Anastasia Wright

After a near-fatal accident, nineteen-year-old Anastasia wakes up in a collapsing dystopian world, trapped in the body of Kiah Solvane, an estranged member of a fallen noble house. Her only goal? Get back to her dying mother before time runs out. But to do that, she must navigate a city ruled by violence and secrets. To reach the Mysterious Overseer beyond the wall — the only one who might undo the glitch that brought her here — Anastasia must join a rebel group, fight through mutated Degenerates, infiltrate secret factions, and most importantly, cross a goddamn steel wall. Two years. One borrowed body. No second chances.

Leon Russo. The 30th mafia man. Italian. Influential, tough, possessive, but when it comes to her.. When I first saw her in that damn club and the way she sang... My heart broke into a thousand pieces. Anastasia... You will be mine. You're already mine.

"Wait," President Mason uttered, his tone low and biting.  Anastasia turned slowly, her heart sinking.  "You looked happy back there when George was flirting with you," he accused, his eyes bored into her. Anastasia froze, her eyes widening in disbelief.  "Flirting?" she repeated, a bitter scoff escaping her lips. "He was drunk, Mason. Everyone could see that." "That's not what I saw." Mason stepped closer, his voice cold. "You were laughing, enjoying it...just like you were with Nicholas."  At the mention of Nicholas, Anastasia's stomach churn.  "Ex...excuse me?" she asked, her voice trembling with restrained anger.  "You heard me!" He yelled at her. "First it was Nicholas, now a coworker. How low can you go?"  The words cut through Anastasia, her fists clenching as she fought back the tears threatening to spill.  She stared at him, fighting the urge to pounce on him when she finally raised her fingers, pulling out her wedding ring. "Let's get a divorce!"  ★★★ Anastasia Stones never expected her life to turn into a whirlwind of power plays, and deep-seated secrets when she got into an arranged marriage with Mason Harrington, the enigmatic, cold-hearted President of a billion-dollar company because of her family's debt.  Their two years secret marriage was built on formality and indifference, with Mason's world revolving around business and control until Anastasia began working in his company, without anyone knowing she's the president's wife. And everything worsens when Nicholas, Mason's estranged half-brother and the company's COO, unexpectedly returns after five years.  His reappearance stirs old rivalries, pulling Anastasia into the center of a storm between the President and the COO of Harrington Tech Corporation. Will Anastasia find her voice and reclaim her independence, or will she remain a pawn in the game of two powerful men? And what happens after finding out she's pregnant for the President?

Five years ago, Anastasia Laurent broke his heart. To her, their college romance was just a careless game—toying with a love she never took seriously. To Dante Alexander Montgomery, it was the ultimate betrayal. Now, he’s back. No longer the lovesick senior she abandoned—but a ruthless billionaire who owns half the city. When Anastasia’s best friend begs her to go on a blind date in her place and ruin it, she agrees—after all, how bad could it be? Bad. Very bad. Because her date? Dante. And he’s not just here to rekindle old flames. He’s here to destroy her. Before she can run, Dante traps her in a deal she never saw coming: Marriage. Publicly, they’ll be the perfect billionaire power couple. Privately? He’ll make her regret the day she walked away. But as the lines between revenge and obsession blur, Anastasia realizes one thing— She thought she was done with Dante. But Dante was never done with her. --- Excerpt "You think you can run from me again, Anastasia?” Dante's voice was calm, but the storm in his eyes told another story. She backed into the wall, pulse racing as he stalked closer, his towering frame cutting off every escape route. “I-I’m not—” she stammered. His fingers tilted her chin, forcing her to meet his cold gaze. “You didn’t just break my heart,” he murmured darkly. “You shattered it. And now? Now, you’ll pay for it.” Her breath hitched. “Congratulations, Anastasia,” he whispered, leaning in until his lips brushed her ear. “You just became my wife.”

