Having attending 'Celestia High', and struggling with certain subjects, Mr. Zhongli, your history teacher recommends you a tutor. This tutor however, peaks your interest, not in the usual way however. Being faced with the struggle of an annoying tutor and a strenuous role in the next play, you face many hardships as the school year rolls by. With more days passing, you find out more and more about your mysterious (and bothersome) tutor. Being faced with many challenges, how will you overcome them? And what secrets will you soon uncover?

In a world where ancient magic lies buried beneath crumbling castles and shadow-choked woods, old enemies are waking. Once, dragons and humans fought as one against the dark. Now, that alliance is nothing but dust and dead legends. The world is on the brink - and a reckless boy with too much to prove and a dragon carrying secrets like scars may be the last line of defense. Aeron, a stubborn dreamer, stumbles into a war older than time itself. Iridrax, the last elder dragon, knows truths that could either save them - or doom them all. Together with some friends, they'll battle sirens that sing of forbidden power, mirror-spirits that twist the mind, and a corruption that rots even the purest souls. But time is running out. Betrayals will shatter bonds. Ancient truths will claw their way out of the dark. And somewhere in the shadows, a masked figure waits, eyes cold and unblinking - ready to deliver the final blow. Aeron must decide: How much of himself will he sacrifice to save the world? And when the last light goes out... what will be left of him? °°°°°° This is Hollow's Heart, a world where the word impossible holds nothing. Join Aeron in wattpad's #1 adrenaline rush* themed story since May 1st of 2025. Highest peaks reached- *#1 under #adrenalinerush #1 under #highoctane #2 under #highfantasy -its genre-

Niklaus Mikaelson, King of Supernaturals and the Original Hybrid, has invited witch covens, werewolf packs, and vampire broods alike to gather in celebration of his beloved daughter's twentieth birthday. Among the attendance is the infamous vampire Brood, the Larkspur's. Duke Corvin Larkspur seeks to infiltrate the Mikaelson family and supplant them in their seat of power. With the help of his adopted son, Jacob Larkspur, a known formidable vampire, they may succeed.... All Jacob must do is woo Hope Mikaelson, Heir Apparent of Supernaturals and the Tribrid. What he did not expect was the task to be so challenging, or that she'd be so beautiful... ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~

To kick off another semester of missed classes, thumping music and messy kisses, frat president Heath Winters throws a start-of-year party with the notion that it'll be a night to remember. A night to remember it is. When Winters is busy cuddling up with long-time situationship - law student Kaycee 'Cee' Bast - someone turns the taps in the bathroom all the way, flooding it to the nines. While the blonde hotshot and his frat brothers race against time to clean up the fiercely-flowing waters, someone goes down on top of the stairs - none other than Cee. Well, not goes down. Punched into unconsciousness. Winters only finds his lady love (or perhaps, victim) when it's too late; the culprit has run for their life - and their reputation. With his president seat on fire, not to mention best friend Bradon 'Donny' Tran's vice-president role on the line as well, Winters doesn't have a choice but to dig deep. COVER ART IS CREATED BY ME

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭. • • • 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞. • • • 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝. On paper, she's untouchable-cold, brilliant, flawless. But the perfection is just a cover for a body count, a ruined family, and a dark past. Everyone buys the act. Except him. The nightmare from her childhood-her personal devil. She spent years building her armor, and he's just waiting to tear it off. Being forced to live together? It's vicious. Just two killers in a bed, where lying is keeping the other alive. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭. • • • 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞-𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐞. • • • 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐌𝐌𝐂 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐢𝐞