Fragments. Fragments of your life are what you leave this world with... now the question is, why are those fragments the ones you remember? --a collection of short stories about small moments in someone's life that somewhere along the line, somehow, made a difference.--

[FEATURED STORY] At school, they were nothing. At midnight, they were lovers. Because one minute after midnight... a rich girl and a boy who came from nothing found something they had in common. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #25 |

The sequel to Lighthouse Nights is now on Wattpad! If you finish this book and like it, check out "Fallout Dreams" next! Jules and Trevor take advantage of suicidal teens by encouraging them and profiting off their deaths. When Jules falls in love with their eighth target, she's forced to make a series of life-or-death decisions and a single, impossible change. LIGHTHOUSE NIGHTS is a frightening parable about haunting regret, maniacal hatred, the longing to create, and ultimate redemption. This fast-paced story is as touching as it is twisted, and highlights a disturbing new trend among american teens. THE MIDNIGHT MASTERMIND SERIES is a savage anthology of pulp stories about Trevor, a charming sociopath caught between the love in his heart and the storm in his gut. Lighthouse Nights is BOOK ONE in the series, though Trevor's adventures can be read in any order. (The lack of capitalization is intentional.)

To Dylan: i just miss you. - A series of texts in which she experiences depression in the most vicarious way possible, and love is just the tune playing lowly in the background. - [Trigger Warnings for: Depression, Thoughts of Suicide, Self-Harm] [Dylan is a boy, and Anabelle is a girl, to clear things up]

//dəˈkəʊtə// Meaning, ❝friend or ally.❞ ╌╌╌ "It's ironic, isn't it? How my name has the meaning 'friend', when I don't even have any." "You have me."

She has skin like porcelain. He is a shade like bronze. But when all their differences are put to the side... The Brown Boy and The White Girl indulge in the sparks between them. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #3 |

She writes all night. He flirts with girls all night. But when they come together in his room... the Cool Boy of the school and the Socially Inept Girl share a bed and make the night theirs. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #15 |

i needed to write down almost everything he had said, to reassure myself that he had been real, that we were something that lasted; at least for a little while. - nina [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]

sometimes there is nothing worse than an apology. - cooper