Reviewed in "Read It 'Cause It's Teen Fic" By The RoundTable. "Whatever you do, don't crack. If you crack, you fail. " Cracking means you're breaking. You're falling apart. But sometimes, you have to fall apart in order to fall together. *********************************** Zeenath has secrets. Things she's trying to hide, things she's trying to run away from. But that's hard to do when everything around her reminds her of what she's lost. She's been running. Running from her past. Running in the park, concentrating on one foot in front of the other. It's how she silences her mind. But when she meets another group of teenagers in college, she learns everyone has their demons. No matter how much she tries to hide her own, someone always finds out. And the dark, probing eyes of the silent, dark-haired Damian aren't making things any easier for her... Will Zeenath learn to let others into her life again? Will she find friendship, and in the process, find herself? Told in a series of journal entries and letters, join Zeenath on a heartwarming story about friendship, love, and loss. Because you're never too old to learn to let go and smile. Because people change...but memories never do.

This book is Completed --------------(student/teacher) "What if I told you he can't make you feel as good as I can?" Before I know it he pulls me into him. When his lips touch mine my first instinct is to kiss him back. His lips are so soft as they expertly move on mine. Mr. Morgan's hand moves to the back of my neck for better access as I run my fingers through his hair. He groans softly in my mouth as we continue our kiss. I feel like electricity is shooting through my whole body, begging me for more. Mr. Morgan seems to understand this need as his other hand grabs my waist and pulls me to him. I'm in a daze, drinking in his touch, his lips, his tongue as it meets my own. I've never been kissed this way, so hungry and passionate. A moan escapes my lips as Mr. Morgan presses me against the nearest wall, he moves down as he kisses my neck. His moves are desperate, enticing, it draws me in like a moth to the flame. Then I remember that he's my teacher, and I'm his student, and I have a boyfriend... ------------------------------------ Livia has it all great boyfriend, great friends, and a new teacher. When her senior year of high school goes wrong, starting with her boyfriend, she learns that there's no such thing as the perfect life. Even though she was living that facade for so long. Shawn is a History teacher with a past, he just can't help himself when it comes to Livia. But his past might come back to bite him in the ass. Not to mention the consequences of liking your student. ---------------- #wattys2017

If you asked anyone who Gwyneth Barrett is, they'd have a lot of things to say about her. Her classmates at her preppy high school would tell you that she's a perfect role model, but her friends in Brooklyn would call her haunted. If one described Ezekiel Branson they'd call him a quiet and observant child of a multimillionaire family- who was blessed with devilishly good looks and a fine taste for fashion. Their school peers only see one side to each of them, never knowing the truth behind the masks. Being the children of two wealthy families comes with many secrets. Wealth isn't as glamorous as one would hope. The two have hardly crossed paths, until their father's decide to make a business deal, throwing their eighteen year old children's lives onto the same track. Neither Ezekiel or Gwyneth are who they seem. Nothing would be the same after they meet and secrets are revealed, and lives are destroyed on the Upper East Side of New York. They are the perfect Duet Of Deceit. ________________ TDOD will contain sensitive subjects and materials. Refer to the introductory for the list of warnings. R18+ Due to the nature variants of plot. STARTED: 28th Feb 2022 A chapter will be posted weekly. ONGOING ________________ To some, words are words. To Gwyneth Barrett, those big and scary words are the ones that follow her into her sleep. In school they teach you to say 'no' in dangerous situations, or when you are denying consent. Saying no has never been an option for Gwyneth. That's a luxury that she doesn't get, no matter the cost of her own sanity and wellbeing. What her father wills, goes. The monster creates those big and scary words.

Let me tell you something about myself. Hi, I'm Candace, Candace Russo. Sometimes in life you have bad luck, right? It happens, we've all been there done that, no big deal. You know when you're in a situation where something bad happens to you because you are unlucky, not because you did something wrong, it wasn't your fault. You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I escaped a life and a marriage with a trouble man, only to come to New York to face it again, with someone else. And I can truly say that the past came back to bite me in the goddamn ass. James Barnes X OC This story contains 18+ content. ....

Hi, my name is Melissa. I've never considered myself a strong person, but I didn't realize that at the time. I always struggled to keep a job, never really understanding why happiness seemed so elusive. I thought I was content, unaware that I was, in fact, struggling. I know what you might be thinking, but please, keep reading. Something happened to me during my first year of working at 16 that changed my life forever. It hurt me in ways I couldn't fully comprehend, and while that pain has lessened over time, it shaped the person I've become-someone stronger than I ever imagined I could be. What I thought would destroy me instead pushed me to move to another country, a place where I barely knew the language. At just 24 years old, despite my parents' concerns and their insistence that I shouldn't go alone, I embarked on this journey by myself. Up until then, I had often hidden behind my parents, relying on them to face the world for me. But the events of my past forced me to confront life head-on. I didn't realize it at the time, but I was hiding from the world, keeping my head down, and avoiding the challenges that came my way. But now, I'm ready to share my story, lift my head, and face the world with courage. It's been a journey full of unexpected twists, and I promise you-it's going to get interesting.

