Mist Breather

Stories of Dracula, the crimson king. Something different from what have been told. The dream returned again, thick with fog and the stench of old blood. Elara stood barefoot on blackened soil, surrounded by whispering shadows. A voice echoed through the mist — ancient, intimate. “Izolda…” She didn’t recognize the name, yet it struck something buried deep, like a cracked bell in her bones. She woke before dawn, heart pounding. Behind her ear, blood trickled from a place no wound should be. She dabbed it with trembling fingers and stared at the smear of red. It was the third time this month. At first, she told herself it was stress. Nerves. Imagination. But when three monks arrived that morning cloaked in silence and dusk-colored robes, her doubts unraveled. “You’ve heard the Call,” the eldest said. “The Seal weakens.” They knew her name. They spoke of an order older than kings. And of a man — a monster — bound beneath soil and stone. Dracula. Elara’s blood remembered things her mind could not. And now, the past clawed its way forward — not as memory, but as prophecy.

In the shadowed streets of 1900s London, where fog swallows secrets and the dead whisper through the mist, a young man from the future awakens in a world that no longer remembers him. Albert never asked to be the bearer of a cursed lantern—nor the guide of wandering souls. Tasked by the enigmatic Goddess of Death, he joins a secretive order known as the Travelers, each haunted by their own past. Together, they must uncover the mystery behind growing supernatural disturbances, help tormented spirits find peace, and stop a darkness threatening to swallow both the living and the dead. But as reality frays and trust begins to crack, Albert must confront not only malevolent forces from beyond… but the secrets buried within himself. When the dead seek the light, will he lead them—or become one of them?

"Kneel,” she commanded, her voice sounding like that of an ancient. I was bemused. “I beg your pardon?” I asked. “You have no idea who you are dealing with.” “Oh, I know precisely who you are,” she replied. “Alpha Mätrang, the Crowned Prince of Ngäerawa. Säli has been whispering to me.” “Now kneel before the daughter of Säli, the first of her kind.” “The goddess forbid me from kneeling—” My knees were already kissing the ground before I could continue. My eyes widened with disbelief. “This… this is impossible,” I said.Agonizing pain seared my lower back as strings of words unfurled from her mouth. The mist crept towards me slowly. My skin scalded where the mist kissed. Each breath I drew felt like my last. She cocked her head. “Nothing is impossible for Säli.” ..... Centuries ago, Säli males arrogated the rights of the females, stripping them of any illusion of freedom. They maintained an antediluvian belief that females were slaves, turning them into breeders. The way they comported themselves, one would think they were the ones gifted by the goddess Säli, that they possessed the moon’s powers. The females were once bestowed with gifts from the goddess, but now they're saddled with suffering. But that was before the moon goddess Säli decided to put an end to the suffering by planting seeds in a female's womb. Nine moons later, she delivered a girl, Txälina, one who was born beneath the red moon, one who could command the world to its knees. Just as she was conferring upon the males a taste of their torment, she was interjected by the crowned prince of the realm, Mätrang. He thought she was a monster, but when he found out she was his mate, he was bemused. He would need to take her to the king for judgment for the massacre she created, but the pull of the mating bond was difficult to resist. And if he gives in to the mating bond, it would affect his position as the crown prince of the realm. Please note: This book is an adult Werewolf fantasy book that includes dark elements that might be triggering for some.

Fifteen-year-old Yuzuki Mikazuki is no stranger to silence. Blamed for everything, supported by no one—not even her closest friends or family—she drifts through the endless corridors of Kurokawa High like a shadow. When she’s mysteriously locked inside the school after hours, alone and lost, Yuzuki stumbles upon a secret ritual hidden deep within the sprawling, labyrinthine campus. There, bathed in a mist of dark energy and whispers of forgotten spirits, she witnesses the gathering of supernatural forces — and encounters a ghost boy who defies everything she thought she knew. As ancient myths unravel and the school’s hidden past comes alive, Yuzuki must confront the darkness that clings to Kurokawa High — and to herself. With no one to trust and nowhere to run, she decides to use the haunting truth to claim the justice she’s always been denied. Because sometimes, the most powerful ghosts are the ones you carry inside.

On July 1, 2099, at 18:45:00, the sky turned red—and the world changed forever. A crimson mist swept across the Earth, warping the fabric of reality. Monsters emerged, nations fell, and a mysterious system awakened within every human: ten talent draws that would define their power, purpose, and survival. Most received mediocrity. A few were gifted with greatness. Victor Lionheart was once a healer—valued but always behind the frontlines. Yet when destiny offers him a second chance, he awakens twenty years before the apocalypse. Armed with future knowledge, unshakable will, and a hunger to rise, Victor is determined to become the legend the world never saw coming. This time, he will draw ten talents—and every single one will be SSS-tier. From lost Diamond treasure chests to global battlegrounds, Victor races against time, fate, and enemies old and new to carve his path to godhood. The red mist has returned. The game has begun. And Victor Lionheart is ready to conquer it all.

