Comandante Peepers

Gu Huai'an, um jovem descendente da Mansão do Pátio Número 01, tornou-se o comandante-chefe no Centro de Comando de Aviação Dragon em tenra idade. Era conhecido por seu comportamento frio e raramente sorria ou ria. Não apenas vinha de uma família distinta, mas também era a gema inatingível da Mansão do Pátio Número 01 de Beidu. De repente, um dia, ele ouviu alguém o chamando de "irmãozinho". Quando seguiu a voz, uma garota bonita com um rosto indiferente perguntou, "Com licença, senhor, eu o conheço?" Mas ao mesmo tempo: 【Nossa, irmãozinho é tão bonito.】 【Existem montanhas além de montanhas, prédios além de prédios, mas irmãozinho é bonito e gentil.】 【Irmãozinho, me abraça!】 Gu Huai'an: …… A boca da garotinha, enganadora como a de um fantasma. ********* Song Yunuan transmigrou para um livro de época e se tornou uma vilã secundária que seria logo eliminada — um papel tão pequeno quanto há de menor. No seu primeiro dia no livro, ela estava na casa da Família Song, tentando arduamente se lembrar de por que a inteira Família Song seria exterminada na história. No fim, ela falhou em notar as expressões petrificadas coletivas dos membros da Família Song. Mais tarde… Seu pai se tornou o homem mais rico, seu irmão um advogado top, seu irmão mais novo um cientista, sua tia mais nova uma cantora, e até sua avó se tornou uma proprietária de terras. Ela mesma se transformou na queridinha de todos. Song Yunuan: O que aconteceu com o começo infernal que me prometeram?

“I lost everything again...?” Kain had to work hard to feed himself, in a small village on the edge of the forbidden lands. Unlike the others, he hated Keepers, the only people capable of fighting the creatures from the Astral Dimension. Everyone saw them as heroes, but Kain blamed them for the greatest tragedy of his life - the death of his parents. Ironically, the sacrifice of one Keeper allowed Kain to obtain a Rune Brand - the key to begin a trial, the outcome was either power or death. Facing another world, Kain discovered that his blood was cursed, and misfortune would always haunt him. But death would avoid Kain, wanting to keep such a valuable sacrifice for a god. Only failure would await him, but if it was possible death would pass by. Now, Kain must break his curse and take fate into his own hands for the first time in his life or remain a nameless offering.

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.

Plucked out of his mundane life, Kai Nightshade has been chosen to take on the mantle of a Time-keeper, beings who are bestowed with extraordinary power, in order to protect their reality from the wrath of Temporal Leviathans, monsters that exist beyond the plane of reality and cause chaos and destruction as they please. Will Kai be able to successfully take on his role, or will he have to face a fate worse than death?

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.

Ten cuidado con las traiciones del destino. —Los llameantes ojos rojos de Sterling taladran la aterrorizada mirada de Faye. —Pequeña mariposa, ¿no entiendes? Una vez que un dragón recibe algo precioso, nunca lo dejará ir. Faye Montgomery es una joven noble de bajo rango atrapada en un juego de traición imperial y muerte. Poco después del inoportuno fallecimiento de su madre, a Faye le informa su padrastro alcohólico y depravado que, a cambio de las crecientes deudas de su familia, ella será vendida en un matrimonio de contrato. Su nuevo esposo es el más celebrado y temible comandante de caballeros en el Imperio Eastcarin... el Duque Evan Sterling Thayer de Lago Stanhall. En su primer encuentro con el severo y glacial guerrero, Faye comprende que su situación es mucho peor de lo que originalmente pensaba. Se da cuenta de que ha encontrado al Duque en el pasado. La joven novia ahora cree que la muerte habría sido preferible antes que ser vendida a esta despiadada unión con el antiguo adversario de su familia y el hombre responsable de sus actuales desafortunadas circunstancias. Sin embargo, con el tiempo, incluso mientras lucha por liberarse de este abominable hombre, Faye descubre que sus rojos hilos del destino están más íntimamente entrelazados de lo que una vez imaginó. Ambos se han convertido en marionetas involuntarias del imperio. Con las muchas agendas ocultas y secretos de aquellos en el poder que los rodean, tendrán que dejar de lado sus diferencias y formar una alianza si desean sobrevivir. ¡Esta novela fue mi entrada en el Concurso WPC de julio de 2023! El apoyo que todos han mostrado es muy agradecido. ¡La historia está llena de giros inesperados que seguro disfrutarás! ... {ADVERTENCIA: Material de contenido maduro R-18} EL CONTENIDO SEXUAL COMIENZA DESPUÉS DEL CAPÍTULO TREINTA. Aviso legal: ESTO ES UNA OBRA DE FICCIÓN. TODOS LOS NOMBRES, PERSONAJES, ORGANIZACIONES, LUGARES Y EVENTOS SON PRODUCTO DE LA IMAGINACIÓN DEL AUTOR O USADOS DE MANERA FICTICIA. El arte de la portada es mío, así que no lo uses. https://discord.gg/YbbR2dK6 correo electrónico: RoseandThornbook@icloud.com

