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Flower Between The Banks

In the city of Valoria, where the splendor of opulent palaces dances to the tune of luxury while alleys drown in oblivion, fate weaves its first threads. There, Aaron, a young man forged by life's harshness, discovers what resembles a miracle: a rare "flower," Rosen, a noble girl lost from her family and luminous world. Aaron's humble home and his kind aunt Venice open their doors to her, and Rosen, hidden from her parents' eyes, becomes one of Aaron's family. Rosen, the delicate flower of wealth, blossoms in the harsh confines of poverty, in a world that was never hers. Deep feelings are born within her for Aaron, who saw in her only the innocence he nurtured. Love and sacrifice drive him to a heartbreaking decision, and he departs, leaving behind a heart pulsating with anticipation and a soul clinging to threads of hope. But fate, with its resounding blows, returns Rosen to the shores of her former world, erasing every trace of the past. She returns to her family, who had long searched for her, but she becomes a body without memory, lost between a wealthy present and forgotten memories. Meanwhile, Aaron returns to find a painful void; his aunt has passed away, and his "flower" has vanished without a trace. He embarks on an arduous search journey that extends for years, until fate wills them to meet again in a fleeting encounter that opens the doors to a major shock. Does Aaron hold the key to restoring what was lost? And can his forgotten "flower" awaken from her slumber to rewrite their love story between banks that were never truly part of her? "Flower Between The Banks" is a captivating journey through fate, love, and loss, telling the tale of two hearts searching for a way back in a world that forgets
ZeZe96 · 889 Views

Chronicles of Time’s Rift: Destined Across Eras

In modern-day Wenatchee, Washington, the boundaries of time shatter when mysterious rifts suddenly appear, setting off a chain of events that will forever alter the lives of ordinary citizens. What begins as subtle disturbances soon escalates into full-scale temporal upheaval, teleporting unsuspecting individuals from their familiar modern world into rich, historical landscapes and futuristic realms. As these rifts expand, characters are swept into eras of mesmerizing wonder and ruthless conflict. One moment they are deciphering ancient myths in the bustling streets of modern society; the next, they find themselves amid the splendor of ancient Egypt, where pharaohs and mystics hold secrets that predate recorded history. Medieval Europe, too, reveals itself with chivalry, dark sorcery, and the bitter strife of rival factions—the past and the present intermingling in a dance of fate and time. As these diverse characters navigate the shifting sands of eras, the true magic emerges through the transformation of identity and the rekindling of forgotten loves. Some discover that they are destined reincarnations of historical icons, while others awaken to unexpected powers and memories of lost lives. In a narrative that bridges centuries, love emerges as the timeless force that refuses to be bound by the mere passage of time. Star-crossed lovers separated by millennia find that every twist of fate, betrayal, and sacrifice only deepens their bond, echoing the eternal truth that those destined for each other will ultimately meet.
DaoistHtYlma · 21.6K Views

Between Wings

“In a house divided by status, secrets, and the whisper of wings, freedom feels as distant as the stars.” When Laura Charles takes a position at the prestigious Wyndham Estate, she plans to keep her head down, her past hidden, and her heart untangled. Among the polished silver and immaculate halls, she’s determined to play her part as the perfect lady's maid: quiet, diligent, and invisible. But nothing at Wyndham is as simple as it seems. From Amber, the exuberant housemaid, to Mrs. Hobbs, the sharp and rigid housekeeper, the servants' hall brims with personalities as complex as the estate itself. Among them is Aleksi, a towering, sharp-tongued footman whose presence stirs something Laura can't quite define. As their paths cross in unexpected ways, sparks fly—not of romance but of class tension and sharp disdain. Yet beneath the barbs and silences lies an unsettling intensity that neither can fully ignore. Meanwhile, the estate hides more than just its opulent splendor. Foreign servants whisper in a language Laura doesn’t understand, and the weight of expectations crushes everyone under the roof, noble or not. In a world where every glance and gesture is a battle for survival, trust becomes a dangerous luxury, and the line between ally and enemy blurs. As the seasons shift and the stakes rise, Laura finds herself trapped between two wings: the strict confines of duty and the yearning for something more—freedom, perhaps, or even love. But how far will she go to protect herself when her heart and her carefully constructed walls are both at risk of crumbling? Between Wings is a tale of class, romance, and survival, where every choice is fraught with danger and even the smallest kindness can have far-reaching consequences. For fans of slow-burn romance, rich historical drama, and characters navigating a world determined to define them, this is a story of transformation and defiance against all odds.
_quillotine · 20.2K Views

