He came to visit. I came to care. Neither of us expected to leave changed. I met him outside of routine-quiet, observant, and strangely familiar. But I didn't recognize his name... or the face the world knew. He wasn't the patient, but somehow I found myself healing with him. And maybe that's why it hurt more when I found out who he really was.

Luna White, a 21 year old girl, always had her life planned out ahead since she was a child. She always wanted to have a job that would help bring peace and justice to the community. One thing lead to another and she finally achieved her dream of being accepted in Riverview University, a prestige school in which she will major in law to become a lawyer. What she didn't plan was the sudden change that would come from this decision. After all, how could one simple decision change one's life so easily? Making new friends, loosing old friends and getting to learn yourself are the typical university experience. However, being betrayed by loved ones and having a rival that loathes you to the core shouldn't find themselves in the equation. To top it off, lets not forget the annoyingly hot classmate bothering her none stop for no particular reason. ___________________________ . . . . . ✧ How will Luna survive throughout her three school years while Christopher Campbell and her are jumping down each other throats? And most importantly will love find a way to her heart?

"It felt almost...depressing, having one person dictate all I was feeling. Though it was one I've always had, and one I couldn't resist. Like a moth to a flame. Everyone knows it'll harm the moth, but the moth, simply, does not care." In a small town, we follow the lives of two individuals. Steven, raised by an authoritarian father, and a timid mother. While James is raised with a neglectful mother and an absent father. They trek down the halls of fragmented memories of their past friendship that was ripped away from them alongside the security they used to give each other. Navigating their voyage of feelings on if they want something more or if they just crave nostalgic comfort while dealing with the turmoils of home? They venture through shattered dreams of what could've been, constantly haunting them...all while pushing each other away out of fear. Will they be able to rekindle what has been lost, or will it forever be a downward spiral of heartbreak and betrayal of oneself and others? A testament of resilience that binds us all and makes us human. That even in our darkest moments, the essence of who we are lies in our struggles and our hopes. Humanity isn't meant to be viewed in black or white. Rather an array of reflective shades...some buried deeper than one wants to realize.

The gods do not weep for the fallen, only the living carry the weight of their blood. History is no fairytale, and Eternal Blood never pretends otherwise. This unflinching epic plunges readers into the brutal heart of the ancient world, where survival is never certain and morality bends to the will of the victorious. This is not a tale of noble heroes or monstrous villains. Eternal Blood moves through the chaos of battle, the grief of the defeated, and the hard grip of slavery. Every triumph demands a sacrifice. Every laurel is purchased with pain. There are no saints here, only men who bleed for what they believe is right. From the discipline of Rome's legions to the dying cries of their enemies, Eternal Blood reveals the raw truth of ambition and treachery, brotherhood and ruin. Every choice risks everything. Every victory leaves a scar. This is the ancient world stripped of illusion, where blood speaks louder than words and justice belongs to those with the strength to take it. Will you step into this relentless vision of the past?

Love. War. Lies. Nothing stays buried. Emersyn escaped once. But freedom comes with scars, and the past has a way of bleeding through the cracks. As secrets unravel and loyalties fracture, she's forced to decide who she can trust in a world built on betrayal. And Harry Styles, the only person who felt like safety, might be the one who costs her everything. When it comes down to him or her, survival or sacrifice, she knows one thing: She's not making the wrong choice this time. * "Then help me understand." The room tilts. My breath is ragged, his face too close, that quiet demand pulling the ground out from under me. Neither of us moves. There's an inch between us that feels like a cliff edge, almost like one wrong step will send us both over. "I hate you," I whisper, the words tasting like blood and truth. His jaw tightens, and his eyes drag over my face like he's memorizing every line, every crack I swore I'd never let him see. The silence stretches thin; my pulse is hammering so loud it drowns out the world. "Good," he mutters finally, voice rough. **** Started: 1/14/2025 Ended: TBD **** (Cover credit @antiheroics16)

Marcus Aurelius Saavedra was once the kind of man who believed in permanence. He gave himself entirely, recklessly, to one woman-heart, body, soul-never imagining she would leave, much less end up in his brother Gaius's arms. The betrayal gutted him in a way nothing else ever had, and in the years that followed, he built walls no one could climb, not even himself. And then Cruella Cervantes walked in, all sharp edges and unapologetic fire, and looked at him like she wasn't afraid of the wreckage. She didn't want to fix him. She didn't want anything until he offered her the one thing he thought he could still control: his body. No love. No complications. No expectations. But the lines blur faster than he anticipates, and what started as a carefully constructed arrangement spirals into something far more dangerous. Her touch becomes an addiction. And her presence, a reminder that numbness doesn't mean healing.