In a world where time itself is woven into the fabric of magic, the Epoch System dictates the rise and fall of empires, the birth of heroes, and the awakening of ancient forces. Every thousand years, the system resets, reshaping history in an endless cycle of war and renewal. As the next Epoch approaches, the world stands on the edge of chaos. The Kingdom of Vandros, once the beacon of civilization, faces ruin as an old prophecy resurfaces—one that speaks of a warrior who will either break the cycle or become its greatest pawn. Rheon Valdris, a war-hardened knight with no past, is thrust into the heart of this turmoil when he discovers a lost relic tied to the Epoch System. Haunted by visions of past lives and pursued by the enigmatic Keepers of the Cycle, Rheon must uncover the truth before history repeats itself. But standing against him is the ruthless sorcerer Zareth the Eternal, who seeks to bend the Epoch System to his will and reshape reality itself. With kingdoms warring, ancient beings stirring, and time itself unraveling, Rheon must choose: embrace his fate and perpetuate the cycle, or defy destiny and forge a new future—at the risk of unmaking the world.

Synopsis: In a world full of mystery No one can understand the real motive of curiosity. Beyond true face of world thriving through the help of keepers. Wondering in the Vast strange world where death and end meets. But something Altered the true meaning of Keepers. after that the man himself found that they are the one who's going to be the valued keeper.

Vaughn Dali Elma, the villainous emperor of Elmarst, mysteriously transmigrates into the body of a powerless prince of a small kingdom. Soon after his transmigration, he is sacrificed, due to a political coup. Now, with more enemies than ever, Vaughn is saved by a mysterious figure, who offers him a wish for a price. He must complete the path set out for him to gain the wish. The price? If he dies during the path, the mysterious figure takes over his body. Join Vaughn, as he tries to survive the Elmarian Realms and fulfill the conditions with his Keepers and explores the mystical realm of rituals, artifacts, and crazy adventures.

"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?

The Kingdom of Helloria was once bound by the sacred Orūzh, its power upheld by the three tenets of existence: Zūhren, Kaelth, and Væsh. When the great schism fractured the land, its roots were severed, each brother carving a fragment to forge their dynasties. The purity of the Orūzh’s power was lost to greed, and the land withered under war, famine and ruin. Yet deep within the untamed wilds of Velloria, the last of the Hellorian Laza endure. The keepers of forgotten wisdom live among the whispering flora, guarding the remnants of the Orūzh. A daughter of the Væsh Laza, Xymóra was born in blood and shadow, her arrival marked by the deaths of those sworn to protect her. Yet, when she is told she must never set foot beyond the bridge, she knows she will.

She ran into his arms while escaping danger, unknown to her that she was engulfed in the embrace of danger himself

Superpowers, a mutation found within a fraction of the population. The emergence of advanced technology has come about from the research and application of these powers. Humans have used this technology to do the unthinkable. Colonising both the moon and mars. Superhumans are not all united, some misuse the power that they’ve been born with. And to combat that… Superheroes. Keepers of peace in superhuman matters, protecting from those that threaten the masses. Follow the story of Jon Bacardi as he aims to achieve it all!

Seventeen-year-old Chronos, newly inheriting his family's time-keeping abilities, finds himself battling shadowy forces vying for control of time itself. His power to manipulate the past is both a gift and a dangerous weapon, thrusting him into a world of ancient secrets and relentless pursuit.

