[ LOVE TRIANGLE ] About a group of teenagers and their changing lives as they navigate the complicated tightrope between love and friendship. Jane's boyfriend Thorne has always been reliable but recently something's different about him. Though that's nothing compared to his cousin, and Jane's best friend Chris who seems to be distancing himself from both of them for reasons unknown.

This is a story of love, friendship, and baseball. I haven't gotten too far into the plot so this is the best/corniest description I could come up with. Will update as I write, I promise. Cover was made by @mystifique

His Grace the Grand Duke Kilan never expected to become Emperor of Carann. But things rarely go as planned, and this is no exception. Who knows, he might even learn to like being Emperor. He could do without Death's interference, though. {Written for NaNoWriMo 2017, Camp NaNoWriMo June 2018, and NaNoWriMo 2018} Cover by @xXArachnidXx

Zuwha grows up in a village where all magic is hated and the ones who use it are executed. One day, when the village is attacked by wolves, he turns out to have magic as well. Yet when he is up for execution, two people show up and take him away before he can get killed. They tell him they are mages, and that he will soon be one of them. Soon, he's pulled into a crazy conflict. The god of darkness is after the mages, who of course won't go down without a fight. The mages create a plan to summon another goddess to destroy the one that's after them, and Zuwha and the others are the ones to get the things needed to summon her. But is everything they are told really all there is to it? Can they summon the goddess and make it out alive? {*I'm constantly editing when I find mistakes, so don't be surprised when a chapter is re-uploaded*} Thanks for taking the time to read this. Once again I'll have to mention that I'm not native English so that there will be mistakes from time to time. And I'm in dire need of a proper title, as this one is plain bad. Also in need of a cover, but I'm working on it. Don't be shy to leave comments, I really need them. Thanks ^-^ -={ Cover by: Lucinda- }=-

There was nothing left but time, a systematic downward spiral, and a lifetime of regrets. A few well-spoken words did little to soothe his pain and mend his pride, but as his dark eyes scanned the sky his son's words echoed sweetly in his ears. "It only rains when the angels want to remind us to be happy, Dad. They're crying so we don't have to." Maybe, just this once, the angels would remember to cry for him today.

Luck has changed. The balance, shifted. It now favors the dark. Displaying any type of negativity will get you killed. Being positive will give you a better chance at living another day. This is the belief shared among all mortals on Earth. But they share it with immortals, beings who can literally siphon all your organs out and take over your skin. With luck favoring them now, the world has become a field of feigned optimism, paranoia and fear. Nulniya is a tracker who just can't get on the positivity train. It is her job to track hollowed bodies that immortals have disposed of, and then process them. Yet she has other things on her mind, like finding the immortals that killed her parents. She believes that every hollowed body processed will gets her one step closer to finding out those responsible. But little does she know, she's a lot closer to them. And not the way that she's hoping.

11x featured wattpad story. Before everything, it's assumed there was nothing, but what if there was no real difference between the two? Just two extreme philosophies from the first conflict. The planet Huom has been under observation for longer than should technically be possible. The primary watcher, a bitter black hole, is excited to see that there is finally a proverbial Darkness at the end of the tunnel. Meanwhile, on the planet, in the freezing mountains of Empris, Lyeasrakardsul, the oldest living sorcerer, suffers from devastating nightmares. At the same time, far away in the sandstone desert of Zenon, Herschel, a man filled to the brim with weird ideas is escaping a prison filled with strange old men. What does all this have to do with arsehole Gods, hairy Dwarfs, frustrated Afreets, curious Knomes, lizard-women, and nude Áettar? Perhaps Nothing, perhaps Everything... but why can't it be both?