Malivoire Descent

Beneath a razor-edged winter, Barrowham bleeds. Doctor Watters, a scientist unprepared for nightmares, is plunged into a world overrun by monstrous, mutated Lycans. His guide: Grimm, a hunter of terrifying competence and chilling secrets. Pursued through desolate lands by relentless beasts, Watters clings to Grimm, their uneasy alliance forged in fear and necessity. Driven by Watters' yearning for answers and Grimm's grim certainty of peril, the Immortal Grimm: Lycan, is a visceral dark fantasy horror story where monstrous threats are both flesh and shadow. Prepare for a descent into chilling suspense, where survival demands more than science, and the greatest horrors may wear a deceptively inviting face.

With the descent of mana, humans gained access to awakening supernatural powers. Awakening a Mythical black star talent—a power feared even by the gods—and the SS-Rank Degeneration ability, Blake Allsworth finally have the chance to live a life of fulfilment as an Ascendant. But fate has other plans. His awakening was met with hostility. Becoming a threat to the world and the divine beings, and getting hunted by their pawns while climbing the towers that appeared after what humans termed "The Great Pandemic." Blake Allsworth vowed to crush all who dare stand in his way! No. With his boundless potential, the sky is merely a stepping stone! His enemies will be reduced to nothing but Undead slaves... ... P.S: The MC won't be villainous at the start of the book. If you notice, he's a bit naive at the beginning chapters. The fun truly begins at the twentieth floor ;) #Unstoppable Protagonist

Passing through the world after nuclear war on Earth, all humans fall into a game called "Transcendence". Through games, people can gain the power to move mountains and seas. The strong can cross the void or the universe and do anything they want. Stel had been in this otherworldly place for eighteen years when one day, he woke up with the ability to "Evolve Every Day." Various talents? Evolve! SSS-class "Descent of the God," all attributes doubled, resurrection from death. SSS-class "Soul of Arcane," all magic cast without conditions, power doubled, ignoring the opponent's defense. What about different skills? Evolve! "Fireball" → "Flamestorm" "Wind Blade" → "Storm of Death"... And what about different professions?Evolve! Treasured items? Evolve! Pets? Evolve! By the time Stel stepped out of the gaming pod and back into reality, the entire universe was already at his feet.

[WSA Entry 2025] [Disclaimer: This is not a story for the faint-hearted. It explores the darkest aspects of humanity—where morality is shattered, and power takes its place. Most readers won’t have the courage to face this unrelenting descent into shadows. I'm once again telling you if you can't handle deaths and violence and you seek happiness then please do not even touch this Novel. But maybe, just maybe, you’re different. Strong enough to confront the abyss and see what lies beyond. if so Prove it.] [Synopsis]: In a world teetering on the edge of chaos, seven empires vie for dominance, each more ruthless than the last. At the heart of this dark tapestry lies Narzan, a nation feared and despised, where cruelty is law and ambition a deadly game. The lands of mortals are but a fragile sanctuary, bordered by forbidden realms—the infernal Demon Realm, where nightmares are born; the accursed Lost Soul Realm, where the damned wander endlessly; and the enigmatic Elven Kingdom, shrouded in secrets and ancient power. These realms whisper of horrors and treasures that could reshape the very fabric of existence. Above it all looms the Arcana veli, an ancient force that binds life, death, and destiny. It stirs ominously, its threads tangling with shadows of betrayal, vengeance, and destruction. In this world where the strong devour the weak, hope is a fleeting illusion, and mercy is a tale for the foolish. Veythor is a man cursed by the fates, his existence a relentless cycle of suffering. Across three lives, he has endured betrayal, torment, and death. On Earth, he was a man broken by those he trusted—betrayed by family, ruined by love, and condemned to die in despair. In his second life, he met an even crueler fate, falling prey to monsters in human form. But Thalvoria, his third life, is the cruelest of all. A vast and merciless world, Thalvoria is ruled by beings of unimaginable power. Here, mages can sunder mountains with a thought, empires rise and fall in rivers of blood, and forgotten gods slumber beneath the earth. Mythical beasts stalk cursed forests, and the lands themselves seem to hunger for suffering. In Thalvoria, even the heavens cast shadows, and every choice is a gamble with damnation. Yet Veythor, battered and scarred, refuses to succumb. Haunted by memories of his past lives, he begins to weave his pain into something more dangerous. Every betrayal fuels his resolve, every scar sharpens his will. As the balance of power begins to shift and the Weave of Magic tightens its grip on the world, Veythor sets his sights on a singular goal: to seize control of his cursed destiny, no matter the cost. But in a land where salvation and damnation are two sides of the same coin, what will remain of a man who refuses to die? When the world itself hungers for blood, Veythor will rise—or he will drag all of Thalvoria into the abyss with him.

