Alight Motion

One breath, one motion in the wind, and you could make empires fall.

The main character is the "anchor. They are the "eyes" through which the audience experiences the narrative, guiding the reader's emotions and perceptions. The main character is the "spark" that ignites the plot, setting events in motion and driving the story toward its climax. They are the "heart" of the story, embodying its themes, emotions, and message. And...... What am I? What is the role of mine? The reader? The reader is the "silent companion" to the main character, walking alongside them through the story's ups and downs. They are the "co-creator" of the narrative, bringing their own imagination and interpretation to the story. The reader is the "emotional resonator", feeling the emotions, tensions, and releases that the story evokes. The reader's role is to "complete the story" by investing their own thoughts, feelings, and experiences into the narrative. But what will Happened when a certain Reader make an appearance in a Novel as a cannon fodder?

Two centuries after the Great War, peace between humans and werewolves was finally achieved, or so everyone believes. Werewolves reign like gods, and humans remain blissfully unaware of their true place in the new world order. To maintain this fragile balance, each year, a handful of "lucky" humans are selected from various districts to attend Lunaris Academy, a prestigious institution that promises glory, status, and a chance to mingle with the elite. Those chosen are hailed as the lucky few, destined to marry powerful alphas and rise as luna. This year, Violet Purple is among the chosen, much to everyone's surprise. For an orphaned girl adopted by a disgraced prostitute, this is a golden ticket to a better life or so she's told. But Lunaris Academy isn’t the paradise it’s painted to be. Everything Violet and her fellow humans have been taught is a lie. Humans are far from equal; they're pawns in a much larger game. The academy is nothing but a gilded cage, and the students are lambs led to slaughter, playthings for the alphas to toy with in their ruthless games. To make matters worse, Violet catches the attention of the most dangerous players in this game, the Terror Four: the Alpha of the North, Alpha of the South, Alpha of the East, and Alpha of the West. Each one is more dangerous, more twisted, and more powerful than the last. But even among themselves, the alphas are divided, each with their own deadly ambitions. Yet, they all have their eyes on her. They expect Violet to play along, to fall in line like the others who worship at their feet, to break under their games. But Violet isn’t like the others. She refuses to bow. She’ll defy them all. *********** With a grin that made her uneasy, he handed the application to her. “Approve this one.” Principal Jameson’s curiosity got the better of her as she took the paper from him, her eyes scanning the text. Almost immediately, her breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening in disbelief. “What the...?” “It’s perfect, isn’t it?” Asher’s voice was almost gleeful. Fucking psychopath! Jameson could hardly believe what she was reading. “Mr. Nightshade, with all due respect, this applicant….this girl just admitted to—” She couldn’t even finish the sentence, still horrified at the explicit nature of the application. Taking a deep breath, she continued, “I’m sorry, but I cannot approve this.” “She’s issued me a challenge,” Archer said, a dark gleam in his eyes. “What?” “‘Wait till you see me in bed,’” he repeated the bold line from the application, his grin widening. “And I can’t wait to find out.” “Mr. Nightshade—” He stood up, cutting off her protest as he fixed her with an intense stare. “Approve the application. I won’t ask again.” Without waiting for her response, Asher strode out of the office, confident she would follow his orders. He always got what he wanted. Archer Nightshade walked down the hall, a spring in his step. For the first time in a long while, he felt alive, his blood pulsing with excitement. The other Cardinal Alphas had no idea what he was up to, but it would soon hit them. He’d just set the game in motion. And the target was Violet Purple. It was game on. Note : This is not your average werewolf story. Eveything you think you know about werewolves would be challenged in this book. And yes, it is reverse harem. Do give the book a try.

NOTE: Chapters are LONG, 7-20k words. When college physics student Mizuki Hakuto faces the obligatory bus-kun death of all isekai protagonists, he's brought face-to-face with a divine entity. When not mocking Mizuki, the so-called godling explains the nature of the universe – gods, godlings, mythical beasts, and more. Most importantly, magic is real. Just...not on Earth. Inspired by Earth's manga and having a penchant for drama, the godling offers him the opportunity to experience these things on a different world. The world is ruled by a strange god that treats it like a divine petri dish, and it's filled with interesting creatures the god collected from all across the universe. The god of this strange planet seems welcoming and helpful at first, but Mizuki quickly realizes that all is not as it seems in the magical world of Azura. Wielding science and newfound sorcery, Mizuki investigates the fundamental laws of magic, the nature of the divine, and more, but his progress is watched in secret by powerful forces. As he gains knowledge and power, and his darker nature is revealed, will the gods sit idly by? FAQ: Q – What's the overall tone of this story? A – It seems pretty lighthearted at first, but the trajectory of the story makes it progressively darker. I'd say the story takes itself fairly serious at times, but the characters' personalities lend to plenty of comedic dialogue. Especially in the lull between major events. Q – Isekai tropes? A – Yes. Some are leaned into, some are mocked, but most make an appearance in some form. Q – Is the MC's prior life relevant? A – Yes! The MC relies heavily on knowledge specific to Earth, and especially his science background. The MC trying to reconcile his scientific understanding from Earth with this newfound variable of magic is a major theme of the story. Q – How is the MC isekai'd? Is he reincarnated? A – In the most tropey way possible, of course. He gets hit by a bus. After dying, he's resurrected in his original body and sent to another world as an adult. Q – Is there slavery in this isekai? A – Yes, and it's not a pretty industry. However, the MC detests the slavery on Azura. The story won't shy away from the effect it has on the lives of those the MC meets. This will not be one of those stories where the MC virtue signals about how bad slavery is, but inexplicably keeps slaves of their own and it's painted as 'good' because the slaves are 'treated well'. Q – Is the MC overpowered? A – Absolutely, but this will vary as the story progresses and the MC's frame of reference and knowledge changes. It's meant as a kind of transient 'incubation' phase for the MC, where we see how having seemingly absolute power affects his personality and decisions. It helps reveal his true, unrestricted self. Q – Is this another self-insert isekai story? A – I certainly think that's true of the MC early on in the series – it takes a while to learn much about his personal life on Earth or personality. We're watching an MC who seems to be a reactionary person on Earth, just going through the motions, necessarily develop more of a sense of self in a world where his actions are more consequential. Q – You tagged this as 'romance'...is there a harem? A – Yup. The MC eventually has two romantic partners, though one is a bit more dominant. So, think more Tsukimichi, less late-game Arifureta.

Born into a world that deemed him powerless, Emperal was cursed to remain motionless, trapped in a body that refused to move. The world saw him as fragile—a broken soul fated to lie in bed forever. But what they couldn't know, what they never could have imagined, was that from the moment of his birth, Emperal awakened an ability so extraordinary, it shattered the boundaries of what was possible. He could move the world with a mere thought. Not just simple telekinesis, but with the kind of precision and mastery that could make mountains shift and oceans churn. A power that, for all its glory, came at a crushing cost. For every motion he commanded, his own body grew weaker. Every ounce of energy poured into shaping the world around him drained his life force, until he was left even more immobile than before. Worse yet, his power could never lift him—no matter how immense it became, he remained bound to his bed, a prisoner of his own extraordinary curse. For years, Emperal was trapped in this cruel paradox: capable of shaping the world, but incapable of even moving a finger. His strength was his prison. His power, his torment. But even in the depths of despair, his mind remained sharp. Watching. Waiting. Plotting. Then, on a day the world thought nothing of, Emperal made a choice. A choice that would shatter the very fabric of fate. With a single thought, he chose to end it all—not out of surrender, but as the first step toward rewriting his destiny. Because sometimes, the end isn’t truly an end. It’s the beginning of something far darker, far more dangerous. For when Emperal finally rose, it wasn’t as a savior or a victim, but as a force so unrelenting, so vengeful, that the world itself would tremble. Bound no longer by his frail body, he would wield his curse like a blade—and carve his name into existence itself. ... First time writing a book. Do review it. Thank you

