#novella

It be more a feeling. Something swirls out in the beyond, something unnatural. It’s the reason so few venture to these worlds. The black spaces are a part of it, pieces unraveling pulling apart. We’ve come too far, waited too long to turn back now. Only death awaits us here. ↗

— Jennifer Silverwood

#qeya #sci-fi #ya-novella #death

Every girl should have at least one wild fling on her resumé. ↗

— Donna Cummings

#romance #romantic-comedy #romantic

Back on the ferry, I sip some vodka on the rocks and have a chat with God. Me: (desperately) What the *&%$# am I going to do? God: Me: (surprised) Really? After all those Sundays of being a back up singer for Jesus, you got nothing to say? God: Me: (humbly) Help me out here. ↗

— Lexis De Rothschild

#lexis-de-rothschild #novella #sailing #love

Life, like love, holds many secrets for us to discover. Some we unearth early on. Others take us most of our days to stumble upon, even though they are hidden in plain sight. ↗

— Roy L. Pickering Jr.

#life

Not as much as it bothers me that you just grabbed me without even trying to warn me first. If you’re trying to undo ages of prejudice, maybe you should start by acting civil. ↗

— Jennifer Silverwood

#qeya #sci-fi #ya-novella #age

My heart is strong, I will not fail, I won't be wronged, I will prevail. ↗

— Alexandra Lanc

#lyrics-of-the-heart #novellas #poetry #real-life #real-life-struggle

What was the point of starting a new life if she did everything the same as her old one? ↗

— Donna Cummings

#romance #romantic-comedy #life

I am the Captain of my own life. ↗

— Lexis De Rothschild

#fiction #humor #novella #offbeat #page-turner

History is not a nightmare from which I am trying to awaken, but rather, a glorious tale which I wish to be cast in. ↗

— Pietros Maneos

#history #italian-pleasures #italy #maneos #novella

I’m not your boyfriend!” I snapped, trying to gently move her hands away from my body. “How can you say that?” Sara asked in horror. “It’s shockingly effortless,” I replied. “My vocal chords vibrate, and my mouth and tongue articulate. I can even do it without thinking.” I had to remind myself to stay calm, and sarcasm was the best way to do that. “When are you going to give me a key to your house so I don’t have to knock like some guest?” Sara asked, coming at me again. I backed away. “How about never? Is never good for you?” Sara, undeterred, said, “You’re the reason I go to therapy on Fridays.” “The plot thickens!” Gabby exclaimed for comedic relief. ↗

— Laura Kreitzer

#fiction #funny #gabriella-moretti #humor #joseph-carter