Are you confused about who we are because we didn't bother explaining ourselves to those humans that borrowed our authority? Well shit... Pat yourselves on the back because you deserve it. We don't need to explain ourselves to anyone. But, it's me, Apolaki. And I am the biggest, the ba...

Rio is a failure of a prince. While his siblings continue to make achievement after achievement he is left in the dust gathering their scraps. His grades are subpar, magic nothing special–not to mention his less than diplomatic personality. Yet, when the king gives him the task to watch o...

In the future, VRMMO games such as "Myth of Genesis Online" become a popular pastime. Within this game, a certain young man going by the name Quartz encounters Yui: a girl with a bright, positive personality. Drawn in by this girl's earnest demeanor, he finds himself slowly opening up to her. As ...

Join Pax, and two others (eventually), who journey to seek what is causing a certain threat. Join the narrator who slowly, but surely, loses the plot, and expects characters in a fictional tale to read minds, which can only result in sarcastic commentary that are almost definitely read by no one ...

Not everyone who stays says much. Not everyone who speaks gets heard. But sometimes, the ones who say the least… are the ones who understand the most. And even change you. Like It Was Meant To Be. From quiet mornings to quiet hearts, From small things to the ones that shapes us, Mio and Aka...

Hi, my name is jay, I'm a Christian book, and devotional writer. i have always loved teaching kids, so I have wrote a weekly devotional for kids. these devotions are mainly for kids up ten, but older kids can do them to.

Beneath the dead Earth, where the sun no longer reaches, a reactor hums. The heart of a world stitched together by memories of long ago. Within this claustrophobic city rests a unfortunate marked soul, destined to live a cursed life.

You think about it all the time—with impunity. You say it all the time—just as a reminder. It comes out soft like silk, an eternal sigh of sympathy passing your lips. “I wish you were dead.”

Riku is a cog in the machine of grey. Until he has a chance encounter with a woman wearing a floral jacket. Waking up the following morning he finds he is in possession of a phone that is not his. Is it the woman? Will there be colour in his grey life? One shot written for the Honey Event.

A stupid boy suddenly shows up on the door step of his idiot neighbors home one morning.