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Eternity Dolls

A Void For Eternity

A Brazilian novel, also published on Wattpad in Brazilian Portuguese. When reading this book, consider also listening to the audiobook — the experience is truly amazing! "Neither the gods, nor the demons, nor fate itself could make me back down. Not when it comes to him... him. I know that, somewhere, deep in your arrogance, you wished to see me. I know you would have preferred to succumb to this desire rather than admit the truth," he paused to gather air in his lungs, "but there is no more room for denial, nor for the pride that separates us. I too waited... and I will wait until the end, if necessary. Because, in the end, it is not fate that rules us, but the choices we make, and I choose you, always." A dethroned prince, on the run after the tragic death of his mother, and a demonic master of incomparable power, who abandoned his sect, find themselves on an unexpected journey. United by a common desire for freedom, the two, from opposite worlds, decide to cross the vast Yunlan empire, facing death at every turn. But what could go wrong when these two beings, so distant in origin, are forced to trust each other? As their lives are constantly at risk, pursued by relentless enemies, they become embroiled in an endless war between the Black Heaven Sect and the White Lotus Demon Sect, both vying for control and peace in the empire. Only one question remains: who will rule the martial arts world? _________________________________ Plagiarism is a Crime! Copyrights and ISBN already registered! According to copyright law, plagiarism is a serious and illegal violation, leading to severe financial consequences.
Matorres4 · 1K Views

Shattered Doll speaks

Born not out of love, but as a tool—a mere vessel to sustain her elder sister—Elyria was never treated as a daughter, let alone a human being. From infancy, she endured an existence dictated by the will of her family, their hands cold and unrelenting as they siphoned her life away piece by piece. Every cut, every transfusion, every forced surgery stole a part of her, leaving behind nothing but an empty shell. The physical pain was unbearable, but the emotional wounds ran deeper. No one comforted her. No one whispered words of kindness. She was nothing but a living sacrifice. But when her usefulness as a donor dwindled, her parents found another way to exploit her. She was thrust into a life of horror—paraded like a doll for depraved men, her body no longer hers to protect. When she refused, she was thrown into a demonic underground circus, forced to perform in grotesque spectacles that twisted her very soul. Pain was once unbearable, but over time, her mind numbed itself to survive. She stopped feeling. Stopped resisting. Stopped being human. Yet, their cruelty knew no bounds. When she was of no more use, they discarded her entirely—putting her on auction like a mere object, waiting to be bought by the highest bidder. That was the day she met Veylan Blackthorne. A man of wealth and power, but unlike the monsters bidding for her, he didn’t see her as a possession. Instead, he was fascinated—haunted—by the emptiness in her eyes, the way she seemed to drift between life and death. And so, without hesitation, he bought her. Not as a slave. Not as a toy. But as a soul in need of salvation. Thus began the battle neither of them expected. Veylan struggled to break the chains around her, but Elyria was beyond saving—or so she believed. Night after night, she was tormented by the demons of her past, and as the shadows clawed at her mind, something inside her twisted. She stopped seeing people as people. Her hands, once trembling and weak, became steady. Her heart, once capable of fear, grew cold. And when she killed for the first time, she felt nothing. It started slow, a quiet unraveling—then bloodshed followed. No one who had ever hurt her was safe. The world that tormented her would burn, and she would be the one to set the fire. Yet, through it all, Veylan stayed by her side. He didn’t fear the monster she was becoming, nor did he recoil at the darkness in her eyes. Instead, he reached deeper—pulling her back, inch by inch, from the abyss. But healing was never easy. Therapy, nightmares, relapses—she was still broken, still haunted. Yet, for the first time, she was no longer alone. And when the time came for revenge, Veylan didn’t stop her. He stood by her side, helping her destroy the ones who had made her suffer. When the blood had dried and the screams had faded, Elyria was free. Truly free. And in that freedom, she chose him. Their wedding was not a fairytale, nor was their love story soft and sweet. It was born from the ashes of suffering, tempered by battle, and strengthened by survival. Even as her demons lingered, she found light. For the first time in her life, she was not just living—she was alive. And with Veylan, she would continue to walk forward, no longer a shattered doll—but a woman reclaiming her own destiny.
ummi_mau · 244 Views