Rytha: Bringer of Chaos tells the story of Rytha, a boy born into the illustrious Shirohaga Clan, known for their legendary strength and mystical abilities. From birth, he is celebrated as the clan’s future leader—until his hereditary powers fail to manifest. Disgraced, shunned, and labeled a failure, Rytha becomes the clan’s greatest disappointment. Amid the clan's disdain, a shadowy faction with knowledge of Rytha’s true potential sets their plan in motion. They frame him for the brutal massacre of his parents and several high-ranking members of the clan, casting him as a bloodthirsty murderer. Branded a traitor and exiled from his homeland, Rytha is sentenced to the most dangerous part of the spirit realm—Ivay—a place so treacherous that no human has ever survived its monstrous inhabitants. In Ivay, where spirits and ancient beasts roam freely, Rytha teeters on the edge of death daily. However, in the midst of his struggle, he encounters Quiver Shirohaga, the clan’s forgotten grand uncle and the second most powerful member of the Shirohaga Clan. Exiled long before Rytha's birth, Quiver has survived in the land of Ivay by mastering both the Shirohaga's powers and the forbidden magics of the spirit realm. Quiver, initially distrustful and cold, soon realizes Rytha’s latent potential, recognizing that his late-blooming powers could surpass even the greatest Shirohaga legends. He takes Rytha under his wing, training him in the ancient techniques of the clan while revealing long-buried secrets about their true history and the forces behind Rytha's framing. As Rytha’s powers finally awaken, he is forced to walk a dangerous path, grappling with newfound strength that borders on chaos and madness. Quiver warns him that the very power Rytha seeks to control has a dark side—one that, if unleashed, could not only destroy the Shirohaga Clan but also tear the fabric of the spirit realm apart. With new enemies and ancient spirits hunting him, Rytha must decide whether to avenge his family's death or uncover the truth behind the conspiracy that nearly destroyed him. Along the way, he faces a choice that could either save the world or plunge it into uncontrollable chaos. In this thrilling tale of exile, betrayal, and destiny, Rytha’s journey from weak to strong will determine the fate of both the physical and spirit realms. But will he become the hero the world needs—or the bringer of its destruction?

Eryndor Academy is unlike any other institution of learning. Developed in the high cliffs of an almost impossible mountain, it specializes in the training of the most dangerous breed of people, those who can control untamed and forbidding magic. It is when Rhea Frost, a woman with an unprecedented dual affinity for stone and shadow arrives and the tempest of historical events is put in motion, awakening dormant secrets and primordial fears. The academy’s peculiar tests are not about mere survival, instead, they test every participant’s ability, loyalty, and determination. But as Rhea begins to learn more about the Convergence Stone and her true nature, she understands that she is part of the prophecy which is often too exaggerated—this prophecy has the power to save magic or utterly destroy it. What darkness lurks beneath the seemingly perfect image of Eryndor Academy? And what will triumph in the end, Rhea’s power or will it be her tragedy end instead?

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.

Author-san here! Well, you're smart to stop by here. So I won't praise you all anymore. (^_^)  This is my original work, and I know you all will like it. So shamelessly pop your popcorn and read away!  Oh… And don't forget to check out my other books: • I'm The King Of Technology •Help!: I Think My System Is Trying To Kill Me! And, •In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park... You can also visit my website for more books: https://LumydeeNovels.Gumroad.com/ Ps/// THE PACE WILL BE SLOW AT THE BEGINNING TO SET EVERYTHING IN MOTION. But after a while, it will pick up quickly. . . Now, back to the synopsis. Er-Erhmm.. (narrator-voice on) ... In another world called Blue Star, the famous son of wealth, Dorian D. Tian, is thrown into a whirl of unfortunate circumstances, resulting in his death. . His parents had a brutal car accident that left them in a coma, and his uncle had quickly taken over the company,  and seized the company, making sure that he was financially crippled for good. With that, the famous young master struggled desperately. And in the end, he gave in to his despair and depression, leaving the sad, lonely world. The end? Heh... Think again! Because in that brief moment, the lifeless corpse suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a deep calm look. That's right. Another mysterious soul had entered the body. But if one thought this story was just about revenge, then sorry... that wasn't even the half of it! .... The mysterious entity suddenly triggered an exorcist system. And from then on, both humans and even those from the underworld shuddered in fear and despair at the mysterious soul's cruelty. [Humans]: "Demon! Demon! You're definitely a demon!" [Demons]: "Help! Help! The famous demon wants to eat me!" [Evil Spirits]: "You!... Are you the one who is an evil spirit or us? Why the hell did it seem like you're the demonic one instead?" [Ghouls]: "You stay away from me! Stay away from me now, you evil entity!" [Hellhounds]: "Are you sure you're not the son of hades?" The system couldn't help looking at its host in doubt. Its indicators said that its host was indeed mortal. But why did it feel like something was wrong with its host? Dorian lightly chuckled in amusement. He would also like to ask the same question. What exactly was his identity? Well, this would be the biggest mystery of all. But Dorian wasn't in a hurry. Who were his enemies, and who were his allies? Soon, he would find the truth. In the meantime, why not play a little? "Demon! stay back!" "Oooo~~~... I... I want to go back to the underworld where it's safe." "Run for your lives! The demon is here!" …..

