Catra Glimmer

A young girl's life takes a drastic turn when she is sold out of greed, forcing her into a new and difficult reality. Despite her efforts to adapt, she struggles with the sudden change and suffers emotionally every day. Amidst her pain, she sometimes wishes for death as an escape, but still holds on to the gift of life. As she navigates her new circumstances, a plot of love emerges, offering a glimmer of hope. Though her story seems to have reached a tragic end, it may actually be the beginning of a new chapter in her life.

Thea fell in love with Ryder who is her childhood best friend.She kept her feelings hidden.A deceitful third party involvement manipulated Ryder into believing that she had broken his trust. ~Exceprt~ Thea's voice trembled as she grasped Ryder's hand. "Ry...Ryder, please listen." she begged, her eyes pleading for his attention. Ryder jerked his hand free from Thea's grasp, his expression hardening into ice. "I don't want to hear anything from you.You're no one to me from now on." "You are going to believe her?"her eyes welled up with tears. "I don't want to believe you.." Ryder spat, his eyes flashing with anger. "From now on, don't dare show your face to me." With those cutting words, he turned and walked away,leaving Thea shattered, her body racked with sobs as she collapsed to the ground. Years passed Thea returned to the city working as a waitress to support her life. But fate delivered a cruel blow when Ryder and his fiancee walked into the restaurant. "Didn't I say you better stay away from us?How dare you appear in front of us?" Thea's voice trembled as she spoke, her heart heavy with emotion. "Ry...Mr. Thompson," she corrected herself, her eyes locking onto his, "I never thought our paths would cross again, especially not here." "I made it clear previously that I never wanted to see you again.." he said, each word cutting through Thea like a knife, reopening old wounds and slicing through her fragile heart. Thea's eyes welled up with tears as she gazed into Ryder's, "I didn't mean to hurt you, Ryder..." she implored, her gaze clinging to his, desperate for him to see the sincerity in her eyes and believe her words. He scoffed,"Hurt?I hate you for what you did to her.How can you hurt my woman?" Thea looked at his eyes to find the glimmer of the boy she once knew.But that boy was gone replaced by a man consumed by rage and hatred for her. She knew she lost him forever.Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes. Will Thea and Ryder ever find their way back to each other, or is their love lost forever, a casualty of misunderstandings and hurtful words? Will they be able to overcome the lies and betrayal that tore them apart, or will their hearts remain forever fractured? ---------- This Novel is not translated but an original work written by author Audenzia_16.

In a world shattered by family secrets and unforeseen revelations, Alejandro Miguel "Miggy" Sansebastian finds himself at a crossroads of love, loss, and self-discovery. As he grapples with the sudden loss of his father and the unveiling of a hidden half-sister, Miggy's once-tranquil life is thrust into turmoil. Amidst the chaos, a chance encounter leads him to a love that transcends his past traumas and offers a glimmer of hope in the darkness. Join Miggy on a poignant journey of healing, acceptance, and the enduring power of love in the face of life's unexpected twists and turns.

Aurora Waters was overwhelmed with despair when she faced the truth about her family. She had been born into a family of villains. Even worse, her family had an unhealthy obsession with faking their identities. They took “Fake it till you make it” so seriously that it usually ended with them getting killed! Her oldest brother pretended to be a CEO just to mess with the female lead, but that backfired when the male lead showed up and threw him out. Her second brother? He was an obsessive lover who pretended to be a wealthy second-generation heir—until the real heir ended his life. Her third sister? She faked being an heiress to manipulate the second male lead but ended up being killed by him. Her fourth sister? She faked an illness to attract the third male lead’s attention, only to die from a real one. Her mother? She put on a facade of being a kind and loving mom but ultimately met her end at the hands of the male lead. Her father? He pretended to be a powerful tycoon but lost his job and was drowned by the second male lead. And Aurora? She planned to impersonate the daughter of the richest man alive, but if things went the way they always did in her family, she’d probably meet her end by accidentally falling down the stairs. However, there was one glimmer of hope in this nightmare: she had a 100% rebate system that rewarded her for spending money on her family! [Beep! You bought an eraser worth 1 dollar for your eldest brother! 2 dollars have been credited to your bank account!] [Beep! You bought a candy worth 1 dollar for your second brother! 2 dollars have been credited to your bank account!] Aurora’s eyes sparkled as an idea took shape. She began spending on her family like crazy to rake in cash. [Beep! You gave a bun worth 20 dollars to your childhood crush! 100 dollars has been credited to your bank account!] Aurora: …! That’s walking money! What Aurora didn't expect, though, was that she would end up becoming one of the technology big shots herself, in the end.

