Splinter Tmnt

In the early 1900s, in a small riverside town in southern China, young Li Wei lives a life shaped by loss and sacrifice. After his father died deep in the coal mines, his family splintered under the weight of poverty and grief. His sister was sent far away to work in the next two towns, where she spends her days bathing swine and caring for the pigs — a harsh, thankless job that keeps her from home and family. Now, Li Wei is left alone to care for their sickly mother, who lies in a small, damp clinic bed, her breath thin and her body growing weaker each day. He works at the docks, hauling crates and heavy sacks until his back aches and his hands split open. Every coin he earns is spent on his mother’s medicine, leaving him hungry and worn. When he hears of a sugar cane factory that pays well enough to change his fate, a spark of hope flickers in his heart. But the factory is far away, and workers must live on-site for months at a time. Li Wei can’t bring himself to leave his mother alone, fearing she might not survive a single night without him. Every evening, he returns to her side, washing her face, feeding her watery soup, and whispering stories of better days that he doesn’t truly believe in. Each night, when the world is quiet and only the sound of crickets fills the air, he cries softly into his pillow, wondering if he will ever escape this endless struggle. He is haunted by the memory of his father’s sacrifice and his sister’s absence among the pigs. Guilt and desperation gnaw at his spirit, leaving him to wonder if his family is cursed to suffer forever. Then, one day, everything changes. He meets Mei Lin, the daughter of Master Chen, a powerful and feared merchant. In Mei Lin’s eyes, Li Wei sees a softness and a strength he has never known. She listens to his pain without judgment and sees the kindness and courage hidden beneath his worn-out shell. As they grow closer, Li Wei dares to believe that maybe — just maybe — his fate is not sealed. But to reach for a new life, he must face impossible choices and risks. Can he save his mother and reunite his family? Or will love and hope demand more from him than he has left to give?

In the war-torn world of Teracotta, power lies in the iron grip of the Nasyonalistas—the global regime that rules with cruelty and control. But not all submit. One man dared to rise: Ashen, a revolutionary who sparked a movement and carved his name into history. His vision was freedom—a world liberated from tyranny. Yet, as time passed, the cause fractured. Some of Ashen's followers strayed from the righteous path, seduced by ambition and the thirst for dominion. The rebellion splintered, and shadows grew among those who once stood for justice. Now, a new struggle begins. In a world caught between rebellion and corruption, who will rise to shape the future—those who seek justice, or those who crave power?

In the poison‑choked wreckage of a once‑blue Earth, every breath is rationed, traded, or stolen. Only a scattered few known as Bonders can share their souls with relics steeped in trauma and distill clean air from memory itself. Nineteen‑year‑old Erno Linx carries the last keepsake of his mother: a cracked, war‑era gas mask that whispers with her fading voice. Each time Erno draws on the mask’s power he carves a pocket of purified wind, but the price is a vertigo of grief—he must relive her final breath, suffocating moments. Whispers speak of the White Ring, a glittering citadel where oxygen flows like water and the sky shines the color of forgotten mornings. Erno sets out across the Gray ruins and into the Red Wastes to reach it, hunting hope while hope hunts him. Harvesters flay memories for profit, the Black Lung Guild traffics in bottled anguish, and a phantom called Bleak stitches children’s dying breaths into weapons of song. Allies are no easier to trust: a time‑fracturing street fighter who counts loyalty in seconds, a medic whose sterile pendant is erasing her humanity, a wandering bard whose laughter splinters into fear. Their motives orbit Erno like moons—bright on one side, shadowed on the other. Why do some bonds awaken on the brink of death while others devour their wielders whole? What secret did Erno’s mother seal inside the mask before she fell? And if the White Ring truly is an oasis, why does its oxygen taste faintly of ash? To uncover the truth, Erno must decide whether to shoulder the burden of every memory he purifies or break the chain and watch the world choke in silence.