"Yo, alfa Dylan, te rechazo a ti, Anastasia, como mi pareja". "A-y, yo, Anastasia, acepto tu rechazo, alfa Dylan". Me forcé a decir, antes de huir entre lágrimas. Tan pronto como llegué a mi habitación y cerré la puerta, estallé en risas a gusto. "¡No puedo creerlo. ¡Por fin, el Alfa Dylan me ha dejado en paz!". Todos se estarán preguntando por qué estoy feliz de ser rechazada por mi pareja, ¿verdad? Eso es porque no soy la verdadera Anastasia.

Je ne suis pas une demoiselle typique ! ###### "Moi, alpha Dylan, je te rejette, Anastasia, en tant que ma compagne". "An- et moi, Anastasia, accepte ta rejection, alpha Dylan". Je me suis forcée à dire, avant de m'enfuir en larmes. Dès que je suis arrivée dans ma chambre et j'ai fermé la porte, j'ai éclaté de rire à cœur joie. "Je ne peux pas croire ça. Enfin, Alpha Dylan est hors de ma vie !". Vous vous demandez tous sûrement pourquoi je suis contente d'être rejetée par mon compagnon, n'est-ce pas ? C'est parce que je ne suis pas la vraie Anastasia.

"Eu, alfa Dylan, rejeito você, Anastasia, como minha companheira". "An- e, eu, Anastasia, aceito sua rejeição, alfa Dylan". Forcei-me a dizer, antes de fugir em lágrimas. Assim que cheguei ao meu quarto e fechei a porta, caí na gargalhada com todo o meu coração. "Não acredito nisso. Finalmente, o Alfa Dylan saiu do meu pé!". Vocês devem estar se perguntando por que estou feliz em ser rejeitada pelo meu companheiro, certo? Isso porque eu não sou a verdadeira Anastasia.

"Ich, Alpha Dylan, lehne dich, Anastasia, als meine Gefährtin ab". "An- und ich, Anastasia, akzeptiere deine Ablehnung, Alpha Dylan". Ich zwang mich, das zu sagen, bevor ich unter Tränen davonlief. Sobald ich in meinem Zimmer ankam und die Tür schloss, brach ich in herzhaftes Gelächter aus. "Ich kann es nicht glauben. Endlich ist Alpha Dylan von meinem Rücken!" Ihr fragt euch sicher alle, warum ich glücklich bin, von meinem Gefährten abgelehnt zu werden, oder? Das liegt daran, dass ich nicht die echte Anastasia bin.

“I, alpha Dylan, reject you, Anastasia, as my mate”. “An- and, I, Anastasia, accept your rejection, alpha Dylan”. I forced myself to say, before I ran away in tears. As soon as I arrived in my room and shut the door, I burst out laughing to my heart's content. “I can't believe this. Finally, Alpha Dylan is off my back!”. You may all be wondering why I am happy to be rejected by my mate, right? That's because I'm not the real Anastasia.

*Ano 2054.* Éramos quatro. Meu pai trabalhava duro todos os dias para sustentar nossa família: minha mãe, Anastasia, meu irmão gêmeo, Kairus, e eu — Kiara. Enquanto o mundo mergulhava em guerras e caos, a humanidade corria contra o tempo para evitar o colapso total. Mas havia uma chance. Uma nave. Um novo planeta. Graças à inteligência artificial, a humanidade descobriu um possível novo lar. Só que poucos seriam escolhidos para embarcar. Determinada a salvar minha família, fui capaz até de me infiltrar no sistema da nave e incluir nossos nomes na lista. Mas o preço foi alto: perdemos nosso pai durante a decolagem. Devastados, seguimos viagem com milhares de outros escolhidos, deixando para trás tudo o que conhecíamos. Nosso destino? Um planeta desconhecido. Nossa esperança? Recomeçar... além da Terra.

