Gregory Ashe

For 15 years, a mysterious voice told Ash two things 'Get stronger' and 'Fight.' Not the best advice, but when you're stuck in a monster-infested limbo, you take what you can get. Then, a god shows up, opens a rift, and throws Ash (monsters included) onto Earth. There, he meets his doppelganger, Thorne, who immediately hates him. Why? Thorne thinks Ash wants to steal his hard-earned social status. Yeah, as if Ash cares about high school politics while eldritch horrors are ransacking the mall. Ash’s plan is simple: punch monsters, grab a burger, and enjoy his new life. If Thorne wants a rivalry, he'll have to get in line—right behind the monster tearing up Main Street

Once, there was light. Once, there were men who believed in gods, who built their kingdoms atop the bones of the fallen and drank deep from the veins of the earth, thinking themselves mighty. But the light is gone now, and the gods have drowned in the black tide of their own deceit. The world is a vast and seething thing, its skies thick with smoke that does not rise from fire but from something deeper, older—something that has been watching, waiting, hungering. The cities stand like mausoleums, their spires reaching desperately for heavens that no longer listen. In the great courts of the nobles, the masked and the damned play at civility, waltzing on floors slick with centuries of betrayal. They are not men anymore, not truly—they are echoes, puppets pulled by unseen strings, twisting their knives in games of power that no longer matter. The kings of death, their crowns rusted and their flesh long decayed, whisper prophecies of endings even they cannot fathom. Beneath the streets, beneath the stone, beneath the very skin of the world, something writhes. The dead do not sleep here, they do not rest—they plot. They whisper in voices like cracking bone, singing hymns of ruin to deities who no longer speak, who have forgotten even their own names. And yet, their will remains, etched into the marrow of creation itself. And then there is him. He has no past, no name worth carving into the annals of history. He is not a hero, nor a villain, nor even a man—he is a force, a wound torn through the fabric of a dying world. He does not rage because he chooses to. He rages because it is all there is left. He has seen the suffering, the endless cycles of deception, of power shifting from one wretched hand to another. He has seen the gods rise and fall, has watched kings build their empires only to drown in their own excess. He does not seek to rule, nor to save—he seeks only to end. But the world is not so kind as to simply burn and be done with it. No, it fights. It writhes. It plots. There are things older than kings, older than gods—things that do not want salvation, do not want balance, but only to exist, to keep the cycle turning, to let the suffering continue because it must. They whisper in the ears of the desperate, promising power, promising escape, promising meaning where there is none. They have no faces, no forms, only presence, seeping into the hearts of men, into the bones of reality itself. And so, the game continues. The nobles lie. The kings rot. The gods stir. The dead plot. And he—he burns. But even fire is not enough to cleanse this world, for the embers do not die. They scatter, carried by winds that have no master, to be caught in the hands of the next fool who thinks they are strong enough to wield them. There is no hope. No salvation. No final mercy. Only the great unraveling, the long decay, the inevitable ruin. And the jester? The jester does not laugh. For what laughter could exist in a world that has already lost?

Dunia ini dulunya dipenuhi kedamaian, hingga kegelapan kembali mengintai dari balik bayang-bayang. Kejahatan yang seharusnya lenyap setelah Perang Surgawi perlahan bangkit, mengancam kehancuran seluruh peradaban. Banyak yang menyerah pada ketakutan, namun tidak bagi Hiori Ashley Mahardika. Seorang gadis yang tumbuh di tengah dunia yang penuh ketidakadilan, Hiori bertekad untuk melawan kejahatan dan mengembalikan kedamaian. Dengan keberanian yang melebihi usianya, ia menempuh jalan yang berbahaya—mengasah kekuatan, mencari sekutu, dan menggali kebenaran tentang ancaman yang semakin nyata.

In the nation of Avrael, power is both a blessing and a curse. Sixteen-year-old Ayato Daath, a poor orphan, had always hoped to live unnoticed in the shadows of the city. But when he is forced to undergo The Rite of Manifestation, the ritual that determines one’s magical potential, his worst fear comes true—he is an Elite. Now torn from the only life he’s ever known, Ayato is thrust into a brutal world of magic, bloodshed, and treacherous politics. In a society where the strong prey on the weak, where rival factions scheme in the dark, and where a single misstep could mean death, Ayato must quickly learn one thing—adapt, or perish. And one thing Ayato already knows is that in Avrael, only the ruthless survive.

