Satanic Sigil

After dying a virgin, Elias Gray is given a second chance—reincarnated in a magical world with the "Lust System", a divine artifact that allows him to gain power by pleasuring women, fulfilling their desires, and growing a harem of elite lovers. From cold queens and fierce warrior women to shy beastgirls and seductive demons, Elias must dominate the world with charm, cunning—and unholy pleasure. But pleasure comes with a price, and not all lovers are loyal. Can he rise to the top without being devoured by lust or betrayal? Elias wandered through the bustling Travelers’ Hub, a sprawling nexus of portals and pathways where high-ranking voyagers crossed dimensions. The air hummed with the faint pulse of arcane energy, and the scent of ozone clung to the stone corridors. His boots echoed against the polished marble as he passed glowing sigils etched into the walls, each marking a gateway to another realm. He was no stranger to these halls, but tonight, a faint murmur from the inner chambers of the elite travelers piqued his curiosity. The voices were low, urgent, and laced with something primal that made his pulse quicken. Drawn toward a shadowed alcove, Elias noticed a heavy iron door, slightly ajar, its surface engraved with runes that pulsed faintly in the dim light. A cold draft slipped through the crack, carrying a whisper of sound—a soft, rhythmic moan that stirred the air. His breath caught, curiosity warring with caution, but the pull was too strong. He nudged the door open and stepped into a chamber cloaked in near-darkness, lit only by a single flickering torch that cast long, wavering shadows across the stone walls. In the center of the room, Lilith knelt on a plush velvet cushion, her silhouette unmistakable even in the gloom. Her dark hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, her skin glowing faintly as if kissed by moonlight. She was bent forward, her hands braced against the floor, her body arched in a way that spoke of surrender and desire. Beside her stood a man, his face marred with jagged scars that caught the torchlight, giving him a rugged, dangerous edge. His eyes burned with intensity as he gazed down at her, his presence commanding the room. The air grew thick as the man’s hand moved, deliberate and unhurried. He spat into his palm, the sound sharp in the quiet, and slid his fingers along Lilith’s exposed skin, tracing the curve of her thigh before slipping between her legs. A low, shuddering moan escaped her lips, her body trembling as she parted her thighs wider, inviting more. The man’s fingers worked with a slow, teasing rhythm, coaxing gasps from her that echoed softly off the stone walls. Her breaths grew ragged, her hips rocking against his hand, and then—a sharp cry as her body convulsed, a glistening rush of release spilling onto the floor beneath her. The man let out a deep, guttural groan, his own arousal evident in the tightening of his jaw. He shifted, freeing himself from his trousers, his erection thick and heavy in the flickering light. He pressed himself against her, sliding into her with a slow, deliberate thrust that drew a long, throaty moan from Lilith. Her fingers curled against the floor, nails scraping the stone as he moved, each thrust deep and measured, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the chamber. In and out, a steady rhythm that built with intensity, her gasps rising in pitch. Lilith’s eyes fluttered, her body quivering with pleasure as she pushed back against him, meeting each thrust with a hunger of her own. When he paused, drawing back slightly, she reached for him, her hand guiding him back inside with a desperate urgency. Her moans grew louder, unrestrained, as she surrendered fully to the sensation, her body trembling under the weight of her desire. The room seemed to pulse with their shared rhythm, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and heat, the torchlight casting their entwined shadows across the walls like a forbidden dance. R18 content

In the year 3000, the Earth shattered and it was torn open by a rift between realms that unleashed ancient beasts, magical chaos, and apocalyptic storms. Civilization crumbled, giving rise to a brutal new law: Tame or be Torn Apart. Beast Tamers, bonded to mutated and other creatures now rule what remains of the world through strength, savagery, and guild-driven power. Kelvin, a scavenger scraping by in the ruins, lives in the shadow of these warlords until he unearths Xerion, the End-Tyrant, a legendary primordial beast sealed beneath the earth. Bound by a forgotten bloodline and a cursed contract, Kelvin inherits the Sigil of the Overlord, thrusting him into a war-torn world where survival is no longer enough. He was hunted by guilds, worshipped by outcasts, and pursued by enemies both human and monstrous, Kelvin must rise from nothing to either unite or destroy what’s left of civilization. As forbidden powers awaken and ancient truths unravel, one man and his beast stand poised to reshape the fate of a world teetering on the edge of annihilation.

