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Eclipse of Fire & Wings

In a world where fire and destiny intertwine, Vihan, a warrior forged in the flames of betrayal, carries the weight of his past like an unshakable shadow. Haunted by a love that turned to ash, he has spent years fighting battles that could never truly heal him. When a vision of an ethereal woman—a healer bathed in gold and sapphire—pierces the veil of his dreams, everything he thought he knew begins to crumble. Aaravi has spent her life giving—her hands mending wounds, her voice soothing the lost, her heart offering warmth to those who never returned it. She has healed warriors, kings, and strangers alike, yet no one has ever stopped to see her. When a fire-bound soul enters her dreams, calling her to a fate she cannot ignore, she begins to question whether she, too, is meant to be saved. As their paths draw ever closer, Vihan and Aaravi find themselves caught in a force greater than themselves—a connection woven in the unseen threads of fate. But the past is not so easily left behind. Ghosts of former loves, burdens carried for too long, and a world on the brink of change threaten to tear them apart before they ever have the chance to truly collide. Bound by fire, healed by love, and tested by destiny, can two souls who have only ever given to others finally take for themselves? Eclipse of Fire & Wings is a fantasy romantic adventure filled with passion, fate, and the unbreakable bond between a warrior and a healer who must first heal themselves before they can claim each other.
Kanna_the_Healer · 2K Views

The Harp of Tasoula

When Elias wakes in a cave deep in the desert, his memories are lost—until a song rises unbidden, stirring something ancient within him. The melody unlocks his past, revealing a single, burning purpose: vengeance. His wife was murdered, and the woman responsible—Seraphine, the Veil-Singer—must pay the price. Armed with a mysterious harp of forgotten power, Elias embarks on a journey across a world teetering on the edge of ruin. What begins as a personal mission for retribution soon unravels into something far greater. The harp’s music does not merely recall memories—it rewrites fate, bending reality itself. And Elias is not the only one who seeks to control it. As he gathers unlikely allies—a rogue with secrets of her own, a storyteller who knows too much, and a woman tied to the Veil’s hidden truths—Elias discovers that the harp was once used to shape the world. Its final song was left unfinished, and now, the forces that once wielded it are stirring from their slumber. When Elias finally confronts Seraphine, he realizes too late that their battle was only the first note in a much larger symphony. The harp’s awakening has called to something older than gods, something that was never meant to return. Now, the fate of the world rests on a song yet to be written. As war looms and the fabric of reality begins to fray, Elias must make an impossible choice: continue his path of vengeance or wield the harp to mend the song of creation before it is lost forever. But fate is never so easily played. And some songs demand a terrible price. The Harp of Tasoula is a sweeping epic of fate, music, and redemption. It is a story of vengeance turned destiny, and a melody that will echo beyond the end of time.
Faizah_Silk · 1.1K Views

Veilthorn

In the shadow-cloaked village of Thorn Hollow, where the woods hum with secrets and children vanish into the dark, seventeen-year-old Elara Veyne is cursed twice over: by the villagers who blame her for every withered crop and empty cradle, and by the Thorn Pendant she wears—a relic of her mother’s disappearance, now pulsing with a corrupting heat. When the forest’s whispers sharpen into a song only she can hear, Elara defies the mob’s fury to follow it, dragging along Kael, the blacksmith’s sardonic son, whose loyalty is as much a mystery as the Veil itself. What they find is no mere nightmare. A forgotten temple, slick with ancient blood, reveals a truth that claws at Elara’s veins: her mother was no victim, but a traitor. The Veil, a living barrier between worlds, is fraying, and the Veyne women have always been its keepers—each generation bound by thorn and sacrifice to weave its thread. Now, the same rot that devoured Elara’s mother spreads through her, blackening her blood, as Shadowfangs stalk the woods and the stolen children scream from beyond the Veil. To mend it, Elara must become the anchor her ancestors feared, her soul stitched into the thorns. But the Veil is no lifeless wall. It hungers. It remembers. And it whispers promises: of power, of vengeance, of a truth that could unravel Kael’s faith and turn Elara’s sacrifice into a weapon for the twisted gods who crave the Veil’s fall. The deeper they dig, the clearer the choice—bleed for a world that hates her, or let it burn. But some secrets are sharp enough to cut both ways.
Mene_Endojin · 1.3K Views

