tragedy

hello…after much deliberation. I decided to post the first chapter of this book, just to see how it goes. I normally only write chapters for myself to read. so enjoy the first chapter. i’ll try to post a chapter every week. …

Following a strange anomaly strange creatures from another world appeared and started hunting and killing humans, this event brought fourth chaos all over the world, in the darkness the light was slowly being swallowed

Rosemary feels like a wilted flower in her father’s court. Born into a society that places power on a pedestal, her frail body and weak angelic powers only earn scorn from her fellow nobles and icy contempt from her father. Suffocated by whispers and rejection, Rose’s gentle spirit eventually breaks, driving her to do the unimaginable– jumping off a bridge on a stormy day. But as she sinks into the water, memories of her brother's kindness renew her will to live. Yet, it might already be too late as she's dragged under the current of the river. All hope seems lost until a hand reaches into the roaring river and grabs her– a pair of cold eyes purple peer back at her. Would their owner bring the salvation she so desperately craves, or a continuation of the emotional torment she has endured since childhood?

The world did not end with a single, catastrophic collapse. It ended because of something humanity created itself. In the era of Tyrak, a global system governed nearly every aspect of life. The world became stable, predictable, almost perfect—until one day, that order fractured. The sky split apart. The logic of reality lost its footing. Existence shattered into seven zones, giving birth to beings that failed to adapt to the world’s new laws. Amid the remnants of that ruin, a man awakens from cryostasis. He does not remember how the world ended. He does not know why he survived. His name is Kael Vieron—and his existence soon becomes an anomaly. Kael is cast into the realm of the Imperatrix—entities who rule over the structure of reality itself, far beyond the reach of human logic. A world that rejects most remnants of the old existence, yet inexplicably allows Kael to remain. As if his presence still holds a role yet unfinished. Then, a system appears—offering a way forward. It speaks of scattered fragments. Of a world that can be restored. Of choices that can still be made. But the further Kael moves forward, the clearer it becomes that this world is not merely broken—it is being guided. Every decision carries consequences that feel unnervingly precise. Every truth leaves behind a disturbing gap. In a world where reality can be rewritten, and salvation holds more than one meaning, Kael must confront a question no one ever taught him to answer: Is he truly choosing his own path—or merely walking along a road prepared long before he ever awakened? Because when the world stands on the brink of repetition, not every destruction is meant to be stopped. And not every savior comes to save.

At the far north of the Atherno Continent, in an unknown village, Kyrian was born as a mere mortal. Weak, insignificant, and destined for oblivion. But he was anything but ordinary. Upon opening his eyes for the first time, they revealed an absolute white eyes without pupils or irises… and with them, an inexplicable innate talent. The ability to see what no one else could. His eyes didn’t just see the particles of spiritual energy, they could steal them. And more than that. Whether intentions, laws, concepts… everything before his vision could be taken by his eyes. When he stole his first Sword Intention, his eyes awakened to the path of the blade. Upon taking the Intention of Ice, another ocular pair was born. With every new stolen intention, his eyes changed, and new ones appeared. Kyrian does not hide them from the world, no, heeding his mother’s last wishes. He uses his gift without fear, with only one goal. To become strong by any means. (This is my first story, so don't expect anything mind-boggling. I just write what I think would be interesting and easy to read. English isn't my first language, so if there are any mistakes, please let me know so I can fix them. Otherwise, enjoy your reading)

The world they owned, lost in a heartbeat. Asahi and Aletha belong to a family of five that once governed a world known for its many powerful Rulers. When the twilight was swallowed by a mysterious radiance, their realm was transformed; the land, its people, and even the legends were reshaped by the ensuing light. Over millennia, the Adtraic Family’s world slipped into legend, leaving behind only whispers, or so they thought. Now, with danger lurking around every corner, in this new, altered world shaped by the veil of light, the two descendants step from obscurity, determined to uncover the origins of the catastrophic radiance and recover their family’s concealed past. * * * * * * * * Cover art, map, sketches, and all other character illustrations are owned by me. (Turn on Paragraph Comments to see them.) Art by Rexsama, Rainbow Amee, Doni, Me, and some others... Discord: https://discord.gg/gB4yZv7D2A All character and map illustrations are owned by me! If you like the novel and want to see more, consider collecting or keeping your collections

HERIX is a collection of interwoven sagas set in the world governed by Primordial Energy—a force that grants miraculous power to those seeking supremacy. Across nations shaped by divine intervention, corruption, and forgotten wars, a generation of individuals emerges, forging a passage between humanity and godhood. Bound not by destiny, yet their converging paths will uncover the truth buried beneath divine law, the ambition of their own souls.

