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Cellar Graveyard Keeper

The Ashvattha Tournament

In the heart of modern India, a legendary underground tournament is held once a decade—The Ashvattha Tournament. It is no ordinary competition; fighters enter the arena not just with martial prowess but with Divine Marks, supernatural abilities granted by forming contracts with ancient gods, legendary warriors, or forgotten spirits. Aarav Sen, a rebellious street fighter, enters the tournament with one goal: to find his missing sister, who vanished after the last tournament. But as he fights his way through brutal rounds against warriors wielding the power of deities, he discovers the tournament is a front for something far older and more sinister. The tournament is controlled by The Keepers, a shadowy organization that claims to maintain balance between gods, humans, and the unseen forces that shape history. However, factions within the tournament—rogue demigods, vengeful emperors, and forgotten deities—are vying for control, each with their own vision for the world. As Aarav delves deeper, he learns that the tournament’s winner does not just claim glory—they decide the fate of the world. With each fight, he uncovers the hidden war brewing between gods, emperors, and celestial forces beyond mortal comprehension. Torn between vengeance, love, and the weight of destiny, Aarav must face the ultimate question: Will he become a champion of fate, or will he shatter the cycle of divine rule? Themes & Elements Indian Mythology & History: Gods, legendary warriors, and emperors from history return through supernatural contracts. Martial Arts & Supernatural Abilities: Fighters use a mix of hand-to-hand combat and divine techniques granted by their Divine Marks. High-Stakes Tournament: Intense one-on-one battles, betrayals, and shifting alliances. Hidden War Between Gods & Emperors: The tournament hides a deeper conflict between those who once ruled and those who seek to rise. Mystery & Adventure: Aarav’s journey leads him through ancient temples, lost cities, and secret societies tied to India’s past. Romance & Tragedy: Forbidden love, rivalries, and the emotional cost of power.
Elsar1975 · 1K Views

I am not a keeper of mysteries

Kaelan Mercer is a young and passionate teacher, freshly graduated and eager to inspire the next generation. However, his world is irrevocably shattered when he loses his only family member, his father, thrusting him into a chasm of grief. In a desperate attempt to bring his father back, Kaelan searches for the fabled "Grimoire of Revival," a mysterious tome rumored to possess the secrets of resurrection. During his relentless search, Kaelan stumbles upon an ancient library, where he accidentally activates the powerful magic within the book. To his dismay, he learns that the grimoire is not what it seemed—it is an ancient artifact of outworld magic that transports him to Starren, a vibrant realm brimming with magic and extraordinary beings, rather than providing the resurrection he sought. Upon his unexpected arrival at Aster Light Academy, the inhabitants mistakenly view him as a figure of immense power. In Starren, those of lower magical rank cannot sense the abilities of those higher than themselves, and Kaelan, devoid of any magical capabilities, is perceived as a powerful being beyond their comprehension. Amidst the admiration and reverence from students and faculty alike, he grapples with the weight of expectation and the façade he must maintain as an alleged paragon of strength. As he navigates the complexities of his new life, Kaelan is painfully aware that he is the weakest entity in the entire academy, vulnerable and in danger at every moment. Though he strives to honor his father's legacy and live a fruitful life in his place, he is burdened by the crushing pressure of his secret—that his supposed magic is nothing more than an illusion. Determined to uncover the true nature of magic and the secrets held within the Grimoire’s ancient power, Kaelan learns that understanding oneself can be more challenging than unraveling the mysteries of the arcane. Join him on a journey filled with humor, heart, and self-discovery, where the most powerful magic lies not in spells or illusions, but in the strength of the spirit and the bonds we forge along the way.
OnlyForK · 3.4K Views