Crossers invaded the world and thrust Humanity into an interworld conflict. Humanity's instinct for survival was stimulated—rekindling the ancestral bloodline's legacy that lies dormant within them. Vampires, Elves, and even Demons were not mere figures of fantasy, but rather the true ancestors of Humanity in ages past. Thus, Hybrids were reintroduced to the world. Lucivar Asarafall, a man of humble origin—failed to awaken his bloodline. Despite his good deeds, his family loathed him. In his final trial, he swore to succeed but fate intervened, he was chosen as the monthly sacrifice for his city. In a near-death experience, his bloodline awakened, an Angel. A turning point in his life, but soon he realized that he was not the Angel he thought to be. In a world where the rulers were descendants of Dracula, the Dark Prince—or Chi Long, the Inferno King, the bloodline of malevolent beings from realms beyond mortal comprehension coursed through Lucivar's veins. While others became Hybrids, Lucivar became the messenger of Evil Gods, a False Angel. "Who cares about good or evil? If I kill someone wicked, it's a win, one less rival in my way. If I kill someone noble, it is still a win—the world would've consumed them sooner or later. So why not let it happen by my hand? After all, I'm more practical. I became stronger and you get a painless death, win-win" ——— Very manipulative and unhinged MC, be warned. He's a slave to the Evil Gods. A trickster God. An arrogant God. A chaotic God. A wrathful God. A puritanical God. Read to find who these Gods are! ——— Author Note: Not for those who want fast development from the start but if you want good characters, then this is your novel! Chapter 1 to 22 will be focused on the MC's descent to villainous but once it kicks off, you won't be disappointed!

Exuberance is a tale about the cursed maiden known as Salem, who wanders the bleak world of Peruvia in search of either meaning or a swift end to her miserable existence. Along the way she encounters a strange race of alien creatures and is flung into an ancient conflict once fought by her mysterious mother. Now struggling with a strange and oppressive parasite found within her, Salem begins her descent into villainy as she attempts to free the world from its misery. She will find love and family on her path, as well as many threatening foes. But above all else Salem is bound to her mission. She must uncover and destroy the mysterious evil that plagues the world, even if it means becoming a sinister queen.

Stranded. Adrift, in this godforsaken land—where the sky stretches too wide, the earth feels too foreign, and the moon above is a quiet witness to your solitude. Vast emerald forests stretch beyond the horizon, endless oceans whisper secrets to the wind, and mighty empires rise and fall in splendor, power, and ruin. Even magic—fleeting, elusive, a mere glimmer in the dark—still lingers. Just enough to tempt the desperate and the dreamers alike. This world calls to you, sings sweet promises, lures you in—until you’re ensnared, bound, lost to it forever. It is beautiful. Breathtaking. And yet, it grinds you down. Bit by bit, like the tide wears away stone. For in this world, no matter how far you run, no matter how far you wander—the road ahead is always paved with violence. There is no mercy. No escape. Only the slow, inevitable descent.

Let the returner save the world that's not my problem. I won't run around playing hero instead I'll build a kingdom like no other and nothing will stop me. why? Cause am better than the returner. The world has changed and the descent has come. This shall be the start of Damien's kingdom, with his knights no one shall stop me, not the returner or the otherworlders.

A world under threat of dangerous creature and disease. The gods have long vanished and even devils, eldritch and fae lords don't have a card to play. One soldier, a prince and a priestess may be the last hope for the world, but you can only fight one scourge with another. How far will they fall to save their world? Will they even save themselves or will they die trying?