The Duskthrone Legacy "There are names that should never be spoken... and one who could name what even gods fear." The Duskthrone Dukedom—a name draped in shadows and sealed behind centuries of silence—stands as a throne untouched by time. The Duskthrone family, bound by a lineage older than kingdoms, carries powers whispered to be the remnants of something lost to the gods themselves. They are the Keepers of the Nameless Truths, those who defy the laws of existence with powers capable of rewriting reality itself. Few dare to question the Duskthrone bloodline, for those who do often find their very names erased from memory. Its heir, Asher Duskthrone, emerges from the depths of isolation, his existence a whispered legend among nobles, a secret buried beneath fear and reverence. Few have seen him. Fewer still dare to speak his name. Behind his cold, unreadable gaze lies something the world cannot fathom—a power neither wholly mortal nor bound by divine law. The Eidolon Pantheon, those who carved existence from the void, turn their eyes toward him from behind veils of eternity. There are laws even gods must obey... but there are older truths—nameless, formless—that stir beneath the surface of reality. Whispers speak of Genesis bound to Origin—a power both before creation and beyond it—buried within Asher's very soul. The blood of Duskthrone carries the weight of unwritten names, a force that could name what even gods fear... or erase what was never meant to exist. Yet even Asher himself is blind to what lies dormant within him—his power waiting, watching, bound by chains unseen until the moment the world forces him to awaken. There are ancient prophecies scattered across forgotten texts—verses forbidden by divine decree—hinting at a voice that will rise from mortal flesh. A voice that speaks not of what is, but of what could have been... and what should never be. Those who stand too close to him feel the pull of something they cannot name—an absence where existence frays at the edges. The gods watch in silence, bound by their own fear. What will happen when that voice begins to stir? When Asher Duskthrone speaks— The world will listen... and the gods will tremble. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

As the fractures spread and time runs out, Valerie must embrace her destiny, unraveling the mystery of her ties to Aeloria. Strange symbols, unbreakable bonds, and a haunting connection to its downfall make her the key to saving the realm—or watching it crumble. But with emotions growing stronger and secrets threatening to tear them apart, will the bonds they've forged be enough to withstand the forces working against them? Guided by Veader, Sky and Keira, keepers desperate to restore balance, and guarded by a mysterious and powerful demon she calls Lover, Valerie must navigate treacherous landscapes and face fearsome creatures.

In the grand Archive of Eldoria, Celestine Virelle has spent centuries preserving the world’s knowledge, bound by an ancient oath to protect the secrets hidden within its labyrinthine halls. But when she discovers a book that should not exist—a tome that records not only history but the future—her world is upended. The final page foretells a dire prophecy: that she will awaken a being lost to time, the Forgotten One. As Celestine unknowingly releases the enigmatic entity from its celestial prison, she is thrust into a battle against the very gods who rewrote history to hide an unbearable truth. Guided by the Forgotten One through the ethereal halls of a celestial library, she unravels the lost history of a world before her own, a world deliberately buried by divine hands. Now hunted by the Keepers, celestial warriors sworn to uphold the false order, Celestine must choose: abandon the truth and return to the life she knew, or embrace the Forgotten One’s knowledge and reshape the fate of Eldoria itself. As ancient forces stir and a battle for the past and future begins, the Librarian must decide where her true allegiance lies. But in a world where truth is power, will unveiling the past lead to salvation—or destruction?

Acheron Noctis should have died the night his family was massacred. Instead, he escaped—sealing the portal behind him and vanishing into a world that was never meant to be his. For years, he has lived in the shadows, haunted by a past he cannot return to. But the past has never stopped searching for him. When an ancient portal stirs in his presence, the illusion of his freedom shatters. Zephyris Vailen—once his closest friend, now the ruthless leader of the Keepers—has spent years weaving a web of deception, ensuring that if Acheron ever returned, he would be seen as the murderer who destroyed his own bloodline. But Zephyris’s obsession runs deeper than vengeance. He doesn’t just want Acheron’s return—he wants to own him, mind and soul. With the world turning against him, Acheron finds an unlikely anchor in Cytus Lysell, a sharp-tongued wanderer who refuses to believe the lies. But clearing his name is impossible when the truth itself is drowning—buried beneath illusions, rewritten memories, and a villain who never loses. As Acheron fights to reclaim his identity, the abyss that once nearly swallowed him calls again. And this time, if he cannot break free, he won’t just lose himself—he’ll belong to Zephyris forever.

Alastair Kurenai has left his home on Earth for a world called Nachima. In that world he'll be up against The Liberators, an organization that wishes to take his key to liberate the worlds from their reliance on Key Keepers. Nothing out of the ordinary for a guy raised in a family of Key Keepers. What kid doesn't want to be like his brothers and sisters? But that desire comes at a cost, one that makes Alastair long to return home. Still, he has to right the world before he can achieve his goal of returning home to his family.

