tragedy

There were ninety-nine… ninety-nine heartbeats. Ninety-nine screams. Ninety-nine souls, devoured by the fangs of tyranny. Ninety-nine corpses, turned to ash… and one infant—whose cry was not a cry of weakness, but a roar of blood waiting to boil. When a clan is slaughtered, when bloodlines are ripped from bones, only one question remains: why did you survive? But survival was not mercy… it was a curse—a different kind of curse. They sealed the bloodline legacy inside his body—the secrets of his ancestors—and exiled him to the Great Wilderness, a place where not even monsters fought over dead prey. He had no name. No lineage. No home. But blood never forgets. And when it ignites… nothing can extinguish its flame. This is not a hero’s story. This… is the beginning of a massacre.

Seraphina Hesperia De Gaspariz. That was the name they used to whisper with disdain, the villainess in Akisha and Maverick's story. The woman painted as cruel, arrogant, and heartless. But behind that name.. there was me.. A girl who was never given the chance to simply be loved. Growing up, my father forced me to become the perfect daughter he always wanted - graceful, disciplined, obedient. Every smile I gave him was a lie, forced through trembling lips. He would make me kneel for hours if I failed to memorize a passage, strike my hands with a cane when I stumbled over words, tell me I was worthless when my embroidery wasn't perfect enough to show the other noble ladies. There were days when I'd cry quietly in my room, clutching my swollen palms, whispering to myself that one day I'd be enough. My stepmother was worse. She smiled in front of others, all sweetness and silk, but when the doors closed, her hands were sharp and her words sharper. She called me cursed, unloved, unwanted and I believed her. No one ever knew the bruises beneath my sleeves or the quiet sobs muffled by pillows at night. She took everything that was soft in me and made it ache. And then there was my sister, Novaria. Beautiful, radiant and shimmers. But she has secrets too. She hated me, I could see it in her eyes, in the way her smile vanished whenever I entered the room. She thinks father loves me more than her, but she is wrong. Yet still.. I loved her. Because no matter how much pain she caused, she was still my sister. And love, even when broken, doesn't fade easily. The man I loved, my fiancé, Maverick, the crown prince of Eldryn. Once, he looked at me as if I was his entire world. He would smile faintly whenever our eyes met, his voice soft whenever he called my name. But love… love doesn't always survive silence. He drifted away, slowly, painfully, until one day, his gaze turned cold. And I had no one to blame but myself. I wasn't ready to open my heart, how could I, when all my life I was taught that love meant pain? The trauma of my childhood clung to me like a shadow. My inner child that frightened little girl still hiding in the corner of a cold room, never stopped crying. And no matter how much I tried to be strong, she haunted every decision I made. Akisha, my beloved friend, my companion and Maverick's beloved. She was everything I was not: Gentle, adored, angelic, a light that drew everyone near. While I. Was the villainess in her story. People looked at me and saw cruelty, arrogance, jealousy. They saw only what they wanted to see. Was it because she shines brighter than anyone else's? Because she was the angel, and I was the devil who stood beside her? In the end, my story ended as all villainess tales do. I was executed by the very hand of the man I loved. Falsely accused of betraying my kingdom, of selling Eldryn's secrets and poisoning Lady Akisha. How could I ever do that? Why would I ever harm the only people I cared for? But the world.. the world was cruel to me. Even my beloved brother, my protector, my light, turned his back when I needed him most. In that final moment, as the blade hovered above me, I wondered… Was I truly the villain they made me to be? Or just a broken girl who no one ever tried to understand?

Centuries after the legendary Samrat Rudraksha vanished, a modern search begins. His destiny was sealed by an impossible promise whispered on his dying mother’s lips. To fulfill it, he abandoned the world and traveled to the icy Himalayas, seeking the ultimate power. Follow his epic rise from solitary training to the chaotic battlefields where he conquered nations. His past holds the only key to the modern mystery of the God-King who fought to be forgotten.

When nature awakened inside mankind, the world split into factions—Enforcers, Sentinels, Predators, and Drifters. Only one truth remained: Every creature’s soul belongs to a single host. Those who inherit it… become Apexes. Sixteen years ago, eight children swore a foolish promise. “We’ll always be together.” But one night shattered everything. A death. A guilt that never healed. Now, the Blood Moon rises again—calling every Rank A Apex to the world’s most brutal tradition: The Blood Moon Tournament. A battle where strength, instinct, and evolution decide who stands at the peak of nature’s hierarchy. Zame, the Shark—rage incarnate. Kongu, the Gorilla—bound by duty. Falko, the Hawk—buried in hate. Gaja, the Elephant—gentle but broken. Waraabe, the Hyena—laughing through madness. Duma, the Cheetah—running from his grief. Varga, the Wolf—hunting the truth of their friend’s murder. Seven instincts. Seven scars. One destiny. When the Blood Moon rises… the Pack bleeds again.