[Loading choices…] -Ding! [(1) Respond to the bald teacher with: “Whether I sleep or not has nothing to do with you. No matter what I do, my future is still brighter than the light shining upon your bald head!” (Reward: God-Level Hair Stylist)] [(2) Look at the bald teacher’s bald head, sneer, and sleep again. (Reward: God-Level Driving)] [(3) Look at the teacher’s bald head and respond with: “Your bald head reminds me of the boiled eggs I ate for breakfast.” (Reward: God-Level Cooking)] [(4) Respond to the bald teacher with: “Yo, Wassup bro?” Then get out of your chair and perform a breakdance in front of the class. (Reward: God-Level Breakdancing)] [(5) Choose none of the given options and choose your own path. (Reward: None)] … Ainsworth Arthurford transmigrated to a parallel world of Earth. Unlike in his past life, magic and aura appeared on Earth and allowed everyone to awaken a Class at 16 and become an Awakener. Those who successfully awaken a Class and became an Awakener could take on Otherworld Missions provided by the Will of The Earth, with tasks related to invading the Otherworld. Whether it was to steal a powerful artifact, kill the children of destinies (protagonist of the world), or plunder the world origin, Awakeners from Earth became the notorious “invaders from another world”. When magic and aura had awakened, dimensional gates had also appeared which connected the Otherworld to Earth and it brought occasional invasions. Fortunately, the Earth’s Will reacted quickly and allowed humans to awaken a class and humanity managed to fight back and even invade the Otherworld to further strengthen both themselves and the Earth itself. Ainsworth transmigrated thirty years after the descent of the dimensional gates and the day before the Unified Awakening Ceremony. As a perk for his transmigration, he received the God-Level Choice System, which allowed him to choose the options given to him that would grant corresponding rewards. And with that, he awakened an SSS-rank Class and started his path to avenge his older sister and recover her Divine Eyes of Death Lines from the mysterious otherworld organization that gouged out her eyes!

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

Mary, before being known as the Child of Slaughter, was once a weak and sickly orphan from a blue star called Earth. On that humble planet, she was unremarkable—a faceless figure among the countless souls resigned to their quiet and lonely demise. Her life was ordinary, fleeting, and insignificant. But fate had other plans Without warning, Mary was torn from her peaceful world and was thrust into the World of Chaos, a realm of unrelenting chaos and destruction Stripped of the mundane comforts of her former life, she struggled to adapt, clinging to survival with her frail body. Yet no amount of resolve could shield her from the harshness of this new reality Eventually the cruelty of her circumstances broke her, shattering her innocence and forging her into a cold, unyielding machine of war—a tool for survival in a world that demanded blood and sacrifice But even in the abyss, there remained a faint glimmer of hope As Mary encountered Ethan Bright, the Archduke of Dreams. He was the embodiment of perfection—a being feared by the gods and revered by mortals. As the Promised Fifth Celestial, he was destined to bring an end to this madness and become a beacon of hope in a cursed world His very existence gave hope, but hope was never enough. The burning star was eventually extinguished as calamity struck. The world they cherished was reduced to ash, and all they had fought to preserve crumbled Facing the End of Existance, Ethan Bright fell. The Perfect Being, the loving husband, the devoted father–he was no more. What remained was a hollow shell, consumed by guilt and despair. No longer the Archduke of Dreams, he became known as the Sin of Avaritia, a being consumed by insatiable longing and regret In his descent, Ethan embarked on a relentless crusade, hunting monsters and demons with unmatched ferocity. His wrath spared none as he left a trail of ruin in his wake, consumed by his vendetta against the Celestials Allies and friends who sought to save or stop him fell one by one, unable to endure the merciless path he had chosen Through it all, only one remained—Mary. She was the last tether to his shattered humanity, the one constant in his spiral of destruction. She was all he had left to protect, the only reminder of the man he used to be Confronted by the weight of his sins and the irreversible consequences of his actions, Ethan became known as The One Who Wished, a being who chased the impossible—atonement for an irredeemable past. Consumed by regret, he desperately sought a way to undo the damage he had wrought. Every effort proved fruitless, yet he pressed on, clinging to the faintest sliver of hope So at the face of an inevitable end, Ethan made his most desperate and selfish choice. He cursed Mary with a twisted form of immortality, one born of his own shattered dreams and unyielding desire to see her live on. It was a cruel gift, an unbreakable chain tying her to a future that he has failed to protect Though he expected her hatred and though he deserved her scorn, Ethan still dared to hope. Somewhere in the depths of his heart, he wished for her understanding, for her forgiveness. It was a foolish dream, but it was all he had left And so, Mary endured. Iteration after iteration, their destinies unfolded anew. With each cycle, they changed—growing, learning, diverging from the paths once thought inevitable. This time, they would rise to confront the sins of their past, the burdens of their present, and the sinners of countless timelines This time, Mary and Ethan would defy their predetermined fate. As they would face their irredeemable past and carve a new future from the wreckage of despair Though the question remained: Can they finally escape the chains of their shared torment and bring an end to the suffering that had consumed them for so long? Only time would tell ********************* Hello this is my first novel so there will be a lot mistakes but i hope that you will accompany me through this journey