When a young girl named Alara, born with an albino skin condition, is filled with doubt about love, her world is transformed when her parents host a grand ball and the enigmatic Prince Hydra agrees to attend. Renowned for his icy demeanor, Hydra's presence at the ball sets a chain of events in motion that will challenge Alara's beliefs and ultimately change her life forever. Dive into a story of unexpected connections, inner strength, and the power of love. *** ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

For years, he knew only stillness. Confined to a body that refused to move, unable to speak or act, his world was reduced to the smallest of motions—a blink, a breath. He had lived on the fringes of existence, watching life pass him by while his dreams withered, unreachable. On modern-day Earth, his broken body had long sentenced him to a life of quiet despair. Then the world changed. When the heavens split and the Cultivation Assist System descended, the rules of reality were rewritten. The Awakening brought power, opportunity, and a spark of hope to every corner of the world. For him, it brought a miracle: the chance to heal. The system mended the broken shell that had confined him for so long, restoring his strength and granting him the body he had always longed for. For the first time in years, he stood, felt the earth beneath his feet, and believed he could rise alongside the world’s new era. But even miracles have limits. While others rushed into the grand Pagodas—the centers of knowledge and cultivation where the strongest paths began—he was denied entry. Barred from the heart of the Awakening, he was forced to endure its trials on the outskirts. Every step forward came harder for him than it did for others. He clawed and fought for scraps of the opportunities others seemed to have handed to them. But he did not stop. Through sheer determination, he began to ascend. Slowly but surely, he carved out his place in the new world, defying the odds and the whispers of those who doubted him. He could see the life he had dreamed of—freedom, power, and the chance to soar—just within reach. But the world was not as kind as he believed. Just as he reached for the heights he had fought so hard to claim, betrayal struck. The knife that ended his life came not from an enemy, but from someone he thought loved him. The warmth of trust turned to the cold sting of death, and in his final moments, as the darkness took him, he wondered how he could have been so blind. But death was not the end. When he awakens again, in a new life and body, the memories of his first remain vivid and sharp. The struggles, the triumphs, and the bitter sting of betrayal—they burn within him, forging a determination that will not be silenced. The Cultivation Assist System is still there, but the rules of his second life are different, and the world he returns to is even more dangerous than before. Ashes to Apex follows the journey of a young man who rose from nothing, fought against impossible odds, and was struck down before he could truly soar. It is a tale of rebirth, ambition, and the unyielding drive to rise beyond the limits of fate. As the embers of his first life ignite a new flame, one question remains: How far can he rise before the ashes of his past threaten to consume him once more?

I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com. ——— Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. My body stiffened as a palace guard called for me from the other side, but I ignored it. Mei, on the other hand, began pushing me away in a panic. "Cheng, let go," she said, struggling in my arms. "Can't you hear him? What if he comes in and sees us like this?" "I don't care," I replied, my lips brushing her ear. "Tell me you forgive me, that's all I need. I won't let go until you do." I knew I was taking a risk, a huge one, if we were seen like this, there would be consequences. But losing Mei would be the bigger risk, the one I couldn't take. I couldn't let her slip away. "I just need to hear you forgive me, mei. That's all I need right now." The guard knocked again, calling my name, and Mei struggled harder. "Cheng, please," she said, her voice cracking under the strain. But I didn't budge. Finally she muttered, "Fine. I forgive you." "I forgive you, you crazy jerk." "You really mean that?" I asked, my voice barely audible. She nodded, exasperated, and only then did I release her. Just as I did, the door swung open, and I barely had time to step back before the palace guard entered, the guard rushed in, his face pale with worry. It was a close call. too close, but I didn't care. Mei flinched at the intrusion, but quickly composed herself, stepping away from me to a more respectable distance. The guard, wide-eyed and clearly flustered, fell to his knees in a bow. "My deepest apologies, Your Highness. I called for you several times but received no reply. I entered out of concern, fearing the worst." I glanced at Mei, but she wouldn't meet my eyes. She simply gave the guard one last look and walked out, leaving the room without a word. I let out a long, exhausted sigh, running a hand through my hair, still reeling from everything that had just happened. Turning back to the guard, I motioned for him to stand. "Get up" "And next time, don't enter my room without permission." In a world inspired by imperial China, the story follows Crown Prince Cheng, who faces a pretty intense struggle from birth; cursed with a chaotic spirit that strikes him at the worst times leaving him vulnerable and casting doubt on his ability to one day rule. As the Emperor ages, the whispers in the court grow louder, can Cheng really take the throne? His only true ally is Meiying, a young woman who's spent years secretly training to become a martial arts master. But when she finally returns home, she's met with devastation- her home destroyed and her family gone. Author’s Note This story is a work of fiction, entirely created from my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or places is purely coincidental. I have made every effort to craft a compelling narrative, but I acknowledge that some scenes or details may be inaccurate or unintentionally offensive. For this, I sincerely apologize. My intention is to entertain and inspire, not to harm or misrepresent. Thank you for your understanding.

