Shakky thought she understood the price of being a pirate. She was wrong. Years before God Valley, Shakky crossed paths with the Roger Pirates - and with the man who would quietly change the course of her life. Taken by a power that does not bargain, paraded as a prize, and buried somewhere the world cannot reach, she learns just how far the Celestial Dragons will go to claim what was never theirs to begin with. Some things, however, cannot be owned. A story of firelit nights, dangerous promises, and the price of being remembered. This is a One Piece fan fiction. I do not own the original characters or world - only this story. This story can be enjoyed without prior knowledge of the manga (in my humble opinion) !!!!! Contains spoiler from the manga up till chapter 1159 !!!!!!!

Halloween is truly a festive time of year. Spooky stories, haunted houses and vampires that you can't help but thirst over because you're weird like that. That's why Hale Woodsen's inviting you to the Traitre Museum. You know, that weirdly atmospheric place near 86th, the one with the dome ceiling? Yeah. There'll be music. Shadows. Smoke machines. Candlelight that definitely isn't safe. Maybe even a Ouija board or two. Costumes are absolutely mandatory - don't come dressed like a civilian unless you want to be sacrificed mid-party for the aesthetic. For everyone has suffered a tragedy recently, the disappearance of Luca Almirez. For those who don't know (you're living under a rock), the basketballer disappeared a month or two ago, after the biggest game of his life. Nothing's been found about him, and to be honest? We're not sure if there ever will be. He was a best friend, a gifted sportsman, and overall a beloved member of society. Perhaps this is Hale's way of battling the grief. Since, you know, he was Luca's best friend. He's trying just as hard as everyone else to get to the bottom of this. His list of suspects is never ending, from Cady Lovaine to Ruel Cruz, to even Reverie Vale and Leslie Wilde. But they have hunches too, and so the story continues, dangerous and twisted. But that's not everything. If you want to get all the details, let's leave the Halloween party. Let's go to the 16th of August, where everything began.

Cecilia Moore and Rowan Sinclair meet by chance over the last chocolate éclair. It's brief, forgettable, and meant to stay that way. Instead, they become friends. Slowly. Quietly. Through shared routines, unfinished conversations, and time that keeps folding them back into each other's lives. What they build feels safe because it remains undefined no expectations, no promises, no risk of loss. Rowan grows attached first, though he never says it. Cecilia senses the shift but refuses to name it, afraid that once spoken, it will demand more than she's willing to give. As the line between friendship and love blurs, they're forced to confront what happens when emotional intimacy arrives before readiness and whether some connections are doomed not because they fail, but because they are understood too late. © skiilore