Every attempt I made at poetry has been collected inside this book. All good, and bad. Inside, are those poems directly related to my life and otherwise. Thank you, most valuable reader, for taking your time here.

If everything fell apart, what would you fight to protect? Seri is diligent, empathetic, and an optimist to a fault. Azariah is bold, resourceful, and full of power he can't contain. Together they are training to join the desert community of the Helis: sacred protectors of the peace on the planet of Solari. With a connection to the crystal Heliocite that gives them telekinetic abilities, they are skilled fighters and often employed by the ruling Chamber of Solari. But there is trouble brewing in the Mining Colonies as civil unrest and greed threaten to bring society to its knees. When their world splits in two, they must join a side or be left in the rubble. Seri will fight tooth and nail for the hope she desperately clings to. But as Azariah struggles with his past and the rigid rules of the Heli Sanctuaries, will he give into corruption or use his considerable power to save their society? {cover by @kikattish} {Second Place in the Hidden Gem Awards} {Second Place Everything's Canceled Awards} {Rated #27 in Sci-fi Romance} {Rated #35 in Work in Progress}

When the king falls onto his deathbed, the one he chooses to lead Qin into the next era of a 500 year war is not the child everyone knew but the child no one did. The six kingdoms will test the new heir, Factions will seek the bloody throne, and wolves lie in wait at every door. The only hope the new heir has is to seek the power to fight, the courage to stand, and the wisdom to tell the difference. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Because," Zelda answered, "Lord Dragmire, you spared and helped me when I was before you. You defied the cycle of hatred our forefathers set in motion so many years ago. I think it right to continue to seek to reverse that cycle.It is foolishness, but if I fail for my foolishness, I would rather fail while hoping and acting than while doubting." Upon hearing Zelda's reply, Ganondorf fell to his knees and put his hands on the stone floor. He tried to respond, but only vague sounds escaped him. Ganondorf wanted to say something, but the sound of him struggling to speak was suddenly interrupted by clapping. Everyone's head swiveled to the corner of the room where the Rebellious Hero was clapping. He said, "Well done. Well... done. You have done what I never would have imagined possible. You have fooled both sides and brought the demon low with words alone. Well done." "This is not justice," He argued. "You say it is just that the ones who summoned the demon shall die, but what of the demon itself? If it is evil to give birth to evil, is not which is born evil as well? Just as a midwife cries for joy as a good and innocent child is born, so must a parent cast a child to the rocks if it is monstrous and deformed. You have a talent for twisting words, Princess. Something I would expect from 'Wisdom.'"