Takaviel, a young man whose quiet village life is shattered by a mysterious event that tears him away from home and separates him from his beloved sister, Hana. Cast into an endless void and then into the harsh, alien realm of Zyterra, Takaviel finds himself surrounded by strange cosmic forces and perilous creatures. Desperate to return to the life he once knew, he resolves to push the limits of his newfound abilities, even summoning a mysterious swarm of insectoid allies to carve a path back home. In a world where every step is fraught with danger, Takaviel’s relentless determination and willingness to do whatever it takes offers a glimmer of hope amid the encroaching darkness.

“In misfortune awaits fortune.” In a universe where Gods dwell on the highest floors of the Tower, an Arcana Card for immense good luck was created. To balance this, a devastating misfortune card was also born. Unbeknownst to the Gods, both cards slipped out of the Tower and went unnoticed. Julien, cursed by the card of immense bad luck, lived a life where death shadowed his every move, and the Grim Reaper’s blade seemed ever-present. His first life ended in despair, but at the height of his misfortune, a glimmer of hope emerged when a mysterious entity offered him a deal. The deal: conquer the Tower and fulfill her request, in exchange for a chance at a better life after reincarnation.  With the Eternal•Lust System granted by this enigmatic entity, Julien embarks on a perilous journey to ascend the Tower and become the one and only—Grand Lust Sovereign. ***** Discord: https://discord.gg/RBhAbVAvnN [Warning: Mature Content. Discretion is advised.]

(my fuel is readers support, please support me in this journey for wsa 2025) Silas knew that being born as an omega meant his life wouldn't have many choices—unless you came from a privileged family, where your trait didn't matter and you could live comfortably. When a baron adopted him, Silas saw a glimmer of hope and vowed to repay the man he called father. However, though it was better than life in the orphanage, Silas knew he would never truly belong to the family. He was groomed to obey, and his adoptive father planned to use him to expand connections with noble families. As he grew older, his father repeatedly offered him in marriage to the son of a grand duke, an alpha, only to be rejected every single time. Eventually, just before the grand duke's son left for military service, his father received an answer: the grand duke's son agreed to the connection—but only on the condition that Silas would be a consort. It wasn't uncommon for alphas to have multiple consorts, though it wasn't what Silas desired. Still, as an omega, this was the only way he could repay the baron's kindness. * Silas remembered what Alric was like back when they were at the academy. Cold, quiet, and someone who despised omegas. He knew what kind of fate awaited him and gave up on the kind of love he often read about in books. After all, real life wasn't the same as the fantasies penned by writers. Instead, Silas decided to prepare himself for decorating the "cage" he would live in—a life filled with the constant refrain of "at least, at least, at least." He would get used to it. He had to. But something felt different. Why was Alric treating him so differently now compared to the way he had back in school? Alric's eyes were filled with a tenderness and sorrow that Silas couldn't understand. It was the kind of look that made Silas want to hold him close. — (Read the info for more additions)

In a world where past and present intertwine, Isla's reality fractures with the utterance of a forgotten name: Isolde. It's a name that unlocks a torrent of vivid, unsettling memories, binding her to an ancient conflict and a malevolent force named Thane. He claims her as his, plunging her into a desperate struggle against a darkness that threatens to consume not just her, but the very fabric of her world. With Kai, her steadfast protector, Isla seeks refuge, but sanctuary proves fleeting. They are hunted, their every move shadowed by unseen eyes, their refuge a fragile illusion against encroaching dread. The deeper they delve, the more they uncover: ancient prophecies, hidden sanctuaries, and the legacy of Elara, a powerful ancestor whose blood flows through Isla's veins. Betrayal strikes from within, shattering their trust and casting them into a labyrinth of subterranean tunnels, where ancient forges whisper tales of forgotten battles. Here, they learn to wield their inherited powers, forging weapons of light against the encroaching shadows. In a climactic confrontation, they face Thane in his obsidian throne room, a battleground where light clashes with overwhelming darkness. Despite their courage, Thane seizes the amulet, a conduit of ancient power, threatening to unleash its corrupted energy. Yet, Elara's spirit, defiant and unyielding, resists, offering a fragile glimmer of hope. Isla and Kai, battered but unbroken, stand against the encroaching darkness, their fates irrevocably intertwined with the echoes of a shattered queen. They must confront not only Thane, but the fractured fragments of their own pasts, the lingering whispers of betrayal, and the terrifying possibility that the light they carry may not be enough to extinguish the encroaching shadows. The final battle looms, where the very essence of memory and identity will be tested, and the fate of their world hangs precariously in the balance.

[MATURE CONTENT, DARK FANTASY ROMANCE] Layleen is more than just a wolfless omega—due to her unique appearance, her fate is far from the usual cliché. After enduring years of relentless bullying and abuse from her packmates, she clings to the one glimmer of hope in her bleak existence: her new Alpha. The man she trusts above all else. But to his Luna, Layleen is just her husband's mistress and her very existence is unbearable. Naïve and devoted, Layleen never questions her Alpha’s intentions—until the day her world shatters. Sold off to an allied pack, she is taken by rogues on her way to her new "home." With no wolf and no hope of rescue, she prepares for the worst. But fate has other plans. In the midst of her despair, something impossible happens—she does something she shouldn't have and meets Alpha Ragnar, the ruthless leader of the most feared warrior pack under the Lycan King’s command. Thrust into a life of power and danger, Layleen must navigate a world she was never meant to be part of. The real challenges are only beginning.

