Stories

An old man prepares for death, surrounded by his family. He is ready to be reunited with his soulmate, but nothing is as simple as we want it to be.

17-year-old Amy Bauer moves into a different house with her mother, to a different state, and the worst of all -- a different school. Amy is overweight & her self-esteem gets lower & lower with each passing day. Then on her first day of school, she sees HIM -- the guy she knows she'll hate for the rest of her life, Luke Russell, "The Leader of the Hyena Pack."

A collection of poems on the rocky and winding path to love.

Jerome, a bored accountant, and Rob, a window washer, meet under surprising circumstances.

Ignoring his dad’s sermon, a new sensation gripped him. He had the uncanny perception of someone watching him. Initially he just shrugged the sensation aside, but it just grew more persistent. Eventually he looked about until . . . . . . eyes, eyes watching me, beautiful brown eyes. My god he’s looking straight at me. He . . . he’s beautiful . . . those lips . . . cupids bow, so, so kissable . . . he, he has the face of an angel . . . oh my god . . .

The angel winked.

Kyo Tatsuya is a painter who has refused to see his lover for two months, while he prepares his final exhibition as a student of Geidai. He tries to understand the meaning of love while he does this, trying to define the word itself in relation to his own relationships, especially the one he values the most, his love for Ryuu Shin.

Erin is a seventeen year old guy with an interesting, if sad, past. Unfortunately, the only things that can distract him from that past - a rebel among rebels and a necklace that's not a necklace - end up being the very things that lead him back to it. Erin's curiosity might meet its match with the secret he uncovers, but that might just be a good thing.

After all, the past may be set in stone, but the future is what you make it.

This is the story about my first love some years ago.

When Christopher woke up he was normal, before the sun set that day, he was so much more.