For millennia, rules had been set down in concrete for gods and mortals; -No God should ever make contact with a mortal -Bringing mortals to the immortal realm is forbidden -Visiting the mortal realm is allowed, but as long as NO contact with mortals is made - NEVER fall in love with a mortal If these rules were broken, the punishments could range from loss of powers, demotion, or complete banishment from the upper realm. These rules meant everything. But as always, there's always the odd few that assume the rules don't apply to them... -There's also a lot of Crossmare in this :3- Cover credit: Lunar-Chan on Tumblr

Skdhhxhs bad art, stories for events like Christmas, Valentine's Day etc. Edit: Just art now :'3 Cover credit: me

They Begin with being neighbors, but will they end with Love? Also none of the art in this book is mine. Credit goes to the person who made it. I wrote this book when I was 10. Its so incredibly cringey so read at ur own discretion.

(Might make a rewritten version of this story since I'm not too proud of it. If you're reading this note, leave a comment on one of the chapters if you'd want me to write a better Errink story. -Ender) On and on..... War was all it was. It was the creator and the destroyer. The creator made various worlds all with their own little twists, but the destroyer hated his creations..... 'nuisances' is what he called them. But what will happen when the creator wants to make amends with the destroyer and become friends again! Will Error agree to Inks truce or will they continue fighting till the end of time........ There also is some Crossmare in here~ Cover: by me ( WARNING! This is my first book and I'm bad at spelling but I'll make sure this won't go as quickly as other fanfics anyway enjoy!)

They first came as individuals, people caught up in the Nuclear blast of Craitown. But people soon realised that the infected numbers were increasing. Cities were swarmed by mobs of what the few remaining survivors dubbed as 'Zombies'. The virus messed with their brains, driving them insane with a crazy instinct to kill. Survivors fled, taking refuge in defended shelters, sticking in groups. But nothing can keep the infected back. No defences. No weapons. No running. With numbers steadily rising and the living population dying out, the world is still no closer to finding a cure. And now people are starting to wonder, is this really the end of the world? DISCLAMER: This book contains horribly OOC characters and I as the author thoroughly dislike this book so don't have high hopes Cover credit: Avri_02 on Tumblr

This is for the Crossmare anniversary 3rd July :3 Long ago an ancient chest containing all the gems and riches was kept under lock and key at the palace of the royals. The chest was a target. Pirates from all around the world would come to try steal its riches. But the chest held a curse. "If a pirate takes this chest and steals its riches, may a curse be set on them and the whole world." To keep the world safe, the royals hid the crate, locking it up along with a riddle. The key for the chest was entrusted with their closest and most reliable friend. The oceans been at peace for years now. But the holder of the key died, leaving it to his son, and with the pirates on his trail, its only a matter of time before the world collapses and falls out of balance Crossmare Cover credit: onebizarrekai on Tumblr.

This is an Undertale book! High school's tough for everyone. Everyone has something they hate or dislike about it. We all face problems and have our good and bad days. So how will a bunch of skeletons cope with living the life of a student? This is my second book and shall include all of my favourite sanscest ships. Enjoy!

What would happen... If Ink switched sides? Ink is TIRED of constantly being told that he should have better job at protecting and that everything was his fault! As in, that has happened to Ink so much, that he has given up hoping that the AU could ever be nicer and be a family to him. Every family destroyed. "It's all Ink's fault!" Every AU destroyed. "It's all Ink's fault!" Everything. "It's all Ink's fault!" No. All that is over.