She was born different. He was labeled evil and cold. But they weren’t the monsters the world believed them to be. Rose was feared from the moment she took her first breath—an outcast marked by her strange and unnatural aura. Hated, hunted, and shunned, she grew up in the shadows, carrying the weight of a destiny she didn’t understand. She was special, too special, the one ordained to bring chaos to Heaven, Earth, and Hell alike—the true god the worlds refused to accept. Lucifer was the lord of Hell, feared and despised by all, a being defined by darkness and cruelty. Yet, even he wasn’t immune to curiosity. The moment he saw Rose, something shifted—a fascination he couldn’t ignore. What began as mere intrigue turned into something far more dangerous: love. But love between the devil and a girl destined for destruction was never meant to be simple. Heaven’s forces, terrified of Rose’s power, would stop at nothing to destroy her, and Hell itself began to tremble under the weight of her growing strength. As the boundaries between worlds crumble and the lines between savior and destroyer blur, Rose and Lucifer must face a truth neither of them can escape. She was born different. He was labeled evil. Together, they are unstoppable.

In a ravaged world where monstrous creatures have brought humanity to the brink of extinction, a glimmer of hope emerges. The Awakened, individuals with the ability to harness energy from their souls and wield mysterious, ancient weapons, rise to defend their world. Ernal, a young boy who discovers a powerful sword in an unexpected place, joins the fight alongside other Awakened individuals. As they battle to reclaim their world, the Awakened face unimaginable horrors and discover the true depths of their powers. With every victory, hope flickers brighter, and humanity inches closer to reclaiming their rightful place. But the war is far from over. The monsters continue to evolve, and the Awakened must adapt to survive. Can Ernal and his allies overcome the impossible odds and rekindle the flame of humanity, or will the darkness consume them all?

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days

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Harper Wilson, a beautiful YouTuber, attractive woman, and very skilled writer, leads a seemingly uncomplicated life on the road with her campervan, documenting her travels and thrilling her loyal subscribers. But unknown to her followers, Harper have a secret that only a select few are privy to—she is married to Rachel Lee, the beautiful, stunning, with amazing smile, and very famous K-pop idol. Behind the glitz and glamour of Rachel's public persona lies a deeply personal and private life that she guards fiercely. Amidst the glimmering world of fame, Rachel and Harper have discovered a haven where they have nurtured a secret bond shielded from the intrusive gaze of the public. They carefully manage through the complexities of their different worlds, where the vibrant of celebrity clashes with the peacefulness of a nomadic life. However, Harper and Rachel face a devastating decision as the unforeseen danger of discovery approaches. Will they dare to expose the truth, potentially putting Rachel's career and their precious relationship at stake? Or will they continue to live in the shadows, protecting their fragile yet profound connection?

“For years, I gave myself to him without complaint. I loved him like I’d never loved another; I worked diligently in the shadows to make him the man he is today, while he only ever regarded me as his trophy wife to his peers. I didn't mind; why? Because I loved my husband, and all I wished for was his success until I didn't anymore.” _____________ Imani Knightley thought she had found her better half in Louis Benoit. They had met during her first year at the university while she was studying for her master's. Imani would call it love at first sight, and it was beautiful. She would swear on her parents graves that her husband couldn’t live or breathe without her. They had only dated for a year before she introduced him to her parents, the Knightleys, and they got married a year later. Imani would say her marriage to Louis was perfect, except for the fact that she’d been trying for kids for a while and every time life offers a glimmer of hope, she loses said hope. Yet she was happy; her marriage was perfect until it wasn’t anymore. Her husband never gave her any reason to doubt his love for her until the arrival of Louis' new personal assistant, who conveniently happened to be his ex-girlfriend. Imani’s glass-perfect marriage and image shatter as she is faced with the betrayal and deceit of Louis Benoit. What happens when divorce isn’t an option but Imani wants out? In a circle where Imani has always felt like an outcast despite the influence of her late parents, she turns to the arch-enemy of her husband with a yearning for vengeance. "Since he chooses to go low. I am willing to reach to the depths of hell just to show him what the scorn of a woman feels like. I’ll make him take a seat and watch as I destroy everything he holds dear."

In a world where monstrous entities dominate the surface, a world where humanity is no longer on top of the food chain. Chaos reigns, concepts of law and order are but distant memories in this broken reality. Humanity has entered the dark age once more. Yet, amidst the darkness, a spark remains - a glimmer of hope in the form of a young man, destined to defy the fate brought onto him by this cruel world. Follow his story as he navigates the ruins of civilization, battling both the horrors of the world and the ghosts of his past, in a quest to restore humanity. 

