Kotteri Veil

In a palace veiled by silk and secrets, loyalty is a mask—and love can be deadly. Born into a noble family, Lianfu’s life shattered the night her household was massacred for uncovering a royal conspiracy. Mistaken for a servant girl, she survived—scarred, silenced, and blindfolded by fate. But death did not claim her… vengeance chose her. Now known only as A’fu, she returns years later as a cold and deadly shadow, hiding her identity beneath flowing black robes and a silk cloth covering her eyes. Her blade is silent. Her resolve, unshakable. By her side is Prince Xiao Liwei—once a disregarded son of the Emperor, now a poised warrior cloaked in white. Elegant and sharp as a drawn fan, he walks a path riddled with betrayal and hidden enemies. But behind his gentle gaze lies a fierce protector… and a heart drawn to the mystery that is A’fu. Together, they will unravel the truth. Together, they will fight to survive. But in a court of lies and masked killers, how much will love cost?

In a world where monsters, supernatural entities and interdimensional creatures roam the Earth and danger is always around the corner, who is truly ever safe? Organizations must protect the civilians and face danger head on while on the edge of self-destruction all in secret. With the history of the world unknown to him and his memories lost; this is the story of Kharon Vex. Author Message: This story starts off slowly because there is a lot of common knowledge being explained at the beginning which may make the chapters seem boring and unappealing but I assure you that the story will get a lot better on. I hope you enjoy the read. This story is inspired by other Webnovels such as Lord of the Mysteries and Shadow Slave. It also incorporates aspects of other media to further expand the story.

> He returned from the Veil with no flame, no past, and no soulprint. > Now the Choir calls him its echo. > But Kael Virein will decide what silence truly means. Three years ago, Kael Virein vanished into a Veilrift—swallowed by the realm between life and death. Everyone believed him dead. When he returns, alive but changed, he carries no Soulbrand, no memories, and no resonance. Only silence. But silence is not absence. It is weight. It is memory. As Kael trains among the Veilguard, haunted by dreams of a forgotten song and a masked figure who shares his face, he begins to unravel a terrifying truth: the Hollow Choir, a cult thought long dead, is not only real—it remembers him. Marked by the mysterious Nullbrand and hunted by both the living and the lost, Kael must uncover the truth of his past, the origin of the Choir, and the identity of the man he might have once been: Seren Veyr, the Cantor who nearly unmade the world. In a realm where memory is power and forgetting is mercy, Kael must choose: Will he become the weapon the Choir needs? Or the silence that ends their song?

In the kingdom of Avareth, power is not taken - it is revealed. When the Stillbinding Ceremony calls the worthy, they are sent to the mountain strongholds to undergo the Trine Awakening, where each is granted an Etherpath: a unique manifestation of their identity across three forms - Flow, Pulse, and Mark. Brothers Sayan and Zavian Vale, born of the Vale bloodline, are chosen. Sayan inherits the Tesseract Path, entwined with gravity, space, and geometric abstraction. Zavian awakens the Mindweaver Path, a power tied to thought, perception, and the mind. Their journey begins in the northern bastion of the Aetherguard, where initiates train under elite Sentry instructors before being assigned to Path Mentors. As the mountains echo with ancient silence, and Etherpaths reveal more than just power, the whispers of Avareth grow louder. And not all who listen emerge unchanged.

Malo Jorin was once a quiet boy—until the world shattered him. Now trapped in flesh that feels alien, he teeters between man and monster. Haunted by what he’s become, he begins a journey not for power, but for the innocence he was never meant to lose.

The Regime of Ezkabel rules over nearly two-thirds of the known world, directly or through quiet chains. Its magic—precise, ritual-bound, and devastating—has become the norm. Efficient. Widespread. Revered. But in the fading lands of the Eastern Crescent, a different path endures—one older, slower, and nearly forgotten. A lineage of ancient disciplines survives, passed down through whispered chants, elemental mastery, and sheer force of will. And all across the Earth, a quiet corruption spreads—its cause untraceable, its presence undeniable, its ideas irrefutable, and its influence deepening with each passing day. The standard narrative claims it is merely a natural symptom of overpopulation—a necessary mechanism to keep everything in check. This is the story of Larsen, a quiet boy with a broken childhood, and how his inner world collides with the world outside. It’s a story of perseverance and hope… and that in the darkest of times, what matters is to stand up and tell the world that all is not finished. Will Larsen survive the rising corruption, when even his own inner world begins to crumble? {The first seven chapters serve as an introduction to Larsen’s world — his struggles, family, and the forces brewing in the shadows. The real descent begins after.}

