Lirik Symphony

"What you do in life, Echoes in Eternity." The System, who goes by the code name, Thirteen, defied the System God in order to give his previous Hosts’ the chance to change their Fates. Unfortunately, he was killed by his Father, the System God, and was sent to the world of Pangea to struggle like the Cannon Fodders that he fought so hard to protect. Armed with his knowledge as a System, Thirteen vowed to change not only his Fate, but the Fate of others whose destinies were tied up with him. In a world torn by power and corruption, a fallen System will bring out a symphony of change, or lead it to its destruction. ---------------- Chapter release schedule: 2 Chapters everyday.

"In a world crumbling under the weight of war and chaos, Victor Nova finds himself trapped in an endless curse—an eternal cycle of death and rebirth, where time resets mercilessly. Each time he returns, he carries the burden of memories, while everyone else forgets everything. But this time, something is different... something deeper and far more dangerous. Amid political conspiracies, shadowy alliances, and an enemy that refuses to die, Victor seeks to break free from his never-ending fate. Will he finally escape, or is he doomed to remain imprisoned in the void with the demon and Johan? A journey through time, war, and deception, where every moment is a life-or-death decision, and every friend could be a hidden foe. Victor Nova is no longer fighting just to survive… but to uncover the truth."

After the death of people close to the protagonist he discovers the truth of the world. Which makes him question his own existence and sanity and question What if! reason of death of his close ones were related to him or related to unparallel mystical world. To find answer to his question the protagonist start his journey to know about his own past and mysterious deaths of his close ones .

Melody in the Passing of Time In modern Japan, where each season sings its own story and music becomes the language of the heart, a young guitarist named Axel struggles to find harmony amidst loss and longing. Gifted with soulful melodies that echo his inner world, Axel’s life is steeped in bittersweet memories—the absence of his mother, the warmth of shared moments with friends, and the lingering notes of a past that still resonate. “Melody in the Autumnus” also means “Melody in the Passing of Time” is a richly woven tapestry of romance, music, and family legacy. It explores how the notes of the past echo into the present, how every chord of love and loss builds the soundtrack of our lives, and how, even as time marches on, the melodies that shape us remain ever-present—a timeless symphony that binds hearts across generations.

In the penumbra of a fallen empire, **Lucien Valefor** walks alone, his shadow stretching across broken lands that once knelt before his bloodline. The last scion of the Valefor dynasty moves through the twilight realm between vengeance and despair, each footfall a testament to promises whispered in the dark. "Memory is the cruelest blade," he murmurs to the night, his voice carrying the weight of a thousand silenced screams. "It cuts deeper than steel, leaving wounds that time refuses to heal." The betrayal that stripped him of his birthright lives within him now—not as a wound, but as a companion, intimate and ever-present. His **Nyx Ascendance** pulses beneath his skin, darkness coalescing around his fingers like liquid obsidian. This power, born of sacrifice and suffering, is not merely wielded—it is experienced, a symphony of shadow that resonates with the hollow chambers of his heart. "They believed death would silence me," Lucien contemplates, watching the darkness dance between his palms. "But in death, I found a truth they fear to face—that endings are merely thresholds to more terrible beginnings." The moon bearing witness to his soliloquy casts silver light upon the scars that map his journey—each mark a verse in the epic of his fall and inevitable rise. His enemies sleep behind walls of stone and privilege, dreaming peaceful dreams of empires built upon his family's ashes. "The architecture of revenge requires patience," he tells the stillness around him. "Each moment of their false security is a stone in the monument of their eventual ruin." He is not the prince they remember—that man perished in the bloody theater of their betrayal. What returns to them now is something hollowed and hallowed by suffering, a vessel filled with purpose so pure it transcends morality. "I do not seek justice," Lucien acknowledges, his eyes reflecting landscapes of yet-unfought battles. "Justice implies balance, and some scales can never be balanced—only shattered and reforged." In the distance, the spires of his ancestral home pierce the horizon like accusing fingers. The throne that awaits him is no longer merely a seat of power but an altar upon which he will sacrifice those who believed him conquered. "They will learn," he whispers to the approaching dawn, "that nightmares do not fade with waking. Some terrors follow you into the light."

