Embers Vathara

In a world once ruled by elemental forces and primal creatures, the balance of power has long been shattered. Vampires, Werewolves, Demons, and Humans—each race has carved its own legacy, but none remain untouched by the tides of war and betrayal. Once, these factions waged battles that scorched the land and stained history with blood. Now, the war has faded into myth, and fragile peace clings to existence like a dying ember. But peace was never meant to last. A kingdom watches with unease as old wounds fester beneath the surface, as forbidden ties between predator and prey threaten to upend everything. Whispers of rebellion stir in the streets, ancient forces awaken in the shadows, and a forgotten prophecy looms on the horizon. Amidst this brewing storm, a child is born—a being who is the product of two worlds, a hybrid of Vampire and Human, a symbol of opposing forces intertwined. His existence alone is enough to ignite fury, to challenge the natural order, and to become the spark that could either unite the fractured lands or set them ablaze once more. Secrets buried deep in history will rise. Loyalties will be tested. And in the end, only one truth remains: Power is the only law, and those without it will be devoured. What happens when the past refuses to stay buried? When the sins of old return to claim their debt? This is not a fairy tale. This is the truth they wanted forgotten. Welcome to The Secrets of Chiaroscuro.

Five hundred years after his death, Orion awakens in the aristocratic Reyes family—one of the five ruling houses of the Petrosyan Confederacy. With both his experience and trauma from another life, he must carve his own path in a world shaped by power, technology, and ruthless ambition. On a mission to Cerros-7, in the heart of a bustling market, a woman draped in tattered veils appears before him, her ember-like eyes burning with eerie intensity. With a grip as cold as death, she seizes his hand and whispers a prophecy that sends a chill down his spine: "The sky must fall for your star to rise, A veil of despair shrouds crimson skies. Through ash and ember, your brilliance softly flies, A light reborn where endless darkness lies." As he navigates treacherous politics, genetic evolution, and a destiny far greater than himself, Orion must uncover the truth, before the prophecy becomes his undoing. Tags: [Reincarnation | Fantasy | Superpowers | Survival | System | Genes | Evolution] Schedule: [12 chapters/week] Chapter Length: [1200-1400 words]

The World of Ephesus. A vast world plagued by Breaches containing countless Beasts of Corruption. A World on the brink of ruin as the Four Human Lineages defend the last bastions of Humanity! With the power of Gem Masters standing against the Beasts of Corruption, the flames of Humanity seek to burn ever brighter. In such a world, in the Mortal Branch of the Asmodeus Bloodline, Alexander awakens a Gem Socket that others consider defective. A Variant Gem Socket. Looked down upon by those who do not understand it, this supposed defect may just be the solution that the burning embers of humanity were waiting for. Follow Alexander as he entirely warps the perception of what a Gem Master is- as he embarks on a journey to become...The Empyreal Gem Master!

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."

This red dragon came from the vast wilderness, coveting all the powers of the world. He has held countless titles: Mountain Fury, Purgatorial Calamity, Red Emperor, Ember Dragon… The world trembles under the shadow of the great dragon. He ignited the surge of the magical industrial revolution. In the empire he established, wyverns roar, cannon fire resounds, steel behemoths appear in the sky and on the earth, and disasters from other worlds run rampant. “Submit, or die.” Cassius spread his sky-shading wings, looking down upon the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves beneath him, and spoke thus. ……… A story of a red dragon with a built-in player template conquering, ruling, and transforming another world. (Pseudo D&D, Fourth Catastrophe, Red Dragon)

Kaira thought she had left her past behind—until a rainy morning on Ember Street brought her face-to-face with a man who seemed to know more about her than he should. A stolen glance, a cryptic note, and a coat that smells like storms are all it takes to pull her into a game she didn’t sign up for. As the layers of his identity begin to peel away, Kaira discovers that this stranger isn’t the only one chasing her secrets. Each encounter brings her closer to the truth she’s been running from—and a decision that could shatter her fragile world. With danger lurking in every shadow and an undeniable connection between them, Kaira must confront the question: Is this man her savior, her destroyer, or something in between? Rainfall of Secrets is a gripping tale of romance and intrigue, where trust is fragile, the past is never far behind, and every storm leaves a trail.

