Testo Unwritten

In a world where desire is power, Selene Valtoria, a fallen noblewoman, is cursed with a body that no man can resist and a mind sharper than any blade. Betrayed, sold into slavery, and forced into submission, she awakens an ancient, forbidden magic that allows her to turn the tables on those who seek to use her. Now, with lust as her greatest weapon, Selene must navigate a world where men crave her, women envy her, and enemies fear her. But as she walks the path of seduction and destruction, she must choose—consume the world in passion and vengeance, or surrender to a love that threatens to tame her darkness.

The Duskthrone Legacy "There are names that should never be spoken... and one who could name what even gods fear." The Duskthrone Dukedom—a name draped in shadows and sealed behind centuries of silence—stands as a throne untouched by time. The Duskthrone family, bound by a lineage older than kingdoms, carries powers whispered to be the remnants of something lost to the gods themselves. They are the Keepers of the Nameless Truths, those who defy the laws of existence with powers capable of rewriting reality itself. Few dare to question the Duskthrone bloodline, for those who do often find their very names erased from memory. Its heir, Asher Duskthrone, emerges from the depths of isolation, his existence a whispered legend among nobles, a secret buried beneath fear and reverence. Few have seen him. Fewer still dare to speak his name. Behind his cold, unreadable gaze lies something the world cannot fathom—a power neither wholly mortal nor bound by divine law. The Eidolon Pantheon, those who carved existence from the void, turn their eyes toward him from behind veils of eternity. There are laws even gods must obey... but there are older truths—nameless, formless—that stir beneath the surface of reality. Whispers speak of Genesis bound to Origin—a power both before creation and beyond it—buried within Asher's very soul. The blood of Duskthrone carries the weight of unwritten names, a force that could name what even gods fear... or erase what was never meant to exist. Yet even Asher himself is blind to what lies dormant within him—his power waiting, watching, bound by chains unseen until the moment the world forces him to awaken. There are ancient prophecies scattered across forgotten texts—verses forbidden by divine decree—hinting at a voice that will rise from mortal flesh. A voice that speaks not of what is, but of what could have been... and what should never be. Those who stand too close to him feel the pull of something they cannot name—an absence where existence frays at the edges. The gods watch in silence, bound by their own fear. What will happen when that voice begins to stir? When Asher Duskthrone speaks— The world will listen... and the gods will tremble. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Stuck in the worst dream possible – the reality of my own creation. Here I am, not the all-powerful author, but an unsuspecting character, woken up in a beggar's body in the world of my own novel. How? Why? I don't know, but what I do know is that I need to survive. My memories of the story's plot are sketchy at best, but I remember enough to know I've got to stick to the main storyline. Life-or-death decisions, cryptic mysteries, formidable enemies, I wrote them all. Now I must face them firsthand. The irony would be delicious if it weren't so deadly. Am I stuck in my worst nightmare or have I been given a chance to rewrite my destiny? Only time will tell. Until then, I’ve got to survive in this Insane world, a plot to follow, and one hell of a story to write... by living it.

“Oww…” I winced, lifting my throbbing head before glancing around and as expected the lab was in chaos. There was glass shattered everywhere, sparks fleeing from one place to another and the acrid scent of burning chemicals filled the air. Flames licked at the countertops, but what made my stomach drop was the gas spilling from a ruptured pipe. Crap. No one needed to tell me. I already knew it was toxic. The faint greenish tinge to the air, the sharp sting in my nose. It was more than toxic….it was deadly. And spreading fast and I couldn’t help but wonder what would have caused such an explosion. I tried to push myself up, but pain shot through my ankle, forcing me back down. I bit back a scream. “Dammit!” I cursed. That’s when I saw him. Liam. He was standing near the exit, scanning the chaos with an unnerving calmness and it was obvious he hadn’t seen me yet. Why the hell did he always have to be everywhere? He was already annoying enough. Ugh. I held back an eye roll. I tried my best to get up again but it was completely useless. I had sprained my ankle and there was no one around to help me…except him of course. Even if I wanted to yell for help, I’m sure the students left would be running towards the exit by now. So I didn’t have a choice but to ask him for help…apparently my only other option was dying and I couldn’t afford that. “Liam!” I choked out, coughing against the gas as it seeped closer. His head snapped in my direction. His eyes locked on mine, and for a moment, I thought he’d help. Instead, his expression hardened. He turned toward the door, ready to leave. God. He really was an asshole. “Wait!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “Help me! Please!” He paused, barely glancing over his shoulder. “I’m sorry, do I know you?” His voice was cold, detached and heavy with sarcasm. I gritted my teeth. My head throbbed, and the gas was making my vision blur, but I forced the words out. “We have classes together. Or have you forgotten the girl who was paired up with you in chemistry today…and do you even need to know someone to help them out?” I snapped. His gaze lingered on me for another second before he turned to leave and then I knew I had no choice. “If you don’t help me, I’ll tell everyone your secret.” My words made him turn. His dark eyes narrowed as he strode closer, towering over me. I had been holding it in for too long. It was high time I let it out. “My secret?” His tone was mocking. “Your fall must’ve really messed with your head, four eyes. Now you think a bluff is going to make me help you?” “It’s not a bluff,” I snapped, coughing violently. “I know who you really are, Alex.” His entire body stiffened. “Care to repeat that?” His voice was low, dangerous. I sucked in a shaky breath, the gas burning my lungs. “I know this identity of yours is just a cover, Alex Bronson.” I drawled. “So if you know what’s good for you, stop questioning me like a fool and help me dammit.” ~~~~~~~~ Eleanor is a 23-year old woman who was involved in a car accident on her way to her interview. Unfortunately she doesn't make it and assumes she's going to find herself in the afterlife but instead finds herself in the body of a college student named Theodora. And this college student happens to be a side character in one of the books she read in her past life. Having found herself in this body, she decides to find out why she's there and try to return to her old world. On her quest for answers she realizes she has to play her part as Theadora in this world which however lands her in a lot of problems.

