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Orbits
A story about healing, overcoming fears and insecurities between flawed characters.
Lena leaned against the bathroom door, clutching the clothes Kara just given her, trying to stay steady. Her stupid hand still shivered, still feeling the unintentional touch from Kara’s hand that affected her more than it ever would Kara. Her watched blinked silently, giving high heartbeats warning. She quickly took it off and proceeded to get changed into Kara’s clothes.
This is stupid.
She looked at herself in the mirror: cheeks flushed, almost disappeared behind the cozy material of the sweater. Kara always wore a size bigger, and her sweaters were always too big. Lena rolled the sleeves up, slashing her face with freezing cold water to calm down. It would be so embarrassing to have another cardiac event just because she accidentally touched Kara’s hand.
- a journey to self-understanding
- sometimes the silence is the loudest
- there is hope if you dare to take it
I've finished:
Collateral damages
A dramatic journey of fighting for what’s right, and more importantly, what makes you happy.
She was on her bed, draped under the arm of the notorious criminal who was born to destroy the world, the being that everyone, including her best friend Kara, aka Supergirl, and the secret government agency DEO, was hunting down to every second. Her other best friend, Sam, was trapped inside this being’s mind, trying to reclaim her authority and control of the body. Everything was pointing a dagger at Reign’s back, hoping she would fall.
- what if they're not actually evil?
- what if the demon can have feelings
- Romeo and Juliet vibes (but gay)
I've finished:
While I Sleep Tonight
The bodyguard and the client who hate each other but have to bond through trauma and danger lurking at every corner.
Something created a scratching sound and they all stared at the window to see a horrifying creature crawling through the window, eyes burning with anger, a shining blade captured between the teeth. The blonde hair was scattered around her face, her breath formed smoke around the knife. Her eyes glued to Lena and she immediately felt safer already.
- a journey to self-understanding
- sometimes the silence is the loudest
- there is hope if you dare to take it
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18 Apr
2021
Location
1234 N Spring St, Los Angeles, CA 90012, United States.