When the Arcane bows before the advance of technology, something ancient stirs beneath the ruins of what was forgotten. The Plague rises once more — and with it, the Wolves, corrupted creatures that crawl among debris and broken promises. From the green flames of a curse born of hatred, Igyris emerges — a harbinger of ruin. In a world divided between runes and circuits, the end may not come from the skies... but from the depths of the trash.

A creature stuck in the dark, starts to thrive in it. But Lilith seems to be an exception. She craves for wind, for sun, for adventure, for life. Even trapped in a cave, closed off by heavy rocks, like the force of nature is against here, Lilith's desire is so powerful she starts to change the very fabric of this world. One monster, three college students, and an unknown scary world ahead. But will they survive? What is this world and what awaits them in it?

Sebastian’s life is turned upside down when he is unexpectedly thrust into the dangerous and unpredictable world of the Realm Walkers. As he navigates this new reality, he must face deadly challenges, forge uneasy alliances, and confront secrets that could change everything he knows about himself and the realms around him. With every choice carrying high stakes, Sebastian discovers that surviving this world means more than just strength—it requires courage, wit, and the resilience to overcome the darkest twists of fate. Note that the build up of the first few chapters may seem slow. ......... Sebastian pushed himself upright, though it felt as if the air itself had turned to tar around him. His thoughts drifted through a dense, suffocating fog that weighed more than his own limbs. Every breath was an effort. Every movement felt resisted by something unseen—something that clung to him without leaving a single bruise or mark to prove it existed. There was no chain. No wound. No logical reason for the heaviness sinking into his bones. And yet it was there. Relentless. He staggered toward the mirror standing quietly before him—too quietly, as if it had been waiting. A shard of memory flickered at the back of his mind, but every attempt to grasp it made the fog thicken, swallowing the thought before it could form. When he finally faced the glass, he froze. His reflection was… wrong. The face was his, yet the expression wasn’t. A smile threatened at the corners of his mouth—not his smile, but something using it. The eyes blinked half a second too late. And the longer he stared, the more the reflection seemed to grow aware of him, as though it had just woken up. A crawling cold travelled up his spine. “What… are you?” he whispered. His reflection tilted its head first. A smile still played across its lips—thin, deliberate, and wrong. There was no warmth in it. No flicker of anything human. It was a cold curve of the mouth, carved with the kind of precision that suggested practice rather than emotion. The eyes above it didn’t match the expression; they remained distant, unfocused, as though gazing at something beyond him trying but also failing to recall. Then its gaze focused on him It then spoke: “The scavenger of the Sovereign’s lost soul, A legacy bound to us… for the world to behold.”

—Why did you kill my sister?—I asked angrily, clenching my fists. His response was a mocking laugh. —I still remember her last words—he said, leaning against the wall, right next to the door.—"I should have listened to my sister when she told me you were a bad person." Sister…

Once destined to ascend as a Paladin knight, sworn to the church and forged as its unyielding blade, Gabriel's fate shattered under a forbidden ritual that ravaged his body and soul, twisting him from holy warrior into hunted heretic. Exiled to the frozen fringes of the Northern Kingdom, a routine monster hunt in the remote town of Eldenreach exposes a web of horrors: a corpse mutilated with sacred sigils, beasts fleeing an unimaginable terror, and a vast conspiracy that claws back to the heart of his tormented past. Now, with forbidden powers awakening within him, Gabriel must confront the shadows of his origins or become the monster they fear.

MIRROR: The 68.2% Ascension **Ethan Cole died in the ruins of a chemical fire. What crawled out is known only as CROSS.** Reborn as a "MIRROR"—a biological sovereign entity fused with the ancient Primordial Forest—CROSS was engineered by the **Thorne Corporation** to be the ultimate weapon of mass control. But a glitch in his core, or perhaps a pact with the earth itself, gave him something a machine should never have: a soul. Now, with a **Synchronization Rate of 68.2%** and climbing, the countdown to his humanity has begun. CROSS has shattered his chains, but he does not fight alone. Standing with him are his "children"—lethal primordial entities birthed from his own life essence—and four legendary women tethered to his destiny: * **The Ruthless Commander (Mira):** Who taught him how to hunt, and how to stay human. * **The Brilliant Medic (Dr. Sato):** Fighting a losing battle to stabilize his decaying Life Essence. * **The Chaotic Sharpshooter:** A whirlwind of lead and petals clearing the path to his throne. * **The Philosophical Witness (Vivienne):** Searching for the truth behind the mirror’s reflection. As the Thorne Corporation mobilizes its armies and world governments hunger for his divine tech, the sync rate approaches the **fatal 70% threshold**. It is the point of no return—where the boy ends and the god begins. When the clock hits zero, CROSS must decide: Will he be the savior who heals a broken world, or the monster who buries it in roots? **"Syncing Tri-Core... 3... 2... 1... Welcome to the Evolution."**

