Dream, Blueberry and Ink are the protectors of AU's aka. 'The star sanses' People say that they are the cutest and nicest Sanses in the whole multiverse.. But what if... One day that changed, just because of one single member of the Moon sanses/Bad sanses ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This book has actually been discontinued, so be warned, if you DO read this (which I doubt), remember that it's not fully finished. It's also very cringe, but I'm sure you're able to see that just by looking at the cover...

old omg.. made by ray

this will be depresing stuff and lemons there sorry

Uhhhhhhh- Hellloooo ! You know what this is boys ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Fresh was just, you know, 01011000==-- another t̴͕͖͓̀y̯̤͑́́̓́p̶̸̨̺͊̍̒̓̀i̵͓͙̱͚̎͟c̷̹͖͋́̃ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞ḻ̸͈ͧ͑̓̓̀͡ nerdy skeleton Monster (because of course it's something you see every flipping day) living out his life until he got expelled from his highschool. When he joins Underhigh as the new kid, he thinks this is his ɔɥɐuɔǝ to turn over a new leaf and to keep his p̶̸̨̺͊̍̒̓̀ă̶̸̝ͦ͊̿͋͞s̩͙͖̋͛͟t̴͕͖͓̀ a secret. But when he meets the popular jock Paperjam, things get...interesting. [Such as, to name a few, saving people from getting run over, learning that Monsters can have goopy tentacles, and that getting involved in a questionable Multiverse V2Fy isn't recommended for even more questionable skeletal health. Also, this story does get confusing at some points due to my impossibly twisted ways of using grammar and throwing classy-sounding terms left and right for simple concepts. Be warned.] [Also, I do not own the NaJ characters, just this story plot. Thank you.]

(Warning : 2018 Cringe written by my 12-13 year old past self from Chapters 1 up to Chapter 43) Love, or the inability to experience it, is a profound struggle. But what if you don't even know what love is? Nightmare, a being defined by his negativity, has never been one to entertain emotions like happiness or joy. He despises these positive feelings, yet finds himself bewildered when new, unfamiliar emotions start to stir within him. Confused and unprepared, he grapples with identifying and understanding these strange sensations. Killer, on the other hand, is more aware of what these emotions are supposed to be, thanks to his friends' descriptions. Yet, despite this knowledge, he remains disconnected from these feelings, unable to truly grasp them. As a skeleton who once lacked any emotions until a friend mended his soul, his detachment is understandable. He's heard that love brings a warmth to your soul, a fluttering in your stomach, like having butterflies inside. Both of these skeletons find themselves pondering the same question: "What are these feelings?"