sinopsis SEMUA BOLEH BACA, TAPI INGET.. ADA RATING UMUR YANG HANYA MENGHENDAKI KAUM DEWASA! HAPPY READING... Dia.. Lucas Vantouxer. Pria dingin tanpa ampun pada siapapun yang berani mengusik ketenangannya. Kejam nan sadis pada siapapun yang berani menghianati. Mereka tak akan pernah hidup tenang jika sudah menyangkut Tuan Agung itu dalam kehidupan. Tak ada ampun bagi mereka jika sudah di seret masuk ke dalam ruangan berbau anyir nan banyak senjata api oleh para anak buah Lucas. Namun semua tetap sama, saat ia tak sengaja menolong gadis dengan pakaian tertutup tengah menghadang jalan dan perlahan masuk dalam lingkar kehidupannya. Gadis itu juga perlahan membawa pengaruh dan selalu menjadi penengah pada konflik-konfliknya. Ya.. perlahan namun pasti, entah dari mana Lucas selalu penasaran tentang gadis itu hingga gadis bermarga Waesley itu mampu membuatnya berubah. Kekejaman dan kearoganan yang selalu ia tampakkan perlahan memudar seiring berjalannya waktu. Mengikuti kata hati seperti yang pernah gadis itu katakan padanya. “kau harus mengikuti kata hatimu jika ingin hidup tanpa beban, Mr. Luc.” - Mrs. Waesley.

To the world, Rudra is just a quiet, invisible high schooler. But beneath his skin slumbers the Zix Core — a forbidden power that allows him to split his soul across realms, birthing avatars that rule over entire worlds. Each avatar is powerful, independent, and terrifying in their own right. From Kaalkrit, the Demon King feared by even gods, to Ratri, a seductively untouchable succubus who surrenders only to him — Rudra’s alternate selves are not just tools… they are weapons of empire. With every world he unlocks, he gains strength. With every avatar awakened, his dominion spreads — unseen. But on Earth, no one knows. Not his classmates. Not the awakened organizations watching from the shadows. Not even his father — a feared awakened being himself. Rudra hides in plain sight, a monarch veiled in mundanity, while his avatars conquer realms, build armies, and seduce queens. The women of these worlds desire his avatars—but their bodies, loyalty, and children belong only to Rudra. The Zix Core has only just begun to stir. And the multiverse has no idea who it just woke up.

Everly was raised as a slave in the brutal Ironfang Pack, believed to be nothing more than a discarded human child. Powerless. Worthless. Forgotten. But they’re wrong. At fourteen, Everly secretly shifted, something no "human" should be able to do and met Selene, the wolf spirit hiding deep inside her. A secret she's guarded with her life. Now, as her eighteenth birthday looms and the pack prepares for a ritual that will change everything, Everly’s quiet pain is about to shatter. She’s more than they ever feared. More than even she understands. And when her fated mate, the King of Werewolves himself, enters the picture, her past and her power will awaken with a vengeance. But first, she must survive the place that tried to break her.

Aurora Lane was supposed to be ordinary. Just a high school senior trying to survive final exams, her sketchbook full of strange castles and eyes that don’t belong to this world. But when a dream pulls her too deep, and a mysterious book triggers something buried in her blood, Aurora wakes to find herself in a place no mortal should ever reach — Aetherwyn Academy, a school hidden beyond the Veil where bloodlines shape destiny and magic is a legacy, not a gift. But Aurora has no crest. No sigil. And according to the sacred records of the realm — no bloodline at all. Her arrival shakes the foundation of the academy. Students whisper. Teachers watch. The Veil, an ancient force that should only respond to those with rightful lineage, opens for her. And worse — it begins to react around her. Drawn to the cold, enigmatic Atlas Thorne — a boy with secrets buried behind silver eyes — and hunted by the dangerously charming Ethan Valesh, an emotion-crafter whose magic can touch everyone but her, Aurora finds herself entangled in a rivalry that isn’t just romantic — it’s prophetic. As forbidden trials unfold between rival magical schools, relics react to her presence, and old prophecies stir in the dark, Aurora must navigate betrayal, obsession, and power she doesn’t yet understand. Her bloodline isn’t just unknown. It was erased. For a reason. And some believe her return means the end of the Veil itself.

