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Relic The Pika

Ocean.

Amara has an ability. She can always feel the future. She can sense it from afar. But despite all the warning signs she made the biggest mistake of her life by marrying Sod. Sod is also a vampire like her and knows fully well they can never have children. Vampires create vampires out of humans they don't give birth. But he is forever obsessed over having a heir of his own. What started as love turned into torturous monstrosity. Medicines turned into rituals and dark magic and cruel experiments. But failing continuously for 47years drove him to the end of his wits. He unearthed a frozen embryo that was sealed with spells and named forbidden in all texts, and put it in Amara. When the embryo showed no signs of life, this experiment too was deemed a failure. Somehow Amara managed to get away from his torture and slavery and she ran for her life. No not to survive but to die. She willingly crossed the borders and entered the Westland. The land of werewolves where vampires were forbidden and were killed on sight. But when she was brought to the alpha ruling the land, he refused to kill her. She was so ready to die with nothing left in her to hope and live, but Ocean, the ruler alpha of Westland, has something else on his mind. He can see things others can't. He can see the embryo glowing within her. Yes, the embryo comes to life once in Westland. To Amara it's a curse. Something she is so desperate to get rid off, but for Ocean it's a matter of safety of Westlanders. They don't know what it is and how it will react when threatened. Ocean is the supreme ruler whom everyone fears, cause he doesn't fear anything. No one wanna be on his bad side as he is known to be real petty and chasing after to the end of the world. He is a warlord on the battlefield but what is he like in person? A 'golden retriever' may you say. Ocean is pulled towards Amara and the baby in a way he can't explain or reason. He just knows he can do anything for her and can cross any limits. There are so many questions and only two constantly conflicting people looking for the answers. As the truths unfold and danger gets closer, something is changing between them. They knows they are the only ones who understand each other. The pull is getting stronger and stronger and unresistable over time. Is this Amara's second chance at love and life? A gift from fate..? The enemy who was supposed to kill her, proposed her a contract marriage to keep her alive and promised to seek revenge for her.
_Pika · 100 Views

Relic Hunting as the Apex Predator

Nuclear war has devastated the Earth, leading to the abandonment of nuclear weapons following the discovery of relics and bloodline traits. A contractor of a relic is endowed with superhuman strength and speed, as well as resilience to most physical damage and illnesses. Dante's job is to subdue contractors and recover illegal relics. He is the only contractor capable of bonding with five relics. As the youngest member of the famed legends, Dante was believed to have a perfect life. However, everything changed in an instant, shattering his ideal existence. For the first time, he found himself powerless. Once hailed as both a hero and a prodigy, Dante had been reduced to nothing more than a ruthless hunter. Although his team's efficiency and recovery rate are outstanding, their brutal methods often overshadow their achievements. Dante is no longer seen as the prodigy of the legends. His comrades view him as a loyal guard dog, while his enemies see him as a ruthless bloodhound. The Apex Institute is where teenagers train to become future leaders. Thalia and her friends are graduating this year. Thalia possesses a unique bloodline trait that allows her to command the weather; she can invoke storms simply by concentrating. She wants nothing more than to use her powers to help the relic retrieval task force. Apex has created special task forces, such as the Legends, to prevent relics from being used to cause harm. Thalia has always admired the Legends, and their dedication to justice is the primary reason she enrolled in the institute. The Legends are known as the champions of justice because they maintain order within the safety zone. Thalia desperately wants to change this twisted world and dreams of being a hero like her aunt (Tia) to save their crumbling world. Hi guys the book has a slow start by design to fully immerse you in the characters and world. I hope you enjoy :) ------------------------------------------------------------------ What to expect? [steady pacing] [Supernatural abilities & Relics] [Overpowered main character] [Trauma, Drama, Subtle Romance, Tragedy] [Solid Team Building & Multiple Character POV] [Adventure & Action based] All rights reserved.
An_Ordinary_Writer · 10K Views

Relic Reign: The Archive of Kings

“Inherit the relic. Rewrite the rules. Reign or be erased.” Once every century, the Archive awakens—a tower that pierces the sky, filled with shifting dungeons and forgotten relics left behind by ancient kings, tyrants, and warlords. These relics are not just weapons. They're legacies—powerful, sentient, and cursed by memory. To enter the Archive is to be chosen as a Writ-Bearer, someone capable of bonding with relics and wielding their power. For most, it's a path to fame, glory, and power. But for Kael Renn, a seventeen-year-old orphaned scribe from the outer slums, it's a death sentence. He was never supposed to be chosen. Yet, when a sealed relic buried in the tower’s forbidden floor calls to him—a relic known only as The Crown of the Nameless King—Kael becomes the first bearer of a Lost Writ that even the Archive itself cannot classify. Now hunted by relic guilds, kingspawn, and corrupted Writ-Bearers, Kael must survive deadly trials, manipulate ancient laws, and resist the growing voice of the relic within him. Because the Crown is remembering who it was. And it wants its throne back. MC: Kael Renn Age: 17 Background: Orphaned slum-born scribe, worked as a record keeper and relic cataloger in the outer zones. Never trained, never ranked. Visual Design: Hair: Ash-black, ragged at the ends, slightly covering his left eye Eyes: Pale gold—seem dull at first, but glow faintly when he invokes Writs Markings: Black ink-like veins spread from the back of his neck downward when relic power activates Clothing: Faded cloak stitched with old kingdom scripts, layered with relic sigils he draws himself Weapon: None at first—uses Writ-based combat, then later reforges an ancient relic blade with a forgotten command
Janewrites · 317 Views