A man out of time looking for his redemption in another world. -- Siderius Satterblade made a deal with another soul in another land so he can live on. In exchange, he will kill that boy's enemies. He. Master Witch Hunter. Grand Alchemist now find himself in the world of witches. Those that he despises the most. He would fulfil his part of the deal and cleanse every single witch left in this kingdom. -- https://discord.gg/QMDetEzXaj

Title: Sold by Love "In some deals, the price isn't paid in cash—it's paid in blood and betrayal." In the heart of Manhattan’s elite East Side, stands "The Gilded Cage." To the world, it is a pinnacle of luxury and fine dining. But beneath its polished floors lies a dark secret: "The Blue Room"—an exclusive underground club where power is absolute, and the most forbidden desires are traded. At eighteen, Julie discovers that even a father’s love has a price. While her father dined in the elegance above, he was signing away her life in the shadows below to settle a gambling debt. Her new owner? The most formidable and enigmatic man in New York’s underworld—Robert Cross. Robert accepts nothing less than perfection, and to him, Julie is the rarest gem to ever grace "The Blue Room." He owns the club, he owns the guards, and now, he owns her. But he didn't count on the warrior spirit flickering behind her defiant eyes. Between the cold marble of his office and the velvet silence of the club's corridors, a brutal war of wills begins. He demands her absolute loyalty; she has nothing but her pride to shield her soul. In a world where emotions are the ultimate deception, Julie must navigate the fine line between hatred and a strange, dark devotion. Is Robert the monster who will shatter her innocence, or the only fortress standing between her and a world that already sold her out? Behind the locked doors of "The Blue Room," the most dangerous deal of all is about to unfold.

In a world of walled city-states powered by blood, war, and the dream-based magic of Somnia, Leo must break a promise to his late wife and take up his sword again for their daughter’s sake. Fortunately for him, The Empress graces all who need.

She just want someone to notice her but... not when she already die. Would you like to be with her?

**WARNING** CONTAINS SCENES OF EXTREME PHYSICAL VIOLENCE AND SEVERE DISTRESSING PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA● In the shadowed stillness of the room, she stood transfixed amidst the onslaught of memories of a father now gone. Her tears fell not with a cry, but traced a path down her cheeks in a heavy, stifled silence. As his tall shadow loomed upon the threshold, a faint tremor of dread and uncertainty coursed through her. He stepped inside, moving forward slowly, until he stood close before her. For a fleeting moment, her gazed locked with his—those wild eyes said to carry the scent of blood and the weight of a dark, haunted past. But behind that predatory gaze, another truth was beginning to reveal itself. His fingers, trembling with uncertain restraint, reached towards her face; a touch so delicate it seemed impossible that these hands had ever closed around the cold hilt of a sword. He gazed into the girl's light brown eyes but, he was not looking at her; instead, deep within her eyes, he was searching for someone else. Then with his gentle hands, brushed the tears from her cheeks. With a fevered longing, he pulled her against his chest, as if he were chaining her to his very soul; he then buried his face in her hair. With every breath, he drank in the scent of her. The girl, eyes wet and body rooted in place by fear, yet burning like a furnace from sheer embarrassment, heard the rapid thrumming of his heart against her ear—a beat whose rhythm, like the tender words of a mother, offered solace to a broken heart. Her fear dissolved in the face of the man’s pure and evident grief. She lifted her shaking hands, clutched at his clothes, and in that heavy silence, allowed herself to rest in the chill of the embrace of that dangerous man.

Setsuna Shū is a magical girl with temporal magic that allows her to go back to the past whenever she performs a certain action. She works as a magical girl, hunting monsters and helping people… or at least, that’s what she lets everyone believe. In truth, she made a contract with a demon so she could return to the past and rewrite the future. Her real reason for turning back time is to save her “sister.” As a child, she had no parents, relatives, or friends. When she was finally adopted, her sister became her entire world — and for her sake, Setsuna wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice the world itself. She gave up her original gender, her past “existence,” and even parts of her freedom in a demonic contract, all for the sake of saving her sister and taking revenge on the monsters that hurt her. But… is that really all there is to it? Or is Setsuna, in the end, partially responsible for everything that happened?

Twilight fanfic, none of the characters from the movies or book belong to me, only the original ones I created. Kael is an 19-year-old boy who has lived with his curse for over 4,000 years, searching only for peace and a purpose for his eternal life. The pain is never forgotten, we just learn to live with it.