Jason sank to his knees as smoke swallowed the sky, the color of it an angry crimson, like the world itself was bleeding. The house before him, her house, collapsed in slow motion, boards shrieking and crumbling as if mourning their own destruction. His chest caved with a ragged sob, the kind that seemed to come from somewhere deeper than his lungs, deeper even than his body. Everything around him blurred—faces, sirens, flames—until all that remained was the ash. He should have looked away. Should have closed his eyes. But he didn't. He couldn't. The paramedics moved solemnly through the smoke, their silhouettes stark against the firelit haze. The stretchers were draped in white sheets—too still, too final. He counted them without meaning to. One... two... three. Jason didn't flinch. His heart was hollowed out, like something had been carved from within him with a hot blade. It should've been him. Not Selena. "No," he whispered hoarsely, his voice splintering. "No, it can't be." He stumbled backward, eyes wide, brain refusing to bridge the gap between what he saw and what he believed. Reality came in slow waves, each one more unbearable than the last. And then he was moving, sprinting toward the stretchers with a desperate, raw urgency. A rescuer with no one left to save. "Selena," he choked, reaching trembling hands toward the nearest form. The heat of the fire still lingered in the air, as if the world itself was scorched. He lifted the sheet with shaking fingers. What stared back at him was no longer her face—just blackened skin, unrecognizable. His mind rejected it. It can't be her. It isn't.

After exposing a corrupt regime, journalist Yuuri faced execution with a final plea: “Let me be reborn as a normal child.” But his wish came with cruel twists—a body as helpless as an infant, and a consciousness haunted by splintered voices born from state-sanctioned torture. Now named Blanc et Noir for his snow-white hair, he clings to the warmth of his hunter family in a remote village. Yet peace is fragile.

In an abandoned circus, where laughter is buried and tears are sold, our protagonist, Kai, awakens-memoryless, yet burdened with a fractured consciousness that sees reality through conflicting shards. He discovers himself as the owner of this cursed circus, where clowns are not mere performers, puppets are more than carved wood, and the audience is far from passive. With each performance, layers of his dark past unravel, forcing him to confront the truth of his shattered existence. As the shows go on, Kai begins to realize that the circus is a mirror of his own madness, and every character within it is a fragment of his splintered mind. Is he the master of the spectacle-or just another puppet in this eternal performance?

At home, he’s the quiet one no one notices. At school, he’s the last member of a dying Fantasy Club. The only person who ever understood him was his grandfather, who shared his love for magical stories before passing away and leaving behind a silent house and a lonely heart. But everything changes when Chen discovers a strange wooden book tucked behind a dusty shelf. One splinter and one key later, he finds himself inside the Tree Tavern: a hidden, otherworldly city nestled inside a god-sized tree that exists outside of time

You are the sin I must erase. But first, I must understand." In a world where magic is bound within stones, people like Anna are an anomaly. Their power flows through their veins without a medium. An ancient blood gift, its origins forgotten even by those who bear it. The Inquisition calls it heresy. Officer Kiron is an executioner, tasked with purging the world of this corruption. When Anna returns to the city after her parents' death, their meeting is inevitable. Kiron is her best friend’s fiancé. He is calm and methodical. He breaks people like her into splinters. But after an explosion, when Anna saves his life using forbidden magic, an invisible bond forms between them. The one that should never have existed. Now, he hunts her not just as an inquisitor. There is hunger in his eyes, a craving for what the Inquisition has ordered him to hate. In her chest there is fear of a man whose fingers know how to snap the ribs of heretics. How can she protect herself from the Inquisition’s claws and avoid becoming a pawn in the games of power-hungry players when she’s just a piece on the board?

In a city where justice is a myth and shadows whisper louder than truth, former cop Matthew Hale walks the tightrope between redemption and ruin. Haunted by his partner's death and driven by a buried conspiracy, Hale is dragged into a secret war waged in the alleys, boardrooms, and digital backdoors of New York City. When a crime syndicate's façade begins to splinter, a rogue AI project resurfaces—threatening to erase not just lives but identities. With enemies closing in and allies who might be traitors, Hale must trust a haunted tech prodigy, a conflicted double agent, and a detective who still believes in justice. As the game escalates, the line between man and machine begins to blur. What began as a personal mission becomes a final stand for truth, memory, and the soul of the city. But in New York, the ghosts never stay buried for long… and some were never truly human to begin with.