Mary, before being known as the Child of Slaughter, was once a weak and sickly orphan from a blue star called Earth. On that humble planet, she was unremarkable—a faceless figure among the countless souls resigned to their quiet and lonely demise. Her life was ordinary, fleeting, and insignificant. But fate had other plans Without warning, Mary was torn from her peaceful world and was thrust into the World of Chaos, a realm of unrelenting chaos and destruction Stripped of the mundane comforts of her former life, she struggled to adapt, clinging to survival with her frail body. Yet no amount of resolve could shield her from the harshness of this new reality Eventually the cruelty of her circumstances broke her, shattering her innocence and forging her into a cold, unyielding machine of war—a tool for survival in a world that demanded blood and sacrifice But even in the abyss, there remained a faint glimmer of hope As Mary encountered Ethan Bright, the Archduke of Dreams. He was the embodiment of perfection—a being feared by the gods and revered by mortals. As the Promised Fifth Celestial, he was destined to bring an end to this madness and become a beacon of hope in a cursed world His very existence gave hope, but hope was never enough. The burning star was eventually extinguished as calamity struck. The world they cherished was reduced to ash, and all they had fought to preserve crumbled Facing the End of Existance, Ethan Bright fell. The Perfect Being, the loving husband, the devoted father–he was no more. What remained was a hollow shell, consumed by guilt and despair. No longer the Archduke of Dreams, he became known as the Sin of Avaritia, a being consumed by insatiable longing and regret In his descent, Ethan embarked on a relentless crusade, hunting monsters and demons with unmatched ferocity. His wrath spared none as he left a trail of ruin in his wake, consumed by his vendetta against the world Allies and friends who sought to save or stop him fell one by one, unable to endure the merciless path he had chosen Through it all, only one remained—Mary. She was the last tether to his shattered humanity, the one constant in his spiral of destruction. She was all he had left to protect, the only reminder of the man he used to be Confronted by the weight of his sins and the irreversible consequences of his actions, Ethan became known as The One Who Wished, a being who chased the impossible—atonement for an irredeemable past. Consumed by regret, he desperately sought a way to undo the damage he had wrought. Every effort proved fruitless, yet he pressed on, clinging to the faintest sliver of hope So at the face of an inevitable end, Ethan made his most desperate and selfish choice. He cursed Mary with a twisted form of immortality, one born of his own shattered dreams and unyielding desire to see her live on. It was a cruel gift, an unbreakable chain tying her to a future that he has failed to protect Though he expected her hatred and though he deserved her scorn, Ethan still dared to hope. Somewhere in the depths of his heart, he wished for her understanding, for her forgiveness. It was a foolish dream, but it was all he had left And so, Mary endured. Iteration after iteration, their destinies unfolded anew. With each cycle, they changed—growing, learning, diverging from the paths once thought inevitable. This time, they would rise to confront the sins of their past, the burdens of their present, and the sinners of countless timelines This time, Mary and Ethan would defy their predetermined fate. As they would face their irredeemable past and carve a new future from the wreckage of despair Though the question remained: Can they finally escape the chains of their shared torment and bring an end to the suffering that had consumed them for so long? Only time would tell ********************* I will be posting this on RoyalRoad.com

In the city of Lippershey, where shadows danced like specters and darkness reigned supreme, a fragile soul was about to be consumed by the very evil that lurked within its walls. Madeline, a beautiful and compassionate young girl, was sold into bondage to Lord Damien, a man whose wealth and influence were matched only by his ruthless ambition. As she left behind the only life she had ever known, Madeline's heart was shattered into a million pieces, like delicate glass dropped onto unforgiving stone. The memories of her family, her friends, and her freedom were all that remained, echoes of a life that was slowly fading into oblivion. Lord Damien's estate loomed before her, a monolith of opulence and excess, its grandeur a cruel mockery of the despair that lurked within its walls. As Madeline stepped across its threshold, she felt the weight of her chains settle heavy upon her shoulders, the cold metal a bitter reminder of her newfound status as a slave. But Madeline was not one to be broken easily. A spark of defiance still flickered within her, a flame that burned brighter with every passing moment. She vowed to survive, to endure the unimaginable horrors that lay ahead, and to one day escape the clutches of the monster who now held her captive. Yet, as she gazed into the dark, unfathomable eyes of Lord Damien, Madeline felt an icy dread creep over her. For in those eyes, she saw a glimmer of something far more sinister, something that threatened to consume her very soul. And then, there was Evan Wilhelm, the mafia prince's ruthless rival, who watched from the shadows, his eyes fixed upon Madeline with an unnerving intensity. His presence seemed to whisper a haunting promise: her fate was already sealed, and her future was shrouded in an impenetrable darkness. As the doors to her prison closed behind her, Madeline realized that she was trapped in a living nightmare, with no escape from the horrors that awaited her. And in that moment, she knew that she was doomed to become a pawn in a deadly game of power and deception, where the stakes were her very life.