They say devils are born, unleashed, and erased at 3 am. Vailhom is the only country that hunts them — hidden from the world, sending out trained killers to wipe devils off the face of the earth. These devils take many forms. Some look like us. Some don’t. Blade is one of Vailhom’s mainland hunters — cold, focused, and deadly. He doesn’t fight for glory. He follows orders, finishes the job, and moves on. But with each mission, something starts to feel off. Patterns. Whispers. The kind of signs you’re told to ignore. Blade thought this was just the job. He didn’t know he was standing on the edge of something far worse. Disclaimer: This is a work of dark fantasy. All characters, devils, and events are fictional. The story is not intended to reflect or represent any real religion or belief system. Devils in this story are evil and destructive forces — nothing more.

In a realm where witches and wages are mortal enemies, magic is feared when it is born wild, and worshipped when it is forged by the crown. Witches, being tied to the raw, chaotic power of nature, are haunted and executed under the decree of the Mage Dominion. Mages, train in artificial, refined spellcrafts, consider themselves the rightful wielders of order. When Elira, a young witch in possession of forbidden ancient spells, is haunted by Dominion enforcers, she's cornered and near death, until an unexpected saviour emerges. Caelum, a promising young mage. Torn between his duty and an undeniable pull towards her, Caelum shelters Elira in secret. He feeds her, tends to her wounds, and slowly unravels the truth about the war between their kinds, while teaching her about spellcrafts. As hidden truths and tender moments intertwine, so did their hearts. But betrayal and secrets aren't friends. Now captured, Elira must escape the ashes that await her, while she battles with the love she had developed for a liar, a cheat, and a betrayal… Caelum. [A/N: Hope you you are intrigued. The cover isn't mine.]

In a world abondened by Gods, the abyss invaded. When humanity had lost all hope,towers that granted power to those who challenged them rose from the ground granting them salvation. of these towers, 4 were known as the divine towers as they granted their wielders the powers of the gods. however unbeknownst to the world, a fifth tower had risen. In order to save the world, New Gods must be born. Morpheus and the other four Divine holders must usurp the authority of the gods while fighting off the invading abyss.

She was never meant to wear the crown. He was never meant to fall. But fate doesn't ask permission. In the kingdom of Velaris — where every rose has thorns and every noble smile hides a blade — Lady Lyra of House Norwyn is thrust into a deadly dance of power, pride, and passion. Duke Kaelrin, cold-hearted and untouchable, dismisses her with a single cruel remark. But when their worlds collide at court, insults turn into challenges… and sparks turn into something far more dangerous. As gossip ignites across gilded halls and war brews behind velvet curtains — Will Lyra guard her heart, or lose it to the man who was never meant to love?

This is a story of someone who was never meant to rise. Burdened by a truth he cannot speak, shaped by what others believe of him, and cast into a system that rewards power above all else — he walks a path no one chose for him, not even himself. Every step forward is a battle against expectation, manipulation, and the terrifying weight of becoming exactly what others think he is. The path to supremacy isn't paved with victories... it's paved with identity, sacrifice, and silence. Read the first chapter. If it speaks to you, continue. If not, leave it behind. Either way, the story will go on — with or without you. ======== Eternal_Void_ | Exclusive to RR, SH, WN, and Patreon Support the official release. Don’t repost. Don’t steal. Be cool. =====

In a world where power is painted into existence, and every color bends reality itself, Kairos Kaiser was born without a single stroke. No chants. No colors. No place. Labeled an anomaly, Kairos was raised in silence beneath the shadow of a throne that was never meant to be his. But when a sacred trial shatters his destiny and reveals a secret buried beneath the empire’s foundation, he begins to see the world—and himself—for what they truly are. Behind every brushstroke lies a lie. Behind the empire, a prison. And beyond the Veil… something is waiting. Now, hunted by his own blood and haunted by a power he never asked for, Kairos must uncover the truth of his origin, survive the madness of a world unraveling—and face the terrifying cost of freedom. Because to break the Veil, He’ll have to erase everything. Even himself. main arc starts from volume 2, volume one is Skippable but important. The main arc starts from chapter 11.

