Incandescent Stories

Vatican cameos--those were the last words Sherlock Holmes had spoken before he'd fallen from St Bartholomew's Hospital roof, and Amelia has spent the last two and a half...

Collection of poems, sad and sweet This is an unlimited poem collection I will keep updating poems here, you'll find happy, sad, lovely, cruel poems here. All your teena...

Someone told me about a spark I had inside of me. I didn't get the spark before meeting, loving, and leaving or being left by my true loves. The spark clearly has never...

What are you doing in this doomed wretched land? What are you running from? I know that look. I recognize that desperate light everywhere. I can help you. I am searching...

I never knew life could change so quickly. The vast majority of humanity awaits their turn, only for some, the turn never comes. We all walk like a tide, some rise, othe...

A dear friend told me that walking with a straight back, imitating an air of confidence can actually lead you into a natural state of inner mettle. I've always known the...

Some words I wrote.

Under shades of the tungsten gold

Welcome to Austin Bay College (made up school). This is a group Rp. But no. It's not like a high school romance. That would be too predictable. This is a drag racing rol...

❝he was a roaring flame, seeking to set fire to her purpose-to ignite her, and maybe even watch her burn.❞ a star basketball player. a seemingly average girl. a recipe f...