[COMPLETED] Arabella Donovan sacrificed her youth solely for her husband. However, he divorced her because she could not bear children for him, causing her great pain. Bella decided to disappear from his life. Five years later, she returned to the country with her adorable son. Her peaceful life started to get disturbed when her ex-husband chased her back the moment he found out she was giving birth to his son. But now, she wasn't the same Bella she used to be. She is an entirely different person. ***** "Boss, she's back!" "Who?" Tristan Sinclair asked while scribbling his signature across stacks of papers. "Your wife—" The assistant hesitated, watching Tristan closely. When he saw Tristan's furrowed brows, he corrected himself. "Sorry, I mean your ex-wife, Ms. Donovan. She's returned with a boy..." Tristan sighed, eyeing the contract before him.  After five years of searching, only to find out she's moved on, it feels hurt. But he couldn't avoid it. She deserves happiness with someone else. He'll take this loss.  "She deserves a new husband..." Tristan muttered, dismissing his assistant. "Boss, what I meant was the cute little boy. I think he's around four years old—" Tristan snapped. His head up, fixing his sharp gaze on his assistant. "I need you to arrange a DNA test for the kid. And get me her address!"  A glimmer appeared in his eyes as a smile slowly spread across his face. ______ Author Novel: 1. DAMN! I FALL IN LOVE WITH HIM (Completed) 2. The Bride Of Immortal Crown Prince (Completed) 3. Rebirth: Dancing In My Destiny (Completed) 4. The Billionaire's Genius Wife (Completed) 5. Rebirth As The Vampire Lord's Wife (Completed) 6. My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back (Completed) 7. Betrayed by Fiancé, Embraced by Hidden Tycoon (Completed) _____ How to contact me: >> Instagram account: authorpurplelight >> FB Page: Author_Purplelight >> Join my Discord Server: https://bit.ly/purplelightserver _____ Notes: The book cover belongs to the author. Please don't reuse it!

It did not matter who you were. A noble’s blood, a scholar’s wisdom, a merchant’s wealth—none of it meant a damn thing inside the dungeons. Once you stepped beyond those gates, past the threshold where light faded and the unknown swallowed all, there was only one truth that mattered. The strong ruled. The weak perished. It did not matter if you were a prince or a beggar, a decorated warrior or a nameless fool. The dungeon did not care. It did not discriminate. It only tested, again and again, until your bones lay among the countless others who had thought themselves worthy. For most, dungeon diving was not a choice—it was survival. In this city of towering walls and endless ambition, men and women bled for the chance to carve their names into history. They fought for coin, for glory, for the slim chance of rising above their station. They fought because, in Dragnir, power was the only thing that truly mattered. Some dove for wealth, their eyes glimmering with the promise of fortune buried in the depths. Others sought fame, desperate for their names to be whispered in awe, their deeds recorded in legend. And then there were those who fought for power—not for riches, not for glory, but for strength itself. Because in the end, power was the only thing that meant anything. And so, they fought. Again and again, against monsters that never died, in dungeons that never emptied. They struggled, they endured, they bled, and still, the dungeons called for more. For some, the call was a curse. For others, a promise. But no matter the reason, no matter their fate—once they stepped inside, they belonged to the dungeon. And the dungeons… never let go. Right Dungeons, because it's not only one but Three of them with different kinds of hell to offer, will you dive?.

In a shattered world where ancient dungeons emit magic energy, powerful warlords vie for dominance, and the air crackles with old curses, Xiaoya Feng walks a treacherous line between destruction and godhood. Orphaned at the age of twelve when mercenaries burned her village, Xiaoya holds on to two legacies from her dying mother: a jade pendant in the form of a crescent moon that reminds her to survive at all costs. . . . Xiaoya (age 15); "Mama, please get up! We have to run!" Her small hands shake as she presses on the wound in her mother's chest, the warm stickiness spreading through her fingers. The earth shakes; Another explosion? Mercenaries? Demons? She didn't look. Li Feng choked her blood. "Listen… Xiao-ya. The strong… they do not triumph. The clever do. You… survive. Promise me." A cough cuts into her words. Blood splatters across Xiaoya's cheeks. Xiaoya Feng Cried. "I-I'll carry you! There's a healer in the next valley—" "No." Li Feng's fingers wrap around Xiaoya's wrist, cold as winter steel. "Take the pendant. Hide it. Let them see you as weak… until you strike back." The jade glimmers in the firelight, its edges razor-sharp enough to draw blood. Xiaoya's tears dry upon contact with the burned earth. Li Feng whispered in a low voice. "Live. Not just… survive. Live. Find joy. Promise—" The hand goes slack as she dies. Far away, a man laughs which was like a deep, greasy sound as footsteps close in on the hut. Xiaoya Feng didn't not moved. She does not breathe. Her mother's eyes look past her, and flames dance in them like wicked spirits. 'Survive.' She threads the pendant's chain around her neck. It burns her skin. 'Live.' A shadow falls in the doorway: a mercenary captain, his armor shining with borrowed trinkets. Xiaoya does not beg or scream. She looks him in the eye and allows her voice to shake, becoming the frightened child she is meant to be. Xiaoya Feng whispered. "P-please… don't hurt me." The captain smiles broadly, sheathing his sword. "Aww, little rabbit. I'll make it qui-" Her fingers wrap around the dagger concealed in her mother's sash. Strike! Present Day (Whispered Memory): Xiaoya touches the pendant at her throat, its edge still sharp. Survive. Live. These orders war within her heart as she gazes into the emptiness of a dungeon, its darkness resonating with promises of power… and destruction. "Ordinary," she says as she readjusted her herb-gatherer's cloak. "Just an ordinary day." The lie burns like ashes. But lies, like daggers, cut the deepest when they go unnoticed. -- P.S - Romance? I don't think I will add this element but if I do then not much... Romance isn't my first priority.