"Soul Weaver's Requiem" tells the epic story of Elara, a young Soul Weaver born with extraordinary empathy in a world perpetually shrouded by the Veil – a mystical mist born from a cataclysmic "Great Emotional Shift." This event, caused by an ancient being named Seraphim attempting to eradicate intense emotions, instead fractured the world's soul, giving rise to monstrous emotional manifestations called Eidolons.

In the mist-shrouded city of Seoul, bizarre events begin to unfold. It all starts with a mysterious incident in an abandoned building in Gangbuk District 13, where an enigmatic red mist begins spreading throughout the city. Detective Jeong Hae-jun finds himself caught in the middle of a chaotic convergence of reality and illusion while investigating the case. Amid this turmoil, a peculiar middle-aged man named "Fog" appears before him, delivering cryptic warnings that thrust Jeong Hae-jun deeper into the mystery. Will this city survive the night of mist?

A retired special forces captain finds peace serving coffee in the mist-locked village that raised him—until a wounded stranger arrives, unearthing gentle secrets about his past and testing the community that calls him *“The Bridge.”*

This story is about a boy named Kiya(Asmond) trying to save his lover from monsters while under the control of Death and her tortures.

Se um dia você sentir seu coração queimar, não se preocupe! Isso é o início de uma grande aventura! Esta história sobre Luppo, o menino dos olhos de luz, ARDE em ação e mistério!

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?

Long ago, humans lived in peace... until supernatural abilities awakened in a chosen few. With those powers came the rise of a strange, deadly mist—the Silent Fog. The city of Valvern was the first to fall. Within the fog, monstrous creatures now hunt and devour anything alive. As survivors struggle to uncover the mystery behind the fog and defeat its beasts, a secret organization watches from the shadows—seeking to control the fog and twist its power for their own dark purposes. When silence falls… will humanity rise, or vanish with the light?

Marked by Blood and Moon A dark paranormal romance novel When Sophia arrives in the small, mist-shrouded town of Ashwood, all she wants is a fresh start. But Ashwood is a town built on secrets—a fragile peace held between vampires, werewolves, and the humans who pretend not to fear them. Sophia doesn’t know her blood is different. That it calls to monsters. That it intoxicates them. Soon, the vampire prince and the werewolf alpha—sworn enemies for a century—become obsessed. Both claim she is theirs. Both mark her without consent. And both would rather burn the town to ash than let the other have her. Trapped in a power struggle that could destroy Ashwood, Sophia must navigate seduction, violence, and betrayal. Her only chance at survival is to unravel the truth behind her blood… and fight back before the obsession turns deadly. But freedom comes at a price. And no one escapes the bonds of blood and moon.

Arianna never believed the old tales. Whispers of an underworld—a realm of the dead lurking beneath the land—were just stories told to frighten children. As a healer’s apprentice in a quiet village, she only worried about curing fevers and tending wounds. But when the earth splits open during a violent storm, Arianne is cast into darkness. Lost and injured, she stumbles through winding tunnels and ancient caverns marked by ghostly lights and long-forgotten symbols. There, she finds chilling remnants of lost civilizations—and warnings that the underworld is not only real, but hungry for the living. What begins as a desperate search for escape becomes a journey into legend. At last, she crosses the threshold into the true underworld, where the spirits of the dead wander in mist-filled halls of stone. And there, she encounters Tharos, the forbidding Guardian of Souls—sworn to keep the worlds apart. To him, she is a dangerous anomaly. To her, he is the key to returning home. But neither of them expects the bond forming between them—a connection that defies the laws of life and death. As forbidden desire blooms and rival underworld forces rise, Arianne must choose: risk her heart… or risk the worlds.

87 anos após a Terceira Guerra Mundial, ou a Guerra Cinza, como ficou conhecida, o mundo mudou. A fauna e a flora já não são nossas amigas e as nossas sombras são e serão as nossas armas. Que mundo caótico, não é? É neste mundo que acompanharemos o jovem Lucas Ícaro em sua jornada, enfrentando duas de suas maiores lutas até hoje: o medo de não ser forte o suficiente para proteger quem ama e o repentino e misterioso Vilão Fauno e sua facção que planejam muito mais do que meras mortes. Nessa jornada encontraremos monstros, árvores falantes, sombras, amizades, perdas, ação e muito mistério...

