Love, something I can't remember feeling for at least a thousand years. My mother never taught me to love, barely even showed me any. Only told me I was the God of it. The God of Love. And everything else that came with it. Desire, passion, lust, adoration, fondness and infatuation. I do remember very faintly how it f...
Raised by an Egyptian, Muslim father and an Australian, non religious mother, Hana is brought up to figure things out for herself. Not being fully one thing or another, and having two contrasting religious perspectives to learn from, Hana is faced with familial, religious and personal pressures upon any decision she n...
***THIS STORY WILL BECOME FREE ON JULY15th!*** Beverly Curie only lives for herself (and maybe ice cream). When her three nieces are suddenly put under her care, she must do the impossible: think about someone other than herself. Beverly is the only member of her family left in Chestnut Ridge, where she's kept the sam...