[Revised] Jack Halley is best known in Hayden for his writing, deemed as the boy who writes with stars, his title soon gets challenged when Hayden's Miss Sunshine commits suicide one day leaving no suicide letter, only her lacerated wrist connected to her dead body. With his title in danger, Jack must find out who this girl was and write the best eulogy he can come up with before the girl's burial ceremony. Set in a two-week course, Jack soon unravels who Hayden's Miss Sunshine really was. But Jack tends to glorify and puts people on high pedastal easily. Can he cope after all the lies been said? Especially when he finds out that Ladi isn't really the girl he and everyone, thinks? This is Jack and Ladi's story; this is how he wrote the universe and put it into one paragraph. #nobullying -- Current cover by: xdemonsflowerx

THE ASSASSINS BLADE WAS CRAFTED FROM THE BONES OF HIS REFLECTION AND SHARPENED ON THE FLAT SPINE OF HIS SHADOW. 2016, revolved © ACTION | 138

Her solace was the tears she shed in the middle of the night, when she knew there was no one to listen to her sobs or notice her wet pillow.. He found salvation in the blood that often oozed out of his hand. When their paths meet, will the blood be able to wipe out the tears? Will the tears be able to heal the wounds? Can they become each other's salvation? Will they mend each other or in the process, deepen each other's wounds? A story of blue. A story of sadness. Highest rank : #32 in Short stories

Old lovers, Max and Elle meet once again on their batch's get-together. As they reminisce their moments in the back of their heads, both must make a choice in the end of the party: To give each other a chance, or continue trudging their paths without the other one? Let bygones be bygones or make calamities they knew they would soon regret? Max knew the answer very well, it's just a matter of what Elle would answer. After all, he was the one who left her in the first place. -- Current cover by: xdemonflowersx

He was Hot with a capital H. Not that she was looking for a relationship, but just because you're not hungry doesn't mean you can't look at the menu, right? ~

When the war began, Alexander Blake was 15. A normal English boy; innocent, happy, and young. When it ended, he was almost 20. A young adult; wiser, older, transformed forever. In between came new friendships and family, carefree laughter and love; fun and joy. In between came waves of anxiety and sorrow, unprecedented fear and pain; tears and horror. In between, came Safe Harbor.

".. its hard to be human when she has never been one." Choosy was a she-dog, until life took a big turn. Scientific experiments changed her life forever, and she wakes up one fine day only to find that the humans have forged her into a beautiful human girl. The humans give her no choice, and as she is thrown into a world of insecurities, fear and depression, there is absolutely no one she can truly trust. Lies and lies surround and consume her little world. Life is going to be a hell lot harder, she knows. And she can't help but fight - fight for her, for the bitch who used to live inside her, and for the dog she was once in love with. The story of a girl who was once transformed, who is always depressed and who is stuck with absolutely no way out. - - - - - Highest Rank #2 in Science Fiction

That feeling, when your child is put into your arms, for the first time, is inexplicable. It wasn't any different for me as well. I had never in my life handled new born babies. Initially, I was terrified to even hold her. But once when she was in my arms, my exhaustion, pain and fear, laid forgotten. Her tiny palms were closed into fists. She seemed to be peering at me, through the crevices of her partially closed eyes. The best way, that could describe my emotions were, through the following sentence. "It was like someone had quenched my thirst after ages of aridness." The smile plastered on my face was so wide that, it revealed all my thirty two teeth. A small amount of dejection that I felt because of Lawrence's absence lost it's importance at my baby's sight. Holding her close to my chest, I extended my index finger to stoke her quaggy cheek. A chortle escaped my mouth when she stirred in my arms. I just couldn't wait for the time when I'll watch my daughter take first step or speak first syllable.

[ID/ENG] "In which I will give you underrated but legend-wait for it-dary sugestion for your story/graphic casting." Kebingungan mencari cast yang tepat untuk cerita atau graphic kalian? Kali ini aku akan memberikan usulan casting yang tepat! ***