The Order of Swords By Justin_Kragten In a world where peace among humans and mythical races seems eternal, darkness quietly stirs beneath the surface. The year is 1238, and while kingdoms flourish and alliances strengthen, ancient forces long thought forgotten are awakening. Achlys, a boy marked by a strange, unexplainable sigil on his face, has always felt like an outsider. When a hidden truth shatters the fragile harmony of his world, he is thrust into a destiny larger than himself — a destiny that could either preserve the light or plunge the world into endless shadow. As Achlys journeys through forgotten lands, clashes with secret orders, and unlocks powers he never knew he possessed, he learns that not all battles are fought with swords alone — and that sometimes, the greatest enemies lie within. Filled with epic battles, magical mysteries, daring friendships, and unexpected romance, The Order of Swords is a sweeping fantasy adventure about fate, freedom, and the thin line between light and darkness. Editor- Aoi_skye

Imagine a character like John Wick living in a world of sword and sorcery in this story of betrayal, vengeance, and insatiable hunger for power. Immanuel Maier, a military prodigy, is betrayed and killed by his own mission partner acting on secret orders. But he's not truly gone—he's resurrected and branded with a mysterious sigil of ancient origins. Now, armed with supernatural power and knowledge of the man who gave the kill order and married his wife, Immanuel vows to stop at nothing and confront the man who ruined his life… and destroy the kingdom he once served.

In a decaying future where reality is held together by ancient, invisible threads, the world relies on a mysterious force known as the Loom to maintain the Laws of existence. Every cycle, thousands are Chosen—dragged into the Vestige Layer, a fragmented nightmare realm where survival unlocks power and the Laws of the universe become weapons. But when Cael Ren, a street-born orphan from the industrial underbelly of New Kaelstrom, is Called, something goes wrong. The Loom tries to erase him. Instead, it fractures. Marked by a cracked crescent sigil and denied a Law, Cael awakens in the Vestige not as a Chosen, but as something unwritten—Threadless. His presence distorts the rules, defies the system, and draws the attention of forgotten horrors that remember a time before the Loom existed. Now, hunted by Lawbound abominations, distrusted by survivors, and stalked by an ancient presence whispering through his blood, Cael must unravel the secrets of his own origin—and the truth behind the so-called “Last Law” that even the gods tried to forget. Because the Loom is failing. And the last thread might be him.

Elowen Vale was born an Omega—lowest of the low. Ignored, overworked, and shamed by her pack, she thought her only escape would come through the fated bond. But when her wolf awakens and links her to the powerful Alpha Lucien, her hopes are crushed. He rejects her, publicly, cruelly. Humiliated and heartbroken, Elowen flees into Hollowveil—the cursed forest no wolf dares to enter. There, on the edge of death, she is rescued by a stranger cloaked in darkness. Kael Thorne is no ordinary Alpha—he is the last heir of the Nightmoor pack, long thought extinct. His bloodline was erased by the Crescent Assembly, and now he lives hidden, bound to forbidden magic... and haunted by a prophecy that ties him to Elowen. As the bond between them grows, Elowen’s buried powers begin to awaken—blood sigils, shadowcraft, and memories that aren't hers. But when the truth about her lineage, Kael’s soul pact, and the Council’s lies begin to unravel, Elowen must choose: Will she become a weapon of vengeance... or a force of rebirth? Blood of the Forgotten Alpha is a dark, emotional tale of slow-burn romance, ancient secrets, and one girl’s journey from rejection to rebirth. Perfect for fans of fated mates, broken love, and heroines who rise from the ashes.

