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Gospel of The Bleeding Moon

In a world where the sun has long since perished beneath an eternal cobalt night, every human is born with Lunar Ichor, a living essence etched with a unique Lunar Sigil, a sacred symbol engraved into the soul itself. Yet Lunar Ichor alone grants no true divinity. Only when it resonates with Divine Ichor through the sacred rite of Baptism does the sigil awaken, forging an Astral Card, the vessel of one’s ascension and power. But the heavens are broken. The Moons, fragments of Divine Ichor left behind by gods waging endless war, hang shattered above the world, bleeding their power into mankind while spreading corruption through the night. From these celestial wounds came the Howlings, monstrous echoes of divine ruin, and the prophecy of another Cataclysm, a calamity said to descend when the Moon Goddess Noxella awakens once more. Amid this dying world lives Clyde Nox Pvolae, a boy who never sought power, never desired ascension, and never wished to stand among gods. Yet when he discovers a forbidden book buried beneath ancient truths, his Lunar Ichor mutates into Hollow Star, an impossible anomaly that defies the sacred laws binding humanity to the heavens. As the coming Cataclysm draws near and the descent of Noxella threatens to plunge the world into ruin, Clyde becomes entangled in a fate older than the gods themselves. If the heavens once fell because of mankind’s arrogance, then what will happen when one human gains the power to defy the gods? Will history repeat itself? This story is officially published on Royal Road by Cyan_Yabby. Available on Patreon for early access to chapters and exclusive content: https://patreon.com/Cyan_Yabby?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink
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Prehistoric - Death Virus

Prehistoric – Death Virus Author: sampatin Country of Origin: Vietnam Status: Writing and translating Genre: Urban romance, apocalypse, zombies, superpowers, martial arts, science fiction, fantasy, action, psychological, drama. Age Restriction: 18+ (Mature Content) Content Alert: This story contains explicit content, incest, dark and intense scenes, sensitive issues, violence, and strong language. It is strictly prohibited for readers under 18. Please consider carefully before reading. Disclaimer: English is not my native language; translation errors may exist. This is a work of fiction set on a fantasy Earth. All countries, events, details, and characters are unrelated to any real individuals, nations, organizations, or groups. Any resemblance is coincidental. This is the first novel in the Prehistoric Kingdom series. Introduction: Here, darkness reigns over light. Here, tears eclipse joy. Here, hatred walks hand in hand with conspiracy. Here, desire erodes conscience; the dead kill the living, and humans slaughter and even cannibalize each other. Yet, amidst the chaos, human affection, family bonds, and love endure. Hoang Kim is trapped in cycles of gratitude and grudges, of intertwined love and hate. As a famous star, he faces a world where many wear human faces but harbor beastly hearts—selfish, envious, deceitful, exploiting his fame. When he and his family fall, they are trampled without mercy. His personal apocalypse begins even before the world collapses, before zombies appear. But he is not alone. Comrades and loyal friends stand with him. Talented and beautiful women fight by his side, enduring a merciless world where humans are often more bloodthirsty than the undead. What must Hoang Kim and his loved ones do to survive? The secrets await in Prehistoric – Death Virus. Welcome to the apocalypse of human nature.
sampatin · 494.6k Views

Book One — I Am Not Sarah — The Wrong Name

She had no voice. He had no mercy. And neither of them knew the truth that was going to destroy everything. She is mute. She is trapped. And she is living inside a dead woman's life. Elena Brenette is twenty one years old and in love with a man who was never truly hers. On the night of her wedding she discovers the devastating truth — her fiancé and her own sister have been in love all along. She was never the girl he chose. She was simply convenient. Betrayed and broken, Elena drives into a storm soaked night in her wedding dress. She never arrives anywhere. On that same road two other women are running from their own disasters. Sarah Venzagrase — twenty one, pregnant, covered in blood — is fleeing a husband whose people have been sent to kill her. Phiona — also twenty one, bearing the exact same face — is on that road for reasons nobody yet understands. Three women. One face. One blood. One catastrophic collision. When the wreckage clears Phiona is dead — her body mistakenly identified as Elena Brenette. The world believes Elena is gone. Sarah vanishes into the darkness with her unborn child. And Elena — unconscious, still in her wedding dress — is pulled from the flames by the most dangerous man she will ever meet. Lucas Venzagrase. He calls her Sarah. She cannot tell him otherwise. Elena wakes up inside the wrong life. Trapped behind the iron walls of the Venzagrase estate — the most powerful family in the state — she faces a husband who despises her, a family that wants her gone, and a household that has already decided who she is. She cannot speak. She cannot explain. She cannot say the three words that would change everything. I am not Sarah. Every attempt to communicate the truth is read as guilt and madness. The more she fights the deeper she sinks. She is a prisoner without chains — held captive by a name, a face, and a silence no one bothers to understand. But Elena Brenette did not survive a collision that killed one woman and swallowed another just to disappear quietly inside someone else's story. She will find a way. Even if she has to do it without a single word. What no one knows yet — not Elena, not Sarah, not even the man hunting for answers — is that the three women on that road were not strangers. They were triplets. Separated by a broken past. Reunited by a catastrophe. And someone powerful made sure they never found each other. That someone is still watching.
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