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Earth, thousands of years after the apocalypse. A boy with amnesia woke up in the middle of the Dregs, the worst part of Crimson Fungus City. The boy grows up and manages to become strong enough to pass an exam for one of the most prestigious jobs in existence, a Zephyx Extractor, someone that can harvest the powers of Specters. Zephyx Extractors have the power to travel kilometers in seconds, read minds, and destroy mountains. In this oppressive world, they are the only ones who can change their destiny. Sadly, the boy had already gained a power from a Specter in the past, which made him ineligible for the position. His dream was dead. Or was it? Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/EfePH46Aru If my patreon gets more than 1000€ per month, I will increase the word count of my chapters! Join my Patreon: patreon.com/user?u=27791050

Aylin Lancaster is cunning, resilient, and determined to escape the shackles of her past. After her mate, the Alpha, publicly rejects her, Aylin's ties to the pack are severed, setting her on a path to discover the truth about her sister's mysterious disappearance. Her journey takes her deep into rogue territory, where she seeks assistance from the feared rogue king, Tsar. But Tsar is not your average rogue. A curse as old as the Lycans lurks beneath his cold, battle-worn exterior. Every full moon, he transforms into an unstoppable force of destruction, a beast beyond control. Her presence is the only thing that soothes his rage, a mystery that keeps them together even as the world hunts them down. As their bond grows, so do the dangers around them. Aylin's sister's disappearance was not an accident. She had discovered a forbidden truth: the legend of the Moonborn Kings, a line of rulers so powerful that history conspired to wipe them out.

Rose stood defiantly, eyes locked onto his golden ones as she lifted the hem of her small top, exposing the smooth expanse of her stomach before peeling the fabric over her head. The red glittering bra shimmering under moonlight as if made for this very moment. She ignored the tremor of anticipation curling in her gut. None of that mattered. Not even the reckless haze of drugs clouding her thoughts. Tonight, she was in control. This was a mission. A mission to keep his attention solely on her so could save her friend from his curse. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts, her breath steadying when she saw him go rigid. Shoulders squared. Posture tensed. Not in fear. Not in disgust. But in something far sinister. His Interest. “Yes… feast your depraved little eyes and filthy mind on this,” she whispered, smirking as the shorts fell away, pooling at her ankles. The silky red thong clung to her hips, the moonlight accentuating every curve of her body. She flicked the discarded clothing aside, shifting her weight slightly as she let her nightly visitor drink in the sight of her naked glory. His posture no longer that of boredom. Good. That was exactly what she wanted. More like, what intoxicated, irrational Rose wanted. She twirled, giving him a deliberate view, rolling her hips just enough to torment. “Since you’ve made my life a living hell, I might as well return the favor.” She cast a wicked smile over her shoulder. “Consider this my gift to you—one you’ll never get to touch.” By the time she turned back, her stomach plummeted. He had moved. No longer a distant silhouette in the meadow—he now stood at the edge of her patio. Much closer and so much real. The thrill that had fueled her was fading slowly. Had she just made a mistake playing this game with her stalker? Swallowing hard, she lowered herself onto the chair, parting her bare legs wide and letting the wooden cross dangle before her barely covered cherry, in a taunt. A silent challenge. His fingers curled around the wooden rail, veins standing taut against the black ink of his tattoos. His chest rose and fell, controlled but heavier, as though restraining something barely contained beneath his skin. "Want a taste, my dear stalker?" Rose whispers She had him pinned. Or so she thought. Her shadowy visitor moves. Slow, deliberate steps leading closer. Panic slammed into her. No. Rose bolted upright, pressing the cross against the glass door separating them. “Stay back!” Her voice wavered a bit. “I swear, I’ll burn your stalking ass right where you stand!” He stilled. A beat of silence. Then— A low, quiet chuckle rumbled through the night air, reaching her ears like smoke. Deep and Dark. Her stomach twisted. The sound was foreign, yet eerily familiar. As if she had always known this was how he would sound. His hands rose in mock surrender, his hooded head tilting slightly, as if entertained by her little performance. Then, as effortlessly as he had closed the distance, he stepped back. Rose’s breath fastened. She was playing with fire, willingly, by provoking the one who comes out at night and remain in shadows. And he was enjoying it.   == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?

