The Setting Sun

Althea always knew her life wasn’t a fairytale, but she didn’t expect it to turn into a comedy of errors. When her family arranges her marriage to Adrian, the golden boy of a wealthy family, she reluctantly agrees. But just days before the wedding, Adrian drops a bombshell. A series of misunderstandings, an impulsive act to maintain the Velasco family’s honor—Althea finds herself accidentally married to Maximilian. But as the chaos unfolds, they start to wonder if this accident might have been fate’s way of arranging something they never saw coming. In "Wed, Set, Go!" love and lies collide in a whirlwind of comedy, and unexpected romance.

In the year 2025, a curious linguist named Liam Routh discovers an ancient, untitled book hidden deep within the archives of a massive private library. Bound in leather and sealed with a forgotten symbol—a sun pierced by three arrows—the book claims to hold the true story of Kael of No-Name, a boy erased from his powerful family line over four thousand years ago. As Liam begins to read, the air shifts. The ink glows. And suddenly, he’s not just reading the story—he’s living it. Transported to a time of ruthless warlords, forgotten gods, and wild desert lands, Liam follows the audacious journey of Kael: a castaway prince turned rebel dreamer who escapes his tyrannical bloodline to forge a kingdom of laughter, love, and freedom in a land untouched by empire. With a band of misfits by his side—including a drunk who thinks he’s royalty, a seductive thief, and a spear-wielding queen—Kael dares to challenge fate, conquer chaos, and rewrite history. But kingdoms built on ideals are often the first to be tested by war.

The world nearly suffered an apocalyptic end when four powerful entities clashed in a fierce conflict, nearly wiping out life. These entities were the embodiments of Four Primordial Forces, which act as anchors the entire universe as they know it. They were known as the Archangels, each of them mighty in their own right, ripe with the Primordial Lifeforce as well as their respected affinity. The War of The Four Monarchs, as the conflict was called, resulted in the world to enter a dystopian era, with Humanity and other supernatural races barely surviving the aftermath of the devastating events. While the planet was scarred physically, it showed no risks of truly ending, leaving the hope of longevity to allow the survivors to carry on. Fast forward nearly 200 years later, most of the world is rebuilt and the population of humanity is better than it was right after the War. But since the War, many supernatural aspects of the world became more prominent, giving opportunities for creatures of the night and other supernatural beings to rise up from the shadows and thrive. One of these supernatural beings is Mael, who is categorized as a "Black Sun", a powerful supernatural creature who was born during an eclipse. Many believe that Black Suns are vessels for one of the embodiments of the Primordial Forces; An Archangel. Mael spent most of his life on the run from a certain faction, learning how to wield a sword which he uses to harness his innate power. In the dystopian environment where most areas are eat or be eaten, he learned to survive and how to come out on top. He built a reputations as a dangerous wandering swordsman who won't hesitate to cut his enemies down. Eventually, he arrived at Nighthaven, a prominent city in Dystopian America. There, he challenges the underworld factions that run it from the shadows. (Story will be on RoyalRoad 7-19-25)

In the near future, climate collapse and ancient magnetic disruptions have fractured Earth’s natural balance, awakening long-dormant energies sealed by forgotten African gods. Deep beneath the rocky plains of Spain’s Extremadura region—where old Roman ruins whisper secrets—an ancient gate has reactivated. But it’s not from this world. A secretive society known as The Obsidian Custodians is on the move. They carry knowledge passed down through a fusion of African myths, Chinese elemental science, and Roman ritual—a knowledge that once held the balance between worlds. The gate is opening again. And something is coming through. Our protagonists—Ayinla, a Nigerian-Chinese code-smith with fragmented visions, and Mirella, an Italian-Igbo linguist running from her past—are drawn to the gate for reasons neither understands. Alongside them are war survivors, scholars, and warriors from different tribes and nations, each with stakes in this awakening. But Ayinla and Mirella are not ordinary. Each carries a piece of a myth long erased—one that could determine whether this world is reborn or consumed.

This is a story about a 22 year old boy, who died and got transferred into a dating simulator game as one of the love interests. With no way out, Choi Seojun must find a way to survive in his world, luckily his sister used to play this game all the time and had unlocked all the endings. With the knowledge of seeing this sister playing this game, will Choi Seojun be able to survive this world?, will he found a way back? or would he rather stay in this new world instead? (Bad grammar, some sentences may won't make sense, when you're reading it for the first time.)

