❝A dark stream of black hair spilled over her shoulders, lighter than air and softer than water, bordering her luminous face. Light danced across pleasingly symmetrical features, deep blue eyes welling up with unshed tears, urging to be released. Victoria, the name on the tip of my tongue, the name of the girl whose...
Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to fi...
Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishe...
One bridge. Two guys. Three secrets. Four therapists. Five attempts. Six months. Seven bad habits. Eight family meetings. Nine visits. Ten cuts. One death. Spiritual #4
❝We were both just two messed up kids with pasts and the power to move forward.❞ Eric Wilson. He was gorgeous. He was the quarterback. He was smart. He was perfect. He was an addict. He didn’t want to be that person anymore, though, so when he moved across the country for college, he stopped...well, tried to. All E...