In a world where history itself can be erased, one young man finds himself caught in the unraveling of reality. The story follows Caelum Dain, a solitary scholar within an ancient, shifting labyrinth of forgotten knowledge. When books begin vanishing without a trace - and with them, the very memories of their existence -Caelum and his closest ally, Lyra, embark on a perilous journey to uncover the truth hidden beneath centuries of silence. But they are not alone. Cloaked figures known as the Veilkeepers guard the secrets of the Library, enforcing an unspoken law that even they may not fully understand. As Caelum and Lyra delve deeper into the restricted archives, they discover that the erasures extend far beyond mere words and manuscripts. Entire names, places, and histories have disappeared - swallowed by an unknown force that no one remembers. The deeper they search, the more they risk losing themselves to the very thing they seek to fight. With every forgotten word, the past reshapes itself, and the truth grows more elusive. Can Caelum defy the cycle of erasure, or will he, too, be wiped from existence before he can uncover the final secret?

【Explosive New Book】 At Thunder Sound Hall, the Great Saint fell! With the Life and Death God Talisman, he reversed time and space; the Monkey King, unyielding, returned against the heavens! All gods and Buddhas lost their colors, my fate is determined by me, not by the heavens! In this life, I, Old Sun, will make all the gods and Buddhas remember this name— I am, the Great Sage Equalling Heaven, Sun Wu Kong

When the forgotten past and the mysterious future collide, its up to those stuck in the middle to put a stop to it. Join Stanford "SK" Kirby, a mild-mannered deliveryman and amateur comic book writer, as he fights both the monsters of humanity's past sins and the machinations of their future mistakes. But how is someone this unqualified supposed to do something like that? Why, by creating superheroes, of course! "I have no fear, Operator! For I am here to save the day!" "And I just created a literal knight in shining armor. Alright, let's do this thing. AIM FOR THE DRAGON! "The mechanical one or the anatomically correct one?" "YES!" I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Prince and Princesses, knights and magic, and a happy ever after. She heard of them, her mother used to read her stories when she was a little girl afterll. In her dreams, she dreamt of a knight, or a Prince that swept her off her feet and carried her to where life is nothing but rainbows and butterflies. But Ysabel is nothing but a commoner, so how can she find a Prince or a knight?

When an anxiety-ridden, depressed boy’s sister disappears for four years with no trace, he is unsure what to think. Upon coming back, she reveals that she’s accidentally visited the future, where a person she won’t name is destroying the world. The world ends in a week. Can they stop this person before dimensions collide and the world as they know it ceases to exist? Updates: irregular updates, school is tough; chapters per day may be more than one depending on how bored I am :)

I’m not sure if I want to continue writing this story or let it go, so consider this a pilot chapter for feedback. If you think I should keep going, please let me know! Otherwise, I’ll likely move on from it. ^^

Elizabeth has to learn to live with the pain of knowing that her mother died because of her father or so she believes. Tom sees the world differently through the eyes of a lady he meets, Hope. Bernice battles with the truth of who her father really was and the need to let go of her pain. Rachel is torn between forgiving her father and watching her mother suffer for the truth she carries. In a world where these young people live, close to each other but far from the darkness they each carry, one of them has to man up and do the right thing.

When I was born my parents were given a paper full of my name, gender, creed, age, ethnicity, address, and my parents' names. In the bottom. There was a written sentence in bold, red that warned: " PLEASE DON'T LOSE THE PAPER" Those red words have taken their role in messing up my life. Four years later, I started to read and write simple things like my name and age. One day while my mom was preparing papers for traveling, she took the paper and put it on the bed. I said my name and she said correct, I wondered and I asked: " Mom what do the red words mean?" -The Red Words by Asala Riziq

This is a rewrite of my first fanfiction so go easy on me. The story revolves around Ryu and his adventures throughout the multiverse, And the mc will not be collecting girls like Pokemon *Luv Pikachu*. The grammar in the early chapters might be a bit rusty and will get better with time, as I'm new as a writer. So, let's begin ...... The cover does not belong to me. Discord: https://discord.gg/Jhd5vb8y

