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Stars Can T Shine Without Darkness

Lord of The Stars

Earth is gone—destroyed and occupied, leaving nothing for humanity to return to. Now, scattered across the cosmos, humans endure a harsh existence as refugees, immigrants, and, worst of all, mercenaries. Stripped of their memories and easily manipulated, they are forced into deadly trials that test the limits of their newfound superpowers, intellect, and reflexes. The survivors are then thrust into galactic battles, fighting for causes they do not understand, their pasts and the memory of Earth completely erased. Their only motivation is to survive another day in the vast, unforgiving universe. Meanwhile, a powerful and enigmatic secret society known as the Enix schemes to dominate the mightiest empires in the galaxy: the Zurix and the Lunix. The Zurix, a collection of over ten competing planetary empires, are locked in a perpetual and bloody struggle for supremacy. Despite sharing a common origin, they ruthlessly wage war against one another, all with the ultimate goal of reaching a single, coveted planet. Their path, however, is blocked by the formidable Lunix Empire. For six millennia, the Lunix have stood as a unified and unyielding force, their dominion stretching across half the universe and encompassing the most resource-rich worlds. Their legions of enhanced super-soldiers have proven invincible, repelling every Zurix invasion for centuries. But the tides are turning. The once-mighty Lunix Empire is now decaying from within, weakened by corruption and internal strife. Seizing this opportunity, the Zurix are closing in, eager to dismantle their ancient rivals and claim the ultimate prize. Yet, unknown to both empires, the Enix have their own vision for the future—a new world order that will forever alter the fabric of the universe. Into this maelstrom of conflict awakens Noor, a human stripped of his past. Thrown into the brutal trials, he discovers a rare and potent ability: the power of Imagination. This power allows him to materialize any object he can envision, though it is bound by certain limitations. Complementing this is his photographic memory, which enables him to recall a vast catalog of creations for battle. Noor understands that true strength lies not in raw power but in intellect. Every conflict is a test of tactics, strategy, and wit. He is not alone. Noor will soon unite with seven other humans, each possessing unique abilities. Together, they will fight in wars they do not comprehend, all in a desperate search for their identity, the truth, and a place to call home. Should Noor succeed in gathering the coveted artifacts that all factions seek, he may not only reclaim what was lost but also rise to become the Lord of the Stars.
GladiousX · 7.6K Views

Into the stars

It all began in the grim aftermath of a devastating mech war on the desolate planet Virelia-7. The battlefield stretches endlessly beneath twin suns, littered with the ruined remains of massive mechanical titans and fallen warriors. Amid this vast graveyard of steel and death, a lone 15-year-old boy awakens—injured, disoriented, and alone. His body is battered, his clothes tattered, and his memory is gone. He doesn’t know his name, where he came from, or what side he fought for. All he remembers is the sky. Around him, war machines lie shattered, their pilots still strapped in their death positions. Clan insignias—the lion’s head torn in half and the twin-bladed wing—decorate broken steel, but they mean nothing to him. He wanders the wreckage in confusion, haunted by the stillness of it all, until hunger drives him into action. Strange scavenger creatures called Black Ravines pick at the corpses. Birdlike in shape but entirely alien, with bone-hooked limbs and oily feathers, they feast on the dead without fear. Desperate, the boy tries to hunt one but fails. On instinct, he plays dead, and when one comes close, he kills it with a shard of mech metal and devours it raw, choking through nausea to survive. Unbeknownst to him, his mind is fractured into three entities:1) The Amnesiac Self – the current version of him, living moment to moment on raw survival instinct. 2) The Aggressive Voice – violent, impulsive, and bloodthirsty. It tempts him to surrender control for power. 3) The Calculative Voice – cold, brilliant, and tactical. It watches from within, feeding him strategic thoughts and survival data when he’s close to death.
Adu_Wisdom · 1.2K Views

Turning: Those who shine in the dark

"She was never meant to be seen. He was never meant to exist." In the quiet town of Gloria, Aidan lives in hiding—his blood potent, his identity dangerous. Bound by a secret past and the weight of a curse, he crafts potions for survival and watches over his younger twin, Adeena. When an invitation arrives for a royal ball in the capital, Aidan makes a choice that will haunt him: he lets her go. Dressed in borrowed silk and escorted by a paid chaperone, Adeena enters a world of chandeliers, masks, and veiled intentions. Aidan stays behind... at first. But when his uncle warns him of a shadow moving within the palace—one that knows what he is—Aidan infiltrates the event, unseen, cloaked in secrecy. The ball ends in fire. The girl vanishes. Aidan’s blood can heal—but not rewind time.Adeena smiled as the violins swelled. Draped in sapphire blue, her hair pinned with borrowed pearls, she looked older than her years—almost noble. No one in that ballroom knew she’d come from a forgotten village. No one knew her chaperone was paid. No one suspected the boy who sent her here was watching from above. Aidan stood among the shadows of the chandelier beams, breath held tight, gaze fixed only on her. He was never meant to be seen—not here, where his father’s face might be recognized in his own. Eldric gave the signal. Everything’s fine. But it wasn’t. A woman in red silk approached Adeena. She smiled too much. She moved too slowly. And when she touched Adeena’s hand—just a brush—Aidan flinched. That’s not Dahlia, he thought. And it’s not Mary. The chandeliers exploded. The glass rained like cursed snow. By the time Aidan reached the ballroom floor, Adeena was gone. Turning is a gothic fantasy of stolen identities, cursed bloodlines, and a brother’s descent into a world that was never meant to remember him. For readers of Heaven Official’s Blessing, Who Made Me a Princess, and The Abandoned Empress.
LYdiaWine_House · 9.3K Views

You Can’t Spell Stepbrother Without Sin

I shouldn’t be here. I should’ve turned back the second the door clicked shut behind me. But he was already walking toward me,slow, shirtless, sweatpants riding low on his hips, hair messy from practice. And when he looked at me like that? Like I was the meal and he was done playing nice? My thighs clenched before he even touched me. “You need something, baby girl?” He knew what he was doing. He always did. I opened my mouth, but all I managed was a breathy, “I can’t sleep.” His grin? Wicked. “Don’t worry.” He stepped in close, fingers slipping under the hem of my sleep shirt. “I’ll wear you out.” ~~~~~~~~~~~ He wrapped his hand around my throat whispering, “You shouldn’t want this, but you do.” He’s my stepbrother. The golden boy basketball star with too much charm, too many abs, and no sense of personal space. He walks around shirtless like he doesn’t know what it does to me. Sleeps in my bed like it’s his. Steals my favorite hoodie just to say I smell like his. And the worst part? He falls first. He falls hard. And then he starts chasing. I try to say no. Try to tell myself it’s wrong. But when he pins me to the wall, when he whispers filth in my ear with those hands sliding under my dress… I forget every reason we’re supposed to stop. Because he doesn’t kiss like a brother. He kisses like a man who wants to ruin me,and leave the bruises to prove it. He’s not the villain. But he’s not the hero either. He’s just the gift fate left in my house… And I’m the girl too weak to give him back. You can’t spell stepbrother without sin. And I’ve already committed every one.
Aishat_isd · 1.4K Views
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