Many, many, many years after the world was ravaged by the appearance of void-born. Monsters born from a malevolent energy corrupting any form of life, hope is a fragile ember. In this precarious time, when his mother is murdered before his eyes, Mathew is thrust into the world. where survival alone is struggle. Forced to confront the realities of his world and unravel truths buried in blood and shadow, Mathew must navigate a world where trust is as deadly as betrayal and power is law. As he delves deeper into the truth, he must decide whether to embrace the darkness within, become its victim or imprint his will on it. ___________________________________ {Warning: The beginning of this web novel has a little bit of a slow start.}

Emperor Ian Veroshion, the first noble mage, was betrayed and executed. Cursed to never be reborn, he awakens a century later as the illegitimate son of a disgraced ducal line, destined to be a hostage in a barbaric land. Stripped of his magic and his throne, he must navigate a world vastly different from the one he ruled, facing political machinations and a resurgent monster threat. But the embers of his past life still burn, and Ian will not surrender his legacy. He will reclaim his name, his magic, and perhaps, even his empire.

In a world where data is the new currency and corruption is coded into the system, Ethan Cole—a 19-year-old tech savant with a vendetta against predatory corporations—fights to protect the vulnerable from digital wolves. Working at a failing repair shop in Silicon Valley’s shadow, Ethan spends his days salvaging cat photos from cockroach-infested laptops and his nights reverse-engineering malware for pocket change. But when he discovers “Phoenix Fire,” a sophisticated virus destroying data without ransom demands, he uncovers a conspiracy that will forge him into a titan… or destroy him.

“Sialan, Ada…” “Brad... oh, sial... lebih dalam... lebih keras!” Suara tajam Ada memohon di antara desahan bernapasnya. Dentuman kepala tempat tidur ke dinding meningkat saat Ann membeku. Tidak... ini tidak mungkin! Ann menarik napas dalam-dalam dan mendorong pintu sedikit lebih lebar. Dadanya terasa seperti akan meledak saat ia menahan napas sementara celah itu melebar. Ketika itu mengungkapkan adiknya berbaring di bawah tunangannya, tangannya terbang ke mulutnya untuk menahan teriakan kengerian saat hatinya hancur seketika. Saat Brad mengaum melepaskan dirinya di dalam adiknya, Ada memalingkan kepalanya ke arah pintu dengan senyum sinis. Dingin yang menusuk turun ke atas Ann seolah-olah ember air es telah dituangkan ke atasnya dan dia berdiri dan menatap, matanya terbelalak dan mulut sedikit terbuka dalam ketidakpercayaan. Ada mengangkat tangannya dan melambai ke arah Ann dengan senyum puas terpatri di wajahnya saat Brad roboh di atasnya, mencium lehernya dengan penuh kasih.