Vessel of Shadows

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7
wisp_novels · 25.8K Views

Unconditional Love ♡

Avery Everton has finally made it—St. Lawrence College, the place of her dreams. Excited for a fresh start, she’s ready to embrace new friendships, experiences, and everything this chapter has to offer. But what she never expected? Her assigned roommate isn’t just anyone—it’s a guy. And not just any guy. Shawn Carter is everything Avery isn't. Arrogant, distant, and infuriatingly ungrateful, he turns her world upside down from day one. Their clashing personalities make dorm life feel like a battlefield, but beneath all the tension, something unexpected starts to bloom. With every argument, every accidental moment of vulnerability, and every stolen glance, their story twists and turns in ways neither of them saw coming. Will this unlikely duo find love in their chaos, or will their differences tear them apart? In a whirlwind of emotions, unexpected connections, and undeniable chemistry, Avery and Shawn’s journey is one you won’t want to miss. Discord: Aitneony#5334 Check out my previous novel which is currently paused but will try to continue soon. Hopefully you guys will support me along the way. . . . A part from the story . I wake up as I hear someone enter the room. Its so dark that I can't even see anything. "What are you doing in my room?" I hear someone ask. Crap! It's a guy and his voice is so deep and... adorable. Sh*t! What am I even thinking? "This is my room and what are you doing here?!" I ask him. The guy turn on the light and now I can see him too. He's cute though. "Well this is my room too. I guess we're roommates", he frowns. "It happens so rarely. God! I now had to go through this?" What's with that face? As if I want to stay with him? NO! Damn! I forgot to talk with the principal. "Do you wanna tag along? I'm meeting the principal." "NO, thanks. Suit yourself getting a negative answer", he laughs. "Why are you laughing? I didn't say anything funny" "I know how that asshole principal is. That's why" he walks towards the washroom as he says.
Aitneony · 2.2K Views

The Nexus Developer: Akashic Records System

Forty-eight years after the Convergence, the world still struggles to adapt to the drastic changes brought by mystical portals that unleashed mana and supernatural creatures. In District 43 (Grande Bangu), Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, young Arcanist Angelina Silva emerges as a beacon of hope amidst the darkness of corruption and conflict. One day, Angelina awakens with memories of her counterpart from a world untouched by the horrors of the Convergence and unlocks access to the Akashic System, a vast network of knowledge from the multiverse. Determined to revive pop culture and restore the quality of films and games now reduced to mediocre productions, Angelina uses her magical abilities to create works that inspire and empower. Facing the constant threat of being snatched by the militia led by the fearsome Big Z, Angelina finds strength and support in her allies Rafael "Rafa" Mendes, a dual-class Rogue-Ranger Manauser, and Miguel “Mike” Antunes Rodrigues, a protective arcane guardian. Together, they embark on an epic journey to develop a revolutionary game that awakens latent Manausers and inspires resistance against oppressive forces. But the challenges are many. In a scenario where magic, technology, and the power of imagination intertwine and complement each other, Angelina's struggle to turn her creative vision into reality is a constant battle against corruption, oppression, and the adversities of the post-Convergence world. "The Nexus Developer: Akashic Records System" is a tale of resistance, creativity, and friendship, where the power of imagination, magic, and technology unite in understanding humanity's resilience in a world in ruins. Follow Angelina Silva on her mission to revitalize pop culture and uncover the hidden secrets of a universe full of mysteries and endless possibilities. Get ready for an engaging narrative that explores the strength of the human spirit, the importance of art, and the magic that can be found in every act of creation. --- Patreon: Anjels Link: patreon.com/Anjels
Angellunnares · 4.8K Views

Paradox : The hidden history

It was shocking for everyone to find out that they could suddenly perform 'witchcrafts' or atleast that's what they had called them in the initial days. Until people realising it's a cursed gift to the humanity. Like a rose.Prophetic words of the chosen one spread among the people. That one day the one to have been the most different would either banish the cursed gift or preserve it with destruction. People would stay calm only for a while. After all there's only so much one can control when every single human is granted with powers. So the rebellions start. The ones which tried to assassinate the royals. And the ones who just finally wanted freedom. But there would also always be a saviour. But when the gift is cursed.... So is the knight in shining armour. For, the armour will be tainted in blood. Blood that couldn't be washed away even with the blade. Or flowers. Or the honour of the ruler. Time can only numb the itch caused from the thorns on the rose. Time named this cursed gift as 'domains' as people honed their powers into daily uses. Passing their knowledge to the next generations.... Until death meets time. But alas, death would meet time when peace is bestowed when war is stopped. But the war? Oh it would never stop. Alliances can be made to break and mend over and over but the war would never stop. Or At least not until the crows took a taste of everything it had to offer. After all, crows are the means for death to meet time. The hopes for chosen one would be barely hanging in the void..... until the different one finally makes the appearance. And so does hope. And so does war.
Rey_Ragano · 0 Views
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