****CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING**** (Chapters with asterisks ** have not been edited yet) edited once: * unedited: ** Prince Aryan needs a princess. Or so his father tells him. ********* "How come I've never met you before?" He asked after a moment of silence. "Probably because I'm new." I scoffed. "I started a week ago. And people like you don't usually notice people like me." "What's that supposed to mean?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow. "Exactly what you'd think. You're a prince, I'm basically a servant here. I work in exchange for a place to sleep, food, and clothes." "It's not my fault you're new." He grumbled. "I guess not. I never stay in a kingdom long before leaving." "Does that mean you're leaving here too?" Aryan asked, seemingly disappointed. "We'll see." I shrugged. Of course I was leaving, but I couldn't tell him that. He could try to stop me. "Why do you leave?" He asked. "Why do you stay?"

[COMPLETED] Lances anger flushed away with that smile, Keith's eyes holding deep secrets and soft truths, and Lance wanted to unfold all of it, but he also felt a strong urge to protect him. He blinked, trying to shake the feelings out of his head. But they were already indented in his heart. ~~~~~~~ Keith is a siren seeking his purpose. Lance is a fisherman waiting for change. When the two meet, they both find out there's more to this world than the next wave. Cover done by @damnallgoodnamesgone

"What is he doing here?" "I don't know. But something is fishy. The Malfoy we know would never go anywhere near a house like the Burrow." Christmas Holidays in sixth year and Draco Malfoy appears in front of the Burrow. #1 in theburrow (February 2020) #2 in drarry (December 2020) Disclaimer: This is based on J.K. Rowling's books and none of the characters belong to me...

I have it all, huh? I'm sweet and caring for everyone and anyone. Yeah, I'm a little dumb, but that's just because I'm lazy, right? Right?! I'm fine, right?! Don't worry about me, these are just minor scratches! Everything's okay [major violence, cursing, sexual abuse / assault ( never in detail ), slurs (specifically sexual), suicidal thoughts and actions]

(reading time: 5 mins) ❝ The chemicals consumed me. And then I fell in love with you, unexpectedly ❞ PPS: I wrote this when I was metaphorically high and drunk. Or maybe not so metaphorically after all.