[Book 1 of Series Love and Empires] #Blurb version 1 “You wanted a serious marriage with me, that's what you said. And now you’re trying to secretly meet your brother,” Vance said, pushing Liquorice onto the bed. At that moment, their eyes met. Liquorice could see dangerous gold sparks radiating strongly from his usually harmless black eyes. And she can smell the scent of the forest after the rain, that was Vance’s pheromone. “Yes. I tried, but what you did was push me away. Vance, our marriage is only political, you said so,” Liquorice replied firmly. “Are you angry with me about it?” Vance took his duchess’s hand and placed a kiss on her beautiful hand. His voice was as seductive as the sing of the fairy Anastasia. However, this time, Liquorice wouldn’t be weak, “This is a political marriage, I have no reason to be angry.” “Then why do you keep saving me, over and over again?” Vance looked into his duchess’s emerald eyes, unable to hide his confident smile. Liquorice pulled her hand away from him, “I did it for my own benefit.” Vance leaned close to her ear and whispered, “You know you can’t fool me with such a fragile lie. Sweet Root, don’t go anywhere and stay with your husband tonight.” #Blurb version 2 "Enter Jadeherb and destroy it from within, this is your mission," Duke Truman told her. "My dear little sister, go into Jadeherb and bring me valuable information to awaken the mystical dragon. When I become the king of the seven empires, no one will be able to harm you," her brother told her. "My duchess, my Sweet Root, come to me, I will protect you," her husband Duke Barlow told her. For centuries, there were no kings, only 7 dukes ruling their empires, and the Council regulated power. This was how the world worked. In the Council, the no-end war between the Reds and the Blues was obvious. However, an unexpected political marriage took place. The groom was Vance II Barlow, the Duke of Jadeherb, representing the Blues. The bride was Liquorice Ryland, whose godfather was the duke representing the Reds, Klay Truman. The council informed the people that this marriage was a handshake of friendship between the Reds and the Blues, ushering in a new era of peace, but Liquorice did not believe it. Because she had been trained to be a spy for the past year. Liquorice understood that she was just a small pawn on the chessboard of men. Who will Liquorice choose? What will be the end of the battle between the Reds and the Blues? Are there any other plots going on?

Dark Night. Black Ties. Unserved Ties. “The best part about hiding a secret? The harder you try to bury it, the more it demands to surface.” After the harrowing night of justice, the world was convinced the Devil was no more. Preston University seemed liberated from the grip of its dark tormentors. But at what cost? LarksVille, a high-end town of powerful people, conceals a long-forgotten tale of crime, injustice, and secrets. And this time, Anastasia has more than just one clue. But the real question remains: if the Devil is dead, who had been aiding her all along? Another stalker? Another Devil? Or was everything a lie? Torn between freedom and justice, Anastasia is more determined than ever to uncover the truth. Her only restraint: Everything she believed so far was all a lie.

Valerie transmigrated into a novel as Anastasia who has to fight for the position of the empress. She is forced to impersonate her sister Guinevere just to survive. The tried to avoid the Emperor but ends us been bounded to him by fate