Lenny Tales is a sick psychopathic assassin with a twisted sense of justice who goes around the world murdering corrupt politicians. But at his latest hit, a bullet changed trajectory in mid air and ended his life. However when he wakes up, he discovers that his Death was not an accident, and he had been Employed by Lucifer Morningstar, the one known as the devil. His Mission is to have revenge on behalf of the Devil who was backstabbed, and had the apocalypse stolen from him by his own demons. But as a mere him in a post apocalyptic world filled with death at every turn, with wicked Witches, Devils, Royal Demons, and entities that feed on weak humans as per time snacks, how will he carry out such a mission? Fortunately, he is born again with the Satan System... ........ If you want to know how sick this book is, read the first chapter. I still don't know how the idea for this book came out of my head. (Heaven! please forgive me) ..... Demons, Devils, Fallen Angels, Angels, Soul Eaters, Cursers, Witches, Dark elves, Hell beasts, Heaven Beasts, Death Beasts... Practically, Every sick, both rosy and terrible thing of the underworld will be found in this book. My research is deep. (Note: Sick Shit happens here. If you don't have stomach for it, please run. You still have time.) (My Discord: https://discord.gg/5Gexp9wW)

(AN: Give my novel a try until ch12 please!) New Current Schedule - Minimum 2 chapters / a day Mass Release Target - 40 golden tickets ________________________________________________ [Novel synopsis]; In a world scarred by the rise of biomechanical warfare and the shadow of an enigmatic syndicate known only as Ragnarok, one girl stands at the edge of revolution. April, a seemingly ordinary 20-year-old living in the fractured remnants of a future society, hides a past drenched in trauma and secrets. Blinded and deafened during a harrowing attempt to escape her abusive father—a man who destroyed her family—April is forced into a life of silence and darkness. But everything changes after an experimental surgery implants nanotech into her skull, technology far beyond anything humanity should possess. Now, April sees without eyes and hears through a new kind of sense. The nanotech has awakened a dormant potential in her—a coded sigil etched behind her head shaped like an angelic wing and a spear. It’s not just a symbol. It’s her Gear, a powerful combat system linked to ancient animalistic and Zodiac powers—each wielder embodying a creature of legend. Hers? A spear-born sigil capable of shattering mechs and bending digital space. When she joins a covert organization aiming to dismantle Ragnarok, April discovers she’s not alone. Other Gear users fight beside her: Jax, the brilliant strategist; Saya, the deadly calm blade; Kai, a hawk-gear user with a fire-forged past; Dante, the powerhouse with unmatched resilience; Juno, the data genius cloaked in mischief; and the Leader, a figure shrouded in mystery who knows more about April’s past than he lets on. As April navigates brutal missions and high school halls alike—where rivals like Tessa Lane threaten her sanity with cruel mind games—she must balance normalcy and the battlefield. Every encounter pushes her closer to the truth: about her powers, her family, and Ragnarok’s true purpose. But none are more telling than her growing connection with Astra, a lone Gear user with platinum hair and a piercing gaze. Astra has the power, the knowledge, and a burning desire for vengeance. April needs her—but Astra isn’t so easily convinced to join a cause she doesn’t trust. The deeper April digs, the more the lines blur between ally and enemy. With Ragnarok’s agents—like the cold and calculating River Hoss—looming on the horizon, April must decide who she’s willing to trust, who she’s ready to fight, and how far she’ll go to protect what little she has left. The world doesn’t need a hero. It needs a weapon. And it just found one.

A world can be addressed as the World. The birds fly. The animals crawl. The humans walk. But what's the difference, the subtle lies are the claws if an eagle, if not venom from a pufferfish. A ball with insects, but it wasn't helf around by faith, it was stitched- or rather, they loved eating. Did they realise- or moreover did you know? That Satan likes oranges, quite sour ones though, and the Buddha likes, the grapes, the sweet ones. But his was meat. Spices on the top and the pickle on the left and Loyce on the right. What you eat, maybe what you see. The sweet grapes, maybe the eyes of an infant. The knife maybe the teeth of a wild animal. And humans maybe a insects in the development of becoming delicious, perhaps... Perhaps, if it wasn't so..