"From now on, you can stay in this room and live the rest of your life here for all I care," were the words that condemned Li Na to a lifetime of isolation and despair at the hands of her own family. Betrayed by her sister, Li Jing, who injected her with a lethal dose of poison, Li Na's world faded into darkness, filled with a deep sense of sadness and betrayal. But fate had a different plan for Li Na. Instead of the expected descent into the afterlife, she found herself transported to a new existence, her younger self staring back at her from the mirror. Overwhelmed by this inexplicable rebirth, tears welled in her eyes as she made a solemn vow to herself: to seek justice and make her family pay for the pain they had inflicted upon her. As Li Na battles with the struggles of her past, a new surprise awaits. … With their faces just an inch apart, he softly asked her, "Do you trust me?" tracing her lips with one finger, lightly.  With a quivering smile, she nodded and whispered, "Yes, I trust you." To her Tang Zheng was the light sent by the heavens to shed her tears away. As Li Na embraces this new chapter of her life, a veil of mystery envelopes her path. The shadows whisper, and destiny's secrets slowly unveil, shaping Li Na's fate in ways she never imagined.

Kristina’s heart pounded in sync with the sharp click of her heels against the polished wooden steps. Each step deeper into Dr. Reiter’s basement felt like a descent into the unknown. She had no choice—he held her career, her future, in his hands. One mistake, one lapse in judgment, and everything she had worked for could vanish. She still remembered the way he had looked at her in his office, his piercing gaze stripping away the confidence she usually wore like armor. When he pointed out the medication error, her blood had turned to ice. If he reported it, she would lose everything—her job, her future as a nurse practitioner, the home she and her husband had just bought. But he hadn’t reported it. Instead, he had given her a choice. Now, as she reached the final step, she swallowed hard, bracing herself for whatever came next.

The sky belongs to the strong. The weak are cast below. Arix has spent his entire life trapped on the surface, beneath the floating islands and continents of the Skyborn, watching the untouchable elite rule from above while the exiled mine Celestium like slaves. But he was never meant to stay Earthbound. When he stows away on the Nimbus, a stolen airship piloted by desperate exiles, Arix is thrust into a world of skyship battles, ruthless warriors, and forgotten legends. With no powers of his own and no place among the Skyborn, he must steal, outthink, and fight his way upward—one battle at a time. Yet the higher he climbs, the more the past catches up to him. The Skylord was thought to be a myth, a long-dead legend. But as Arix fights his way toward the heavens, whispers spread. The sky remembers him. And it wants him back. Progression System: Skyborn Hierarchy, Essence Mastery, Celestial War Relics Tropes: Underdog MC, Rogue Tactics, No System Aid, Aerial Combat Themes: Freedom vs. Oppression, Lost History, Found Family, Ruthless Progression The sky belongs to those who dare to take it. And Arix will take everything. ✅ Underdog MC with explosive growth potential ✅ Clear power system ✅ Skyship battles and large-scale progression stakes ✅ Mystery behind MC’s origins ✅ A fresh setting—sky-focused progression rather than dungeon-focused

Duchess Yolana has a heart of stone. As the empire’s greatest spear master, Yolana has no room for love. Orphaned by demons at a young age, she’s hardened her heart, focusing only on battle and survival. That is, until she meets him. ( ) ( ) ( ) ( ) Prince Kanos Hellos, fourth in line to the Demon Queen’s throne, has spent fifteen years chasing his forbidden soulmate, Yolania. But his obsession has come at a cost—his slow descent into demonization. If he fails to win her heart before the next blood moon, he will lose himself forever. When the Emperor of Fedora arranges a political marriage to harness Yolania’s power, Kanos’s mother seizes the opportunity to save her son. Using a powerful spell, she forces him into the identity of a human prince, embedding him within Yolania’s world, hidden beneath a mortal guise. Racing against a curse that threatens to consume him, Kanos must deceive the emperor, earn Yolania’s trust, and fight the forces conspiring to control her. But can love survive when built on deception—especially when she’s sworn to destroy beings like him?