Living as the fifth daughter of a noble family, Amira found herself adrift in the fog of her home, neglected and overlooked by those she once called her own. Her days were spent in the solitude of the attic, a hidden oasis away from the bustling world outside. However, when the tumult of war erupts and she is thrust into the role of a truce offering between two formidable nations, she grapples with the uncertainty of surviving in a new kingdom known for its icy demeanor and ruthless nature. Will she navigate this foreign terrain and carve out a new existence she never fathomed? (Excerpt) "Clean it," Zyran commanded. "Yes, your Highness," the servant acknowledged with a respectful bow, ready to fetch the cleaning supplies. "Not you," Zyran interjected, causing the servant to freeze in confusion. "Her," he added, nodding in the direction of Anastasia, whose eyes widened in disbelief. Anastasia blinked rapidly, trying to process the situation. "Pardon?" she asked. "Clean the mess on the floor," Zyran instructed. The crowd started murmuring and Anastasia shifted uncomfortably on her knees. "That's the servant's job, not mine. Why should I? I don't think I understand what you are trying to say Prince Zyran. My father will never approve of this," Anastasia began only to be abruptly cut off by Zyran. "Don't make me repeat myself. I'm sure you wouldn't like it if I interfered with your task," Zyran warned. Anastasia's lips trembled as she fought to hold back her words. She knew Zyran's reputation for being ruthless, and she didn't want to make her situation any worse than it already was. "Get me the cleaning supplies," she instructed the servant, who was prepared to follow her command until Zyran interjected. "No one will help you," he declared. Anastasia's chest heaved with anger as she locked eyes with Amira, who was standing behind Zyran. She rose to her knees, intending to fetch the cleaning supplies herself, but Zyran stopped her once again. "Where do you think you're going?" he demanded. "To bring the bucket," she replied with a hint of annoyance, but she quickly reminded herself to remain composed. "I never asked you to stand up," Zyran stated. "Then how am I supposed to clean the floor?" she inquired. "Use your dress," Zyran replied. The onlookers in the crowd were visibly shocked, exchanging bewildered glances and murmurs as they witnessed the unfolding scene. Anastasia's cheeks turned crimson with embarrassment.

"Marinette, I beg you...please go back to your world." it wasn't my real name that the man in front of me called out to me. It was a really long journey ever since I came into the novel, that name belongs to the villainess of the novel and the guy who was holding my hand was the villain, Philip de Anastasia. "Philip...be a good emperor." I achieved my goal to give the crown to the one who truly deserves it and not the male lead of the novel, Richard de Anastasia. Philip was the first prince, the emperor's first child with the concubine, and Richard was the son of the empress. I went against all odd to make Philip the emperor. [Time Remaining: 3 seconds.] Everything is bound to an end, I hope this villain will be alright even when I'm gone. [Sun-hee will be deleted from the world, Marinette returned in three, two, and one...] Before I was gone, many memories flashed before my eyes from the start. Waking up as the villainess who was the fiance of the male lead, the female lead's half-sister, meeting the second male lead and all the extras of the novel. Till this point, I no longer saw anyone in that role anymore. Everyone could be in any role they desire to be. And for my role, I'm proud to be a villainess in everyone's eyes. My Man Is A Villain, So Am I!

"Your fate has been decided. You knew this when you made that decision years ago. The only way out for your family is for your son to marry the Daughter of Destiny. Only her fate is strong enough to save your lineage," the priest said. "Then we must find this Daughter of Destiny," the king declared. After committing many evil deeds, a dying king tries to save his family from the wrath of heaven. He had defied heaven once, and he was confident he could do it again. Anastasia, the unflavoured daughter of Duke Thompson, becomes the prey whose good fortune will be used to save the royal family. Would he succeed?? Find out!! Image credit goes to ImagineArt generator

Zheng Wei found himself transmigrated into the body of a noble prince- Louis Wright. He has all the money in the world and enjoys himself for a while but after some time finds everything boring. And he discovers that the world is ruled on magic split into two. Dark Magic and Light Magic. Louis Wright want to master both of them and showcase his rule as a prince and upcoming King. Who could have known that the once noble prince would find himself in a spot where he can do nothing but die? - Thestrangedream 2024

