From a young child, Grian had some weird connections with the world's ghost company, Phasmophobia Co. He always found a love for learning and saving up for the equipment. On his 8th birthday, he was gifted a high tech spirit box, quickly falling in love. Going around in the forest with that thing, trying to talk to any ghosts, never getting a response but that never brought him down. But one day, out in the forest, he stumbled upon three unique cats, each one special in a familiar way. But he gained more and more, each of them from the forest. A strong, unbreakable connection that many hated, including his parents. On his 18th birthday, he was forced to make a decision on that day from his parents. Either he gets rid of his cats and stays home, or leave. For anything in the world vs. his cats, his cats will always be his choice. So he left and never heard a word from his parents. *Originally on AO3, but now crossposted*

Inspired by the Forgotten Monsters by (@EmberDragon34) Ever since the End Fight on Evo, nothing has been normal for Grian. Of course, it would be different if he hadn't woken up on a strange new server filled with friendly faces with only a handful of memories, most of which made no sense at all. When he starts to get the feeling he and everyone else is being watched, those lost memories start to stir. And they bring bad things with them. Can Grian protect his new home from the evils of his past? I do not own the cover image, credit to FuzzySeals on DeviantArt Shipping will be in this book, fair warning. If a hermit is not comfortable with shipping and I ship them, please let me know!

A book about the Hanahaki Disease! (A disease that happens when a person falls in love with another, but the other doesn't feel the same way) Grian was finally going to make a move. He was going to tell Scar just how much he really liked him. How much he really loved him. What he didn't expect was to be immediately friend zoned and to wake up with the worst feeling the next day. I do not ship the irl creators, only their in-game personas! Takes place in Season 9 :D Cover art is not mine!

This is a reaction book! Where Life Series and some of Hermitcraft members (Xisuma and Doc) react to Life Series songs, animations, etc. This is open for requests. All of these reactions are just me making them up. No real irl life series members here, unfortunately. Some of these are from my Life Series/Hermitcraft Oneshot book and decided to make it a book and add more! So let's. Jump. In! (This is my first reaction book, and I am only 13. Don't judge. My followers and readers are called my Octopuses. My sister argues that it's 'octopi' but who needs her facts) P.S I do not own the cover

They say legends don't die - they just vanish when the world no longer deserves them. That's how it was with Xelqua. The best racer anyone had ever seen - no, felt. You didn't just watch him drive; you felt it in your bones, in the way the air seemed to bend around him and the roads turned to liquid silver under his tires. Some called him reckless, others called him untouchable, but everyone agreed on one thing: Xelqua wasn't human behind that wheel. He could thread through traffic like wind through the trees, drift around corners at impossible angles, and leave the competition choking on the echo of his engine. They say he raced not for fame, not for money, but because the road called to him - like it was alive, whispering only his name. Then came the night of the accident. No one knows exactly what happened. Some say his car caught fire mid-race, others whisper he went off-road chasing something no one else could see. When the smoke cleared, there was nothing left. No wreck. No body. Just tire marks that ended in dust. Since then, people have been arguing - did he retire? Did he die? Or did he simply become one with the machine, driving roads the rest of us will never see? All I know is this: his car, that sleek midnight racer they called Ghostline, vanished with him. Custom built, tuned to outrun anything on the ground - even the cops couldn't catch it. And trust me, they tried.

Baby Hermits!!! Season 9 (11) just started, and drama already rose with a few of the Hermits. The portal that helped the players hop from season to season malfunctioned, leaving six of the Hermits vulnerable. Some accidents will happen, and some secrets will be revealed... (Basically, like a toddler AU where six Hermits accidentally turn into toddlers/children, and its up to the rest of the server to figure out how to change them back aswell as protect them) Takes place in Season 9 since Season 10 barely started when I started this book, so bases and lore and stuff haven't happened yet. (I changed it to season 11 since it's been a while) (Cover art, not mine! Credit to original owner!)

cover art by @applestruda on tumbler This fic takes place between Secret Life and Wild Life, when Scar is trapped by the Watchers in Secret Life. In this, Grian is trying anything and everything he can to rescue Scar, even if it means going against his Watcher roots. Scar is making the most of his time stuck in the server, desperately trying to break out while also learning the secrets of the Watchers along the way.

Yami contemplates his actions on Pegasus' tower and how these have not only affected himself, but Yugi also. COVER ART DOES NOT BELONG TO ME! The original is from B-Dunn from DeviantArt.

⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺ Glancing down when the shopping district came into view and the chatter of people could be heard from a distance, Grian slowly started his descent, landing softly on the grass before pulling his wings in close and approaching the crowd. Xisuma noticed him approaching the group. "I see this is everyone who'll be coming today." He informed them all, a few heads turning to greet Grian how greeted them back. "That is all I suppose." Mambo replied with a nod, "So why exactly are we here?" he spoke again, asking the question that everyone gathered around was wondering. Xisuma just side, stepping aside letting everyone quickly gather around. Everyone around became puzzled at the sight in front of them. "....What...is that..." Someone within the crowd had asked in a clearly perplexed tone. "An egg idiot." Another voice piped up from within the crowd. Said egg was currently resting on what seemed to be a rushed nest of sorts. The egg was not an ordinary egg that's for sure, it was significantly bigger compared to a chicken's egg, it one could have assumed to was some sort of dragon egg (which grian heard someone suggest) but the egg was smaller than that and a whole different colour (which was a clean white somehow). It was free of cracks and to the best of everyone's knowledge it was well cleaned. ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺ ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺ A grian-centric hermitcraft fanfic that I wrote as an excuse to write Grian just adopting an egg and being protective of it and how his life is after it hatches bc why not? (Mainly hermitcraft, though there could be mentions of the life series and Watchers.) I will attempt weekl

Finding a blank book wasn't in his plans, neither was discovering that the book would suddenly summon an all powerful god. Now what is he meant to do with an Amnesiac God?