🥉•|Third place in the Heart and Flame Awards: Jalapeno Poppers category|• Rated-R: {Read the Author's Note For More Information} Two gay villains. Not just wicked smokers and immature characters in a small urban world, no. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ. Twisted geniuses, yes-but not mindless monsters like their original plot hoped... Stanley Stickman and Colonel Pop weren't chaotic for fun; they had purpose, strategy, and one deadly clue about who their enemies really were. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞? 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒚-𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝒀𝒐𝒓𝒌 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔, 𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆: Sawyer, the bear with tan fur, Decan, a stuffed dinosaur, both dressed up as an agent spy... all guarding what this place truly hid under layers of comedy and forced healthy relationships. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ? ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ ᴘᴀɪᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴠɪᴀʟꜱ. 𝑨 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒅, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒇𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔: Attractive, Manipulative women

🎥 TRAILER : https://youtu.be/6NPbnNINsyI "I didn't mean to kill him. At least, not the first time." --- Behind the quiet charm of Amelia's flower shop lies a carefully cultivated world-one where beauty masks something far more deliberate. Every bouquet is arranged with precision. Every choice carries meaning. Because in Amelia's world- the flowers always find a way. 🖤🔪🖤 📌 BET - No one can guess the plot twist. Even though it was right under your nose this whole time. And when it is revealed... you'll have to read the book again. (I will be posting this story on Royal Road as well!)

{COMPLETED}She stared into the eyes of the painting, and it stared back - not with brush or pigment, but with the hunger of something that had waited centuries to be seen... and was never meant to be found.

{COMPLETED} As time flies, fortune turns unfortunate. But can you stop the death that becomes routine? The weight of guilt, the endless struggle to break the cycle, is a true testament to Jeongin asking the same question again and again... "Is this birthday really worth living?" A 7-shot, dedicated to Jeongin as a birthday present from me :) If you want to know the genre- maybe I'll give you a clue... The story cover says it all :D

"There is nothing left from the Old World, only Ash, and Vein. And I bring The Vein, for your greatness..." Eight hundred years after the collapse of the Zenith Era, humanity endures in the shadow of a forgotten science they have come to worship as divine: the Vein. In the East, the Sanctum of Aurelion enforces purity through fire that burning those whose blood carries the so-called sin of impurity. In the West, the Aurex Consortium refines human existence into a resource, feeding their vast industrial engines with the life-force of the desperate through a merciless system known as the Vein Tax. Vael is not a hero. He is a ghost walking a world reduced to ash. There is something wrong with him, something that keeps him standing when he shouldn't be, and leaves him emptier each time it does. He remembers nothing of what came before, only a cold, persistent instinct to keep moving. He does not seek to save the world; to him, hope is merely a slower way to die. But something long buried has begun to stir again, something even the Sanctum's fire was never able to truly erase. The Black Vein. It is not simply a disease. It is a refusal. A fracture in the system itself. A remnant of something older, something that should have remained forgotten. And somewhere within its silence, something is watching, through their eyes. Something that remembers a world before it turned to ash. When a fractured resonance draws Vael into the orbit of a girl protecting a forbidden truth, and a High Executioner whose faith has hardened into something unbreakable, he is forced to move through a land where every form of power is born from suffering. In a world shaped by the Vein, the question is no longer who will survive. But what it means to remain human when your blood is no longer your own.

Exploring what stories are hidden inside the wrappers with a simple metaphor "Life is a box of chocolates"―while still searching for my socks This collection is not strictly autobiographical. The poems explore emotions, identities, and perspectives: some lived, some imagined, some observed. Book cover: A photo clicked by me with a sprinkle of editing using Canva If you think this description is a 96.8% copy paste from my previous book..... YES IT IS. (⛩⏢⛩) If it ain't broke, don't fix it.

"He is a King among women. A Hashiri of Prophecy. And most importantly, he will be the savior... or the end of our Empire." A war across the lands devastated the Hashiri Empire, all because a little baby boy was born. Dinraal, the first male to be born in a thousand years to the Hashiri women. A treaty was met and Dinraal was to be handed to the Empire, to be raised as a King among women. The empire took everything from her. Her home, her family. Everything... Ziphora, vowed to be the end of the Empirical lineage and rule. The enemy of the Empire, the Gyjing were once thought to be dead, but are very much alive and Ziphora remained devoted to them. When Dinraal's best friend is taken by a rumored dead clan, the Gyjing, Ziphora's and Dinraal's paths cross and the Empire would never be the same...

Henry wakes up alone in a silent hotel. His wife, Elena, is gone. So is everyone else. As he ventures deeper into the endless halls of Hotel Désespoir, he encounters grotesque creatures, cryptic messages left behind by those who came before him, and impossible places that seem to exist only to break the human mind. Every floor draws him closer to Elena-but also closer to a truth far more terrifying than anything lurking in the darkness. In this place, monsters are not the only things waiting in the shadows. Sometimes the greatest horror is what you've been running from all along.

Lyra Corvin has lived her life on the run- hunted, alone and branded a monster. Then she meets Finn, a boy with jade eyes who sees her for more than her family's sins. AUTHORS NOTE: I'm a teen author who just writes for fun, this is one of my first stories. I would really appretiate any feedback or suggestions to help me grow! (new chapter every friday)

⌕ 𓂃 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓗𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓮𝓷 𝓣𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓱. 𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓴𝓮𝓹𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓱𝓲𝓭𝓭𝓮𝓷 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭. 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ ⌕ ִֶָ ˖ ࣪𓂃 𝓞𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓾𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓪𝔂 𝓷𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝔂. 𝓢𝓸 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓿𝓮 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾. ♟︎ 𝓢𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓬𝓱 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓮𝓻. 𝓤𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓱. 𝓕𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝔂𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼. 𓂃 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓱 𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰. 🔍🔐 H.T. 𓂃 S.D. 𓂃 U.T. 𓂃 M.S.