Spring-green Wauconda

"Green eye color is the rarest color found around the world, and it is estimated that only around 2% of the world's population has green colored eyes." After Chloe Benson's ex cheated on her, she hated him. A lot. She hated everything about him. The way he talks, the way he walks, the way he speaks and many more. There was one thing that she hated most about him, however. His forest green eyes. Maybe that's why when she saw Brayden Nicholas, she gains an instant hatred for him. Just because he had the same shade of eyes just like her ex, forest green. Brayden, however, is the most-liked and popular boy in the school. He could not accept the fact that one simple girl, just as Chloe herself, hated him. And so, both parties had their very own missions. For Brayden: to make sure Chloe likes him, even as an acquaintance. For Chloe: to stay far away from Braydon and erase every possible memory of her ex. But after some twists here and there, can it really be done?

The day we took our engagement photos, the photographer said my smile looked a lot like my brother Wesley's. Stefani Lundberg, my fiancée, immediately had Wesley change into the same white tuxedo. "Perfect chance to get a few keepsake shots." When it was time to pick the photos, everyone crowded around Wesley's. Mom said he was born to wear a white tux. Dad said he looked more distinguished than me, the actual groom. Stefani studied the screen for a long moment, then pointed at a photo of Wesley looking back over his shoulder. "Let's put this one at the wedding reception. It looks great." I asked where my photo was supposed to go. Only then did she seem to remember I was there. "You and Wesley look so much alike. The guests won't even notice the difference. "Besides, he's never getting married. It's not every day he gets to wear a custom tux." I let out a quiet laugh. From the time we were kids, life had always been harder for Wesley. That meant I was the one who had to give in. If he wanted something, I was expected to hand it over. If he couldn't have it, neither could I. Even my wedding had to become the dream he never got. I slipped the only photo of Stefani and me out of the album. I was standing beside her, trying hard to smile. Now it felt like I was looking at strangers. Spring hadn't failed to come. I'd just spent too long standing in someone else's shadow, waiting for it. This time, I was done waiting.

Eighteen-year-old Winter Devereaux has always felt like an outsider in a world that refuses to understand her. As her birthday approaches, strange revelations begin to surface—her hidden identity masking her true nature and an icy prophecy linked to her destiny. Drawn north by whispers of secrets, she steps into a mysterious, frost-covered realm where shadows communicate and the air is thick with magic. There, she encounters the enigmatic Aaron Windermere, whose true intentions are shrouded in mystery. Together, they explore a landscape filled with concealed truths and lurking dangers, awakening feelings Winter never anticipated. Will they unravel the secrets before darkness consumes everything? Join Winter on an alluring journey where reality blurs and the line between friend and foe shifts.

WARNING CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT AND TRIGGERING SITUATIONS INCLUDING ABUSE, SUICIDE, AND RAPE ********************************** Blair Collins is a senior in high school with a long history of causing trouble. She is quite frankly over high school and just looking to have a fun time for her last year when an unexpected change happens at her school, a new and extremely attractive statistics teacher. Ms. Winters graduated at only sixteen and started teaching this year at the age of only twenty-two. Blair instantly takes a liking to her and accidentally wanders into her lawn drunk after a party one night. When both Blair and Ms. Winters start to develop a liking for one another will boundaries be crossed or will forbidden love prevail? It would seem that depends heavily on who finds out and how long their relationship can be kept secret. *********************************** She rolled her eyes turning me on even further "I think we both know this was bound to happen either way." "How do you figure?" I questioned slowly taking another sip of my drink She smiled confidently "Well Alice, I'd say there's been sexual tension between us from the moment I walked in for my first day of statistics, wouldn't you agree?" She was right "No." ********************************** Written By Morgan Giglio Cover designed by latteai on Fiverr

"Look into my eyes," commanded Green, the infamous Queen, the ruler of Vampires. "tell me, what do you see? I will give you wealth, fame, power, authority, even your deepest desire because why? I am a god. Reject me and all this things you shall have. Accept me," Zeus's eyes twitched as she closed the gap between them. "And I'll gladly make your life a living ." She pronounced in the most deadliest tone he had ever heard. But he smiled. He was supposed to be scared of her like everyone else in the Supernatural World, instead, he instantly fell to the trap of love. He was an ordinary Werewolf, she was a powerful Vampire and they were mates. He didn't mind he was mated to a ruthless Vampire Queen, all he wanted was to claim her. But how far can Zeus go in Green's living ? How much pain was he willing to suffer just to ignite love in her heart? And was he ever going to succeed in claiming his wild flower? Green, book one of the colour series.

Ten years after I accidentally crossed into the modern world, the system finally detected the glitch that was me. It was ready to send me back to the era I belonged to, but it gave me three days to say goodbye. On the first day, Corinne Whitford asked me to step aside so her childhood sweetheart could take my place at the altar. I did not cry or make a scene. I just smiled, slipped off my ring and handed it back to her. On the second day, she brought him home. She told me she was giving him a home. I did not argue, just stepped aside and let it happen. On the third day, she wanted to take him on a honeymoon to Wyndmere, the one place I had always dreamed of going. I helped her arrange everything, gentle as ever. When she stepped onto the train bound for Wyndmere, I turned and walked toward the road that would take me home. This ten-year dream had run its course. It was time to wake up.