Brimful Depravation

Front Page Was NAÍNDRA NUXINUS Whoever is the Pussy Weak-Minded Person Responsible For The Removal Of My Cover I Hope Life Is Good To You Because Karma Is A Bitch… The world is dangerous, yet, there is beauty in the chaos if you learn how to appreciate it. The "Imperishable", Entities Above Everything Else, understood this undeniable truth eons ago, gifting to the Mortals a few tools to overcome the challenges across their lives. With this, amusing their own boring existences, looking with enthusiasm what new story could unfold, or if the same mistakes would be done once again but by a different person. The First Gift, is "Shards", called "Cards" by some, this otorgue instant rewards when you exchange them in an "Imperishable Monolith". The Second Gift, is the mentioned structure, capable of craft almost anything if you have the recipe, blueprint and the required materials and ingredients, a true aberration depending on who you ask. The Third Gift, is the "Perennence", with a 100 you won't Die if you are slain, you simply would "Respawn" in a "Memory Hall", making you partially Immortal, because as long as you have 1 of Perennence, you wouldn't be really dead, and someone else can "Revive" you by providing the missing resource. However, this comes with a drawback, you become a "Servant" of the person or thing that save your life, at least until you repay the Perennence plus an Interest of 50%. The Fourth Gift, is "The Memory Hall", unfortunately, they had an evil twin, "The Howling Wall", which are created in places that had seen too many "Take Downs" in a short span of time; Differently to the prodigal twin, you must have a minimum of 25 Perennence to be Respawned, otherwise, at best, you become an Immaterial entity, similar to a ghost, if not, a mindless beast or a simple Drone for a Hive Mind is not far fetched. Lastly, The Fifth Gift, is divided in three concepts, "Repercussion", "Traits" and "Work", being the last, one of the most unfair of all the Gifts, as you can't change your Work under any circumstances, which applies even for "The Imperishable". But the Gifts don't come for free, as they attract a series of weird creatures from unknown territories, sprouting the so called "Graveyards", "Factories", "Hives", "Nests", "Lairs", "Crops" and "Farms" across the entire world of "Leathemnur". NO CHEATS NO PLOT ARMOR NO VANILLA EASY LIFE DON'T GET FOOLED BY THE START A FAIR SHARE OF: ACTION BEAUTIES MYSTERIES A WHOLE LOT OF: SMUT BONDING INDECENCY COMMENT FOR: KINKS DOUBTS SUGGESTIONS Additional Information: I would try and publish TWO or even THREE Chapters a Day, and TWO up to SEVEN Chapters on Sundays, of course, it would depend entirely on my current schedule IRL. My Personal Goal is Publish between 15 up to 25 Chapters every week. English is not my first language, that is why, any mistake I made across the story, feel free to point it out for me to correct it as soon as possible.
Marshack · 185.1K Views

Avery's Game Of Revenge

"I WILL MAKE THEM ALL REGRET THE DAY THEY MET ME! I WILL MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE NEVER BORN! AND I WILL MAKE THEM HATE THE DAY THEY THOUGHT OF BETRAYING ME!" "You will, Sweetie. And I'll help you with that..." Those were the last words Avery spoke and heard before passing out in her bloody red wedding gown, on the same day she was supposed to marry her boyfriend from senior high school. ~~ Avery McCallum, the sole heiress and president of the McCallum Group of Companies, had her whole family wiped out on her wedding day. Framed for her grandfather's murder and stripped of her position, Avery vows to take revenge on those who wronged her. But her powerless state seems to mock her determination. Enter Archibald Donovan. She used to hate the devilishly hot and narcissistic chairman of the A² Corp who also happened to be her older brother's best friend, but when consumed with the need to take revenge, she begged him to marry her in return for fulfilling a long list of conditions. Archie agrees, and a month later, Avery re-emerges as Ava Donovan, a rising actress and the wife of the most powerful man in the country. With her newfound status, Avery systematically destroys her adversaries, uncovering dark secrets and hidden agendas along the way. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her new life, she must confront the truth about her family's past and at the end of it all, come back to him. She owed him after all... ~ EXCERPT Archie's eyes darkened when he saw her stumbling out of the wine cellar, a bottle of wine in one hand and her night robe, in the other. She was literally half naked. "Hey..." her greeting came out in a slur, and that was all he needed to know she was drunk. Very drunk, at that. "Why?" he asked simply, knowing she would interpret his question as she usually did. "I...I visited them today. The flowers on their stones were already wilted and...and...it broke me. I wanted to be happy and at the same time, I wanted to cry," Avery replied, inhaling short wisps of air before she continued, "Then I found the cellar." "Did it work?" She shook her head slowly in reply, lifting her head up in time to see a mischievous smirk curl on his lips. "Don't be sad, Baby girl. I happen to know a way to make you cry and keep you excited at the same time," he said. "Really?" "Wanna try it, Mama?" Avery nodded, slowly but firmly as he closed the distance between them. As he promised, she did cry...in pleasure. Note: This book is participating in the Cupid's Quill Contest. Your support is highly appreciated!
Krepsore07 · 311.2K Views

