Everyday is another game of pretend he has to play. Everyday gets harder and harder, forcing him to hide away. I love him with all my heart but why can't he love me back? Why must I be cursed with this disease? Why must I wear a mask..? Can't I be myself? Will I every become myself again? He keeps asking himself these questions but there's no answer. At least in his eyes there aren't. Cover art by zephy0 on Deviantart Please don't copy or repost. Enjoy, and feel free to leave your comments. I love reading and responding to them!

"I have tears from presidents, kings and queens, even servants. From them, I have power. Not the power of reigning over nations, but the power of knowing one's secrets." ➿ Mark, a renowned serial killer, murders celebrities of all kinds. He makes it his goal to kill an Evolved--a person with abilities. When he sets his sights on Dark, the infamous Tear Stealer, he enters a game he has no idea of how to win and knocks himself into a war he never knew existed. ... Sheera Ayame 2020-21

sorry doesn't cut it. ⚠ trigger warning: cancer, angst ⚠ COMPLETE | November 2017 Sheera Ayame

Anti has gone hard of hearing and homeless all in one night. Until he stumbles upon the Iplier house on accident. He's not doing so well right now after what happened but maybe all he ever needed was a friend? Then maybe everything will be okay . . . . . Do NOT plagiarize, steal or repost. Enjoy!

He stops, breath hitching in his throat at the sight of a gun beside the money. "Welcome home, honey," the man taunts, brow quirked. He gulps and suddenly feels nauseous. "Please don't kill me," he begs, voice breaking.