A tale about the rings of the seven kingdoms. It's powers and mysteries. What lies below for the descendant of one of the keepers of the rings. Fiona, a teen who Is embraced In wealth and honour. Her rich and expensive lifestyle Is being tested when she finds out she has powers. Her life took a turn after meeting the handsome, and mysterious Twilight Fall. Highschool ended up being more enchanting than she thought. Finding the lost rings and her families past truth. What will she find on this journey. Love, hatred or something even more than she could Imagine. His dark eyes and her brown sunny eyes. The journey for night and day Is what she will unveil with Twilight. Going through hell to find the rings before It gets Into the wrong hands, Fiona would travel through lands and worlds.   "Are you lost?". He just smirked by the question asked by me. I was the lost one. " You don't speak or,..." . I paused as he made a step forward.         "Me, lost.....". He finally spoke. My eyes were so opened with shock, hearing his voice. He had a calm yet strict voice It was so beautiful I thought he was singing.     "OH! Sorry, I thought you were lost. Besides, If your not lost what you doing In a dark cave with a creepy glowing creature". I looked at his creature as It perched on his shoulder.         He then opens his cloak and smiles. "Pardon, but Violet Is not a creature she's a friend". I looked at him with a puzzled expression. 'Who takes a creature as a friend?'. I thought to my self.         He stepped closer again, with just two step from me. "If you knew where you are, one would know thee who speaks out to the unknown". He spoke with his hands crossed behind his back.         I looked at him confused. What did he just say?. He was giving me more questions than answers.       "I don't have time for this I need to get out of here. My sisters might be looking for me". I said as I tried looking for a way out but, the only way out was to jump back Into the dark pit.           My heart jumped Into my mouth,as I almost fell into the pit again.         "It seems this fair maiden wants to die Immediately". As he smiles with pleasure, like he was mocking me.         "Can I be of some help". He asked politely, for once. I just froze up In fright, as I was not sure of who or what he is. "Come on, I don't bite". As he smirks dubiously.         I hesitated for a while, but I finally stepped a bit closer, with our nose almost touching. It was either I follow this beautiful essence, or die here In this creepy cave.       He pulled me with one hand, as his other hand was gesturing something, like he was performing some kind of jazz or voodoo I thought. I thank God I wasn't close to the little light. Cause It was at his right shoulder.         He suddenly closes his eyes. And like that.... , we were going through the cave walls like ghosts. His other arm was placed behind his back, as he just closed his eyes like he was dead.         I just watched his gawking appearance. His shining white hair, that looked like he cleansed them In a star, his light skin with no sign of scratches, marks, he was just smoothed by just looking at him, his lips were heart shaped with glistering effect, like he uses lip gloss.         I was just jealous looking at him. He finally opened his eyes. "We're here". He alerted all forgotten me. I released my self from his hold, as I saw my sisters calling my name. I was so relieved. I turned to thank him but, he was gone. N.B Cover not mine, from Pinterest. * No rape *

Lyra, a human girl living on the edge of the sun-drenched realm of Lumina, harbors a forbidden secret: the Lunar Bloom, a magical ability tied to the moon and the shadowed realm of Umbra. When she's discovered using her magic and connected to Caelum, a prince of Umbra, she's imprisoned in Lumina's Crystal Cells, accused of consorting with the shadows. Caelum, driven by a forbidden connection to Lyra, breaches the Luminary stronghold to rescue her. However, their escape is disrupted by the Keepers, ancient beings who guard the void between worlds. Lyra is separated from Caelum and cast into the depths of Umbra, a realm both alluring and terrifying. Lost and alone, Lyra encounters the Echo of Shadows, a mystical entity that reveals her true nature: she is a bridge between Lumina and Umbra, a child of both light and shadow. Guided by a mysterious Nyx Hound, she journeys through the treacherous forests of Umbra, facing shadow spiders and other dangers. As she navigates this unfamiliar world, Lyra must confront her hidden powers, unravel the mysteries of her connection to Caelum, and decide where her loyalties truly lie. Caught between the rigid light of Lumina and the untamed shadows of Umbra, she must choose her path and face the consequences of a love that could shatter the delicate balance between the two realms.

The title pretty much says it all. This is the journal of Jane Brown. Each journal entry may be very short or very long. Entries may be close together or far apart. It depends on when and if Jane decides to or remembers to update her journal. If ever. Just like most of the non-diary or journal writer keepers out there - or uninspired authors. Yep. Warning: VERY SLOOOW updates. This is a story written on a whim. Let's see how long the inspiration will last for. This style of writing is somewhat experimental. Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION and is not based on any one person. Any portrayal of real people or real events (excluding some major world events) is entirely accidental and coincidental. It is in not in any way, shape of form meant to be a commentary on anyone or anything, even less on current issues in society. This is literally meant to be boring (hence the ordinary title) without being too boring. It is just about the average slow paced life and interests of an average person. (Not meant for and not interested in contracting.)