Stellar Fragments: When Steam Meets the Void, Who Will Light the Last Star? The morning mist over Port Belen reeks of rust. Zhou Mingrui never expected a crumpled oilcloth bundle, scavenged from a dockside jump, to tear open a rift to the Astral Plane. But when he unwraps it—a leather-bound book with a seven-pointed star embossed on its cover, its pages swirling with constellations—he feels a primal pull, like the stars themselves are whispering his name. This is 1873, and Port Belen is a city teetering between progress and chaos. Steam engines roar, but the clocks tick backward. Corpses in morgues scribble "Eclipse Prayers." Dockworkers go mad, screaming of a "whale with a thousand eyes." All roads lead to Stellar Fragments, a forbidden text rumored to hold the key to stopping the Astral Leviathan—a colossal entity slumbering in the void, its awakening marked by the "Void Solstice": when seven stars align over Port Belen, and reality itself begins to unravel. "You have the Starwatcher’s mark," says Claire, the scarred astrologer of the Night Owl Society, sliding the book across a creaky oak table. Her brass bracelets clink with constellations. "The last Starwatcher vanished a decade ago, leaving only this warning: When the seven stars kiss the Void, the Leviathan wakes. Only the Starwatcher can anchor reality—by becoming part of the stars themselves." But Zhou is no hero. Just a grad student of 19th-century occultism, now trapped in a game of cosmic stakes: A steam-powered astrolabe explodes in his hands, its needle pointing to "Void." A noble heiress’s "spirit pigeons" grow feverish, pecking at the sky where the Leviathan’s "void eyes" glow. The city’s Eclipse Value—measuring the breach between worlds—creeps up: 0.01%, 0.03%, 0.05%... In the flickering light of an old church basement, the Night Owl Society gathers. Seven "Astral Artifacts" lie scattered: a moonstone gear humming with pale light, a cracked whistle that silences mad machinery, a pocket watch frozen mid-tick… Five more remain. Without them, the Leviathan’s shadow will consume Port Belen. But Stellar Fragments holds a final, blood-chilling clue: "To bind the stars, the Starwatcher must bleed." That night, the Leviathan rises. Its gargantuan form breaches the mist, scales glinting with countless eyes, each one staring at Zhou Mingrui—and the book clutched in his hands. He grips Stellar Fragments, recalling his professor’s words: "Occultism isn’t about controlling the cosmos. It’s about finding light in the dark." Now, with nothing but flesh and starlight as his weapons, Zhou must decide: Will he become a star to stop the void… or be swallowed by it?

Madam, please be gentle with me "Jerry, I told you that we aren't meant to be. Why don't you understand? "It's because I love you, and I don't care about anything else." "Jerry, dont get me angry. " Kate Nelson left Las vegas for two years because of some family issues. Many people assumed that the bankruptcy made she and mom move, not knowing it was because her mom became ill and was required to change the environment. She came back to continue her education just to be pursued by someone who claims to love her The newton's family is the lead family in Las vegas with connections both in the military and in the business world. He's a 24-year-old charming bachelor who has women squirming at his feet coupled with his handsomeness cold-blooded personality we became well sorted joined with his family business we was well known to have an ex which he dedicated everything to that was until he met kate Nelson. 'Who was this girl who didn't even want me approaching?' He thought to himself There, he vows to make her his Would kate learn to accept accept Jerry's love for her Would Jerry be willing to wait for her to open up her heart ? Let's see how the cold-blooded couple's will cope with love in their mist

Some storms fall from the sky. Others rise from within. Caelum was born into sorrow - a quiet soul in a world where emotion carves the shape of destiny. When tragedy strikes their village and a monstrous shadow from beyond the veil tears their life apart, Caelum is left alone, drifting through a world on the edge of unraveling. Rescued by a mysterious warrior named Selka and granted the icy power of a forgotten force, Caelum begins a journey across the Weeping World - a land scarred by ancient storms, twisted beasts, and fading gods. With a frost-covered katana and a heart burdened by loss, Caelum hunts the one known only as the Midnight Wraith - a masked figure who weaves shadows like thread and seems to know more about Caelum than they should. But fate is not so easily cut. As echoes of distant worlds bleed into their own and strange visions stir in the mist, Caelum must unravel the truth behind the elemental Shrines, the three guardians of emotion, and the storm within themselves... before everything they love is lost again.

