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Silent Raindrops

Atticus [BL]

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.
lazyferret · 7.5K Views

Three Kingdoms: Reincarnated as Lü Bu with a system

In the chaotic era of the Three Kingdoms, where warlords vie for supremacy and kingdoms rise and fall, a modern soul awakens in the body of the infamous Lü Bu—the peerless warrior known as the Flying General. Armed with a mysterious system that grants him unparalleled power and strategic insight, the reincarnated Lü Bu is determined to rewrite his story. This time, he will not be the reckless warrior manipulated by others nor the traitor scorned by history. Instead, he will unite the fractured land under his banner, carving a legacy that rivals even the greatest legends of his time. Through cunning strategy, ruthless ambition, and overwhelming strength, Lü Bu conquers villages, crushes rebellions, and builds alliances. Along the way, he grapples with the weight of his new identity, the challenges of loyalty, and the complexities of navigating a world filled with treachery and ambition. But as Lü Bu rises to power, the system reveals that his greatest challenge lies not only in uniting the land but in facing forces that threaten the very fabric of history. Will he succeed in forging a new destiny, or will he fall victim to the same fate that history once dictated? --- Note: This novel is a fanfiction inspired by the myth and historical legends of the Three Kingdoms period in China. It reimagines the life of Lü Bu through the lens of reincarnation and an alternate timeline, blending historical elements with fantasy and action. (Book Cover from: Three Kingdoms: Live as Lu Bu)
Silently_Silent · 8.4K Views

The Silent Rebellion

Fiza Alvi had everything—wealth, status, and power.But behind her calm and composed demeanor lay a secret, a mission that brought her into Ibrahim Siddiqui’s world. A self-made entrepreneur, Ibrahim had built his company from the ground up, driven by sheer determination and a belief in justice. He saw the world in black and white—until she walked into his life. What could a woman who had it all possibly want from a man like him? “Why would someone like you work here, Fiza?” Ibrahim asked, his sharp gaze piercing through her. “You could be doing anything you wanted. You’re too qualified for this.” She met his gaze steadily, her expression unreadable. “Not everything is about qualifications, Mr. Siddiqui. Sometimes, people work for reasons that have nothing to do with their résumé.” Ibrahim frowned, intrigued but suspicious. “And what reason would that be?” Fiza’s lips curled into a slight smile. “That, Mr. Siddiqui, is none of your business—yet.” As secrets unravel and their worlds collide, Fiza and Ibrahim are drawn into a web of intrigue, danger, and emotions they never anticipated. Beneath the surface of boardroom politics lies a game of survival, and every move they make has consequences. “You trust too easily,” she warned, her eyes glinting with an emotion he couldn’t name. “And you,” he countered, “hide too much.” In a story where loyalty is tested and love blooms amidst chaos, Fiza and Ibrahim must confront not only their shared enemies but also the truths about themselves. Will they rise together, or will their differences tear them apart? ---
DaoistFfXT9y · 9.4K Views

Silent Flames, Forbidden Paths

"Let me take a look." Mr. Wright’s voice was calm, professional even, but his touch—steady and assured as he lifted me onto the desk—was anything but ordinary. His hands, broad and strong, lingered just a moment too long on my arm as he steadied me, sending an unwelcome but undeniable shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard, trying not to notice the way his tie loosened slightly as he leaned in or the faint scent of cedarwood and worn pages that seemed to follow him everywhere. He was close enough now that I could see the faint worry lines etched into his brow as he carefully slid the strap of my uniform off my shoulder. "Alina," he said softly, his voice low but tinged with exasperation, "why do you always end up hurt?" His fingers ghosted over the darkened skin near my collarbone, examining it with the precision of someone who cared too much but tried not to show it. "You need to stop being reckless," he murmured, his tone shifting, softer now. "If anyone bullies you again, come to my office, and I’ll deal with them." It was a simple offer, but I had to remind myself, loudly and firmly, that this was my Mr.. The man responsible for my education, not... whatever my mind was trying to turn him into. "Mr. Wright," I started, trying to regain control of the situation—and my racing heart. "This really isn’t a big deal. I can handle myself." His jaw tightened ever so slightly, and for a fleeting moment, I thought he might argue. Instead, he stepped back, his hands falling away from me as if realizing they’d overstayed their welcome. --------------------------------------------------------------- Alina Hart, a sharp-tongued high school senior, hides behind sarcasm and wit to mask the pain of fractured family life. Shipped off to a prestigious boarding school by a father who no longer sees her, Alina struggles to find her place in a world of strict rules and academic expectations. Enter Mr. Cristiano Wright, a 27-year-old literature teacher whose calm demeanor and sharp intellect make him both an enigma and a fasciChrision. Tasked by Alina’s older brother Ethan to keep an eye on her, Wright finds himself drawn to the complexity beneath her rebellious exterior. In the backdrop of Shakespearean sonnets and Romantic poetry, Alina and Wright navigate an increasingly fraught connection. What begins as reluctant mentorship soon transforms into a tangled web of forbidden emotions, unspoken words, and an undeniable pull that neither can ignore. Set against the bustling corridors of an urban high school and the quiet corners of a library filled with unspoken confessions, Silent Flames, Forbidden Paths explores the fine line between admiration and desire, duty and vulnerability. As Alina and Wright grapple with their feelings, they must confront their moral boundaries and the cost of their choices. Can they maintain the lines they’ve drawn, or will their emotions blur them beyond recognition?
ALT_Annchi_ · 1.8K Views
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