En un mundo donde un heroe se encuentra peleando contra un enemigo formidable, la pelea es interrumpida al ser transportado hacia otro mundo alternativo gracias a una magia de invocacion proveniente del escuadron de otro mundo. La llegada de este sujeto sale inesperadamente mal y arrasa con todo en vez de brindarles ayuda como objetivo principal, su ayuda para ganar la guerra contra el resto de reinos. Este sujeto arrasa con todo menos con la comandante un joven muchacho, los cuales tendran que ayudarse mutuamente para restablecer el ordel en el mundo, ya que la llegada de este ser, ha causado grandes cambiamos en todo el mundo y ha despertado inimaginables bestias. Intentando derrotar a este ser y restablecer el mundo como era, descubriran los grandes secretos que los reinos escondian y como se formo todo.

Müller foi criado para a guerra. Como filho do Comandante da Áustria, ele cresceu sob a rígida disciplina militar, treinado para destruir os inimigos de seu povo: os elfos. Mas quando sua missão dá errado e ele se vê isolado com uma guerreira élfica, tudo o que acreditava começa a ruir. Enquanto a guerra entre humanos e elfos se intensifica, segredos obscuros emergem das sombras—conspirações políticas, armas capazes de mudar o destino da guerra e uma resistência disposta a lutar até o fim. Dividido entre dever e consciência, Müller precisa escolher qual será seu verdadeiro campo de batalha. Em um mundo onde a lealdade pode ser mortal e a verdade é mais perigosa que qualquer arma, ele descobrirá que às vezes, para sobreviver, é preciso desafiar tudo o que sempre conheceu.

When the stars fall to dust,the ancient covenant awakens. Humans once thought they were orphans in the universe,until the coffins of the divine race cracked open deep within the earth's crust,and the runes floating on the star-beast skeletons illuminated the forgotten epics—those beings who wrote their oaths in blood at the dawn of creation have never left. The pursuers in the dark night,cloaked in black,have palms flowing with curses that devour light;silver beastly shadows dart through rifts in space-time,etching vanished civilizations deep into human genes.Those we once worshipped as gods were but exiled tyrants;those we feared as monsters are the last oath-keepers. A hunt spanning 400,000 years has already restarted,and the star map glowing in the boy's palm is pushing Earth back onto the chessboard of destiny. This time,the chosen ones are no longer the gods.

**Title**: Lunar Veil **Genre**: Supernatural Thriller/Romance **Synopsis**: In the mist-shrouded town of Solhaven, where the moon’s glow is the only constant, a hidden war rages between creatures bound to its power. Werewolves, vampires, and humans coexist in fragile harmony, unaware of the Veil Keepers—a secretive order that manipulates the lunar phases to maintain balance. Eira Callen is an abomination. Cursed with the blood of both vampire and werewolf, her existence is forbidden by supernatural law. For years, she has lived in hiding, but when a rare lunar eclipse awakens an ancient prophecy, Eira is thrust into the spotlight. The prophecy speaks of the *Lunar Veil*, a force capable of severing all ties to the moon and erasing supernatural races from existence. Eira’s hybrid bloodline makes her the key to unlocking its power—or destroying it forever. Draven Solas, a brooding Alpha turned rogue after the massacre of his pack, is drawn into Eira’s world when an attack exposes her to the supernatural community. Reluctantly, he becomes her protector, though his thirst for vengeance and mistrust of her kind threaten their uneasy alliance. As they unravel the secrets of the Lunar Veil, they uncover dangerous truths about Eira’s origins and Draven’s past—truths that could shatter their fragile bond. With factions of werewolves, vampires, and Veil Keepers vying for control of the Lunar Veil, Eira and Draven must race against time to stop the impending catastrophe. But as the final lunar eclipse approaches, they face an impossible choice: destroy the Veil to save their world, or wield its power to rewrite the rules of existence—even if it means sacrificing themselves. ---