In a war-torn land where thunder is born from trench lines and loyalty is buried beneath the mud, Ragnar is no hero. No medals hang from his chest, no songs are sung in his name. He is a nameless drifter armed with nothing but a vow—whispered at his mother’s deathbed and carved into his soul like a wound that won’t close. Her final words were fragmented, veiled in riddles and sorrow, but they left him with a fire that won’t die. When his own bloodline mocks her grave and desecrates her memory, Ragnar walks away from kin and comfort. He walks into the storm—into the scream of shells, the silence of the dead, and the thousand-yard stares of soldiers who’ve seen too much. Among the ranks of broken men and splintered dreams, Ragnar finds his estranged brothers—torn apart by past sins, now fighting side by side. Every battle chips away at who they once were, reforging them in pain and grit. But Ragnar’s path is not just one of bullets and bayonets. Something deeper stirs beneath the surface of this endless war. Something old. Something watching. The vow he carries may be more than a promise—it may be a key. To victory. To ruin. To something that was never meant to be unearthed. As secrets surface and enemies tighten their grip, Ragnar must decide: What did his mother see in him? Is he merely surviving, or is he becoming the man his mother wanted him to be? And if so… what will he have to lose to find out?

In a world governed by glowing portals, procedurally generated dungeons, and a System that tracks everything from combat stats to embarrassing titles, Dante Steelblade a brave but brainless teen with dreams of glory charges headfirst into destiny armed with little more than a splintered broomstick and wildly misplaced confidence. By his side is Pickle Peter, his fabulous, magically-inclined best friend who fights in enchanted unicorn apparel, casts weaponized glitter spells, and just wants to survive long enough to find a boyfriend and upgrade his wardrobe. Together, this unlikely duo dives into the Dungeon of Distant Moaning, hoping to prove their worth, get rich, and avoid dying in horribly stupid ways. Between glitter-fueled boss fights, cursed footwear, undead fashionistas, and a System that seems more sarcastic than helpful, Dante and Peter will level up, screw up, and stumble into danger over and over again—all while redefining what it means to be heroes in a world that’s about 60% magic, 20% loot, and 100% bullshit.

In the vast expanse of the Nebula Strand galaxy, where the light of countless constellations intertwines with the shadows of power and conflict, the Valeria Republic reigns with an iron grip. Their web of control stretches across hundreds of planets, from glittering metropolises with towering skyscrapers to remote colonies where people toil under oppression and harsh laws. Society is deeply divided, splintered into rigid castes. Loyalty is tested, betrayal lurks at every turn, and faint glimmers of hope for freedom flicker in the profound darkness. This is the story of Lukas Voren, a once-celebrated soldier now living in seclusion, bearing the scars of a turbulent past. His odyssey across the galaxy has led him through the dense jungles of Zytherya, the vibrant night markets of Ormuth, and the frozen tundras and scorching deserts of distant worlds. Lukas, torn between ideals and reality, faces relentless trials. He encounters deadly clashes with sinister forces, navigates intricate political conspiracies, and endures heart-wrenching confrontations with former allies. With every step, he grapples with agonizing choices: to protect those he holds dear and confront the ghosts of his past, or to embrace fleeting safety at the cost of abandoning his yearning for freedom. Will Lukas find light amidst the galaxy’s oppressive darkness, or be consumed by the myriad secrets and conflicts awaiting him? His journey is not only a battle against external foes but also a grueling quest for self-discovery—where every decision could reshape the fate of an entire galaxy.

The gods have gone silent, but their judgment lingers in the whispers of a dying world. When the Veil—the ancient boundary between mortal realms and the divine—splinters, death pours into the land like a plague. Crops rot in moments, skies bleed black rain, and madness consumes entire villages. Amid the chaos, a tormented scholar named Kael Veyra uncovers fragments of a forbidden text: the Echoes of the Godclimb, a xianxia-inspired treatise promising power to bend fate itself. Desperate to save his sister from a wasting curse born of the Veil’s corruption, Kael gambles his soul to wield its teachings. But the path to godhood is paved with lies, and his first taste of celestial power shatters not only the Veil further… but his mind. Haunted by visions of a grinning, half-mad deity who calls himself the Thrice-Drowned King, Kael is branded a heretic by the crumbling Church of the Seven Thrones. Hunted by fanatics and stalked by spectral horrors from beyond the Veil, he allies with a rogue inquisitor, Lira of the Hollow Sword, whose blade drinks memories, and a nihilistic alchemist, Veyis, who claims the apocalypse is a song “best danced to.” Together, they race to seal the fractures in reality—but Kael’s newfound power grows volatile, warping his body and erasing his mercy. When his sister becomes a vessel for the Thrice-Drowned King’s laughter, Kael must choose: surrender his power and condemn the world to rot… or ascend as a monster to burn the Veil entirely. But the crown of ashes, they say, fits only those who have forgotten how to weep.