My new name is Caelum Nyxbane. And I found myself waking up in a reality that felt utterly alien. The last thing I remember? A scuffle with some kid—just another typical brawl. But this time, he actually fought back. I can’t recall the moment that sent me spiraling into darkness, only the jarring impact of my head against the pavement… and then, silence. When I finally opened my eyes, everything had transformed. Memories that didn’t belong to me tangled with my own, a life I had never lived crashing into my consciousness like a tidal wave. That’s when the truth hit me like a freight train. First: I had somehow been yanked into a world I recognized all too well. Second: I wasn’t just a minor player in this story. I was one of the two main characters. But to everyone else, I was the villain. Not a clever mastermind, not a tragic figure—no. I was the annoying, inconsequential obstacle. A spoiled, arrogant young master destined for ridicule. The kind of guy people wanted to see fail spectacularly. The one who strutted around like he owned the place, only to be overshadowed by the true hero. And that hero? The one fated to save this world? Yeah. It was the very kid who had knocked me out. The same boy I had bullied for years was now destined to be the champion of this tale. A tale set in a realm on the brink of annihilation—devastating wars, lurking disasters, a future spiraling into chaos. And at the end of it all, looming like a specter, was the Spirit King, the final, unyielding adversary. But that was the conclusion. Right now, I had to navigate the treacherous beginning. Could I defy a fate etched in stone? Could I resist in a game where I was meant to be the punchline? Absolutely not. That’s not happening. I refused to be a passive spectator in my own downfall. If the odds were stacked against me, I’d simply change the game. "If destiny thinks it can dictate my path, then I’ll just turn the tables." …Yet, I quickly learned that destiny doesn’t take kindly to defiance. The price of altering my fate turned out to be far steeper than I could have ever anticipated.

From the moment a life-giving planet begins its rotation, it becomes a silent witness to the ebb and flow of countless civilizations. Empires rise from the dust only to crumble back into it. Species emerge, thrive, and vanish into the annals of forgotten time. Through relentless storms, volcanic cataclysms, and the shifting of continents, the world continues its tireless cycle, indifferent to the fleeting lives upon its surface. Nothing in its grand design remains eternal. Change is the only constant, as the very essence of existence is shaped by upheaval. In this crucible of adversity, where nature’s wrath tests the resilience of life, only those who evolve—who embrace the necessity of transformation—can stand at the precipice of survival. To endure is to adapt. To adapt is to conquer. And only through this relentless evolution can one grasp at the elusive thread of perfect victory.

"The ocean took everything from him—his memories, his past, even his name. When Eddy opens his eyes, he's met with unfamiliar faces and a world that no longer feels like his own. Rescued by Mr. Dand, a kind stranger, Eddy finds refuge in his home. As he navigates this new life, he develops feelings for Artur, Mr. Dand's son. But the past never stays buried. As Eddy's memories begin to resurface, he must confront the truth about his identity and the life he left behind. Will he still want that life back, or will his heart remain with Artur?"

