The Healing Journey - 2024
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Into the Velvet
*EDITORS' CHOICE 2021*After falling for her senior year teacher, Louise learns a harsh lesson on what adulthood isn't. Louise has some trauma to unpack. Heartbreak's a bitch, and her first relationship had been anything but normal. Thinking herself mature for her age, her affair with Mr. Cain started swooningly well. Except things ended quite abruptly. It's a lot for a seventeen year old to handle. But who's really at fault for what happened? Who even is Mr. Cain, and what is he hiding? From the wreckage of her naivety and self-esteem, can Louise save her friendships and rebuild herself? Our love songs aren't telling the whole truth. How can this be? In this tale of vulnerability, adolescence and painful reckoning, the arrogance of youth demands a price. * "'You're what, Louise?' he asked. 'You're sorry? What am I supposed to do here? How can I turn this around? How can I tell you that everything you want and feel is reciprocated, when I have to go back to work and pretend none of it happened?' 'I don't know the answer!' I cried. 'Neither of us do.' I threw my hands up in defeat. He caught them before they could fall. 'But how do I go back to living without your words?' His voice became a whisper. He squeezed my fingers tightly, closing his eyes and bringing them to his chest. 'I need how you make me feel, Luiza. I need it to feel alive. I won't stay away. No one's made me feel this good before. And I can't stand myself for wanting what I want. What do I do?' I was a violin bow on the verge of splintering. Every inch of me pulsed with an ache that began from the marrow of my bones. Fate had brought us here. At this crossroads of ours, there were a hundred different choices to make. A thousand different lifetimes to choose from, stemming from and decided entirely by my next choice. And in the end, I chose incorrectly. I held his face between my hands, feeling the echoing pulse of his skin. I brought his face to mine. I kissed him."Complete
Submerged in Your Love (✔️)
Cover by @AndiApplexoxo ****MATURE CONTENT IN BOOK**** ****YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED**** Her world is dark. His is bright. She is like a ray of sunshine. He is like a dark storm cloud. To get involved with each other would certainly end in disaster.... Or would it? Put in each other's lives when they both desperately need someone can't be a coincidence... Or could it? What are the odds that he understands her and she understands him? Can their unlikely friendship turn into something more or will others intervene? With so many odds against them can they find a way to power through together? Or will they be struck down? You know what they say. If you can't run then walk. If you can't walk then crawl. If you can't crawl.... Then maybe try swimming.Complete
When I Was, Now I Am
The life of a child is something precious, but it becomes something more when you share it with another. Thea Luxley gains that privilege upon meeting Raven, another girl her age after moving to a new house in a new city. This is the story of their journey through life, and it all starts at the age of six. From the moment they meet, a special bond is formed, and both girls become inseparable despite their struggles. From grappling with financial instability to facing the church and its people, Raven and Thea are a force to be reckoned with. Watch them grow from young first graders into adults where they slowly understand what it means to love, not only each other, but themselves despite everything the world tells them to be. *** Discussions of Religious Trauma and Adult Themes***Complete
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"Pieces of Me" is a raw and poignant journey through the complexities of love, heartbreak, and self-discovery. The story follows a young boy who, tormented by bullying because of his feminine voice, learns to mask his true self in an attempt to survive the cruel realities of school life. As he grows older and enters high school, he feels the weight of having to conform to societal expectations of having a masculine voice, sacrificing his authenticity to fit in. In his search for acceptance, he falls deeply in love with someone who seems to offer the comfort and connection he's longed for. But this love soon turns toxic, as betrayal and manipulation emerge from the person he trusted most. The emotional and physical abuse he endures leaves deep scars, shattering his sense of self-worth. Despite the overwhelming darkness, "Pieces of Me" is a story of healing. Through the pain, the protagonist embarks on a journey of self-discovery, learning to reclaim the shattered pieces of his heart and identity. It's a tale of resilience, where every scar tells a story of survival, and ultimately, of finding strength in vulnerability. As he pieces himself back together, he learns that true love and acceptance must first come from within. This is a story about reclaiming one's voice, embracing individuality, and discovering that the fragments of our past, no matter how broken, can come together to create something whole. Disclaimer: Pieces of Me contains explicit content, including sexual themes, trauma, homophobia, abuse, and violence. This story is based on real events and is centered around the LGBTQ+ experience. Reader discretion is advised. Please proceed at your own risk, and I hope you find meaning in this raw and emotional journey. Enjoy the story!
For My Soul
Everyone says that healing is a personal journey- that you must be self-sufficient and independent... but well- historically that just does not happen. Healing has always been done by or with a community. So, when River and Amelia are constantly pushed together by their friends- as they clash and then work to form a friendship that turns into so much more- what happens when maybe the path to healing is not so simple as ticking off Amelia's self-care checklist, what happens when both Amelia and River find themselves needing each other in more ways than one? Relationships sustain us, but they also destroy us. Can both find the trust that they need to love each other healthily?
Underneath the surface
Just when Isabella had lost hope in love she finds herself at a crossroads between two very different men: one, a steady presence in her life, and the other, a passionate connection she can't seem to ignore. As her relationships with both of them evolve, a sudden accident forces her to confront everything she thought she knew about love, choice, and what it means to follow her heart. In a world of uncertainties, Isabella must navigate her feelings, the pull of her past, and the reality of her future, all while deciding who-and what-truly has her heart.Complete
*EDITORS' CHOICE 2021*After falling for her senior year teacher, Louise learns a harsh lesson on what adulthood isn't. Louise has some trauma to unpack. Heartbreak's a bitch, and her first relationship had been anything but normal. Thinking herself mature for her age, her affair with Mr. Cain started swooningly well. Except things ended quite abruptly. It's a lot for a seventeen year old to handle. But who's really at fault for what happened? Who even is Mr. Cain, and what is he hiding? From the wreckage of her naivety and self-esteem, can Louise save her friendships and rebuild herself? Our love songs aren't telling the whole truth. How can this be? In this tale of vulnerability, adolescence and painful reckoning, the arrogance of youth demands a price. * "'You're what, Louise?' he asked. 'You're sorry? What am I supposed to do here? How can I turn this around? How can I tell you that everything you want and feel is reciprocated, when I have to go back to work and pretend none of it happened?' 'I don't know the answer!' I cried. 'Neither of us do.' I threw my hands up in defeat. He caught them before they could fall. 'But how do I go back to living without your words?' His voice became a whisper. He squeezed my fingers tightly, closing his eyes and bringing them to his chest. 'I need how you make me feel, Luiza. I need it to feel alive. I won't stay away. No one's made me feel this good before. And I can't stand myself for wanting what I want. What do I do?' I was a violin bow on the verge of splintering. Every inch of me pulsed with an ache that began from the marrow of my bones. Fate had brought us here. At this crossroads of ours, there were a hundred different choices to make. A thousand different lifetimes to choose from, stemming from and decided entirely by my next choice. And in the end, I chose incorrectly. I held his face between my hands, feeling the echoing pulse of his skin. I brought his face to mine. I kissed him."
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