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Swords & Roses

"Don't abuse the weak, protect those who asks you, don't make them plead" those were the last words that rang in Vojislav Dave heard' ears as he walks away from his father's grave. Followed him behind was his precious wife, Eleanor. Her soothing voice comforted him. After his mother, followed by the death of his father--Vojislav Dave heard, a knight's son in the beautiful village of Ruthenia, Ukraine, he and his wife's love story were widespread as one of the most tragic tales in history. On September of 1003 BCE, the supposed Byzantine raid on his village--massacred his people. The raid left a broken and a burning Ruthenia. The byzantine soldiers were ruthless--setting houses on fire, assaulting women, beating the elderly and stripping children away from thier land and shipping them off as Slaves. Vojislav and his wife were abducted in the raid and were shipped off to Byzantium--the capital of Anatolia. There, Slav was put in the emperor's army as a knight--where Eleanor's fate seemed uncertain at first. Since she was a woman and a slave--her fate was divided into 2 paths. - being sold to the tavern Or sold to the imperial palace for the prince's pleasure. Eleanor was a modest woman, though fate seemed to be the opposite for her--and soon she was admitted into the imperial palace. Where she learned to survive the deadly political intrigues of the concubines. The day she stepped foot in their--she sensed the brewing enmity between her and them--since the prince made her his most favored concubine. Would she bend to her fate? Would she be united with her husband? Now, that's worth a chapter!!
DeryaYildirim · 27.2k Views

Prison Break : The Mentalist

Daniel Miller, a reincarnated stage magician, wakes up in the body of a low-level con artist inside the infamous Fox River Penitentiary. The catch? He knows everything about the prison's most elaborate escape plan from the future, and the clock is ticking down to Lincoln Burrows' execution. As Michael Scofield plans his breakout, Daniel must prove he's an asset—not a threat—by leveraging his enhanced skills. Daniel has three distinct advantages: Sleight of Hand & Dexterity: The original Daniel was a thief, and those muscle memories are now fused with the magician's training, giving him exceptional manual dexterity. This allows him to effortlessly pick pockets, palm cards, and manipulate objects with blinding speed and precision. Cold Reading & Deduction: His mind is sharper than before, giving him the unique ability to observe and deduce, or "read people like books". He can instantly spot tells for lies, physical injuries, and even deeply personal secrets just by observing body language and microexpressions. Low Presence Zone (LPZ): His most mysterious and taxing power, this is a "field of inattention" that allows him to manipulate the perception of others. When activated, the air around him shifts, making him virtually unnoticeable, enabling him to slip past security and cameras, a power that comes at a brutal physical cost with heavy use. To survive the violent hierarchy and earn a spot on the escape team, Daniel will have to use his impossible magic and mental acuity to become indispensable to Michael. He must play the game better than anyone, or risk watching Michael's brilliant plan—and Lincoln's life—fail.
Fanfic_Writer1 · 31.1k Views

The Affinity of Fate

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^
I_Eat_Rice · 142.9k Views

DON'T DREAM

When the senior class of Greystone High arrives at the infamous **Noctis Facility**—a government-confiscated building rumored to have been a secret human test lab—the trip feels like a bad joke wrapped in urban legend. The halls are gutted, windows sealed, and the air smells like chemicals and old nightmares. Their guide’s information is vague, the teachers are uneasy, and the security presence is unnervingly heavy for a building that’s “no longer active.” Among the students is **AYLA**, a quiet, insomnia-ridden perfectionist who hasn’t slept properly in years; **KAI**, her adrenaline-seeking best friend; **MIRA**, a top student hiding crippling anxiety; and **JASON**, a skeptic who lives to debunk anything “paranormal.” Each of them carries a private fear they don’t talk about—but in Noctis, fear is the only language that matters. During the tour, the class is ushered into a central research wing: a circular chamber lined with dormant machinery and strange reclined chairs, each fitted with a helmet-like device. A broken sign hints at the lab’s original purpose: **“Oneiric Response Modulation – DREAMLESS PROJECT.”** Before anyone can process the meaning, the security doors lock. Alarms moan to life. Sleep-inducing gas seeps from vents. Their phones die at once. The teachers collapse. One by one, the students lose consciousness. They wake up hours later, apparently unharmed, still inside the chamber. The gas is gone. The doors are open. But something has changed. That night, back in their dorm-style accommodations near the facility, the first death happens. A student who had laughed the loudest at the urban legends **falls asleep and never wakes up**, found in his bed twisted, broken, as if thrown from a ten-story building—though the room is perfectly intact. Security footage shows him lying still. No intruder. No struggle. No logical cause. Then another student dies, this time appearing to have drowned—lungs filled with water, though she’s found in a perfectly dry room. Rumors race through the survivors: They died from **what happened in their dreams**. A recorded message triggers on their confiscated phones and in loudspeakers back at the facility, a distorted voice from the Noctis system: > “Welcome to the DREAMLESS PROTOCOL. > Rule One: **Sleep is permitted.** > Rule Two: **Dreaming is not.** > If your brain enters REM sleep, your death in the dream will be mirrored in your reality. > This is a controlled test. > Survive—or be deleted.” The impossible catch: **no human can decide not to dream**. The students’ biology is now their executioner. Every blink feels dangerous, every yawn a countdown. Ayla, who has long feared sleep, becomes an unlikely focal point; her chronic insomnia might be their only starting advantage. She realizes the lab has wiped their devices, cut them off from the outside, and manipulated their sleep cycles. They are not on a school trip anymore—they are **subjects in a game-like human trial** where the enemy is inside their own heads.
Huddon1S_Lajah · 526 Views