The night is cold but Surrounded by walls is safer than being with " so, cold in human being as friend ." Making friends online following " Asteria_g". Smile is full with fear , stretch of blood, fake emotion, trapped in some problems or phobia. ...

There are two types of people: those ruled by Thanatos and those ruled by Eros. It's rare to see the God of Death itself but those who see it often see a different person. Most of the time, it's the one you love dearly. But what if the person you loved the most... Was the you in your past? Aft...

It is said that angels of death are the most merciful after God himself. They won't take your soul brutally, but they will seduce you towards the end gently with a path filled with roses. "Don't you want to go? There are many green lands out there, a lot of trees filled with many delicious sweet...

An accidental meeting with a young woman taking coins from a park fountain sparks the feeling of a new connection. That is, until that connection is lost to something that could not be understood.

"Follow me into the night." "What is keeping you tethered to the light?" —Is this a novel? A poem? Who knows? For now, it's about two lovers, with one convincing the other, to go.....

A person's best friend asks them to take care of their cat for a month whilst they're on a business trip. (Cover by @_ghostlav - https://twitter.com/_ghostlav)

How far will you go to save someone, who can never be saved? Destined to fail, one sister will do whatever it takes, to keep her precious older sister safe.

According to the world, I was a hero. The eyes that met mine were filled with gratitude, like stars in the night sky, their brilliance reaching deep into the recesses of our souls. But with every act of kindness, a piece of me slipped away, like sand through an hourglass. It was a destiny etched ...

A spin-off based on the short story "An Invitation from Thanatos" with a unique take on how the two came to be. Was their meeting and ending pure coincidence? Or was there more than meets the eyes?

Who is this man in the mirror? I thought as I washed the blood off my hands. It was me. That disgusting cold monster I saw in the mirror. It was me. I want to throw up every time I see that horrible face. Why have I become like this? I cannot answer that question