A simple and easy guide to some common rituals and information on the craft. Enjoy at your own risk.

Imagine Harry Potter had a younger sister that he never knew about. The characters are not mine and I don't follow the story exactly. This is, I guess you could call it, a re-imagining. Cover by kenval214

A 'The Prom' fic :) Emma and Alyssa had always been drawn to each other. It was surprising, considering how different their personalities were. Alyssa, the bubbly, polite, straight "A" student who could quite possibly do everything perfectly, as opposed to Emma, extremely shy, and seemed to live by the "don't speak unless spoken to" rule. Nevertheless, they just seemed to click.

"I had never known the true meaning of love, it was always something I just acted in movies. To me, there was no such thing as true love because I would never want to be vulnerable. I'd never want to be open to being torn apart but when I saw her. My daughter, everything changed. She was everything to me, I loved everything about her. To the way her nose wrinkled when she laughed and how her bangs were always messy when she ran around to much. I loved her chubby hands that would hold onto my jeans when I was busy and couldn't hold her hand. She is my princess, my true love." [not edited...sorry if some shit makes you cringe] Contains strong language even though it's a cute little book about a father growing to love a daughter he found out about on a guy's night. [#1- father] [#2 - daughter] [#3 - singlefather]

'Have a nice life' were the last words I heard from Selina. I regret everything I said to her and she won't come back. You lost the girl you loved Bruce, you lost her. Your first girlfriend. Your first friend. Your 17 now. Hell knows where she is. The story of Bruce and Selina who needed each other. The were tethered by love they knew they had for each other but they had pushed far from each other since their argument. Bruce was guilty for it. Now, he wants to fix.

Dark woods lay around the town reminding him of the missing boy he fell in love with, every time it rains it's like it's a sign of his crying, the little dots on his face remind him to much of the pale boy with a beautiful smile, to make him forget he covers them with tears of guilt. " I'm gonna find him n I'm not gonna let him go, I love him"