Jormungandr found out how to hide his true form humans and now is in Greece running from Odin's fury from leaving Midgard.

I do mostly dragon art...okay...all dragon art. Probably most of what I post on here will be digital. This is basically a place for me to throw up random stuff. (Cover art by yours truly)

1) I've been on Wattpad for a good minute, and I think I can safely say I've seen it all. 2)I love Wattpad, and all its inhabitants dearly, most of 'em anyway... And finally... 3) These are all my damn opinions, and it's staying that way. So. I give you my crappy rants on Wattpad's little imperfections. *Disclaimer* There's a lot of cursing....like a shitload of it. But hey, it's what I do best. Don't get booty-hurt later. **Disclaimer Two** most of this was written YEARS ago when i was barely a teenager, including everything above this lil paragraph. so some of the views and opinions i share here have changed, bc duh, i'm older now. but i won't edit anything. i'd like WPP to remain authentic and reflective of the time it was written. my own personal time capsule if u will. pls keep that in mind, thank u. <3 ✨if anyone is inspired to start their own rant book after reading this glorified 20-something part complaining session, let me know! tag, message or post on my board so i can read it! i love knowing that the ramblings of a teenager inspired someone else to write ✨

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Anahita gave up her mermaid tail for legs to win the love of a prince. This was the worst decision she had ever made. Now, stuck in a kingdom of witches, floating libraries, treacherous princes and charming pirates, she must cross seas to have her wish reversed and return to the ocean she loves.

Original Scary Stories that you haven't heard before! New updates. I've always liked telling stories, and my friends like it when I tell them the scary stories I make up. All the stories in this book are completely original and written by me. If you use them, please make sure to give me credit, as I own them. Thank you, enjoy! *I also own the cover art*

*03/03/2020 - 𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙄𝙎𝘾𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙁𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏* _̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲ Everybody at Black Hill knows about the lake by the old house. They know never to let an open wound bleed out in the murky waters. Never to take their eyes off the pine trees lining the banks. Then Annalise Madigan moves in, and she can't believe her luck when the popular kids invite her for a swim in the lake. But when she dives under the depths of the water, her life unravels. After swimming up, 2 months have passed and her new friends lie dead on the surface. As time goes on, Annalise can't keep track of the days, losing hours where she's unable to remember what she's done. And there's always a trail of dead kids on the water behind her. Drawn into a mystery of dark creatures and police investigations, Annalise must find out what happened at the bottom of the lake that night. Or else risk losing her soul forever. _̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲_̲ ONC 2020 Entry

NOW WITH A SAPPY EPILOGUE!! This was originally a thing for school but then @Southpaw28Q dared me to put it on Wattpad too so I thought... OH WHAT THE HELL LET'S DO IT This is probably my only original book that isn't a fanfiction... I'm really sad... (note: it isn't anymore but still)