Tears spilled out around us as women held their lovers, now soldiers, tight one last time. Many of these men wouldn’t see daylight again, and they knew it. They were off the the trenches, where if they didn’t die, they’d by scarred for life, physically and mentally.

Maisy had escorted Theodore to the train station, though she told her self she did so only as a loyal childhood friend. But every la...

“Why’d you call a family meeting?” Greta questions. She can’t keep the annoyance out of her tone. Afterall, she had just gotten home and immediately corralled to the table. Bell can’t blame her. She’s also wondering why this has to happen so suddenly.

Her family tree project triggered her mom. But why? Has the guilt of keeping secrets finally gotten to her? It is hard to decipher. Her mother has...

I’ll never forget the first time I told Tech that I loved him. It was while we were on a mission and I was corned by two inquisitors. I had escaped but at the expense of losing my right leg from the knee down.

I blacked out as I was walking and I saw him running toward me. I gave a weak smile and felt myself nearly hit the ground, but I didn’t. He caught me. As I was waking up in the barracks I sa...

On a warm summer evening, the air was thick with the scent of blooming flowers and the sound of laughter from a nearby cafe. Emily walked down the cobblestone path, her mind preoccupied with thoughts of her upcoming move to another city. She had lived in this town her whole life, but a new job opportunity awaited her, and she couldn’t pass it up.

As she strolled, lost in her thoughts, she almost ...

Laying in the dim morning light, my body sore and aching, I glance over at the boy next to me.

His eyes are shut, bruises and still-healing gashes covering his body and leading beneath his clothing.

Attempting to sit up, I wince and groan; my noise accidentally wakes him.

"J.. Julian?" he croaks weakly, and I move to help him sit up as well.

"Yes, Cas. I'm here."

This makes him relax just a l...

The coffee shop is uncomfortably quiet and unbusy, a thunderstorm tearing its way through New York streets beyond the window. Julia and Wes have been split up for quite some time, but when he sends one of his handwritten letters, smelling like vanilla, enclosed with a flower, how can she possibly say no? How sweet he is.

Julia isn't cold. She doesn't fight or yell. After all, she hasn't been mist...

“Regret is a strong emotion,” I muttered, not wanting to answer his statement. “Maybe what your feeling it the fear of guilt. Regret leads us to do the right thing. Guilt leads us to do reckless acts. And the fear of it leads to destructive behavior.

“But I love you Amira!”

“You matter think that, but that’s because you have never experienced real love before.”

“Amira how could you!” He pleaded wi...

The forest was quiet and the day was bright. Like most times, this was how things looked right before things turned bad. No one was expecting what was coming. There was only the unusual sense of peace remnant, and that seemed to unsettle people most of all.

No one could sleep the night before. We’d all finished a long battle against our enemies with much casualty. You’d be lucky to even make it ...

Cassius waited for Griffin at the diner where they first met. He didn’t have his kids to back him up this time. In short, Cassius was terrified to tell Griffin how he felt. He drew in a deep breath as he saw Griffin’s motorcycle. Cas offered a smile and a welcoming wave. Griffin walked up with his signature smirk that had everyone falling for him. “Shall we?”

He opened the door for Cassius like a ...

“I knew I’d regret it if I didn’t say it now.”

You are my best friend,

(Quite obviously)

we both hate following trends,

and you’re always there for me.

I’d always regret the days

when we never spoke,

not a word, not a gaze.

Where syllables turned to smoke.

You know that we used to speak,

the last year we didn’t.

We rebuilt the streak

of talking, though. It’s evident.

You are my best friend,

I ...