Bored of her life as a duchess's daughter on the moon, Caroline Callista has always dreamed of chasing the stars. But when a shooting star crash lands in her family's gardens and claims that a great danger will soon come straight to Luna's doorstep, she doesn't quite know what to think. Especially not when the star -- who answers to the name Whimsy -- is unlike any moonchild she has ever met before. Caroline is utterly transfixed. But it'll take more than the pair's growing connection to save the world she loves from the bloodthirsty monsters being released from Pandora's box. As the nights grow long and deadly flesh-eating creatures continue to ravage the streets of Starsity, what sort of magic will it take to banish monsters born from the world's darkest desires? DISCLAIMER: 100% of this work belongs to duckywritez. This story is entirely original and human made. Absolutely no AI was used in any part of the creative process.

Humberto Donatello Pesci aka Don has a political science degree, a pile of student loan debt, and zero job offers. He moves from Brooklyn to South Los Angeles to live with his cousin Tony. Tony has got it made working with his business partner, Pablo Lang. Don is hoping to find success under his cousin's line of work only to discover that his work isn't technically legal... Disclaimer: strong language, crude humor, violence, criminal activity, drugs, and occasional sexual content. Author's note: I am writing this series for fun. The characters were inspired by the Cleanbois Gang from GTARP NoPixel 3.0. This is not a fanfic for I've changed the characters enough to be original. There will not be a serious schedule plan for this novel. I'll be updating it whenever I can. I hope that you enjoy!

"You're a prince," she said breathlessly. "You could have anyone." Rowan's gaze roamed over her form. "I'm aware," he murmured. "I still want you." In the kingdom of Itrudor, a war against Thakar bleeds North with every passing season. Nineteen-year-old Aisling takes a servant's post in the royal castle to keep her mother fed. She expects hard work, but she finds Prince Rowan instead.

In Kians Welt wird Leben nicht gelebt - es wird berechnet. Ein System bestimmt, wie lange du bleibst und welchen Wert du hast. Stabilität ist kein Ziel. Sie ist Pflicht. Kian war immer stabil. Dann ein Zusammenbruch, ohne Grund. Sein normales Uni leben startet. Parallel sucht das System nach dem Grund für die Abweichung. Während er vorerst verdrängt.

Updates every Sunday. "She wanted to die, and I didn't see it." All this time I'd spent with her. I knew she was hurting, but I didn't see how much. How deep the darkness went. She's dying right now. And it's my fault. ****** After a public breakdown and a year-long battle with writer's block and depression, bestselling author Aelin Graves has run out of words-and out of excuses. Her publisher gives her one last chance: finish her next book in four months, or lose her career for good. Desperate to find the spark she once had, Aelin starts spending her days in a quiet coffee shop, hoping inspiration might find her again. Instead, she meets Sebby Hawk - the guarded owner who seems just as determined to outrun his past as she is. He built his coffee shops to escape the life expected of him. She came looking for a story. Neither of them planned on becoming part of one. But when you're already falling apart, love can feel just as terrifying as losing everything. Content Warning: This story contains sexual themes, strong langage and mental health struggles, like depression and suicidal thoughts and actions. This is a romance with HEA, but there will be a ton of hurt beforehand. Reader discretion is advised.