Domick slid into the seat next to me and looked over. "Did you see how he was looking at you?" What? "H-he's not even my friend, just a partner sometimes." I managed to stammer out. "Trust me, he wanted to be more than just a partner." Domick sneered the last word. A surprised laugh escaped me, and I leaned towards him to whisper, "What makes you think that." "Because I notice when someone wants what's mine." ----------------------------- After I blew out my candles on my 7th birthday, I started to see things no one else could. Wings. I know, crazy right? After my Dads mysterious disappearance, I had to move in with my aunt who ignored my very existence. Then I met a certain someone. Domick. From the moment I saw his wings I knew he was different, just like me. Turns out I'm not the only "abnormal" around here. Domick was sent to find me for a reason, but can he stand to give me up to the secretive Council? Between Domick's possessiveness and me not knowing what the heck is going on. It's going to be one crazy ride.

Rhys is the heartless King of the Fallen. He rules the Fallen Angels and most importantly, protects what is his. Leah Bryant most certainly is his. copyright © greenmermaids 2018-2020

living proof that art is fluid in form ___________________________________________ a poetry anthology written in fruit juice and cheap ink ----------------------------- in loving memory of the past @timespieces copyright 2018

Cassidy Morgan, a woman who does not give a damn in the world. She wears clothes that call for no attention. She dyes her hair to mask its true color. She disguises herself to hide from the world. No one knows her name, she's just called, emo. No one knew the reason behind her identitym What if one day, her own curiosity brings her to a time and place that needs her to choose between two life threatening choices? Leave like she saw nothing at all or wear the heroic cape that little did she know, would turn her life upside down. Of course, like any fictional character, she chose the latter. Pulling off that heroic act, it changed how her last year in senior high should have ended because she saved the gangster. --------------------- This book isn't edited so there may be a lot of grammatical errors, I'm sorry. Nonetheless, enjoy my teen fiction book, I promise, it's not your typical cliche one!

complete // They were like parallel lines. They had so much in common yet they've never met. What started as a forgotten notebook and an incomplete doodle quickly turned into a friendship through a notebook. Question is, will they, unlike parallel lines, meet? ━ https://vivaldings.tumblr.com/WPLI cover: me ━ Short Story #1 Italian version: https://w.tt/2vf5QmC picked for @hepburnettes 12 days to christmas 2016 added to wattpad official account @coffeecommunity 's reading list 26/08/2020 and 06/03/2021

dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?