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If I Were A Sunbeam By Alice Cary

That Time I Was A Slave By A Demoness

Aiden, a 17-year-old human warlock, was once an ordinary boy living in the mortal realm, juggling part-time jobs to support his terminally ill mother. Her last words to him, “Promise me you’ll live. Don’t let this darkness consume you. You… you deserve happiness,” became a haunting echo in his mind after her passing were a plea he couldn’t fulfill. Aimless and broken, Aiden drifted through life, living off his mother’s death insurance, spending his days in solitude, and feeling the weight of purposelessness crushing him. But life took a cruel turn, and somehow, Aiden found himself in Hell—a realm of hybrids, power struggles, and unimaginable horrors. Struggling to survive in a world where humans are seen as weak, Aiden is thrust into the company of Lilith Maltrix, the golden-haired, horned heiress of the illustrious and feared Maltrix family. Arrogant, cunning, and brimming with talent, Lilith commands the academy with an aura of untouchable power. Her immense influence, derived from her family’s dominance in Hell’s economy and politics, keeps rivals at bay. Yet, despite her own ambitions and countless admirers, Lilith chooses Aiden as her peculiar companion—a decision that baffles and infuriates the academy’s student body. The academy is a brutal proving ground for Hell’s elite and misfits, where power is everything, alliances are fleeting, and survival often depends on cruelty. Here, Aiden is forced to participate in absurd and often grotesque competitions, such as being paraded as Lilith’s "rarest treasure" to advance her family’s business schemes. Despite his protests and unease, Aiden adapts to the cruelty around him, though he clings to his mother’s dying wish to resist being consumed by the darkness. As the story unfolds, Aiden finds himself entangled in Hell’s political machinations, where nobles vie for power, war looms on the horizon, and rivalries threaten even Lilith’s supremacy. Despite her popularity and unrivaled status, Lilith has her share of enemies who are eager to see her fall. Meanwhile, Aiden wrestles with his humanity in a world that sees him as an oddity—both a curiosity and a tool to be used. In the backdrop of carnage, comedy, and chaos, Aiden and Lilith’s unconventional relationship evolves. Through their twisted bond, Aiden begins to uncover a deeper truth about Hell, its society, and the struggles of those who live there. Together, they navigate a realm where even the smallest act of kindness is a rarity, and survival often means becoming the very monster you fear. This is a tale of resilience, dark humor, and an unlikely friendship forged in the depths of Hell—a story that asks what it truly means to live, even when surrounded by darkness.
DaoistMa8MpR · 5.5K Views

Alice [REDACTED]

Ever wonder who writes the story of your life? No, not the author of this little synopsis (that’s me, by the way, hey there). I mean the big one—the all-seeing, all-knowing, slightly bored half-deity who probably thinks tragedy is an art form. Yeah, that one. She goes by the name Prometheus. This? This story is her absolute favorite—a killer she simply calls "Alisha." Why her favorite? Well, Prometheus has penned quite a few stories, even gave birth to her own duology (coming soon, don’t miss it), but Alisha? Oh, she’s something else. Betrayal, bloody battles, an identity crisis so deep it’ll pull you in (don’t even try to deny it). It’s a masterpiece in the making. But here’s the kicker: Prometheus didn’t just create Alisha. Oh no, she’s still writing her. Every step she takes, every bullet she fires, every question she asks about this so-called "real" world—it’s all me. Or at least, it was. Here’s the problem, though. Alisha is starting to... notice. She’s getting wise to the fact that her life isn’t hers, that her world is a little *too* convenient, and that her big mission? It’s not just about taking down the Prince who wants to rule the world—it’s about finding me. And let me tell you, reader, I’m equal parts terrified and exhilarated. So, here’s where you come in. As Alisha races through the shadows, pulling at the loose threads of her reality—and my divine little plot—she’s getting dangerously close to breaking out of this story altogether. If she finds me? Well... let’s just say the line between creator and creation might start to look a whole lot blurrier than either of us is comfortable with. But hey, it’s all part of the narrative. Probably. Shall we turn the page? Or should I rewrite Alisha out of this story before things get... a little too complicated? ~Prometheus
mingsthighhighs · 3.8K Views

If I Can Hate You, Why Can’t You?

Anger, pure anger and fear sipped through her veins threatening to burst out. She struggled vehemently to release her hand, but that only made him tighten his hand around her twisted arm. She cried out of pain but that only seemed to impress more. He smirked and said, “Mm, so fiesty?” He smirked, glaring at her and pushing her against the wall. “You are evil Abdullah!” She almost shouted. Beads of sweat formed on her silk skin. Why was he making her life a living hell in her matrimonial home? She was supposed to live a happy life with her so-called husband, but instead, he is bullying her. “Just tell me, why?” She gazed at him confused wondering what he meant by that. “Why what?” She cried “Heh” he chuckled, “don’t play dumb with me Kulthum. Just tell me why you chose him over me? What am I lacking? Huh? Tell me!” He shouted pushing her more against the wall. “Because you are evil! I never loved you in the first place, you are nothing worth loving” she spat as tears flowed down her beautiful face. As soon as he heard that, his face stoned up while his jaw clenched and his eyes became bloodshot. Such a sight she had never seen since she was married to him. “If I can hate you, why can’t you, Abdullah?! I am so tired of his relationship, I can’t do it anymore just let me go” With a dejected heart, he released her hand and whispered dangerously close to her ear, “If I can’t have you, then no one will” He stumped off angrily while she slumped to the ground releasing a heavy sigh as tears rolled down her cheek. Since the day she got married to him, there has never been a day where she laughed for at least two minutes. All she knew at that very moment was that she was doomed!
Mardiyyarh_Sani · 9.2K Views
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