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Tom Crowley is a man at the bottom, crushed by a society that worships the powerful and awakened knights. As the eldest son of a prestigious family, he is ridiculed for his lack of abilities, overshadowed by his siblings who have all joined the knights. After his mother, the only person who ever defended him, dies in a tragic battle between the knights, Tom is left broken, consumed by guilt and anger. But in his darkest moment, he awakens a power long sealed within him, an inheritance from an ancient, vengeful elder knight who once sought to conquer the world. With newfound abilities that allow him to manipulate minds and cause destruction, Tom embarks on a path of revenge. He silently wages war on the knights, sowing chaos from the shadows while hiding in plain sight as a lowly cleaner in their faction. Unknown to him, his youngest brother, is now destined to inherit the power of the hero knight—awakens to stop the rising darkness. As brother faces brother, the city was now on the brink of collapse, torn between the dark force growing within Tom and the last glimmer of hope embodied by his sibling. In this tale, the lines between hero and villain blur, as Tom battles both his enemies and the demons of his past, transforming from a powerless man into the very thing society fears most.

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

More than a decade ago, the fabric of reality was torn apart, and a series of pathways appeared, connecting our world to another dimension. These pathways, known as the "Gates," ushered in untold horrors from the other side. Bizarre creatures, known as "Magic Beasts," began to pour through the Gates, wreaking havoc on our world. These monsters proved immune to conventional weaponry, and humanity was on the brink of collapse. But in the midst of chaos, a glimmer of hope emerged. Some humans awakened to abilities that allowed them to combat the Magic Beasts. These individuals were known as "Hunters." The magic coursing through each Hunter determined their rank, which was classified into a strict hierarchy: - E-Rank: The lowest level, considered the weakest of all Hunters. - D-Rank: A slight step up from E-Rank, but still considered relatively weak. - C-Rank: A moderate level of strength, but still far from the top. - B-Rank: A significant increase in power, with Hunters at this level considered formidable opponents. - A-Rank: The highest level of strength among mortal Hunters. - S-Rank: A legendary level of power, with only a handful of Hunters reaching this rank. - National Hunter: A title given to Hunters who have achieved a level of strength and recognition on a national scale. - Legendary Hunter: A title reserved for Hunters who have achieved unparalleled strength and fame. - Apex Hunter: A title given to Hunters who have surpassed even the Legendary Hunters in terms of strength and ability. - Demi-God Hunter: A title given to Hunters who have achieved a level of strength and power that is beyond human comprehension. - Semi-God Hunter: A title reserved for Hunters who have transcended even the Demi-God Hunters, possessing abilities that are nearly divine. - God Rank Hunter: A title given to Hunters who have achieved true godhood, possessing unparalleled strength and power. - Omnipotence Hunter: A title reserved for Hunters who have achieved absolute omnipotence, possessing limitless power and ability to manipulate reality itself. - Beyond Hunter: A title given to Hunters who have surpassed even the Omnipotence Hunters, possessing abilities that defy human understanding. - Infinite/Limitless Hunter: A title reserved for Hunters who have achieved true infinity, possessing limitless strength and power. The catch was that no amount of training could improve a Hunter's power once it awakened. A Hunter's strength and rank were set from day one, and they would remain at that level forever. In a world where Hunters were the only ones who could protect humanity from the Magic Beasts, the hierarchy of Hunter ranks was a harsh reality. Those who were born with weaker abilities were often relegated to the sidelines, while those with stronger abilities were revered as heroes. But in a world where strength was everything, what did it mean to be weak?

