[COMPLETE] For Percy Jackson, some choices are simple. He can continue being the Olympians' guinea pig or leave forever; he can stay in New York and put his family in danger or leave. Other choices, however, are getting increasingly more difficult. So difficult, in fact, that he can't choose by himself any longer. When the gods call upon him once more, he must make his hardest decision yet: does he risk his sanity in this strange new pantheon or stay out of it? (TW: There might be some light themes of suicide in this story; it won't be detailed, and it won't be written about, but it will be mentioned.) (Also I own nothing but the plot!)

Battle of Hogwarts has ended in catastrophe and annihilation, with the dark side winning in ascendancy and glory. Harry Potter has fallen. Everyone around Ivy has fallen. She has no choice but to go back in time and get rid of the cause of it all, no matter what way, for she has a promise to keep. Is she the key to salvation? ❝𝘉𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦❞ | COMPLETE | First time writing + fic. (Also available on AO3)

"Tell me THE TRUTH!" Valentine Dumbledore is back for another year at Hogwarts. However, everything is closing in on her with epic speed. The shadows of a war are catching up to her and the words of the prophecy are suffocating her. Dwelling on the past is utter agony when one can see the future. Past demons are running after her and the lies told before will do anything to be brought to light. "Lie to me then." No one is safe. No one is sound. Everyone will die and death will be bound. "I don't love you. Not at all. Not even a little bit. I feel nothing for you." Someone wants her dead. Someone wants to stop her from upholding the words of the prophecy. Someone.... Someone wants Voldemort to come to power. "LISTEN TO ME! SOMEONE!" "No one's listening. No one's coming. No one's wondering where you are. No one gives a shite." With Tom Riddle getting closer and closer to becoming Lord Voldemort, Valentine wants nothing more than to hide huddled under a blanket and watch the world drown. She was drowning every day, why not give the world a taste of its own medicine. "HELP ME! SOMEONE HELP!" Tom Riddle is her undoing. Tom Riddle is the man she loves. Voldemort killed her parents. Voldemort killed her sister. "YOU MADE ME LIKE THIS! YOU! YOU DISGUSTING, FILTHY GIRL!" "I didn't do anything to you!" "You did everything and nothing." She's all alone. She's depressed. She's weak. She's broken. .... She's demonic. "Harry, Moma loves you. Dada loves you..... Harry be safe..... Be strong." "I'll never love you." Book 2 in the Demonic Series.

"𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" He scoffs, black eyes emotionless. "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬." She was a girl born in the midst of a war. She was the forgotten child. The sister of the girl who sacrificed herself, saving the boy with the lightning bolt scar. He'd come in the night, ripping away everyone she had ever loved. He'd taken away her family. He'd shattered her beyond repair. "𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞?" She asks, blue eyes hard. "𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞." She was raised to only know neglect. She was raised to only feel pain. She had been thrown away by her own blood. No one ever paused to ask for her wellbeing. No one paused to make sure she was all right. "𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐄!" "𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫." She was raised to know anger. She grew with only pain. She was raised with no family. She was being choked with a fiery chain. A fiery chain of loneliness A chain of regret. A flaming chain of loathing. An overwhelming drown-age of emotional debt. "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮." "𝐈 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬." No one expected her to be more than just a poor orphan. No one expected her to have power beyond what anyone knew possible. The wars would come to pass. The wars would kill millions..... Yet she was their only salvation. The world needed her to save it. It needed help. Why would she help a world with such darkness in it? Why would she ever try to save something that killed her soul? "𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠." "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮." Just as she was learning to love again, starting to feel like she had a family.... She was ripped away from

