The black stage Dark brown hair, she looks at me."Are you okay?" I ask. I ask her, and she just looks at me. Her eyes, not sure and she kind of looks down. New York, such a big city. She's okay, though. She's just tired and sometimes. She plays the piano just a little. Thin and beautiful pulling at her toe points. "The stage is happiness" The light shining from the stage, She loves pirouettes and She looks beautiful while doing them. Spotting the left corner of the stage. "I'm so happy you're here"

A curated collection of fiction that moves with your mood. From tender, slow-burn romances to interactive reader’s-choice tales where every decision shifts the outcome, and quiet, gripping mysteries that linger long after the final page — these stories explore love, tension, and the beautiful complexity of human connection. Whether you crave heart-fluttering moments or the thrill of uncovering secrets, there’s a story here waiting to pull you in.

Willow Harris returns from the Army to a life divided between her ambitious mother’s world and her pastor father’s strict Southern family. Rising through law enforcement to the FBI’s BAU, she excels at catching killers while hiding secrets about her identity, love, and past. As family scandals, buried trauma, and a calculating predator close in, Willow must confront the truth she’s spent years avoiding — before the life she built collapses from beneath her.

A running collection of short, clear notes on the hardest questions in origins research. Focus: abiogenesis (life from non-life) and macro-evolution (new body plans, new organs, and molecule-to-man transitions). No appeals to authority. No storytelling disguised as evidence. Only what has actually been observed, repeated, and falsified in the lab or the honest admission when it has not. Data first. The burden of proof stays where it belongs.

"Drugs” "Thank you sir, I am ever so gracious for your kindness". He walks away, There’s a mirror across the room. The Red tile stands out. "I can't see you" she says. "I'm seeing someone else". "Why do you have these parties" ? "Because you're desperate?" She asks. My latte is getting cold. You know the market, It's only across the street. "I know" "I don't want to go too far" "Why"? Because of the man that just walked away.

Just a collection of my interests and thoughts. Research stuff i do like biology, psychology, sometimes chemistry, and all mostly theoretical studies.

A collection of my short stories. random stuff mostly, but all with the same time and effort put in. :)

My collection of different poems and sonnets I write of my own, depending on topic

Xethos Lands is a post-apocalyptic, cyberpunk, and monster-hunting world steeped in long-forgotten divine influences. At the end of the Second God War, or what became known as the Shattered War, for indeed the gods shattered the known land of Elythria into two continents that have since become known as Thulmhu and Jotagoria. There is a third island continent known as Kwazur, a volcanic island where only a very small population lives, and no one has really visited before the shattering. Very few know of its existing post-shattering.

I'm here to bring up women's health and the lack of research being put into it. Are you tired from the issues and pains that women go through? If so, I am too. Conditions like endometriosis, pcos, even menopause seem to be a mystery to most doctors and health providers.

A space for reflections on life, relationships, faith, and personal growth. Shadow writes to help readers feel seen, heard, and inspired through thoughtful, motivational, and authentic storytelling.

A struggling private driver in California hustles for clients while navigating awkward rides, bad timing, and an unexpected connection with someone who might just change his route in life.