"You ran," His voice was low, deliberate, disturbingly calm. A statement, not a question. "You look at me as if I am the villain of your story," he mused. Her chest rose and fell, her legs ready to flee again, but her body betrayed her. Something unseen held her still—not magic, not fear. Something far worse. Him! Meribella forced herself to meet his gaze. "Aren’t you?" His lips curved, but there was no amusement in it—only certainty. "Did you truly think," he murmured, stepping closer, "that distance would make any difference?" His fingers lifted—a single, featherlight touch trailed from her wrist to her arm. She shivered. Her breath hitched as his hand brushed her throat. Not a grip. Not yet. But the touch alone sent ice through her veins. His fingers ghosted lower, resting lightly over her collarbone. His hand was warm. His presence was not. "Tell me, does that terrify you?" She should have lied. Should have begged, pleaded—anything but the truth. "No." The word left her lips before she could stop it. His thumb brushed against her pulse, feeling the rapid, traitorous beat beneath her skin. "Liar," he whispered in her ear, his warm breath sending a shiver of electricity coursing through her, making her ears flush with heat. The shadows behind him stretched, moving as though they had a will of their own. His golden-flecked eyes darkened, and the ember-like glow within them grew stronger. "You wear defiance well," His other hand lifted, his fingers barely ghosting over the curve of her jaw. Meribella swallowed, but the lump in her throat refused to budge. "But tell me, Meribella...what will remain of it once I take everything?" Her lips trembled. "You won’t." A low chuckle rumbled deep in his chest, "I already have." She hated him. She did. But her body, the very blood in her veins told a different story. Raze pulled back just enough to look at her thoroughly. His gaze trailed over her lips, the defiance and hesitation warring in her eyes. "Are you afraid of what I might do to you?" he murmured, watching her every reaction, every breath. Her lips parted, but no words came. Because the real question—the one she was too afraid to ask herself— Was she afraid of him? Or was she afraid...of what she would become in his hands? It’s a world of mystic powers shrouded in mystery, where reincarnation binds fates, and ambition drives dominance. Predators become prey. Who is a friend, and who is an enemy? Trust is a dangerous game. They were destined to fall in love. They were meant to deceive each other. They were fated to erase each other’s existence!

Chase is born of no house or family to speak of, except for a sickly father, and his mother who vanished the day he was born, however years after the birth of Chase, his father still often speaks of her as if she was a true goddess. One day the story will begin, when Chase finds himself waking to the smell of embers, the screams of agony, and the beginning of chaos. For on that day, a Boy was Born...

Burned alive. Betrayed. Forgotten. Yet, from the depths of oblivion, he returns—his name erased, his past devoured by flames. What remains is something twisted, something reborn. Vorynxis is no hero. He is no savior. He is a seeker of truth in a world built on lies. His path is paved with embers, his power a fire that burns not just flesh, but reality itself. In a world where realms stack like pages of a never-ending story, where higher beings write destinies like ink on parchment, he is an anomaly—a flickering ember defying the grand design. To ascend is to rewrite fate. To reach beyond is to invite madness. But Vorynxis does not fear the abyss. He is the abyss. The world may try to silence him. The heavens may tremble. But in the end, all will burn to hollow ashes.

Daughter the Frozen Empress a Tyrant queen, Elsi abandoned in the frigid wastes, left to find for herself.. Elsi is a dragon but she must find her one bearings.. and grow on her own..

In the fractured realm of **Everburn Labyrinth**, where ash falls like snow and forgotten gods whisper through cursed bloodlines, **Seryn Octavius**—the last heir of the soul-devouring **Emberdirge Dynasty**—barters memories for power. His family’s ancestral curse binds him to a grim truth: every drop of alchemical elixir he brews erases a fragment of his past. But when his exiled mentor, **Lady Eluinora**, is exposed as a traitor who sold his clan to the God of Oblivion, Seryn’s quest for vengeance unravels a millennia-old conspiracy: the very curses that cripple the ancient dynasties are shards of a slain primordial deity, and *he* is the crucible to resurrect it. To survive, Seryn must master the forbidden **Ashborne Alchemy**, turning his family’s funeral rites into weapons—distilling grief into corrosive mists, forging vows into chainblades, and weaponizing his own decaying soul. Allies become liabilities: a mechanized orc warrior whose heart ticks toward self-destruction, a moon-cursed assassin hunting her reflection, and Eluinora herself, whose lies may hold the only key to salvation. As the **Clockwork Throne** awakronsume cities into slag and the **Thousand-Eyed Abyss** hungers for his lineage, Seryn faces an impossible choice: embrace the erosion of his humanity to become the realm’s destroyer, or shatter the alchemical laws of the universe—and with them, every soul he vowed to protect