The Veil is Breaking. The Stars Remember. Before time could count and gods could bleed, the stars ruled all. They sang. They watched. They punished. One goddess Aurelith broke the code of the heavens to love the world below. And for that, she fell. Centuries later, her name is legend. And the girl who carries her echo... is about to awaken. Maria, a quiet commoner with a past that no longer belongs to her, discovers she is the vessel of something ancient, divine, and dangerous. The kingdom watches. The gods stir. And the one who once loved her the flame-wreathed god Vaelith returns, determined to reclaim what eternity stole. But she is not alone. Beside her is Kai, a mortal caught in prophecy's web and the fractured memory of Kaelen, a warrior whose fate is written in starlight and ash. Beside them: nobles drunk on power, queens bound by grief, daughters betrayed by destiny, rebels, witches, seers, and storm-walkers. And beneath them all: a god who was once unmade, rising again from the dark. This is no longer one girl's story. This is a battle for memory. A war between the old gods and the new heirs. A collapsing heaven. A rising empire. A tapestry of souls who do not know they are woven together yet. When the stars fall, who will rise? When the veil tears, who will remember who they were? This is the story of gods and girls, of fire and fragments, of names lost and names reborn. This is Aurelith.

Born from forbidden blood — half wolf, half vampire — Kael was never meant to exist. Feared by his own kind and hunted by those who created him, he hides his power behind a calm, ruthless façade. But when a rogue attack brings a mysterious human girl into his territory, everything he’s fought to control begins to unravel. She’s the one person who shouldn’t matter. Yet the moment he touches her, his curse awakens — binding their souls in a prophecy older than the packs themselves. Now Kael must choose: Break the curse and lose her forever… Or embrace it and become the monster he was destined to be.

the hunters gain power quickly, creating guilds, while even the civilians are stronger than a normal human from your planet. meanwhile, there is one boy with an illness who lives in poverty and can’t even move, but he wants to save his family from starvation. how will he escape from this life? or is it really even an illness that’s holding him back?

After the Diables’ attack brought Grand Monde to the brink of collapse, the sacred hero defeated the Diable King, erasing the Diables from Grand Monde and the world. Peace returned… until the birth of a blessed child. This child, named Seiko Ken, stands at the center of a story that not only follows their own journey but also unveils the mysterious nature of this universe and the lives of other characters who inhabit it. A tale filled with magic, destiny, and hidden truths awaits enjoy the journey.

The Syndicate doesn’t keep prisoners. Harper should have been another body on a concrete floor. Instead, she gets an impossible second chance. Spared from execution, she’s dragged into the Syndicate’s world of gun smoke, bruised knuckles, and relentless training under Brock, the enforcer assigned to shape her into one of them. He’s their perfect soldier, steady and disciplined, the last man who should get attached. The more Harper learns to fight beside him instead of against him, the less she feels like a captive and the more she feels like crew. Trust slips in where fear used to live. And in a family built on violence and loyalty, getting close to the wrong person can be the most dangerous decision of all.

Skye Valor was forged in blood. Abused by her father and stepbrothers, she finally snapped the night she was nearly beaten to death. With a kitchen knife and a lifetime of suppressed rage, she ended the monsters who raised her. And in the silence that followed, a mysterious woman appeared—one who saw not a broken girl, but a weapon waiting to be sharpened. Skye vanished that night. And Man Killer X was born. Years later, she is a ghost in the criminal underworld—an assassin who only kills men, feared for her precision and her cold, emotionless efficiency. She takes contracts anonymously, never leaving survivors, never forming attachments, and never questioning her oath… Until she is given an impossible assignment. Her target: Lucian Knight Billionaire. CEO of Knight Industries. A man surrounded by impenetrable security, shadows of rumors, and a darkness that rivals her own. Skye plans. Strikes. Fails. Again. And again. And again. When Lucian Knight finally caught her, Skye braced for the usual ending—a bullet, a body, silence. Instead, he looked at her with unsettling calm. “You’re persistent,” he said. “And very… deliberate.” She hated the way he spoke—steady, confident, male. She hated him simply because he was a man. And in her world, men were meant to die. He should have killed her. She should have stabbed him. Instead, their encounter sparked a silent war— a man who never loses control, and a woman who has never spared one. But when Skye uncovers the truth behind her contract, she realizes something worse: Lucian Knight may not be the enemy… but he’s the one man who refuses to let her walk away.....

A girl is destined to destroy the world. Luckily—or unluckily—she is a menace who doesn’t want to. She signs a love contract with a man who can grant any wish with the snap of his fingers, is transported to another world, and becomes the assistant to a mad scientist. Chaos ensues.