Daughter of Ash and Night In the vampire-ruled kingdom of Varneth, where humans are little more than pawns in a deadly game of power, Aliana Everan has always been nothing—an unwanted daughter, a shadow in her father’s household, a stain upon his noble name. Born to a concubine and despised by her stepmother, she has spent her life enduring cruelty in silence. But when she is falsely accused of treason and sentenced to death, fate takes a dark turn. Instead of dying, she is bound by blood to the most feared man in the kingdom—Kaelith Veyne, the forsaken prince. The firstborn son of the vampire king, Kaelith should have been heir to the throne. But his mother was a witch—an unforgivable sin in Varneth. Branded as an outcast, he was cast aside in favor of his younger, purer brother. Yet, the magic in his veins makes him more powerful than any royal would dare to admit. Now, fate has tied them together—an unwanted human girl and a cursed prince. Thrown into the treacherous world of vampire politics, Aliana must learn to navigate a court that thrives on deception and bloodlust. As whispers of war stir in the shadows, she soon realizes that being Kaelith’s mate does not mean protection—it means becoming a target. And as enemies close in from all sides, she must answer one question: Is Kaelith her salvation… or her doom? Betrayal. Blood. Power. A love that could bring a kingdom to its knees. This is the story of a girl who was meant to die, and the prince who was never meant to rule.

The night Elira was born, the sky wept with a storm so fierce it drowned the village’s crops and sent the river surging through the streets. The elders whispered that it was an omen—a cursed child had entered the world. Her mother, Lirien, barely survived the birth. She had screamed through the labor, clutching the straw bedding as if the pain itself was trying to steal her soul. When she finally held her newborn daughter, she gasped—not out of love, but fear. Elira’s eyes were too sharp, too knowing for a child who had only just entered the world. The midwife, an old woman with trembling hands, hesitated before cutting the umbilical cord. A chill passed through the room, the flickering oil lamp nearly snuffing out. The air felt… wrong. The village healer arrived soon after, summoned in desperation. She pressed her palm to the newborn’s tiny chest, feeling the thrum of something unnatural beneath her skin. “She is touched by the old magic,” the healer murmured. “A witch, from birth.” Lirien sobbed, clutching her baby to her chest. “No, please. My daughter is innocent.” The healer gave her a sorrowful look. “You must keep her hidden. If the village learns the truth, they will fear her.” And so, Elira grew up in the shadows. Her childhood was not one of warmth, but of caution. Her mother, though loving in her own way, kept her at arm’s length, afraid of what she might become. Her father, a bitter man worn down by poverty, looked at her as if she were the reason for all his misfortunes. But magic cannot be contained forever. At the age of five, Elira made a dead flower bloom in her hands. At seven, she whispered to the wind, and it answered. At ten, she healed a wound on her mother’s arm simply by touching it. Her family’s fear grew with each passing year. They did not see a daughter, a sister. They saw a curse. Then, when Elira was thirteen, something happened that changed everything. A boy from the village—one who had tormented her for years, throwing stones and calling her “witchspawn”—fell from a tree and broke his leg. The bone jutted through his skin, his screams echoing through the hills. Elira, acting on instinct, ran to him. She laid her hands on his leg, her power surging like a wave. The bone snapped back into place. The wound closed. He was healed. But instead of gratitude, there was terror. The boy’s mother shrieked. Villagers came running. They saw what she had done, what she was. “Witch,” they whispered. “Monster.” By nightfall, her family had packed their belongings and fled the village, leaving behind the only home they had ever known. They wandered from town to town, never staying in one place too long. Her parents blamed her for their misfortune, for their suffering. They cursed her magic, wished it had never been born within her. But when Elira turned eighteen, everything changed again. A wealthy businessman came to their town, looking for a wife. He was powerful, rich beyond imagination—a man who could lift them from poverty. And he wanted a woman who was pure, untouched, innocent. Elira’s parents saw an opportunity. “She is a blessing,” her mother told him, forcing a smile. “A gift from the heavens.” Elira said nothing. She had learned long ago that the world would never see her for what she truly was. And so, she was given away to a man who believed he had married a saint—when in truth, he had married a witch.

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.