Dual Eternity: Fractured Dawn

Fifty years ago, the gods issued a warning—the Underworld will be unbound in two centuries, unleashing an apocalyptic catastrophe upon both Earth and Elysium. To prepare, humanity was granted access to Elysium, a realm of magic, monsters, and ancient power. Through the Soulweave System, humans could grow stronger, their abilities transferring between worlds. But death in Elysium was absolute, and the struggle for survival was merciless. Now, with only 150 years remaining, Earth has fractured into a dystopia ruled by factions that control access to Elysium’s resources. The Nightspires lead brutal expeditions, the Dawnbuilders refine Aether to sustain Earth, and the Bridgers maintain a delicate balance between the two realms. Meanwhile, the rogue faction known as The Unbound seeks to force the apocalypse forward, wielding forbidden magic to accelerate the collapse of reality itself. Elias Varian, a chemist and alchemist, has spent his life studying Aether, bridging the logic of science with the chaos of magic. But when an experiment with Void energy mutates him, he loses the ability to return to Earth through sleep—physically stranded in Elysium with a body unraveling under an unknown affliction. Hunted by those who fear what he is becoming, Elias must navigate a world that no longer sees him as human. As the countdown to the Unbinding continues, forgotten truths resurface, ancient forces stir, and the gods remain silent. But something else is watching—waiting. When the Underworld breaks free, will humanity rise… or shatter? --- I am writing this novel purely for fun and a curiousity of wanting to try something new. I will not be asking you guys to donate to or motivate me by anything that costs real money as that is not my aim or goal. I will do my best to make as many readers satisfied with my work but i need your support and honest reviews about my book. If you believe there is anything lacking in this novel please coment it as I am doing this without any prior experience. I sincerely thank you for spending your time on my work. -JustABoy
JustABoy · 5.8K Views

Burns Eternal

In the depths of a primeval forest, where ancient trees twisted towards the sky like skeletal fingers, their gnarled branches tangled in a canopy of darkness. An impenetrable darkness, an unearthly silence reigned like a velvet cloak, gently suffocating all that breathed, trembled, or stirred within its grasp, like a psychopath predator. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, and the only sound was the soft, mournful rustle of leaves, as a chorus of whispers, shrouding the landscape in an eternal, spine-tingling twilight. The darkness suddenly trembled, a slow, bone-chilling glow began to seep from the shadows, casting an ethereal luminescence across the forest floor. The soft, pulsing light grew in intensity, illuminating the source of the glow; a girl with a kind of beauty that transcended the natural, whose presence seemed to command the very air around her. Her eyes, akin to a pair of golden flames, burned with an inner fire, and her hair shimmered with an otherworldly radiance, each flowing strand crackling with raw energy, as if the moon itself had descended to earth. Yet, despite her captivating beauty, an aura of terrifying power emanated from her being, making the trees seem to shudder and the shadows recoil in fear. .... In a world where the natural and supernatural coexist, One of the kingdoms ruled by humans, Eldoria, stood as a beacon of ultimate power and magic. Ruled by its charming and wise King, King Aaron. The kingdom is a delicate balance of human and supernatural forces, for the king's four wives—a vampire, a werewolf, a witch, and a human—add to the complexity of its politics. Brittany, the last child of King Aaron, is a kind-hearted and gentle soul. Despite being half-sister to eight powerful siblings, each possessing extraordinary abilities. She seems to lack the one thing that would make her truly special. Her enchanting amber-bluish hazel eyes and long silky brunette hair set her apart from her siblings' striking appearance. Constantly bullied by her sisters, Brittany's world is one of fear and uncertainty. But Brittany's life is about to take a drastic turn. The original facade of her life shattered on a single pivotal day. She begins to undergo transformations, signaling the emergence of powers she never knew she possessed. The air around her crackles with transcendenal electricity, and her senses come alive with an otherworldly intensity. When darkness arises, threatening the kingdom, could her newfound strength becomes the key to their survival or will history repeat itself? She must navigate a treacherous path, facing malevolent forces, uncovering hidden truths about her heritage; every step is a battle for survival. But will she be able to control the primal power rising within her, or will it consume her and her loved ones completely? ««« This book is divided into certain series including; -Burns Eternal. -Bounded by Flames. - Flames From The Past. »»» This is a book I write in my spare time, so expect limited uploads. As always, the author is open to hear your thoughts, so do not forget to vote and leave your sincere reviews. Midsummer07.
Midsummer07 · 11.8K Views

