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ASHES OF THE HEAVENLY PEARL

Long before the vampires claimed Elarion… before wolves patrolled its borders and demons stirred in the shadows… the kingdom belonged to the fairies. Their light once crowned the skies. Their songs carried magic strong enough to calm storms, heal wounds, and bend reality. They ruled with gentle hearts and glowing wings, guarding the land with the Heavenly Pearl a heart of pure magic born from the First Fairy Queen. But power invites envy. The night the sky turned crimson, the kingdoms betrayed them. Wolves tore through their forests. Vampires stole the Pearl. Dark creatures rose beneath the mountains to finish what the others began. The fairies fell. Their wings were chained. Their royal blood was hunted. And the remnants of their people were pushed to the lowest rank, servants, slaves, shadows of what they once were. For years, Elarion forgot the fairies had ever ruled. Now, Elarion looked peaceful from the outside, but everyone knew the truth: the kingdom was still trying to recover from old wounds that had never fully healed. Strange creatures lurked at the forest edges, ancient magic slept beneath the rivers, and the royal family guarded secrets deeper than the ocean. At the heart of the kingdom stood Nocturine Academy, the school built for the gifted, the cursed, the noble, and the dangerous. Every young being with even a spark of power passed through its gates. Some were there to refine their magic. Some to hide it. Some… simply to survive. Nocturine Academy. A place where power ruled. Where monsters sharpened their teeth. Where fairies were treated worse than dirt. And where the shattered Heavenly Pearl was rumored to be buried. Among Nocturine Academy’s students was Prince Kael Arcturus the heir to Elarion’s throne. He was powerful, unpredictable, and feared by almost everyone. They whispered that he was cursed, that darkness followed him like a shadow, that anyone who got too close ended up regretting it. No one dared look him in the eyes for too long. No one dared speak to him unless he spoke first. But everything changed the day she arrived. Lyra, the quiet fairy girl with soft eyes and a simple smile, had no presence at all. She wasn’t strong, she wasn’t loud, and she didn’t look like someone meant for a school like Nocturine. She blended into the background so easily… until the moment she collided literally with the most notorious prince in the entire kingdom. Books scattered across the hallway. Students froze. Kael looked down at her with cold, unreadable eyes. Lyra stared back, confused and terrified. And everything changed from that moment.
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INVISIBLE FIGURE

Shanum Asmara, a beautiful 20-year-old college student and orphan, lives independently after her parents passed away. She lives in Jakarta to pursue her education at a public university thanks to a scholarship she earned through hard work and intelligence, while her elderly grandmother lives alone in Yogyakarta, working on a rice farm. Since childhood, Shanum has been accustomed to facing life's difficulties, so she learned various types of martial arts from her grandmother, such as pencak silat, karate, and taekwondo, to be able to protect herself. While living in Jakarta, strange things often happened around Shanum. She felt that she was always accompanied by an invisible figure when she returned to her boarding house alone. When she was bullied by a college friend, the perpetrator suffered a mysterious accident. When she was almost kidnapped by thugs sent by the Rice Lord who wanted to make her his wife, those people also received an unexpected retribution that she couldn't explain. During her college break, Shanum returned to Yogyakarta and told her grandmother about all her experiences. From there, she learned a secret she couldn’t fathom with modern thinking: since childhood, Shanum had been protected by a ghost named Den Mas Alif Bhirawa. Who exactly is Den Mas Alif Bhirawa? Is he merely a guardian, or is there a deeper connection linking him to Shanum? And what is the true purpose behind his constant surveillance and protection of Shanum from the past until now?
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The Blind Claim

Samantha Hale once lived an ordinary life in the human world, ordinarily except for the constant sense that she never truly belonged. Found as an abandoned infant near a forest border and raised by a loving human couple, she grew up blind to her origins yet strangely attuned to the unseen. Her senses were sharper than most; her instincts too accurate to ignore. But the truth behind her unusual existence remained hidden… until Morris found her. Morris was a werewolf, charming on the surface, dangerously obsessive beneath. He was fascinated by Samantha, drawn to something he couldn’t immediately define. When she resisted his advances and tried to escape his tightening grip, his obsession turned violent. The night she fled him changed her life forever. Morris, enraged that she would choose freedom over him, clawed out her eyes in the forest, claiming that if she couldn’t look at him with love, she shouldn’t look at anyone at all. Blinded, bleeding, and running on pure terror, Samantha stumbled deep into the forbidden wildland…the territory of the Alpha King of werewolves: Zoro Darkfang. Zoro was everything Morris wasn’t … powerful, calculating, feared yet fair. He carried the burden of leadership, haunted by a slow-burning war with Morris, his former beta turned traitor. When Samantha literally crashed into his life and arm… something ancient stirred inside him. He couldn’t ignore the instinctual pull he felt toward her. Yet he saw her as human and helpless, a fragile soul ruined by one of his own. His first instinct was to protect … and hide her. But soon, Zoro begins to realize Samantha isn’t helpless at all. Even without eyes, she sees things others can’t … whispers of magic, traces of aura, echoes of souls. She senses a darkness coming… and she feels it inside herself. The wolves around her react to her presence… not with pity, but awe. Her scent is royal. Her wounded face carries beneath the skin a faint shimmering mark, one Zoro recognizes from stories told only in secret: The Eclipse Wolf. A supernatural lineage believed extinct. A wolf that exists between light and shadow, life and death. Samantha is the last of them… the heir to a power great enough to either unite or destroy every pack on the continent. And both Zoro and Morris want her. Zoro, to protect her. Morris… to claim her. Morris is convinced that Samantha is his destined mate… not because of love, but because of ambition. If he owns the Eclipse Wolf, he owns fate itself. He launches relentless attacks on neighboring packs, killing dozens and leaving one survivor each time… always with the same message: “Bring me Samantha. Alone.” His dominance becomes a blood-written ultimatum. Samantha, meanwhile, battles fear, guilt, and a terrifying transformation inside her. As the Eclipse mark awakens, she experiences visions of a giant wolf woven from moonlight and darkness. She feels her body changing, senses sharpening, something monstrous and magnificent waiting beneath her grief. She hates what Morris did to her. She fears what she’s becoming. And yet, she needs answers. Zoro tries to help her control this new power, guiding her through the rage and shadows looming inside. Along the way, their connection deepens… from protector and victim to something undeniable. But love only intensifies the danger. Prophecies begin resurfacing: “When the Eclipse Wolf awakens, a king must fall.” Morris believes Zoro is that king. Zoro wonders if he might instead be destined to die by Samantha’s awakening hand. The climax erupts when Morris stages his deadliest attack yet, abducting innocent pack members and forcing Zoro’s warriors into slaughter. He sends a mangled survivor to deliver the final demand: “Samantha walks into my territory, or their blood never stops flowing.” Samantha refuses to let more lives be lost because of her. Despite Zoro’s furious objections, she makes her choice. She goes. Alone. Blind but guided by something older than eyesight, de
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