The Tower of Destiny

The Legend of the Seven Fates… There once was an ancient library filled with all the knowledge in the world. The keepers of that library were the fates.       The fates were named Regalia, Clara, Melodie, Amara, Mia, Desirae, and Gailia. The fates were tasked with knitting scarves for the destiny of all mortals with plain material like wool, cotton, and yarn. One day the fates get an anonymous gift and the youngest fate, Gailia opens it.       Since Gailia is a fabled fate, fearless and immortal, she pulls on the string of the glowing box without caring to read the letter that was sent along with it. Gailia sees a glittering purple silk laying in the box and quickly stops knitting her boring destinies to make her new masterpiece.       As Gailia knits her new scarf Desirae, the sixth fate, takes note and decides she wants a masterpiece too. So Desirae stops knitting her plain cotton destiny and chooses a sparkling sapphire silk instead.      Mia, the fifth fate, walks by while knitting her almost finished yarn scarf and is drawn to a fiery looking carnelian. Mia sits down next to her two sisters and starts to finish this nearly finished scarf with the new and energetic carnelian.      But the fourth fate, Amara, is tired of not getting enough attention as the middle most fate. So Amara plans to knit her next mortal destiny as well as she can manage with a strong deep black diamond silk.       Melodie, the third fate, gasps at her sister’s neglect in knitting mortal destinies and grabs a deep emerald silk to show her older sisters. But the power in the silk overwhelms her and she instead collapses on the ground. Not knowing what else to do she skillfully knits a complex and delicate pattern into her newly acquired powerful jade silk.      Clara, the sixth fate, walks by and notices her sisters knitting something beautiful with a strange new material. Clara knows she’s never seen anything like these materials so she shouts for her eldest sister. Regalia, the oldest, knows what has happened and instantly goes over towards her younger siblings.       Regalia hopes that she can make it in time to stop Clara from falling into this trap as well. But as Regalia bursts into the library her skin turns pale. All of her younger siblings are knitting part of their lives into mortal destinies.  Even Clara is standing a few feet in front of Regalia knitting a destiny out of shining gold and silver. Regalia nods because her sisters have already chosen their paths.      Regalia wakes her sisters and picks up a dull and colorless grey silk that pulses with raw potential. The sisters know their mistake and follow Regalia as they knit a prophecy over top of the silks.       The seven fates knit a faith-filled prophecy out of the stable earthly silk and connect this to a place they call The Tower of Destiny. They write down that one day the chosen will unseal the library of knowledge at the top of The Tower.      They can only hope that whoever does this will be kind enough to revive them so that they can continue knitting mortals in order to save the world. Though as the sisters take their last breath before slumber that can’t help but have faith.
The_Ninth_Fate · 623 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 · 259 Views

The Day I Defied Extinction

Imagine you survived an asteroid impact—one that was supposed to wipe out humanity. The world you once knew is gone, reduced to fire, ruin, and silence. The streets that once bustled with life are now nothing more than graveyards of the past. You are one of the few left breathing, but survival is no victory. Nero never expected to live through the end of the world. A college student with nothing but shattered dreams, he wakes up buried beneath the wreckage of Manila, his body broken but alive. As he struggles to navigate the wasteland, he soon realizes that the asteroid carried more than destruction. A strange, pulsating purple substance seeps into the earth—killing some, but transforming others. Those who survive its touch gain abilities beyond human limits. Some call it a miracle. Others, a curse. But the real nightmare has just begun. With resources dwindling and desperation turning survivors against each other, Nero and his group are forced to leave their homeland, journeying to Korea in search of a future. What they find instead is a world teetering on the brink of something far worse than extinction. And when they uncover a massive dome in the heart of the United States—housing thousands of untouched, surviving humans—they believe they’ve found salvation. They were wrong. Inside the dome, society thrives, but at a terrible cost. To its people, those exposed to the purple substance are no longer human. They are abominations. Freaks. Unworthy of survival. But Nero refuses to accept their judgment. He did not defy extinction just to kneel. And if the world cannot accept what he has become… then he will carve a new future from its ashes.
NerooozZz · 1.3K Views

A Dangerous Obsession

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.
Donna_Sheldon · 106.2K Views

The Whispering Paradox

"History is a lie. Fate is a script. And I refuse to be just another forgotten page." In a world where reality is a fragile illusion, where history has been rewritten so many times that even the gods have forgotten the original truth, Xion Trinity Pendragon is an anomaly-an existence that should not be. Branded as a Paradox by the celestial rulers of the Divine Concord, Xion is hunted across the fractured remnants of time itself. But the deeper he runs, the more he begins to unravel a horrifying secret-he has existed before. And each time, he has failed. Fate itself seems set against him, but Xion refuses to be erased. Armed with Willbreaker, a weapon that nullifies and adapts to all forces, and guided by cryptic whispers from the Black Star Paradox, he embarks on a desperate quest to defy the cycle of destruction that has consumed countless versions of himself before. But he is not alone in this struggle. Clover, his once closest ally, now stands against him-believing that stopping Xion is the only way to prevent a catastrophe greater than any before. The Devourer Kingdom, a race of warriors that feed on the strength of their enemies, sees Xion as their unclaimed heir. And the Sealed Academies, the keepers of forbidden knowledge, whisper that the truth he seeks should never be known. As the cycle nears its breaking point, as betrayals, revelations, and impossible choices stack upon one another, Xion must face the ultimate question: If reality itself has already decided his fate... can he truly escape it? Or has he already lost?
Acreogoth · 1.3K Views
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