"What the hellhounds??" "Oh Satan's butt, what have we done??" "I TOLD YOU THIS WAS A BAD IDEA!" ☽✧ ✦ ✧☾ In which three adolescent demons screwing around with an Ouija Board accidentally summons a human. ©Kiki 2019© ➢AU ➢Romance/Drama ➢Fantasy ➢Low-key crackfic Highest Rankings: #1 in JIMIN #1 in TAEHYUNG #1 in KPOP #4 in BTS #4 in Fanfiction Thank you guys for 2 million!! 💕 **Started: February 16, 2019** **Ended: April 24, 2019**

HISTORICAL REINCARNATION SERIES 1 What happens when the villain knows how the story ends? - Most Impressive Ranking #1 Thrilling #1 Taglish #1 Badass #1 Vegeance #2 Tagalog-english #3 Tagalog - Date Started : April 05, 2022 Date Finished : February 12, 2023 Date Revised : August 23, 2025 PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!

Blue Lotus - When the Cure is Deadlier Than the Drug You know that moment when you're texting your sister about brunch, and the world starts crumbling around you? Yeah, Dayna doesn't either-until today. Meet Dayna: ER nurse, caffeine addict, and professional chaos-wrangler. Her shift starts with a man screaming about blue veins in his arms. It ends with her realizing the ER's newest "cocaine psychosis" cases aren't overdosing. They're changing. And whatever's in their systems? It's crawling into the water supply. Enter Sandy: Dayna's sister, a detective so tired of cartel garbage she could scream. When she finds two girls dumped by the railyard-bodies twisted, fingertips worn to bone-their lotus tattoos scream "drug mules." But the foil-wrapped pills inside them? Those scream Hollywood. Now she's chasing a kingpin who thinks human trafficking is just "upscale logistics." Then there's Him. The Harmacist. Picture a man who makes drugs like some people brew coffee-cold, precise, humming opera as he crafts suppositories that promise elite euphoria. He doesn't care if LA burns. Why Follow Along? Real ER grit: IV drips, urine tox screens, and the awful truth that sometimes, you can't save everyone. Sister vibes: Texts that go unanswered, a shared pack of gum, and two women realizing the only way out is through-even if it destroys them. That one line that'll haunt you: "You don't overdose on Z," the Harmacist muses. "You audition for it." This isn't just a story. It's the ER monitor flatlining at 3 AM. The detective's coffee going cold as she stares at another body. The moment you realize the most dangerous drug isn't the one that kills you-it's the one that makes you forget why living mattered. Follow. Or don't. But if you wake up craving something you can't name? Check your water bottle.