This is the place for those authors who have the stones to write warm and uplifting stories that, in some capacity, bash the reader's emotional teeth in with a giant sledgehammer that came out of nowhere. Stories where the pain is a shock and unexpected, and enough to warrant people in the comments sections casually pointing out that Amazon Sells Pitchforks Through Their Prime Program.

If you have such a story, where the feels run harder than any expected them too, then maybe someday you will receive a notice from us confirming your admission to the Board of Utter Utter Bastards!