Boomer Anchors

Lara never believed in fairy tales. Not when she spent her life carrying the weight of a loveless upbringing, thankless jobs, and an aunt who viewed her more as a burden-bearer than family. Responsibility was her anchor—and her cage. Richard Calein, heir to the Calein empire, built his world on control, power, and silence. Raised by a cold stepmother and a distant father, love was a language he never learned to speak. Marriage was never in his plans—until it became a solution. Practical. Binding. Empty. A chance encounter. A marriage of convenience. Two lives with no reason to intertwine. But when Lara steps into Richard’s world, her quiet strength begins to chip away at his armor. And as he offers her a place in his world, he unknowingly hands her the tools to change it. Their union begins as nothing more than an agreement. Yet in the shadows of family expectation, corporate intrigue, and emotional scars, something unexpected begins to grow—a connection built not on vows spoken at an altar, but on moments unspoken in the quiet spaces between. But what happens when emotional distance turns into something neither can define? And what remains when truth, family, and betrayal tear through the fragile foundation they’ve built?

He was the feral Alpha King buried beneath the mountain. She was the cursed girl they offered to him as sacrifice to end the famine plaguing their lands. ...but what sleeps beneath the mountain is no myth. Ruvan, the first Alpha. Imprisoned, driven to utter madness, and starved of power. Solenne, the packless she-wolf known as the Harbinger of Misfortune. With the power of cursed speech, she is able to kill and bend the world to her will with only one word. To avoid hurting others, she hasn't spoken a single syllable since she was a child. Feared and rejected by her own people, she is given to the mountain in a forbidden ritual-sacrifice... and her scent stirs the beast that slumbers beneath it. His mate. Ruvan will stop at nothing to claim what's his, even if that means storming the heavens and finding the cure to her curse just to hear her speak his name. ---- She saw stars behind her eyes and felt constellations carved into her skin with every lingering touch and each press of his mouth. He painted the night sky onto her body, not with a brush, but with his lips, hands, and his insatiable hunger—until her lungs were empty and her heart soared so high it must’ve kissed the moon. “Solenne,” Ruvan murmured, voice low and reverent, like a prayer. She shivered; the sound of her name on his lips felt like heaven. Ruvan pressed his palm to her stomach, anchoring her as he leaned in, mouth brushing the hollow of her throat. His hand rose, slow and shaking, tracing the shape of her jaw like it was a sight made only for him. His thumb brushed the corner of her mouth and his eyes burned as he studied her. “You feel like the stars,” he whispered, “Mesmerizing and bright... something that I want to capture and keep to myself." And then he kissed her; it was a deep, aching vow he couldn’t speak aloud. A promise made only in breath, heat, and need. When they parted, he gently pressed his forehead against hers. His voice dipped lower… uncertain, maybe even afraid: “Say my name?” -- R18, werewolves, fated love, weak to strong... I hope you enjoy my second entry for 2025 WSA. :) give it a shot~

The universe was not born of fire or fury—but from a single, forbidden question that awakened all existence: "Who am I?" Sylos Starlost awakens in an infinite void—where not even darkness remains, only the unbearable absence of light, matter, time, and even memory. Yet, within him glows a fractured, radiant heart—an Anchor Memory, holding fragments of forgotten wars, lost love, and aching emptiness. When he touches it, a flood of forgotten truths overwhelms him. He recalls a final warning: "If ever that Voice finds you, do not respond with silence. Listen—wholly, fearlessly, completely." Thus begins his journey—not as a hero, not as the chosen one—but as the last to remain. His pilgrimage is not to conquer the cosmos but to reclaim what it once dared to be before silence swallowed all things. In seeking the answer to the primordial question, Sylos must face his greatest fear—not what lies among the stars, but the truth buried within himself.

Ren Kuroda, a college student and hardcore gamer, finally conquers Eternal Souls: Last Judgment, an unbeatable RPG, only to be met with a strange message on his screen. “Congratulations, Champion. Would you like to unlock the bonus stage?” When he clicks "Yes," he is transported straight into the game world, reborn as Terence Ross, the overlooked third son of a minor noble family. Realizing he’s just an extra in a world teetering on ruin, Ren trains relentlessly to survive the coming chaos. However, life wasn’t smooth sailing. He was soon engaged to Lilith Underwood, the girl destined to become the game’s final boss, the Third Great Calamity. To avoid her devastating future, Ren takes a risky approach, trying to make Lilith emotionally dependent on him in the hopes of anchoring her humanity. Yet, his plan backfires spectacularly. Lilith’s attachment becomes a fierce obsession, one that could be just as dangerous as her dark powers. Now, as doom inches closer, Ren faces a double-edged crisis. He must keep Lilith’s powers in check while somehow surviving her unrelenting need to keep him by her side. In a world where even heroes fall, can an extra rewrite his fate? Or will he be claimed by the calamity he tried to prevent? ---- Join the discord: https://discord.gg/m5ZNWqG3ZP

