[name_f]Catherine[/name_f] is going through a depressive episode after losing her only son to a heroin overdose. [name_m]Thomas[/name_m] is haunted by the thought of the girl he killed in a hit-and-run. [name_u]Jo[/name_u] is the only one out of four siblings who cares for their mother suffering from dementia. [name_u]Jordan[/name_u] was diagnosed with a brain tumor on their 18th birthday.
When the four of them first meet in the hospital parking lot, it seems like they couln’t be more different from each other. But as destiny keeps throwing them together again and again, they notice it’s not just a recent connection to death that they have in common, but a mystery that runs way deeper than either of them could have imagined.
She’s known at Liola Academy as the quietest girl in Year 5. She’s also (maybe) the most powerful person in the universe. The only problem is that in her world, magic is a crime punishable by death, and Liola Academy is a school especially designed to quell any uprising against the death-to-magic law. But when the most popular girl in school disappears without a trace, Nour might be the only person who can get her back. Can she find the courage to face her greatest fears and wake The Mage Within?
She left home on her eighteenth birthday and didn’t look back, determined to make a name for herself.
He was the youngest sibling, forced to stay in the small town he grew up in and take care of his aging parents.
Both of them knew how their lives would play out for them.
Neither of them expected what happened next.
Logically, they should have never met.
But in the face of tragedy, they both must summon the courage to face the truth of Hollow Ground.
“Of course I could teach you,” she said, jumping down from the table with a grace clumsy little me could only dream of, and for a moment there must have been a ridiculous beam of hope in my eyes. I wasn’t completely without talent! I could learn to dance like she does! “I could teach a gorilla,” she added with a frown, “so yeah, I think I could teach you. It’s not rocket science.”
Before I knew what was happening she was holding my right hand in her left, her right tightly placed behind my shoulder, pulling me close. Never before had I been this close to the girl I adore. Never before had we touched. Unable to think about anything else, I hardly noticed her moving the both of us, swirling me around like it’s nothing. When we came to a halt I felt like dancing with her was all I had ever done in my life, and yet it hadn’t been long enough. It felt like we were one.
And yet she let go like it was nothing, leaving me flustered and staring. “See? Not rocket science.”
I remember her picking up her bag, turning even that mundane of a movement into a work of art with her body. “Same place, same time, next week,” she said before she left. And that was when, for the first time ever, she smiled at me. “I’ll teach you alright, gorilla kid!”
“[name_m]Don[/name_m]'t wait up!” The six year old girl yelled at her friend before running away, laughing, as her friend ran after her with a grin.
“[name_m]Don[/name_m]'t wait up!” The eleven year old boy called to his friend as his mom’s car pulled up to pick him up from school, his friend waving goodbye.
“[name_m]Don[/name_m]'t wait up!” The fourteen year olds grinned at each other as they walked up the steps to the high school on their first day.
“[name_m]Don[/name_m]'t… wait… up…” The seventeen year old boy panted, blood gushing from his side, staining the girl’s leggings as she knelt by his side.
“[name_m]Don[/name_m]'t wait up.” She whispered, before walking away from the fresh grave and her best friend.
[name_u]Kendall[/name_u]'s used to playing someone she’s not. Or, more accurately, she’s used to others playing her as someone she’s not. Used to having her control ripped from her mind, forced to speak and act however the entity controlling her chooses. In her world, the land within the shadows of the human world, that’s what those in power do – use the physical talents of those less used to resisting control to fight the petty wars between their territories right under the noses of the humans. Talents like [name_u]Kendall[/name_u]'s supernatural agility and strength.
That’s in the past, though. She escaped. Now she attends a middle school where she’s made friends, both with humans and with others who are secretly like her. And her favorite pastime is controlling characters who aren’t struggling to escape, who feel real without being real. She’s in control, now, and knows what it’s like to act and move in another’s body under her control.
And occasionally she finds herself accidentally slipping into others, their minds, controlling them. Outside of the games where there are no fears of truly destroying hundreds of lives. She’s cultivated the gift of will existing alongside her other talents. And when a battle from her old life bleeds into the human world, threatening her new home, she may need to exercise this gift even as she remembers what it’s like to be as helpless as those she now controls.
There was nothing particularly peculiar about the [name_m]Benson[/name_m] family or their manor. It looked like every other oversized house atop the hill on the richer side of town. That didn’t stop the neighborhood kids from feeling uneasy when the rode their bikes by; it didn’t stop other townsfolk from talking in hushed, accusatory voices whenever the Bensons were around. Something was strange at the [name_m]Benson[/name_m] manor, but nobody could have guessed the truth.
My feet raced past every memory I had ever lived. They’re right behind you. Soon you’ll be a memory, a voice whispered into my ear. I shook off the pain in my gut, daring to look back. Two white men on horseback chased me, scowling and shouting. The wind whipped at my face as I ran barefoot down the cobblestone path. The forest! I thought, as a carpet of trees appeared at the bottom of the hill. With the very last in me, I soared down the hillside, panting, my body a heavy weight on my soul. Suddenly, a thing like a biting snake latched around my ankle. My body slammed onto the rock beneath me as I caught a glance of the whip that had stopped me. A pain erupted through my body as a heavy boot came down on my back. And then I felt nothing.