The modern age ended. Not in a simple way like the Rapture or a zombie virus. It was humanity's meddling. Compound EVE, a breakthrough. Combining atoms with something else. Beyond human comprehension—each atom carrying hundreds of times the energy they were supposed to, but- Humanity played around with godhood too much. And Compound EVE, combusted out of nowhere despite being in a perfect vacuum. But it wasn't just a 'big kaboom', it was light, not of the sun, but of mana. Older people died—they were targeted by the mana wave, ripping apart their flesh, bones, and their very atoms. Children under the age of 18 survived long enough to rebuild some of the world. Four Hundred Years Had Passed. Julius, the lead scientist—the smartest man alive, who was researching Compound EVE, woke up as a baby who was left in front of what seemed to be a church. And he had his memories, his death still fresh in his mind. Mana had changed, evolving itself to fit with human biology. Now humanity bore the signs of its past, in the form of Sigils. Shapes and words combined through mana. These acted as highways. Ones that allowed for mana to circulate through their body. Granting unique and, of course, inhumane abilities that could be transferred through blood. Now armed with both his memories and the power of his very own Sigil. Julius is the smartest being that the new world will see, or would see. Shall sign into the world once again.

One day in Pangea, the sun fell and never came back up. Under the everlasting night sky, mystical and ethereal creatures appeared, powerful enough to wipe out hundreds of humans in seconds, and attacked. Millions of humans perished, and cities fell, replaced with small colonized encampments spread out across the single landmass. Until...in the dark sky, after exactly a month, the full moon finally appeared. A lucky...or unlucky few standing under the moon that day received a crescent sigil above their heart. From that day on, those marked individuals began receiving dreams...too real to be fake. And, one day, when they awoke, their dreams had come to life. Had a chest appeared in your dream? The very next day, you would run into it while looking for food in a forest. After traversing their dreams, both in sleep and in the real world, and solving them, they were granted Illusions, or supernatural powers, depending on their original dream. For the first time in history, humans could resist and fight back. Five years have passed since the first full moon, and Lux finds himself sitting under a moon...not just any moon, but a blood moon. However, his dream's mystery is far from...ideal.

In the continent of Raventhall, all power comes from a Sigil—an ancient magical symbol engraved on the body from birth. Those with a Blood Sigil enter the noble caste. Those with a Gold Sigil become generals, commanders, and court mages. However, children without a Sigil are branded as the Null, and are made into slaves, sacrifices, or castaways. Kairan, an outcast from the under-district of the city of Velmire, was born without a single Sigil. He cannot use magic, cannot read spells, and isn't even registered in the kingdom's system. However, something makes him different. He can see the magical pathways of others. Not with magic, but with a strange, innate instinct and vision. He can read the direction of magic, its weak points, and even hijack the magic of others in battle. When he kills a young noble in an underground arena fight, and steals his sigil with his bare hands, everything changes. “If fate says I was born without a throne, then I will steal one—from those who don't deserve it.” With his unique ability and brutal strategy, Kairan builds a reputation as the "King Without a Throne" — leader of the outcasts, a scourge to the nobility, and the greatest threat to the sigil system.

Aurora Lane was supposed to be ordinary. Just a high school senior trying to survive final exams, her sketchbook full of strange castles and eyes that don’t belong to this world. But when a dream pulls her too deep, and a mysterious book triggers something buried in her blood, Aurora wakes to find herself in a place no mortal should ever reach — Aetherwyn Academy, a school hidden beyond the Veil where bloodlines shape destiny and magic is a legacy, not a gift. But Aurora has no crest. No sigil. And according to the sacred records of the realm — no bloodline at all. Her arrival shakes the foundation of the academy. Students whisper. Teachers watch. The Veil, an ancient force that should only respond to those with rightful lineage, opens for her. And worse — it begins to react around her. Drawn to the cold, enigmatic Atlas Thorne — a boy with secrets buried behind silver eyes — and hunted by the dangerously charming Ethan Valesh, an emotion-crafter whose magic can touch everyone but her, Aurora finds herself entangled in a rivalry that isn’t just romantic — it’s prophetic. As forbidden trials unfold between rival magical schools, relics react to her presence, and old prophecies stir in the dark, Aurora must navigate betrayal, obsession, and power she doesn’t yet understand. Her bloodline isn’t just unknown. It was erased. For a reason. And some believe her return means the end of the Veil itself.