Once, Shen Tian stood at the pinnacle of the celestial world, revered as the Heavenly Saint—the last seeker of true immortality. But when the heavens themselves decreed that the Dao of Immortality must be erased, his own disciples betrayed him. Torn apart by divine punishment and cast into the endless cycle of Samsara, he was doomed to suffer a thousand lifetimes of agony. Yet fate is not so easily rewritten. Now, in his 1,001st life, Shen Tian awakens as a crippled orphan in the lowest realm. He has nothing—no strength, no cultivation, no allies. But unlike before, he remembers everything. The knowledge of lost techniques, the secrets of forbidden arts, and the final ember of the Eternal Dao Seed still burn within him. In a world where immortality is a myth and power comes only through the Nine Forbidden Daos, Shen Tian will walk a path no one has dared before. He will steal from the heavens, unravel the lies of the celestial order, and carve a new destiny with his own hands. The heavens betrayed him once. Now, he will rewrite the heavens themselves. --- Would you like a shorter version for promotional purposes, or does this synopsis fit your vision?

[WSA 2025 Entry] [Progression-Fantasy | Overpowered | Kingdom Building | Monster Girls | Literary RPG Mechanics] [ACHIEVEMENT UNPRECEDENTED] [You have successfully embraced the Origin: Celestial Archive] [You have earned the talent: Summon (Rank E)] [You have been gifted the ability to summon a single SSS-Rank creature] [You have unlocked a new talent: Talent Copy] [You have summoned Amara - Night Queen (SSS-Rank)] [You have awakened the talent: Blood Monarch (Rank SSS)] In the Kingdom of Eirland, Hunters battle vicious monsters that emerge from mirror dimensions known as Events. Markus White awakens a Common Tier Origin, 'Scout', at the age of 15, dreaming of making it big as a Hunter. But Hunters like him are a dime a dozen, their efforts insignificant in the grand scheme. One day, while clearing an Event Rapture with his team, an unexpected incident leads him to encounter a dragon. Now armed with the Supreme Tier Origin 'Celestial Archive', which allows him to summon powerful Monster Girls, how will Markus use his newfound abilities? And what impact will his existence have on the world? --- Before reading this novel, I sincerely implore you to read the note I left in the auxiliary. That will give you an understanding of what you're getting into. Acknowledgement: The cover belongs to Author.

Nineteen-year-old Ember’s life is ordinary, defined by college classes, late-night study sessions, and fleeting thoughts of love—until she wakes up in an unfamiliar, dreamlike room. Standing before her is a mysterious gentleman whose piercing eyes seem to know her better than she knows herself. As Ember navigates the line between waking and dreaming, her world begins to unravel, pulling her into a story where love transcends reality itself. With each encounter in this ethereal realm, Ember unravels secrets about the enigmatic man and the startling connection they share. But as the line between her dreams and her waking life blurs, she is forced to confront her deepest fears, uncover her hidden strength, and discover the truth about love, fate, and the power of the human heart. "Beyond the Dreaming" is a captivating tale of romance, mystery, and self-discovery that will sweep you off your feet and leave you questioning the boundaries of reality. Prepare to lose yourself in a love story like no other—a love story born in dreams but destined to change the real world forever.

Life in the Ember Pack seemed ordinary—until Annatoria, the Luna, was accused of infidelity by her husband, the Alpha. Infidelity was the last thing Anna would ever consider, even in a failing marriage. Yet there she stood, publicly shamed and branded a whore. A cruel setup led to her rejection and banishment, leaving her broken and alone. For three long years, Anna struggled to survive, enduring hardship after hardship. But with the help of Alpha Asher—a close friend who secretly harbored feelings for her—she rose from the ashes. Now, as a powerful Alpha in her own right, she’s the talk of the shifter world. On the day she returns to the Ember Pack to reclaim her son, fate strikes once again. As she nears the pack gates, a deep, familiar growl sends shivers down her spine. “You’re my mate.” Her wolf stirred. “What is that scent?” A mate? How did the “banished” Annatoria gain the power to walk into the pack unchallenged? And who is the wolf claiming her as his?