As Far As Eye [name_m]Can[/name_m] See
[name_u]November[/name_u] [name_m]Burns[/name_m] had an amazing life. She was pretty, popular, and sweet. Your typical cool girl without the attitude. She deserved all the happiness in the world, but what came her way was just the opposite. [name_u]November[/name_u] was blinded in a tragic accident, her face covered in ugly scars. The friendly world she once knew turned against her. She shut everyone out and now must face depression and anxiety along with blindness. As she battles with her new disability, she must learn to trust people, because she cant face the truth alone. Her life from now on will be hard, but beauty is about more than what’s on the outside.
With [name_f]Every[/name_f] Last Word
Many people enjoy reading and many do not. Some read newspapers, some read novels, some read poetry, but one thing nearly everyone, readers or not, have in common is they don’t appreciate the true power of words. But [name_m]Rony[/name_m] [name_m]Woods[/name_m] and [name_u]Ember[/name_u] Sayle are different. They both have the gift of words. [name_m]Rony[/name_m] is the writer, and [name_u]Ember[/name_u] is the reader. They connected through their dreams, and now are trying to find eachother. But [name_m]Rony[/name_m]’s parents won’t let her leave, they believe it’s to dangerous. [name_u]Ember[/name_u] must find his writer before they lose their connection forever…
Whirl
[name_f]Ellen[/name_f] [name_m]Markus[/name_m] had a typical life. Sleep, eat, study, repeat. She had her work cut out for her, at home and in her parent’s general store. Sweep, dust, scrub… Her passion, though, was reading - especially fantasy. Her grandmother’s library is her escape, where she can forget the boredom of life and live a life of excitement and adventure. Her greatest wish is to live in the stories, literally. However, everything changes when her parents are in a terrible accident and [name_f]Ellen[/name_f] must now live with her grandmother. When she finds a diamond ring hidden in a mysterious old book and is swept away into a world full of dragons and mermaids, her perspective is entirely changed. Her only problem - how can she return to [name_f]Earth[/name_f]?
A Storybook Life
Everything has gone wrong. Or at least that’s what it feels like to [name_u]Paxton[/name_u] when their best friend of 10 years suddenly moves away, leaving a void behind. [name_m]Just[/name_m] when things begin to feel hopeless, they decide it’s time to face their biggest fear and branch out to form other relationships. When unexpectedly sucked into the lives and troubles of four new companions, [name_u]Paxton[/name_u] discovers the true meaning of sonder, and that the things we never share with our friends are sometimes the most important. No person is a cliché and no life is a storybook.
Okay this is way long ago, but I have to say that this would be suuuuuuuch a cool book!!! I DEMAND THAT YOU WRITE IT!!!
… … … … … … … … …Jk. I’m not a psycho. But still. That would be so cool.
What was really the right thing to do (this was the original one that caramel107 had put):
[name_f]Jane[/name_f] [name_f]Lauren[/name_f]’s daughter died. In fact, [name_f]Jane[/name_f]’s daughter was murdered. By a local gang. Because of the day that [name_f]Jane[/name_f] lost her cat. It all started behind the dumpster, when she found the black duffel bag while looking for Snuffles. She should have turned around and ran- black duffel bags behind dumpsters are generally nothing good- but she turned it in to the police, and they tracked it back to the ____ [insert gang name here]. But they couldn’t get everybody, and the remainders are what shot her daughter. She brought down part of a gang, at the expense of her daughter’s life. What was really the right thing to do?
There Must Have Been Something
In [name_f]Nora[/name_f]’s world there are those who remember, and those who forget. She has been cursed with forgetfulness, though as far as her family knows, the Paisleys have always been remembers. [name_f]Nora[/name_f] has lived her whole expecting disappointment as she witnesses so much beauty, only to know the memories will soon slip away. Her family has deigned her as useless, but it doesn’t matter how her family treats her because [name_f]Nora[/name_f] sees them as strangers every time she comes down for breakfast. All she can remember is that she is a forgetful, and it will always be that way. Her life changes forever one foggy morning when a past memory forces itself in to her mind. [name_f]Nora[/name_f] knows she has to help the shadowy figure in the vision, and remembering is the key to saving her kingdom of Wonderwell. [name_f]Nora[/name_f] knows there must have been something she once knew that could save her. Something the people below are hiding from her. For her and her fellow forgetfuls, every scrap of information is a treasure, and every memory a path to victory.
Next title: Secrets and Sand Dunes
Lyra had always been told her city was the last one left, that the vast desert surrounding them was the rest of the world. She had always believed it too until the night she saw a mysterious figure on the horizon. [name_f]Lyra[/name_f] ventures further and further beyond the city every day, searching for the person she had seen. As she gets closer to uncovering the truth, [name_f]Lyra[/name_f] unearths secrets from a past that my have been better off forgotten, and a force that will stop at nothing to keep them hidden.
A Safer Nowhere
The Underground had never been safe, but it was where he called home. [name_m]Efrain[/name_m] had a gift for navigating a life surrounded by vigilantes, mercenaries and other ambiguous characters, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. But when a shady group arrives claiming to be from a foreign city, and even more absurd, that they are going to overthrow the Authorities, he is suspicious. In a place where he was taught to trust no one, everyone seems to be entranced by the visitors. Soon, division erupts as alliances are made and the darkness holds more chaos and betrayal than ever. [name_m]Will[/name_m] a shadowy revolution finally take hold after all these years? And more importantly, is he ready to pick a side that will spell out his fate and possibly everyone else’s?
Next: Key To A [name_m]Crow[/name_m] or if that’s too abstract then Last First