"I, Thandie Lohan vow to focus all my energy on building my career...I am done with relationships". I was done with men and their empty promises, the old fairytale romance Thandie was gone -at least that's what I hoped for until I crossed paths with him. A simple spark of desire - the curiosity to know how the warmth of his body felt pressed against mine - that spark soon turned to a flame even I couldn't handle. A burning flame that changed my whole life, together we created a love story that had nothing in common with the fairytales. Let me tell you a story of how my sun danced the moment Walter waltzed into my life...

Caught between her mother’s relentless pressure to marry her irresponsible cousin and her own dreams of completing her studies and building a career, Teal finds herself at a breaking point. Abandoned by the man she once loved, she faces an unexpected twist when the wealthy and enigmatic Alexander Epix enters her life with a shocking proposal of marriage. As obstacles rain down on her like a storm, Teal must navigate the chaos of a loveless marriage, a future hanging in the balance, and the faint hope of finding light in their shared darkness. Can she uncover love where none was meant to exist? Dive into the story to discover the answer.

Elite special forces operative Sanjay dies, only to awaken as a young boy at the gates of a mysterious Tower. Each floor is a world of deadly trials, and failure unleashes catastrophe. Armed with tactical brilliance and a love for machines, he must climb, fight, and survive. But the Tower hides dark secrets. Is it just a test—or a trap? The climb begins now.

Terra, Era of Humanity A boy was born in the Underground a lawless slum built atop ancient ruins buried deep within the earth a place where survival was a privilege and death was an expectation. He grew up never knowing the warmth of the sun never seeing the city above the supposed paradise beyond the cavern ceiling. But Cain refused to rot in the dark. A boy was born in the Underground, a lawless slum built atop ancient ruins, buried deep within the earth a place where survival was a privilege, and death was an expectation. He grew up never knowing the warmth of the sun, never seeing the city above, the supposed paradise beyond the cavern ceiling. But Cain refused to rot in the dark. The only way out? Become a Slayer. Slayers are humanity’s strongest warriors beings who wield the power of the Wraiths, the anomalies that haunt the world. Slayers transcend human limits gaining abilities that let them shatter steel and tear through mountains. The strongest of them are practically immortal their lifespans longer than the history of humanity itself. To escape the Underground Cain must slay a Wraith and earn his place in the world above. But is the city above truly paradise? Or will he have to turn it into the paradise he desires? ––––––– Support this novel by adding it to your library, leaving comments, and dropping a power stone! It is my first novel!(along side another I am relasing check it out on my profile the story starts of not as dark as this one)

In a world of the unknown, past unknown and future in chaos, with Three woman fighting for their stories, lives and pain Calah, Anne and Morgan. A war of Passion, love and transgression with mysteries of the dark following

The Last Betrayal Elias was nothing more than a desperate man looking for a way out of poverty. When a reckless decision to rob a casino owned by the infamous Black Sun Syndicate goes horribly wrong, he is thrust into a world of crime, violence, and power beyond his imagination. Given a brutal ultimatum by the mafia’s ruthless leader, Dominic Graves, Elias is forced to become a pawn in their deadly game—or die. As Elias descends deeper into the underworld, his once-innocent soul becomes stained with blood. What begins as a struggle for survival soon ignites an insatiable hunger for power. Robbery turns to murder. Betrayal becomes second nature. With every crime, Elias sheds the weak man he once was, rising through the ranks of the criminal empire. But ambition is a double-edged sword, and in the world of the mafia, loyalty is a myth. When his growing greed drives him to challenge even the untouchable Dominic Graves, Elias sparks a war—one that pits him against rival syndicates, corrupt officials, and the very government that seeks to eradicate him. But in a world built on deception and brutality, is there ever a true victor? As his enemies close in and his past sins return to haunt him, Elias must confront the ultimate question: Will he die as a king or fall as another forgotten pawn in the empire of shadows? A dark, thrilling journey into the depths of crime, Empire of Shadows explores the cost of power, the corruption of the soul, and the inevitable downfall of those who dare to claim the throne of the underworld.