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”

In a realm where strength determines fate and weakness is extinguished without mercy, Hiroshi Tanaka was once invisible—a forgotten shadow in a world that glorified dominance. But when he was cast into the Abyss, a nightmarish void teeming with horrors beyond comprehension, something extraordinary awakened within him. From the depths of despair rose Phoenix , a name born from fire and fury. Empowered by a forbidden artifact pulsing with ancient, corruptive energy, Phoenix became more than human—he became a force of nature. His crimson eyes glow like embers in the dark, his presence cloaked in an aura of untouchable mystery. Twin daggers hum with an otherworldly resonance as he moves through battle like a phantom, striking faster than thought and vanishing before his enemies can react.

One quiet night in Shanghai, Haoran found a strange cigarette on the wet pavement. Its edges were darkened, but it wasn’t burnt. A thin, silvery mist curled from it, almost like it was alive. Curious, he lit it and took a slow drag. The taste was bitter, metallic wrong. A sharp pain spread through his chest, like fire and ice fighting inside him. He coughed hard, but the smoke didn’t leave. Instead, it thickened, twisting into the air like living shadows. Then, from the swirling smoke, something took shape, a tall figure with glowing ember eyes and skin made of shifting ash. Its voice was deep and heavy, like burning coal. “You have awakened me,” it said. “Now, your fate is sealed.” Haoran’s hands shook, the cigarette still between his fingers. He thought he had just found an old cigarette. Instead, he had inhaled something far more dangerous.

Ember Chang never believed in fairy tales...especially not the one about marrying a demon to cure her mysterious illness. But when fate drags her to the icy mountains, straight into the cold, deadly arms of Prince Kaelith, she finds herself in a battle of wills with the most untouchable creature in the demon realm. Kaelith is ruthless, unreadable, and completely uninterested in love. Yet, when Ember boldly declares she’ll make him fall for her, something in his monstrous heart stirs. He warns her to leave while he still has control—but she’s not leaving without a ring on her finger. Just as Ember begins to unravel the prince’s guarded soul, his father...the powerful and enigmatic Demon King...sets his sights on her. Now, trapped between a prince who refuses to love her and a king who desires her for reasons unknown, Ember must navigate a world of dark seduction, ancient rituals, and a festival that will determine her fate. Because in this kingdom, marriage isn’t just a contract...it’s a war. And Ember is caught right in the middle. A sizzling enemies-to-lovers fantasy romance full of tension, dark allure, and forbidden temptation. The question isn’t who she’ll choose...the question is who will claim her first.

Fiona, a young gamer from a poor family in Latin America, dreams of winning the world championship of the game Embers of a Wish. Her goal is to provide a better future for her daughter, despite her own poor background, social discrepancies, and invisibility to the world. She is determined to reach a happily ever after exclusive for her daughter, even if it means sacrificing her own and filling the role of a star of destiny. Fiona faces many challenges, including government corruption and the trials of being poor. However, she trains hard and competes in tournaments, all while struggling to make ends meet and survive in a corrupt society. Tianyu Star - Guardian Battle Angel © 2003 by Skyknight Beoulve is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0

‘All it took was getting caught in breaking the rules.’ She was the delinquent student. He was the priest who owned a black cat, and theirs was a union forged from the embers of hell. —— “Somebody is getting curious,” the first girl said. “It wouldn’t be the first time,” a man’s voice replied. “Shake the curiosity off her.” “Is it who I think it is?” An older woman questioned. The first girl nodded. “We’re not practically close, but it looks like she has a leverage.” “I told you all to be on the low,” a stern man’s voice interrupted. “We cannot stir things up now when there’s a recent death! Are you forgetting that there’s a new inclusion to the priests? Not one, not two, but three for goodness sake!” A hush fell amongst them, the man’s anger reverberating. “We’ve been on the low, I’m making sure of that,” the older woman said. “What leverage do you think she has?” The first man asked. The girl exhaled. “Didn’t say, but she kept asking questions.” “Do something about it,” the harsh man said, “or you know, it’s everyday students fall off the staircase, and it’s not hard to call it suicide.” —— When Ivie touched people, she could see excerpts from their past or their future, when Ivie touched Father Chibuike, she only saw darkness. Together they would fight the shadows of death that made the students of St. Stephen Immaculate college commit suicide. She could have escaped her twisted fate, but she agreed to hold the priest’s secret, and soon she told him hers!

