The circus! The circus! All who come find their way to the circus. Everyone has their secrets hidden behind the roses

This is a cold story, from the mouth of a cold man. A story of love, shame, and duty. A story which doesn't hide its biases, it's hate and its fear of who it's written about. Chains just could not hold them. No matter how hard He tried Chains could not hold Vladimir and Marietta. Even Rylen an entity divine in his shadow, a powerful businessman and a force of evil in himself. Could merely obsess over them.

Spoofy spoof. Ive been planning on doing this for a while.

God once asked a mortal "Why do you fight in this war?" The mortal replied "Because I am a child of war."

When the world is destroyed, with very few survivors, how will they survive?

One man, one idea, the world is in for a terribly wonderful surprise. A man collecting his pieces to play a game of chess. A game filled with moves and countermoves. How will evil fight itself if its the only one playing the game?

A story about a brother and sister

The forever doomed lovers are free from the prisons. What will happen once they finally meet again?