“I am a benevolent god. If you worship me well, maybe I will save you… from the calamities I send.” Zayne was just an ordinary guy, when he was picked through a random draw to become a host of the God System. Having accepted the offer - could that even be considered a choice, when his soul would have been exterminated otherwise? - he was transported to a different world, tasked with gaining believers and growing his cult, earning points from their faith. Once he gained enough believers and points, he would be able to rise to a higher position in the Pantheon… However. A ‘life’ as a deity turned out to be far less glorious than he would have thought. Centuries later, he is still stuck in his first world. Fulfilling prayers day in and day out, as a mere consciousness floating in nothingness, alone with the system. He cannot rank up, he cannot move on, and he cannot even vent his frustration well, because he’s always short on points! And his believers are not even loyal, still worshiping other gods as well! In a moment of distraction, he makes a mistake, which initiates his descent. Not wanting to waste the points he has already spent, Zayne decides to wander the world for a while, posing as his own prophet, using this opportunity to spread his faith… And more importantly, vent all his pent-up anger, and have fun along the way! Randomly doing whatever he wants, he accidentally discovers a path he could take as a god: sending calamities, and then rescuing people from them - of course as long as they pray! And so his journey to the top finally begins.

--- In the rugged expanse of a mythic American West, a woman haunted by the echoes of her violent past confronts the blurred lines between redemption and damnation. After avenging her husband's murder, she finds herself pursued not just by the law, but by supernatural forces that challenge the very fabric of her reality. A fateful encounter with a Wendigo on the desolate plains marks the beginning of her descent into a nightmarish world where her foes are not only external but also lie within the darkest corners of her psyche. As she struggles with the physical scars of her battles and the spiritual wounds of her actions, the protagonist encounters a mysterious tribe that saves her life, only to challenge her soul. The devil, manifesting in visions, offers cryptic dialogues that force her to confront her life choices. His words—a sinister mix of temptation and truth—propel her on a grim dance with destiny, where she must navigate the moral complexities of vengeance, the weight of her sins, and the possibility of forgiveness. "Dance of the Damned" is a psychological thriller set against a supernatural Western backdrop, exploring themes of human nature, redemption, and the fine line between justice and retribution. As the protagonist battles to reclaim her humanity, she learns that the greatest battles are fought within the soul, and every step in this dance could be her last. --- This synopsis aims to capture the essence of the story while intriguing potential readers with its psychological depth and supernatural elements.

Arjuna embarks on a journey, his land now forever changed by the emergence of mythical beings. His travels lead him to the capital, where he encounters the Ghost Guild, a group dedicated to integrating these spectral entities into society. Led by a disheveled yet sharp-witted doctor, the Ghost Guild seeks balance between mortals and spirits, believing coexistence is the key to a stable future. However, standing in their way is the Doomed Dissident, a faction shrouded in mystery, who seeks balance within the world.

Spashelou's Dark Descent is an American slasher film series created by AkaByeolz. The series tells the story of a group of teenagers investigating a serial killer known as The Spashelou, who's been on a killing spree for the past week, claiming 39 victims. Their goal is to find the Spashelou before the police does and avenge their friend, Newt, who became the 39th victim.

Alex Miller has a problem: he's become the background character in his own unfinished novel. Worse, it's a dark fantasy where the bad guys are winning. Now, as Caspian Grey, the most unremarkable, insignificant nobody character, Alex faces a choice: accept his doom as weak cannon fodder or rewrite the rules of the game. With nothing but his author's knowledge and a healthy dose of sarcasm, Caspian sets out to survive. But in a world where magic and monsters are real, even the best-laid plans can go hilariously awry. ------ This is an ongoing work. Names of abilities, characters, etcetera, are subject to change. I've also adapted the quality to be consistent with the amount of chapter releases per week. So, if there are any inconsistencies, holes, or something you notice that's off let me know!