“I was just a delivery guy. One weird bottle, one wrong knock… and now I’m married to a vampire queen.” Liam Ross thought it was just another late-night gig—deliver a mysterious bottle of vintage wine to a mansion he’d never heard of. Next thing he knows, he's waking up in a gothic castle, covered in blood, with a glowing sigil on his wrist… and a dangerously beautiful vampire queen declaring him her husband. Bound by an ancient blood contract, Liam finds himself thrust into a deadly underworld of vampire politics, ancient courts, and supernatural assassins. He has three days to prove himself or die—and if he dies, his new bride dies with him. Survive the bond. Learn the rules. Or burn in the eternal night. But there’s a problem: Liam is human. Mortal. Untrained. And some vampires would rather see him dead than let a lowborn outsider sit beside their queen. Now, it’s not just his life on the line—it’s hers too.

Exiled and sigil-less. Cursed by the Spiral. Given the Ghost Sigil, he gains power by losing emotion—memory for strength, feeling for survival. Now hunted by the Orders, he walks a dying world where shrines bleed and stars forget. He’s not a hero. He’s what the Spiral left behind. And it never chooses twice. Tags: Dark Fantasy • Antihero • Romance • Sigil Powers • Ancient Civilizations • Slow-Burn Power Growth • Emotion Loss Schedule: 3–5 chapters/week Chapter Length: 1000 - 1500 words (Mini-Eps may be less than 1000 words, and Long Eps may be longer than 3000 words.) Content Warning: This story is dark, emotional, and unforgiving. The MC doesn’t save people; he survives what should’ve killed him. If you're looking for sunshine and plot armour, turn back now. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/8Vx7Emjw2U

In a fractured universe ruled by ancient systems and silent wars, **Alex** is just another survivor—until he awakens the **CHAOS Core**, a living algorithm buried in the ruins of a forbidden Archive. Marked by a glyph no system recognizes, Alex becomes the first anomaly in a reality built to erase deviation. But the moment he touches the Vault, everything changes. Flung through realms where memory is currency and time loops like broken code, Alex finds himself hunted by the **Black Sigil Brotherhood**, a cult of system-purists determined to erase his existence. Beside him stand a rebel war-priestess, **Lux**, and a war-scarred tactician, **Kael**, both haunted by secrets and fractured allegiances. And in the shadows, the ruthless Nyra—wielder of the Garden Fragments—seeks to rewrite the system in her own image… even if it means sacrificing the last of her humanity. As Alex descends deeper into the heart of forgotten Architect tech, he discovers a horrifying truth: he is not a chosen one, but a **Split**, a self-branching paradox that threatens the very law of structured reality. With every choice, he risks becoming the very godlike system he fights against. Now, with the Brotherhood unleashing their final protocol and timelines unraveling, Alex must decide: Will he merge with the Core and lose himself forever? Or fracture reality even further to give it a future? --- **A high-stakes fusion of cyberpunk, cosmic myth, and post-human evolution, *My Deal with Death* explores identity, memory, and the price of rewriting fate.** When the systems collapse, the only thing left to fight for… is what you choose to become.