An Eldritch Legacy: Sin & Sacrilege

Nine Characters, all bound to the whims of a 'Deranged Entity.' All the clues they have are the vast differences they have with those that bore them. His Madness has seeped into them, crowning them with Glory. They shall come to know the price of Sin & Virtue by Sacrilege & Madness :Krael _My Pride can overturn Creation, drowning it in the madness of an unwilling. And yet I have to offer servitude to one who will always be beneath me, in the twisted guise of learning Humility - If only she knew how I long to grind her bones, she would know to control her tongue Born to Pride, servitude to Humility. :Kaelan_My Hunger can consume the very foundations of existence leaving behind an abyss born from my will. And yet I have to exercise temperance lest I lose meaning. Why do the gods mock me so...to give me all I can ever eat, and yet never to touch any satiate my growing hunger. I have seen the cruelty of the divine Born to Gluttony, raised by Temperance :Zaen_My Envy stalks the might of existence, wishing for its grandeur to be mine. And yet, my envy is never allowed to fester for Kindness plagues me like a curse. Compassion that was never mine, empathy I could care less about, heavens know I would rather drown in my own spit than to share goodwill Born of Envy, chained by Kindness :Xaelan_My Greed clouds the hearts of even gods, from the mortal coils to the vastness of the cosmos chaining the 'Old Ones to sin. I feel the sickening embrace of her love, and yet I can never have it, for whatever is mine, I must give. To know Charity—that bustard—is the punishment I was accorded Born in Greed, defiled by Charity : ...My Wrath burns the Heavens and fuels the pits of hell, bringing the end to all, as I ride my mount to Herald the storm. -Oops, this is not my stage. Sorry, but worry not my progeny will carry the mantle on my behalf. As they unleash the wrath stocked in their blood. But soon they will learn just how deep my Lord intends to go and that only Patience is the key to his games...hahaha...poor children, if only I could march alongside you in misery. Born to Wrath, burial by Patience :Thaen_My Sloth... uhm mm... well, I am too exhausted to think of a monologue. But Yah, blah blah...something Diligence All I know is that I am more hard working than all of them combined... that guy was truly not fair when dishing them out_ Born to Sloth, death by Diligence :Laen_My Lust fuels the passion of Creation, all beings lost in the throes of my splendor, indulging in desires so dark, and yet I am the purest of them all, abstinence is second nature. I weep for desires unfulfilled and yet Chastity that horrendous bi*** mocks me with laughter. Yet it seems only I suffer this cruelty others are free in indulgence only I am a slave to virtue_ Born in the flames of Lust, sustained by Chastity :Haelan_My Hatred runs so deep that the abyss is flooded the rivers of the underworld are mere streams to my Hatred. I hold nothing but hate in my heart and yet he wishes I hold onto compassion. In his twisted form of madness, he has left me with no other choice. I shall let it fester until the day I make him pay_ Born in the depths of Hate, Compassion my Love and my Death :Raelin_My Despair has seeped into the cracks of existence, corrupting the Light' of the 'Creator. All I feel is the despair and sorrow of all those born and chained in the embrace of 'the sisters' misery.'Unlike them, I search for her, elusive like the wind. I despair for the sight of her, and yet she will always elude me, shunning my pleas_ Born in Despair, mourning for Hope ...I feel the twisted love he holds for us all and yet they do not see it, blinded by Sin and Virtue :>Long but necessary:) what is the story about? Simply it's about the interplay of Sin and Virtue with a hint of Madness and Malevolence. Complicatedly, what makes sense may not actually make sense. IG: o.c.e.a.n_quill
Ocean_Quill · 65.8K Views

Cyber Dream: The Blade of Capital

Cyber Dream: The Blade of Capital In a futuristic metropolis, technology has transcended human imagination. Modified metallic prostheses, intelligent AI companions, brain-embedded neural networks, and sprawling virtual spaces create a world that feels almost magical. Diseases like cancer, once feared, are now trivial thanks to nano-medical robots. Yet beneath these marvels lurks a new threat—a creeping form of cyber-psychosis that erodes minds and souls. Our story follows Kestrel , a former corporate elite turned dissident. With a prosthetic body shimmering in neon light, he roams the city’s dangerous fringes. On a rain-soaked night atop a high-rise, as he surveys a dazzling yet distorted skyline, he asks, “What is capitalism?” This question is both a critique of old social orders and a call to awaken those numbed by high-tech splendor. Soon, Kestrel embarks on a perilous journey into cyberspace with his advanced AI companion, Victoria. In this digital labyrinth, data streams hide secrets; memories can be stolen and identities rewritten, blurring the line between reality and illusion. Together, they uncover a staggering conspiracy: colossal corporations covertly implant neural networks into people’s minds, manipulating thoughts and establishing total control over society. The narrative begins with the chapter “Awakening,” where vivid imagery of neon-lit streets and rain intermingled with laser beams sets a mesmerizing scene. Kestrel’s inner monologue reveals deep discontent with a world that is outwardly vibrant yet internally decaying. He recalls a simpler time while questioning if the human spirit can endure under the dehumanizing grip of technology. Is the cost of progress the loss of our very selves? As events unfold, Kestrel becomes entangled with an underground network orchestrated by corporate elites. This hidden collective arms rebels and exposes the grim truth at humanity’s core. Each cyber intrusion and virtual clash plunges him deeper into isolation and fear, even as Victoria begins to show signs of independent consciousness. Her struggle to blend logic with emerging emotions adds complexity to their mission. Cyber Dream: The Blade of Capital is more than a high-octane cyberpunk adventure filled with chases and confrontations; it is a profound exploration of freedom, power, and the nature of reality. As Kestrel’s rebellion and Victoria’s quest for self-awareness ignite a movement, the novel challenges us to question what it means to be truly free in a world where technology is both a tool for progress and a weapon of control. A thrilling journey awaits.
Zephyreezy · 9.4K Views

