When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, a various degree of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who j...
This story starts out with me in jail... and ends with me in jail. But that's sort of suitable for a story about myself, is it not? This is more or less a telling of me falling in love with a man I gravely didn't deserve, and him changing my life indefinitely. Go f*ck yourself, John Terry (respectfully, of course). *A...
This story is part of the Wattpad Creators Program! •• One sudden horrific moment shifts the entire trajectory of Atlas and Errol's lives, handicapping both young men in ways they could never have expected. A sculptor without his sight, and a pianist without his gifted hands. Neither the incidents nor these strangers...