"Crimson Tides: A Royal Bloodline" is an epic tale of duty, love, and the bridges built between two vastly different worlds. In the isolated mountain kingdom of Solaria, Princess Elara lives a life of privilege and purpose, beloved by her people but constrained by royal expectations. As a devastating drought threatens to destroy everything she holds dear, Elara finds herself at the center of a desperate gambit for survival. Across the misty borders, in the shadowy realm of Nocturn, the vampire king Darion rules with cold efficiency. His kingdom thrives in eternal night, but ancient prophecies speak of a union that could change the fate of both realms forever. When vampire envoys arrive in Solaria with an unprecedented offer - the kingdom's salvation in exchange for a royal bride - Elara must make an impossible choice. Agreeing to marry the fearsome Vampire King, she leaves behind everything she's ever known, venturing into a world of darkness and blood that both terrifies and intrigues her. But Elara harbors a secret that threatens to unravel everything: she faints at the mere sight of blood. In a court where bloodlust reigns supreme, her weakness could mean her doom. As she navigates treacherous politics, ancient rituals, and her growing feelings for the enigmatic Darion, Elara must find the strength within herself to bridge two worlds on the brink of war. Darion, initially frustrated by his unusual bride, finds himself drawn to Elara's compassion, wit, and unwavering spirit. Together, they face threats from without and within - power-hungry nobles, ancient prophecies coming to life, and the shadows of their own pasts. As Elara and Darion's relationship deepens from reluctant allies to true partners, they uncover long-buried secrets that connect their kingdoms in ways they never imagined. Their union awakens dormant magic and stirs forgotten legends, setting in motion events that will reshape the destiny of both vampires and humans alike. "Crimson Tides" is a sweeping saga of personal growth, political intrigue, and the transformative power of love. It explores themes of overcoming prejudice, finding strength in vulnerability, and the courageous act of opening one's heart to the unknown. As Elara and Darion fight to unite their people and fulfill an ancient prophecy, they discover that the greatest magic of all lies in the power of understanding, acceptance, and love that transcends all boundaries.

Infinite world, infinite crisis. Survival of the fittest. Shrouded in fog, all living beings struggle to survive, and the strong men of all races go forward one after another, pouring out their blood, burning their unyielding will, and opening up shelters for countless creatures. … In pursuit of the end of life evolution, Yan Xing was born in this world, and accidentally got the thirteenth-level peak creation from the highest civilization of science and technology·materialistic heavens-Concept Editor, and started the road of crazy evolution! Evolutionary talents: perpetual motion machine, microscopic vision, time and space traveler, unyielding will, swallowing the sky and the earth, poisonous body of all evils, endless, life return, gravity control... Yan Xing: "Give me infinite suffering, and practice supreme power!" -Unlimited·Adaptation. -The fittest is the king! !

In the peaceful village of Aishana, Dhanan, a young warrior-in-training, dreams of a life beyond his simple existence. But when a dark force, led by the demon lord Narak, descends upon his village, everything changes. In a single night, Dhanan’s home is reduced to ashes, and his destiny is thrust into motion. Guided by Tanvi, a mysterious woman who claims that Dhanan is the Chosen One, he embarks on a perilous journey to find the Celestial Lotus, a mystical artifact that holds the power to save—or destroy—the world. To reach it, Dhanan must traverse ancient lands, face powerful guardians, and prove his worth through deadly trials, all while being hunted by Narak's relentless minions. As dark forces close in and the weight of the world presses on his shoulders, Dhanan must awaken the true potential within him, confront his deepest fears, and unlock the power of the Celestial Lotus before it falls into the wrong hands. But time is running out, and the line between friend and foe begins to blur. Will Dhanan become the hero the world needs, or will the darkness consume everything he holds dear?