Dévourer

WARNING: Graphic Violence depicted The world has been separated into four kingdoms. The kingdom of Fringhelm for their elite military know as knight. Despite their inferior technology, their expertise in combat and efficiency with their powers give them the edge over the rest. Although with this comes great corruption. Adriel, a human boy who is a Dévourer, Lykos, Adriel's adopted brother who is a wolf beastman with the affinity of fire magic, and Dania, an elven girl who has been friends with them since child hood and the Lover of Lykos, join the ranks of knights after many years working as simple foot soldiers. Knights isn't handed down to anyone only the best may be allowed to rise. They were unaware of the horrific world they entered. As the three of them make a team with two stragglers. They must fight, survive, and protect. They are unaware of a growing evil shrouding their world. A man trying to topple the kingdom on its head. Adriel must learn to survive, and Lykos must protect those dearest to him. Calamity approaches, and its closer than what they might think. Blood will be spilled; death inevitable. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello Luno here, if you have found the story intresting or want to leave any form of criticism to help me improve and give your overall thoughts of the story join my discord-( https://discord.gg/c82uZA923v ) its nothing much at the moment I'll be fixing it up as time goes by feel free to ask me anything and get to know me if you so choose maybe meet others while at it. I'd love to build a community as I improve as an author. This is my first Novel I've written many short stories, but only posted one online as a creepypasta (I know pretty lame :v) Hope you enjoy and have a great day. planning on daily hopefully. Cover Art by- IG: capricule Etsy- capricule
Luno_aim · 13.3K Views

Wilted Crown

Kun awoke in an unfamiliar world, his past nothing but a hollow void. Wounded and weak, he wandered aimlessly until fate led him to the grand kingdom of Evergloam—a realm of splendor hiding deep, twisted shadows. Taken in by House Ravencourt, one of the kingdom’s four ruling houses, Kun learned the ways of nobility, swordsmanship, and leadership. Yet, whispers followed him, servants cast wary glances, and an unshakable sense of otherness clung to him. But Kun’s life was never meant to be peaceful. Darkness lurked beneath Evergloam’s illusion of prosperity, and when betrayal struck, Kun lost everything once more. Left to fend for himself, he was found by House Duskwhisper, a family of assassins and spies, where he was reshaped into something deadlier, something hidden in the shadows. Yet, the past never stays buried. The lost memories claw at him—the voice calling his name, the flashes of a paradise now in ruins, the overwhelming feeling that someone is waiting for him in the darkness. When he finally unravels the truth, Kun learns that he is no ordinary orphan—he is the key to a war far greater than the kingdom of Evergloam itself. Now, trapped between two forces—one that seeks to claim him and another that seeks to erase him—Kun must uncover the truth behind his origins, the fall of the Lost Paradise, and the two Calyxius who hold the answers to everything. One seeks to protect him. One seeks to own him. And in the end, the darkness within Kun may be the greatest threat of all.
Kunturia · 8.2K Views

Interesting indeed

Beyond the veil of mortal sight, where time itself doth falter and stars are but fleeting candles in an endless dark, there drifts a Presence. Vast beyond measure, ancient beyond memory, it wanders the cosmic void, untouched by the petty reckonings of men and gods alike. Yet even eternity, in all its dreadful splendor, is not without its curiosities. Thus, with but a whisper, a thought—a gentle stroke upon the loom of fate—It remakes the barren firmament. Where once lay naught but dust and silence, now burgeon worlds of wonder, rich with treasure and ripe for the plucking. Planets bloom with bounteous gifts, the heavens teem with hidden providence, and in the heart of one unassuming sphere, life stirs. Humanity awakens, none the wiser to the hand that shaped their fortune, to the architect unseen. And yet, as they toil and triumph, as they carve dominion from the void, a shadow lingers at the edge of thought. Too oft do they find the road paved smooth, too oft do their hands alight upon that which they did not sow. In whispers and in dreams, in fleeting glimpses betwixt wake and slumber, a question takes root—Are we alone? A few, cursed with sight keener than most, seek the hidden hand that pulls their strings. They peer into the dark, and the dark peers back—silent, patient, and amused. For It doth not govern, nor meddle, but merely watches... and waits. What fools these mortals be, who dance so blithely upon a stage set long before their time.
Charnicole · 1.5K Views
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