“I don't like judging people, but sometimes I can't help it. I don't like talking behind people's backs, but sometimes I do. I just want to live a good life, but sometimes I can't.” Love, Betrayal, Blood, but not Hatred. Only cold revenge, and a son to complete the family. "D" Section, a nonexistent military unit. "D" for dark, "D" for depth, "D"... for death. It demanded no attachment, and Daemon sacrificed love for it. Years later, the death of his teammates made him feel that he had done enough for the country, so he came back to the city he grew in. But can what has been forsaken be gained back? Because now Evelyn, the one to have breathed vitality in his numb, orphaned heart, had her own life, and a little boy calling her mother. And while he left his life full of dead bodies behind, did that life really let him go? From the ashes, will it love or... ? _ _ _ First draft of characters image on my discord, a channel for fans to get together: https://discord.com/invite/C86EJvCJdd Comment and review, don't forget.

The reclusive Peak Master Fu Ran held onto a simple wish, a fleeting hope that the man of ̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶d̶r̶e̶a̶m̶s̶ his nightmares, would have stayed in his dreams! Since a young age, Fu Ran had been plagued by prophetic visions of his own demise at the hands of a tyrant emperor, but he had managed to keep some semblance of self with a simple fact: dreams couldn't kill you. But what happens when conjured fears become real? When they exist outside sleep? Fu Ran must struggle with learning to deal with an unwanted presence in his day-to-day life as he discovers that there's far more to this tyrant emperor than he first thought.

- WSA 2025 - Zane Thaleward has always lived in the shadow of his powerful family. Born into the famous Thaleward clan, known for their unbeatable magic barriers and legendary sealing spells, Zane is a disappointment. With the lowest potential ever recorded in the family, he’s been labeled the weakest—a title he can’t escape. Now in his third year at the prestigious Arcana Magic Academy, Zane struggles to survive among proud nobles and talented students who look down on him. Bullied and ignored, he feels trapped in a life where he’s expected to fail.

A cursed soul trapped on a battlefield seraching for the sun. Rumors has it that a demon in a black armor appeared on the field, many stated than even if you killed it, he came back to haunt you until your last breath. You may not remember it, but your soul was doomed from the beginning if you crossed path with him in another life. If you crossed path with me.

Toz ve Kül – Synopsis Kaelen appears to be an ordinary orphan, unaware that he was once a hero who burned demons to ashes with his flames. A hundred years ago, in the final battle between humanity and the demons, he sacrificed his body to defeat a demon prince and saved the world. But now, he has awakened in a weak and powerless body, living as a boy with no memory of his past. In this new era, Mirakels still exist, trained in prestigious academies to protect humanity from demonic threats. However, the world has changed—power and status now dictate everything. If Kaelen wants to regain his strength, he must enter an elite academy where even ordinary gifted children struggle to survive. Yet, his past refuses to stay buried. Forgotten enemies, hidden truths, and threats beyond human comprehension are beginning to surface. Though Kaelen has awakened to wind magic, a fire still burns deep within him—one that is eager to reignite. Ash and Dust is an epic academy fantasy about power, the echoes of the past, and rebirth. In a world where Mirakels are the only line of defense, Kaelen must reclaim his lost identity and surpass his limits. But the real question is: Is he the only one who remembers who he truly was?

In the realms above, supernatural beings of unfathomable magnificence exist, far beyond mortal comprehension. These divinities wield unimaginable power, capable of obliterating worlds with a mere breath. However, what unfolds when these gods meet their demise? Set in a remote corner of the vast universe, long after the apocalyptic Thousand Millennium War of the Heavenly Beasts and Deities, this tale delves into a forgotten world. Here, the ashes of fallen gods descend upon an insignificant pebble, adrift amidst the cosmic tapestry of space and time. Their impact alters the life of a proud young man, who embraces the abrupt changes thrust upon his world. Refusing to yield to the clutches of fate and karma, he dares to defy the heavens themselves. Will he triumph over an insurmountable destiny, or succumb to fate like gods of unimaginable might did before him? The dreams of a deceased deity and the fate of a dying world hang precariously, hinged upon the future of this young man. He treads upon an endless bridge, forged from the corpses of the fallen. Unlock this epic saga of death, sorrow, war, blood, love, vengeance, and triumph with your own eyes. *** You can also reach out to: Discord:https://discord.com/invite/QQ3vybav Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/invites/contact/?i=9xjl0tq1cs3e&utm_content=qx5nrdu

ANOTHER WEEK, ANOTHER POSTER... Each week for few months now a new child has gone missing. The police have given up on trying to find them, with each officer that goes looking for them ending up missing as well. Ashe, Jess, and River, fed up with all of the rumours and excuses, decide to investigate all the disappearances, but the truth behind the disappearances was a lot more gruesome than they thought…

