Heriotza Stories

ive recently tried drawing dragons and thought I'd post a book about it since im mostly inactive on wattpad nowadays.

Princess Virosa's talons thumped, clutching a small soft fuzzy egg close to her chest as she ran. We have to get somewhere safe- "My princess!" she turned her head to look as a murky brown colored sporewing ran beside her. "yes Mycelium?" Mycelium's face was drawn with worry, he flexed his wings. "The queen is dead... Virosa almost stopped in her tracks, her wings lowering. "N-No-" then her eyes landed on what was in his talons. Her...crown... Tears rolled down Virosa's cheeks. She slowed to a stop. Princess Virosa was the only daughter of Queen Shitake. Mycelium slowly placed the crown upon Princess- no Queen Virosa's head. Mycelium, previously her advisor and teacher, bowed before her. "My Queen..." Virosa raised her head, then flared her wings. The time has come...for me to take charge. Cover by HawKs my first book that isnt centered around hunterxhunter :3

Killua finds himself being roomed with Katsuki Bakugou for an extended period of time. He has no interest in becoming a hero, but things take an unexpected turn and he's forced to attend U.A high. Repost from my alt!

Izuku Midoria was in class, it was a normal day. Then, came an announcement from his teacher. "Class 1-A, you will be meeting your parents in their youth today" Mr. Aizawa said. Midoria's eyes sparkled a little, and the rest of the class started chatting to one another. I finally get to meet my dad! "Deku!" Uraraka said excitedly, running up to his desk with bright eyes. "This is finally your chance to meet your dad!" He smiled eagerly, grabbing out a new notebook. "I was thinking the same thing Uraraka-san! I'll take as much notes as I can, maybe I could get a picture too" He said, almost giddy with excitement. "Sir, how is this possible?" Denki asked, raising a hand. Mr. Aizawa sighed. "Some...child with a magic pencil or something"

"Angel!" Angel turned and smiled at the pink haired female who'd called her. "hey mina!" she jogged over, then her eyes shined. "Can I come over today?" Angel chuckled. "why not" he and mina had been friends since she was in middle school, they hadn't gone to the same middle school but the schools they both came from were close and often collaborated for things, which was pretty much how they'd met. Mina giggled a little, then smiled at him. Angel huffed. "I know exactly why you want to come to my house" he said with a laugh. "you don't exactly hide it" he readjusted his ponytail, it had gotten loose.

Killua Zoldyck gets sick and tired of being constantly badgered by his family to rejoin the family business, so when the opportunity arises he decides to join U.A high just to spite them. Cover art drawn by me

Killua slammed hard into the ground. he didn't know how he fell or where he was, but he knew that he was alone. "Fucking god" Killua stood up, then looked down. I look half dead. There were gashes all over him, his shirt was ripped and torn as well. Then he felt a bolt of pain, it wasn't visible but it hurt like hell. I can't remember what happened. "HEY YOU!" his eyes snapped up to see a police officer running down the alleyway he had fallen in. "yeah?" he said, turning. Then he pulled a gun out. "S-Stay right where you are!" Killua blinked, "what did I do?" the officer was obviously terrified by the way his hands were trembling. He pointed to the ground next to him and his eyes followed the hand. "HOLY SHIT!" he jumped a good few inches in the air at the three dead bodies that were lying on the ground. Not that dead bodies scared him, it was just unexpected. Killua crouched and inspected them, only to hear a faint breath coming from one of the children. The group was a small family it seemed, and he couldn't ignore the child. "the kid's not dead, if you hurry you can-" there was a gunshot and he dodged, then froze. His eyes slowly drifted over to where the kid was. Did he just, shoot her?

just for random little short stories! (my creative writing class forces me to write a lot) not all will be hunterxhunter themed, but most will!

Killua Zoldyck had never really had a purpose in life, so one day when he was fifteen he decided to go find one. Which is exactly how he ended up god know's where in a place with little to no technology full of magic wielding weirdos.

Killua was awoken by a hand shaking him. He grumbled, turning the other way. "Fuck off Gon...." he mumbled. "Excuse me? Sir...?" Killua froze, then snapped upright wide awake. The girl who had been shaking his shoulder jumped back with an awkward laugh, rubbing the back of her head. "sorry..." how didn't I hear her? Or wake up? His eyes scanned over her face. Short brown hair, a kind smile, and slightly rose colored cheeks that seemed to be in a state of constant blush. "I'm Ochako Uraraka. Why....why were you sleeping in the middle of the sidewalk?"

A deep breath exhaled from her lungs, closing her eyes for a moment. You can do this...be careful. I know. She opened her eyes again, then glanced sideways at the blonde haired woman beside her. Bisky nodded. "go on" She gathered her courage, and walked into the exam room. There were people lining the tables, hunched over exam papers. The man looked at her. "name?" he said, in a tired tone that hinted at many sleepless nights. She cleared her throat. "Alluka. Alluka zoldyck, sir"

just random headcanons that i come up with and use in most of my stories.

Name says it all pretty much

I make a lot of art! especially art of Killua. I decided to create a book to house it all so yall can enjoy it! Cover art by me

Killua finds himself being roomed with Katsuki Bakugou for an extended period of time. He has no interest in becoming a hero, but things take an unexpected turn and he's forced to attend U.A high.

Killua Zoldyck had never really had a purpose in life, so one day when he was fifteen he decided to go find one. Which is exactly how he ended up god know's where in a place with little to no technology full of magic wielding weirdos. Repost from my alt

Killua sighed, hands in his pockets as he walked along the streets of the town he called home. The sharp scent of smoke hit his nose as he passed by an alley, which he ignored. It wasn't exactly uncommon in these parts. Almost there- Killua blinked, realizing his body was going numb. He glanced down, confused. Confusion turned to alarm as he realized his body was...disintegrating? Turning into a fine powder that was blowing away in the wind. The alarm faded into curiosity, as he realized...it didn't hurt. He watched his fingers turn from flesh to sand, then get whisked away by the wind. The decay crawled up his arms and legs, then his chest, then finally his head. His vision faded as his eyes turned grainy, then fell to the ground in a million microscopic particles.

Killua yawned, sitting up. He blinked. I'm in my room? He couldn't remember what had happened right before but he could've sworn he heard some sort of- "Kil! Breakfast's ready!" his mother called. Killua's eyes brightened and he ran down the stairs. "Ah! Coming mother!" when he got to the kitchen table his mother and Alluka were both there. Alluka beamed. "Big brother!" he walked over and hugged her, then Kikyo wrapped her arms around him as well. "good morning sweetie" Killua smiled, then gasped a little at his plate. "my favorite!" he sat down and started eating. His mother smiled. "I know you've always been fond of sushi so I made it just for you"

i have a LOT of unpublished and/or unfinished writing, and i thought I'd share since ive been unable to actually post for so long

Killua didn't know how he'd gotten into this situation, or how to get out. All he knew, was that in order to survive he had to kill the demon in front of him. He'd been turned into a demon a few weeks ago, feeding to get stronger. He was bound by the urge to obey a voice that spoke in his head sometimes, the voice of Muzan Kibutsuji. His body had gone through one shift, one that gave him a horn on the side of his head. It was the color of his skin, and about 5 inches long. Kill.