Maximillian's hands cupped Julian's face, his thumbs tracing the soft contours of the latter's jaw. He leaned in, their breaths mingling in an exchange of pheromones. Julian felt the heat radiating from Maximillian's body, his own heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Only a whisper of space separated their lips from each other. Maximillian's voice was a husky sigh against Julian's mouth. "If you don't want this, push me away." The challenge hung heavy in the air, but Julian met it head-on. "I do," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. In a single, fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting Maximillian's in a kiss that was both hesitant and hungry. ------------------ A catastrophic meteorite impact triggered the first evolution. A devastating global viral pandemic forced the second evolution. Insatiable human greed drove the third evolution. What does it feel like to play hide-and-seek with your enemy during the day, and entangle with him during the night? Julian Haas, a male omega, formerly known as Laurent Krausser, shot Atticus Bates, a male alpha responsible for his father's demise. The murder attempt failed and ended in an explosive collapse, landing Julian in a hospital. The National Bureau of Security, tasked with investigating the fiery demise of the building, brought alpha Maximillian Grant face-to-face with the enigmatic omega, the only other survivor of the tragedy. Intent on gaining a second chance for revenge, Julian started to approach Maximillian. Unable to resist Julian's seductive advances, Maximillian was soon drowning in not only the omega's intoxicating scent but also the murky secrets at the heart of the third evolution. Warning tag : NOT a slow burn romance, a lot of smut scenes

In the lively town where Scott Riley resides, his days unfold with the vibrancy of a captivating tale. Yet, an undercurrent of loneliness tugs at him amidst the lively scenes. A chance discovery of a mystical book offers him the power to summon a demon, and, craving companionship, he summons the otherworldly being, setting in motion a unique journey of friendship and supernatural exploration. As Scott and his newfound companion delve into the town's hidden mysteries and the supernatural, they unravel a truth that shatters illusions. Behind the picturesque facade lies a dark reality that will redefine Scott's life, casting a transformative shadow on his once-familiar world.

this is the journal entry of a young woman going through the motions and growing as a person.

WARNING: Explicit depiction of sexual acts, strong language, and violence. Yuna is a young girl who sees herself as ordinary despite being born into a noble family and is content to just go through the motions while abiding by the laws and traditions. She will soon learn that there is something special within her blood and that she will be vital to the survival of Wolfenhil or facilitate its destruction. But before she discovers the full extent of that, she will have to tangle with creatures that she’s only heard of in the stories and songs, as well as the men who will feel naturally drawn to her now that she’s a woman grown. She has no notion of the adventure and trials that await her as she steps outside the comforts of her family’s castle and into the vast, wide world. She will be introduced to the many sins and carnal pleasures of the flesh, the cruelty and nobility of men, as well as their dark schemes and generosity. Author's note: I've created a world map for the story. It's only about 10% complete right now but should give readers a good feel for where the characters are located in the world for the first few chapters. I'll keep updating this link as I add more details to the map. (8k resolution) Google photos link -- https://photos.app.goo.gl/EifcT5CrSAaQsLDS6

Xander Knox is just another face in the crowd, a twenty-something drifting through the motions of a mundane existence, the pinnacle of ordinary. His days are spent in a monotonous routine, blending into the sea of nameless faces that populate the corporate world. But as the boundaries between ordinary and extraordinary begin to blur, Xander is thrust into a reality far more complex and dangerous than he could have ever imagined—leaving him unsure of what, or who, he’s becoming.

Rachel Silver has always been a fighter. With her mother critically ill and her family struggling to make ends meet, Rachel is forced to put her dreams on hold, working as the personal assistant to the cold and enigmatic CEO, Norman Jonathan. Despite his intimidating demeanor, Norman gradually begins to show Rachel a side of himself few have ever seen, and an unexpected bond forms between them. But just as she starts to believe she might have found an ally, Norman’s estranged wife, Claire, suddenly returns after a mysterious two-year absence. Claire’s arrival stirs up old wounds and new suspicions. Claiming she left because of Norman’s neglect, she accuses him of betraying her with Rachel. As she manipulates her way back into his life, the cracks in their marriage reveal secrets both are desperate to keep hidden. For Norman, it’s a battle between past regrets and newfound hope. For Rachel, it’s a race against time to save her mother’s life, while avoiding the destructive games Claire has set in motion to drive her away.