The Beginning Of The End

To the quiet despairs, the forgotten corners, the shadows that whisper secrets in the dead of night. To the nameless anxieties that burrow deep within the human heart, gnawing at the edges of sanity. This book is dedicated to the muted background hum of existence, the slow, insidious erosion of hope, and the persistent vibration of unease that resonates in the spaces between the stars. To the forgotten gods, the careless creators, and the indifferent universe that watches our struggles with cold, cosmic detachment. This is for the crumbling alleyways, the faded murals, and the abandoned buildings that echo with the silent stories of forgotten lives, lives as fleeting and fragile as the whispers carried on the wind. To those who wander the desolate landscapes of their own minds, grappling with existential questions that yield no easy answers. To those who find solace in the bleak pronouncements of nihilism and absurdism, who embrace the brutal honesty of the darkness, and who find a strange kind of peace in the face of utter meaninglessness. This book is for you. For those who carry the weight of unspoken burdens, the invisible wounds of loneliness, the ghosts of past disappointments that linger like shadows in the periphery of vision. For those who seek a connection, a purpose, a reason to rise each morning despite the gnawing emptiness that threatens to consume them. This is also a dedication to the unsettling silence of empty streets, the flickering streetlights that cast long, distorted shadows, the dissonant sounds that emanate from the unseen corners of reality. It's for the creeping sensation of being watched, of an unseen presence lurking just beyond the reach of perception. For those who feel the subtle distortions in the fabric of reality, the subtle anomalies that hint at something far stranger, far more terrifying, than the mundane reality they inhabit. To the city itself, a cold, uncaring beast, yet also a testament to human ambition and resilience, a canvas on which our hopes and dreams are painted, only to be washed away by the relentless tide of time. To the ordinary lives lived amidst the extraordinary, to the single grains of sand lost in the vast, unforgiving machine of existence. This is for the cosmic horror that seeps into the cracks of our everyday world, and the subtle echoes of the Genesis Event that resonate in the quietest moments. And finally, to the uncaring vastness of the cosmos, to the indifferent gods who created a universe both beautiful and terrifying, this is for the ultimate struggle between order and chaos, between light and darkness, and the journey of a single, insignificant man caught in the middle of it all..
nickfrfr · 103 Views

The Saintess, The Villainess, and The Enchantress

In the heart of a vast and fertile land, nestled amidst rolling hills and lush meadows, stood the grand mansion of the De Lolce family. This stately home belonged to Duke Castel and Duchess Aerwyna, a couple whose reputation preceded them throughout the entire nation of Philippeldephia. Duke Castel was celebrated far and wide as the most brilliant scientist in the country, his mind teeming with discoveries that pushed the boundaries of what was possible. In contrast, Duchess Aerwyna was renowned for her culinary prowess, her dishes and baked goods the very definition of perfection, sought after by the elite of the land. Three years into their blissful marriage, their joy knew no bounds when Aerwyna gave birth to triplets. Yet, their happiness was cruelly snatched away when the babies, too weak to survive, passed away shortly after entering the world. The grief was unbearable, and neither Castel nor Aerwyna could reconcile with the tragedy that had befallen them. The halls of their mansion, once filled with dreams of a bright future, were now heavy with sorrow. But Duke Castel, a man driven by the relentless pursuit of knowledge, refused to accept fate’s verdict. One fateful night, he conceived a daring experiment—one that could defy the natural order and bring their children back from the brink of death. In the dim glow of his laboratory, surrounded by beakers and vials of mysterious substances, he worked tirelessly, driven by a desperate hope. Finally, the moment arrived. Castel was on the verge of success, his hands trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. But in a single, fateful moment, as he reached for the final component, his hand accidentally knocked over a set of strange chemicals. The colorful liquids spilled across the lab table, seeping into the lifeless bodies of the three infants. In an instant, something extraordinary began to happen. The triplets, instead of merely returning to life, started to change. Their small forms absorbed the spilled concoction, and they became something... different. The experiment had gone awry, and the results were beyond anything Castel could have predicted. From that night onward, the De Lolce mansion became the stage for a series of unexpected events, as the once-ordinary lives of Castel and Aerwyna took a turn toward the extraordinary—all because of a single, accidental spill that altered the course of their family’s destiny. Note: This is more like a long script rather than a novel type.
ShananeShanane · 60.9K Views
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