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LUNARIS

SUBTITTLE: BLOOD AND RUIN In a land fractured by centuries of war, Arden is a cunning scavenger who survives by looting the remnants of forgotten battles. But her life changes forever when she unearths Lunaris, an ancient, sentient artifact of unimaginable power. Lunaris promises protection, riches, and glory—but whispers dark secrets, revealing its true purpose: to shift the balance of power in the world, for better or worse. News of Arden’s discovery spreads like wildfire, drawing the attention of rival kingdoms, mercenaries, and shadowy cults. Each faction craves the artifact, willing to spill rivers of blood to claim it. But Lunaris has a will of its own, forging an unsettling bond with Arden, testing her resolve with every choice she makes. As armies march and conspiracies unravel, Arden faces impossible decisions: destroy the artifact and lose the one thing keeping her alive, or wield its power and risk becoming the very tyrant she despises. With her heart caught between rebellion, loyalty, and a dangerous attraction to a rogue prince with his own agenda, Arden must navigate a treacherous game of alliances and betrayals. But Lunaris has one final revelation—Arden isn’t just its wielder. She’s part of a prophecy that could end the war… or ignite an apocalypse. As the battlefield closes in and the artifact whispers promises of godhood, Arden must choose: Will she save the world—or claim it? A tale of power, sacrifice, and destiny, The Artifact War is perfect for fans of morally complex characters, nail-biting twists, and epic action.
Aubrey_Nixon · 2.8k Views

Sullivan's Girl

For years, Anna never thought Sullivan was the type of man anyone should go to for help. Heck! She didn't think he was the type of man anyone should be seen with. She hated him. Secretly. Deeply. And loathed his presence. His existence alone appalled her until she crashed into his building. A loud cry for his protection and help. Sullivan didn't bother with Anna. She was too busy hating him while keeping his secret, too absorbing. Too much of everything he shouldn't be giving in to. Yet, in a fleet of seconds, she ripped his perfectly quiet world apart. As the world of the supernatural opened before her, with their unknown enemy promising a repeat of tragic fate, Anna banked on Sullivan's protection. Taking pleasure in his attention and interest. Yet, the knowledge she lacked was that peculiar interest is often overwhelming. Unhealthy. Dangerous. Obsessive. And a path of thorn that tears at the most precious skin. ■■■■■■■ “Are you hiding, little bird?” His tone was different from the usual. It wasn't the coo she knew, neither was it the song of calmness that often emanated from him. It was vibrating. An allure that in a dark and dangerous way promised a touch that would drift her alive. Annabelle kept her hand to her mouth, her heart racing past its usual rate. She wondered in that moment—now that she knew what he was—if he could hear her heart beat. As if the universe was sending her a response, she felt him stop. Right above where she hid. Holding a shaky breath, she raised her head, feeling the pressure of his feet on the wood that obscured her view from him. Surely, his ability can't go underground. Surely, the scent of watermelon and potatoes would mask her. Yet…the low chuckle that sounded like a sinister laughter made her heart jump, as her legs gave away. He lifted the wooden pallet, their gazes colliding in a fit of what seems to be prey and predator instinct. A tiny smirk was playing on his face now, the same one she was used to. And the evidence was as glaring as daylight. Blood streak marked his crisp white shirt, drooling down the side of his face to his lips—his hands, a crimson bloody mess against rich skin. The stale of another man's death lingering around him, morphing his aura and forever confirming what he is. What he will always be. “Little bird…” “Please…” Huge palm reached out to pat her nest of hair, definitely leaving behind strokes of blood. The metallic iron scent assaulted her nose in the small space she hid. He was after her heart—an organ she feared he might mean in the literal sense. As she remained in the squatting position, watermelon threatening to squash beneath her knees, she felt his pat. Once. Twice. As soothing as always for a creature like him. “I wished upon you little bird. You cannot run from me.” His words were a promise, a seal that bounded them together. Forever. ■■■■■■■ This is an enemies to lovers cum friends to lovers kind of story. ALSO... !!!THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN DARK VULGAR AND CRUDE CHAPTERS BUT A SERIES OF WARNINGS WILL BE ISSUED BEFOREHAND (depends on this authors mood *evil laughter*) SO...YOU WILL BE FINE ^.^
b_oaq · 26.2k Views

Oops! I Seduced My Stepbrother Again (BL)

Seduction Alert! No incest! A mistake. That was what Sebastian had termed him. A life-unraveling experience. That was what Dylan had seen it as. As a meek boy whose mother had forsaken him, Dylan grew up pouring his resentment inward, living with low self-esteem and no control over his life. He wandered through it, depressed, until one night changed everything. He had thought this man took his girlfriend, but instead, the man ended up taking his first time. Sebastian had come to Korea on a business trip, intending to do what he had to do and leave, never once thinking he would end up entangled with a boy he couldn’t ignore, one who responded so easily beneath him. But to him, it was still a mistake. Something better left buried. Yet fate seemed to have other plans. Three years later, 22 years old Dylan stood before his mother, and before the man he hadn’t expected to see again. Sebastian. Now 29, aloof as ever, looking like he would rather be anywhere else than standing in front of Dylan Sebastian almost failed to recognize him, but living under the same roof quickly became its own torment—one that forced him to remember everything he wanted to forget. For a 29 years old uptight lawyer, there was too much at stake. And Dylan was more than willing to make him confront everything he had been holding back. Because he wanted to feel it again.. the closeness, the tension, the way everything once slipped out of control. “Just once,” Dylan muttered, looking at him. “Sleep with me again, and I’ll stop stressing you.” “No. I’ll pass.” Dylan let out a quiet scoff. “Are you sure you prefer being buried in files… rather than dealing with me?” Sebastian glanced at him, something unreadable in his eyes, and forced out an answer that didn’t quite match what he felt. “Yes.”
Unique_Ideas_ · 3k Views