Megumi Kashuahara: Stories

When fourteen-year-old Emmie Lou Hanson is abandoned in the Blue Mountains with nothing but her father's rifle and her mother's quilt, she finds something she never expected — a lost Cayuse Indian boy named Kanti who takes her hand and refuses to let go. What begins as a journey to return him home becomes something neither of them planned. A bond forged in cold and hunger and firelight. A family built from nothing but love that chose. Some cords are tied before you know you need them.

When six-year-old Tessa Jacobs loses her mother to fever, she takes matters into her own hands. Armed with a carefully crafted list and fervent prayers, she rejects seven potential housekeepers before choosing Rebecca Milford—a grieving spinster from Billings who notices Mama's flowers and has kind eyes. What Rebecca doesn't know is that she wasn't hired. She was chosen. Selected by a brilliant child determined to rebuild her broken family. As Tessa's secret notebook reveals months of strategic

As Melissa Ann Hensen said in her tale, "My story isn’t so much about incest and lesbian sex, although there is that; my story is about the right of mentally challenged individuals to express their sexual needs and have those needs met.

Korea has no written language. What it has is a thirteen-year-old princess and her eleven-year-old cousin, hiding behind a screen with stolen ink, inventing one. Princess Jeong Eun-bin never meant to change history. She meant to send her cousin a letter no one else could read. But when her father — King Sejong the Great — intercepts that letter, everything changes. What began as a secret between two girls becomes the foundation of a nation's voice. She will never receive credit. She will receive

Suki Yakamura has heard it her whole life—she's too fat for anyone to love. At 19, studying international finance in Osaka, she's resigned to loneliness. Then American student Brad Jamison witnesses her being bullied in the cafeteria and everything changes. He sees past Japanese beauty standards to the gentle, brilliant woman beneath. But can Suki believe that someone truly wants her? A heartwarming romance about finding love, defeating self-doubt, and proving that the right person sees your hea

At five, Princess Kim So Yeon escaped assassination with nothing but a farm girl's promise to keep her safe. At thirteen, she returns — changed, hardened, and ready. But the enemies who drove her out still lurk behind palace smiles. Her only weapon? Jo Soo. A farmer's daughter who can't be bought, fooled, or intimidated. Crown Prince Yi Joon has waited eight summers. So has the danger. The oath was made in a wildflower field. Now it must be kept in a court that wants her dead.

In the rubble of Fallujah, Navy corpsman Gabriella Stoica is left for dead — six wounds, two rounds, and one unconscious officer whose life depends entirely on her. Through a night that should have killed her, she holds the line alone. What keeps her breathing isn't training or luck. It's four words her father wrote in a hospital bed in Germany, fourteen years before she was born. One breath at a time.

Serena Li is eighteen years old and dying. Glioblastoma, stage four. Six months. This is the gut-wrenching, heart-breaking story of one sister counting the cost — and paying it — to give her dying sibling the unconditional intimate love she desperately longs for before the end comes. Some gifts cost everything you have to give… And even more.

When Private First Class Kirsti Duncan arrives at Forward Operating Base Vanguard, the men give her a broken hut, a quiet corner, and two weeks before she cracks. They are wrong about all of it. On her first full day, she spots what every drone and every sergeant missed — and when the attack comes before dawn, she makes a choice that will cost her everything except her life. A story about what it means to hold the line when no one believes you're capable of holding anything at all.

Fourteen-year-old Zoey was standing in her bedroom doorway, wearing nothing but those ridiculous Tweedy slippers. Her left hand was raised above her head, propped against the door jamb, and from that hand, a single strand of 3/8-inch sisal rope hung in spirals to the floor. “Come on,” she said. “Tie me up.”