Millions of years ago, a prophecy was whispered into the fabric of time—of four gods who would each choose a mortal Vessel. Together, these Vessels would reshape the world… or watch it crumble. In the mist-shrouded town of Grayeve, a boy is born under an ordinary roof to a fisherman and a housewife. Yet, when he first opens his eyes, the clocks of the world stop ticking. Unknown to him, four ancient Saints stir. A god’s gaze turns to the mortal realm once more. Ten years later, time freezes again—this time, only for him. A mysterious man steps from shadows long forgotten and leads the boy to a church no one visits… where timelines crack, clocks spin in reverse, and divine truth speaks through stone and silence. His name is Eiran. And he is the Vessel of the God of Creation—bearing powers that can reshape reality, distort space, and freeze time. But power comes with a price. Whispers of war brew. Other Vessels stir in distant lands. And the gods who once watched now remain silent.

In the kingdom of Mayfrost, loyalty is a mask—and blood runs colder than snow. Captain Ralme Verdar of the Veil Rangers is hunting for his missing sister, Arya—a gifted sorceress who vanished without a trace. But when a cruel revelation shatters his hope, Ralme finds himself entangled in a deadly web of royal treachery, sorcery, deception, and a war he never meant to start. And far from the safety of thrones and banners, Fedran moves through the dark—a haunted wanderer and master of close-quarters combat and daggers, whose past is etched with fire, silence, and secrets no man should carry. Dangerous yet strangely loyal, he’s the kind of ally who doesn’t ask questions… and doesn’t hesitate to kill. As paths converge deep within the forest’s cursed heart, hunted by shadows both human and unnatural, Ralme and those who cross his path must confront truths buried beneath betrayal, blood, and bone—before Mayfrost’s silence swallows them whole.

At the edge of the 19th century, where church bells echo through mist and tramlines hum beneath twilight skies, Lucian awakens in a body not his own—in a world not his. A foreign name: Naseki Leinsyicsa. A curse carved into his soul. And eyes that no longer see him as a stranger. He seeks the way home… but this world sings with spirits, whispers with ancient magic, and watches him—quietly, patiently. Because here, not all who walk wear flesh. And not all curses sleep.

I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com In a quiet mountain village forgotten by the world, a barefoot beggar named Long Wei lives each day chasing scraps and warmth. Born with nothing, he expects nothing—until the day he hears a voice that cuts through the silence like thunder: "When your breath and blade become one, the world bows before you." It is the voice of a martial master from the nearby Blue Mist School, speaking to gathered villagers. But to Long Wei, it is something more. In that instant, he witnesses a Martial Artist move with grace and power beyond comprehension—and his soul ignites. For the first time in his life, Long Wei wants something. Not bread. Not pity. He wants strength. Armed with nothing but obsession, curiosity, and a body hardened by hunger, Long Wei begins a perilous climb toward power—a journey fraught with brutal trials, cruel sects, ancient secrets, and the unyielding laws of the martial world.

During the medieval period, a war broke out between the people of magic and ordinary humans. Although the magic-wielders emerged victorious, they chose to go into hiding after witnessing the devastating aftermath of the war. A new dimension was discovered by a very powerful person of that time, and the people of magic retreated into it, creating a world separate from the one that had rejected them. Decades passed, and a myth began to spread—a legend that whoever found the Crystal Sword would obtain the power of the gods, becoming the strongest being in existence. Driven by this legend, countless families, societies, clans, and even entire species began searching for the sword. The search continues to this day. Among the most powerful of these is The Aurion Circle—a dominant society comprised of many magical clans. Though united under one banner, the clans often compete with one another, each striving for superiority and influence. Eva Bennett, daughter of the prestigious Bennett Clan, is the most powerful of her generation. Together with her friends, she embarks on a quest to locate the Crystal Sword—and uncover the truth about the consequences of finding it. Along the way, Eva forms an unlikely bond with the heir of the rival Salvatore Clan, a connection that could change everything.

There are places not meant for humans. Places that live in whispers, flicker in dreams, and open only when the world sleeps. They say Velmoire appears after midnight, cloaked in mist, beyond the edge of time itself. A city ruled by moonlight and blood, where mortals are forbidden, and vampires dance in silence. At the heart of this secret realm stands a palace carved from obsidian and shadows — Velmoire Palace. It is not a palace of kings or queens. It is a palace of rules. Of desire. Of secrets too old to be spoken aloud. And at its throne stands a man with eyes like winter, and a heart long buried beneath centuries — Kael Virell, the richest and most feared vampire in Velmoire. The man who has never once smiled for a human. The man who once swore he’d never feel again. Until she stepped into his world. Not with grace. Not with magic. But with chaos. And sarcasm. And a curse in her blood she didn’t even know she carried. Her name was Lyria Moen — and she was never meant to be there. She was not a queen. Not a warrior. Just… a girl with tired shoes and a spine that refused to bend. And yet, the moment she crossed through that elevator, the Palace Beyond Midnight changed. The mirrors whispered. The walls pulsed. The air thickened. Because sometimes, the most dangerous love stories don’t begin with fate. They begin with mistakes. And in Velmoire, Mistakes are not forgiven.