Magic is dying, and those who once wielded it are being hunted to extinction. Branded a traitor and stripped of his power, Kael Veydris awakens after a decade of imprisonment with only a cryptic command burned into his mind: "Find the Last Ember." Hunted by a world that fears magic and haunted by a past he cannot remember, Kael must uncover the truth before the last spark of arcane power is snuffed out forever. But some forces believe magic was never meant to return—and they will stop at nothing to see it erased.

Born into a dying world, Kael’thir—the last of the True Dragons—awakens in weakness and hunger, his body frail, his wings useless, and his power little more than a dying ember. But a dragon does not remain weak. A dragon does not remain grounded. From the moment he hatches, he is driven by one purpose: to devour, to evolve, to ascend. Each hunt sharpens his instincts. Each kill strengthens his core. With every beast he consumes, every battle he survives, his power grows. But Kael’thir is not alone. A silent, golden-eyed fox follows him, her presence constant yet unreadable, her existence an enigma wrapped in patience. She watches him hunt. Watches him kill. Watches him change. And yet, she does nothing—waiting for something only she seems to understand. As Kael’thir rises through the realms, he will face ancient warriors, forgotten bloodlines, and enemies who rule with power stolen from the heavens themselves. He will break through the limits of the Mortal Realm. He will claim the skies as his own. And when the gods themselves stand in his way— He will devour them, too. The path to the apex has begun. And nothing will stop the dragon’s ascent. ------------------------------------------------------------------- This is my first work so please be nice

DIAGRAM. A world as unforgiving as the beauty of its name. A world that stretched its hands out to the forgotten but just as easily cut its link with them. SNAP! The fate that ties wraps around his body, all but unwilling to let go... The father who was all but righteous... The family of twisted people only able to display their love in questionable ways! A world destined to collapse within its looped fate. He thought it strange. The value of life I mean. It seemed so unsurmountable in one and so pointless in another. His eyes dulled. His tears dried up. He couldn't help but let out a chuckle, which turned into a hearty laughter. It truly was amusing. It was time this world realized that he would not fail! Even if that was all that was left for him, he stands firm in his ways, stable in his mind, calm in his HEART! The HEART whose embers can never vanish... TRISTAN HEART!

Mark Pascall is reincarnated as an ember, finding himself in a strange world where gods vie for believers. Discover how Mark arrived, why he was reborn as an ember, and the legends he will forge. Follow Mark's journey to divinity. This is my first novel. English is not my native language, so please bear with me. I aim to enhance my English and writing techniques, so if you have suggestions for improvement or ideas you'd like to see in the novel, do let me know. I aspire to evolve as a writer through this novel, enabling me to complete the longer work I began prior to this one.

Ember Darkthorn, exiled from the only home she's ever known in the Mystral Pack, finds herself lost and alone. In her darkest moment, she crosses paths with Nate, a stranger who becomes an unexpected and indispensable friend. Together, they embark on a journey to Moonsand City, the prestigious domain of the Alpha Prime, leader of all werewolves. Before they can reach the safety of the city, they are ambushed by rogue vampires, the Alpha Prime arrives to their rescue. Ember is stunned to discover that he is not only the powerful leader of their kind but also her true mate? [Side couple is M/M. Yaoi] [Two chapters everyday.] [Please comment or review.]