My name is Mayla Rose and I am a Virgo. The Zodiac Signs are a group of people who are power hungry and will kill anything and anyone who will get into their way. My job is to reinforce the balance between the twelve signs and save the world from the Zodiac Signs' dark powers. Will you join me in the fight?

Jokes of mostly history, because I have to share it.

The students of Special Section are dying, one by one. Some say it's a curse, but the transfer student believes that someone is killing her classmates. How can Rhianne stop the killing when anyone can be the killer? Will she be able to find the killer before the killer finds her? *** When Rhianne transferred schools and became a part of Special Section, she thought she belonged to the best. But one day, everything started to crumble down. Their teacher left, attitudes have changed, and a curse has been causing their classmates to die. At this point, anyone can be considered as the killer-the person whom you considered as a friend might actually be the one who would stab you to death. Can the group of Rhianne be able to find the truth and catch the killer before it's too late? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

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The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

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Vierne Obolensky is the last heir of the Obolensky family, the family of Earls in Moscow, Russia. With a demigod's destructive powers in both her hands, she killed everyone who touched her, leaving her alone in an abandoned mansion away from human civilization, waiting for a peaceful end, until she meets music, music in human form. As he takes over her days and nights, she is lost in his ocean blue eyes. Those eyes that invite her to kill again, this time, to secure a position as the most powerful mediator between gods and humans, the ruler of death, the judge of purgatory, a Gatekeeper. As they go on a journey of self-discovery, they meet other magical beings, exorcists, gods, devils and star sprits. Music falls prey to his old deeds under a fatal curse. "My death awaits me," "Not if I rule over death," With a sweet savage and a romantic pervert by her side, will such a sheltered girl ever get to the Gatekeeper throne every demigod wishes for? Dear Ms Lady Demigod Copyright 2018

Part 2 of AU Undertale One-Shots. I wright fluffy hurt/comfort oneshots. I do take request if I am able to do them. No lemons but there will be romace and small makeouts in some.

This will mostly be Sans and Papyrus One-shots. Some witll have a part 1-3 or will just be medium sized story's. I will do AU's! I am a wrighter who likes fluffy or sometimes sad yet comfort stories!