Broken Doll (Love Makes The Difference)

[Being an orphan and working as a maid wasn't something one dreamt about. As if deprivation wasn't enough, Bismika had to suffer bullying at school. When a certain blue-eyed boy showed interest in her, she misunderstood him as her knight in shining armor. A little did she realize that, she was pulled toward a burning pyre.] .......... “I-I wanted to t-tell-“ I was cut short with a loud thud of the tray. “Here is your order, Sir,”- the waitress seductively placed the frappe. “Thanks,”- he gave an alluring smile. This was the first time I saw him smiling today. “Have you decided on the order yet, Ms. Indecisive?”- the waitress's boring tone rang through my ears. I was stunned at her rudeness. I looked at the pair of blue orbs sitting in front of me. He looked unbothered! The mistreatment of the waitress towards me was all normal to him! Well! A loser like me never deserved a charmer like him. It was time to burst my dream bubble. “I won't take anything,” somehow I managed to speak. “You can excuse yourself.” The waitress left not before giving me a disgusting look and another lustful glance toward him. I was done. “Sorry to waste your time. But, don't worry. I won't waste more. Thanks for coming,”- I didn't wait for his response. Leaving the café, I let my tears fall. He just used me for his pleasure! I felt broken. Suddenly 2 strong hands grabbed my arms and the next moment I was shoved to an empty alley. I stared at those ocean blue eyes, hard to read as always. “A simple 'sorry' isn't good enough for wasting my time. I deserve compensation.” And before I could respond, his lips were on mine and started devouring me like a beast.
_Neko_Sensei_ · 24.4K Views

between the eternity and the rift

The end of the world hides forgotten memories.Death does not mean the end, those unfulfilled obsessions and undissolved emotions will remain in reality in the form of ‘cast-offs’. The ‘recyclers’ are the executors responsible for cleaning up these residual memories. They walk between reality and nothingness, reclaiming the traces of the past and keeping the world in order. Tokiyu travels through the neon rainstorm of Cyber City, carrying out cold recycling tasks: deleting dead AI wife who lost control of her life due to obsession, disintegrating the ghost underground that devours her memories, and putting an end to the gentle curse that imprisons her dead souls with friendship. ...... But she gradually discovers that she can easily do things that are beyond the reach of other recyclers: Molts bow down to her, the memories of the dead flow like poetry in her eyes, and the detector's assessment of her always shows ‘ERROR’. ‘Are you sure you want to reveal the answer?’ The mechanical cherry blossoms in the abandoned lab, the blood-coloured countdown on the coffee machine, the overlapping figures reflected in the underground glass ...... Each case whispers the thinly veiled truth: With every recovery she performs, she's pushing herself over the precipice of existence. Humans use technology to alter the scale of life and death, and the definition of ‘alive’ is rewritten in code! ◆ Cyberpunk aesthetics x Bengali suspense structure x Philosophical discursive core ◆ A hardcore romance between data graveyard and human nature. ◆ In the doomsday scenario of memory entropy increase, asking what it means to be a human being. ‘The meaning of existence lies in choosing how to disappear.’
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