the tales all the way to geneva by alan hardy love is n't fair by madhu kalyan mattaparthi sunnyside by peter john one day in the rain by priya bhardwaj when love came knocking by sonya c. dodd tales of erana : the legend of oeliana by a. l. butcher the prince by gunjan vyas loving hearts and black arts by d. c. rogers a latte to go by chris raven you contradict yourself by gunjan vyas the heart wish by kristina blasen the poems evan and joan by p.w collier wishes by william o'brien a valentine from marcella by greatest poet alive your smile by madhu kalyan mattaparthi to the moon by p.w collier foretold by william o'brien two flavors by madhu kalyan mattaparthi just hear me out by greatest poet alive bonded by william o'brien love at first sight by madhu kalyan mattaparthi eternity by william o'brien first kiss by madhu kalyan mattaparthi the fleeting kiss by peter john serene by chris raven wait for me by greatest poet alive about the authors also by the indie collaboration evan and joan it was late fall , almost winter , when evan and joan walked along the shore ; it was the very place evan always loved to explore ; he was too thoughtless on that cold winter day ; it was much too cold for straying that way ; joan just wanted to go home ; she was n't dressed too warmly and did n't want to roam ; she felt chilled right to the bone ; dont wander too far down the beach , they were told ; for her , the day was much too cold ; then evan saw those two greyish rocks , with big black dots ; the beach looked back at him , with two staring stone eyes ; he knew theyd be perfect for his winter surprise ; he put the rocks in his pocket and they returned to a fire ; it wasnt too soon for joan ; she felt so tired ; winter snows began , the beach was white ; a snow storm covered everything in sight ; it started in november and seemed to last forever ; everyday seemed colder to joan ; when the blowing stopped , the snow outside had really grown ; it covered the house , right up to the roof ; most everyone stayed at home , staying inside and cold weatherproof ; evan built a large snowman that looked alive , with those two rocks for the eyes ; it made joan smile , under those dark winter skies ; that snowman with those two eyes of stone ; what might a snowman have thought , looking back at joan ?