A one-act about a young girl's battle with herself. __________________________________________________ This one-act deals with sensitive subjects such as bullying, sexual assault, and attempted suicide.

Daniel Underwood went to see a play. He just didn't realize he was in it. "The Waiting Room is a laugh-a-minute theatrical ride. A cross between Waiting for Godot and Rent (without the music)." - Henry P. Tuttleman, The New York Herald "I laughed so hard, my sides hurt. Little did I know I actually had appendicitis. Vel Grande's play could have killed me. I'm suing him." - Fenster J. Tuttleman, The Philadelphia Bulletin "Vel Grande's The Waiting Room redefines the One-Act. It also begs for new synonyms and antonyms. Who knew?" - Fenster R. Tuttleman, The Washington Star

Get To Know The Real Facts Of The Famous Killer In London, England. In This Well Put Together Play, You Will See Through The Eyes Of Those Presented. It Will Leave You Asking For Questions To Be Answered. Written In 2017 In A Creative Writing Class At Queensborough Community College. ❗️Ranks ❗️ #179- jacktheripper #383- unsolved #31- 1880 #4- 1880 #264- murders #189- jacktheripper #395- unsolved #197- jacktheripper #7- 1880 #1000- murders #206-murders #171- murders #152- murders #81- murders #36- murders #89- years #48- solve #18- solve #286- play #3- 1880 #2- 1880

A short play about how a mentally ill boy goes through the five stages of loss and grief after his sister has been murdered.

Arabelle's forced by her parents to get a vampire slave even though she detests having slaves. This is the adventures of having a vampire slave and falling in love with one. READ IT!!

In a world of monsters, is it possible to find the beauty in each other? Ice melts... Power ignites... Bonds forge... Just in time to clash with the impending storm on its way. ----------------------------------------------------------------- "I think you have lost your mind," Soren suddenly muttered. Then it happened: Annika grinned. A glowing warmth lit inside, heating her cold interior. There was something extraordinary about the simplicity put into a grin. The anguish lessoned, and suddenly anything was possible. Surely the sky could fall if Annika could smile? "What makes you say that?" She asked as she continued her movements. The grin acted as a soothing balm on her aching heart. Annika might've been crazy to become so easily uplifted by an everyday facial expression, but crazy seemed like a much better term to be than slave. "Only a lunatic would approach me in my slumber." His eyes remained shut, and he didn't object to her petting, so Annika didn't stop. "Well... you wouldn't know if you were asleep?" "Mmm," the sound vibrated like a guttural hum, "I awoke the second you entered." "Did you?" Annika asked as she turned her head to study his face, but this time, his eyes were open, revealing those beautiful pits of colorless depths. --------------------------------------------------------------- (WARNING: MATURE CONTENT OF ALL KINDS *EMPHASIS ON THE ALL PART*) Highest Rank: 48 (thanks to you beautiful creatures)

20 year old Ava Winston works in a small bakery. She is kind, sweet and shy. Her parents passed away so she has to take care of her 5 year old adopted brother. 23 years old Carter Nicholson is the richest and biggest billionaire in the world. He is arrogant and rude, he has a younger sister and kind parents as well. When Ava and Carter first cross lines past each other, it wasn't the in most amazing way in fact it was in the most humiliating way possible for either one of them. But do you think they will get along with each other since they'd have to face each other every day? Join their journey of sadness, arrogance and love and find out what will happen!

Melissa Crawford thinks she's just a regular teenage girl. She goes to school. She has friends, boy problems, homework...you know, the typical teenage angst. But she couldn't be more wrong, for Melissa Crawford is not a mortal. Her adoptive mortal mother refused to give her up and hired a witch to erase the enchanting Faery child's memory, not realizing that things aren't that simple. You see, when she was a little girl, Melissa promised herself forever to her Leannan Sidhe (mate), a Fae Prince, and a promise to Fae is sacred. When the Fae Prince comes back to claim what's his, nothing will get in his way. "Mortals are so arrogant. So utterly narcissistic to think that they are the only intelligence in this world, to believe their realm is the only realm, their way is the only way. "Many of you believe us fairies only exist in little kids' fairy tales. We are so much more than that. We exist, living in the Realm just a blink away from yours. A few wrong turns in the park or the forest and you're there. We sometimes walk among you, and you're not even aware of it. Believe me, we exist. Across the globe, your kind calls us and our realm by different names...but as William Shakespeare once said- a rose by any other name..."

(Complete) **A MATURE FANTASY** Book #1 in the Elemental Heir Series. Now published and available in PAPERBACK and KINDLE on AMAZON!! 🤍 "Your ready wit never fails to surprise and delight me, Brenya." He murmured, his lips only inches from my own. I blinked, my lips parting, as his heady scent encircled me. He licked his lower lip, running his teeth over it as his electric blue eyes burned into mine. The heat of his bare chest seeped through my thin cotton shirt, thawing my icy irritation. "Even when you're being cross." He added in a low voice. He leaned closer, before I could respond, and ran his teeth along my jaw. I suppressed a moan. "I wouldn't be cross if you weren't so keen on irritating me." I said, unable to hide the smile in my voice. I felt his answering smile against my neck. "How can I make it up to you?" He whispered, planting gentle kisses up and down the column of my throat. He moved to the other side of my neck, flicking his tongue once against the mating mark near my shoulder. My hands slid up his abdomen, exploring the dips and hard lines of his muscles. Heat uncurled deep in my belly, spreading lower, and lower, until I felt my panties dampen. He growled into my ear, sending shivers down my entire body. *~*~*~*~*~* ~#1 in ROMANCE 9/13/18~ ~#1 in ACTION-ADVENTURE 12/05/18 and 4/25/19~ ~#1 in ACTION-ROMANCE 1/16/19~ ~#1 in DRAGONS 6/9/19~ ~#1 in FAIRIES 7/20/19~ *~*~*~*~*~* ⚠️!! WARNING !!⚠️ This book contains intense violence, mature language, and strong sexual themes.

STORY 3 If he was a tornado, she was a hurricane. The problem was though, they both loved the feel of the rain.