Maria’s life unfolds as a poignant tale of love, betrayal, despair, and ultimate redemption. Her journey begins in the simplicity of her early twenties, shaped by the humble values of her modest upbringing. Maria is an intelligent and driven young woman, studying on a scholarship at an elite college where she meets Ryan, a charismatic and wealthy young man. Ryan’s charm sweeps Maria off her feet, and she is drawn into a world of luxury and privilege that is far removed from her own. Their friendship blossoms into a deep romance, and Maria believes she has found the love of her life. As their love story progresses, the differences in their social backgrounds become more apparent. Ryan’s family disapproves of their relationship, while Maria’s parents, though supportive of her happiness, worry about the challenges of such a union. Ignoring their warnings, Maria dreams of a future with Ryan, one filled with love and understanding. However, life has other plans. Ryan’s father cuts off his financial support, thrusting the couple into an unanticipated financial crisis. The reality of living without wealth proves to be too much for Ryan, who struggles to adapt. Maria, who believed in the strength of their love, is devastated when Ryan abandons her, leaving her to face their hardships alone. This betrayal shatters her heart and forces her into survival mode. Alone and vulnerable, Maria searches desperately for a way to support herself. With no stable job and mounting expenses, she is lured into the dark world of prostitution. The decision is not one she makes lightly, but desperation leaves her with no alternatives. The days blur into nights as Maria struggles to reconcile the choices she’s made. Her shame and guilt grow heavier, but she feels trapped in a cycle she cannot break. One fateful evening, Maria meets Father Robert, a compassionate priest who sees beyond her broken exterior. He offers her not just guidance but a way to reclaim her life. Father Robert’s unwavering kindness and nonjudgmental demeanor spark something in Maria—a faint glimmer of hope. Over time, he helps her confront her past, offering her the chance to leave behind the darkness and embrace the light of redemption. Through his support, Maria begins a profound transformation. She renounces her past and decides to dedicate herself to God. Joining a convent, she finds solace in the peace and discipline of her new life. Maria becomes Sister Mary, a devout nun committed to serving others. For the first time in years, she feels a sense of purpose and belonging. Her work with the poor and the needy brings her a fulfillment she never thought possible. Yet, life has more twists in store for Maria. An unexpected encounter with Aisha, a childhood friend from her college days, reawakens questions Maria thought she had answered. Aisha, now a devout Muslim, shares her journey to Islam, describing the peace and clarity it has brought her. Intrigued, Maria begins to explore Islamic teachings. The Qur'an’s emphasis on justice, mercy, and surrender to God’s will resonates deeply with her. As Maria delves deeper into Islam, she finds answers to questions that have lingered in her heart for years. Slowly but surely, the pull toward this faith becomes undeniable. After months of reflection, Maria decides to embrace Islam. Taking the name Maryam, she starts her journey as a Muslim woman, determined to begin anew once again. As Maryam, she immerses herself in learning and spiritual growth. She attends study circles, reads extensively, and consults Islamic scholars. Her past, though painful, becomes a source of strength and inspiration for others. Maryam’s courage in sharing her story empowers countless women facing their own struggles. She becomes a mentor and a role model, embodying the power of faith and resilience.

Stranded. Adrift, in this godforsaken land—where the sky stretches too wide, the earth feels too foreign, and the moon above is a quiet witness to your solitude. Vast emerald forests stretch beyond the horizon, endless oceans whisper secrets to the wind, and mighty empires rise and fall in splendor, power, and ruin. Even magic—fleeting, elusive, a mere glimmer in the dark—still lingers. Just enough to tempt the desperate and the dreamers alike. This world calls to you, sings sweet promises, lures you in—until you’re ensnared, bound, lost to it forever. It is beautiful. Breathtaking. And yet, it grinds you down. Bit by bit, like the tide wears away stone. For in this world, no matter how far you run, no matter how far you wander—the road ahead is always paved with violence. There is no mercy. No escape. Only the slow, inevitable descent.