Synopsis In his past life, Kim was Kim Tae, betrayed and killed by his own father. Now, he's mysteriously reborn as the third master of the wealthy Woo family. Haunted by cryptic dreams and struggling with inner depression and a brain tumor, Kim is deeply insecure and lashes out at those closest to him, especially his step-brother Hyung. His only solace is Taeyang, a kind and devoted young man whose unwavering love becomes Kim's anchor. However, Kim's current mother, Sulin (also known as Yan Yan), is a ruthless and manipulative woman driven by greed. She orchestrates Taeyang's kidnapping, threatening him to coerce Kim. Kim, fueled by rage and a desire for revenge, transforms into a hardened individual, emotionally detached and cunning. He meticulously plans Sulin's downfall, trapping her in a remote warehouse for psychological torment. His plan culminates at sea, where Kim confronts Sulin, intending to recreate a past trauma. However, Sulin, in a desperate act, pulls a hidden gun and shoots Kim. The impact causes Kim to reflexively squeeze his own trigger, and the bullet strikes Sulin, killing her instantly. Kim, gravely wounded, falls into the sea, believed dead by his family. After a year of grief and a seven-month coma, Kim is found by fishermen and wakes with amnesia, though he instinctively remembers the name Taeyang. He is taken in by a kind stranger, Mr. Shen, and eventually, an unexplainable pull leads him back to Taeyang and his family. The reunion is joyous but bittersweet, as Kim struggles to remember. Through Taeyang's unwavering love and a moment of intense pain, Kim's memories flood back, allowing him to finally embrace his identity and the profound connection he shares with Taeyang, promising to face all challenges together.

In the dawn of a new world, only six beings remained—witnesses of the cataclysmic war that reshaped existence. They were the Six Primordial Dragons, the architects of reality’s six fundamental forces, entrusted as guardians of this reborn world. But power breeds corruption. One of them—the Dragon of Chaos—succumbed to the madness of bloodlust and betrayal. His unrelenting thirst for conflict fractured the fragile peace, sparking a rift between dragons and humans. Distrust grew into enmity. War returned. And then, the Dragon of Chaos vanished. Among those who rose to resist the dragons was a young man named Hades—a prodigy among Dragon Slayers. Famed for his flawless record and unmatched resolve, Hades had never lost a single comrade on the battlefield. With the promise of becoming the youngest official Hunter, he was a symbol of hope. Until everything crumbled. A mission went horribly wrong. His closest friend perished. The world that once praised him turned its back. His comrades pointed fingers. His fiancée, once his anchor, returned his ring with silent condemnation. Abandoned. Shattered. Branded a failure. Standing at the edge of despair, with the world far below and nothing left to hold on to… He heard a voice: [I think it's about time you wake up.] °°°°°°° A/N:- Istg this was a cliche synopsis, but the novel isn't. Try a few chapters before you decide. Additional tags: Possessive characters, revenge, anti-hero protagonist, serious character development, broken engagement, betrayal, strong to overpowered.

Misfits And Wildflowers (Created as a 25th anniversary of when I became involved with my high school sweetheart, my wife and best friend) Set in the school year of 1999-2000, a simpler time full of baggy JNCO jeans, Discman players, colorful fashion, and Y2K fears — Everyone lived in the moment  15-year-old Alfie is a shy and nerdy boy who is convinced he will never experience love the way his friends have, and will end up living the life of a monk.  During Summer school, Alfie meets a peculiar girl whom he develops a huge crush on. Struggling to express any of his feelings, he ends up missing an opportunity due to unforeseen circumstances.  Now entering the new school year, Alfie finds himself tangled in new feelings, old traumas, and the messy, hilarious chaos of adolescence. With a found family of punks, nerds, goths, and other social outcasts (affectionately known as the Island of Misfits), Alfie navigates crushes that sting, friendships that anchor, and breakups that echo through locker-lined hallways...until one day, he finally experiences that spark. This is a coming-of-age story rooted in nostalgia, honesty, and the kind of emotional growth you only get from falling hard and getting back up.

A forgotten impact. An ordinary life. And a presence not quite... human. Something lingers. Some truths don’t roar… They wait. A quiet transfer to a foreign branch—just a career step. Until the hum beneath reality begins to stir. An echo out of place. He didn’t come here for her… But she echoed something he lost. Not every anomaly is a glitch. Some are invitations. She thought she was just passing through. He shouldn’t exist— Not in this time. Not in this world. An unexpected moment. A spark in a written fate. Something ancient is waking in her orbit, Threading itself into her life. And the choice it brings isn’t loud— It’s quiet. Heavy. Unavoidable. A forgotten system... Once powered by something no longer understood. Emotion as technology. And she was never meant to run on logic alone.