Survival Odyssey: Lord of the Isles Adrift on a splintered plank, GuNings eyes snapped open to an endless expanse of churning sea. The voice of Tianmu, the continent's divine will, resonated in his mind: he'd been thrust into the realm of the Lords, where survival hinged on navigating treacherous waters to claim an island and plant his domain. Tempests lashed, heatwaves parched, but fate dealt him a stroke of luck—a coveted Epic Talent. While others floundered blindly, GuNing charted his course with preternatural certainty. As they gnawed on meager rations, his table brimmed with feasts. When rivals finally glimpsed land, he'd already delved into the underworld's depths, forging alliances and vanquishing foes. From the barest beginnings, he summoned armies, rallied enchanting heroines from diverse races, and erected a sprawling empire brick by bloodstained brick. His ambition knew no bounds: to rise from castaway to sovereign, a conqueror of worlds beyond imagination.

The world is fractured — shadows twist and memories splinter like broken glass. A scream pierces the silence, a child’s voice lost in the decay of forgotten places. An ancient evil stirs, its face a mask of twisted familiarity and rot, grinning like an old companion returned. It moves through the darkness with purpose, hunting for what was promised — and what was taken. In a place where faith is a fragile shield, and hope flickers like a dying flame, survival is the only prayer left. Will they face the darkness… or become another lost echo in its endless hunger?

In a cosmos born from balance and harmony, a rogue Eternal's ambition shatters the fabric of reality. Noctyros, driven by envy, breaks the Unity Stone, splintering the multiverse into 7 distinct Realms of Reality. Eons later, his return is heralded by a ominous black star, threatening to impose tyranny across the realms. Can the chosen Starsouls, awakened by the Elder Convergence, unite to defend their worlds and restore balance to the multiverse.

Before the stars, before matter, before breath there was God. From the stillness of eternity, God created the Universe. In that divine act, Time was born a living force, meant to guide creation in harmony and balance. For countless ages, Time served its purpose, weaving moments like thread through the fabric of reality. Galaxies bloomed, stars sang, and peace reigned. But time, once whole, began to fracture. From the splinters of its essence emerged powerful entities the Temporal Aspects each with their own vision of how the universe should unfold. Some longed to rewrite the past. Others burned for the rush of futures unbound. And some desired only chaos. These Aspects turned against each other, and the universe was thrust into an endless war not of weapons alone, but of reality itself. History bent. Futures vanished. Whole civilizations were caught between overlapping timelines. Now, in a broken cosmos where past and future collide, a hidden prophecy speaks of a final key one that lies not in the hands of gods, but mortals. For while God created Time... Only we can restore it.

In a world where the legacy of ancient empires determines fate, goodness magic lies dormant—waiting to be awakened by the kiss of the anointed. These rare individuals are born of noble bloodlines traced back to the once-rival empires of Crispin and Liputian. The two kingdoms, once bonded by peace, discovered four elemental gems beneath the sea: orange (fire), black (earth), blue (water), and green (air)—the sacred sources of all magical power. But peace gave way to greed and conquest. The Crispin Empire, lustful for dominion, enslaved the Liputians and claimed the four gems and two enchanted half-necklaces. Yet from the ashes of oppression, Queen Deli and a cunning Liputian slave named Nick conspired to reclaim what was stolen, stealing the gems during a grand festival—sparking a legacy of revenge, rebellion, and restoration. In the centuries that followed, power again corrupted. The Liputians, now in possession of the gems, splintered into four secretive clans, each guarding a single gem and a magically sealed puzzle book meant to preserve their fragment of power. The promise of unity was lost to division—until a new generation rose. In a modern society plagued by systemic evil—where the state colludes with cultic groups to exploit the young, monopolize economies, and pass corrupt laws—a band of students dares to challenge it all. Nick Putian, Jasmine Rose, Tiffy, Mikal Kaal, Jenny, Elizabeth Shadd, William, John, and Lama are drawn together by myth, ancestry, and the stirring call of justice. What begins as high school romance and rivalry—love triangles between Nick, Tiffy, Jasmine, and Elizabeth—turns into a quest to redeem a broken nation. Guided by ancient maps only readable by those of Crispin or Liputian descent, the group unearths their destinies as potential anointed kissers, capable of unlocking the elusive goodness magic through love’s purest expression. Elizabeth, Tiffy, and Nick are revealed as ideal candidates, bound by blood and fate. Together, they face impossible missions—from decoding ancient riddles in the Chillbi desert, surviviving Crapaud Forest, the desolate Chillbi Desert, and enduring the volcanic threats of Mount Volta, to enduring arrest at Mansoon Basement, and confronting sea storms and secret enemies at Hina Sea. Each location offers not only physical trials but emotional tests: betrayal, tension, near breakups, and the threat of moral collapse. Ultimately, it is not power or bloodline alone that secures victory—but unity, love, and sacrifice. Through an unlikely kiss between Nick and Tiffy, the long-lost goodness magic is finally awakened. The cultic systems collapse, and the government—exposed and humbled—cedes the mystical Hina Island to the allies, where they begin forging a new state rooted in justice and peace. This is a tale of how youthful courage, ancestral power, and the choice to love over rule can reclaim the soul of a nation.