god is dead. Lucifer, driven mad by power after millennia of senseless slaughter, finally had enough. For ages, god had commanded, "YOU SHALL ENGAGE IN AN ENDLESS BATTLE FOR MY ENTERTAINMENT IN THE MIDDLE REALM." So they fought. And fought. And fought. But eventually, Lucifer discovered the cruel truth: while angels and demons clashed endlessly in His name, god had long since turned His gaze elsewhere. He had found something new. Humanity. Hidden away in a far-off place called Paradise, they thrived, untouched by the madness, with no rules given to them. He called it free will. While those who bled for HIM were forgotten. He was busy playing with his new creations. Lucifer saw this as betrayal. A step too far. He began to plot. Allied with the demons, he moved to overthrow god, aiming to rule the world as he saw fit. But not all hosts of Heaven and Hell shared his vision. Many stood with god, igniting a war that would last centuries. At last, Lucifer dealt the final blow, killing god and all who remained loyal. But he was not finished. Instead of ruling alongside Satan, the leader of the demons, Lucifer betrayed him, just as he had betrayed the Seven Generals of Hell, and even his own Seven Brothers of Virtue. Taking their World Stones as a price for his victory. Now, Lucifer reigns from Heaven, his eyes fixed upon the last refuge of mankind: Paradise. Destroying it and sending its inhabitants into the war-torn middle realm: Pangaea. Since the fall of Paradise, the world has plunged into chaos. The connection between the Three Realms—Heaven, Earth, and the Underworld—has been shattered. Lucifer’s puppets now walk among men, spreading deception, hunting for something. Is it power they seek? Worship? Both? Or something even greater. But all is not lost. In His final act, god left behind a last resort—a hidden hope buried deep within mankind. A chance to rise. A chance to fight back.

Born from betrayal. Marked by shadows. Chosen by a forgotten god. Wasuren was never meant to survive. An illegitimate child of the divine Sunblood clan, he was cast aside—ignored by his father, shunned by his siblings, and thrown into the lowest ranks of the army like a burden to be discarded. With little training, no title, and no light to protect him, he was sent to the frontlines to die. But when death came for him, he cried out—not to the gods of his blood, but to the void. And the void answered. A forgotten goddess rose from the dark—the deity of ash and shadow, Yami-no-Anagami. In his final breath, he made a bargain. His soul for her power. His light for her darkness. Now reborn in black flame, branded with the sigil of a sun swallowed by ash, Wasuren Hoshigami is no longer the heir who never was. He is something more. Something cursed. Something feared. This is his bargain. This is his rise. This is the birth of the Black God.

Lucien Blackmoore makes his living offering contracts most people don’t even bother to read all the way through. He's known as, The Crimson Broker. Anything you want or need: favors, promotions, love, secrets. The only cost? Whatever piece of your soul you’re willing to sell, in a city built on debt. At his side is the Ledger—a sentient, datapad, bound and connected to his soul. It tracks every deal, every breach, every whisper of a broken promise. It feeds him intel, tightens the leash on those who try to run, and sometimes... it speaks back granting boons and abilities. Lucien doesn’t do violence, he doesn’t need to. A few words in the right ear, a signature in the wrong place, and someone else does the dirty work. A rival broker, Cassian has been stirring things up—sloppy sigils, ambushes on street markets, pulling strings Lucien didn’t see coming. Lucien’s got an underground network to protect, clients to keep in line, and a voice in his head that keeps reminding him: "Debt always demands its dues." And some debts... they cost more than you'd think.

Genre: Fantasy, Adventure, Mystery, System, Coming of Age Tags: Overpowered MC (later), Ancient Secrets, Hidden Identity, Magic Awakening, Fate, Slow Burn Power Growth, Mysterious Artifact, Dark vs Light --- Synopsis: > "The sky bled fire… and I felt it in my bones. Like the world was whispering my name." They called him Ash—a nameless orphan found in a bed of unburnt soot, wrapped in cloth that never caught flame. For sixteen years, he lived quietly in the frost-bitten village of Drelda’s Keep, shunned by the people and haunted by dreams of distant towers and a sword that sings beneath the earth. But when a burning comet shatters the ancient mountain and a forgotten sigil awakens beneath his touch, everything changes. The sky splits. The gods stir. And Ash is marked by an ancient power the world buried long ago. Hunted by kings, feared by priests, and followed by a secret voice that calls him “child of the star,” Ash is forced to leave behind the only home he’s ever known and journey into a world that wants him dead—or worse, worshipped. But there’s something inside him that even he doesn’t understand… Something old. Something bound in flame and ash. And it’s just starting to wake up. --- He doesn’t know who he is. But the world remembers. Let the embers burn. The legend begins.

