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Some are born original. Some are forced to become. Esha was a woman who saw through the world as a guest, possessing it was never a question-hope of belonging, giving more than taking-remaining invisible fit like a glove instead. A man like Antares, waltzed into her life, promising the universe in exchange for her trust. The world she stood on tilted, the heart murmured fears, the body recoiled in memory of hands unbidden, the mind curled into itself hoping to have dreamt it away, while the soul recognized a kindred spirit. Yet when two wounded strangers recognize themselves in each other, the personas they built to survive begin to fracture. How to trust a woman whose scars marred the body like ink? How to trust a man whose skin bleeds from his very sins? What to make of kithship so visceral-it possesses the body in stupor? Who were they when no one was watching? A story of identity. Complexity. And the selves we keep becoming. Reader discretion is advised. Updates every Wednesday, 12:00 AM EDT.

"That's funny. One day my world was solely about you and now it's like we don't know each other." an arranged relationship turned sour. cover creator: @dailygguk_

In which feisty and sarcastic Oliver Laurent is madly in love with the kind and good-natured Carson Katsaros.

Gin and Ave have been friends for years--since they were kids. But they're not kids anymore, and it's starting to look like the only thing they have in common is chocolate. cover by @soulection

# f r e e y o u r b o d y about a girl who lost all confidence and security because of her appearance, & a boy who only wishes for her to see her beauty. # 1 0 3 s h o r t s t o r y

Alec was in love. Not with anyone in particular, but with the idea of being wanted. He had never been wanted before. Peter not in love with an idea. Instead, his eye had landed on the ragged looking homeless boy he had taken in during a storm.

Musically inclined Zander Reed finds Delia Gonzales, intoxicated and about to tumble onto the tracks just before the next subway train arrives. She's perfect, confident and unreal, which is enough to bring Zander to his senses and run towards her to catch her on time. Saving her life thus becomes the starting point of their new relationship. The more time he spends with Delia, the more Zander finds himself intrigued by her. What he doesn't realize is that the woman for whom he has fallen head over heels has an obscure past of hidden truths she has to face - a beat yet to be discovered. And that he, too, must grapple with inner demons of his own.

three months. two boys. one summer. zero rules. [ON HIATUS]

"Gangsters don't cry therefore I'm Mr. Misty Eyed" -Twenty One Pilots This book is a mess, read at your own risk. Wrote it a long time ago © Charlotte Écrivain

"It's not always a 'knight in shining armor' that heals a broken heart..." ***** Reese Gregory might just be the last person anyone would like to befriend. She is an introvert, a tiny bit unfriendly and as moody as the weather at times. Basically, she's like the typical grumpy old man across the street, trapped inside the body of a 21-year-old. So when she lands in the post of an assistant editor, only to find that she won't be working 'alone', Reese is more than furious. And considering the fact that Zeiba Sidique-- the quirkiest person she'd ever seen-- annoys the hell out of her and takes her eye rolling ability to a whole new level, making friends with her is just out of question. But you know what they say right? Life has its own share of ironies- sometimes good, sometimes bad. ***** ▶[COMPLETED] ▶Winner of The Glam Awards 2017 ▶Highest Rank: #74 in short story on 19th August, 2017. ▶Cover by: @tristfuly Copyright © Protected. Do not steal or borrow. Images used here don't belong to me but some of the graphics made from them are mine.

#NaNoWriMo 2016 Book One in the Tales from the Filii Aurea Series IN THE BEGINNING, they say, the Aetherei Matrem fell in love with a Celestial Being, and produced a line of children like none other, each with their own special abilities, and each with ichor flowing through their veins. They were her Filii Aurea, her Golden Children, and they were to inherit the earth. A couple centuries down the line, and the Filii Aurea are struggling to stay alive. With the great Aurean war and Aziel Aro committing perpetual genocide, they're desperate to save their race. Avani Sai and Nuri Bachmann need to find the last remaining descendent of the great Milo Aro, and possibly the last cursed Child, and defeat Aziel Aro. That might not be their biggest concern, however. A charming stranger from the Sovereign Capital and a dark force lurking in the streets seem to pose a bigger threat than perpetual genocide.