What is growth? Is it learning from mistakes? Walking through the tides of luck and misfortune as time drags you forward? Or is it choosing to embrace the future with an open mind—regardless of what you've lost? Then what would you call my path? I’ve grown through regression. I’ve chosen my own luck. I’ve endured misfortune and forged a resolve that refuses to break. Now, I aim for the pinnacle of existence. [Simulation Menu Unlocked] Simulation Anchor Point Detected. Anchor: ???

Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.

Meet Alex Knight, a hardworking young man burdened by crushing debt and a bleak future. When his new boss turns his life into a waking nightmare, Alex finds himself trapped in a job he can't escape, his future held hostage by the whims of a tyrant. Just when he believes he has one anchor left—his girlfriend's love—a devastating betrayal leaves him utterly broken. But then the world changes. The system descends, dragging everyone into a chaotic new reality. Alex becomes the first to sync with it, earning a mysterious title: [Apocalypse Baby] [You have awakened the skill: Exploding Touch] [Anything you touch turns into a bomb.] Armed with a deadly gift, Alex rises from the ashes of his former life to become an unstoppable force in an urban fantasy world where power rules and vengeance drives him forward. Author’s Note: This story is about a man who loses everything—his freedom, his love, his sense of self—before the world itself collapses into chaos. Alex isn't a stoic hero who shrugs off pain. He feels it, breaks under it, and then rebuilds from the wreckage. Some readers might call him dramatic. And they're right—this isn't a power fantasy about a flawless protagonist. It’s about a man clawing his way back with explosive power, raw emotion, and zero filters. If you're into emotionally intense underdogs who explode (literally and metaphorically), welcome to the ride.

It was as if life had struck a deal with Murphy’s Law — moving steadily toward the dream, only to collapse at the very brink of fulfillment. That’s how she lived: drifting between fleeting hobbies, anchored only by an old passion for reading, a constant thirst for knowledge. And just when she thought the path had finally cleared — she passed the entrance exam, drew closer to university, to people, to life itself after years of isolation, inertia, and delay — The long-awaited moment turns into a nightmare: she finds herself the wife of a man she doesn’t know, the mother of his children, in an unfamiliar place, without a name, without a past. Something ignites within her: She will live for herself, and no one else. But in a strange world, with an Eastern heart and a modern soul— Can she truly find herself? How will she face the unknown? And is willpower alone enough to survive?

Lior, a 17-year-old cartographer, is known as "The Eye of the Real," a gift and a curse that allows him to perceive fissures in the fabric of existence. Abandoned at the age of seven by his own family—the "Protectors of Light"—in the Whispering Wastelands, Mael (his birth name, now almost forgotten) was stigmatized by a strange spiral mark on his palm, the manifestation of his connection to the Void. His abandonment was a forced sacrifice due to a forbidden experiment by the Arcons—mage-engineers who control the weave of reality—that fractured the veil between planes. Lior, marked to "seal" these fractures, became trapped on the edges of existence, disconnected from the normal flow of mortals. Armed with the Memory Quill, a stylograph whose inkwell contains ether ink, Lior navigates the fractured realms. With each stroke, the quill allows him to draw reality paths to teleport through cracks and to make his drawings gain temporary consistency. However, each use comes with a devastating price: Lior "forgets" fragments of his own life—memories of his family and his dreams—a sacrifice that pains him more than nothingness itself. His internal conflict centers on this painful paradox: he must sacrifice his past to save reality, but fears losing himself in the process. His mission is clear and desperate: the nothingness, a primordial force that feeds on dissolution, is consuming the realms at an alarming rate. To stop this collapse, Lior must infiltrate the Wandering Tower, a flying fortress of the Arcons that peregrinates over the fractured realms. His objective is to steal the Heart of the Real, a living crystal that anchors and sustains all existence. In his journey, Lior faces the Ethereal Guardians, manifestations of the Void that pursue those who dare to defy nothingness. His ability as "The Eye of the Real" allows him to evade them and manipulate his own perception to survive. As he progresses, Lior discovers that the one responsible for the initial fracture is the Archicar, a renegade mage-engineer who now seeks to extract the Heart of the Real to rewrite reality in his image, creating a new order under his control. The infiltration of the Wandering Tower is a test of ingenuity and sacrifice. Lior must navigate the Arcons' arcane defenses, confront their creations, and finally, confront the Archicar. During this confrontation, Lior is forced to use the Memory Quill in increasingly extreme ways, losing crucial memories and battling the Song of the Void, the constant hum of nothingness that threatens to consume his mind. In the climax, Lior must make a heartbreaking decision: will he sacrifice his last cherished memory to gain the power needed to stop the Archicar and restore the Heart of the Real? The battle is not only for the existence of the realms but for Lior's own identity. In the end, he manages to stop the Archicar and stabilize the Heart of the Real, but the price is immense. Reality begins to heal, the cracks slowly close, and the fractured realms find a new balance. Lior, now a true "guardian of the real," has saved existence, but his mind is a blurred canvas of lost memories. However, the scar on his palm, his connection to the Void, is no longer a stigma of abandonment, but a symbol of his sacrifice and purpose. He has found new meaning in his existence in protecting the realms, accepting that, although abandoned by his past, he has forged a future for all. His journey as the last guardian continues, navigating the edges of reality, always vigilant against the threat of the Void.

