"This is a story about accepting the people we love- the people we have to love and the people we choose to love, the families we are given and the families we make." This is a story about an orphan, a hopeful mother, and an accepting guardian searching for someone they lost. With the United States at war with the Middle East and the European Union, families of North African and middle eastern backgrounds are torn apart and put in concentration camps. History is repeating itself and unfortunately Nor and her family had fallen prey to the vicious evils of society. Nor's lived her life going from house to house trying to find a loving family to take care of her. Her foster homes aren't as welcoming as they seemed. Living a life ridiculed and abused, Nor manages to find the home just for her: A woman who lost her child in a fateful accident yearns for a child to love once more. When Nor comes knocking at her door looking for a place to stay, she is more than willing to give her a roof over her head. With the war finally ceased and prisoners liberated, Nor desperately wants to find out where her parents are. Together, Nor and her guardian embark on an adventure to find out who she truly is, accept the truth of her sorrowful past, and reconcile bonds with the family she lost. Inspired by Tomorrow there will be Apricots

Lexi Grayson is a normal teenager, as normal as she can be with her unobserving skills and her overthinking mind. But she might need the overthinking if she wants to unravel the smirking mystery that is Blake Eaton.

We look up at the same sky and we see the same thing and suddenly, it's not so lonely anymore.

A few days before the 25th, Farah Dailey decided to take a risk and anonymously deliever a Christmas gift to her long-time crush, Jamie Bright. Things don't go quite as planned when a sudden snow blizzard strikes and Farah blunders her way into a sweet shop - coincidentally owned by Jamie's family. Hm, but perhaps being trapped with your crush inside a sweet shop isn't all bad? [ N a N o W r i M o - 2 O 1 2 ]

mar·row ˈmerō/ noun 1. a soft fatty substance in the cavities of bones, in which blood cells are produced (often taken as typifying strength and vitality). Like Julie. But also like Aiden. © by Sydney Druckman 2022. Early matters subject to change.

"the world didn't get worse. your eyes just got wider."

| ranked #1 | | 4.24.16| | completed | | wattpad featured story 8/17/16 | | winner of a collectors edition WATTY 2016 | "How many times do I have to say this until you accept it? Those people are mine, those soldiers are mine, you are mine." I freeze. "Well," I straighten my spine, tightening my fists," I am not to be owned by anyone, least of all you. And my people aren't either. I will not allow you to do this." "You won't allow me to?" He scoffs. "And how are you going to stop me?" "If you do not call off this awful plan, I will reject you, as my mate." highest rank: 1

"I'm distracted from the boy I've bumped into when the world around me begins to change. The grey and white I've seen ever since I was born into this world slowly begin to bleed away, like rain drops sliding down a car window, being replaced with bright, bright pigments. They cover everything, bring to life the world around me. The gravel underneath my feet is no longer a dull grey, the sky is no longer white, the bricks of the buildings no longer black. They're different, beautiful, bright, extraordinary, breathtaking. Colors, I realize. These are colors." x Natalie Grayson has lived her whole life in black and white. She's been waiting to meet her other half- her soulmate- who will make both of their worlds burst in color. It's what she's been dreaming of ever since she was little. She wants to know what color is, how it feels, what it looks like, if it's really as amazing as everyone claims it to be. On her seventeenth birthday, while walking back home through a sketchy part of town, she bumps into a stranger. Before she can even apologize, the last thing she expected happens: the black and white of her world begins to bleed away and is replaced with something else. Colors. When she looks up, Natalie isn't expecting to lock eyes with a rebel. But she does. She also doesn't expect him to run away. But he does.