To love is a choice! But it is more than that for Zee Pruk Panich. It was his life's mission. He had a successful career, family, and friends, but one thing was missing. By now, he thought he would be married and have a home bursting with children. But that is impossible without the man of his dreams. He was approaching thirty, and the person who would complete him and make him a better man had not appeared in his life yet. He often wondered if his lifemate knew just how much he needed him. How unfair it was to make him wait so long. Where is he? NuNew Chawarin Perdpiriyawong, a twenty-year-old prodigy. He is a licensed Cardiothoracic Surgeon in America. He completed his schooling in Thailand and was refused entrance into university due to his age. He was only nine years old. His parents knew their son was exceptional and took him to America, where he could become all he was meant to. Now that he has accomplished his dream, he is back in Thailand, ready to start his life. He had a promising future now. NuNuew was unique. He was the light, the one that would save the world. His siblings have found their mates, but where was the man he was supposed to spend the rest of his life with? But was there such a man who would accept all that NuNew was? Could they even understand him? Could he accept his proclivities? The gods said yes, but he was not so sure. Would his lifemate choose to Love or Not?

"Being away from you was unbearable," Isaiah confessed. "I couldn't focus on anything," he took a pause before continuing "What happened to my letter? I hope it is not somewhere in the trash," Isaiah said playfully, though his eyes betrayed his seriousness. Susan remained silent, bowing her head. "Susan, answer me," Isaiah urged gently. Susan blushed and looked down, "You are such an idiot." "I agree with that," Isaiah admitted. "Me, coming here and waiting for you, it has to mean something," she said, looking away from him. "Hey, I might be an idiot, but I can still understand what you feel" "Then why don't you understand it without me having to say it outright?" --- In the bustling heart of New York City, Evelyn Mae entered the world on a crisp autumn day. Born into a middle-class family, Evelyn was the youngest of four siblings, with one brother and two sisters who adored her. Her siblings, all married and thriving in their own lives, often reminisced about their mischievous yet cherished childhood days together. Evelyn, being the baby of the family, was particularly doted upon. Growing up, Evelyn was the apple of her parents' eyes. Her mischievous antics were often met with gentle reprimands and warm smiles, for she brought an unparalleled joy to their lives but it soon came to an end when her parents died in an accident. One afternoon at her uncle's house, Evelyn sat at the kitchen table when a sudden realization struck her-she wanted to become a doctor. Determined to pursue her dream, she enrolled in medical school, sharing an apartment with her childhood best friend, Susan. They attended the same college and bonded over a few shared classes. Susan's unwavering support and their late-night talks kept Evelyn motivated through the grueling demands of medical school. Years later, Evelyn graduated with honors, her dream fulfilled, ready to embrace the future.

I gasped for breath as I jolted and sat up in bed. My t-shirt was drenched with sweat. I wiped the back of my hand against my forehead as I checked the table clock. 4:30 am, it read. I buried my head in my hands as tears rolled down my cheeks. I couldn't live this failure of a life any more. It had to end.. On the outside, Melissa Crawford looked like everyone else, an absolutely normal girl. But was she? Having lost her father in a car accident, with a below average performance at school and having just given away her own baby at the age of 16, she surely wasn't okay. The demons of depression ate away at her soul, day and night. Living like a robot, she felt trapped inside her own body. Her mind controlled her. She struggled to find a way out. But was she successful? Did she manage to escape in time? This is the story of a girl, depressed and in the dire need of help. Can she escape the tricks her own mind is playing on her? Can she save herself? Or will she give up? Read on to know more. NOTE: if anyone is suffering from problems similar to the protagonist of this story, please do talk to someone about it who will be there for you through thick and thin. Though this story might in a way help you find your way too, I strongly suggest you seek medical help if you or anyone you know shows suicidal tendencies. I just need all of you to know that everyone is special in their own way. Love yourself. Love your surroundings. There is so much to look forward to in life. Be happy :-) Highest rank: #269 in short story

A healer. A survivor. A victim of profound injustice. How does someone who has dedicated their life to helping others find the strength to heal themselves after losing everything? In December 2019, I woke up in a psychiatric hospital following a suicide attempt. A simple conversation with another patient sparked a shift within me-a glimmer of clarity that would change the course of my life. But how did I end up there? What devastation could drive a loving spouse, a therapist, and a lifelong survivor to the edge of despair? This book unravels the journey that led me to that breaking point and how I found the strength to keep living. My story is one of triumph and tragedy-of overcoming paralyzing shyness and social anxiety to become a psychotherapist, only to have my life shattered by unimaginable injustice. Between 2000 and 2006, I lost everything I had built: my home, my career, my community, and the love that once gave my life meaning. The destruction was sudden, like a meteor crashing down, and the aftermath left me in ruins. Worse still, the world condemned me as a villain when I was only ever a victim. But this is not just a story of loss. It is a story of survival, of how I faced the darkness and chose to keep living. It is a testament to how love, hope, and the power of connection can guide us through even the longest night. Through this memoir, I share not only my pain but also my triumphs-the moments of joy, love, and meaning that kept me fighting for life. I write this book for anyone who has ever felt unseen, unheard, or unjustly condemned. I write it to show that healing is possible, that our stories matter, and that no matter how broken we feel, there is always a path forward. This is my story. But it is also a story of hope-for you, for me, and for anyone who has ever longed for justice, healing, and love.