"Until they are dead, do we never part." WARNING: Violence, language, strong sexual content including dialogue may not be suitable for very young readers.

Join Lorelei and Loki as they unravel the threads of mystery, unveil the masks of evil intentions and put together the pieces of the puzzle in their adventures. Looking for VOLUME 2? Read it here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/220978938-project-loki-volume-2 Looking for VOLUME 3? Read it here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/101604752-project-loki-volume-3 ✓Published under PSICOM Publishing ✓Wattys 2016 Talk of the Town ✓Featured Mystery/Thriller story Cover Illustration by Chiire Dumo.

The new semester opens with a bang that shocks the four Houses of QED University, an exclusive school for promising students of the science of deduction and art of detection. The Holmesian Harriet Harrison never thought that the day would come when their archnemesis Moriartian faction beat them in the House War. Her competitive attitude toward her class rival Morrie Moreno intensifies, each trying to outsmart and outmaneuver the other. But trouble does not stop there. The most charming Adlerian Aiden Alterra commits himself to a "secret mission" and starts pestering Harriet. The seemingly mute Wilhelmina Williams from the Watsonian faction also gets dragged along with the three in a string of mysterious incidents that will plague the university. Despite their dissenting motivations and unique personalities, the four will have no choice but to work together as a team toward one common goal and against one common enemy. The classes begin. Character illustrations by RAZE_DALI

Meet the detectives of the Moriartea Cafe. Cover artwork by @CryAllen

Would you like to play a game? The rules are simple... you just have to get someone to fall in love you, devote himself to you, and care for you until the end of his days. Think it's easy? Confident you'll win? Let's see how well you play the game. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

I am dying - it was inevitable. The poison given to me over the course of several months have spread throughout my veins and seep through my bones. I was alone. There was not one single person to hold me, to comfort me, or to cry for me... I am all alone... NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".