[WSA 2025 ENTRY] I Was the Luna Who Loved Him, Now I’m the Luna Who Will Ruin Him Synopsis Selene Callista was once the beloved Luna of the Silvercrest Pack. She thought she had everything—a strong mate, a respected title, and a place to call home. But beneath the surface, her world was crumbling. Her mate, Alpha Damian Blackwood, only married her because fate demanded it. He never loved her. He never wanted her. And when she failed to conceive an heir after three years, he found comfort in another woman—Lillith Vaughn, the beautiful and cunning she-wolf who had been Selene’s closest friend. The ultimate betrayal came when Lillith announced she was carrying Damian’s child. But before Selene could process the pain, she was framed for killing the unborn pup. Damian, blinded by rage, cast her aside, condemning her to death. And as if that weren’t enough, her father—her only true protector—was slaughtered for daring to defend her. Burned at the stake, Selene’s last thoughts weren’t of sorrow but of vengeance. Then she woke up. Sixteen again. Seven years before her death. This time, she knows the truth. Damian was never her fated mate—he was a curse in disguise. Lillith was never a friend—she was a snake waiting to strike. And Selene? She was never weak—she was just too blind to see the power she held. With the Moon Goddess guiding her, Selene vows to change her fate. She will protect her father, save her mother, and destroy those who seek to use and betray her. She will not waste her love on Damian. She will not be fooled by Lillith’s lies. But there’s one thing she didn’t expect—Killian Voss. The feared Alpha of the Nightshade Pack. Ruthless. Unforgiving. A man of few words and deadly actions. Selene barely remembers the boy she once saved from a rogue attack when she was ten, but Killian has never forgotten her. He searched for her, only to arrive too late, finding nothing but ashes. Now, like her, he’s been given a second chance. And this time, he won’t let history repeat itself. But fate is never kind. Damian, the mate who discarded her, begins to crave the woman she’s becoming. Lillith, no longer just a scheming mistress, has become something much darker—an experiment of a secret human laboratory, enhanced with a power no werewolf can match. And Selene, caught between past and present, must decide whether to fight for revenge… or for a future she never thought possible. Because this time, she won’t just rewrite her destiny—she will set the entire werewolf world on fire.

To the world Lucas was the perfect CEO. He led the family company to become the biggest in the country. He also had the most beautiful woman for a lover and with gorgeous looks that would make anyone fall for him, he had it all. However, it all came crashing down one day when he got that letter. A letter that made him question his very existence. A letter that unhinged him.

A young orphan boy, raised in a run-down blacksmith shop, spends his days hammering away at horseshoes and other mundane tasks. Despite his humble beginnings and the harsh realities of his life, he dreams of something greater. Determined to escape the life of poverty that has bound him, he makes a vow to himself: he will forge the greatest weapons the world has ever seen. With nothing but his raw talent, a relentless drive to improve, and an unwavering desire for success, the boy sets out on a journey of self-discovery, honing his craft and building the skills necessary to create weapons of unparalleled quality and power. Along the way, he will face numerous challenges, form powerful alliances, and confront the shadows of his past, all while striving to carve a name for himself as the greatest weaponsmith of all time.

When Elora loses her family at a tender age, she is sold into slavery, her true heritage forgotten. Bound in chains, she is thrust into a cruel world of auctions and buyers, her memories buried deep within her. But fate takes a turn when a mysterious figure—clad in a dark hood—buys her freedom for a price few are willing to pay. Taken to a small apothecary in a bustling market, Elora finds refuge in the home of a skilled herbalist, a woman whose knowledge of plants and healing runs as deep as the scars hidden beneath Elora’s skin. While the herbalist tends to her body, the silent bond between them begins to form, offering Elora the first glimmer of hope in years. Yet, questions about her past continue to haunt her. As Elora’s physical wounds heal, secrets unravel—secrets that will reveal her bloodline, the true identity of the man who saved her, and the path to her destiny.