Jayden, a teenager from America, moves to Mombasa to live with his grandmother and learn about the culture where he was born. Adjusting to life in a new environment, Jayden struggles with routines and expectations. His first day of school sets the stage for a dramatic encounter. After staying up all night playing video games, he wakes up late and rushes to class. On his way, he stumbles upon Ali, a fellow student, being beaten by a group of bullies. Despite being new and knowing no one, Jayden intervenes, showcasing impressive fighting skills as he takes down the attackers. Ali is shocked that someone would help him, especially since most of their schoolmates ostracize him, seeing him as a troublemaker. Jayden, however, recognizes Ali’s situation and offers him advice, urging him not to let himself be a target again. The brief but intense encounter sparks an unexpected connection between the two boys. At school, Jayden is further introduced to his classmates, including Digler, a new transfer student from Nairobi. Digler is bold, charismatic, and unapologetically confident, immediately drawing attention. He takes a seat beside Jayden and strikes up a conversation, showing interest in Jayden’s background and life in America. Digler’s casual charm hides a deeper layer of unpredictability, as he is known to have a reputation for trouble. Throughout the day, Digler’s carefree and rebellious attitude contrasts with Ali’s reserved and cautious nature. While Jayden begins to form a bond with Digler, Ali remains skeptical, warning Jayden to be careful around him. Ali’s wariness stems from his own experiences with people who exude charm but bring chaos. As the three boys navigate the dynamics of their new friendship, the story highlights their individual struggles and personalities. Jayden, still adjusting to his new environment, shows a natural ability to connect with people through his actions rather than words. Ali, who is used to being judged harshly, begins to see a glimmer of hope in the possibility of genuine friendship. Digler, meanwhile, remains an enigma, with his playful demeanor masking the potential for deeper conflicts or alliances. Set against the vibrant backdrop of Mombasa, the story explores themes of identity, trust, and belonging. Each boy brings a unique perspective shaped by their past experiences, and their interactions challenge them to confront their own assumptions and fears. Jayden’s journey from a quiet, isolated individual to someone willing to stand up for others sets the tone for a narrative that promises growth, camaraderie, and unexpected challenges ahead. With Jayden, Ali, and Digler all sharing the same classroom, their intersecting paths hint at a developing story of friendship, rivalry, and the trials of navigating life as teenagers in a culturally rich yet complicated environment of thugs.

Princess Meera, once the epitome of grace and happiness, now finds herself shattered after the tragic demise of her beloved father, Vikram Singh Rajput. The weight of grief and unanswered questions burdens her heart, leaving her family, she leaves for New York for 5 years. But glimmer of hope emerges in the form Dema Elegants, who heads a renowned jewelry company. When she returned back to India to attend her cousin brother's marriage, she was dragged into the royal mess again. Driven by her relentless pursuit of truth, embarks on a mission to uncover the real reasons behind the mysterious death of Meera's father. Little does she know that her path will intertwine with the lives of the royal family, including the king himself, Armaan. Despite his immense wealth and success, he is known for his ruthless demeanor and arrogance, especially towards Meera, his former fiancée who was the reason why he lost the love of his life. As what he thinks of. .....Once childhood sweethearts, Meera and Armaan's love story took an unfortunate turn, transforming their affection into deep-rooted resentment. Will they be able to solve the murder case and find the real culprit? The murderer of Meera's father.

Michael is the heir to the Bailon dynasty, a dynasty so expansive and rich the controlled half of Karmos City. His birth changed the lines of succession causing discontent and enemies in the Bailon family. All the while memories from his past life as an Archangel start to come back causing serious "episodes" in their wake. He is caught in between a war of succession that threatens his life, while also re-discovering his light powers that have now somehow changed. Celestial beasts arise out of nowhere creatures that shouldn't exist, yet they do and while dangerous, he discovers that they are his ticket to restoring his powers even acquiring the mystic gifts these monsters possess. Something horrible glimmers at the edge of his consciousness an event so catastrophic he left heaven in order to avoid it or prepare for it? A mission he embarked to bring Lucifer back however that has now changed his new mission wasn't to bring back his brethren rather he needed to kill Lucifer, and let the apocalypse happen. Excerpt: Prologue “A feathered wooden arrow shaft sticks out of my chest, black silky soft things why do they put them there anyway? Not that it matters. Dark red blood pools where the golden tipped arrow struck the chest pulverizing a rib tearing soft lung tissue underneath, breathing is difficult, extremely painful even. Lying on the ground a surface too soft and plain to be natural, blood continues to farther pool at my back, the celestial arrow must have gone through completely.” You will die Michael if you go on this journey You will die The warm fluid spreads under him almost a comforting presence except for the excruciating pain that comes with the open wound. “Humans! I thought they would love me” A labored chuckle ‘Yet here I am dying as a result of my arrogance, in retro-respect them killing each other ceaselessly should have been sign enough but no I had to heal them!’ strangely he wasn’t angry Elderine’s words reverberated endlessly in his mind. You will die You will die The sky shines twilight in the cloudy afternoon it would rain soon ‘Maybe it will wash away the blood, how optimistic of me.’ Blood continues to pour out ‘Michael the Arch-angel foiled by his kin and humans! Would make for a great poem I want to hear it.’ ‘How would it start…hmm…’ He groaned, life continued to flow out of him endlessly with every drop of his immortal blood. You will die A tear dropped from a corner of his eye down the side of his face, ‘Were angels capable of that? I guess so’ Another tear came out then more flowed out in pain, surprisingly he wasn’t crying because he was sad for himself, he had known his fate from the day he left heaven, but for those he couldn’t save, they had to suffer and die due to his recklessness he wouldn’t forgive himself or those who caused it “Elina…...Eva” he tried to shout raspy sounds came from his lips. You will die, You will return stronger than before. Soon he could not breathe any more, the Light became darkness. PS: just thought i should add this part this story does not in any way contravene or involve any type of religion, references to a religion if any are purely for fictional purposes, I do not intend to disrespect anyone.