An 8th year Drarry fic where Harry barely speaks anymore, but Draco doesn't need words to understand him. After spending the summer together and beginning their relationship, it's time for Harry and Draco to transition back to Hogwarts. Both men know continuing their relationship isn't going to be easy, but nothing good ever is. Can they keep their relationship hidden from not only their friends, but the wizarding world as a whole until they're ready to come out? Can they, along with their friends, end house prejudices for good, and finally unite Hogwarts? Sequel to my story Ghosts, but my goal is that this can be read as a stand alone book. You'll just miss Harry and Draco becoming friends, as well as the start of their relationship. The cover art was done by @/sashaelfel on instagram. I don't own the rights to Harry Potter or any aspects of the movies/stories, however I do own the rights to all ideas that I have come up with. My work is my own, please do not post it anywhere else. Started: August 9th, 2021 Completed: August 7th, 2022 100K - July 30th, 2022

A postwar fic where Harry barely speaks anymore, and no one understands him the way Draco Malfoy does. One apologetic letter written by Draco will change the course of both of their lives. Mentions themes such as PTSD, trauma, and depression. Read with caution, but this will be a lighthearted fic for the most part. Mentions of modern day elements you've been warned! Cover made by @Dragonfirehyun ! I don't own the rights to Harry Potter or any aspects of the movies/stories, however I do own the rights to all ideas that I have come up with. Highest ranking: #1 Drarry - 6/9/21 #1 Drarryfanfic - 6/15/21 #1 Dracoxharry - 6/15/21 #1 Harry - 8/22/21 Started: May 17th, 2021 Completed: July 24th, 2021 Milestones: 200K - October 11th, 2021 300K - January 14th, 2022 400K - April 24th, 2022 500K - July 24th, 2022 600K - October 21st, 2022 700K - February 14th, 2023 800K - May 30, 2023

Poseidon calls in a debt with Artemis to protect Percy when he is 6, and Artemis agrees reluctantly, and until he is 12, she protects him, honoring the debt, and does this by taking the form of a 6 year old mortal, and they become friends, which Artemis never expected. This makes their eventual separation when Percy turns twelve all the more painful. Artemis reveals her true form to him after he saves her from Mount Othrys, no longer being able to stay away from someone who'd become her closest friend and the two grow close once again. Eventually, a series of unexpected events occur, and a new threat is on the rise, and Percy is forced back into the divine world, and this threat makes the previous wars seem like the good old days. At times I know I've made pacing either too fast, or too slow, and things may seem rushed, or that they take forever, but I've done my best to write this as well as I could, this is also the first story I've written in First Person POVs, swapping mainly between Artemis and Percy, occasionally with other characters where it's relevant. Also this story is way longer than I intended it to be initially, mostly because I didn't have a plan, and also because after a certain point I just began saying "You know what? Fuck it. Why not" and adding a lot of stuff, so yeah there's a lot of different sub plots and storylines within this story, that's pretty much the main reason it's so long, I've done my best to make sure there are as few plot holes as possible, and that each arc ends properly, but there's probably still some.

Three wars. Three wars, they've gone through. You'd think it'd be enough for them. It's more than enough. It's more than enough for all of them. It's more than enough for any human being. But when the gods smell trouble, and ask them for one last favor. How could they possibly say no? Like this: "NO!" It didn't work. So off they go and did this one last job for the gods, which the gods say is for the better of everyone, and went off to this place where this trouble starts. What is this place? High School. Disclaimer: All Rights to Rick Riordan. Sequel to War of the Gods.

*This is a Percy Jackson fanfic that occurs after the war with Gaea.* Gods are starting up a war. Nothing is stoping them after they start. But what caused this in the first place? Once it's done, nothing can stop the war. Better to prevent than to stop. A new threat against the demigods. A new demigod might help them, or may cause their destruction. Love? Death? A new found friendship? Possibly a new found brother hood? Follow this 6 demigods, on an unraveling journey of a new prophecy. a prophecy with more destruction, more deaths, but possibly a happy ending to all?? Sounds fun? Maybe.... Maybe not. Disclaimer: All characters that you might recognize, belong to that troll called Rick Riordan, or what I call Uncle Rick. That troll for all us demigods...

Whatever it is, he's seen it all. From son to warrior, to lover, and the following fall, he's experienced it all. It doesn't get much worse than the Void. Maybe a particular Titaness can band together with two guilty goddesses to save Percy. [Percy/Calypso/Artemis/Athena]