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.

In the iridescent tapestry of Halmosian, where the firmament shimmers with nebulous luminescence and the very air hums with the arcane whispers of forgotten deities, destiny entwines two souls as disparate as dusk and dawn. One, Aleeman Hakiman, a youth of no esoteric endowment yet of indomitable spirit, bears the mantle of teen commander of the Abjannas—warriors of resolute hearts and steely conviction. The other, Wei Yang Hong, a scion prince of the venerable Weng dragon clan, once a paragon of masculine ferocity, now ensnared in the silken chains of a cruel metamorphosis. Cursed into beauteous villainy, he sheds his former self and emerges as Shi Zhao Mei, a vision of ethereal allure, her vengeance as intoxicating as perfumed venom. Bound by fate’s inexorable decree, their paths converge at the Miracheneous Academy, a citadel of erudition and eldritch mastery, where Aleeman seeks knowledge to bridge the chasm of his powerlessness, and Shi Zhao Mei weaves her own enigma, a rose adorned with unseen thorns. Yet, beyond the confines of mortal intrigue, an abyssal spectre stirs—shadow-born abominations slither forth from the chasm of another world, their tenebrous tendrils grasping at the fabric of existence itself. Like a blade bereft of an edge yet held by a masterful hand, Aleeman must carve his legend not through sorcery, but through tenacity, wit, and the unyielding resolve of a commander who leads without the shield of supernatural prowess. And Shi Zhao Mei, a paradox of beauty and brutality, finds herself entangled in the dance of salvation, her past and present warring within as she sways between vehemence and valour. Thus begins their odyssey—a struggle against oblivion, a symphony of peril and promise, a battle where steel meets sorcery, where fate’s quill inscribes their names upon the annals of Halmosian.

Sixteen years, a relentless pursuit of the impossible. Leon, a soul forged in the crucible of ambition, now shattered by the cruel hand of fate. Family lost, hope extinguished. Suicide's edge: a classmate, a star, pulled him back. Debt? No. Another attempt. Then... darkness. He wakes. Swords. Magic. And her?" Stranded in a perilous world, With no cheat codes or divine guidance, they must navigate this treacherous world, forge alliances with wary strangers, and evade the pursuits of those who desire Sarah's beauty and covet their existence. After carving his existence on the razor's edge of perfection, pushing his boundaries until they shattered. a shadow sculpted from the very essence of ambition, found himself adrift in a strange new dawn. His past was a tapestry of broken limits, a testament to his relentless pursuit of a flawed perfection. Here, though? Here, a whisper of recognition stirred. A sense of homecoming, as if the very air hummed with a symphony of his own monstrous heart. This was not a world to survive, but a world to claim. "Crucible-born. This world pulses. He'll ascend, not survive."

"In the depths of eternity, where darkness and light entwined, the universe was born from the dreams of the gods. From the celestial harmonies of creation to the discordant melodies of destruction, the cosmic symphony echoed across the expanse. Within this grand tapestry, a world emerged, forged from the essence of duality. Earth, a terrestrial haven, became the stage for an epic drama, as forces of creation and destruction converged. The fate of the universe hung in the balance, as two goddesses, Stella and Khaos, wove a narrative of light and darkness, life and death. Their story, a testament to the eternal dance between opposites, would give rise to a new era, one where humanity would inherit the earth, and the delicate balance of the cosmos. Join us on a journey through the ages, as we explore the celestial ballet, the birth of life, and the eternal struggle between creation and destruction."