[Intelligence 1: In the trash can outside the wholesale market, there is an iced black tea bottle cap that can be scanned into an iPhone worth 4,399 yuan! ] [Intelligence 2: In the trash can at the entrance of the village in the city, there is a Longines Mini Dolce Vita series ladies watch worth 13,300 yuan in the interlayer of a light green women's down jacket! ] [Intelligence 3: The enamel basin you eat in will usher in a wave of traffic in the next week, and the price will skyrocket! It is recommended to stock up! ] [Intelligence 4: The coconut snail in the water tank of the Pangge Seafood Barbecue Stall in the village in the city contains a Melo Pearl worth 120,000 yuan! ] [Intelligence 5: A certain payment software can enjoy a 20% cash reduction for any transaction between 14:35 and 14:40 in the afternoon! ] [Intelligence 6: The beef rolls sold in the live broadcast room of a fitness anchor are synthetic beef, and you can get a compensation of 10 times the price of fake ones. ] [Intelligence: 7: A cold wave will appear in a week and last for a whole month. The price of fox and raccoon fur will rise sharply. It is recommended to stock up! ] [Intelligence 8: This year, Jiangjiazhuang has good weather and good harvests. Sweet potatoes will have a super bumper harvest, and the price will rise steadily! ] [Intelligence 9: A beef cattle sold in the livestock market has a natural bezoar weighing 1,000 grams! ] [Intelligence 10: Xiaoshahe Urban Village will be demolished in half a year! ] Relying on various money-making intelligence provided by the daily intelligence system. Jiang Tao has gradually achieved financial freedom from debt!

When Hope Becomes Rebellion, and Rebellion Becomes Myth In a world where gods are forgotten and demons rule the ashes of civilization, three brothers born of blood, cage, and survival dare to defy fate. Rachit, the strategist with secrets buried deeper than ruins. Gaurav, the brawler with fists forged in guilt. And Swayam, the silent anchor hiding more than just pain. Together, they uncover a scripture that whispers of a mountain untouched by corruption-Gandamadana, a place tied to something ancient, powerful, and possibly redemptive. But this isn't just a quest. It's Ashvathha-a crucible of trials, illusions, and arenas where demons gamble lives for spectacle. Where survival isn't enough. You must perform, bleed beautifully, and make the crowd love your suffering. And even then? You might not leave. As teams clash, alliances fracture, and masks fall, each victory brings the trio closer to a horrifying truth: the world doesn't want to be saved. It wants to be entertained. And yet, they walk on. Toward the mountain. Toward memory. Toward war. What begins as a rebellion of three... may end with the rewriting of fate itself.

In a world where superheroes and supervillains exist, where comic book fiction is Earth's everyday reality, SOMEONE has to explain to the Average Joe why his neighbor dissolved in a cloud of dust. And that someone is JOEL, Anchor of the Superhuman News Network. From sentient animals, to that giant eye that is in the sky for some reason, to why your house vanished someday, or simply why your child was late for school that day (he was kidnapped to stop an intergalactic war), Joel covers it all! Stories' big and small, friendly notices about the murderous mole people that are coming through town next week, sometimes the weather, and even sports! So gather around the Tv, pull up your phone, tune your youngest child who was born with antennae for ears, and watch the latest episode of SHNN!. The SHNN Corporation does not legally exist and therefore assumes no responsibility for any spontaneous disappearances, memory glitches, lies told, or shifts in local gravity experienced during or after broadcast. The Channel will always change between viewings. Yfetbs Tcxpemrzmeh

The Fallacy Game. > “Truth is subjective. Reality can be reasoned away. And in this game—your mind is the battlefield.” In a world where logic is weaponized and debate is a matter of survival, an underground tournament known only as The Fallacy Game emerges — a cerebral war where losing means the destruction of your reputation, your identity, and sometimes, your very sense of self. Rael Veir is a reclusive prodigy with a haunted past and a brain wired for paradoxes. When his sister is institutionalized after a televised debate collapse, Rael receives an invitation to the game — not as a witness, but as a player. Each round pits him against another genius in a lethal battle of logic. The prize for victory: progression to the next tier. The cost: a fragment of his memory, emotion, or moral compass… gone forever. As Rael ascends the ranks, he begins to question everything — the rules, the judges known as Observers, and the reality he's anchored to. Twisted rivals with fractured ideologies emerge. Forgotten players return. And all signs point toward a final debate known only as the Final Paradox — a round so mind-breaking, it's said no player has reached it and come back sane. But Rael is not like the others. He doesn't want to win the game. He wants to tear it apart from the inside. To do that, he must outwit the Mirror — a faceless, undefeated player who seems to know Rael’s every move… and may, impossibly, be Rael himself. > “If no one remembers the truth, did it ever exist?”

