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Los Hijos De Ash

Love from the ashes

Love, Betrayal, Blood, but not Hatred. Only cold revenge, and a son to complete the family. "D" Section, a nonexistent military unit. "D" for dark, "D" for depth, "D"... for death. It demanded no attachment, and Daemon sacrificed love for it. Years later, the death of his teammates made him feel that he had done enough for the country, so he came back to the city he grew in. But can what has been forsaken be gained back? Because now Evelyn, the one to have breathed vitality in his numb, orphaned heart, had her own life, and a little boy calling her mother. Also, while he left his life full of dead bodies behind, did that life really let him go? From the ashes, will it love or... ? _ _ _ Two lovers who still love each other even with scars left behind by past events. They narrowly miss a chance to meet again and rekindle the lost spark, with him left with an empty heart, and her with her pain renewed, only buried because of the sun of her life, her son, their son… that he knew nothing about. They each continue with their own life in their own way. Their paths even almost become parallel to each other, almost taking the opposite direction with new commitments. But fate be damned, even if it now seems to push them toward each other. From the ashes, their love shall blaze anew. Or maybe not. Find the answer yourself. ___ First draft of characters image on my discord, a channel for fans to get together: https://discord.com/invite/C86EJvCJdd Comment and review, don't forget.
LifeDayDreams · 38.4K Views

By Blood and Ashes

In the heart of the empire, House Velcraven stood as a legend of power, feared for their dark blood magic and ruthless might. Their name was synonymous with strength, their red eyes a mark of nobility, and their rituals a gateway to unearthly force. At the center of their bloodline was Katherine, the youngest heir, born under a prophecy that declared her the future of her house. Her birth was marked by tragedy: her mother perished in childbirth, a sign of strength according to Velcraven tradition, for to kill in birth was to claim dominion. Yet this triumph was short-lived. When Katherine completed her Rite of Passage—drinking the blood of her ancestors—she gained the power of twenty men, but at a price: her very life would now depend on the blood she drained from others. No longer could she live in peace; she must feed or succumb to death. But the day of her ascension brought more than just power. She began seeing visions—cryptic whispers from the past, a woman shrouded in shadows, who seemed to be her long-dead ancestor. The woman shows her a vision of destruction, and of a war that would tear her house apart. Before Katherine could warn her family, the great houses of the empire, in league with the emperor himself, set their treacherous scheme in motion. Stormhold, the Velcraven ancestral castle, was engulfed in flames. Her father, seeing her gift as a sign of ancient power, managed to send Katherine away in secret, safeguarding the last hope of the Velcraven bloodline. But her family stayed behind to face the slaughter, their names lost to the ravages of war. Alone in a foreign land, Katherine must learn to survive, to feed, and to rebuild her house to its former glory. The blood of her ancestors courses through her veins, guiding her path as she seeks vengeance against the cowardly houses that betrayed her—and the emperor who plotted her house’s downfall. With visions haunting her every step and the weight of her lineage upon her shoulders, Katherine will carve her way through a world that knows nothing of House Velcraven and everything of its wrath.
RyoInThaBassu · 681 Views

El retorno de los guerreros elementares

“Los gemelos no pueden estar juntos, o el mundo será destruido.” Dijo Sabrina sin emoción: "¡Tenemos que separaros!" El dolor de una nueva existencia. “¡Simon!” El llanto de la niña hizo mudanzas en el tejido de la trama.  “Yo tomaré todo lo que tienes, abuelo, y te destruiré” El odio del niño hizo quebró lazos. Dos almas que volvieron al mundo, desde temprano, solo para experimentar nuevamente el dolor y el sufrimiento. Pero había personas que de esa vez les acompañarían para luchar contra su destino escrito en piedra, y les mostrarían que vivir, no era solo desespero, cuando había alguien de tu lado. “Te ayudaré”, dijo el joven . “Enfrentaremos eso juntos” “En el pasado, cometimos errores tontos”, la chica que odiaba se puso de su lado. “Pero ahora, juntos, venceremos cualquier desafío, ¿no es para eso que volvimos?” En una dimensión rota, una niña le miraba con tanta codicia e interés que le dio pie de gallina. “Eres exactamente la cobaya que procuraba”, la niña lo miró con una sonrisa sádica que le hizo dar un paso para atrás reflexivamente. “Venga, cuidaré bien de ti” Adentrando en una tienda sospechosa e interesante, el hombre que la comandaba se viró para mirarla, sus ojos, negros, se volvieron azules, como si llamas lo incendiasen.  La chica dio un paso para atrás, sintiendo el peligro, pero la porta se cerró detrás de ella con un golpe y el hombre le sonrió. E con una voz magnética y seductora, le dijo calma y posesivamente. "Estás finalmente aquí, de esa vez, no te dejaré ir." Mientras los poderes dimensionales luchaban, planeaban, crecían, ganaban y perdían. El árbol del mundo dejó su última hoja caer. Iniciando. El fin. Esa historia es de mi autoría, pero también la publico en la webnovel. El español no es mi primer idioma, si hubiere errores, por favor avísame y sean pacientes. Plagió: no permitido, esa viene de mi cabeza, entonces, cuidado, no saben lo que hay en ella. Yo mismo tengo miedo de ella a veces :3
Miss_Fourier · 304 Views
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