Stories

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 poem Anthology about pain and suffering.

Daniel was a normal boy, but ever since he met a black unicorn his life has changed. Now with his father dead, he was forced to move back in with his mom, and start at a new school. Life is never easy for the new kid. Especially when dealing with psycho self-appointed gods and demons.

2007 Fairy Tale Anthology -- needs tags, pics(W. Randy Haynes is the author)

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

Everyone has a unique and different experience when it comes to the life. Everyone has their ups and downs, highs and lows. No-one is unaffected. Allow us to share our experiences with you. Perhaps, we might have a thing or two in common. Maybe we'd be able to help you understand the feelings that you couldn't quite put into words. Maybe reading the stories will make you feel less alone. We can't guarantee that our stories will be little more than words on your screen, much like being able to guarantee anything during these tough times.

This is our love letter to you. We hope you can find some meaning in it.

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

This is a story of demonic possession, which is ruining a man’s life, his profession, and his marriage. It is a also a story of love and loyalty, as his husband leaves no stone unturned, in his quest to exorcise the demon.

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.

a poem