Imagine: A stone-cold Russian billionaire heir—Viktor Mikhailov (picture: brooding, black turtlenecks, eyes like a winter storm)—gets his entire life nuked when a secret baby appears on his doorstep during a thunderstorm. The twist? - The mom’s a manipulative party-girl who drugged him to get pregnant (trauma). - Baby Misha is half-Korean, all cheeks, and already inherits his "I will end you" glare. - Viktor’s family? Literal villains. Think: evil stepmoms, icy patriarch, and a mansion full of backstabbers. Now he’s juggling: - Harvard poetry classes (his one soft spot), - Diaper explosions (Yuri, his himbo bodyguard/BFF, helps… sorta), - Mafia-level family drama (they want the baby gone). Vibes: - "John Wick but with baby wipes." - "Succession meets Masha and the bear." - Angst so thick you could drown in it… until Misha babbles and Viktor’s cold heart melts. Why you’ll cry: - Viktor whispering “I don’t deserve you" while sobbing into Misha’s curls. - Misha throwing mashed potatoes (Ah, I think it was yogurt? shii, I don't remember) at Anastasia’s $50k fur coat. - The jellyfish hair clips. Always the jellyfish clips. TL;DR: A man who’d never held a baby becomes DAD OF THE YEAR while fighting his psycho family, falling in love with his kid, and low-key redeeming his soul. Feat. Russian lullabies, baby fencing lessons, and emotional damage.

She signed a contract. He signed a grudge. Now they’re bound by a mistake neither of them can undo. Anastasia Rae thought she was accepting a freelance design deal. Instead, she walked straight into a marriage contract—with none other than Christian Blake, New York’s most private and untouchable billionaire. For Christian, the marriage was a means to an end—a loophole to unlock his late grandfather’s empire. He never planned to fall for anyone. And definitely not for her. But fate doesn’t care about their intentions. Now, trapped in a cold marriage built on secrets and legalities, Ana and Christian must act like a perfect couple in front of the world. But when fake kisses spark real feelings, and revenge collides with vulnerability… What happens when love was never part of the deal— but becomes the only thing either of them wants?

The world didn't end with a bang. No fire. No warning. Just silence. Jason Wright and his family now live buried beneath the surface, sealed in a high-tech bunker designed for survival—not comfort. With no messages from the outside and no clear explanation for the collapse, days blur into one another. Their only certainty is isolation. But what really happened out there? Was it a disaster... or something intentional? Is there still life beyond the bunker walls? Are their friends, lovers, extended family still alive—or long gone? How long can a family endure in such close confinement before old roles shift and new attractions emerge? Can Jason carry the weight of responsibility when the world above offers no answers—and the world below begins to fracture? And if he ever gets out of the bunker... what will Jason find waiting for him outside? — Author Notes — This is my first novel. It’s a character-driven, slow-burn psychological drama set in a post-apocalyptic bunker, exploring the effects of prolonged isolation, moral collapse, and shifting family dynamics. The story includes mature themes and emotional complexity. >Content Warnings / Themes: #Incest (gradual tension, emotional and/or physical) #Moral ambiguity #Post-apocalyptic survival #Isolation & mental strain #Power dynamics within a confined space #Yuri >Why I’m Writing This: I'm writing this story to push my own boundaries as a author and to explore difficult questions about ethics, survival, and human psychology when stripped of societal norms. This project is a learning process for me. I'm not aiming for perfection—I’m aiming to grow. So if you read this and feel something—anything—I’d truly appreciate hearing your thoughts. Constructive criticism is more than welcome, whether it’s about pacing, dialogue, characters, or anything else. Please let me know what worked for you and what didn’t. Thanks for giving it a chance.

The Olympian gods have fallen. In a final act of defiance, Zeus and his fellow deities sacrificed everything to seal the Titans away, but at a cost. Their divine forms were shattered, their memories erased, and their souls scattered across the mortal world. Now, unknowingly reborn as ordinary school students, they live their lives with no recollection of their true power, their past battles, or the looming threat that still lingers in the shadows. But fate refuses to let them remain unaware. Strange occurrences begin to disrupt their lives: unexplainable abilities, vivid dreams of an ancient war, and an undeniable pull toward one another. As friendships form and rivalries reignite, the pieces of their past start to surface. And when the first cracks in the Titans’ prison begin to show, the clock starts ticking. Time is running out. The Titans are stirring once more. If the gods don’t remember who they are, the world as they know it will soon fall.