In a world where reality bends and powerful factions vie for control, Aman, a seemingly ordinary young man, finds himself thrust into an extraordinary conflict. Having always distanced himself from others, avoiding the intricacies of friendships and responsibilities, Aman is suddenly faced with forces beyond his understanding. He is approached by Kazik, a dangerous figure, who reveals that Aman’s life has been intricately linked to ancient powers and a powerful god who has marked him since birth. As Aman grapples with the weight of his world flipping upside down, he discovers the existence of another faction—the Keepers—whose ideals clash violently with Kazik’s group. Torn between these two opposing forces, Aman is forced to confront his own feelings of inadequacy and isolation, struggling to find purpose in a life he’s long felt was hollow. Yet, the more he uncovers, the more he realizes that his involvement in this war may be inevitable—his destiny already chosen for him by forces he cannot control. Faced with mystery, danger and unimaginable power, Aman must navigate a world where reality is fluid and his every choice could tip the scales between chaos and order. As the lines between good and evil blur, Aman will be forced to decide where his true allegiance lies, and what kind of future he is willing to fight for—if he can survive the darkness that threatens to consume him.

The prince of Maldonia, Prince Artemis of House Arteides, the bear killer, the slayer of the elves is crowned King when his father Luca King Arteides dies. Aurora is a seer and a powerful witch who has yet to aknowledge her powers, only Artemis knows of it. Lucian Mithandir is in exile recruiting an army to fight Prince Castellan of house Taelin for the throne of Prophis. Artemis wants no parts of this war, but he is very aware whoever wins the war will later turn to Maldonia. Artemis has no clue that a bigger war is coming which will set out kingdoms on fire, Aurora has seen it in her dreams and it's for the Sweet Waters Throne in Maldonia. The end is uncertain but the ways are clearer, who will sit on the throne after the war to end all wars. The Bastard who's been denied his true claim to the Sweet Waters throne with the mighties fleet in the world and King Artemis of Maldonia who has Aurora and dragons breathing fire. ~ Excerpt Scene ~ "Are you ready? A dragon is not a horse my love" Aurora expressed her concerns. "The dragons are ready to be claimed, Your Grace. I think it’s the perfect time for Artodo to take the skies and be claimed. He and the King have great relationship. He just needs to understand the words that’s all. "Torgo explained while looking at both Aurora and Artemis. "I understand the words." Said Artemis. "Incendio for fire and Valar for him to fly. I know some Low Moor too." It seemed Aurora wasn’t easily convinced, "Knowing the language of our ancestors doesn’t mean you can hang on to the dragon and take to the skies, especially since you are not just practicing. You are taking the dragon to the Mines, in clear daylight." "Exactly, that is the only way we can silence Lord Leoric. I cannot let him take advantage of my sister, I have to try…" Visera interrupted. "He’s ready, I can see it in his eyes." She said with a smirk. Aurora ordered Torgo. "Bring him outside," in Low Moor. Torgo nodded and walked inside the darkened cave with a fire torch. All five dragons were inside the cave perfectly chained. He went after Artodo, the biggest of them all. The black beast, standing at forty feet from head to tail with a wingspan of twenty feet. A terrifying beast to even stare at. Artemis took two deep breaths. "According to my ancestors history, the youngest dragon rider to ever took the skies was ten years old. You’ll be fine." Aurora teased Artemis after she noticed how nervous he was. The dragon keepers placed a saddle on Artodo’s back and two strong handles made of iron and wood for Artemis to hang on to. Then, finally Aurora walked to Artodo — the black beast. She pulled in Artemis and they both touched the dragon’s right eye, soothing him before the take off. "This is your rider now Artodo, you are to obey him from this day forward to the last, as your mother commands." Aurora said this is Low Moor while the dragon hissed slowly. The dragon hissed and Aurora took it a sign that Artodo understood him. She took a step back and let Artemis take over. These two weren’t strangers to one another. Artemis’s touch wasn’t strange to Artodo and he silently lowered his left wingspan for Artemis to climb up. Carefully and slowly, Artemis mounted the black beast. It was no secret that he was scared. When he was on top of the dragon, Artemis smiled looking down and he suddenly exclaimed. "You all look like tiny bees from up here!" Aurora, Visera, Torgo and the dragon keepers laughed. Aurora walked to him and they looked at each other. Their dream finally came true; "Promise me, you’ll come back alive." Said Aurora. "I promise." "And that you will not burn the Mines to the ground. If she disagrees with you, perhaps it’s time to let her go." This was what Artemis truly needed to hear so he may stop his obsession with saving his sister. When he was ready, he shouted to Artodo. "Valar Artodo," and right there the dragon’s feet pounded the ground heavy as it prepared for takeoff.