Magie Little River

In a dystopian future where Vampires emerged from the shadows in order to stop humanity from becoming extinct, a young woman with a dark past meets a charismatic stranger. As time goes by Private Love Aikawa of military Unit 4-7, finds that she may not be as human as she first thought. Battling rogue vampires, mutated creatures and her own past, Love works to unravel the mysteries behind the secretive Helsing unit, and tries to become the bridge between humans and vampires in a world filled with discrimination. This novel starts intentionally slow through the exposition and the early world and character building, BUT everything kicks into gear after the turning point in the latter half of Volume 1, and especially Volume 2, where the tone of the novel shifts. So, I hope you stick with it and enjoy the wild ride! I also added some song recommendations along the way to listen to whilst you read certain chapters, I hope this helps boost the experience. Public Spotify playlist titles (all under the name LouLou): TLAR - Book 1 TLAR - Book 2 TLAR - Book 3 TLAR - A Fire in Their Wake This is rated 'No one under 17 permitted' for (very) mature themes, including drug use, SA, LGBTQ+ discrimination, very frequent strong language, violence etc. Please note that no storyline is chosen for shallow shock value, and most are taken from personal experience, and hopefully handled with the care, respect and sensitivity they deserve. Disclaimers are added against any chapter that may cause distress. The majority of Volume 1, in a different order and edited as a full novel is available free on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/Loulou2

In a world where pain lingers like shadows on still water, a boy learns that memory flows endlessly—like a river that refuses to dry. After losing someone dear in a moment that felt ordinary, he finds himself drowning in echoes of what could have been. Every step he takes is haunted by silence, every smile is weighted by a name he can no longer say. But grief is not the only current that runs through him. In the quiet hours, he discovers something strange—moments lost in time begin to surface, flickering like light on a restless stream. Memories not just of his own life… but perhaps someone else's. Or are they visions of a forgotten past? As reality begins to shift around him, he chases a truth submerged beneath sorrow. Love, loss, regret, and forgiveness flow together in this tale of healing. Because no matter how far one runs, the river doesn’t forget.

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

In a world where strength is within everyone’s grasp, where it’s stolen, bought, fought for, two friends clawed their way to the top—only to discover they were still too weak. Defeated and out of time, they gambled everything on one desperate act: a return to the beginning. But the past isn’t so easily rewritten. Their memories are gone, their power reset—all that remained was a rough plan, the burning need to rise again, and prayers. Follow Theon as his once-familiar surroundings twist into something beyond reality, exposing him to a surreal world of cultivation that had thrived under his nose all along. Leaving him with a single choice. Survive or perish. Adapt or die. But for Theon, this is nothing new, the knife’s edge between life and oblivion. He’ll simply survive, just like he always has. Broken. Reforged. Betrayed and betrayer. He has experienced it all in the crucible of reality. And this time is no different. And in a never-done-before twist, you can follow the perspective of both protagonists. Check out Bearer of The Shattered Crowns: Futility’s Grace, written by my co-author CatOfSparks. Neither realizes their paths are already tangled—by choices they haven’t made yet. Will their second chance forge legends—or repeat their downfall? Current Chapter Upload Schedule: 3+ per week (planned to increase) Discord for Joint Verse: coming soon!

When a mutilated corpse is found by a sacred river in a quiet West African village, a troubled detective teams up with a spiritual elder and a young woman with a mysterious past to uncover a centuries-old curse tied to a drowned river queen—one whose song was silenced, and who now demands the world listen.

A haunted river. A grieving town. A detective running out of time. When the peaceful riverside town of Ọ̀yán is shaken by a string of mysterious drownings, Detective Kareem is assigned the one case no one wants. Each victim dies with the same haunting last word: “Ẹ̀nítàn.” What begins as a local investigation soon unravels a buried legend—of a betrayed river spirit, a sacred curse, and ancestral silence that demands to be broken. As Kareem digs deeper, the river begins to whisper his name too. Whispers by the River is a supernatural mystery inspired by African spirituality, where truth is hidden beneath water, and justice comes with a price.

He died. Then woke up in Magi. Surrounded by corpses, Alex rises with a system, a new name—Merlin—and violet Rukh swirling around him. Ancient symbols burn on his skin. A grimoire floats beside him. Soldiers panic. Magi feel it. Even the dark Rukh takes notice. He’s not here to follow fate. He’s here to break it. New kingdom. New knights. Same chaos. And it all starts with one corpse coming back to life.

The River of Spirits doesn't flow with water - it flows with memory. And not all memories are merciful. Kael was born without a past. Or so he believed. But when a monstrous entity rises from the cursed river, something inside him stirs - a whisper, a fragment, a voice that should not exist. Now hunted by forgotten spirits and guided by a shadow that knows his name, Kael must face the guardians of the sigils: each one sealed with a painful memory he once begged to forget. Some memories are lost. Others are buried. And some... were taken from him for a reason. Would you reclaim your soul, even if it meant destroying it again?

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Tristan Bao is at the bottom of the barrel, broke, and stuck with a Spark so weak that he was disowned by his own father. But rent doesn't pay itself, and the only place that pays the best money is the Defenders. Life will be stuck in the Tower: a cursed labyrinth crawling with monsters, secrets, and power beyond belief. What should have been an easy E-rank run turns into a slaughter, and once the survivors leave, something comes out with them. He survived the Tower by pure chance, so what happens now? He was struck with such a harsh change to his body. How will he survive in this world now?