Swara and Uday have a mutually beneficial arrangement. They both stay close by, and Swara's office is on the way to Uday's. A contract was struck. And the commute began. Uday promises to pick her up at 8:30 AM. He's always late. Every day, Swara swears she will go back to public transport. But she's too comfortable in the AC and cushioned seats. So, the arrangement sticks. Uday is just happy someone's there to split the petrol costs. Until Swara's once dormant crush begins to reawaken. The more time they spend together, the more Swara realizes that Uday is actually not that annoying, irresponsible, and might even be, to her enormous shock, smart and considerate. She's desperate to keep the arrangement, and more importantly, the friendship going. But she's unable to deny her feelings or his presence, right in the driver's seat, any longer.

"I've always believed in happy endings but I always end up believing them with the wrong people." He grabbed my face, placing a gentle kiss that seared into my memory for me to remember for my entire lifetime. "What about now?" Hailey Han shares an apartment with her boyfriend. That is, until she finds him sleeping with her best friend and kicks him out only for her to scavenge for a new roommate to split a hefty rent. That's when Jack Ferreira, a smoking hot sex God walks in, giving her one more shot at happy endings. Copyright © 2016 by psychodeliacs. All rights reserved.

The Yuan Dynasty has fallen, and the Ming Dynasty begins. The concubines of the young Emperor Yu's harem are more than just pretty faces to decorate the halls. They are to be whatever he wishes of them; lovers, mothers, friends, advisers, toys. But most importantly, they are his pawns. cover by @lemvnade currently on hold for further research historical fic 96 ( 10.6.16 )

it's your typical love story. girl meets girl named after food, quickly proceeds to insult food named girl's taste in pizza toppings, a sass battle begins, and, somehow, they live happily ever after (or at least something close).

Tales whisperd between stars and planets, those who've watched over the earth for centuries. Quietly observing from above, tales of love, mystery, betrayal, adventure and so much more. An anthology of short stories I'm writing

Sometimes, angels who've yet to earn their wings fall, landing unscathed among those still living on Earth. These fallen angels will sometimes choose to blend in unnoticed, hoping to just survive without a fuss until they're brought back home, and you may never notice them walking right past you on the streets, or kissing you before you go to bed. They may be your best friend in school, the grocer behind the counter, your stepmother, the girl who just moved in to apartment 34 A, right across from yours, and they blend in so well you never question them. But on rare occasion, one of them might out themselves, spilling their troubles onto you. You will believe them, no matter how crazy it seems, because when an angel tells the truth, you've no choice but to believe them. And once you know this, or once you've first fallen in love with them, there's no going back. But you won't mind.

As Dakota Akihara crashes, Rhea Walton falters. While one is drug away from a life in the 1%, the other finds it increasingly-unbearable to put up with the crushingly-expected and dependable monotony of slow business, bills to pay, and mouths to feed. Rhea Walton knows herself well enough. Well, enough to understand that very few in her small, small town, particularly not her father, see who she is below her mask. Dakota Akihara - now Dakota Maxfield - on the other hand, feels as though presently, his entire identity is a question mark. Wether he's being over-dramatic or not, is not the point. His father's in jail for embezzlement and insider trading, his family is striped of everything, and his mother has forced him and his sister, Aya to leave their lives in the Upper East Side. Ironically, her search of refuge ends in a place with people she hoped never to interact with again-who don't, quite frankly-know anything about her life after she left. So of course, on a full moon, Dakota Maxfield faints in front of the Walton's diner window. U P D A T E S C H E D U L E Regularly-ish H I G H E S T R A N K I N G realistic fiction | 9th projectrichkids | 6th asiansinlit | 6th diversityinlit | 6th weneeddiversebooks | 1st

A glimpse inside the life of a man with no name. __ [cover by @astrophile]

No one takes Katie seriously when she claims a hand burst out of the faucet and tried to kill her. Problem is, she's not making it up. And there are more hands coming. (Cover art by @arielxwrites)