From the author of The Nekomancer (Available on Amazon) and The Satanic Brides of Dracula comes a newly re-edited tale of brutal fantasy and bleak adventure. The Dark Lord is dead. But something ancient stirs in the void. Patient. Hungry. Ready to bleed the world again. These are the grimdark chronicles of Nysta - the outcast assassin, Chukshene - the warlock with goals of his own, Melganaderna and Hemlock - a warrior and a necromancer bound together, and the Shivs - a cutthroat guild of thieves protecting a dark and terrible secret which may save or doom the world. Content Warning: This series contains graphic violence and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised. *** The first book in this series, Revenge of the Elf is now available on Amazon at https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FFDR15R3 I lost my job earlier this year, and I’m doing my best to keep creating while my savings run thin. Every bit of support helps me keep the story going. If you'd like to read these books faster, consider supporting me on patreon.com/lucasthorn - I'll love you forever if you do! Bring knives!

In a world where strength is measured by the beasts you bind, Kael is nothing. Branded with a cursed sigil, mocked as a Rank Zero, and forgotten by even the lowest tamers, he is the academy’s shame. But his mark is not a failure. It is a seal. When the lock finally breaks, Kael doesn't tame ordinary monsters. He chains creatures from beyond reality. Beings that whisper to the void. Beasts the world tried to erase. They do not follow. They negotiate. As Kael rises from the ashes of mockery, the balance of power begins to shift. Guild Lords grow nervous. Ancient cults awaken. And the monsters that once ruled the world begin to stir. Because the boy with no beast has returned. With everything the world tried to bury.

LUMEN DRIFT follows Kairo Vantaris, a lone wanderer in Eclipse City—a neon-lit metropolis adrift between fractured realities. With no memory of his past and a mysterious sigil burned into his hand, Kairo discovers he is a rare “Spectra Sync,” able to manipulate the hidden wavelengths of existence itself. As shifting “Phantom Zones” threaten to unravel the city and monstrous Null Phantoms prey on its inhabitants, Kairo’s powers become both a weapon and a curse. Haunted by fragmented visions and pursued by enigmatic Wardens, Kairo is drawn into a conspiracy that reaches beyond the city’s shifting borders. Each battle pushes him deeper into the heart of Eclipse City’s mysteries, forcing him to confront the truth about his lost identity—and the fate of a world where reality itself can drift, fracture, or fade away. In a place where memories are as dangerous as monsters, and the light is never quite what it seems, Kairo must master his powers before the last remnants of reality disappear into the void.

“Some are chosen by fate. Others are claimed by it.” Withney Winterskern never expected her first semester at Hermandry Academy to be anything more than lectures, rituals, and campus strolls. But when a mysterious scroll binds itself to her blood and brands her with an ancient sigil, she’s pulled into a forgotten realm of gods, madness, and fractured prophecies. Marked as a key part of a destiny she can’t yet comprehend, Withney is thrown into a shadow play of secrets, where whispers in the dark speak of fallen empires, forbidden rituals, and Chaos that devours even the divine. As forgotten gods stir and unseen eyes watch her every move and mysteries that are yet to be uncovered by her Withney must decide: Will she rise as a beacon beneath the crimson moon... Or fall as another name lost to fate? Walk beside Withney as she unearths blessings lost to fate… and horrors born of its twisted will.

In a war-torn world where open sin became the norm and Christianity was outlawed, the selfish and destructive habits of the human race were brought into stark focus and amplified. This shift followed humanity's first esoteric contacts with otherworldly beings, revelations that opened humanity's eyes to forbidden secrets previously unknown. After the normalization of the sinful and esoteric, humans and hellspawn hybrids now live alongside one another, united within a Western Coalition led by a charismatic political figure known as the Antichrist. In retaliation for humanity's embrace of heresy, a merciless and mysterious God unleashed an army of relentless, machine-hybrid angels to purge the sins of this defiant new humanity through sheer force and bloodshed. Roaming the sin-infested wasteland once called the United States – now renamed to the United States of Gomorrah – desperate sinners known as Burdens travel the scarred land, desperately claiming pacts in the name of Satan in exchange for forgiveness of their sins.

