<2ND BOOK IN MY BLOG SERIES> [Rated #301 for Boredom] The second book where you can see my life crumble before your very eyes for your entertainment! This is just going to be like the first book, full of immature and depressing times that all form together to make my life! [WARNING: Depressing Chapters, Suicidal Talk, Immaturity Ahead!!]

Ayano thought her life was going to be an endless loop forever- Chasing after Taro, getting rejected and failing because of one of her rivals getting to him before she could. She never really noticed anyone else in her life, nobody other than Taro. When she bumps into Osoro- the LAST person on her mind, they surprisingly sparked a friendship that neither of them expected to make. So what will happen to Taro? Will Ayano just have to try harder to show him her love? Or will she fall for someone who can actually return her feelings? (YandereSim Fanfic. Male!OsoroXAyano) (WARNING: Murder, blood and gore, please don't read if you're triggered by violence. ALSO: Lots of swearing contained inside this book)

(WARNING THIS IS A FLOWEY X MAD DUMMY FANFICTION) [This Undertale Fanfiction is as if everyone in the Undertale world is human, nobody is a flower, or a goat, or a fish.] __________________________ Flowey was sick and tired of being treated like an animal, the Ruins were home- his cage. He'd grown accustomed to the setting, seeing the exact same things every single day. Asgore had sealed Flowey away in the Ruins for eternity, just so he couldn't harm anyone anymore. Over the years, Flowey had grown stronger and more hostile, obviously nobody would believe him if he told them that he was the king's son, Asriel. The last time someone stepped foot into the Ruins was over 100 years ago, Flowey hadn't interacted with someone for that long, he already had lost hope that he ever would again. But what happens when someone new comes into the Ruins? Will Flowey kill them mercilessly like everyone else? Or will he be able to make friends with them and not be so lonely anymore? (I think I'm the only one who ships these 2... XD Anyways, Characters are from Undertale, Undertale belongs to Toby Fox. BxB, violence, swearing, depression warning!!)

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 #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}

[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]

<1ST BOOK IN MY BLOG SERIES> This is just a book where I share my life outside of Wattpad, where you can feel my pain, see my fears and hate my thoughts. ^//^ Just something to do, right? Hope you enjoy reading this story along with my other three Blogs! [Warning: Depressing Chapters, Suicidal Talk, Dark Thoughts, Rants] {YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED}

"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}