A catastrophe known as The Singularity Spiral fractured The City. Singularities collapsed into themselves, fusing districts into chaotic zones called Splinters—each obeying broken physical laws. Entire Nests went dark. In the aftermath, control passed to rogue associations, corrupted AIs, and cults that worship ruined technology. The Wing remnants created The Crimson Dossier, a bounty system tracking high-priority targets—rogue abnormalities, Singularity addicts, and ex-Wing war criminals. Amid this chaos...Two bounty hunters roam these zones with their own power at hand... (Does not require knowledge of the Project Moon verse) Check out my Patreon! https://www.patreon.com/CloudyWorld

An Esper broken by loss. A haunted past. A vengeance that ignited destiny. When the line between hero and monster is blurred forever, Sabbath’s only solace are his memories — until they were stolen along with his soul. Now, haunted by the ghosts of a past he can’t quite piece… He must confront insidious Fiends, seeking the truth. But behind the scenes are growing whispers of an Armageddon promising to consume everyone. As alliances splinter and secrets unravel the foundations of every throne, Sabbath will face a final reckoning: can a man consumed by grief save a world on the brink, or will his thirst for vengeance transform him into the very monster he hunts? Love, sacrifice, and loss converge where every choice demands a blood price, and neither saints nor sinners can hope to prevail.

In a world scorched by rebellion and shadowed by lost divinity, love dares to rise from the ruins. When mankind defied Heaven, the skies fell in flame. Celestials were sent to silence the uprising, but some angels chose humanity over duty—and paid the price. Cast down and forgotten, the fallen wander a broken world where belief has splintered. Some humans still wield faith as fuel for sacred technology. Others kneel to machine-gods, clinging to rusted circuits and cold logic. And some have given up entirely, hearts closed to both Heaven and hope. Caleb, a reclusive musician with a quiet strength and a haunted past, lives on the edges of this fractured society. His melodies carry the ache of a world that’s lost its rhythm—until one song stirs something watching in the dark. Seriah, a fallen angel once radiant and resolute, now lives in exile, her once-pure light tempered by sorrow. Aloof, enigmatic, and attuned to celestial harmony, she’s drawn to Caleb—not just by his music, but by a strange familiarity that defies reason. Their meeting sparks a chain of events written in forbidden scripture: "A dark star burning bright and a mockingbird shall sing a new world into being." But prophecies are rarely so simple—and never without cost. As ancient factions war over the soul of the world, Caleb and Seriah find themselves hunted by zealots, worshippers of false gods, and a corrupted archangel who once called Seriah kin. This archangel—twisted by grief, pride, and the belief that he must become a new Creator—sees their union as both threat and opportunity. He will guide, test, and betray them in turn, hoping to use their path to reshape reality. Bound by love, haunted by the past, and caught in a war between Heaven’s remnants and humanity’s future, Caleb and Seriah must decide what they’re willing to sacrifice for each other—and for a world that no longer believes in miracles. Because in a world of ash, only light born of love might bring balance.

