In the hallowed halls of Oxford, a brilliant but ruthless DPhil candidate, Ethan Blackwood, sets his sights on the lonely and vulnerable Professor Sebastian Ashworth. What begins as a calculated seduction spirals into a devastating game of manipulation and betrayal, where love is a weapon and ruin is the prize. A dark BL age-gap romance exploring the shadows of ambition and the fragility of the human heart.

14 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐑 ──────── ˚ ₊ ‧ ⋆ ──────── There has always been an abyss residing in me. Something hollow and deep and empty. Something that screams to be heard. Something that aches for meaning in this haunting world. Through this collection I try to pick out the pieces of my heart and bleed out words that have haunted me. And maybe try to find peace with a truth that always scared me. because maybe this is how its meant to be : me, floating in the abyss of my misery ────────˚ ₊ ‧ ⋆ ──────── ⟪ a c h i e v e m e n t s ⟫ ¶🥇 1st Place under "Best Poetry Collection Category" in "Ashes And Ink-Poetry Contest" ¶🥇 1st Place under "Sorrowed Quill (Poetry) Category" in "The Fathomless Verse Awards" ¶🥇 1st Place under "Best Poetry Collection Category" in "Nevergale : A Poetry Contest" ¶🥈 2nd Place under "Best Poetry Collection Category" in "Birthday Bash Mini Awards" ¶🥈 2nd Place under "Realm of Rhythm (Poetry) Category" in "Astral Arena || Loom's Awards" ¶🥉 3rd Place under "Golden Feathertail (Best Poetry) Category" in"Dragonhollow Mini Awards" ¶🥉 3rd Place under "Best Poem Category (Poem: Eternal Damnation)" in "Time Vortex Awards" ¶🥉 3rd Place under "Best Poetry Collection Category" in "Time Vortex Awards" ¶🏅 Honourable Mention under "Record of the Year Category" in "WHO Mini Awards" ¶🏅Honourable Mention under "Best Poetry Collection Category" in "The Nine Tailed Crown Awards" ¶🏅 Honourable Mention under "Best Poetry Collection Category" in "The Starfish Awards"

A collection of poems for people of open minds and disturbed souls

A blur of fleeting thoughts and half-remembered moments, tangled in the quiet noise of overthinking. I drift through my mind, lost in fragments of the past, as memories flicker like broken reflections-sometimes sharp, sometimes fading. Each thought is a ripple, unstructured, searching for meaning in a world that offers none. Time slips away unnoticed, and with it, I slip away. There's an urgency to release, to let go of the weight of memory, yet no clear escape. In the silence between moments, I find a strange, gentle freedom-an acknowledgment that perhaps understanding isn't necessary. I, like the world around me, am unfinished, disjointed, but in that, I find a strange peace.

With words that flow like ink on a page, these verses explore the weight of memory, the ache of change, and the beauty found in both solitude and connection. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Top Ranks- #3 metaphor (29/04/2025) #4 thought-provoking (27/04/2025) #7 symbolism (24/04/2025) #9 poetry (19/04/2025) 🌟