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Echoes Of The Unspoken War

Inspired by “ The Untamed ” and “ Word of Honor ” *** “ What's your name?” “.......” “ I want a name. You don't expect me to always address you as “ Hey”, right?” “ I...Wen... Ning. I am Wen Ning. What's yours?” “ You don't know?!” Wen Ning shakes his head in denial, and the young man was taken aback. Everyone knows of his name. Those that don't, probably were living under the rock. The young man sighed heavily. “ Wen Kexing. ” *** Inspired by # The Untamed and # Word Of Honor In a vast world where three distinct planes coexist, each housing its own unique countries, creatures, and spiritual powers, ancient grudges fester between the mortal and spiritual realms. For centuries, the three planes have been locked in a fragile balance, where war is inevitable, and conflict always looms. The planes' inhabitants — from fearsome beasts to wise immortals — have long waged secret battles of power, manipulating the fate of all. For generations, the Neutral Plane, a realm known for its wisdom and tranquility, has been the ultimate peacemaker. Whenever the cataclysmic Ancient War reignites, threatening to destroy everything, this plane has intervened to restore order and preserve life. But the price has always been high, with each intervention taking its toll on the realm’s resources and people. Now, the balance is at risk. The ruler of the Neutral Plane, a formidable and ancient leader, refuses to follow the tradition of his ancestors. This time, he will not step in to save the world. He believes that the conflict between the planes is inevitable and that the past interventions have only prolonged suffering and stagnation. The decision to withdraw from this age-old responsibility sets off a chain of events that could unravel the delicate peace that has held the world together for so long. Will anyone step forward to be the catalyst to reshape the world’s fate, or will they be swept up in the chaos of a war that has no end?
Bauhaus · 1.6K Views

Crimson Moonlight

The biting Seoul wind whipped around Kim Junmyeon as he hurried between his three jobs. At 6 AM, he was a barista, the smell of burnt coffee a familiar alarm clock. By noon, he was a delivery boy, his bicycle a lifeline weaving through the city's chaotic streets. Evenings found him washing dishes in a bustling bar, the clinking glasses a soundtrack to his exhaustion. Each task was a desperate attempt to pay off his father's crippling debts and his mother's mounting hospital bills. His mother's illness was a constant weight, a shadow clinging to his every moment. He'd promised her he'd get her the best treatment, a promise that felt increasingly impossible to keep. The bar, "The Crimson Moon," was his newest source of income, a last-ditch effort to stave off financial ruin. It was there, amidst the smoky haze and clinking glasses, that he first saw him. He was a force of nature, radiating an aura of power and danger. His name, he later learned, was Park Chanyeol. Chanyeol was everything Junmyeon wasn't: wealthy, powerful, and undeniably captivating. Their first encounter was brief, a fleeting glance across a crowded room, yet it left Junmyeon breathless. He didn't know then that Chanyeol was a Mafia boss, a fact that would soon become brutally clear. Chanyeol's interest in Junmyeon was immediate, bordering on obsession. He pursued him relentlessly, his offers of wealth and protection veiled threats. Junmyeon, however, remained steadfast in his refusal. He was fiercely independent, his pride a shield against Chanyeol's overwhelming presence. He wouldn't be bought, not even by a man as alluring and dangerous as Chanyeol. Then came the crisis. His mother's condition worsened, the hospital bills escalating into an insurmountable mountain. Desperation clawed at him, pushing him to the brink. He remembered Chanyeol's business card, a stark reminder of the impossible choice before him. With trembling hands, Junmyeon dialed the number. He met Chanyeol at his opulent home, a stark contrast to Junmyeon's cramped apartment. The air crackled with tension, the silence punctuated only by the rhythmic tick of a grandfather clock. Chanyeol's offer was blunt, devoid of sentimentality: a deal in exchange for Junmyeon's financial woes. Sex, without emotional attachment. A purely transactional arrangement. It was a degrading proposition, yet Junmyeon found himself accepting. His mother's life hung in the balance, and he would do anything to save her. The deal was struck, a pact sealed in the shadows of Chanyeol's lavish mansion. Their first encounter was raw, devoid of tenderness. Yet, amidst the stark reality of their arrangement, a flicker of something else ignited. A spark of connection, a silent acknowledgment of their shared vulnerability. This is where their story begins. Will their arrangement blossom into something more profound, defying the boundaries they've set? Or will their paths ultimately diverge, leaving them strangers once more? The answer lies in the chapters yet to come. This is just a beginning. You can develop their relationship, explore their individual struggles, and build the suspense around their forbidden love. Remember to focus on character development, exploring their inner conflicts and motivations. The contrast between Junmyeon's humble background and Chanyeol's powerful world offers rich potential for dramatic tension and emotional depth.
Biklat · 2K Views

Eternal Love on the Soundtrack

She's afraid of the dark, he embodies it. Most say her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall. She laughs too loud, cries too much, and smokes like her life depends on it, and in some ways it does. Little do they know, it’s just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time. "As long as they were looking at my body, they'd never see what was behind my eyes." No one can see through Deyana Cabrera's facade—not until he comes along. Some know him as an emotionless player, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. He changed through his girlfriends like they were underwear. But that was only because all the ladies loved the way he strummed his guitar when he and his rock band, "Celestia", would perform their electrifying songs on stage. With a tendency to pick order and class as his companion, Alexei "Alex" Morozova has never been tempted to veer off course. But perhaps one should never say never... One autumn night and their lives intertwine. She hates him—his arrogance and habit of never taking anything or anyone seriously—but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other’s looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him. Nowhere in Alexei’s plans had he ever prepared for Deyana. She’s chaos embodied—not at all his type—but that can never stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes. Together they fight to defeat the world's most evil demons in human skin. In a battle against corruption, darkness, and the monsters lurking beneath the surface, Deyana and Alexei are forced to face the unthinkable. But while they fight side by side, Alexei has no idea that he’s become her greatest obsession—the one person who dominates her every thought, even as she hides it beneath a mask of indifference. PLEASE READ: Dear reader, I know you've been looking for a good novel recently. Well, you're in luck! Good for you. Fry me in a pot of boiling oil if you didn't enjoy this novel when you finish reading the entirety of it. It's extremely good but you may regret reading it. Why? Because it's also extremely sad. You might never recover from this story. So with that being said, if you cry a lot (when it comes to books and movies) and/or are depressed, I will advise you not to read this. I care about you :) And of course, viewer discretion STRONGLY, HIGHLY advised. