On a hunt gone wrong, Rowan is left with limited time to remove a supernatural bond before he falls in love with the one species he was raised to hate. "He lives on land, permanently. How are we supposed to make this work?" Kaerius asked, watching the boy sitting on the sand dunes. "You're not. We're not designed to fall in love with them. You're burdened by this," Laiken replied, sinking under the waves and swimming away, leaving Kaerius to stare at the human he had bonded with, and leaving him alone to make a life-changing decision.

My entry for the National Geographic #PlanetOrPlastic competition --- Enough is enough. Leave our wide open empty Ocean alone.

"Totally. I have been thinking about going to college or something for a little while. Maybe making some money so I could do some other kinds of adventures!" "So, I have to ask, you said girlfriend? Are you gay? Bi? Pan?" Remy inquired. "I don't really have an answer for you. I like girls, I prefer them, but am open to really anyone. I just think that its important to fall in love with the right person and that gender doesn't really matter in the grand scheme of things." Remy nodded "I really agree with that so much. I identify as gay, but really believe that love is the thing" Briar was a child advocate working for the state until one day she realized that she was just too exhausted. Seeing how awful humans can be to other people, especially children can really take a toll on a person. Her best friend Niki texted her with the link to a van that was for sale and that was the moment that Briar's life changed, she went head first into van life, adventure and love,

Matthew Chandlers is the captain of his school's hockey team, whose dad just happened to be the coach of. But if you ask Matt he'll tell you, his dad being the coach is far from the reason why he's on the team or why he's captain. He's captain because he's a kick-ass hockey player who may just have a future in the NHL if he keeps his game on the top. But that may be a problem seeing as he's sliding through school with a 2.3 average and is failing French. A lesson his mother just happens to teach. Forced to either retire his skates up for the rest of the season or get a tutor his parents agreed on one person. Bring in, Henry Oswald. Matthew's neighbor and ex-best friend from childhood who has a 4.0 grade average in every subject. Henry and Matt are awkward at first because of something that happens in the past that pulled them apart. But with every lesson together the two seem to form the bond they once lost. But will Matthew ever get over his fears of the unknown, or will this friendship fall again harder than ever before? Cover made by my amazing friend @saintc

An outgoing country boy. A wallflower jock. And a completely off-limits relationship. ** Aspiring artist Kade Turner is the new kid at school, imported into the big city from countryside town Greensboro. With his accent and his dad being the insanely popular coach of the varsity football team, Kade had no hopes of going unnoticed. But, no worries. Although he doesn't blend in easily like the brush strokes on his many canvasses, he had no problems making friends with everyone. Well, everyone except this one guy. For some reason Atticus, the Running Back of the football team and his brand new stepbrother, wants absolutely nothing to do with him. Kade doesn't understand why and is determined to get closer to him for his Dad's sake. But when Kade finally finds out what Atticus' problem is, rather than solving anything it only complicates their 'brothers' status even more.

Benjamin has freckles. Thijmen has a knife. Their one thing in common? Having to live under the same roof. Every year, as part of a school program, a "troubled teen" is taken by a wealthy family in hopes to help him reform. This is what brought Thijmen, a Dutch delinquent, into the Emsworth residence. (Standalone | Cowriter: lolitroy) Written: Oct 2016 - Dec 2019

8:15 every morning I see him. In his big red Ford truck, with his window down just enough to let the smoke from his cigarette go through. His sunglasses on as he mumbles the words to whatever song is on the radio while driving said truck with one hand. Possibly with the help of a knee. I see this, every weekday morning. The same time, the same place. Am I crazy for thinking about him? Or thinking about us? Or is this just a fantasy that'll never see the light of day? Cover By @RebekahHeart