"Brother, this one's for you." He handed his twin an envelope. "Oh," The older twin scanned the paper. "What is it?" "Apparently, there's a new prisoner. And I'm assigned to guard them." "Which one?" "Cross Peñalzola." (Again, the co-author for this story is yours truly, @Heh_HeyaKid. I highly recommend their books)

Masks. Cross knew all about masks. He's been wearing several for as long as he can remember. He won't let his mask slip. Not now. Not ever. One of his classmates -the most feared in the school- thinks otherwise. Ships: crossmare, errorink, kreme, horrordust, xchetty, kustard, frappuccino (Epic x Ccino). This is a collab with my lovely friend, @Heh_HeyaKid

Eat, please, sleep, repeat. Eat, please, sleep, repeat. Eat, please, sleep, repeat. She's tired of the same cycle that's been happening her whole life. Days, weeks, months, years pass by as a blur. "Princess?" Finally. Something different. - Hello! This story is going to be relatively short, so if you have more ideas for me when I'm done, drop a comment. And sorry if I mess something up, I'm still kind of new to writing romance

that's it. my art.

So, y'know your usual cartoon kids show? Chosen ones, good vs. evil, good wins, etc. etc. I made my own into a book! Except. . . Warning: 13+ at the end.

Basically what the title says

"Wings. Almost everyone is born with them. Wings determine one's personality and traits. The more bad one has done, the darker their wings get. White feathers turn a dark shade and fall to reveal scales, like of bats or dragons." - It's me again! No, I probably won't stop making more (mostly) Crossmare aus. Again, the lovely @Heh_HeyaKid helped with this book. Cover belongs to her. Hope y'all enjoy!