In the moonlit shadows of ancient India, the saga of Vikram and Vetal unfolds. King Vikramaditya, resolute and fearless, seeks to capture the elusive Vetal, a celestial spirit haunting the desolate forest. As Vikram approaches, a mysterious aura envelops him, and Vetal, a spectral figure, begins to weave enchanting tales of love, betrayal, and intrigue. With each tale, Vetal challenges Vikram with riddles that pierce the veil of morality, testing the king's intellect and principles. The spectral figure challenges, "Speak, Vikram, unravel the threads of destiny." A hushed symphony of riddles ensues. "Your tales weave a web of enigma, Vetal, but my silence shall remain unbroken," declares Vikram, in his heart. The ghostly spirit, undeterred, responds, "Silence, the veil that separates mortal wisdom from celestial mysteries. Speak, Vikram, and plunge into the depths of your own destiny." The air crackles with tension as Vikram grapples with the stories, each one a labyrinth of choices and consequences. The moon watches silently as the king and the spirit engage in a dance of wisdom, wit, and the mysteries that lie beyond the mortal realm.

The Great Qin Empire is a sweeping historical novel chronicling the rise and fall of the Qin state. Emerging from the ferocious competition among rival warlords, the Qin Empire established a powerful, unified dynasty and pioneered a new Iron Age civilization. Yet it lasted only 15 years, vanishing like a fleeting meteor. Within this dramatic historical arc lie countless legendary tales of heroes, statesmen, and their intertwined fates-noble or wicked, heroic or ordinary-all composing a grand historical symphony. The social framework and cultural traditions forged by the Qin Empire continue to shape Chinese life today, forming a cornerstone of the nation's spiritual identity. The Qin Empire rose through ruthless competition, embodying the pragmatic, innovative spirit of its era. It championed legalism, sweeping reforms, centralized governance, and relentless state-building. Over 160 years and six generations of rulers, it achieved a revolutionary transformation, unifying China and ushering in a new Iron Age civilization that redefined agricultural society. This monumental literary work vividly portrays Qin's arduous journey from near-collapse to dominance during the Warring States period (475-221 BCE). Beginning with Duke Xiao of Qin, the state pursued reforms and modernization through generations of unyielding effort, ultimately conquering rival states to unify China.

Rhapsody Series #1: Our Emotions Form a Symphony Hyacinth Flores thought he had left everything behind—his past, his pain, and most of all, him. After years of struggling against expectations, betrayal, and unspoken emotions, he found solace in composing music, far from the shadows of his school days and the person who once meant everything to him. But when a chance contract ties him back to Rhapsody, the band that took the world by storm, he’s forced to face the ghost of his past: Yukimura Santos. A prodigy drummer bound by family expectations, Yukimura never allowed himself to stray from the path set for him. Cold, guarded, and strictly straight, he refused to acknowledge feelings that threatened his world. But when Hyacinth entered his life, a mute transfer student with a passion for music, cracks began to form in the walls he built. Years later, regret lingers in the silence between them, and now that fate has brought them back together, Yukimura is determined to mend what was broken. But Hyacinth is no longer the boy who once clung to unreciprocated feelings. He’s changed—closed off, distant, just as Yukimura was to him in the past. As music becomes the bridge between their hearts once more, can Yukimura compose a way back into Hyacinth’s life? Or will their final song be one of farewell? A slow-burn tale of love, loss, and second chances, Our Emotions Form a Symphony is the first installment of the Rhapsody Series—a story where emotions are louder than words, and the melody of the past refuses to fade.

