HOW DO YOU KEEP A SECRET WHEN YOU ARE THE CRIME? Alex recently moved to England, hoping for a fresh start. Instead, he gets pulled into the whirlwind of a past he doesn't remember, a secret he doesn't know, and a reality that is nearly impossible to accept. When the blackouts hit, a cold emptiness settles inside him... and someone else takes control. Caesar crossed paths with Alex during the chaos, and he instantly recognized the danger Alex was in. Bound by a devotion he can't fully explain, Caesar is willing to do anything to protect him. He will wash away the stains, weave the alibis, and stand as Alex's shield against the world.But as the missing hours of Alex's life grow darker, the truth becomes a predatory force. How will they hide the truth? Will it even stay hidden? Or will the void destroy them both before they can learn how to keep this vacuity? Hello kittens! Lots of love for taking a look at the story. All the positive comments and criticisms are welcomed. Help me grow with your active suggestions and appreciation.

Mother nature, outraged by the kidnapping of her child, ravages earth. Sending it into a state where nature has taken over, and animals are evolving at a rate more akin to mutation. After tasking ten chosen individuals with finding her son, and gifting them with Godly gifts and powers, they each set out, and begin their long journey to achieve their goal. This story follows Carly. A girl who joins with one of the Chosen one's, five years after this all goes down. Follow her story as she grows and helps as she can

Radius wanted to become a cumulonimbus cloud. Gold wanted to become a cumulonimbus cloud. But after one fateful night, the two discovered that they have no choice but to depend on each other, if they want their dreams to come true. This is "Dead Clouds." KB2 Productions SpiderWriter Studios 12/31/2020

𝕸𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖆 𝐊𝖎𝖓𝖌 × 𝕸𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖆 𝐏𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝐒𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖍 𝕴𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖆'𝖘 𝐊𝖎𝖓𝖌 × 𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖆 × 𝕯𝖔𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖗 𝐒𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖔𝖗 × 𝕵𝖚𝖓𝖎𝖔𝖗 𝕮𝕰𝐎 × 𝐒𝖊𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖆𝖗𝐲 𝕯𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖓𝖙 × 𝕮𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝕯𝖆𝖗𝐤 𝐎𝖇𝖘𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓 × 𝐒𝖔𝖋𝖙 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝐒𝖎𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝐒𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒 × 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖈 𝐒𝖚𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊 𝕸𝖆𝐤𝖊𝖗 × 𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊 𝕭𝖗𝖊𝖆𝐤𝖊𝖗 𝐒𝖎𝖓 × 𝐒𝖆𝖑𝖛𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 "𝐘𝖔𝖚'𝖗𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖊" × "𝕮𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍 𝕸𝖊 𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙" 𝕽𝖆𝖏𝖆𝖘𝖆𝖆𝖇 × 𝕷𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝕯𝖔𝖊 ────୨ৎ──── ✨ This isn't just a story... it's a storm. Two souls bound by fate-one consumed by obsession, the other by selfless love. Torn apart again and again, yet drawn back through fire and blood, carving their names into a history that refuses to fade. This isn't a tale you simply read... it lingers-in your veins, your memories, your quietest moments. ✨ ✧༝┉𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒖𝒆 ┉༝✧ My eyes snapped open. Pain. Blur. Then-wooden walls. A cabin.I was tied. Rope burned my wrists. Panic rose. And him. Nihal. Watching. Waiting. "Let me go!!!" "No." I fought harder. "LET ME GO!!!" A sigh. The ropes loosened. The door opened-light crashed in. Not land. Sky. A helicopter. Wind roaring. "Go." I stepped forward-freedom or death- His fingers gripped my arm. He pulled me back, my body colliding with his, his arm locking around my waist. My breath hitched. My breath hitched. "What-!!!???" He kissed me. Everything blurred. The world hung- between his arms... and the fall below. ────୨ৎ────

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

Love and passion rarely exist apart. And no matter how carefully you avoid one, the other has a way of finding you, usually in the form of someone you should've stayed away from. She didn't believe in love. He didn't believe in stopping. What they shared was never meant to last... just long enough to ruin them both.

New Orleans, Louisiana. October 2005. The Jetson Youth Correctional Center has a massive overcrowding problem-or rather, it had one, before Hurricane Katrina tore across the coast. In the aftermath, the state quietly initiated the Arcane Delinquent Rehabilitation Initiative (ADRI), a high-stakes, off-the-books juvenile program where delinquents could earn their freedom through the brutal slaughter of supernatural threats. For every monster neutralized across the sweltering Louisiana bayou, the state chipped away at the kids' sentences. Take these three teenage convicts, for example: Thea Korshidi, a seventeen-year-old part-time demon slayer with a rap sheet she's desperate to clear. Remy Salazar, an eighteen-year-old half-demon hybrid who finds human bureaucracy more exhausting than the dead. Prue Beaumont, a compassionate seventeen-year-old witch whose quiet demeanor masks a dangerous, heavy past. Under the strict supervision of ADRI, they attempt to navigate a lawless, flooded world. But after a routine assignment in the higher ground goes spectacularly wrong, their handler dumps the trio at Hemlock Ridge-a rugged, isolated campsite deep in the cypress trees currently serving as an emergency facility for displaced youth. Their mandatory assignment? Turn a pack of foul-mouthed preteen delinquents into ruthless, baseline monster hunters. What should be a straightforward way to keep a low profile quickly spirals into a gothic nightmare. The camp manager is a total asshole, the cabins reek of old mold, and the campers are unpredictable to the point of exhaustion. But when the trio stumbles across a shallow graveyard hidden deep in the woods, they are forced to navigate a labyrinth of rusted cabins and half-whispered threats to unearth the truth. Make no mistake - they aren't looking to play heroes or clean up messes. But if exposing Hemlock Ridge's dark secrets is the only way to earn a clean slate, then so be it.