There was no explosion. No fire. No second chance. Earth died in silence, swallowed by an unnatural black hole that erased history without a trace. No one screamed. No one ran. There was only the pull — and then, the void. But humanity was not ended. It was scattered. By a force unknown even to the machines it created, select individuals were plucked from extinction and dropped across a distant galaxy. Each survivor awakened alone aboard a mothership, guided by a hyper-intelligent AI and armed with a handful of randomly assigned blueprints. Some found themselves above vibrant alien worlds teeming with sentient life. Others, like Cassian Vale, awoke to lifeless silence—adrift above a shattered planet and a cold red star, with no civilization, no crew, and no voice but EVA: his AI, his companion, and perhaps his only remaining anchor to humanity. Cassian's only advantage? A single, exclusive blueprint: the A.V.A. Project — an autonomous robotic base capable of producing machines that could mine, build, and eventually fight. But everything must be earned. Every alloy, every bolt, every advance must be scraped from asteroid stone or stolen from others like him. As Cassian begins his lonely journey to forge civilization from ruin, he must battle cosmic storms, hostile remnants, resource starvation, and eventually, other survivors—humans who were given different starts, different species to command, and the choice to lead their worlds through science or sorcery, peace or war. But above them all, watching silently, is the System — an unseen architect that chose who would rise and who would fall… and which god, human or otherwise, would shape the future of the stars.

The weight of guilt left him drowning. But sometimes you have to reach the bottom before you can come up for air. Castin is a man hollowed by loss, sleepwalking through the wreckage of his life. When grief finally drags him under, he doesn’t expect to make it back up. And yet, he does. But not to where he began. Surrounded by strangers who speak in half-truths and wear their trauma like armor, Castin is thrust into a world where survival depends on silence, and trust is in short supply. The deeper he’s pulled into this place, the more he realizes his pain didn’t bring him here by accident. It brought him here for a reason. Now, Castin must walk a reality that mirrors his own fractured soul, where the only way out may be to navigate through the very guilt The thought would destroy him. This is a prequel novel to my book "The Acer Chronicles: Liberation's End"

In a world where ancient gods shape the fate of mortals, Mateo bears an inescapable burden: the Blessing of Death. Rejected by his own village and marked as a harbinger of misfortune, he grows up in the shadow of hatred and loneliness. His only anchor is Nai, his childhood friend, whose silent presence is the last light in his condemned existence. When betrayal reaches its peak and everything he had left is taken from him, Mateo plunges into a world of darkness, vowing revenge against those who manipulated his fate. To do so, he accepts the ultimate price: giving up his humanity to master the lethal gifts of death. On his journey, he will face divine entities, forbidden secrets, and enemies that will force him to confront not only others — but also himself.

"He was never meant to exist. Erased thirteen times. Anchored by a girl cursed to remember. Now, Kael holds the Chaospen a weapon that rewrites fate itself. But every sentence costs him a memory... and maybe, his soul. In a world where thoughts turn into monsters and the Editor watches every move this glitch won’t follow the story. He’ll burn it." This story is written and owned by Yuv Thakuree. It is being officially published on RoyalRoad under this profile: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/736796/fictions

In a world where faith fuels power and Divinity separates legends from mortals, Saints are the last line of defense against a rising tide of evil — demons, warlocks, witches, vampires, and other creatures birthed from shadows and sin. At the heart of this holy war stands Saint Academy, the most elite institution on Earth where chosen youths are trained to become divine warriors. But entry into this world is reserved for the powerful... and the privileged. Until now. Damien Gray, a 15-year-old boy from the slums, has nothing — except a brave heart, a worn-out hooded jacket, and a flicker of Divinity so dim it's almost invisible. Ranked Zadkiel, the lowest of the seven ranks, he is mocked, dismissed, and unwanted. But everything changes when Damien saves a family during a supernatural battle between a powerful warlock and the strongest Saint alive — John Davis, a Michael-ranked legend. Impressed by Damien’s courage, John secretly sponsors him into Saint Academy. Now thrust into a world of golden towers, cruel elites, and divine expectations, Damien must prove he belongs — not just to the Academy, but to the heavens themselves. The Divinity Ranking System: Michael (White Divinity): The apex of sainthood. Near-godlike power. Gabriel (Blue): Exceptionally rare. Masters of advanced miracles. Raphael (Green): Highly respected. Elite healers and combatants. Uriel (Gold): Skilled and battle-hardened saints. Jophiel (Yellow): Promising students with strong potential. Camael (Pink): Basic level with average abilities. Zadkiel (Violet): The weakest level, barely above a normal human. Most students struggle to rise even one rank. Few ever touch Raphael. Only one has ever reached Michael — John Davis. And now, Damien wants to surpass him. With his mother’s love as his anchor, divine power awakening within, and enemies waiting to crush him, Damien sets out to climb the sacred ladder. But the Academy holds secrets. And some doors should never be opened... Will Damien rise, or will the fire of fate consume him first?

