The first story in my collection, Vacui Magia: Stories. You can buy Vacui Magia at all major ebook retailers, or direct via Gumroad - links are on my website: http://traversingz.com/book/vacui-magia/

****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.

[Rebellion Saga #1] Another warring Era began after The Third World War. Another fractions, another ideologies collision, between those who come from the Red Planet and those who stayed in the dying Earth. The one who modified life cycle to gain strength and those who used anything in their surroundings to barely survive. - He was never been a Human. Breed in laboratory far in the depth of Mars, He was a sentient Martian, came from a long extinct civilization, came back to filled the promise between two clans of planet. But stripped away from its identity, He found something else on Earth: people, despair, hope, and above all ... emotions. He never realized there is a hole inside his chest and when he realized, he was torn between hard choice, each one of them would forever warped his life, and his destiny.

Chapter One of a story I started. I'm only posting chapter one to get some feedback so I can see what works and what doesn't. It was a normal assignment: "parent" an egg for two weeks to learn about responsibility. For Kyle, however, the end of the assignment brings about a whole new beginning.

What would you do if tales of old stayed true to the original text? Would you like them more than the remade Disney tales? You might find yourself trapped in the whirlwind of folk tales, of the stories that were meant to scare children into listening to their parents. Read to find out! This is a copy of The Grimm Brothers fairy tales. It's just a copyright, really, I hope you enjoy! (A/N: I began this when I was 13 and I had no idea what editing was so some of these are not edited to be very readable, if you find yourself struggling please message me and I will try my best to fix it! I'm 19 now and I major in storytellers art english so I should be able to make it flow nicely!)