Raka Wright had just turned 18, it was supposed to be a joyous day. Filled with joy and laughter, instead, the sky split into two. They called it The Merger. That day, a second sun bled through the clouds and stitched the fantasy realm of Arche to Earth. Skyscrapers swallowed by mountains, coastlines vanished in fire, and entire countries burned to ashes. A silver-tongued deity dangled salvation before Raka’s family, then dropped them to their deaths. Where other survivors stretched trembling hands toward divinity, Raka met the gods’ gaze and did not flinch. “If heaven will not mourn with me, let it tremble before me.” Somewhere in the shattered world, time holds its breath around a sleeper wrapped in humming light—an unfinished weapon awaiting its cue. Behold the one forged in the fires of the end of the world, destined to kindle the first light of its rebirth. Things to expect: - Magic mixed with technology - Weak to strong, gets a boost in the beginning but its a hard climb from there. - Slow pacing, like pretty slow - Post Apocalyptic-ish - Action scenes that make sense - God vs Mortal and rewriting fate themes Note: SLOW PACED STORYTELLING! *********** I will also be posting on RoyalRoad . com u der the same name. https: //www . royalroad . com /profile/707226/ fictions **********

In a world on the brink of apocalypse, Anastasia Jael Hills is reborn three months before the catastrophic event, armed with memories of a past life. Driven by a thirst for revenge against those who wronged her and a vow to protect her family, Anastasia navigates the treacherous landscape, stockpiling resources and trying to make sense of her fragmented memories. Her journey becomes intertwined with that of Cassius Stormbringer, a mysterious warrior with his own secrets and fragmented memories. Bound by her space soul crystal containing his imprint, Anastasia and Cassius are drawn to each other, but their relationship is complicated by the apocalypse's cause - Cassius's past actions. As they confront the impending disaster and the dangers surrounding them, Anastasia must decide whether her desire to protect her loved ones can coexist with her growing feelings for Cassius in the face of all odds. Would she choose to stay with him trust while potentially putting her loved ones at risk, or would she leave him behind to protect those she cares about? The fate of the world hangs in the balance, as Anastasia faces an impossible choice between love, loyalty, and survival.

Cinderella, ten years after her father's suspicious death, suspects her stepmother and stepsisters, Anastasia and Drizzla, of foul play. Living as a servant in her own home, she secretly investigates, gathering evidence of their crime. Supported by her animal companions - mice, a dog, and a horse - and her mysterious Fairy Godmother, Cinderella embarks on a dangerous path to seek justice. This darker reimagining of the classic tale focuses on betrayal, vengeance, and the uncovering of long-hidden secrets. As Cinderella delves deeper into the mystery surrounding her father's death, she uncovers a complex web of deceit and manipulation. Her quest for revenge, driven by grief, forces her to confront her own inner darkness and the moral complexities of retribution. The journey is perilous, testing her cunning and courage, but Cinderella remains resolute in her determination to bring her tormentors to justice and find closure.

At eighteen, Anastasia returns to her birthplace—a city she once considered her safe haven—only to find that nothing is as she left it. What was meant to be a quiet homecoming becomes the spark of a storm she never saw coming. In a society that expects girls to stay silent, obedient, and content with what they’re given, Anastasia chooses rebellion. She refuses to be a blank page for others to write on—she wants to write her own story, even if it means being the heroine and the villain. As she reconnects with childhood friends and forms powerful new bonds within her gym group, Anastasia begins to rediscover herself—through laughter, loyalty, and unexpected emotions. But when love enters her life from the most unlikely person, everything begins to shift. What starts as a warm breeze quickly becomes a hurricane. Hidden behind every glance is a secret. And behind every relationship, a truth waiting to shatter everything. Haunted by a past that won’t stay buried, and surrounded by friends who may not be who they seem, Anastasia must learn what it truly means to rebel—not just against the world, but against her own doubts, fears, and desires. This is not just a story of love and friendship. It is the journey of a girl who chose to rise when the world wanted her to bow. A girl who dared to burn down expectations— And from the ashes, find her voice.