What if one day you woke up in a world that wasn’t yours? No clear memories. A body you don’t recognize. Surrounded by ruins, corpses… and something worse than death. This is how Lavitz’s story begins—a man torn from his reality and thrown into a kingdom ravaged by war, magic, and a conspiracy that stretches from the shadows to the thrones. A world where the past hides in mist, the undead march from cursed lands, and every choice could alter the fate of entire nations. How would you react if the impossible became real? Would you fight? Would you run? Or would you dare to discover who you are… in a world already set ablaze?

In a world full of different types of magic, follow as the supreme magic is mastered by the Lone Magi.

Cynthia Fola is a woman who seems to have it all. A celebrated author. A loving wife. A devoted mother. Her books have touched hearts across the world, yet the story she’s never told is the one still bleeding inside her. Six years ago, in the silence of her apartment, she miscarried a child she never told anyone about. Not her friends. Not her therapist. Not even Damson, the man whose name she whispered through the pain. He left her soon after, never knowing what she lost. She never asked why. She just survived. Now living in quiet elegance with her husband Levi and their son Adam, Cynthia has carefully rebuilt a life that looks whole. But when a professional event in Dubai brings Damson back into view — older, bolder, and standing on the very stage she’s meant to own — the walls she’s held up begin to crack. Memories return with force. Her body remembers the ache. Her heart remembers the silence. And in the glow of chandeliers and applause, she is forced to confront the love that left her, the pain that shaped her, and the truth she buried beneath success. Cry Me a River is a lyrical, unflinching portrait of grief, motherhood, marriage, and memory. It is the story of a woman who gave everything to protect someone’s dream, only to nearly die in the process — and what happens when that dream returns, asking for her voice again.

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Magic defines the world. It shapes nations, decides wars, and divides the weak from the powerful. Those who master it rule. Those who don't serve it. For centuries, the Magi have stood at the peak — wielding spells that bend nature, reshape matter, and defy death itself. Forgotten ruins stir with life. Ancient laws fracture. And the balance between order and chaos have always been gray here.

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Kieran, the ruthless heir to the Tenebrous Kingdom, is a monster forged from darkness and fire. His dragon-werewolf bloodline courses with untamed power, striking fear into the hearts of all who dare oppose him. But when Kieran captures Kalliope, a delicate beauty with a hidden past, he unwittingly unleashes a centuries-old vendetta. Kalliope is a mermaid, descendant of a people who have waged war against the dragons since the dawn of time. As Kieran's slave, Kalliope walks a deadly tightrope in his kingdom, concealing her true nature. But as their paths entwine, a forbidden attraction ignites, threatening to destroy the fragile balance between their worlds. Can their love overcome the ancient hatred that has haunted them for centuries? What happens when Kieran discovers Kalliope's secret?

Victoria navigates the mysterious World she woke up in, and tries to understand why some details feel familiar to her. Her curious nature, aided by something deeper, pushes her into a series of investigations. One leading to events more dangerous than others, with each progress. Something far from natural was brewing in Greywood, and the glimpses of her alternate self dying in numerous situations didn’t help her suspicions. But most of all… what is the secret behind her newly awakened abilities?

In love with the goddess

Elestria waits for her mate for 240 full moons. This year, she was the gossip for being the only one without a mate. Tired and disappointed, she joined the palace forces to spy on the Seraphim Kingdom. Under the lunar eclipse, she found that special fragrance. For the first time, her body was deeply relaxed, but her mind was aflame. The wolf in her stirred with excitement. Elestria found him. His brilliant red eyes didn't blink as they locked gazes. In that very moment, they realized they had found each other as enemies.

River and Ganglion never knew each other. But who could ever predict such a far sought friendship could actually be possible.

“The river remembers what time tries to wash away.” In the shadow of 1910s Chicago, where expectations run high and secrets run deep, a quiet current carries two souls toward each other. Nell Whitmore, a young woman bound by duty yet driven by creative longing, finds her only freedom beside the river—a place where dreams take shape in ink and silence. Jamie Calloway, a reserved carpenter with his own quiet burdens, begins work near that same riverbank, never expecting to find something—or someone—that might change everything. As seasons shift and years pass, their paths tangle and fray under the weight of family, time, and the choices that define us. Framed through fragments of forgotten journals and memories, Mend in the River is a deeply romantic, achingly lyrical novel about love lost and found, the scars we carry, and the places that hold our truths long after we’ve gone.

The Selection. That incident was the beginning of it all. The planet earth was in a galaxy with not a single speck of magic at all. And when the high humans came through portals they had no means to resist. Each one of them were disasters by themselves. Earthquakes and floods, tornados and volcanic eruptions happened. But high humans controlled the disasters well. All of them chose isolated areas to show their powers. None died as a result. Sixteen high humans gave their message. "Mortals, you shall not fear, as long as you obey our commands you will prosper with us. We have been blessed by the goddess with magic and we will choose few talented people to be our apprentices." Needless to say, response was an huge uproar. Countless men and women got tested. Only the most talented ones would be chosen. High humans way to measure magic affinity and potential was simple. They would direct some of their mana to your hands and ask you to turn it in to a ball. A red transparent ball with a sparkle inside would mean affinity towards fire element, a blue one with converging water drops in it would mean water, a brown ball with miniscule black dot earth affinity and lastly a white ball vacuuming air constantly would mean air affinity. There were also other affinities but their rate were a thousand to one or less. When high humans chose their apprentices they disappeared into their portals. Humanity carried on with it's life. Those who tested knew their affinity now but what could they do with it ? Brag about it ? That was what most did actually. Cults and organizatons were formed. Many people gathered and tried to awaken their power. But what could they do in a world without a speck of mana ? Although a bit chaotic at the beginning, world returned to normal. Until the Gates opened.

Fantasy can be something we wished to be true but never came to be reality