[Mature Content] 1# To Love a Vampire. A marriage to cure a curse. An unwilling bride. When the first Prince of Vampires asks for her hand in marriage, Bel is repulsed by this and vehemently refuses. She always imagined her husband would be like her sister’s. A handsome man who shares similar interests with her. He doesn’t need to be royalty. All that matters is that they were in love. Davien got the handsome part down but unfortunately, nothing else. To top it all, he is a vampire. However, she won’t have minded his terrible traits if she loves him but she doesn’t, and neither does he love her. When her father says she has no option but to marry him, Bel vows to do everything in her power to make Davien hate her. If she can’t stop him from marrying her, she can at least make him end the marriage. She will be the worst bride ever. But what happens when Davien can handle her antics and shows nothing but love to her regardless of what she does? 2# To Want a Vampire A girl who won’t speak—or perhaps can’t—only shaking in terror but the scars on her body tell Stelian everything he needs to know about the horrors she’s endured. For Mallory, life has never been kind. Her mother’s death at age thirteen marked the start of her descent into further darkness. Two years later, her father would sell her to vampires, condemning her to unspeakable torment. After three grueling years, Mallory escapes, only to fall into the hands of vampires once again. But this time, she encounters someone different—someone without the red eyes she has come to loathe. Yet, when she learns that he too craves blood, just like those who shattered her body, spirit, and soul, Mallory must confront her deepest fears. Can she open herself to him, or will he become yet another nightmare in her endless cycle of suffering? (I’m taking a break to focus on my new book but will be back in the future.)

Demon Lord Arnin has reached the apex of his universe, with everyone and everything fearing his very name, however, no one knows of his tragic past. With his clansmen being brutally slaughtered when he was very young, he was forced to enter the ruthless world alone. Betrayed at every step and finding himself against the world at every angle, his heart turned to stone, not allowing anything to affect him ever again. Right when he thinks that the world is firmly in his grasp, he learns about the existence of the beings that partook in the Great Demon Massacre of time immemorial. Learning that their power significantly exceeds his own, Demon Lord Arnin finds that the best way to increase his own strength as quickly as possible is by reincarnating into a world that uses a power completely unknown to him and starting over once again so that he may merge his powers in the future. Will the feared Demon Lord Arnin finally achieve the revenge he yearns for, or will he collapse after his million-year reign, simply becoming a figure of the past? Editor: D.J Support me on Amazon!! TDDL Descent of the Demon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07NCMC33K

When preservationist Celeste Carter is hired to oversee the restoration of the historic Fairmont Theater, she expects a battle with real estate developer Adrian Hawthorne—not a descent into a decades-old mystery. The once-grand theatre holds a dark past, tied to a devastating fire in 1948 that killed a young actress named Evelyn Ross. The official story claims it was an accident. But the deeper Celeste digs, the more she realizes that someone is desperate to keep the truth buried. Strange occurrences at the Fairmont—ghostly whispers, missing records, and a mysterious informant—convince Celeste that Evelyn’s spirit is trying to communicate. When anonymous threats escalate into physical attacks, she and Adrian uncover a sinister conspiracy that dates back to the theatre’s original owner, Nathaniel Wren. But Wren wasn’t the only one involved. Powerful men in Port Bellingham conspired to cover up the truth—and some of them are still alive. With danger closing in, Celeste and Adrian must navigate a maze of deception, corruption, and long-buried secrets. If they expose the past, they could bring justice to Evelyn after seventy-five years. But someone is willing to do anything to stop them. And the Fairmont isn’t the only place haunted by its history.

Vallen is a human reborn into the body of a creature called by the inhabitants of this world called “Demons.” Confused and scared he travels through the many layers of the pit he is trapped in. In his descent through these layers he faces many challenges from both outside forces hunting him down or inside forces making him question some aspects of himself. The deeper he ventures, the more his story changes and shapes.

