After witnessing a Vampire feed on a human, Cian curiosity grew beyond control which almost cost his life. He wakes up in a supernatural world where Vampires, werewolf, witches and all the Myth written in the books exists. He discovered he had an identical twin brother and was been haunted by a secret group because of a strange prophesy. Would their life go according to the prophesy or is there more to the prophesy that hasn't be revealed.

[The Originals] "She was born in a storm, has lightning in her soul. Thunder in her heart, and chaos in her bones." "She wears strength and darkness equally well, that woman is half goddess, half hell." [Season 1 - onwards]

Her presence was accentuated by the sharpness of her elongated nails and the elegance of her pointed chin, which contributed to her exquisitely defined jawline. With every step she took, her ears twitched as if attuned to the secrets whispered by the surrounding wilderness, while her nimble fingers gracefully brushed aside any obstructing vegetation that dared to cross her path. And as she fluttered her enchanting eyelashes, Calvin couldn't help but be drawn to the mesmerizing juxtaposition before him-a single eye possessed a clarity of light blue, while its counterpart exuded an enigmatic mist of ethereal purple, a sight that held a spellbinding mystery all its own. The pixies' delicate movements came to a sudden halt, their bodies dropping gracefully to the forest floor. Heads bowed, they paid homage to the figure that had captured their attention. The music that had filled the air moments ago ceased, leaving only the soft sound of liquid dripping from the glistening foliage. It was the pixie queen who had arrived.

I had the normal life of a starving artist until I saw the brooding man in that crappy alley. If only I could have left well enough alone, but no I had to paint him. Now I'm in loads of trouble. There are people after me and I have no idea why. Maybe the guy from the alley can help me out here. Then again, maybe he'll just complicate things.

Charles Sharron is the son of a poor family in Scottland. At the age of 18 he found out that he could use telepathy, after going through a test run by the government and was thus sent to the International Academy for Supernatural Powers and Abilities, short IASPA, in Hungary. There he meets many other people like him, among others the third son of the prestigious chinese Xiao family, Xiao Lan Chen. But life is not peacefull outside the academy, as other supernatural power users start to disappear. As such things happen more and more frequently, a team is sent out to uncover the truth behind the disappearances. Among which are Charly and Xiao Lan Chen. As I'm mostly writing for my own fun and I'm not expirienced, please don't judge me too harshly. Please enjoy☺ PS: BoyxBoy 🔞 I don't know how regularly I'll be updating...

Jamie can not explain the darkness that fills his chest. Until a boy with a wicked smile enters his life- nobody has ever understood him before.

Leo is a college drop out who thinks his life is going nowhere. Haunted by the death surrounding him, he makes a mistake that almost costs him his life. The night at Lake Greenwood changes him, either for the better or for the worst. Invited to Blight Academy, Leo is given a second chance. Will he take it or continue to spiral out of existence. There he meets Thoman, a merman who also has a past that haunts him. Him along with two other supernaturally powered friends help Leo through his transition into the world of the supernatural and along the way learns what it's like to have true friends. Then comes along Jay, a mysterious vampire that despises Leo when they first meet. Yet later on realises they have more in common then he once thought. They become friends but Thoman disapproves. Will Leo side with Thoman and cut Jay out of his life or will he keep seeing Jay in secret. Yet during Leo's turmoil, more is happening around him then he thinks, sprouting the roots of danger, deceit and death. Recently on Blight Academy: "How long?" Ebony asks yet I remain silent. "How long, Jayden!" "Almost a year now," I say, tense at her silence. "That's very dangerous, starving yourself like this!" Ebony says, concern oozing off her in waves. "I can handle it!" I shout, yet my voice wavers. I feel myself shaking and Ebony steps forward, reaching out to me but I back away. Shaking my head and exiting garden-like balcony and rushing down the hall. Ebony stood there alone, wondering what was going through the mind of her precious vampire boy.

*** COMPLETED *** Sixteen year old Daniel Layman has been bullied since he came out. His best friend and protector Sean, moved to Los Angeles leaving Daniel to fend for himself in Oklahoma City. Along with trying to survive every minute of hell at school, Daniel also has to walk over five miles everyday through the dangerous streets of Oklahoma City, just to get home - where he has to ignore the aggressive men his mother brings home every night. Seventeen year old Ethan Miller has been a member of one of the most dangerous gangs in Oklahoma City since he ran away from the foster care system as a child. When Daniel stumbles onto a turf war between Ethan's gang and their rivals, Ethan saves him. But the more Ethan gets to know Daniel, the more he realizes just how much saving Daniel needs. Cover art: made by me #1 in #boyxboy - May/2020 #2 in #gay - May/2020

❝The child of a royal bloodline does not have to follow the footsteps of their ancestors,❞ [chronicles of narnia; prince caspian] [based off of the movie] [first instalment] ©MARYSWINCHESTER

Kalopsia [ka-lop-se-a] Greek (n.) The delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are. Poetry. Mostly intertwined with Tales of Greek Mythology. "Will wonders never cease When my muse saunters the velvet night, And prays to the moon for fine dreams, With the voice of a thousand angels singing a symphony?" "You obliterated her heart Ruined her morality Invaded her thoughts without permission And filled her senses with poison." "A single flower, the Hyacinth To be here for all time, Til the earth goes for the long rest, And til we all are dying, And on its softest petals, I inscribe my sorrows "alas" For all time." #1 in free verse as of 1/21/21 #4 in poetry as of 3/24/22 #1 in dark academia as of 10/5/20 #1 in romanticism as of 11/18/20 #1 in light academia as of 1/16/21 #12 in poet as of 1/20/21