Yao Yi, born with a sealed spirit root, was mocked as the greatest failure of his generation. Destined to be trampled underfoot, he lived in humiliation at the edge of his sect—until the day a mysterious artifact, the Mirror of the Suns, awakened within him. From the ruins of his soul, a forgotten power stirs. The world knows of Nine Suns, the pillars of cultivation, but Yao Yi carries the mark of a forbidden Tenth Sun—a force exiled from the heavens, destined to overthrow fate itself. As he rises through trials of sect betrayal, ancient relics, forbidden techniques, and divine conspiracies, Yao Yi begins to realize his power is not part of the world—it was meant to rewrite it. On a journey from shunned waste to the Heaven-Crushing Flame Monarch, he must battle chosen heirs, sacred beasts, and the gods themselves… all while uncovering a truth the heavens tried to erase: "There were never Nine Suns. There was always Ten."

The world was consumed by a vile corruption brought from beyond – the sun dimmed, and life as we know it was almost extinguished. And yet it was not the end but merely the beginning. Long after the disaster, a lone survivor awakens with a newfound power to wield the divine flames and many questions about the past. He embarks on a long journey to burn the rot away, discover what's left of the old world and maybe, just maybe, ascend to divinity. Cover art by: me

"She was the sun—too bright to touch. He was the night—born to devour the light." Cursed by an ancient coven, Queen Lucia Solaryn rules with fire in her veins and ice in her heart. Her touch can kill, her gaze can burn, and her kingdom bows in fear. No one dares draw close—until he does. Damien Virell, a mysterious prisoner with a blood-stained past and eyes that see through every illusion, is brought to Lucia in chains. But his defiance is unlike anything she's ever known—and his presence awakens something long buried in her soul. Their destinies are entwined by magic, betrayal, and a prophecy older than the sun itself. As ancient powers rise and the Coven of Mirrors returns to finish what they started, Lucia must choose: keep her heart locked behind gold and fire… or risk everything for the one man who could destroy her. * A slow-burn enemies-to-lovers romance. * A queen cursed to never love. A man born of shadows. *When the sun falls for the night, the world may burn.

In the Middle Realm, civilizations of Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Orcs, Beastkin, and Merfolk rose from the remnants of the Great War. Shaped by residual energies, these races forged distinct cultures and societies, building alliances while still haunted by the scars of past conflicts. Though peace was sought, old wounds festered, and the potential for unrest remained ever-present. At the heart of this volatile world stands Evan, captain of the Golden Sun Guild, leading a team of elite warriors and mages. They face threats both external and internal, but their greatest challenge may lie not in the monsters they battle, but in the deep, hidden forces tied to the lingering aftermath of the Great War.

The sky was once a canvas of peace, a sanctuary for the weary. But now it lay as an eternal reminder of humanity's impending downfall. Six years ago, the demons finally came out of hiding. They used the humans as sacrifices for Satan's growing power. Gabriel Cain, a widower who had his everything taken from him, shall make it his duty to venture into hell with the Black Sun Resistance for the purpose of saving everyone and avenging those he lost.

Aylin Lancaster was born to obey, but she’s done bowing her head. Cast aside by her mate, the Silverclaw Alpha who was supposed to protect her, Aylin severs her ties to the pack and flees into the wilds, chasing the only clue left behind by her missing sister. What she finds instead is a monster. Tsar, the infamous rogue king, is more beast than man, cursed by ancient blood and doomed to lose control with every full moon. But when Aylin steps into his world, something shifts. Her scent calms the storm inside him. Her voice tames the fury. And her presence may just be his salvation or his undoing. Together, they uncover a buried secret: the Moonborn Kings, a forgotten bloodline erased from history… And Aylin might be its last surviving heir. Now, hunted by kings and monsters alike, Aylin must decide: run from her past or rise to claim a throne steeped in blood, fire, and forgotten power.

Kellie and Rose have been together since childhood-inseparable, yet never crossing that unspoken line between friendship and something more. In their final year of high school, as the weight of the future and separation begins to settle in, Kellie finds herself pulled between hiding her feelings and confessing them before it's too late. Rose, meanwhile, senses the tension but doesn't quite understand what's shifting between them. As new people enter their lives-and as jealousy, vulnerability, and fear of loss grow stronger-the two girls must face the truth: love can burn quietly for years, but it can also ignite like wildfire in a single moment.

