Somewhere, beneath the hum of fluorescent lights in a half-forgotten corner of the library, three books sat side by side — unassuming in their spines but pulsing with electricity. They did not speak in words (they had exhausted language long ago). They spoke in memory.

The first breathed summer heat and the sharpness of choices that sting long after they're made. The second curled like steam arou...

What I Couldn’t Say:

This is a delightful and charmingly heartwarming story of a romance-to-be if only our protagonist, John can conquer his internal doubts and let down his armor in order to let Landon in. It’s a novel of discovery and a search for “the truth of who they are”. Sometimes it touched to close to home as if the writer was describing my inner doubts. However, I found it an enjoyable...

(Chapter 1)

The first day of high school was supposed to feel bigger.
 More exciting. More terrifying.
 Instead, it just felt...loud.

I tightened the straps of my backpack and kept my head down as I crossed the courtyard, dodging kids who already had someone to talk to and laugh with. Somewhere near the front steps, a group of volleyball players were goofing off, tossing a ball back and forth li...

(Prologue & Chapter 1)

Prologue

It all started as a normal summer. But of course, that’s how everything starts—normal and boring.

I probably shouldn’t have opened my story with that line. It’s clichéd, overused. But sometimes the truth wears a familiar face.

This is usually the part where the narrator launches into a long monologue about their life and all the tragic and brilliant thi...

"The stories I wrote weren't just fiction—they were armor."

-John Turner (MC of "What I Couldn't Say") (Interior Monologue)

"Some stories don't begin with a kiss. Some start in the quiet between two people who never meant to fall."

-Theo (MC of "The Light That F...

(Prologue & Chapter 1)

Prologue

Before the First Yes

The waves rolled in softly and slowly, the same way they always had.

But everything else had changed.

Jayden stood just beyond the dunes, barefoot in the early light, heart full of something he hadn’t let himself name for years. The wind teased the edges of his shirt. Far ahead, folding chairs lined the sand in a crooked arc. Cam waved wildly...

As the reunion drew to a close, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment and pride. Our family had come together, overcoming years of distance and misunderstanding. But I knew that this was just the beginning. To ensure that our bonds remained strong, we had to create new traditions and memories that would carry us into the future.

I proposed an idea to my family: a yearly reunion, each...

Beneath the stars, in twilight's gentle glow,

Where snowflakes dance, and whispering winds blow,

Amid the world that often feels unknown,

In your arms, my love, I've found my home.

Your warmth, a haven from the winter's chill,

Each heartbeat shared, a moment's time stood still,

In laughter's echo, in a tender sigh,

With you, my love, the world feels right, not awry.

The fire's glow, ...

Ethan had always dreamed of a simple, happy life in his small apartment in the heart of the city. It wasn’t much, but it was home. He shared it with his loyal dog, Max, who had been his companion through thick and thin. They had been through a lot together, but this Christmas was proving to be their hardest yet.

The eviction notice had come without warning, a cruel blow just days before Christmas...

The snowstorm had been raging for hours, transforming the quaint town of Pineville into a silent, white wilderness. Christmas lights struggled to pierce through the thick veil of falling snow, casting a muted glow on the streets. Inside the cozy warmth of the Mitchell family home, Emily Mitchell’s heart pounded with both anxiety and unspoken love. Tom, her husband, was scheduled to catch a flight ...