☆Featured on Wattpad Poetry☆ Where do poems originate? Is it a spark in your mind that sets the fire going, letting you pen all your thoughts into words? For me, I chose the word 'sparks' because my poems come from my everyday experiences with people. Some may deem it "poetic rants", some may call it art, but for me...
☆ Sequel to Crimes of Eregor (Ongoing, on hiatus)☆ Emilia wriggled her fingers around and looked at her body. "Fuck, she got up..." Kei whispered from behind the boxes and pulled Sheila on her knees as well. "Thank you for raising me from hell," her fingers traced Mr Hills' cheekbones, and she blinked. It didn't tak...
☆A Wattpad Featured Story☆ "That look on your face turns me on, sweetpea." A vicious grin whipped across Irvine's face. "You're as gullible as you were when I met you." "You vituperative bastard..." Gwen gritted her teeth and tightened her grip on the gun. Kei had never seen Gwen look so angry before, even when she be...