"The Stardust Prophecy" is the first installment of Writiverse: The Sacred Timeline, a universe where time bends, and destiny is a choice. In the Earth Dimension, a world teetering on the edge of chaos, a long-forgotten prophecy resurfaces-one that speaks of stardust and its power to change the course of existence. When Reece and Hayley, two scientists on the brink of a groundbreaking discovery, unlock a force they can't control, they unknowingly set in motion events that could unravel everything. But they are not the only ones drawn into this mystery. Dougle, a determined soul with a personal vendetta, must decide whether to trust those responsible for the chaos or stand alone in her fight for vengeance. As tensions rise and the Earth Dimension faces a threat beyond imagination, the true meaning of the prophecy slowly emerges. But time is running out, and the path to understanding may lead them all to an unimaginable fate. "The Stardust Prophecy" is a story of power, secrets, and the weight of choices. With each step, the characters will learn that the line between fate and free will is thinner than they ever imagined. Can they decipher the prophecy before it's too late? Or will they fall victim to the forces that threaten to consume them? Step into the Writiverse. The journey is just beginning.

"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..."

In a world ruled by fate, Adam, a silver-haired warrior, finds himself trapped in an endless cycle of death and rebirth. After the destruction of his village, he believes Zoule, a man who once destroyed his home, is his greatest enemy. For 71 lifetimes, Adam fights Zoule, growing stronger with each death, until the shocking truth is revealed: Zoule was never the villain. Instead, Adam’s own actions in past lives—killing Zoule’s true love—set their fates in motion. Manipulated by the god of chaos, Fatum, Adam and Zoule must confront their twisted destinies.

A festive day, a week have the kingdom of Polestin celebrated for their victory with the crimson general leading their army. The soldiers who served have been guaranteed a spot inside a local bar of the capital city. Clank! "The Crimson General despite being a woman is a talented warrior! Three cheers for the general!" "That woman saved me when I needed it! All hail the general!" "She's like a sister to all the soldier! All hail our general!" Every warrior kept on drinking as the news reached them that the war with their neighboring kingdom was over, the ruler raised their white flag as they asked for mercy- being beneath the crimson general. "General! Come drink with us!" "..." The Crimson General, for how she got her name is because of her crimson hair that became the trademark of her legendary name already spreading across the many kingdoms. "I don't drink." she denies the invitation her comrades and just sat down on the table watching the others enjoy themselves. "Enjoy, general! You might even find a man here that suits to your liking! You know... your type I think...! The general would love a soft-spoken man!" "...No." "Hah! That's a shame! In any case I heard that you'll be receiving a reward for helping win the war!" "A reward... I wonder what could it be." ... The reward: "You can choose any of my children to marry you. I have the finest royal princes for you to choose. That is my reward." The King motions to his left side showing his sons who smiles, sitting in their throne meeting her gaze.. "Eh?" "My liege, forgive me but this is..." "Are my children not good enough for you? General, I applaud your accomplishment. Isn't marrying into the royal family a good enough reward for the general?" The King asked the general who swallowed the lump in her throat looking at the princes in display. "I choose-!" Everyone stopped and waiting for the girl to continue. "I choose the princess instead!"

A man who thought his past was behind him, a young knight seeking honor and virtue. A princess looking for a way to save her people, a surviving tribal woman out for revenge against those who had attacked her tribe. And a bard just looking to tell the tales of the world. Their paths cross, and through this crossing fate's grand plan is set in motion, and the pieces are moved into place to awaken something erased from the world's records.

"The gods are always watching." Auras. A power that can only be used by a select few. They grant the user an unique ability linked to the essence of their soul. All auras come in unique shapes and forms. They're also considered an urban legend to common people. Ymeno is a man who quietly lives his life while going through the motions. A 25 year old gardener without an aura who used to be a vigilante known as Ray. As Ray, he tried to fight against the city's growing underworld, but an incident caused the man to throw this life away and retire. The rich Kane Qur is his newest client. While working for him, he meets two orphans. Magnolia, a little girl with big dreams and an even bigger affinity to building technology that seems otherwordly. Zeki, a bookworm who's obsessed with the story that every person holds. What he doesn't know is that accepting this job would start a domino effect that would change his life forever; One that will confront him with remnants of a past he'd rather keep buried forever. Will the past tell him to keep his head low, or will the flame of justice that used to roar inside him be lit once more?