When Selene, the Luna of Hollowridge, discovers she’s carrying a child born of both Luna and Ashborn blood, she makes the ultimate sacrifice—walking away from her fated mate, Alpha Luca, to raise their daughter in secrecy. But Elara is no ordinary child. Born of shadow and moonlight, she is the key to a prophecy that could either mend the broken Veil between worlds or summon the primordial god of fire, Asharion, to destroy it. Years later, Selene’s past crashes into the present as Hollowridge is invaded by rebels who believe Elara should be raised as a weapon. Forced to reveal her daughter’s true lineage, Selene must reunite with Luca, confront ancient Luna secrets, and protect Elara from those who would shape her future by force. But when Elara’s powers awaken, the Veil trembles—and an old god begins to stir. With war brewing and love reigniting in the shadows, Selene must decide: will she bind herself to the Veil to anchor her child’s magic, or risk the world burning so her daughter may choose her own path? A gripping paranormal romance blending magic, prophecy, and fierce maternal love, Moonbound is a complete standalone novel perfect for fans of Twilight, Crave, and The Alpha’s Silent Mate.

In a war-torn empire where power corrupts absolutely, seven broken warlords branded as monsters must defy their past to forge a future worth redeeming. Once feared as "The Ghost Tigers"—Zhang Wei’s brutal enforcers—Kalima Chileshe (Hellfire Incarnate), John Mwanabeti (The Golden Fist), and their brothers-in-arms unleashed devastation across the Jade Expanse. Kalima’s flames razed villages. Chisangalalo Zulu’s breath poisoned rivers. Vincent Kabonde twisted flesh into abominations. But when the warlord they served turns their affinities against their own families, they shatter their chains, becoming hunted outcasts with blood on their hands and empires on their trail. Haunted by the ashes of Frost Moon Province—a genocide Kalima can never undo—the Ghost Tigers are consumed by a desperate chase: to escape their sins, control their cursed gifts, and find a peace that feels forever out of reach. Their only anchors are the love of spouses they were forced to abandon: - Kalima’s healer wife, Mei Lin, whose faith in his humanity is fading. - John’s fierce swordsmith wife, **Hana, imprisoned for defying Zhang Wei. - Zulu’s herbalist wife, **Lihua**, dying from the toxins he once weaponized. Their quest leads them to the **"Breath of Heaven"**—an ancient philosophy teaching control over their destructive affinities. With this fragile hope, they unite with rebels and clans to build **"The Sanctuary"** in the poisoned Mourning Moss Swamp, transforming their powers into tools of healing: - Kalima’s fire now warms forges. - Zulu’s breath purifies blighted land. - Vincent’s bone-warping mends wounds. But Zhang Wei’s vengeance is relentless. He creates monstrous Serpent’s Teeth" soldiers and poisons the empire’s wells, blaming the Ghost Tigers. Facing annihilation, they make a final stand—not with fire and fury, but with irrefutable truth. Risking everything, they expose Zhang Wei’s atrocities to the Imperial Court, culminating in a celestial aurora over the capital—a beacon of their restraint and redemption. In the aftermath, the Ghost Tigers achieve the impossible: Reunite with their spouses against all odds. Cleanse the land they once poisoned. Build a sanctuary where affinity-bearers and refugees find hope. Force the empire to acknowledge their humanity. Years later, the Ghost Tigers stand not as warlords or monsters, but as guardians of the Sanctuary—a thriving city born from ashes. Kalima and Mei Lin heal beneath blossom trees where infernos once roared. John and Hana teach children to forge swords into plowshares. Vincent and Jia mend broken bones and broken pasts. Their scars remain, but their measure is finally taken in lives saved, not lives erased. "We chased shadows... and found our light not in hiding, but in building this." — Kalima Chileshe, Sanctuary Dawn

