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Earthborn - Book One

In a realm where the winged Ilari reign divine, the greatest sin is not rebellion or murder. For a prince and former Seraph, it is fathering a half-human daughter. Lily is a living heresy - her existence a crime against theology and state. Denied her father's wings, she possesses a different inheritance altogether: one that could unravel the very fabric of their world. Earthborn is a character-driven fantasy of fragile love and impossible choices, where to exist is the ultimate crime. It's a complete novel that can be read as a standalone but sets stage for a greater saga. Expect: father–daughter bond as a central narrative engine; found family; slow burn and quiet tension; political and religious conflict; aerial legion and military stakes; caste/class pressure; grief, trauma, and hard choices; complex characters; no game/system mechanics Keywords: father–daughter fantasy, character-driven epic fantasy, emotional fantasy, hopeful dark fantasy, political intrigue, worldbuilding, winged nobles / sky-ruled empire, aerial legion, forbidden half-blood, religious heresy, class/caste stratification, found family, complex characters, character development, heavy themes, redemption arc, trauma recovery, grief & healing, no system / no LitRPG A Note on Process & Transparency Earthborn was originally written in Croatian. To preserve its lyrical intent in English, it has undergone a careful process of translation and polishing. In this effort, I utilized a variety of digital tools, including AI-assisted translation and editing software. My goal is to leverage every available tool to ensure the highest quality reading experience. The core of the work: the story, characters, world, and authorial voice, is mine. My goal was also to preserve the intimate cadence of its original voice. All rights reserved. This story and all original content are protected by copyright.
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OMEGA'S WOVEN SCARS

His neck burns. The spot where his mating mark should be burns the closer Travis got. He is shaking, aching all over, and he knows Travis’ touch would soothe him. But he is hurt and bleeding. He doesn’t want to repeat his life all over again with the alpha. Not when it led him to lose everything. And everything was him, Travis. Someone who once awakened him has done it again. His fated mate. Things have changed. He is a different person now. But his stupid omega is making a fool out of him by reacting in all the worst ways. “Don’t,” Day holds his hand out, heart racing. He doesn’t know why this was happening. His body and mind are clashing again, like they always do whenever they do this. “I am not some weak omega who is going to present to you simply because you were once mated to me. I am not going to submit to you. You are not my alpha.” Gods, how he wishes he could give in just this once. He can already feel the slick trickling down his thighs. Soiling his jeans. And going by the way Travis’ pheromones flare, nose twitching, he knows the alpha can smell he is losing the battle. … Day can find nothing wrong with his life. He is now enrolled in university, a whole new life away from his cage, finally growing up and discovering who he is. Then crosses paths with Travis. The alpha who makes him feel like he is being born and dying all at the same time. A thread is pulled every time he locks eyes with him, talks with him ... feels him near him. Every time his scent wraps his body like the softest cloud. With each tug, the life that has been carefully woven and fed to him starts to fall apart. Day realizes he isn’t who he has been told he is, and he was someone different once. Something else, but it was all taken away. Travis was taken away, too. All the scars unravel themselves on his bones, and he is once again breaking apart.
KairalKateri · 3.3k Views