“Congratulations my son! I'm now a proud father in-law and soon-to-be grandfather!” Mr Benson exclaimed as he saw his son walk in, carrying a woman on his shoulders, wearing a dress which is only worn by women when they're about to marry. He wasted no time in posting on social media about his son's surprise wedding. Little did he know that Erica; the woman his son walked in with, was a total stranger Henry knows nothing about Erica was set to marry in less than twenty four hours when she caught her fiance making out with another woman– not just any woman but her junior sister! Still thinking if she should forgive him and go ahead with the wedding, she overheard her fiance communicating on phone, giving them some details about her that will aid in kidnapping her on their wedding day before she alights the church. Erica found a way to escape into thin air and she ran into Henry, who was just taking a walk by the poolside to ease the heartbreak he was facing. “Please, help me! In the name of God that you serve, just get me out of here.” Erica pleaded and her was granted. At the verge of losing his appointment at the peak of his career, Erica offered to sign a marriage contract of three years with Henry as an appreciation for saving her life. “Congratulations ma. You're two weeks gone!” The doctor told Erica when she regained consciousness after three hours of being unconscious. “Oh no! I'm in a big mess! Our contract is ending by next week and this was never part of our deal!” Erica lamented instead of rejoicing over the news of her pregnancy, wondering if to inform Henry or just terminate the pregnancy secretly. “Your blood is not a match sir. It will be good if you find her blood match with immediate effect because she's in a critical condition,” Dr Hanson told Erica's father, who wanted to donate his blood to save his daughter's life on the sick bed. After several investigations, Erica's father was shocked to find out that Erica wasn't his biological daughter. Erica's mother became disturbed. How will she explain Erica's paternity? How will Erica react when she finds out that her real parents were once servants in her father's house who were accused wrongly by Erica's mother hence ceasing their child from them?

Reincarnation, fantasy, and magic, in my past life world there was no such thing yet I read some literary works for a spare time. There were even jokes that one's potential can even grow further if there's those factors around. Reincarnated in another world as one of the royals in a fantasy world in a country called The United Covenant of Chevalynthea, it indeed hit a jackpot as I started setting my plans and desire to motion while throwing in my contributions under the different alias, and enjoying the presence of magic. The best part? The country's classified component and all the living founders of the country approved it as per practice and tradition for a royalty to know the ways of the world itself, and to train and get stronger. While it remained that way ever since in that arrangement of training, I watched things unfolded with a merging of the worlds phenomena that had myself encounter new individuals and new information during my adventure out from it. "MwahahahahaI I know what you will say next as befitting of your stature and personality in this scene you and your lackeys created. I got many ways to deal with imbeciles such as yourself just as I had done to a certain laughing stock of a disbanded political party from Segliora." "It's not my fault your former fiancée enjoys my presence and my insights about the roles of royalty in a country and what should be their stage in the world itself, and magic. You got like what? Your engagement broke off and led in this situation. Speaking of which, your former country and world, you know the terms simp and generic male harem MC? If that is so, then you don't really get things here including her very own homeland in this changed magical fantasy world because this country is a constitutional monarchy state as such the monarch and the royal family must be strong and be there for their subjects as per the creed and the factor of this world having magic. In other words, you're an imbecile." "Another day of a member of nobility being a frog in the well at matters and discrimination because of this country's magic system. Allow this passing errant ehrenschertmagier to say hi." "Using religion to fatten your pockets and running away from the act? Mwahahaha! Let this errant ehrenschertmagier have you 'sing'." "Mwahahaha! Surprised? That's one of my personal creation spells." I ponder to myself, "Is it wrong for a reincarnated royalty in this fantasy world of magic to go incognito and seek out adventure? I guess not." P.S. Also published in Wattpad and Scribblehub.

Synopsis Zara’s life in bustling Lagos is anything but conventional. As an ambitious graphic designer, she’s determined to build her own path, far from the traditional marriage her family has in mind. But when she’s introduced to Adamu—a grounded, charming young doctor with his own dreams—their meeting is the spark that sets both of their worlds in motion. Caught between family expectations and personal ambitions, Zara and Adamu reluctantly agree to meet again, only to find themselves drawn into a whirlwind of shared secrets, hesitant confessions, and unspoken fears. Navigating the pressure of an arranged relationship, they grapple with questions of identity, trust, and the courage to love on their own terms. But with clashing family opinions, unexpected career opportunities, and lingering insecurities, Zara and Adamu’s journey to find love is anything but smooth. In a vibrant tale of modern romance set against a backdrop of rich Nigerian traditions, Weekly Love Tales: Arranged Marriage explores the delicate balance between honoring family and following one’s heart. Will they find a way to bridge their worlds and choose each other, or will the weight of expectation tear them apart?