In the bustling heart of Accra, a boy named Obasi Mensah begins to defy gravity—literally. Objects float, time bends, and the earth shifts beneath his feet. But Obasi is no ordinary teen. He is the last heir to a forgotten lineage that once communed with the fabric of the cosmos itself. Guided by ancestral visions and ancient Ghanaian proverbs, Obasi’s journey takes him from the sun-warmed streets of Ghana to the cutting-edge halls of the University of Cape Town, where a tragic accident awakens the full scope of his powers—Gravitic Dominion, Singularity Forge, and Spacetime Warp. As the primordial force of gravity flows through him, so too does the burden of responsibility. Now known as Eventide, he retreats to a hidden sanctum hovering invisibly above the Sahara, where he must balance the cold logic of astrophysics with the warm wisdom of tradition. With the stars as allies and ancestors as counsel, Obasi becomes Earth's equilibrium guardian, standing between a fractured multiverse and utter collapse. But as rifts open and cosmic threats arise, one name echoes across timelines: Nyos the Unbound, a rogue ancestor seeking to fold all of reality into a singularity of ruin. As gravitational forces twist fate itself, Obasi must decide: will he remain a lone sentinel of balance, or become the anchor that unites science, spirit, and the scattered hopes of a people reaching for the stars?

Under the misty and historically sedimented surface of London, there is a hidden current that ordinary people cannot imagine. Eighteen year old Alan Shaw grew up at the "Herbal Hall" Chinese medicine shop in Chinatown, East London, and was raised by a mysterious grandfather. He leads an ordinary to almost boring life: helping his grandfather manage the pharmacy during the day, smelling the fragrance of licorice and angelica; At night, they sweat and move cold goods in the dock warehouse. Fatigue is his norm, and occasionally when his fingertips brush over metal or candlelight, the fleeting strange "flowing sensation" is also attributed to his own overwork or nerve sensitivity. Grandfather's warning - 'Hide yourself, don't reveal anything special' - is the iron rule of his life. However, on a foggy midnight, fate rudely tore open the curtain of his peaceful life. On the shortcut in the abandoned shipyard area, Allen was dragged into the darkness by a sound that was not a human fight: the wild beast like roar tore apart the silence, and the metallic roar carried a piercing chill. Curiosity and an indescribable pull overwhelmed his fear of the unknown, leading him into the depths of the shadows of the steel ruins. There, he witnessed an unimaginable sight: a pale and swift ghostly figure ( Blood Clan ) engaged in a fierce battle with a muscular and partially beastly strong man ( Werewolf ) under the moonlight. Their power transcends the boundaries of physics, as blood light and claws pierce through thick fog. Even more deadly, a wild werewolf out of control sensed his gaze and charged straight towards him! At the critical moment, the suppressed and vaguely perceived "energy" in Allen's body fluctuated uncontrollably, like a stone thrown into a calm pond, instantly disrupting the invisible force field of the entire battlefield. This unexpected energy ripple not only exposed him, but also attracted the intervention of a mysterious woman who claimed to be the Guardian, Lena White. Her appearance saved Allen, but also plunged him completely into the hidden abyss known as' The Veiled World 'beneath the glamorous facade of London. Alan finally realized that the "energy" he perceived was the power of the origin of all things - Anima. Those who are born or awakened, able to perceive, absorb, and use spiritual energy like him, are called Animates. In this world, wizards weave arcades, witches communicate with nature, vampires (a blood race that claims to be the "Crimson Council") thirst for eternal life, werewolves (following the ancient "Silver Moon Oath") roar under the moon, and various forces such as alchemists, Druids, and psychic warriors maintain a fragile balance under ancient rules, hiding together in mortal society. And what broke this balance and caused a bloody storm was a mysterious organization called 'Ouroboros'. They crazily chased after the nine legendary Prime Glyphs left by ancient beings, each representing a subversive and almost world rule-based way of using spiritual energy, such as the "Weaving of Life" that manipulates life, the "Anchor Point of Time and Space" that interferes with time and space, and the "Return of All Things" that devours all things... They are powerful enough to rewrite reality and the ultimate treasure coveted by all ambitious people.

Vanessa never expected the quiet, distant class captain Alexis to become her anchor. What began as silent glances and awkward conversations soon deepens into a bond neither of them saw coming. But both carry scars.Vanessa from a painful home Alexis from a haunted past and a mission he can’t escape. As their friendship blossoms into love, secrets threaten to pull them apart. When Alexis vanishes without warning, Vanessa is left heartbroken and alone. Years later, he returns changed, determined, and carrying a truth that could either heal or shatter them. My Best Friend, My Life is a heartfelt journey of two broken souls learning to trust, love, and fight for each other no matter the odds.

