I felt myself staring at the boy. New...? Is that what the others said? But... he didn't look like a newborn, in fact, he looked 16... couldn't have been born yesterday, right? I sat there confused, staring in his direction. He was drawing, a notebook placed in his lap as his pencil gently scratched against the paper. It was then, a certain smell hit my nose. I sniffed the air softly, trying not to pull too much attention towards myself. My eyes flickering around as I tried to determine where they were. One of my kind is nearby... a demon...? An Astra in this school? But... why? I closed my eyes tightly, rubbing my temples gently as I tried to think over the entire class talking and making noise. I have to find the other one of my kind... I want to know why they're here... What would they be doing here...? Astra's don't come up to the surface at all. --- Nova is an Astra demon, a monster is what some would say. His species is emotionless- other than him, of course. He's known as 'defective,' where he actually HAS emotions. Though, they're strong, too strong for him to control. He ran away from the underground, not wanting to live in Hell any longer than he had to. More specifically, the 1st layer. So now he's known as a 'Rogue,' since he's the only Astra left on the surface. But what happens when he meets Ara? Another one of his kind? [WARNING: Torture, Depression, Blood and Gore, Violence] {Possible Trigger Warning?}

[Rated #22 in Angel] The one who sat in the throne was Leto himself. His body was huge, you could literally stand in his palm if you wanted to. His eyes were mysterious. His eyes completely black except for two small white dots in each one which were his pupils, it was visible from behind the mask that he always wore. The mask was half white and half black, both sides with pretty patterns such as small pointy triangles and a small curved line of white on the black side. His body was complete black and surrounded in smoke, fire blazing in plates on either side of the throne base in bright orange and red beautiful colours all mixing together perfectly. Rory stopped in front of Leto, bowing respectfully to his lord and master before straightening. Leto's booming loud voice filled the air next, startling Rory a little considering it was still early morning, about 3:13AM. "Greetings, Rory." Leto greeted almost emotionlessly, his voice showing no signs of anything, not even happiness or affection, like he didn't care about anything at all. Rory replied with a simple nod before replying, "Hello my lord, what duties do you have for me today? The regular?" "Actually, I have a mission for you today." Leto started, tapping his fingers together almost anxiously, even though his mask read no expression of excitement. "Something very big, and something very... Very important..." ...What would that be?... --- Black haired, yellow eyed, pale with black wings. Seemed humane ENOUGH. Rory is the only one of his demon species, from what he can remember. His only duties are to collect souls that seem unstable, broken or dark and return them to Leto so that they can be properly at peace. He doesn't ever care about anything else, other than pleasing his Lord with doing his job CORRECTLY. But when one of his missions require him to attend a nearby Highschool, the last thing on his mind is to 'make friends' or 'fit in.' But when Rory meets Hunter, that all changes. Completely.

[Rated #92 in Satan] Blood painted the floor, splashing up and staining the once chipping and dusty walls. I knew there was a reason I never took this route through this side of the school, something about this site just gave me chills. But I was right about everything. I shouldn't have come here, I shouldn't have done any of this. I should've known the consequences were real, but I didn't think they're ever be inflicted upon ME. And there I was, staring the tall and mighty Lucifer who towered taller than I could've ever imagined. I felt like an ant compared to him, like a bug that would get trapped and then crushed in his mighty hands. His teeth flashed from the above lights, his eyes remaining a dark black onyx as he stared deeply into my soul, I could feel the heaviness in my chest, tears threatening to spill. I couldn't find my voice. Everything that I once owned was just suddenly... Torn away from my grasp. "Please don't hurt me..." I tried to say sternly but all that came out was a sharp desperate plea. Lucifer was merciless though, I should've known from the beginning. He's the fucking devil of course... "Oh Idris, I'm not going to harm you." He paused in between his words as if thinking of something to add. His smile widened into a nasty, sinister smirk. "...Yet." [WARNING: Depression, Self-Harm, Possessiveness, Dystopian] {TRIGGER WARNING} [Lucifer X Angel Story]

"Alvin! Kenny!" I called out, hearing more footsteps move from one place to another. Some idiot was moving around... I couldn't see them... "Alvin?" I asked, my eyebrow raised a little in confusion. I was looking in the direction of the footsteps, hoping they'd move again. "Alvin come here! What do we do now!? ALVIN!" I yelled, I glanced back at the wave of vampires still approaching. We were getting most of them, but they all were still coming closer each second. When I looked back in Alvin's direction, it felt like a blur. Someone was standing in front of me, I hadn't even heard them move towards me. "Alv-" I couldn't even finish my sentence, everything started to blur, then turn black. And just like that, I fell unconscious. -------- Damien was a VEP- Vampire Eradication Police. His duties consisted of patrolling the outside on the streets, securing weapons and fighting against the Vampires when they attacked in their waves. It happened every few years, it was pretty much expectable. Until someone new showed up, a different kind of vampire. Cadell. What made him so different? It was the fact that he didn't seem so bloodthirsty as the others were, he just seemed glued to Damien's hip wherever he went. But what happens when Cadell actually falls in love with Damien? What will he do? He's supposed to kill vampires, not befriend them. So what's next? [WARNING: Stockholm Syndrome, Depression, Violence and Swearing] {TRIGGER WARNING}

[Rated #389 in Insanity] "Oh my God! You just killed her!!" I screamed, covering my mouth, staring at the gore that was displayed in front of me. Erith stood in the corner, hugging a knife tightly to his chest, eyes wide and staring at me. His clothes and hands were splattered with dark, red, blood. "Adrian.." He mumbled, pointing the knife in my direction, right at my face. His voice made him sound like he was dazed, like he was half asleep. "Do you love me, now?" What? Why would he kill my sister?! What does he mean?! Why can't he just leave me alone?! What did he do?! "Y-You're i-insane!!" I cried out, tears welling in my eyes as I backed up. I made a mistake. I backed myself up in a corner! Erith hummed, head tilting to the side a bit as he stepped closer to me, lips pressing against mine gently. It was dark, twisted, I hated it. I just wanted to go home!! "You love me, don't you?" [WARNING: Dark Story, Stockholm Syndrome, Murder, Blood and Gore, Violence] {TRIGGER WARNING}

The story of Future Diary but a whole new objective, to win over Yuki. It's Akise's turn to have Yuki. Same story but told from a different perspective with the ending I believe it should've had. Enjoy.

WATTYS 2016 WINNER Untouchable. Stone. Jewel - these are some of the names used for people who are born with a gemstone at the centre of their forehead. This unfortunate phenomenon cannot be detected before birth, it cannot be prevented, if a family has a Jewelled child, there is only one outcome: Before they're sixteen, they will have to leave human society forever and serve "the Zephyr". Among the Jewels there are those who have it worse. Those who sport clear diamonds on their foreheads, the Undefined. The downtrodden, the unlucky - the doomed. Cello Riles and Syianne Locke are both Undefined. On their sixteenth birthday, they each leave their homes and travel across the country to the Zephyr, attempting to go into service. Though aside from the place, or thing, that will take them from human society forever - what IS the Zephyr? There are only questions promised, only shadowy riddles guaranteed. Yet faced with no other choice they must venture forth and plunge into the unknown - the Zephyr. [A big thanks to @stpolishook for being a wonderful friend and helping me figure out how to write a better synopsis] COVER BY Abyss-of-Crazy