Hutan Sancang, tempat yang dikenal sebagai tanah sakral bagi para pendekar, diselimuti kabut tipis saat fajar menyingsing. Di antara pepohonan raksasa dan akar-akar yang menjalar, seorang bocah lelaki berdiri tegap, tubuhnya kecil namun penuh tenaga, matanya tajam menatap seekor kijang yang tengah minum di tepi sungai. (Cicit burung terdengar bersahutan, air sungai mengalir dengan gemericik lembut…) Namanya Wira, seorang anak yatim piatu yang sejak kecil hidup di alam liar. Tubuhnya berbalut kain sederhana yang sudah usang, tetapi matanya penuh dengan semangat tak terkalahkan. Hari ini, ia harus berburu untuk bertahan hidup. Dengan nafas teratur, ia melangkah perlahan mendekati kijang itu. Namun tiba-tiba… (Dentuman keras! Seperti petir yang menyambar…) Dari dalam semak-semak, seekor harimau kumbang meloncat menerjang kijang itu dengan cakarnya yang tajam. Wira terperanjat, tapi bukan karena takut—melainkan karena kagum. Harimau itu melirik sekilas ke arahnya, seolah memberi peringatan untuk tidak mendekat. Namun, Wira tidak mundur. “Kau hebat,” gumamnya pelan. (Hening. Angin berbisik lembut di antara dedaunan…) Tanpa diduga, langkah kakinya justru membawanya lebih dekat. Harimau itu menatapnya tajam, tetapi bukan dengan amarah—melainkan dengan ketenangan yang menggetarkan jiwa. Saat itu, terdengar suara langkah kaki berat mendekat dari balik pepohonan. (Suara ranting patah, gemuruh langkah mendekat…) Sosok berjubah hitam dengan sorot mata tajam muncul dari balik rimbunan hutan. Wira menatapnya tanpa gentar. Ia tahu siapa pria itu—Prabu Siliwangi, penguasa Pajajaran, seorang raja sakti mandraguna yang konon memiliki ikatan batin dengan harimau putih. “Anak kecil, mengapa kau tidak lari?” suara Prabu Siliwangi bergema seperti petir di langit yang tenang. Wira menatapnya langsung. “Aku tidak takut.” (Guruh menggelegar di kejauhan…) Sang Prabu tersenyum tipis. Ia melihat ke dalam diri bocah itu—bukan sekadar keberanian, melainkan juga ketulusan yang langka. “Kau tidak takut mati?” “Aku hanya takut jika hidupku tidak berarti,” jawab Wira mantap. (Desir angin berhembus lebih kencang, dedaunan berjatuhan…) Mata Prabu Siliwangi berbinar. Di usianya yang telah matang, ia jarang menemukan seseorang seperti Wira—seorang anak yang tidak hanya kuat, tetapi juga memiliki jiwa yang bersih. “Aku akan mengajarimu ilmu sejati,” ujar sang Prabu. Wira mengernyit, tidak percaya dengan apa yang baru saja didengarnya. “Mengajarku?” Prabu Siliwangi mengangguk. “Kejujuran dan keberanianmu lebih kuat daripada pedang mana pun. Kau layak menjadi muridku.”

Trillions of years into the future, Earth is gone and the fringes of civilization cling to remnants of what once was. Lead only by the mythologies of the past generations, the future looks bleak until the discovery of a timeless obelisk. The Symphony calls another to the frontiers of space-time, but will this be enough to save an already dying civilization in a universe on its last breath?

"Hey, beautiful," she paused, "may I know your name?" Nox asked, not really believing the words that were leaving her lips at that moment. "I'm Dunamis, Aylin Dunamis. What's yours?" Aylin spoke, her sweet, soft voice sounding to Nox as beautiful as a symphony of angels. "Nox, Scarlett Nox, and I, dear Aylin, am your mate." Came the reply, Aylin's eyes widening with realization at the revelation by the Alpha before her. ------------------------------------------------------------- A random visit to a cafe` for a fresh coffee after a soulless morning in the office is the last place Alpha Scarlett Nox expected to find her mate, a sweet-looking omega called Aylin Dunamis. As they begin to explore their lives together as mates, the universe begins to stir. Unexpected encounters, unending hostilities and reunited loved ones appear, making the two wolves begin to realise that not all is as it seems. When the secrets they suffered to keep hidden finally surface, will they be buried under the skeletons they hid in their closets? One thing that is certain is that their meeting may have been fortune's favour, but the road ahead of them had no such sentiments. ----------------------------------------------------------- This is not a slow-burn romance in any way, shape or form. It contains some Futa aspects, if not comfortable, I suggest you don't read. Also, I do not take credit for any of these character images, the credit goes to pixart. This story is in the WSA Contest, so please vote and add it to your collection! Ruthless Alpha x Fiery Omega Girl x Girl

