"𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖨 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇." 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙇𝘼𝙄𝙈𝙀𝙍: 𝖠𝗇𝗒 (𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾) 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖳𝖷𝖳 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖽𝗎𝖼𝗍𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋'𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.

"Mommy, does Daddy have pink hair like me?" * * * * * * * * * "Yes, yes he does." A/N: This story belongs to me and only me, and will only be posted here on Wattpad. PLEASE DO NOT COPY OR PLAGIARISE MY WORK AND REPOST IT ON OTHER PLATFORMS. [ONGOING]

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 1 --- Tacenda; pl (plural only): Things that are not to be spoken about or made public. Things that are best left unsaid. --- He was unlike anyone else you had seen before. There was a certain confidence about him that drew everyone's eye. His hair was tied back into a messy plait, but it was the color that was the most striking, a bright pink that contrasted the dark red and black of his robes. His face was mostly obscured by the mask of his people, but you could just make out the shape of his jaw and a flash of sharp teeth when he smiled. He was dangerous - but he was magnetic.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK SIX --- Addendum (noun); an item of additional material, typically omissions, added at the end of a book or other publication --- A collection of pieces puzzle pieces that didn't quite fit into the rest of the story - oneshots and timelines and little asides about the universe from the point of someone who's thought way too much about it.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 2 --- Versailles (proper noun). The argument over the etymology of Versailles tends to privilege the Latin word 'versare', meaning "to keep turning, turn over and over", an expression used in medieval times for plowed lands, cleared lands (lands that had been repeatedly "turned over"). --- He wasn't like any endermen you had seen before - probably because he wasn't fully an enderman. He was tall like an enderman, but that was where the similarity ended. He was split down the middle - half of his skin the same inky black as the twins, the other half a radiant white. His eyes didn't match either - one blood red and the other emerald green. His hair fell in soft waves, almost obscuring his eyes at times, and he kept his head tilted down, his sharp jawline on display. He seemed timid, but that might have just been the situation - anyone behind bars would likely hang their head.