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Hey :) I'm not really sure how and where to start, and honestly, I've been thinking about what to post here since I messaged Cyndi about wanting to come back here. I'm not really good with hello's, so forgive my lame introduction xD Anyway, it's been a really long time. I became inactive...

LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION FEAR'S AWAKE, ANGER BEATS LOUD FACE REALITY NEVER BE CHARITY LIAMADRIENNIGHTRAY 'The enemy you're fighting covers the whole society' - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - -...

This is a fanfiction/roleplay. Nothing in this roleplay has really happened. This is a result of a skype conversation that was started by the lovely Teigan. This is set on 2047, Liam Nightray and Jeremiah Raven were twenty eight years old. Jeremiah was married to Arianna Nightray, and Liam was...

Liam Nightray had never been one for socializing; in fact, he hated everything that had to do with going out and meeting people. He hated any social activity, hated talking, and on top of all, hated being in close proximity with random strangers. He hated noise and crowded places, yet, the...

Liam Nightray hated being surrounded by people. Sure, having spent the majority of his life under the care of his extremely sociable aunt would mean having to attend a lot of social events and having to talk to people from various walks of life but that didn't mean that he enjoyed it. No. In...

Liam hated waiting. He had never been the patient kind. He always knew what he wanted and he always get it. Granted, he knew that sometimes, it wasn't always possible but he'd resort to deceitful and harmful acts if needed be. If he wasn't able to get what he wanted himself, he wouldn't simply...

It was already the start of Liam's fourth year at Hogwarts. It seemed like it was only yesterday that he attended the school. Time does fly really fast. However, unlike those overly emotional students, he wasn't feeling anything at all. He didn't particularly care whether being a fourth year...

Like a king upon his throne, Liam Nightray leaned back in his chair and stared at the checkered board in front of him. Fingertips touching, pale brow furrowed and eyes narrowed in obvious annoyance, the Slytherin tried to block the noise that is starting to get louder as students began to file...