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...

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...

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...

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...

Some words I wrote.

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...

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...

❝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...

Under shades of the tungsten gold

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...