"Jill!" Sheri whispered. Jill continues to give Sheri grief. Though, in all honesty Jill didn't care, nor did she have room to judge. Jill has done what Sheri is about to do once or twice. Maybe even three times by the time she's done with Anthony. Who knows what his status is? Don't care... But Jill could shamelessly say this, she's never blatantly seen a man's wife and still brazenly flirt with their husband. Sheri was on a whole new level of savagery, and Jill wasn't letting her best friend off the hook so easily. Jill thought to herself, the next time Sheri tries to act all innocent and poise to judge me, imma rub the dirt all up in her face. She continues to push Sheri’s buttons till she gets up to leave and go to the bathroom. Jill was getting ready to tell her to use the gel when unexpectedly, Sheri collides into the Governor. They were a whole tangled mess, Jill practically had to pull them apart before his wife came. The Governor was grateful for her intervention because even he realized he wasn't focused. Upon meeting the governor's wife, Jill was 100% sure, she did not like her. This self-important, condescending chick, made Jill simply want to backhand her. Her whole attitude was trash. She looked down at Sheri and Jill the whole time with fake greetings of kindness. But Jill matched her energy. Like b*tch, your not about to run over me. But Sheri... Practically became her yes girl. And Jill had to fall in line because it wasn't her fight. *** After the awful encounter with Monica, the Governor's wife, Jill got to work on making sure Sheri had a more prominent presence. The girls went to the bathroom, and Jill opened every stall to make sure no one was around. "What was that?!" Jill yelled. "I know right?! Absolute b*tch!" Sheri added. Jill wanted to smack Sheri. "No! You!" Sheri was confused. "You're not focused! When she came up to us all stank, you had no fight in you. You acted like a docile little girl. She said jump and you went 'how high?' Even I had to fall in line." Jill was so infuriated. "Oh...". Sheri said in recollection. "Listen that right there was a freebie. Monica is not about to think that's how things are gonna be moving forward." Jill declares. Sheri was silent but signaled she understood Jill continued as she paced the spacious restroom. "She's the one that had things she wanted to discuss with you, not the other way around. You should of let Monica know what day YOU were available instead of going along with what she choose!" "I know I just got nervous..." Sheri put her hand to her forehead. "Well that needs to be out of your system now that we have a vague idea of what she's about. When we go to the Governor's house, don't act all impressed, as if you've never been in a place like that before, and whatever she asks of you, tell her you need time to deliberate. She's not getting her answer right away." Jill looked at Sheri sternly. "You're right! I'm sorry!... I guess I felt bad about my behavior with her husband that I kind of submitted to her." Sheri admitted. "So are you gonna feel bad about the Governor's behavior too?!" Jill snapped "Takes two to tangle, And y'all was entangled!" "Jill... I don't know if I can be the type of woman that can mess with a married man..." Sheri lowered her head. Well what is she trynna say about me! Jill thought. *** Hey everyone, thank you for your interest in my book, this is my first time writing a story. Hope you enjoyed this excerpt. This is my original work and the setting is urban American. My characters are of African American, Caribbean, and Hispanic descent, so this book may have a different flavor from the more traditional stories on here, so feel free to comment if there are any slang terms or phrases you don't understand.

In a world where justice and injustice endlessly clash for dominance across the three realms, Vera—a gifted Aetherial student wielding fire, illusions, and the power to manipulate emotions—seeks to reshape the system, bringing the corrupt to their knees. The upcoming Academy Tournament presents the perfect opportunity to prove her worth. This annual event, reserved for top-ranking Aetherial students, pushes competitors to their limits in a series of high-stakes battles. The reward? A coveted place among the Seraphs—the divine beings who govern the realms. But when Vera is denied her chance at ascension, she refuses to accept fate’s decree. Determined to carve her own path to divinity, her once-noble desire to change the world warps into an unrelenting obsession to cleanse it. As her descent begins, Vera becomes painfully aware of the chaos she leaves in her wake—both the suffering and the salvation. Yet, if securing a better future means embracing the role of the villain, then so be it. After all, history is written by those strong enough to shape it.

"Meek, just act meek!" Meek is a Unity. A very weak one exactly. She just Meek. Somehow, a black star laced with gold came straight at her on a field trip outside for the first time, it's descent disturbing the whole of the classes. Was she special? Because that star that was coming to her actually unlocked her 'Star Seeker's ability, which was actually a system name. Warning: I have no idea because something something, so please don't be bothered about my writing since I'm still a new writer and stuff like that.

The Third Dimension is collapsing. The Fourth Dimension is descending. First it seemed that only technology would evolve, but who knew the world itself could too? It wasn’t as simple as climate change or tectonic movement. No, the fundamental laws of physics that governed everything were changing. Leonel was fairly lucky. His family was decently well off, his father loved him enough to brew vomit inducing nutrient rich smoothies every morning, and this was both the day of the National Championship and his 521st confession to his dream girl, Aina. As his father always said, nothing was more important than respect and persistence. Unfortunately, everything changed that night. At the after party of ages, the world reached a saturation point and an apocalypse descended. Abilities awakened. Sub-Dimensional Zones opened. Invalids rampaged through the Earth like a virus... Those who could evolve would have a slim chance for survival. Those who couldn’t would die. This novel will be a unique spin on the dungeon/system genre. Dungeons won't be dungeons and the system won't be a system... Take a look to find out what I mean :) -------- For Updates - @Awespec on twitter or https://discord.gg/awespec for discord https://www.instagram.com/awespec_/ https://dimensional-descent.fandom.com/wiki/Aina_Brazinger