Some cases go unsolved. Some are erased entirely. Eldermire is a city of lost things—forgotten alleys, vanishing people, stories without endings. It’s a place where the past rewrites itself when no one is looking, and the truth is just another thing waiting to disappear. That’s why the MidKnights exist. "The Knights of the Night" Sylas Crowe is a detective who doesn’t believe in ghosts. He believes in cases, clues, and things that make sense, but sense is in short supply when you work for the MidKnights, a secret organization solving crimes that shouldn’t be possible Tonight, a body was found on Gallows Row. By the time Sylas arrives, it’s gone. No blood, no trace, no evidence it was ever there at all. The reports change every time he reads them. The witnesses contradict their own memories. And his own notes blur the moment he looks away. Someone is erasing more than just evidence. Someone is unraveling reality itself. The deeper Sylas digs, the stranger things become. Ink fades from his notebook before he can write it. Conversations slip from his mind like water through cracks. His own reflection lingers half a second too long in the mirror. The signs are subtle, but he knows what they mean. He’s being unwritten. There are whispers of an ancient Lexical Path, one that erases names, faces, and entire lives. A path walked by those who were never meant to be remembered. The Eclipse-Bound. Now, Sylas isn’t just chasing a mystery—he’s running from one. Because the more he investigates, the more the city forgets him. And if he doesn’t find the truth soon, he won’t be here to remember it.

In a world created by a long-dead deity, those who are erased from existence are condemned to spend eternity in a forsaken realm. Malphas, a frail and forgotten boy, has lived his life in this desolate prison. Fueled by a promise to a mother-like figure who cared for him in the darkness, he uses his latent abilities to escape, emerging in a new world with a mysterious power known as "The X-Factor." Armed with this new ability, Malphas swears vengeance on the deities responsible for creating the nightmarish realm he once called home. His goal is simple: to destroy the gods who condemned his soul to an eternity of suffering. But as he embarks on his journey of revenge, he encounters people who challenge his views and his motivations. As Malphas begins to form new bonds and see the world through different eyes, he grapples with the path he has chosen. Will his thirst for revenge consume him, or will the connections he forms reshape his none existed destiny? ------- Upload schedule: Whenever I feel like it (I’m still in school so I got priorities)

The Multiverse is a boundless tapestry of stories, each reality shaped by unseen hands—those of the Authors. At the heart of all existence lies the Grand Archive, a sanctuary where the most powerful wielders of the Pen of Eternity write and rewrite reality itself. But where there is creation, there is also destruction. From the shadows emerge the Erasers, entities dedicated to the systematic unmaking of existence. They seek to erase flawed worlds, tearing apart reality to reshape the Multiverse as they see fit. Standing between them and annihilation is a war fought not with weapons, but with words—where sentences shape destinies, and paragraphs decide the fate of worlds. Orion Vale was just another dreamer, a writer lost in his own imagination, until the day he uncovered the Pen of Eternity within the forbidden depths of the Grand Archive. Chosen—or perhaps cursed—by fate, Orion must navigate the perilous world of Authors, learning to wield his newfound power before his story is cut short. Guided by the enigmatic elder Authors, Orion embarks on a journey of creation and conflict, mastering the craft of narrative warfare to create his own story. Along the way, he faces foes capable of rewriting reality itself, including the malevolent Editor, a force beyond even the Erasers, seeking to decide which stories deserve to exist. From the Abyss of Forgotten Tales, where lost stories linger in darkness, to the Assembly of Authors, where legends decide the fate of the Prime Narrative, Orion must fight for his right to tell his own story. But as he grows stronger, he begins to unravel a truth greater than he ever imagined—one that could change the very foundation of the Multiverse itself. With creation and destruction locked in eternal conflict, Orion’s choices will decide the fate of all existence. Will he rise as a Guardian of Creation, preserving the delicate balance of stories, or will he embrace the path of the Unwritten, daring to challenge the laws of the Multiverse itself? In a world where ink holds power and every word shapes reality, Orion’s journey is only beginning. Ancient Legends: I Got tired of Waiting, so I Wrote my Own Reality is a tale of limitless imagination, reality-bending battles, and the eternal struggle between authorship and erasure. For in the end, only one truth remains: A story is only as powerful as the one who writes it

What if you woke up one day, not as yourself, but as someone entirely unknown? What if the world around you felt eerily familiar—crafted from the very stories you once wrote? What if you were nothing more than an extra, a name never meant to be remembered, destined to fade into obscurity? Would you accept this fate? Or would you defy it, clawing your way towards something greater? –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Asher Gradivus wasn’t supposed to matter. He was barely a named character, lightly written, never really meant to exist. Yet, when a bestselling author dies under mysterious circumstances, he awakens in the body of this forgotten character—trapped inside the very novel he created. The world has long since changed. Seventy years ago, [Mana] awakened, ushering in the era of the [System]. Dungeons emerged, ancient beings stirred, and even the [Gods] turned their gaze toward Earth. Chaos loomed on the horizon, but with the latter parts of the Novel unwritten, even Asher himself remains clueless as to what the future might hold. Nothing can he do except move on and navigate his way through this New World. –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Join my Discord Server: discord.gg/3dSrPwDHxt

update: chapter releases will be slow for awhile as I fully recover from the flu and bronchitis, currently working on fixing some errors as well as planning a spin off book as well… 8 years ago his village was attacked his parents killed his brothers separated… that all changes now the future is unwritten will he seek revenge will he seek family eduction? time will tell secrets will be revealed and a dark truth will be exposed

