Footprint Stories

Melinda starts her first day as shift manager of Cozy Retreat with a personal disaster. After spilling coffee into the lap of the most influential food blogger online, she is sure her brief carreer as shift manager was over. An unexpected connection forms and all she needs to do is believe she deserves a second chance. But can Melinda trust her heart as she struggles to keep the secrets of her past and the footprints of her memories beat a path to her door?

Pandora Paige Alexander is the main focus of what the government has cleverly named the P. P. A. Project. The project is a series of government run facilities, tests and inspections to learn and replicate a rare condition Pandora has lived with for more than 90 years and yet still has the face of a 17 year old. But what Pandora didn't expect after all these years of tests and questions is that there is more to her than simply a rare genetic condition but the key between this world and another.

Joining a Wattpad community for the first time is like falling into spring - refreshing, but also all-consuming. It is more than a pastime or a shiny, new hobby. They connect us when we are worlds apart, through the good, the bad and the ugly. In this new collection, join me on a journey through my time in communities and the work I have done over the last five years. Here's to many more to come.

This is a short story that I have written for the Romance #PerfectDate contest. I hope you will read it! "My Love, I wrote this to you tell you a story. The story of our perfect date. You may not remember it, but I remember every detail. The way you smelled and the way you looked. I remember being filled with joy because you were there with me."

Ash Luna thinks she might just go crazy for good if one more string in her family snaps. Her belief in the ability of man to be truly kind is something short of nonexistent: she can't trust anyone anymore. So when Pike, a carefree and dangerously handsome boy, shows up in her life and turns her heart upside down, she faces the choice of letting him in or letting him go. Can she find it in herself to not only help those around her, but pick up the pieces of her own heart and glue them back together?

This is a poetic novel of not a Fantasy but what lies beyond human understanding what dirtiness can turn into pure understanding " Who we may be who we want to be all depends on how sharp we want our sparrow to be" •Read to see the secrets and the romance of a tiny rose bud that turns into a road full of rose petals•

Not mine.

Will you sacrifice your life to save someone else's?

When Henry disappears, he takes Lucy's whole world with him. As Lucy struggles to pick up the pieces and discover who she is, she steps out of her best friend's shadow and starts chasing his footprints.

Archaeologists uncover a buried chamber with a seated skeleton watching over another body. After disturbing the site, nightmares plague the team, one dies mysteriously, and the skeleton vanishes-leaving only footprints behind. Something ancient has awakened beneath the earth.

Lucy has become an outcast in the new city she moves to and she feels completely and utterly alone with no one to talk to. Until she meets her first friend, a girl named Amelia. As she starts to feel something more than friendship towards her she has to decided whether to tell her or just keep it in for the sake of her only friend. Will she be able to figure everything out and be able to face all her problems?

Hi, my name is Namir Dakota. I've lived in Florida my whole sunny life. I had no worries, nothing at all. Then my life turned itself upside down because of seeing an animal. I get kidnapped, make new friends and try to escape.

Exploring the choice of being a poet in life.

This is a collection of poems I've made; all of them fitting for whichever mood you may be in. Whether it's heartbreak, hope, loss, forgiveness... it's bound to be found in here. ~ StopAlltheClocks

A short poem that speaks of the power of words to harm or heal

every step matters, and stella does, too.