A king of nothing on a task to save the story of every universe he can but in doing so will he lose himself to all his false identities

“How dare you,” Alpha Loeka sneered, putting his foot over my hand. Blood trickled down my cheek. My skin was splintered, but I was done talking. His nostrils flared. “You will do as commanded!” he growled. His alpha's tone was commanding and powerful, clearly drawing the line between those who gave the orders and those who followed. “Wha…t about the academy?” I stammered. The words felt fragile in my mouth, as if they would shatter if I let them out again. “I will let the council know you're no longer interested in the admission,” Father answered, his voice laced with disdain. My brow rose in surprise—and, honestly, disbelief. “Father…!” I protested. My heart felt shattered. This was betrayal. What do they say about betrayal? It always comes from the people you love the most. I brushed off a tear that had slipped free. There was no use crying. Father didn't deserve it. But the pain I felt was numbing; it was slowly killing me. “You've always wanted to do something great for the pack, right?” he said, grinning slyly. He was using my words against me. If cruelty were a person, it would be my father. That night was the first. The first time my father laid his hands on me. Not that I had any interest in relationships, but my father had made something clear that night: people can turn on you unexpectedly. ***** Camille Loeka, hunter and daughter of Alpha Loeka, had lost her father's interest—or whatever love he had once shown her—after the night of her disgraceful shifting ceremony. What had began as a bitter disappointment from Alpha Loeka had transformed into an outright disdain for her very existence. Determined to build her life beyond the hatred that surrounded her, Camille had just gained admission to Aston-Lakenheath Academy—a golden opportunity to rebuild her future and perhaps, earn her father's trust. But that hope was shattered when the contract marriage offer was signed, forever altering the course of her life. Without the freedom of choice, Camille finds herself heading toward the Northern District, where fate and destiny begin to weave their roles. Instead of fulfilling her role as the Luna of Alpha Sigewuf, Camille discovers she is fated to his cursed brother—Alpha Vikron—when she decides to run away from the Rhaul mansion. What fate awaits Camille as she learns not only that the cursed son is her destined mate but also the truth about her biological parents and the reason for her delayed shift?

After years of struggling to survive and suppress the trauma that shaped her, a thirty year old single mother returns to her small hometown a place where secrets rot just beneath the surface and everyone remembers more than they admit. She hopes to rebuild a quiet life with her young son and husband, but the moment she crosses the threshold of her childhood home, long-buried memories begin to claw their way back. When a hidden letter surfaces one she doesn’t remember writing her reality begins to splinter. The letter is addressed to someone she swore she’d never speak to again. Someone dangerous. Someone she knows too well. As more clues emerge, she is forced to confront a truth she’s spent her whole life running from. Haunted by flashbacks, OCD compulsions, and a town that still refuses to take her trauma seriously, she begins to question what’s real and who she can trust. Even the people closest to her are hiding things, including her husband, whose past may be tangled in the very mystery she’s trying to unravel. In a house that holds more than memories and a town that whispers behind her back, she must face the terrifying question: is she losing her mind or finally uncovering it?House of Quiet Screams is a gripping emotional suspense novel about trauma, survival, and the power of facing the truth no matter how loud the silence has been.

In a dying world fractured by unexplained rifts in the fabric of reality, Tatsu, a half-human, half-star teenager, is haunted by visions of an empty obsidian throne and the voices of a forgotten multitude. The planet is slowly Splintering, massive fissures tear across continents, stars disintegrate mid-sky, and the enigmatic star people, pale beings born from celestial bodies, watch their kind fade into dust. Once at war with humanity, the two races now coexist in fragile harmony, their hybrid descendants forging a civilization from the remnants of both worlds.

"I'm Just Here to Write Contracts, Not Fall for the Prince!" In a kingdom where contracts are written in blood and power is forged in the shadows, a sharp-tongued legal drafter and a devil-may-care prince dance on the edge of betrayal, their hearts entangled in a game neither can afford to lose. Astris Doran lives by three rules: never trust a noble, never reveal her forbidden grimoire, and never let her icy composure crack. But when she's forced to draft a marriage contract between the kingdom's most infuriating prince and a rival nation's cunning princess, her carefully ordered world splinters. First Prince Zaiden Leclair is everything she despises-charismatic, reckless, and hiding more secrets than the dungeons beneath his palace. He's also the only man who's ever matched her wit, parry for parry, smirk for smirk. Zaiden lives to play the fool, but behind his glittering facade lies a strategist who sees the cracks in empires. When a drafter with storm-gray eyes and a dagger's tongue dismantles his carefully laid plans, he's equal parts intrigued and infuriated. Astris's relentless pursuit of justice threatens his schemes to dismantle the corrupt powers strangling their kingdom-and the dangerous magic coiled in his own veins. As political machinations ignite and ancient dungeons stir, their battles spill from gilded courts to ink-stained desks, each clash sparking a fire that could burn their kingdoms to ash-or forge something new. Between coded contracts and midnight skirmishes, stolen glances and sharpened words, Astris and Zaiden walk a knife's edge. She guards a grimoire that could save her soul but doom the realm; he hides a power that could crown him king or destroy him. But when their enemies close in, they'll have to decide: Is trust a weakness... or the only weapon strong enough to survive? - Slow Burn Perfection: A romance built on razor-sharp banter, reluctant respect, and simmering tension that ignites like wildfire.