Priscilla Blaire Manzhi is a diligent and ambitious young woman, juggling her secretarial job for the CEO of a prominent corporation while pursuing her studies. Her life is a delicate balance of work, academics, and personal relationships. Enter Matthew Lorenzam, the enigmatic and charismatic new CEO who has just taken the reins of the company. Like Priscilla, Matthew is also a student, pursuing his MBA while navigating the cutthroat world of corporate leadership. As Priscilla and Matthew work together, their mutual respect and admiration grow, but their differences in social status and background threaten to complicate their budding relationship. Priscilla struggles to reconcile her growing feelings for Matthew with the power dynamic between them, while Matthew grapples with the weight of his responsibilities as CEO and the scrutiny that comes with it. As they navigate the challenges of their whirlwind romance, Priscilla and Matthew must confront their own insecurities, fears, and aspirations. Will their love be the symphony that harmonizes their lives, or will the fireworks of their differences tear them apart?

In a world where every soul is born into the symphony of countless whispers—cryptic words from a primordial spirit.Those who decipher the whispers into a single whisper- a metaphor, gain extraordinary power, but at a cost. Faust, burdened with the elusive metaphor "Why", embarks on a perilous journey to uncover its purpose. As the line between power and insanity blurs, Faust must confront the echoes of his choices and the mysteries of a world bound by whispers.

let's see Edward Lancaster and Alice Spencer love story. Will they stay together or will they be apart

Tatiana Miller is the life of the campus, a communications major who thrives in the energy of social interactions. With her infectious laughter and magnetic personality, she’s known and loved by everyone. But despite her popularity, Tatiana longs for a connection that goes beyond the superficial—a love that is deep, genuine, and lasting. One day, while walking through campus, Tatiana spots Samuel Wayne for the first time. He’s sitting alone on a bench, completely engrossed in a book, with an air of calm that starkly contrasts the usual hustle and bustle around him. There's something about his quiet presence that instantly captivates her. Without knowing why, Tatiana feels a pull towards him, a connection she can't ignore. Curious and intrigued, Tatiana begins asking around about the mysterious student who seems so different from anyone she’s met before. She learns that Samuel is an engineering major, known for his brilliance and dedication to his studies, but also for his introverted nature and tendency to keep to himself. Despite knowing how different they are, Tatiana can’t get Samuel out of her mind. She’s fascinated by his quiet confidence and decides she has to know him better. Tatiana makes the first move, approaching him with a friendly smile and striking up a conversation about his book. Samuel is surprised by her approach—he’s not used to people going out of their way to talk to him—but there’s something about Tatiana’s genuine interest that disarms him. Tatiana doesn’t stop at just one conversation. She makes it her mission to break through Samuel’s reserved exterior, inviting him to join her for coffee, offering to study together, and finding ways to spend more time with him. Slowly, Tatiana’s warmth and persistence start to draw Samuel out of his shell. He begins to look forward to their meetings, appreciating the way she brings light and energy into his otherwise structured life. As they grow closer, Tatiana realizes that what started as a spontaneous attraction has turned into something much deeper. Samuel, too, finds himself opening up in ways he never expected, drawn to Tatiana’s vibrant spirit and the way she makes him feel understood. Their relationship evolves as they navigate their differences, learning from each other and growing together. Tatiana teaches Samuel to embrace the joy in spontaneity and human connection, while Samuel helps Tatiana appreciate the value of focus and introspection. In the end, Tatiana and Samuel discover that love doesn’t have to be logical or predictable. Sometimes, it’s the unexpected connections that are the most profound, proving that even the most opposite of souls can find harmony when they come together.