Dave woke up in an abandoned bunker remembering only one phrase: "The light of the sun will save you, but it will also destroy you" Dave does not remember anything from his past, now he has to understand who he is and what happened to the world in which he woke up? (novella to the announced game Dead Sun 1)

In a world shattered by its own sins, monsters walk beside men—beasts born not of darkness alone, but of the very rot festering in human hearts. They are the Never-Weres—soulless, heartless abominations that stalk the living and raze all good that dares to stand in their path. Against them rise the Never-Slayers, fierce warriors tasked with shielding the fragile remnants of humanity from annihilation. Behind the fortified walls of the iron-willed city of Kharvald, a young woman lives in quiet solitude. With no family to comfort her and no one to whom she belongs, she bears her pain in silence. She is Ori—radiant, determined, and quietly burning with ambition. Orphaned by fate, left only with a crumbling bakery and an impossible dream, Ori kneads dough and frosts cakes to survive. Her hands, though soft from sugar and flour, carry the calluses of secret training, of quiet resilience. For though she sells sweets to the city’s tired souls, what she truly craves is something far more dangerous: To become a Never-Slayer. She hides her training, shelters her hope—but deep down, she knows. She is far from the warriors who stand against the dark. Her dream is a flicker in a storm. Until it appears. The Sun-Wielder System—a mysterious force, ancient and godlike, a gift from a being—chooses her. It whispers of strength. Of glory. Of power beyond what any Never-Slayer has ever known. And Ori, starved for purpose and clinging to the dream her parents never saw, accepts. She accepts with every corner of her heart, every shard of her broken past. If this greed—this hunger for meaning—can become her salvation, she will chase it into fire and shadow. But such gifts never come free. And the price? May burn brighter than the sun itself.

Some choose their friends wisely, some choose isolation instead, some might mix the two, most throw those all to the few who think too heavily in their heads Heavy was mine Too heavy to contain  Hysteria met my libido  Calamity met my psyche I was a simple man, meeting the simple requirements of a typical, nameless, speechless, worrying wreck like myself Yet distortions of the highest form came to me like moths to a flame Their arms embracing me with enticed fortunes of sex, lust, and ferocious substances Hedonism met my very being with further intent A vicious cycle that I had no say in Much to my disarray I would revel in such a change of form Vowing I'd die twice over just to relive this feeling again

Seventeen-year-old Kael Draven was raised on the scorched mining moon of Ilyra, unaware he carries the blood of a long-lost celestial bloodline. In a system where each of the Seven Planets holds a unique and ancient power, a throne lies unclaimed—guarded by secrets, betrayals, and death. When Kael's village is burned and a dying enemy whispers his true name, his fate ignites. To survive, Kael must unlock each planet’s secret and win the loyalty of their fractured rulers. But the true danger isn’t war—it’s what’s waiting once all seven worlds unite. Will he rise as king—or shatter the stars instead?

Consuming The Sun!

Alexander was the greatest tyrant in history. His cruel, brutal and vicious reign struck fear in his enemies and allies alike. But that all ended when he was betrayed by his own people and beheaded by his archrival. As Alexander's consciousness faded away all he could think of is all the faults he made, how he could have avoided them, how unlucky he had been, and his wrath and unwillingness to die at the hands of the man he hated most! But unexpectedly he was given not only the answers to these questions, but also a second chance to right all his many wrongs. The cover is not mine.

