Carina

It was midnight, and everything was quiet. Evaline was distractedly drawing on her tablet, listening to the same song on repeat for the last hour. She was used to working ...

With heavy footsteps, Alan retreated back to his apartment door, fumbling for the keys in the dark as he opened the door. He came in with a sigh, feeling distracted ...

Alan slid the book out, flipping through the pages. The poems should have caught his eye first, but it was actually the handwritten notes on the side, annotated by Shane. ...

Alan set his bow down on the stand, not long after Leah placed hers on there as well. He'd been stand partners with Leah since last spring, and he quickly ...

Cris felt her heart begin to race as she hurried out of the office with Antonio. He was supposed to have been in Harvard by now, and the urgency in ...

Alan took a peek at his phone, slightly taking it out of pocket to check the time. He could have checked his watch, but he also wanted to see if ...

The question remained: was Alan an insomniac? He probably was, although it was less because he couldn't go to sleep, and more because he didn't have time to sleep. As ...

Alan rushed home, not wanting to be late. Well, he wasn't late. But being on time would be late, considering he had a lot to do beforehand. He and Alistair ...

Man, what a week. For the last week (or maybe two, he didn't really keep track of the days anymore), Elias got to show Cyrin around. Admittedly, it wasn't very ...

"I don't know," Alistair murmured, focusing on the canvas paper in front of him as he smudged it with another splash of orange paint on his thumb. "This kind of ...

Alistair woke up groaning with his hand on his head, feeling like his skull was being drilled in half. God. What the hell happened? Trying to muffle his pained groan, ...

It was Monday. God, Alistair hated Mondays. And so did everyone else, which was why he hated it so much. The amount of emails he had received opening about a ...

Alan found himself sitting by the windowsill, gazing out the window with the sheet music on his lap. It was golden hour, and the sun was setting along the top ...

Evaline stifled a yawn, instead taking a deep breath as she squished her cheek against her palm, elbow perched on the desk in front of her. She usually spent her ...

Dinner finished quickly, and if it wasn't for their waiter continually checking in on them asking if they needed anything, Alan was sure they could be here talking for hours. ...