I have only a chapter or two left to finish the novel I'm writing and that has given me a very bizarre compulsion not to finish it. So, instead I wrote about what an interesting day must look like for a Grim Reaper.

I am sitting there. I don't know where there is, but it's certainly not here. Maybe it's somewhere, who knows, but that's not important. My life has been one of failure, one of regret and uncertainty. I hated it and honestly still do. But in a world as bleak as ours, what is there to love if no...

I'm not homesick.

What is true freedom? What does it look like? What does it feel like? I wanna see it! This freedom. Are we test subjects truly free? If not then... I want to be free, I want to feel free, I want to experience true freedom, not just alone of course with my family my one and only family! That's wha...

Soon after technology exceeded the human capacity of understanding, a new organization dominated the world by enforcing laws to segregate a human-android society and manipulating control of all its networks of function. This led to triggering a war among many countries of the world. 2 years fo...

Kiyoshi Tsuchiya was always bullied for being a "weakling" never did he fight back as he thought it was not worth it all he did was endure until one day a new transfer student came in who he had recognized who is she and what will it change?

This is a short spooky story about a girl named Raven, who had a very bad Halloween evening.

I don't really post oneshots here all too much anymore, but I wanted to share a thought I had whilst taking a break from novel writing. Please enjoy my stream of cons...

Follow Alex Sánchez as they struggle with the loss of one of their best friends. Stuck in a never-ending cycle of sadness due to the grief she experiences, Alex finds herself lost and emotionally numb. Can she overcome this obstacle in her life, accept the loss of a friend, and come out as a bett...

Everyone is hiding something, everyone is hiding their sins, they are hiding their selves away from the guardians who stroll around the school. In this malicious school, students blackmail others, some guilt trip, and only a select few use others as tools, these select few were born to be leaders.