Emovere, once a lost nation, would be changed by one man and his family in the 1400s. Over the span of 1000 years the once peaceful land would become ravaged with civil wars that decimated the land leaving it with only 6 of its 50 original states. Some time between then and now a Queen tried her hardest to save this goddess forsaken land, but like every other inkling of hope she too disappeared without a reason. But with her absence appeared a powerful weapon: Wheel of Breath! Nobody knew how this mysterious power worked nor was everybody able to use them. In fact, to this day there’s only been a total of 100 Wheel of Breath users. Fast forward to the 2400s, present day Emovere, and the land continues to be ravaged with war, every state lost most of their cities and now the chatter of Tournouá Tou Ménos has been spread. What is this Tournouá Tou Ménos and who is this mysterious individual named Tournament said to be its host? For Felichs these concerns are secondary. Their one and only priority is their mother who’s dying from a serious illness. Their mother has been their rock for years, even in her short absence in the military. They feel entitled to repay her for everything she’s done for them, so when they both get visited by Tournament one night Felichs’ world is flipped upside down. Now Tournouá Tou Ménos intrigues them. With the winner receiving Ménos, a flower said to give someone eternal happiness, is the perfect way to repay their mother before she passes away. A final moment of happiness is what Felichs seeks, but so do many others that plan to stand in their way. Will Felichs be able to attain Ménos? What will come of Emovere? What is Tournament’s true intentions with Tournouá Tou Ménos? AND WHAT HAPPENED TO BERT! "You know...you can never be hurt by someone if you just...let nobody near you. I learned a long time ago that no matter what title you give a person, friend...family, it doesn't matter, they'll all turn their backs on you eventually. That's why I stopped trying to grow close to people. And sure, don't get me wrong it hurts...it hurts like hell...today I woke up and I wished I hadn't...this never-ending cycle of pain...l just want it to all be gone, I know I'll never be happy, but if I could have just one moment of peace...just one measly second...it'd be nice..." ~ Felichs

Kieran Valtheris awakens to the stench of blood and the roar of an execution crowd—only to realize that he has been reborn in a body that isn’t his own. Sentenced to death for crimes he never committed, he fights his way to freedom, escaping into the shadows of a city that should not exist. The memories of his past life are fractured, glimpses of a war that already happened—or should have happened. The kingdom he remembers falling still stands. The people he once knew are gone, their legacies erased. Something is deeply, horribly wrong. As Kieran navigates a world both familiar and foreign, whispers follow him, voices of something watching, waiting. With no allies, no power, and an identity that isn’t truly his, he must unravel the truth before history itself collapses around him. Because if he was reborn in the wrong time—what else has been changed?

*Kieran Alaric was a survivor in a world of ash and blood—a man who clawed his way to the top through betrayal and sacrifice. But when his death marks the end of Earth’s final battle, he wakes up in the past, trapped in the frail body of a dying man. Armed with memories of an apocalypse yet to come, Kieran must outsmart an indifferent world, build alliances, and prepare for Judgment Day. But as he digs deeper into the cause of humanity’s downfall, he uncovers a terrifying truth: he wasn’t the only one sent back in time. In a world teetering on the edge of annihilation, where blood powers the strongest and betrayal runs deep, Kieran must fight not just to survive—but to rewrite destiny itself.

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She was unique. She had the determination of a Phoenix. She could soar up in the sky of immortality if she pleased. With remarkable martial skills, bizarre ideas, the possession of spiritual medicines, phenomenal hands that can bring the extinct back to life and slaughter, she discovers a new world waiting for her. Her abilities will bewilder the nation! With nothing in her hands, she can still overwhelm the world into a clatter of turmoil while engraving a name for herself on the pages of history. From the emperors of many kingdoms to the nobles, even the merchants, they will all aim to carry her favour, including the hollow Hau family that tarnished her. In her voyage from weakness to strength and fame, she will encounter mysteries, secrecy and love Novelist’s conclusions: This fantasy includes divine immortals, the conflict for supremacy, and of course politics. A foreign world of mystery and fascination awaits A peculiar civilization that thrives, ___ This is not a translation.

When they tell you that history repeats itself, you should at least expect some details to change. But no, in our case, things went exactly as they did the first time: a crack in the sky, a couple of monsters a bit taller than usual, and a myriad of people who, for some reason, were surprised. Because who, honestly, wouldn't have bet on a good demon invasion every few hundred years? Although, to be fair, this time the causes are much clearer. Man always finds new ways to destroy himself. If the first time the solution came in the form of a shy librarian who unknowingly found the key to stopping the end of the world, this time it came in the form of a weak and hungry boy, who would have preferred to destroy it rather than save it. Let me ask you a question: who said that magic was reserved for muscular and dramatic warriors? No, my friends, true salvation, this time, doesn't come from paper, scrolls, and the patience of a genius, but from hunger, fear, and the will not to give up on your fate.