A Harry X. Devon fan fic, I guess.

I draw the people I hate at school. I hear the gossip, I hear the lies but I draw what my own eyes see. And I see the embarrassing, devastating, beautiful secrets my peers all try to hide. I have quite the collection of their paradoxes; a sketchbook full of costumes and lies... Until the most popular boy, and my most hated, happens upon my misplaced book of secrets. ***** Alys is a wallflower. She is faceless, voiceless... and she is free. Being nothing more than an ever-shifting shadow is an art she mastered long ago. It's one that allows her to sketch the oblivious people around; drawing their true lives without ever being seen. The art within her pages is extraordinary; Alys' hands having the ability to create perfect renditions of the world around. HER version of the world. Yet her fingers tighten upon each pencil; the dark remnants of her past still haunting her. So, she hides her true ability behind a quiet wallflower's eyes. No one must see, no one must know. For her past is all SHE knows. Within her school there is another student she despises the most; a wolf hidden amongst a flock of sheep. Hayden; the boy loved and adored by those around him. Hayden; the monster who secretly hated them all. She never wanted to meet him. She never wanted to have to interact with ANY of them, but that all changed when her friend is accused of a crime she did not commit in a flurry of senior pranks gone wrong. In the chaos Alys faces afterwards, she accidentally leaves her condemning book behind. Who else would find it but Mr. Popular; the devil who fakes it all? Hayden has found the most interesting obstacle, a girl who can see anyone for what they truly are- even him. And with art so beautiful, so breathtaking... so dangerous, he entices Alys with a proposition she can't refuse. She would be his puppet, to do as he bid, and he would help her get her revenge... his revenge. And in what better form than a mural at graduation? One that might not be as it seemed.

Love in the shape of poems. Pain in the shape of words.

"Explosions are my specialty, I can and will be your doom, Now get down on your knees, baby, I'll make your world go boom." • • • Unconventional poems of a conformed man. I voice all my inner chaotic turmoils in rhyming words so they sound less pathetic. And also, I spice it up with dirty poetry, in good ol' me style, so I don't ruin the esthetics.

- #1 Book in the KINGS series - * * * Two warm hands slip over her shoulders, calloused fingertips ghost over the bone at the nape of her neck, making a shiver run down her spine. Tender hands gather her hair and push the damp lock over her right shoulder. A soft rumble against her neck soothes her nerves, and his forehead presses against the back of her head. And for a moment, they just stand there in complete silence. "I'm sorry." The words escape his mouth in a rasp, "Gods...I'm so sorry." * * * A man who's lost his humanity, drowning his pain in responsibilities, an upcoming war, and his duties. A woman who's lost everything else, fighting against her demons every day, drowning her past in caring for others. A Lycan meets a Human. Strength meets Resilience. Power meets Perseverance. Rough meets Soft. And somehow, these two broken, lost, fundamentally different people are a perfect match. *TRIGGER WARNING: mentions of abuse and rape, explicit sexual content, violence.* Cover by the incredible @icebear Copyright © by @Elle_m2 #1 in abuse the 27/12/20 #1 in mates the 01/05/20

Asya is the most promising ballerina the Royal Ballet has seen in years. Wildly ambitious, back-breakingly disciplined, and immensely driven, she has only one objective: prima ballerina. There is nothing she won't do to earn this once-in-a-generation title. But behind her ballerina grace she hides dark secrets of an inhumanly strict mother, pushing her body to cruel limits, and serial hookups with male dancers. Roman Zharnov is the star of the Russian ballet: young, successful, arrogant, beautiful, and worst of all, talented. He's come to London to clean up his reputation after a drug scandal nearly cost him his career. At the Royal Opera House he crosses paths with Asya, a nineteen-year-old soloist with spitfire in her eyes and a talent to match his own. Roman is convinced he's found the one ballerina that can keep up with him and his relentless work ethic, but Asya has a partner, and she wants to stay far away from the Russian prodigy with a reputation that won't seem to leave him alone. In the competitive world of classical ballet Asya is climbing the ranks and building a name for herself, but all the while she is playing a dangerous game behind the curtain. Roman is adamant they'd be a reverential on-stage match, but will soon find out that when it comes to Asya Radzevich, it's prima or nothing. • 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 by the amazing @mahgadahling • 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 Creature's plot is not intended for a young audience. It contains sexual content and mature themes such as eating disorders and drug abuse. More specific trigger warnings are listed in the foreword, and please read if caution if you feel that any of them might be harmful to you. • 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 There is some beautiful Creature oneshots up on @sofaroffbway's profile, and we also have a TikTok page, so come say hi @thecreatureworld!