A prophecy whispers of a hybrid—a child of both Light and Darkness—who will either unite the realms or destroy them. Zyra Everhart, an ex-detective with a haunting past, is forced back into a world she tried to forget when a series of ritualistic murders rock the city of Eldoria—murders linked to her own bloodline. As she investigates, she meets Damen Valerian, a Shadowborn prince known for his ruthless power and seductive charm. Damen seeks the prophecy’s missing piece, but when he realizes Zyra is the one destined to decide the fate of their world, he must choose—kill her or claim her. Their attraction is forbidden. Their destiny is cruel. Yet, something deeper pulls them together as an unseen enemy watches from the darkness, waiting for the right moment to strike. As tensions rise between the Shadowborn and the Lightkeepers, Zyra must decide: embrace the darkness within her or fight against her fate. please go to link for more book of this series stories https://amzn.in/d/b1AYgYA

A mysterious girl. A kingdom that whispers. And six crown princes who never saw her coming. In a world where names echo and silence is often overlooked, she arrives—unexplained, unshaken, and unforgettable. Kourtney Bethaway appeared in Hillgovia six months ago—out of nowhere. With eyes that saw more than they ever revealed, and an elegance that didn’t try to impress, she carried an air that drew attention without asking for it. Working under the famed designer Jean Perrie, she lived like a shadow stitched into silk—quiet, composed, impossible to place. Everything begins to shift the night she crosses paths with six crown princes from the allied kingdoms. Tension hums. Glances sharpen. Something about her draws attention—quietly, stubbornly. Not loud, not deliberate, but there. Present in every pause, in every breath held just a little too long. They don’t know who she is. She doesn’t explain. She doesn’t ask for their attention. But something about her demands it all the same. Because sometimes, the most unforgettable storms don’t arrive loudly. They enter the room and say nothing—wrapped in silence, cloaked in grace. And just as the world begins to notice her— She disappears. No trace. No warning. No answers. Only the memory of a girl who felt like a question no one knew how to ask… And the unsettling sense that her story isn’t done. Not yet.

In the heart of the ethereal realm, there was a hidden kingdom named Lún Jiāng, where the moonlight kissed the rivers and shadows danced along marble halls. The kingdom was ruled by a wise queen and her twin daughters — Princess Mò Yáo and Princess Yín Shū. They were born during a celestial anomaly — a lunar eclipse followed by a rain of ink-colored petals. Prophecies foretold that twins of shadow and moonlight would either unite the fractured realms or tear the veil between life and dream. Though beloved by the queen, the court whispered behind veils — “One is too dark, the other too bright. Together, they are too dangerous.”

Purity a low ranking, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”

In a world where the boundary between life and death fractures with every whispered name, Through the Veil, a Voice follows Solan Maelvaran—a fallen prince resurrected within a heretic's corpse. Bound to an ancient system and haunted by a living shadow called Wyrm, Solan is thrust into the Veiled Labyrinth, a realm of trials where memory, identity, and soul are the price of power. As divine relics, sealed Names, and forbidden towers awaken, Solan must navigate esoteric horrors, unravel truths older than gods, and confront the nameless force that speaks through his blood. His journey will unmake reality—or remake it, if he survives.

Seduction is power. And power always has a price. Veilborne Academy promises prestige, mastery of the arcane, and a path to greatness. But beneath its ancient halls lies a truth soaked in blood and madness. When Cid—a cold, cunning first-year with a dark past and darker desires—arrives at the Academy, he isn’t just another student. He’s a devourer. A soul without limits. A flaw in the system. As classmates vanish, monsters stir, and seductive alliances twist into obsession, Cid finds himself hunted—not by beasts, but by something buried beneath the school itself. An ancient god. A hunger too vast to name. Iris, the beautiful and dangerously obsessed girl next to him, knows more than she admits. Teachers whisper lies behind soft smiles. The deeper Cid digs, the clearer it becomes: the Academy was never a sanctuary. It was a seal. And the world is a heartbeat away from being swallowed whole. In a place where sex, sorcery, and survival blur into one, Cid must decide—will he fight the god in the dark? Or become it?

In the aftermath of the Third Great War, the world of Nytherra breathes a fragile sigh of relief. Kingdoms rebuild, laughter returns to towns, and peace cloaks the land. But beneath the calm, something stirs—an ancient darkness that escaped the ashes of war. Shirou wakes up in this unfamiliar world, his memories hazy, his body unfamiliar. He has no idea how or why he’s here—only that a strange System has chosen him. One that grows stronger as he survives... and kills. As Shirou struggles to understand the laws of this medieval fantasy realm, whispers of a hidden organization rise—a group operating in the shadows, pulling strings across Nytherra. Their goals are unclear, their reach terrifying. Monsters roam, kings scheme, and prophecies resurface. But what no one realizes is that a greater disaster, one far beyond the past wars, is fast approaching. And Shirou—lost soul, outsider, and anomaly—might just be the spark... or the salvation. ******* I post 2–3 chapters every monday, Wednesday and Friday I try to keep the uploads consistent so you can enjoy a steady stream of content. Thanks for sticking with me

Time betrayed her. Faerie bound her. Only a crown of lies can set her free.

