*Updates most Mondays*Book Two in the Darien Grace Chronicles"I couldn't hear the music. I knew that it was pulsing all around me, I could feel it vibrate through the air, but I couldn't hear it. I hadn't been able to hear it for a while now. I just couldn't. I hadn't set foot near a piano in nearly three weeks. The music didn't matter. What was the point of it anyway? Music was a distraction. Music was a curse."…
*Written in 2014*Book One in the Darien Grace ChroniclesHe was my siren song and all other melodies just seemed to pale in comparison.…
DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading.**Excerpt**"Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze."You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level.Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...…
A short story based in East Texas surrounding a distant cousin and a tragedy in the past of a small town.…
In a future society, the length of your life is determined by the number of heartbeats you have left--counting down, every second of every day, from the allotted 2,000,000,000. Most never even reach that number, trading beats for basic essentials. Avyanna has already surpassed that number ten times over. She and her troublesome group of Sybarites throw "tricks" to clash against the standards set by society, burning through hundreds of thousands of beats--chasing death. How close will Vynne and her Sybarites come to Zeroing-Out?…