literature
Whether written centuries ago or just last year, literary couples show that love is timeless.
From Hearing Her Voice
My head lay sideways upon the desk. The stains of red paint and pencil sharpening scattered across its surface lightly brushing my cheek every time I took a breath. My eyes gazed upwards towards the girl who sat beside me. Her eyes were iridescently beautiful. The tears she had once shed were still barely visible, yet I still found it difficult to believe that anything, or anyone, could have hurt this girl enough to make her cry. I closed my eyes.
By Charlie Merriman8 years ago in Humans
"Make Way" Part Eight: Look Above and Listen for the Moon Serenade
"You still love him?" "Yes." "Do you wish you didn't?" Nalani was standing on wet grass, the leaves from the trees had already made their swaying drop. This is her favorite season, in a way, this is somewhat of the "redeeming" season. What does that mean?
By Daniel Luis Ennab8 years ago in Humans
"Make Way" Part Seven: Stand to Deliver
His friends were doing better than him, he thought. So there's this one friend, alright — he's basically freelancing every day on a set. Another friend was working for a production company, and then there was this other guy (not really a friend, but he knew him and called him a friend), who was working on a shoot involving...Martin Scorsese?
By Daniel Luis Ennab8 years ago in Humans
"Make Way" Part Four: Signs
It was a night at the Fat Cat that started it all. The Fat Cat at seventy-fifth, Christopher street. Ping pong, pool, a game of spades, and live jazz performances. Bray had gone because this would be the third chance spending a good amount of time with Nalani. They've met through a mutual friend, Ray Puna, who once had a fling with her (that bothered Bray, in all honesty). It didn't work well, he just wasn't ready to commit to anything, though she was. It left a weird impression on Bray.
By Daniel Luis Ennab8 years ago in Humans
"Make Way" Part Three: Star Stuff
It's been about a week since they last spoke. Bray was in his room, laying on his bed, speaking on the phone with a friend who'd just abruptly become a part of his life, again. The conversation was deliberately slow, he swallowed air for each paced deliverance, and with great effort, held any release of tears and the exhale of heavy emotion. It was a hard moment for him when he had heard tell of Nalani's thoughts on the situation that had transpired between the two of them. He had an idea of what she would say, but hoped for something different.
By Daniel Luis Ennab8 years ago in Humans
"Make Way" Part One: This Happened.
She was eating what looked to be the smoke sage seitan burger or the beast-mode deluxe, but he couldn't tell. There was a weird thought in Bray's mind, he felt it. There was only the sound of Nalani chewing her food, and breathing heavily.
By Daniel Luis Ennab8 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 32
A summer-like heat wave hit Paris at the beginning of May: a week of dry, heavy, and sultry days. At the height of this hot spell, Charles and Adèle opened up their swimming pool. With a pitcher of bee’s knees, the afternoon passed pleasantly. Charles was bringing Adèle, who was sitting on the diving board, another cocktail when Benoît came outside and announced that Madame Brady was there to see them.
By Rachel Lesch9 years ago in Humans
Retribution: Chapter 31
Gabriel checked over the time table at St. Lazare station; his train would not be boarding for another two hours. He could go and call upon his sister in the meantime, but the walk was too far. The time it would take to get there and back would not allow for much of a visit and he had imposed on Gillian’s hospitality too much of late.
By Rachel Lesch9 years ago in Humans