TITLE:THE ALMIGHTY (RESURRECT ME AURORA) THE ALMIGHTY (RESURRECT ME AURORA ) PROLOGUE: Here in the deep woods of London,a large kingdom The Nightshade hollow, There is said to be a mystery,a child born from both a vampire and werewolf, He is bestowed upon by seven dark rare magic,no one in the kingdom has seen He is said to be a half wolf and half vampire, Mystery foretold,he was casted a spell by the moon goddess, rise and fall of the moon in every 3000 years,he is said to fall asleep. And Can only be awakened by the rise of a new moon , but the curse was not permanent, only when he finds his Luna will he resurrect. Prince Hades Randolph,was said to be a brutal and heartless monster He was feared by All both vampires and werewolves, only a stare from him could make you vanish Everyone bow's at his sight, his Aura is dark and dominates All, never in his life had he fallen in love and never planned to. The humans feared him too, His heart is made of stone Stories said he looked like a God, his skin white and glowing like the star, women fall at his sight princess from different kingdom falls on him but none has he chosen, His lips as red as Rose, his nose Sharp and with the physique of a god,as tall as ever His voice as sweet as melody. Eyes as a crystal, but deep in it his eyes always dominates darkness. His powers can never be challenged, Some called him a monster, some said his born in darkness, some said he's a Satan. Mercy was never in his dictionary,it was said he hated his mother right from child and never had the thought to forgive her. His mother had a story behind. A prophecy was said that in the rising a new moon that he'll be resurrected by his fated Luna

"He was supposed to kill her. Instead, he claimed her as his obsession." Antoine Vellaria is a cursed immortal—a blood heir of the fallen Vellaria dynasty, known for their unmatched power and madness. For centuries, he’s lived in the shadows, bound by a prophecy that the woman born with the mark of moonfire would be his salvation… or his destruction. Anastasia Beurie is a gifted witch raised among humans, hiding from a world that once hunted her kind. She’s independent, clever, and completely unaware of her connection to a forgotten war of Elites—until she accidentally unlocks a power she was never meant to wield. When their paths collide during a blood moon ritual gone wrong, Antoine realizes two truths: 1. Anastasia is the reincarnation of the woman who once betrayed him. 2. He can’t kill her, because his soul craves her. Haunted by a past life she doesn’t remember and hunted by enemies she never knew she had, Anastasia is dragged into Antoine’s dangerous world of vampire lords, witch councils, and ancient curses. As secrets unravel, the line between revenge and love blurs. But loving Antoine means risking everything. Because if she awakens fully… She might just be the one to end him.

Author of Empire of Souls --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Peter Wright was an ordinary guy, living a mediocre life, but fate had other plans. Peter finds himself in a seemingly parallel world with nothing to his name but a wholly unimaginable power. Now Peter Wright steps forth to unravel what is his destiny, as Fayde of the Void. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------This novel is an Isekai novel, but it is different from a Japanese Isekai with heavy western influences. It still has some of the familiar tropes and elements of an Isekai, but with some twists and a hopefully more realistic world/story. There is harem in this novel, but no sexual content. Also, this is not a make a harem and forget them type of novel. Each woman is important and hopefully developed well.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Release schedule for this will be on a whim since my main novel on here is Empire of Souls. I will try to update when I can though.

In a world built on forgotten truths, a scattered people are hunted to extinction, their history erased and their homeland now a memory of dust and whispers. Their exodus is led by Kael, a man burdened by a destiny he never sought, who must guide the last survivors through a treacherous and unforgiving world. He is not alone, yet his companions are a fractured alliance. Among them are Clara, a scholar of forbidden lore; Lucian, a master of shadows and secrets; the steadfast warriors Dorian and Rocky; and the enigmatic Anastasia. Together, they are the only hope for their people, but the secrets they keep from each other may be as dangerous as the enemies that pursue them.