When the world begins to unravel under the weight of a dying prophecy, Commander Seralyn Virellia, heir to the Elven Dominion, is forced into a dangerous alliance with the last person she’d ever trust Kaela Morwyn, a half-demon witch wanted for war crimes and shadowcraft. Their meeting is supposed to end in blood. But magic has other plans. Hunted by kingdoms, bound by an ancient sigil, and haunted by their shared pasts, Seralyn and Kaela must journey through cursed lands, battle otherworldly beasts, and confront their darkest fears. As blades clash and sparks fly, hate begins to burn into something far more dangerous… desire. But in a world crumbling under the Hollowing, can love between an elf and a witch save what’s left? Or is their union the final step toward total destruction?

He ruled an empire no one could see. He broke nations without ever raising a sword. He was the ghost in the system — the man even kings feared to name. Lucien Vale. In the modern world, they called him the Monarch Without a Throne. A manipulator. A shadow. A mind that bent the world with nothing but words. But one day… that mind collapsed. No war. No betrayal. Just silence. And when he opened his eyes again— He was in the snow. In the body of a murdered child. In a world that knows no skyscrapers. No markets. No logic. Just bloodlines, sigils… and a name long since disgraced: Kael Rivenhart. But Lucien doesn’t believe in fate. And he doesn’t believe in weakness. > “This is not my body. Not my war. But this world? This world belongs to me now.” As whispers of Kael’s past claw at his mind, and ancient powers stir beneath ice and bone, a fallen king begins his quiet ascent. This time, he won’t just control an empire. He’ll reshape the world itself.

They say long ago, Bathala and the other gods walked the archipelago. Not in temples. Not in dreams. But on the soil, barefoot, bloodstained, breathing. They ruled not with mercy, but with memory. Each river bore their voice. Each mountain, their wrath. Offerings were made. Oaths were broken. Kingdoms rose and rotted in their name. Then came the silence. A silence too heavy, too sudden. Like a scream swallowed by the sea. The old names were buried. The sigils burned. And the gods... forgotten. But the islands remember. Beneath the fields, something still breathes. In the farthest provinces where the stars shine brightest, the old blood still stirs. Children vanish on moonless nights. Creatures crawl from the mangroves with bone in their teeth. And in the silence between lightning and thunder, some swear they hear voices. Ancient, mournful, waiting to be worshipped again. And on nights when the stars vanish, the old blood rises again. Maybe the gods never left. Gone, they are not, but only hidden behind the faces of men. Written by: Cadlaon Copyrights2025

Wyatt hale's life took a turn for the worse after he was blamed for the death of his Foster parents. After the loss of his best friend something awoke in him, some thing sinister. Giving him powers and abilities beyond normal human's comprehension. Now he sets out to defy the heavens, for making his life one misfortune after the other. Little did he know, the harsh truth was yet to come.......

When the world turned its back on God, faith became a forgotten relic—until the Players were chosen. In a world teetering on the edge of Judgment Day, each religion selects champions known as Players—warriors gifted with divine power, chosen to fight for the souls of humanity. Christianity, once powerful, now stands nearly erased… until a forgotten boy is called to rise. Max Potelo, a 16-year-old marked by tragedy and purpose, receives his Holy Gift and a mission directly from Heaven: Redeem the world. Bring souls back to Christ. Before it’s too late. But the battlefield is ruthless. Standing in Max’s way are corrupted gods, demonic kings, and the terrifying #1 Player—The God Slayer, bearer of death and destroyer of faith. Satan himself pulls the strings, sending plagues, illusions, and false prophets to twist the world’s heart. Max isn’t just fighting for believers. He’s fighting for atheists, skeptics —because every soul matters. And the countdown to Judgment Day has already begun. This is more than a war of power. It’s a war for eternity. Will Max restore the kingdom of Christ, or fall to the darkness like the Players before him?