Holly Mistletoe has a tradition - to collect every object in the 'Twelve Days of Christmas' carol before the inevitable day - and Luke Ebenezer is not apart of her plans. At least, that's what she thinks. (#151 in short story ·12·12·14·)

A friendship developed with the help of an iPod, some partially used glitter pens, and a book of terrible pick-up lines. ♥

Jared Lincoln is a nurse working at the oncology ward of May Bridge Hospital. Life as a nurse is stressful, but Jared never expected his job to be this hard. He was just supposed to take care of a few people for a few short years, and leave once he got what he wanted. A job so simple wasn't supposed to feel like a journey the length of seven lifetimes. As a nurse, he is expected to give patients hope. But, how is he supposed to give them hope when he's grasping for it himself?

We were once the best of friends. We were inseparable, but what changed him to be such a bad boy? Now, all I have to do is survive high school. It won't be hard, now is it? I survived middle school... but what's different from middle to high is that... I'm slowly... slowly... feeling myself shattering into millions of pieces. I just need to overcome it sooner or later, because I know it won't be happening, no matter how hard I wish it would be.

A poor young girl who's life is constantly controlled is given a meaningful gift by her older sister.

After seeing her boyfriend kissing a girl on thier anniversary Jane breaks up with Nick and wants nothing to do with him. Until One day when he comes to her doorstep begging to move in with her until he starts his new job. She gives in but what will she do when he's determined to get her back?

This is the first installation to a series of poems intended to partner Coming. They tell the story of one trying to reach someone else. There is evasion, fear, the end is elusive, the journey great, the relief steep. But at the end of every tale is the Happily Ever After... isn't there?

"Death sits in the chair across from me and watches. Death sees but had no eyes. Death knows but had no mind. We often sit together in the night. Death has one move left... And i have none." --Unknown She is broken. She is hurting. She is depressed. And there's nothing anyone can do about it. The only one who could possibly help her, isn't here. After the love of her life dies of Cancer, she must continue on with life. She must pretend that she is okay. That nothing is wrong. She must continue on living, only to remember him. To remember the good times they had together. She must continue with her life, that's now missing an important piece. Will she ever be able to get over him? Will she ever be happy again? Or was her happiness buried with him the September day?

In this short story, we meet a man whose past comes to visit him during his last days. Both heartwarming and tragic, wrapped in a suspenseful bow. Short story by Atlas Beaumont; complete

Olivia Marshall and Logan Pierce have been best friends for years, and that's just how long she's been in love with him. Ever since they were little she saw him as more than a friend, and now that they're "all grown up", she's finally ready to tell him the truth. She's just not ready to hear his response. She doesn't want to lose him, but she feels like she can't keep loving him without knowing if he loves her back. And before their junior year is over, she's determine to find out and tell the truth, just hoping for a miracle, that he'll love her back.