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Words- armor that cannot be seen Tongue- sword deadlier than a laser beam Paper- clothes to wrap them both To make sure they keep their oath. ----A book of poems, just for you.

Audrey is an escaped convict from the penitentiary of sanity. When he lost his wife and son, he married Alcoholics Anonymous, and now he cheats on his new spouse every chance he gets. Audrey's story begins when he meets the woman. Not the love of his life, or even a one night stand, or a date. Just a woman. She is lovely, beautiful, perky. She is something else. Audrey quickly finds out why people should never hook up with someone they meet at a bar, and what it is really like to be tossed down the steep, tumultuous path of painful rebirth. Aided by a younger-- and occasionally wiser-- friend, who juggles education and an almost unthinkable side job, and a girl who appears out of the hallucinatory fog of Audrey's physiological nose dive, Audrey is tasked with solving the Rubix cube of reimagining his mind, body and soul.

Synopsis: Vi -the twenty-three year old writer who got nothing better to do than to ogle on cute guys and drink her frappe at BuckBeans while writing her novels, meets Dani -the highly religious twenty-three old boy who just moved in their local church who is not just cute, but steaming hot and got the whole boy-next-door personality on point. What will happen if Vi cannot take her eyes off of him, when she should? And what will be the consequences for Dani when he starts dating her? Mix in the numerous murders, Dani's restless fan club, and the upcoming deadline for Vi's third book, will they be able to stay together? And finally say, "We made it. Just us."

Just two not-ordinary people in the midst of corporate messes and predatory tact who found themselves engrossed at each other's musings after midnight. | Won 3rd place at The Mystic Awards |

A night in the bar that would turn their nights more interesting than their daily routines. | 2nd story under Porpowl Collection |

On the second jump, Claire's bad leg gave way and she felt herself tumbling forward. A cry of surprise escaped her and Claire was certain she was about to topple off the side of the train. Alek, however, moved quickly, catching her mid-fall and keeping her upright, and alive. Claire lifted her eyes to meet his which were wide with alarm. The expression was fleeting, lasting for only a moment before it was replaced by a frown. "You could have fallen," he said pointedly. "I know," Claire breathed, finding her thoughts drifting to the strong arm wrapped around her waist. A flush rose to her cheeks and she was grateful for the biting wind that masked her reaction. "Thank you." "You need to be more careful," he continued, his eyes locked on hers, bright and haunting in the silver glow of the moon overhead. "I will," Claire assured him, her heart skipping in her chest. "I promise." ------ 1st Place in the Chaos Awards 2nd Place in the Mystic Awards 2nd Place in the Stella Luna Awards 2nd Place in the Talent Awards 2018 Highest Ranking #1 In Steampunk Found on the official Wattpad Fantasy account featured reading list "Wintery Worlds"