"You're breathing," 'Is he crazy?' Liora thought. 'of course I breathe.' She rolled her eyes inwardly at his stupidity but didn't dare to show it to him. Caspian kept staring at her, making Liora uncomfortable. She pulled her hand away, attempting to free herself from his grasp, but Caspian tightened his hold. "I'm not finished yet," he said before opening the door. Dear readers, Thank you for visiting my novel. I truly hope you will enjoy reading the story the way I enjoyed writing it. This story will be updated five days a week, with one chapter released. This story takes place in the world of Cogalmatory, where an obsession with wealth drives the ruthless elites. Liora, coming from a common background, finds herself trapped in their dangerous games. As she witnesses betrayal and manipulation, revenge becomes her primary instinct. Liora Valentine- Revenge became the fire that fuelled every beat of my heart. But then you appeared like a whisper in the night. Can a heart torn by vengeance also deserve the sweet embrace of love? Who am I to you? A Doll or Poison Rose? Caspian Glacier- Let me show you a dance of words and gestures that will sweep you off your feet, leaving you enchanted and wanting more. Donovan Magnum- Money is the sweet symphony of power and influence. Rules? Mere toys for the strongest. Are you ready to play by my rules, or will you be swept away by my vast empire?

In the bustling city of Port Harcourt, where the symphony of technology harmonizes with the rhythm of nature, a young man named Gary Michael embarks on a captivating journey. His fascination with the precision of gears competes with the unrestrained cadence of his athletic pursuits, creating a dance between two worlds. Port Harcourt's neon-lit skyline paints the backdrop for Gary's dreams of a future intertwined with mechatronics. As he envisions a world where circuits orchestrate progress, his footsteps on the track echo his unwavering devotion to the art of motion. Amidst the city's vibrant energy, an unexpected melody enters Gary's life—Jane. She becomes a significant chord in his symphony, a composition where love interlaces with the gears of ambition. Yet, beneath the glowing skyline, Gary's daring proposal to Jane leads to a different verse. Her gentle rejection casts a shadow on the once-bright notes of his ambitions. As the gears of his academic brilliance falter, transitioning from straight A's to haunting C's, Gary faces a crossroads. Heartbreak rewires the very circuits of his being, disrupting the delicate equilibrium between mechatronics and the sprinter's realm. Resilient in the face of adversity, Gary transforms setbacks into a crescendo, propelling him towards a new movement. The track, once a stage of personal conquest, becomes a path of rediscovery. The journey unfolds as a captivating melody, revealing unexpected harmonies in Gary's pursuit of reconciliation between love, ambition, and self-discovery. Port Harcourt anticipates the performance of a lifetime, where the sounds of gears and the rhythm of stride converge to create a masterpiece resonating far beyond the city limits.

"And so here we are again, did you learn anything? Was this the dance you were looking for, No? Let us continue then, the day when we walk to the pier is yet to come. That grand symphony of loss and pain is just a lighthouse, you know when you walk it rises, so get up the story is yet to fall after all no one wishes to be alone in the end. Don't worry; I'll be your dance partner this time and encourage you forward every step of the way. So, as actors, burn till nothing is left, and listen with your heart to my audience. May we go off with dry tears so our finale can be broken with our own hands!"

Dean Wycliff and Eloise Anette Chereena. Their names are like a beautiful symphony, woven into a sweet high school love story. Everyone envies their togetherness, with laughter that always decorates their days. They are like two perfect puzzle pieces, complementing and strengthening each other. However, life does not always go straight. After graduating from high school, their dreams and ambitions took them on different paths. Eloise, with her charming artistic talent, was accepted into a renowned design college in Turkey. While Dean, with his ambitions in technology, decided to stay in the United States. The separation felt so bitter, like a nightmare come true. Dean felt lonely. The house that used to be filled with Eloise's laughter now felt empty. Thousands of miles separated them, stretching between hope and longing. He spent his nights on video calls, trying to fill the gaping void in his heart. However, a glimmer of new happiness came into his life. Olivia Rosalind, a smart and charming architecture student, began to meet him often on campus. Olivia has a charming smile and a bright aura. Dean's friends even started to match them up. However, Dean's heart was still attached to Eloise. He was not interested in Olivia's charm, even though the girl repeatedly tried to approach him. In Turkey, Eloise's life was no less winding. She found a world of design that was so enchanting, full of color and creativity. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of campus, she met Deniz Ansel Ghaziy, a handsome and talented design student. Deniz had a charisma that was hard to resist. He was always there for Eloise, helping her with her college assignments and keeping her company. Every night, Eloise stared at the Istanbul sky lit by stars. She thought of Dean, his smile, his crisp laughter, and all the beautiful memories they had shared. She tried to remember their promise to be faithful, the promise to never give up on their love. But she felt a tremor every time her eyes met Deniz's.

