Freckles
A brief encounter between two people for an hour; which led to much more than a conversation. // Short Story…
Detox
You will meet thousands of people within your own life time, none of them really ever touch you. Then you'll meet that one person and your whole life will be transformed forever.It will make you question everything. Some call it fate, but I prefer to it refer to it as destiny. The epiphany I experienced when my soul recognised his face took time. I felt this certainty that we had met before, déjà vu; it's an odd sensation to obtain.Especially in a different body. But your mind has been washed clear of any other memories.Recognition is a gift. You leave yourself.If love is the closest form of friendship that two spirits can possibly possess, what do you do when that's not enough? What happens when two people become entwined into one and it's still not enough? I don't know how to breathe oxygen that hasn't brushed his lips. I'm suffocating. My soul is the only thing that's keeping my feet on the ground anymore. I don't want to be selfish more than I already have to be. But I want to call check mate.Book II in the Intoxicated series…
Bare Silence
Sometimes those who keep quiet are the ones who are the most vulnerable to a different degree of danger. Lunetta never uttered a single word. She used to talk; she used to do a lot of things before she spent her summer abroad with him. She was never the same after that summer. He hadn't laid a single finger on her, and yet her eyes could never un see those images. Aidan didn't consume drugs, he made them to destroy other people. He was as addicted to money as they were to his products; he used Lunetta to get what wanted, he didn't expect to develop feelings for her. She had gone inter-railing by herself, but none of them really anticipated that one summer could change the shade of a beautiful girl into the remorse darkness that consumed her soul. Something happened that summer, she can't keep her mouth shut forever, or maybe she can?…
Intoxicated
You meet thousands of people and none of them really touch you ... Then you meet one person and your life is changed forever. Better or worse, that's your call. Char doesn't know how to escape yet, but she's decided that writing down her emotions is better than eroding on the inside. It's the only way she knows how to be with him again. Reflecting on her past is her task for now and piecing the puzzles board of her life and maybe even the people in it. If love is the closest form of friendship that two spirits can possibly possess, what do you do when that's not enough? What happens when two people become entwined into one and it's still not enough? She doesn't know how to breathe oxygen that hasn't brushed his lips, she's suffocating and there only seems to be one choice left. She's distracted by the presence of the caring people in her lives that sometimes she can become so consumed by the moment. She's trying to get her ahead around the fact that it all happened and it's not just a stimulation from her thoughts like they all try and convince her. She's trying to figure out who she really loves.…