[Warning! Mature Audience Only. Contain Mature scenes, Mind Triggering Elements] Zara Monroe, an aspiring author in her early twenties, wakes up the day after her mother’s funeral to find herself in a world where humans don’t exist, and the powerful wolf kings reign supreme. But this isn’t just a nightmare. it’s the plot of her own unwritten romantasy novel. And she’s not just any character; she’s the heroine fated to die at the hands of the Lycan Twins. the ruthless rulers of the werewolf world... and her destined mates. With death looming over her, Zara must rewrite her fate before it's too late. But in a world where destiny is set in stone, can she escape the tragic ending she created, or will she be forever trapped in a story that was never meant to have a happy ending? ……. #SlowBurn #ReverseHarem #LycanKings #ParallelWorld #WhyChooseTroupe #VillainVSHero

Long ago, a cataclysmic event shattered the cosmos, giving birth to Xeloria—a world infused with untamed magic. The truth of its origin faded into legend, known only to the Xaldris family, guardians of a celestial shard with unfathomable power. As generations pass, the fragment remains hidden, its destiny unwritten. Far beyond the stars, the Celestial Warden, Xelthoryn, watches in silence—waiting for the moment when the past will stir once more.

Ava Morgan was never supposed to be part of Nicholas Wolfe’s game. The campus bad boy saw her as just another conquest—sweet, innocent, and easy to break. But Ava isn’t like the others. She pushes back, ignites something dangerous in him, and suddenly, the player is at risk of falling. He wanted to play her. Now, he’s the one playing with fire. Some rules are meant to be broken.

When Hyun Byeol finally finishes a game that his friends have been paying him to play, something unexpected happens right after his break down and ends up in his character of choice which just happens to be the villain in the storyline, but thats not all, he and a few others are tasked to change the fates around for these characters, will he be able to do it?

A cursed world drifts between life and something worse. Across its endless cities, ruined landscapes, and forgotten villages, strange things happen, things that no one can explain. People vanish without a sound, doors open to places that shouldn’t exist, and creatures watch from behind cracked mirrors. Each story follows different people trapped in these moments, ordinary lives spiraling into horror. Some fight, some run, and some never escape. But as the stories unfold, patterns emerge. Names repeat. Objects resurface. And slowly, a terrible truth begins to take shape: these nightmares aren’t random. They are pieces of something larger...something waking up. By the time the final story is told, the horror will no longer be a story at all.

A young man finds himself warped into a cruel and dark world, hunted by beasts and hellish nightmares he struggles to find his way back. This story is the sequel to an yet unwritten story about how greed and corruption spread a true corrupting disease across a land. Devilish magic has taken over leaving the land scarred and shadowed in night. Follow the journey of one man’s reality as he uncovers the cost of greed, and what he is becoming. -authors note: Hi! This book may take a while to complete, and it does have a planned prequel and a planned sequel. I hope you enjoy the story as it unfolds!

The mountains are wise and old. they witness many things, things that are unwritten, abandoned by history. One of them is the story of an old man. Who is powerful yet doubtful. he doesn't understand his true self. and hopes to find it, in this strange place we call earth with some strange creatures we call humans.

This is the heartbreaking story of my experience with the girl I like despite giving everything I had, pouring my heart into every moment, it was never enough. No matter how much I tried, no matter how much I gave, I faced nothing but rejection. It’s a painful reminder of how sometimes, even the deepest feelings can go unnoticed and unreturned.

El, a diligent top student in the nursing department, was the pride of his professors and a model of hard work and discipline. After earning his license as a registered nurse, he seemed destined for success—until his relentless drive pushed him too far. Overworked and exhausted, El's life came to an abrupt end. But death was not the end of his story. El wakes up in an unfamiliar world as Cael Baker, a minor character doomed to a tragic fate, caught in the crossfire of feuding protagonists in a tale he doesn’t recognize. Stripped of his quiet, structured life, El must navigate a world of intrigue and danger while grappling with the question: Can he rewrite Cael’s story and find peace, or will his new life be just as chaotic as the last?

In the chaos of 2020, Ethan Jones wakes up with memories of a world that isn’t his own and the musical genius of a world where music has reached the peak of entertainment. Armed with unmatched talent and a head full of unwritten hits, Ethan faces a question that could change everything: what will he do with the songs that never existed?

In Between the Lines, Lily Hayes, a guarded writer, meets James Calloway, a charming editor, and their professional collaboration sparks an intense and passionate romance. As boundaries blur and emotions deepen, secrets from James’ past and Lily’s insecurities threaten to tear them apart. Set in the high-stakes world of publishing, this story explores love, vulnerability, and the risk of trusting someone with your heart. Will they find their happy ending, or will their love story remain unwritten?