They sent me to Haeven’s End – a decaying shithole town choked by permanent Fog – to find out why five government investigators vanished. Should’ve been simple. Uncover the rot beneath the surface, write the exposé, collect my paycheck. Fuck the countryside. Fuck the Fog that tastes like static and moves wrong. Fuck the locals with their rehearsed lies and eyes that slide away like oil. But this town… it’s got teeth buried deep. That Fog ain’t weather. It’s hungry. The church with its spire like a stone knife? Murals that itch behind your eyes? And the silence… Christ, the silence weighs more than the mist. They told me the investigators finished their work and left. Bullshit. Something ancient sleeps here, wrapped in grey. Something that watches. Now the static’s in my blood. The whispers make sense. And the Fog? It knows my name. Truth’s my trade, but some truths crack your world open and let the dark pour in. Finding out why they vanished might cost more than my story. It might cost what’s left of me. Welcome to Haeven’s End. Don’t stay after curfew.

[WSA 2025 Entry] There is a shop. hidden deep in the misted alleys of Lowbridge District. A place where the desperate trade gold for whispered promises. Trinkets. Relics. Cursed objects. Some say the shopkeeper is a sorcerer. Others claim he is a prophet. Only one truth remains. Every artifact he sells changes the fate of its owner. But behind the cracked glass and faded ledgers... The shopkeeper himself has no idea what he's doing. Lies and legends blur in the smoke. And soon, even the gods begin to take notice.

The System was sealed a decade ago. Or so the world believed. In the city of Mistport, ten-year-old Raine starts seeing things in mirrors—cracks, fog, and a woman who smiles with broken teeth. His father, Nathan Fielding, is the mayor and the last man to face the Veil realm. But when forbidden Mist energy begins to surface across the city, he realizes the truth: The System never shut down. It was waiting. Now, Luna—a rogue smuggler with her own haunted past—crosses into Nathan’s life again, carrying more than secrets. She holds a code that could restart everything the world tried to forget. When reality begins to glitch, the System awakens. And it chooses a new Candidate. * Hidden powers * Secret bloodlines * A living System * Enemies-to-lovers romance * A city caught between order and magic Will Nathan sacrifice everything to protect his son—or let the System rewrite their fate? *Mist & Mirror* is a slow-burn fantasy romance with high stakes, powerful emotions, and a system that watches every move.

I am the youngest son of the Jaegal clan’s leader — and a failure. At twelve, they discovered I suffered from an incurable condition: I couldn’t cultivate or manipulate formations. To my family, that was the same as being dead. Without honor or future, I was sent to a place no one took seriously: the Low Mist Sect — a handful of forgotten monks in the mountains, with no warriors, no reputation, no power. The only thing they cultivate is silence. Mocked as cowards and laughed at by the entire murim world, they never raise swords — but they know exactly where swords will fall. And it was there, among shadows and silence… that I began to see the world as it truly is.

In the 3,476th year of the Celestial Calendar, the Heavenly Emperor—whose divinity was rivaled only by his boredom—rewrote the Immortal Code of Gender Assignments during a particularly uneventful spring. According to Clause 89, Subsection Moonlight, Paragraph Absolutely-Not-Optional, any being born with an overwhelmingly high-yin spiritual constitution could only, by universal decree, be classified as female. It was simple. Efficient. Divine. Except… someone made a mistake. A mortal child was born deep within the darkest stretch of the Eternal Spirit Forest, surrounded by mist, mystery, and mushrooms that sang lullabies. He was bright-eyed, soft-voiced, high-yin… and very, very male. The thunder cracked the day he laughed. A white wolf howled. A snake offered him venom like warm milk. The trees whispered ancient songs. And the heavens? Well, they began preparing lightning bolts on standby—just in case someone down there got too clever and said something like: “Wait… is that a boy?” Boom. Thus began the most unusual cultivation tale in ten thousand realms. A tale of a child raised by beasts, mistaken for a goddess, blessed with yin that could stop hearts, and cursed with thunder that would smite anyone who dared question the Heavenly Code. This is the story of Xiulan. Or as the forest calls him: “Our beautiful, powerful, emotionally unstable daughter.” Or as heaven calls him: “ERROR 404: Gender Not Found.”