When Selene, the Luna of Hollowridge, discovers she’s carrying a child born of both Luna and Ashborn blood, she makes the ultimate sacrifice—walking away from her fated mate, Alpha Luca, to raise their daughter in secrecy. But Elara is no ordinary child. Born of shadow and moonlight, she is the key to a prophecy that could either mend the broken Veil between worlds or summon the primordial god of fire, Asharion, to destroy it. Years later, Selene’s past crashes into the present as Hollowridge is invaded by rebels who believe Elara should be raised as a weapon. Forced to reveal her daughter’s true lineage, Selene must reunite with Luca, confront ancient Luna secrets, and protect Elara from those who would shape her future by force. But when Elara’s powers awaken, the Veil trembles—and an old god begins to stir. With war brewing and love reigniting in the shadows, Selene must decide: will she bind herself to the Veil to anchor her child’s magic, or risk the world burning so her daughter may choose her own path? A gripping paranormal romance blending magic, prophecy, and fierce maternal love, Moonbound is a complete standalone novel perfect for fans of Twilight, Crave, and The Alpha’s Silent Mate.

Synopsis: (inspired by Lord of the Mysteries). In the last breath of his previous life, Elias Thorne, a renowned historian and cryptographer, found himself facing the inexplicable: not the darkness of nothingness, but the gleam of a golden spiral — a galaxy collapsing within his own soul. Reincarnated in a world where the real bends to the symbolic, the protagonist awakens in the skin of a disinherited young commoner: Kaelen Vance, in a metropolis called Vaeldar, capital of the Syranthin empire, ruled by a Veiled Council that never shows its faces. There, reality is shaped by Paths of Awakening, mystical routes followed by those who dare to ingest the Primordial Symbols — fragments of absolute truths that break the mind and sculpt destiny. There are 25 Paths, each a mirror of universal archetypes, each demanding the price of sanity in exchange for power. As young Kaelen Vance adapts to the upside-down logic of a world where words carry arcane weight and names can kill, he discovers that someone—or something—brought him here for a purpose. An Invisible Theater stages his life.

Inola was just your typical beast kin orphan—ears too sharp, stomach too empty, and dreams far too big for the crumbling orphanage she called home. The place was run by a greasy baron with a combover and a crooked smile, who made sure the kids knew the value of silence, obedience, and cheap labor. But today—today was her thirteenth birthday. And somehow, today also happened to be the day she found herself standing in a line stretching halfway across the capital, clutching a ticket made of black silk and gilded gold leaf. Her fingers trembled just holding it. Everyone else in line stared like she’d grown wings and started breathing fire. She still didn’t know how this happened. All she did was help a sweet old lady cross the road yesterday. The carts had been fast, the rain had been pouring, and she’d nearly slipped twice. But the old lady had smiled, warm as cinnamon bread, and handed her the strange ticket without another word before disappearing into the alleyways. It wasn’t until this morning that Inola learned who that old woman was. The former Queen of Vaerindale. Disguised and wandering the city for her own mysterious reasons. And that ticket? A personal invitation—one of only thirteen—to enter the newly discovered Mythic Dungeon before anyone else. A dungeon no one had survived exploring. A dungeon rumored to contain Essence Stones—ancient artifacts of unimaginable power, used to forge custom classes with limitless potential. And Inola, ragged boots and patched coat and all, was going in as a scout. Well… whatever. Life hadn’t exactly offered her many handouts before, so this? This was a miracle. And she wasn’t about to waste it. Her claws flexed. Her tail twitched with anticipation. “I’m going to make a better life for myself. Even if I have to claw it out of the dungeon with my bare hands.” Read as this fox kin becomes the most powerful illusion-type classer as she masters how to bend reality with her Phantom Weaver of the Veiled Eclipse class.

Jin Kuroya was just a sharp-tongued delinquent with nothing to lose—until the night a monster crawled from the shadows and marked him for death. Now chosen by Renzai, a cursed soulblade burning with ancient power, Jin is thrust into the secret war between corrupted spirits, rogue soul factions, and a hidden Order that governs the balance between life and death. In a world where blades choose their masters, the dead never rest, and every soul hides a secret—Jin must awaken his true strength or be consumed by the darkness hunting him. But the deeper he descends into this world… the more he questions if he was ever meant to survive it. Perfect for fans of Bleach, Jujutsu Kaisen, and Solo Leveling—with original lore, elite pacing, dangerous rivalries.