As a child, Mathias Køhler had always been warned not to go in the woods. He had heard tales of creatures luring humans to their deaths, and had been told on numerous occassions that hiking in the forest at the edge of his village was dangerous. He'd never really bothered to listen to those people, and continued going on his daily hikes, until one day he hears the beautiful sound of a violin coming from a part of the woods off the hiking trail.

Abel lost everything he ever owned. His clouded judgment of greed caused him to currently live a life of risk for gain or for loss. Matthias has been constantly told to "grow up" not just by his closest friend Lukas but by everyone he knows. A story about two individuals encountering on a rainy day on a rooftop. [Art is not owned by me]

After Lars never returns from sea, Mathias is left waiting for his return. Even though he knows, deep down, he will never come back. Nedden. Angst.

Lovino Vargas is an angel. Well, was an angel. After a fateful encounter in the woods with a group of poachers, Lovino's life was changed forever. The poachers stole his wings from him and would have killed him had it not been for a patrolling police officer by the name of Antonio. After saving the severely injured young man, Antonio decided to take him in as he healed. However, as Lovino begins the long mending process, something else might spring up between the two. Something neither one expected. Warning: there's a bit of very graphic violence in the first chapter, so please please please don't read if that will make you uncomfortable. I don't want to do that, it would make me sad.

In the end, Sadik Adnan doesn't believe in happily ever afters.

Auf Wiedersehen, Sweetheart by George deValier WW2. Feliciano Vargas is a passionate, if slightly scared, Italian resistance member. Falling in love with a German fighter pilot was the last thing he expected... and it will test his national loyalty, and his heart, to their limits.

"I'm trying to protect you from hurting yourself, you drunk idiot!" Lukas stormed forward. His patience had run out, and he'd had enough of this conversation. "I'm trying to protect you from falling in love!" That should have been enough to start a full-blown fist fight, which Lukas was more than prepared for. He stomped to a sharp halt, his body only inches from Mathias's. The Danish man, however, must have gotten the answer he was looking for. A needle of shock pierced his chest when the wildfire in Mathias's expression diminished. He suddenly felt very large in comparison to his downtrodden companion, whose posture and fiery disposition died out like the Roman Empire. Mathias side-stepped out from between the car and the Norwegian who cornered him. Cautiously, Lukas watched as he rounded the car and stopped only when he stood outside of the passenger door. He laid his palms flat across the top of the vehicle and sighed. "Alright, Nor. Just take me home."