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We had it all.Money. Power. Love.A future carved in stone. Until it all fell apart.Burning in front of our eyes.Drop by crimson drop we were shattered. All it took wasOne second. One mistake. One life.Our vows were broken. Our marriage was fractured.Our love was scorched.The only way to earn forgiveness is to sell myself to the Devil.But how can I do that when I’m already married to a God?
One glance across a dim, crowded room. That’s all it took for my life to change.One moment. One look. One touch. From him… crave his biting words and rough touches. He’s unlike anyone I’ve ever known and his touch is unlike anything I’ve ever felt.He unravels me. My life. Everything I’ve ever known, until all that’s left are secrets that never seem to end.Until all that’s left is ashes and blood.Until we burn.more
Dorian Anson is my friend. She’s the only person who’s ever questioned my smiles. My jokes. The one liners that have our friends shaking their heads at me. I’ve lived my life on those smiles. Thy never failed me, until her.I wasn’t counting on her when I designed my front. I never imagined the possibility of someone like her coming into my life.She was the girl with the beautiful soul, pretty … beautiful soul, pretty face and whole heart. But hearts aren’t made to stay whole.I watched hers break. I watched her tears fall. I watched as her world tilted…
Phillip Cavendish was the boy I grew up with. My brother’s best friend, he was always out of reach.Until he wasn’t.We were two kids so in love that we failed to see each others’ faults and flaws.We held on when we should have let go. We loved, we fought, and we won.Until all that was left were my tears.I loved him through them. I hoped.But sometimes the fairy tale has no happy end, and we have no … sometimes the fairy tale has no happy end, and we have no choice but to let go.Sometimes to get your happy ending,…
Quincy Cavendish was my first real love. She’s the girl that no other measured up to—no matter how hard they tried. The one that got away, but was always in my sights.My sweetheart, I loved her when I could and when I shouldn’t.I was her first kiss. Her first crush.There’s nothing I wanted more than to be her first everything, but still, I walked away. I let her go when I should have held on … I should have held on tight.It’s too late to change the past. It’s impossible to do. We’re different people now, but one thing remains…