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Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.
NehaPriaa · 323k Views

Surviving Zombies

When the power dies in Savannah, it doesn’t come back on—it wakes the dead. As the city collapses into chaos, the Leesburg family is torn apart across multiple frontlines. Dr. Sharon Leesburg barricades her floor inside a failing hospital, sealing herself in with women in labor, newborns barely hours old, and staff already breaking from exhaustion. Below them, emergency rooms become feeding grounds. Above them, there is nowhere left to run. Every decision she makes costs lives—she just has to choose which ones. Her husband, Dr. Ellis Leesburg—a top-clearance military neuroscientist stationed at Hunter Army Airfield—races to contain an outbreak he helped study, only to realize it has already breached the base. Whatever safeguards were in place failed quietly, efficiently, and far too late. Their children are scattered through a city gone dark. Six-year-old Ella Belle, the heart of the family, never makes it home from school. She vanishes somewhere between early dismissal and total collapse—leaving no answers, no trace, and no time. Twenty-three-year-old Justin Leesburg is forced into leadership on the streets, navigating dead zones and back alleys with dwindling supplies, a handful of traumatized survivors, and the constant fear that every step away from home is a step farther from his missing sister. His younger sister Tally—volatile, reckless, and desperate to matter—keeps dragging danger toward them, mistaking noise for courage and control for heroism. Mari, Justin’s partner, is pushed past patience into brutal honesty. Kenzie, a quiet survivor carrying her dog and the memory of her family’s deaths, learns quickly—because silence, not strength, keeps you alive. This is not a story about clever zombies or easy survival. The dead react to sound. The living react to fear. Every choice is loud. Every mistake echoes. And while the horde closes in from the outside, the real danger fractures the people still breathing—grief, guilt, rage, and the unbearable question haunting them all: Where is Ella Belle? Surviving Zombies is a visceral, character-driven apocalypse that strips away hero fantasies and replaces them with moral collapse, trauma, and the brutal truth of survival: you don’t just fight the end of the world—you fight each other, and yourself, while it’s happening.
April_L_Lee · 73.7k Views