Growing up is a symphony of endings and beginnings, a delicate balance between heartbreak and self-discovery. "Ashes and Echoes" is a collection of poetry that captures the raw, unfiltered emotions of young adulthood: the first loves that set your world on fire, wishful thinking, and the bittersweet journey of finding yourself in the wreckage of the world. Through lyrical verse and intimate storytelling, these poems explore the restless nights, the unanswered messages, the weight of the world, and defiant hope and nostalgia that comes with healing. Each page is a reflection of what it means to love recklessly, to break beautifully, and to rise from the ashes of who you once were. For anyone who has ever felt lost, for those learning to stand on their own, "Ashes and Echoes" is a reminder that this is not the end, but it’s the beginning of something even more powerful: you.

"The birth and the continued existence of our universe require extraordinarily precise values of the forces of nature. A little too strong and the universe collapses in on itself and a little too weak, it expands so fast that the creation of stars, planets, and other celestial bodies would not have been possible. Does this hint toward the universe having a sentient creator? Who knows. Regardless of the existence of a creator, there is one question that will probably remain unanswered for eternity and beyond. What created the creator or the universe in case there was no creator?" The world faced an unprecedented crisis. Nearly 25% of the world's population had been reduced to ashes in a single day, the "Dawn of Apocalypse". What followed was destruction on an even larger scale caused by even more bizarre and unexplainable phenomena. The world changed at a pace thought to be unaccomplishable by mankind, but as always there was a class of people for whom the world remained the same more or less. Markus was one such person. Being separated from his family at birth and living on the streets since the tender age of 6 years old, every day was usually a fight for survival. A life where the possibility of sleeping with a full stomach every day seemed bleak, Markus did not have any hopes or dreams, his only reason for living was that death had not yet come to him. One fine day, his life turned upside down and it all changed with a single message: [Welcome, To the Jungle]... ============================================ Release Schedule: At least 6 chapters a week, each chapter 1500 to 2500 words (Usually leaning on the 1500 words side). ============================================ To Readers: In case you have queries, post them in the comment section (of any chapter paragraph or the novel's page itself). I will answer most of them there and the most frequently asked or highly relevant questions will be answered here in the novel's abstract.

The Price of Sin In a world where imagination and reality blur, where the boundaries of time and space dissolve, four souls find themselves trapped in endless cycles of torment. From the scorching desert to the frozen wasteland, from the labyrinthine castle to the suffocating forest, each story unfolds as a symphony of agony, a testament to the consequences of sin and desire. A man covered in blood stumbles through a desert, only to find himself in a grotesque Roman festival where indulgence leads to unspeakable horrors. A woman wanders a castle of impossible beauty, her wonder turning to terror as she becomes part of its eternal tapestry. A lost soul in a forest falls prey to a tribe whose rituals strip him of his humanity, piece by piece. And in the endless winter, a man seeks refuge, only to become the centerpiece of a macabre garden of pain. These are not mere stories of suffering—they are warnings. Each character is drawn into a world where hope is a cruel illusion, where the price of sin is paid in eternal torment. As the cycles repeat, the lines between victim and perpetrator blur, and the true nature of their punishment is revealed: they are not just suffering for their sins—they are the architects of their own damnation. The Price of Sin is a chilling exploration of guilt, desire, and the inescapable consequences of our choices. Enter these worlds at your own risk—once you step inside, you may never leave.