After the fall of his friends at the hands of Mephiles, strengthened by the Chaos Emeralds and an unknown God, Shadow falls into a deep depression, not knowing how to move forward, He dedicates all his time to training and avenging his friends, killing the one who took away the last valuable people he had left in his life. The answer was clear: sacrifices will always be inevitable, and alliances will always have to be made; he couldn't do it alone. Traveling between universes was a feat, "common" and well known among certain groups of people. From world to world, Shadow gathered all the most powerful beings from their respective universes; none of them were exactly "heroic." They were all sick, manipulative, perfect psychopaths, He took great care in choosing them that way, He's not stupid, sacrifices are necessary, but these "sacrifices" won't be made by heroes. "It's in the bloodiest wars that the greatest heroes emerge, but monsters are more likely to thrive in this kind of hell. Get ready, my champion, the Great War is approaching!" ~ALL Reviews ARE welcome~

Useless. Talentless. A waste of space in a world where power is everything. Nakashima Rokuro drifts through the ruins of a civilization torn apart by the Collapse... Where monsters roam freely and those born without talent are left to rot. At nineteen, Rokuro is a junker, scraping by on broken machines, fighting a losing battle to prove he’s worth more than a the garbage on the streets. The guilds rule the remnants of society, accepting only the gifted, while the rest are left to survive in the shadows... or die trying. Every day is a fight to find a purpose in a world like this. My Newest novel, I'm going back to my roots. Anyway if you enjoy it, make sure to let me know in the comments and give me a review :) Schedule: Daily. 3-4 minimum chapters. (6 daily is the goal) powerstones will grant bonus chapters. Every time 150 pstones is reached there will be 1 bonus chapter. Cover made by: Shyrlo

“He was abandoned by almost everyone… but death didn’t take him — something else did.” Pathetic and lonely, Si-Hun was tired of life, yet he kept pushing forward. His father gave up on him. Pain became his only teacher. He started alone — and he will remain alone. But everything changed when he was chosen by the Absolute Eravus to stand against the Evil Being, Abriyon. With potential not born from strength, but from control — of mind and emotion — Si-Hun rises. Each kill matters, and each scratch leaves a mark. But that doesn't stop him from being sarcastic ;) He becomes The Void. The student who surpasses his master. The being whose aura Earth itself cannot bear. But someone just randomly comes in his life, reminding him that he has a heart inside beating and flusters him without ever being bold. They don't realize it yet. From the darkest pit where even his own reflection was lost, he begins to climb. Will he find his true purpose within the darkness… Or be consumed by it?

M.I.T.P

What comes after death? A question many has asked. Many has also provided an answer, though none can prove it's existence. Afterlife, Hell, Heaven even Reincarnation, yet none of the answers are correct. What awaits after death? Nothing. A place where even nothingness ceases to exist. A place where all beings are fated to reach their end. May The End blesses you.

Through a twist of fate and cruel misfortune, Paul awakens in the body of his own ancestor, trapped in a world marching toward war. Forced into the ranks of the Nazi elite, he must walk a razor’s edge, outwardly loyal, secretly reshaping history and trying to stop the inevitable tragedy. From the reality of war, to ruthless officers, glittering parties, every choice could mean death. Can Paul use this second life to reshape history, or will fate deal him a cruel hand once again?

At twenty-one, Noor lives alone with nothing but insomnia, nightmares, and a past he refuses to face. But when a strange dream forces him to confront his younger self, Noor is dragged back into the memories he tried to bury forever.

'Why' does one strive to attain power? For what reason does one endure various rigorous trainings, endure the bruises and the batterings, and go ahead to drill their soul and body into perfect shape just to become stronger? Those ridiculously overpowered, god-like monsters that walked the Earth knew, because they never stopped training. But I didn't know the reason. Why, one might ask? The answer was quite simple, really. I had no desire to 'know' the reason, and I had no drive to discover the 'why.' It was because my circumstances gave me no reason to become stronger. And stupidly enough, I greatly believed that I was strong enough to fend for myself. But boy was I wrong. Fate punched me in the guts, and proceeded to give me very, very good reasons to abandon my narrowed mentality and strive to become stronger than I thought I was. And those reasons multiplied by the day. As I ventured out of the dreary slum-like backlands that I grew up in — diving head first into the wider world overrun by monstrous aliens, insanely advanced technology, and humans with supernatural powers — the initial 'why' had grown to become quite... numerous. So come. Come read my story. And see how I crawled out of the depths of the dejected Island called the backlands as a nameless underachiever, and grew to become a.. tether to the entire universe. Come read how I came to be called... The Twilight of the Vast Expanses.