Rainstorm

Venita manages Jan’s cyber store from her cozy houseboat, but after a heated argument, she storms out into the cold night to think. She’s torn between quitting and her growing feelings for Jan. When a man attacks her, Jan—who’d followed her—shoots him dead, then forces Venita's prints on the gun, blackmailing her into joining a secret vigilante group. Now Venita must find a way to escape before it’s too late.

With two kids to support and no help from their deadbeat father, Tiffany is incarcerated for writing bad checks during desperate moments in her life in less-than-lenient Texas. Then she meets Detention Officer Vicki Noréz and life suddenly seems too good to be true. Until the officer shows her dark side.

Nasty rumors are swirling around Noah. He got used to having others judge him by this unfair gossip, so he has put an end to him and his personal life. Ethan is hunted by his past, so he’s diligently trying to avoid any kind of close relationship. It seems like they have no common ground and certainly have no reason to be interested in each other. But ‘Devil’s Eye’ clears things up.

This poem questions Fic.fan's attempt to monetize storytelling in a world already filled with free and passionate creators.

In the world, where any touch is concidered mauvais ton, I want to touch you... forever.

A rich imagination is not always capable of bringing benefits to a person. Sometimes he slowly goes crazy, even stopping communicating with other people for a long time. The guy understands this, but, nevertheless, he is not able to contain his fantasies. That is why he suffers from them.

I will take out of jail the man who has terrified Greystadt for years, and I will do it for one purpose. It won't be easy, but I don't give a shit. It's every man for themselves.

Alpha and Omega: Destruction and/or Rebirth in the Omegaverse - current issues move us towards new understanding. Disclosure of problems in the Omegaverse and their relevance in the modern world.

We were doing silly things, Drinking the remnants of wisdom with tea.

What was happening between us was not love. Animal passion, the desire to subjugate and rule. Forced attachment of one lonely person to another even more lonely. An attempt to survive and find support in a shaky reality. “…but you know, I love that about you. And what I also love about you is that you don’t idealize me or flatter me. Funny, right? I literally love you because you don't love me. Even if you don't love me, I will love you for both of us. And you can love music.”