“Mon amour..”
“Mars, wake up..”
“Mon amour..” Where was Briar? She couldn’t be gone. He needed her.
“Mars, bro. It’s okay!” He was now violently being shook by his shoulders. His eyes snapped open and he screamed;
“Juno, stop! I’m awake!” 
Juno, Mars’ younger brother, eyes widened when his sibling snapped at him. 
“Sorry..” he slowly released Mars from his death grip and shrunk down to the foot of his bed, waiting to be cussed out.
Mars just ran a...

John Keating was always described
As unorthodox
Preposterous 
One to despise.

He was quite brilliant.
But others thought him silly.
Until one day.
When twenty unruly boys filed into his classroom.

They thrived, they learned then they could have possibly known 
But if only the unforeseeable future was known.
The Dead Poets Society, it was named.
Poems were read of those who were famed.

Each boy had a dream they wanted to become real
Except for that Perry boy, the...

“Sir, I know that’s your younger sister in there, but she needs privacy.”
“Privacy?! She’s coughing up practically half her body’s blood supply. She’s scared, and I want to be with her.” A furious Tony screamed at the nurse who was blocking the entrance to Sabelle’s hospital room. She gave him a stone cold glare, showing that she wasn’t taking any of his nonsense.
“Sir, I understand you’re upset. But I can’t permit you any further entry.” She said curtly.  ...

Yo.
Guys, as it said in the title above, this is I.C. Fynnheart from another account. 
The Email that I usually use on this site..isn’t working.
so I used my backup one.
all of my stories which I’ve started will be posted here.

im sorry for the incon