When Elias wakes in a cave deep in the desert, his memories are lost—until a song rises unbidden, stirring something ancient within him. The melody unlocks his past, revealing a single, burning purpose: vengeance. His wife was murdered, and the woman responsible—Seraphine, the Veil-Singer—must pay the price. Armed with a mysterious harp of forgotten power, Elias embarks on a journey across a world teetering on the edge of ruin. What begins as a personal mission for retribution soon unravels into something far greater. The harp’s music does not merely recall memories—it rewrites fate, bending reality itself. And Elias is not the only one who seeks to control it. As he gathers unlikely allies—a rogue with secrets of her own, a storyteller who knows too much, and a woman tied to the Veil’s hidden truths—Elias discovers that the harp was once used to shape the world. Its final song was left unfinished, and now, the forces that once wielded it are stirring from their slumber. When Elias finally confronts Seraphine, he realizes too late that their battle was only the first note in a much larger symphony. The harp’s awakening has called to something older than gods, something that was never meant to return. Now, the fate of the world rests on a song yet to be written. As war looms and the fabric of reality begins to fray, Elias must make an impossible choice: continue his path of vengeance or wield the harp to mend the song of creation before it is lost forever. But fate is never so easily played. And some songs demand a terrible price. The Harp of Tasoula is a sweeping epic of fate, music, and redemption. It is a story of vengeance turned destiny, and a melody that will echo beyond the end of time.

**Title: "Symphony of Shadows and Light"** **Description:** In a world where reality and myth intertwine and destiny weaves its threads across realms beyond mortal perception, the novel *Symphony of Shadows and Light* embarks on an epic journey that fuses the essence of history with the enigma of the future. The narrative follows a protagonist known as "Soul of Time," a young man who discovers a hidden power deep within him—a force that connects him to the destiny of the universe. He finds himself confronting opposing forces: a brilliant radiance emanating from the depths of forgotten memories and ancient secrets, and sinister shadows determined to infiltrate a present filled with relentless challenges and despair. Throughout his thrilling journey across multiple realms, he faces formidable trials that demand unwavering courage and a steadfast belief in fate. Secrets of long-lost civilizations and legends interwoven with the fabric of the present gradually come to light, as he endeavors to restore harmony between the light and darkness within his soul. This narrative conveys the profound message that true strength is measured not by external powers but by the bravery, hope, and determination residing in our hearts. *Symphony of Shadows and Light* is not merely a tale but a philosophical epic that reflects on the human condition and its inner conflicts, inviting every reader to contemplate the eternal dance between light and darkness.

He fell—or perhaps, he awakened, A soul cast adrift on frostbound tides. He wandered, a seeker, a shadow reborn, Through the shattered dreams of a cruel world's guise. Encounters etched in the tapestry of fate, Adventures carved in peril's stone. The cries of anguish, a symphony of ruin, Tore the veil of innocence he'd once known. With power vast, he could mend the broken, A savior's flame in the darkest night. Yet never did he dream, in all his might, That his own soul longed for the light. In the ruins of hope, he stands unyielding, A titan of strength, a heart concealed. For in saving others, he begins to learn— Even the savior must one day be healed.

The first anniversary of Alexander Rhea’s death should have brought closure, but for investigative reporter Ava Harris, it only deepens the nightmare. A year ago, she thought she had left behind the haunting, manipulative tycoon and bestselling author—but when she picks up his diary on the anniversary of his death, she’s faced with a chilling discovery: a new entry, written in fresh ink. “To be continued.” The words send a jolt of terror through Ava, for she knows one undeniable truth: Alexander Rhea has been dead for a year. Or so she thought. As the memory of their disturbing interview resurfaces, Ava realizes she’s been tangled in a web of lies, power, and dark obsession. Three years ago, she entered Rhea’s mansion to conduct an exclusive interview, expecting the usual. Instead, she was thrust into a twisted psychological game that pushed her to the edge of sanity. Now, as she revisits the haunting moments of that encounter, Ava uncovers a series of chilling murders—each marked by a cryptic whisper of “Goodnight.” The closer Ava gets to the truth, the more she feels the unshakable presence of Rhea looming over her. Is he truly gone, or is he manipulating her from beyond the grave? As her investigation unravels, the line between the living and the dead begins to blur, and Ava is forced to confront a terrifying question: What if Alexander Rhea never really died?