A story of two friends, who lost touch over the years, becoming closer again after a fateful meeting. "Just friends." A simple phrase, but not so simple to uphold. When both of them start falling for each other... What will they do? Will they take the risk of ruining the friendship? Meira and Seren. One radiant, one bright. They complete eachother. How long until they realise that?

Jette Sorrell is set to rule the world. His party is in the lead for the 2028 general elections, and he's been waiting for this moment since the day his father set foot in the House of Commons. Soon he'll be the youngest prime minister to date and the country will be in his hands. Athene Carver hopes are about to become her weakness. She wants to change the country, and has worked her way to the top of her party. Except they're losing. Like always. After her manifesto went viral, she plummetted to fame, quickly becoming a household name. Suddenly the high ground Jette Sorrell stands on isn't so sturdy anymore. And Athene needs to ensure that he will be brought down. Not romantisicing UK government. I hate them all. This is a "what if younger people finally had a bigger say in politics. And for giggles what if they fell in love."

➤ 𝑹𝑬𝑾𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑬 𝑴𝑬 All 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 things must come to an 𝘦𝘯𝘥, and in the 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦, that end is near. The Reestablishment is rising once more, crafting a plan for a brutal comeback-one who will bring the world to their mercy. 𝑨𝑫𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑵 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑬𝑹-son of the Supreme Commander of North America-𝘑𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘴 and 𝘈𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝑲𝑰𝒀𝑨𝑹𝑨 𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑯𝑰𝑴𝑶𝑻𝑶-only daughter and child of the co-supreme commander of Asia-𝘕𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘐𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘩𝘪𝘮, and right hand of Juliette Ferrars-𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘪 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘰. It's the final piece of the Reestablishment's plan to make the world kneel at their feet, kidnapping them would be helpful-but making them their 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴 would ensure victory. But what happens when these two, caught in the darkness of captivity, begin to fall for each other?

ᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ, ꜰᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʟʟꜱ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴄᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴛɪᴄᴋꜱ. ᴛɪᴄᴋ, ᴛɪᴄᴋ, ᴛɪᴄᴋ. ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴀꜱᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴇᴛ ꜱᴏ ꜱʟᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜᴏᴜꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜰʟɪᴇꜱ. ═════ ✥.❖.✥ ═════ A mysterious and enigmatic girl, named Marlia Morrigan, was also captured and locked up by The Reestablishment, just like Juliette Ferrars. Unlike Juliette's lethal, deadly touch, her powers are more complicated, more 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨. No one can touch her, no one can be near her, but she has been weakened. 𝑇𝑜𝑜 weakened. Her incredible powers are a mystery, a riddle that no one seems to be able to solve. Not even she herself. It feels like a curse, a burden that one person alone could never bear. But The Reestablishment sees it as a gift, sees her as an opportunity. An opportunity for a deadly weapon. She has promised herself that she'll make them pay. Every single one of them. Once she finds a way out of that sickening isolation, she'll destroy anyone who has wronged her for things that she couldn't control. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐴 "𝑆ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑀𝑒" 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. -𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙧𝙨-

Here are some oneshots from my delulu imagination while I wait JJ to post chapters or my brain is being overworked. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧ These characters are made and owned by the one and only Jackssfox (JJ) ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧

Five students of the same university. Each yearn for success, and would be spat on if they were to lose their spark. No matter how much they deny, everyone sheds a tear of agony as they grieve for their lost youth, for their lost happiness, that can never even attempt to be revived. Perfection. A word that was the first to be introduced to the children. Without it, you'd be nothing. You have to be unique. You have to be extraordinary. There's no such thing as 'failure' written in anyone's fate, if it is, then make it one's responsibility to change your fate. But is it easy, to be so perfect? To be the children of the most successful people in all of England? Is it so satisfying to have your destiny written by your parents? To have no control over your own life? Since they were born, their whole life had been laid out infront of them. Every possible thing. For their whole lives, they had been puppets in their respective family's games. Every independent act, even the smallest one, felt like walking on glass. But what if their life suddenly took a new turn? What if a tragedy were to happen? What if one of the heirs were to be murdered brutally, leaving everyone traumatised? Could the heirs, who had never been independent in their choices, solve a murder case not even the most powerful forces could solve? Everyone holds a secret. One secret slipped, is one life taken. Let the deepest darkest secrets unfold. Once the tears of anger, replace the tears of fear, blood shall be shed. The fearful Heirs' Curse, shall prove itself. One more time. Let the helplessness be overcome, and let the agony take its place. The eyes that once shed the tears of grief, are now to be the same eyes witnessing the most inhumane acts of the human race. Here, Opposing isn't courage, to oppose the puppeteers is. THE HEIRS' CURSE. By Karen.