The boardroom was a wall of glass and judgment. At exactly 8:59 AM, Arielle pushed through the doors in a sharp navy dress that clung to her like confidence had been stitched into every seam. Her heels echoed across the floor as she approached the long, polished table where half a dozen stone-faced executives sat, murmuring over papers and steaming coffee. Dominic was already seated at the head of the table. He didn't look at her. Not at first. But he felt her enter. Just like gravity feels the moon. She took her spot near the screen, placed the tablet in front of her, and exhaled slowly. "You ready?" Dominic asked quietly, his voice low, unreadable. She turned to him with a sharp smile. "Born ready." He finally met her gaze—and for a second, something flickered behind his eyes. Not approval. Not yet. But something… closer than before. "Gentlemen," Dominic said to the table. "This is Arielle Sinclair. She'll be walking you through the market projections and proposed strategy updates for Q3." One of the older men raised a brow. "Her?" Arielle didn't flinch. "Yes. Me," she said, smiling sweetly. "Try to keep up." There was a pause—half stunned, half amused—and then, silence She launched into her presentation. And she nailed it. Clear. Sharp. Confident. She wasn't just parroting facts; she owned the numbers. Her explanations were quick, her slides precise, and her delivery unapologetically fierce. For the first time, they weren't looking at her legs or her lipstick. They were looking at her mind. And Dominic? He watched every second like a man watching a match ignite in a room full of gas. At one point, their eyes locked—and she saw it. A crack in his armor. Not desire. Not annoyance. But something like… respect. And it made her stomach flip in a way no designer bag ever had. When she concluded with a succinct, "Any questions?" the room was quiet. Then, one of the board members nodded. "Well done, Miss Sinclair. Concise and well-structured." Dominic didn't say a word. But his fingers drummed once against the table. A silent approval. The meeting ended. As the board members filed out, Dominic remained seated, watching her. She turned to him slowly. "Well?" she asked. He stood, approached, and said nothing until he was directly in front of her. "You surprised them." "And you?" His gaze dropped to her lips for a split second before meeting her eyes again. "I don't surprise easily." She stepped closer. "You didn't think I could do it." "I knew you could," he said, voice dark and steady. "I just didn't know if you would." She tilted her head. "So what now?" His eyes raked over her—not with lust, but with something more dangerous. Calculating. Hungry. "Now," he said slowly, "I stop holding back." She inhaled sharply. "What does that mean?" "It means if you're staying in this game, you better be ready to lose sometimes." She licked her lips. "I never lose." He smirked—slow, wolfish. "We'll see." And he walked out first. But this time? She followed with her chin high, her stride proud, and fire crackling in her chest. She hadn't just passed the test. She'd lit the room on fire. The hallway was quiet after the boardroom storm, but Arielle's heels still echoed like a victory march. She was glowing. Not just from the adrenaline of her flawless presentation, but from something else—something hotter, deeper. The way Dominic had looked at her afterward wasn't just professional respect. It was a crack in his walls. And she intended to widen it. She pressed the button for the elevator, and just as the doors slid open, a shadow fell over her shoulder. Dominic. Of course. He stepped in beside her without a word, towering, silent, composed. The doors closed. Silence. Tension. Air that thickened with each passing floor. She stood beside him, not touching, but close enough to feel the heat rolling off his body. Close enough to catch a whiff of his cologne—clean, dark, devasta

The death of the sun only brought eternal night. The gruesome loss from which the new sun is stagnant in rising. His progression towards Godhood, succession of the golden champion, and freedom to choose his destiny, the path of the new sun.

"literature is more important then many think"- the head of L.A

The Bad Setup Olivia Parker loves her independence—her career, her freedom to travel, and the life she’s built on her own terms. The last thing she wants is to be set up by her best friend, Haley. Meanwhile, Daniel, her fiancé, has been trying to do the same for his best friend, Grayson Steel. But every time they attempt to introduce Olivia and Grayson, something gets in the way. Neither knows what the other looks like—until fate steps in. When Olivia and Grayson meet by chance at a bar, their connection is instant, sparked by an impromptu game of darts. What starts as a random encounter soon feels like something more. But will they take the leap once they realize they were meant to meet all along? A slow-burn romance about fate, friendship, and love finding you when you least expect it.

In a world where death is currency and the Black Sun never falls, seventeen-year-old Raine is just another nameless slave—broken, forgotten, and buried alive beneath the weight of the Bone Spur Sect’s cruelty. But Raine will soon discover a power buried deep inside him that the whole world has been searching for.

Ethan Raymond is a typical sixteen-year-old trying to get through a hot, terrible day at school—until the sky tears apart and a dark-as-pitch fog devours his town. There's no warning. No reason. Just silence, terror—and then the sky seals itself, but not as it was. Two suns now shine over Elysian Town. And the dead run away from the darkness. Ethan and his friends have been ripped into a twisted mirror of their own world—a world where there is no rescue, and where every choice can be life or death. Without powers, without rules, and without an escape, Ethan will be forced to rely on his wits, his intuition, and a few fragile alliances to survive a world that seems designed to break them. The rules have changed. The dead travel fast. Trust is a risk. And the one constant in this new world is the light from the two suns shining down from above.

Cain got stuck in the land of demonkind! I sure hope he survives.

“I lost my crown, my home, and my name—then he showed up again.” Celeste was born to rule: beautiful, brilliant, and always in control. Until the night the Xia‘s empire fell—and she became just a girl with no place to belong. Nolan returned, no longer the quiet boy in the shadows. Now, he’s the storm. Dangerous. Devoted. The kind of man who doesn’t ask permission to protect what’s his. And Jett? The childhood protector turned underground king—he never stopped watching. He never stopped burning the world for her. She thought she didn’t need saving. But love has a way of finding you—especially the kind that never really left. Three heirs. One broken crown. A girl they never forgot. #RoyalRomance #ProtectiveML #LoveTriangle #EliteCircle #EmotionalPull #SlowBurn #High Society