Angels. The Fallen. Humans. Larissa was once an Archangel who stood beside the Throne of Light. Now she is wingless. Forgotten by Heaven and consumed by revenge, she hides among humans while hunting the ones who destroyed her life. Then she meets Lucas. A mysterious Fallen who awakens feelings she buried long ago. Between light and darkness, love and hatred, Larissa must decide who she truly is... before the war consumes everything.

The memories, countless, trillions... You are eternally grateful for this gift they have given you. But as time molds over, it... may begin to feel stale... How can you go on like this- -when eternity comes? (may receive a sequel in the future)

Welcome to The Jaafar Jackson Story! This has been a labor of love for myself over the last year, and I am very excited to share it with you all.

A group of high school friends gets lost in the woods and trapped inside an old, abandoned mansion. But they aren't alone. A terrifying serial killer known as "THE SHADOW" is hunting them. He moves in the dark, he knows every corner, and he wants them dead. With the help of Mr. Parker, the only man who knows the truth, they must survive the night. But time is running out... and the killer is already inside. Will they make it out alive? Or will they be hunted down? ⏳🩸

She was never supposed to exist in his world. Evelyn was a medical student-rational, precise, learning how to understand life through anatomy, not emotion. He was Michael Jackson-a global phenomenon, a name carved into fame itself, existing under constant light, constant eyes, constant expectation. They were never meant to meet. Never meant to collide. And yet they did. A love that lived between silence and chaos, logic and passion,control and surrender,being drowned in the lights of spotlights. But love is not always enough. Not when one person dreams of forever... and the other is still learning how to breathe. Because some loves don't end. They fracture. And even when the world believes the story is over- it continues in silence. In memory. In everything that was never said.

People don't usually notice when something is wrong. Not at first. Dr. Evelyn Carter is used to listening. To helping. To fixing problems before they spiral out of control. But lately... her patients have been saying the same thing. They feel watched. At first, it's easy to explain. Stress. Anxiety. Paranoia. Until one of them disappears. And another turns up dead. Then a man walks into her office. Calm. Quiet. Familiar in a way that doesn't make sense. He says his name is Noah. The problem? Noah Pierce has been dead for years. Now, the deeper Evelyn looks into her patients, the more the patterns start to form. The same fear. The same words. The same feeling. Like something has been there all along. Watching. Waiting. And now it's getting closer. --- Some secrets should stay buried. Some patients should never be treated.

Paul Reed never knew that he was the lost Dragon prince hiding in the human world. When his first love, Charlotte, returned, only then did things begin to unravel. Not only that, but when the truth comes out, would his school rival, Johanthan, continue to be against him, or would he stand by his side "BLURB" Their eyes met again, and this time, he felt something old, primal unfurl in his chest. It was as if a part of him, long sleeping, finally woke. The scent that hit him was dangerous. It was like vanilla being warmed, mixed with honey and some exotic spice that went to his head and his groin. He growled, low and primal and dangerous in the best way, a smile forming at her unconscious shiver of delight. He snapped, grabbing her by the hand, dragging her away from the almost empty canteen, his mind searching. Soon, he found what he was looking for, an empty broom closet. He pulled her in, pushing her against the wall as he closed and locked the door behind him. His hands found the switch, bathing them in a soft light, just bright enough for them to see each other, the want the need reflected on their faces. Her scent now engulfed him, and he groaned, no longer denying himself and the beast within as he grabbed her face, ready to lean in when...

This is the beginning of a story where lust controls the hearts of the people around. Later they come to find that peace lies within the loss of their loved ones.

In a world where the war never happened and friendships were never shattered by darkness, Sirius Black is finally ready to leave his reckless past behind. Determined to prove he has changed, he announces his engagement to Soigné Durand a fiercely intelligent and unapologetically bold woman who loved him even at his worst. But as wedding plans begin, the ghosts of his past begin to resurface. Old habits, damaged reputations, and the shadow of the arrogant boy he once was threatened the love and future he is trying to build. To protect the woman he loves, Sirius must confront painful truths about family, loyalty, and redemption including the family he ran from and the mother he never truly defied. Meanwhile, Remus Lupin carries a dangerous secret that could destroy everything. Four years earlier, in a moment fueled by betrayal, heartbreak, and anger, he and Soigné crossed a line that was never meant to be crossed. Now Remus must decide whether revealing the truth is worth risking his best friend, their fragile bond, and the life Sirius is trying to build.

The New Republic is fracturing. The First Order is rising. Svenja Kroenke, a young officer, talented yet humble, trained in robotics and command systems, is pulled from Earth - by an ancient mysterious Order older than the Jedi - into a conflict where victory is never clean and every decision leaves a residue. Across the board stands Thrawn: brilliant, patient, and convinced that stability matters more than mercy. His enemies are gone or cornered, and the galaxy is running out of room to stop him. This is not a story of chosen ones or easy triumphs, but of strategic warfare, political friction, and the quiet weight of responsibility. For readers who enjoy competence-driven science fiction, moral complexity, and space battles where outcomes are shaped long before the first shot is fired. Svenja vs Thrawn is not a story of easy heroes or simple battles, but of intelligence under constraint, institutional pressure, and the moral weight of decisions that cannot be undone. For readers who prefer restraint over spectacle, and consequence over comfort. Note: * Will be published on RoyalRoad as well