As Adam walks with his umbrella in the city at night, he spots his friend, Scarlett, from afar, as she tiredly, melancholically, looks at the ground while crossing busy street. Scarlett is a mute, cool beauty, and although she isn’t physically disabled, because of something that happened to her in the past that even she doesn’t know, her brain doesn’t allow her to speak anymore. Adam approaches her out of concern, “Hey… Is everything alright?”, he then notices the fact that her attire isn’t only that of a suit and vest, but she’s also carrying a sword on her back. Why does she look so sad, and what sort of job does she do that requires her to wear a suit and carry a sword like a badass? No matter the answers that come from asking such questions, Adam knows only one thing for certain: Although he may not be the main character of this world, at the very least, he would like to provide the normal, peaceful moments that she may be needing in her life. … At least, that’s what he had hoped. [Note: The cover image at the moment is the same image I used as inspiration to write this story. Credits for it go to Guweiz: https://www.instagram.com/guweiz/ ]

In a world where the Crusaders’ hubris unleashed hell upon the earth, humanity survives under a demonic shell that blocks out the sun. In this bleak world, names are power: demons are bound by their true names, and humans with powers are granted names as a mark of their worth. But the nameless—those without powers—are treated as less than animals, toiling in silence and despair. The story follows the Nameless One, a laborer who has spent his life in the shadows, dreaming of a sun he has never seen. His existence is one of relentless toil. He is not called by a name, only by the tasks he performs: “Laborer,” “Carrier,” “Mute.” His settlement, a crumbling fortress of mud and stone, is one of many where the nameless are worked to death under the watchful eyes of the named overseers. The only light in the Nameless One’s life comes from the Builder, the oldest unnamed in the settlement. The builder told them about the sun—a blazing orb of light that once warmed the earth and lit the sky. The Builder claims these stories were passed down from his predecessors, who heard them from theirs, stretching back to the time before the shell. To the nameless, these stories are a fragile hope, a reminder that the world was not always dark. One night, the settlement is razed by a demon horde. This Nameless One escapes, not out of bravery or skill, but because he is invisible—both to the demons, who see him as beneath notice, and to the named, who abandon him to die.

Three extraterrestrials are given the task to fly to Earth but due to the protective barrier malfunctioning, their ship is now crashing at full speed. Two of them succeed at escaping using the emergency capsules. But the other chooses to stay, firmly suggesting that he will not abandon his mission. Right before impact, the alien's ship gets submerged in light and gets transported under the ocean for unknown reasons. The only thing left to do now is for Jack to recuperate his device and continue his mission or at least that's what he at first thought. The world starts going through unprecedented development where mythical beasts seem to start making their appearance throughout corners of the planet and humans grow extraordinary powers. Jack receives a new mission where he must now infiltrate human society and figure out what is going on.

When a group of friends stumbles upon a mysterious advertisement promising a prize of one million dollars for successfully playing a week-long game of hide-and-seek, the offer seems too tempting to resist. No complicated rules, no significant risks-just a childhood game in exchange for a fortune! However, once the game begins in an abandoned mansion deep in the woods, they quickly realize that things are not as they seem. Georgia, the enigmatic organizer of the game, is no ordinary player. Her past is shrouded in dark secrets, and the rules of the game rapidly transform into a terrifying nightmare. Winning the million dollars becomes the least of their concerns when they discover that losing means death. The mansion turns into a labyrinth filled with deadly surprises and traps. Every shadowy corner hides a new danger, and every faint sound sends chills down their spines. As the group struggles to survive, tensions rise, and they begin to distrust one another: could one of them be working with Georgia? Or is the game bigger than all of them? In this gripping thriller, experience a journey packed with horror and mystery, where survival hinges on intelligence, fragile alliances, and the courage to confront their darkest fears. Will any of them uncover the truth behind the game and escape alive, or will they all fall prey to Georgia's sinister design?

She is in love but she doesn't like him, so she dumps him.