It's not a book, just a collection of my drawings from January 2017 to now, I'm self-taught, just recently enrolled in a workshop so please no hate. I just wanna get some criticism or suggestions. Hope you enjoy :) Not in order, Btw

Various short story head-canons in the Harry Potter fan fiction genre.

Aeons once ruled the world. Now, their empire lies in ruin, and the survivors hide on the fringes of society. Nahlia is a librarian's apprentice who's obsessed with Aeon lore, scavenging for hints of their legendary power. But others are searching too, including the Templars who seek to hunt down the Aeon survivors. When the Templars attack her family, Nahlia is forced to infiltrate a secret academy and rise beyond everything she's ever known. https://davidmusk.com/books/aeonica-the-lost-redeemer

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Of all the things on Taylor Buckley's agenda, developing superpowers was not one of them. One day she was a normal kid in school with a big secret and the next she was whisked away to a place called Supernatural Abilities that specializes in training people with powers just like her. She is thrown into a world filled with fighting, betrayal, and pain and despite the war going on between her kind and their enemy, a greater secret and power lies in the hands of six Supernaturals. This is the story of Taylor Buckley, the girl who had no idea what she had gotten herself into. BOOK ONE OF THE SUPERNATURAL ABILITIES TRILOGY Reached #2 for fantasy!!

A HARRY POTTER FAN FICTION BOOK ONE ❝Lucy wasn't sure of many things. She wasn't sure exactly when she'd discovered she was a witch. She wasn't sure what made her eyes so green. She wasn't sure as to how her father put up with rowdy students all day everyday. Hell, she wasn't even sure as to who he mother was. But she was sure that Fred Weasley loved her.❞ Lucy Snape is the daughter of the formidable Potions Master, Severus Snape, and is in her fifth year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is the very same year that her best friend Fred Weasley will have his last. As he and George's final days of schooling draw to a close he desperately wants to ensure Weasley's Wizard Wheezes is ready to go. With help from someone they least expected to be willing, Fred finds himself suddenly captivated by the girl he's been 'just friends' with for so long. FIND THE SEQUEL ON MY PROFILE: I'm in Love with Lucy Snape, But I'm a Weasley!