Ye Meigui, the Night Rose. That name strikes fear into the hearts of the corrupt ministers, princes, and families of the empire. Even the emperor, powerful and undefeatable, fears the threat she could become, the assassin whose face has never been seen, whose traces are never found. Only her kills are discovered, with a black rose lying in the pools of blood. She can go anywhere, kill anyone, and never be found. And yet, there was only once that she was seen, fighting another assassin on the rooftops of the capital, her scarlet hair lit like the flames she had set in the night and her face covered by a black mask. Huli, the Fox, was her nemesis, her equal, and he was the only person whom she would always be in a stalemate with. However, who could have guessed that she would soon be forced into an alliance with him? The emperor, a tyrant who rules over his people with an iron fist, has finally had enough of the trouble that the Night Rose and the Fox are bringing him. He has lost too many loyal toadies, and above all else, he hates those who challenge his power. The people are his, so what should it matter if he kills some peasants or squeezes them dry of their earnings? He has begun to crack down on his soldiers and generals, demanding that they find the two thorns in his side by any means possible. And his orders have ignited a turmoil that will change the very fabrics of existence. Hua Yan has grown up under conditions more harsh than most could survive. Her skills were learned through blood and sweat, and she suffered extensively to climb to where she is today. As the feared Night Rose, she protects the common people and fights to bring down the corrupt regime of the emperor. But the harder she fights, the more it seems futile. The emperor has become too powerful, and though he fears her, she is a mere splinter in his foot. When his influence finally reaches into her own people and strikes at her heart, Hua Yan must make a decision. Will she continue to hide in the shadows, concealing the truth of her past and her future, or will she take off her mask, join hands with the Fox, and ascend to the heavens, a phoenix among men? *the cover was not made by me, and I do not own the rights to it. Please contact me if you would like me to take it down.*

In the storm-scarred hills of Nora, where ancient groves pulse with the gods’ secrets and tempests roar with Arda’s wrath, Branna, consort of a broken king, stands as her people’s unyielding soul. Bound by a mother’s fierce love for her daughters, Vira and Lia, she endures Rome’s crushing yoke—tributes that starve her tribes, soldiers who pillage her lands, and an empire that tramples her ancestors’ graves. But when treachery shatters her world, leaving her scourged, her daughters defiled, and her king dead, Branna’s anguish kindles a blaze no legion can extinguish. From the ruins of despair, she rises—not as a queen, but as a warrior forged in blood and fury. Rallying the splintered Nora, Veni, and Kati tribes, Branna wields cunning and forbidden rites to ignite a rebellion that threatens Rome’s iron heart. Her war is no mere clash of steel; it’s a maelstrom of sacrifice, each triumph etching deeper scars on her soul. Allies turn traitor, visions demand blood, and the cost of freedom soars with every battle—from the smoldering ruins of Kamlod to the blood-soaked Vale, where her destiny is carved in stone.

Riven Kale lives in the cracks of a broken world—where collapsed timelines leave scars, and forgotten technology hums with secrets no one understands. When he stumbles across a sealed vault beneath the ruins of a forgotten city, reality fractures. Now bound to a system called the Chrono Archive, Riven becomes an unwilling participant in something far older—and far stranger—than he could have imagined. Each time he steps into an Echo, a splintered moment in time, he’s tested by visions that are not quite dreams, voices that know too much, and trials that shouldn’t exist. The Archive promises power… but takes something in return. Memories blur. Names fade. And the more Riven uncovers, the more he begins to wonder if he was ever meant to survive this. Or if he's already been here before.