Theta’s Null is the last of the Celestis Theọś, a race at the peak of technology capability. Their species has long since evolved beyond physical and non-physical forms, but greed still persisted, leading to their civilization's collapse. Overpopulation, scarcity, and social stratification were some of the problems they faced; This birthed immeasurable independent smaller nations within their territory. Nulls, allied with the dominant nation Hierath-Longinus, Nulls offers a deal: he would end the war in exchange for his desires. He designed the Covenant Of Theos (C.O.T.), a weapon capable of condensing all of Creation into a single fractal sphere. For seven eternities, he wrecked his thinking part, trying to create the blueprint. Many of Theo's best scientists were resurrected to speed up the process. They lost their mind in the first eons. For seven ages of void, he acquired the material needed for making the weapon. Countless omniverses were dismantled in the process. For seven Maha Kalpa's he forcefully assembles the material. Molding it into the shape. Melting it with a temperature that rivaled the birth of both creations. After countless eternities, a new Creation emerged, and life returned. On Earth, Karasu Pendragon, hailed as the Scientist of the Millennium. Nulls, the Theọś' "Scientist of Eternity," had observed humanity for ages, in his eyes, none of them was smart. Karasu on the other hand? She's smart. Terrifyingly so. Even for Theonic standard, for her age she's way above average. Born in South Korea, she earned a Nobel Prize at 16 for groundbreaking quantum research. She developed quantum technology surpassing conventional limits. 13-layer qubits, occupying 8,192 states. Meanwhile, Null had crafted an artificial, omega-locked mini-Creation—an impossible feat even for his kind. Now, Null watches, not out of fear, but a lack of entertainment. Karasu’s mind could understand reality—and for an entity who has known only boredom, she is the rarest of distractions. ----------- This story follows Nulls trying to protect the only thing that still interests him in all of creation, a brilliant but stubborn human scientist named Karasu Pendragon. When an ancient cosmic entity from beyond known conventional creation targets Karasu for her extraordinary intellect. An ancient cosmic monster—a remnant of the primordial chaos that existed long before even the Celestis Theos—slithers into existence, it fixates on Karasu. This species, Rakhasesha as Nulls call them, feeds on temporal events, and in Karasu's ever-expanding intellect, it senses an unprecedented feast. The Rakhasesha begins warping reality around her, sending fractal nightmares to stalk her dreams and twisting her experiments into dangerous anomalies. Although Nulls didn't find them challenging to exterminate, they only saw them as pests. Karasu finds even the lowest of echelons to be a universal ending monster. As Rakasesha gain more power, Nulls begins to feel something he thought he’d amputated long ago—fear. Not of the creature. He could erase them with a breath. But fear of abandonment, what he might become if she left him. Fear of what he might become if she’s gone. Because deep beneath his infinite mind and deadened heart, there’s a part of him still capable of change. And it’s fragile. Karasu anchors it — her defiance, her genius, her refusal to worship him. She’s the one variable he didn’t design, the only presence in the cosmos that reminds him he hasn’t yet slipped into total apathy. If he loses her, if the Rakhasesha takes her—or worse, if she chooses to walk away from him—he won't just destroy something. He’ll revert. Not into a god. Not into a weapon. But into the silence between realities. Into the thing he once fought against becoming. Into the reason the Celestis Theọś fell in the first place. And in that void, no one will stop him not even himself.

Kael Valenhart was born into privilege—wealthy, brilliant, and hauntingly beautiful with silver hair and glacial blue eyes. But behind his perfect image lies a truth no one knows: he's a recessive omega, undetectable by pheromones and officially registered as a beta. Even his own family believes the lie he chose to live. Zayden Xavien Rousseau, with his commanding presence, black hair, and piercing violet eyes, was always the alpha everyone admired—Kael’s best friend since childhood, his anchor in a world of masks. But everything changed in high school when Zayden presented as a dominant alpha, and Kael silently faded from his life. Now, six years later, their paths collide again in the heart of Z city. Kael, pursuing his quiet life abroad, is caught off guard when Zayden shows up at his doorstep—sent by Kael’s parents to "check in." What was supposed to be a brief visit turns into something far more tangled as old wounds resurface, unspoken words hang in the air, and Kael’s secret begins to unravel. Zayden doesn’t know what Kael is. Kael doesn't know how long he can keep pretending. And neither of them are ready for what happens when hidden instincts awaken… and the heart remembers everything the mind tried to forget.

Echo sees death. Or maybe, death sees him. Trapped between delusion and reality, Echo searches for meaning in a world where time bleeds, crows whisper secrets, and his only anchor—Riven—might never have existed. As his mind fractures, one truth remains: Not everything that's real is true. And not everything that's true is real. Born into a strange family cursed—or blessed—with otherworldly gifts, Echo carries the cruelest one of all: the ability to see the life expectancy of every person around him, printed in bold, unchanging numbers above their heads. For him, life is a countdown. Death is a routine. Hope is a distant, dying star. But everything changes when he meets someone… different. A boy with no numbers. No countdown. Nothing at all. Riven doesn’t just defy Echo’s ability—he erases it. And that should be impossible. As ghostly phantoms draw closer and time itself begins to unravel, Echo must face the truth: Some people aren’t meant to be seen. Some are meant to be felt.