My story Blue Moon was being written then completely took a different turn. I am currently doing the end of the scene then it will be uploaded unto my FictionPress account. But here is a little teaser:
His eyes stuck on me like a presence I could actually touch. Heavy and heady, and a bit frightening to be truthful. No one -- well, not many -- have looked at me in that way. Why would they?
This story is not about a girl who has low self-esteem and it will not be dark. I want to make it fluffy and HEA. (that's happily ever after, just FYI) -- Susy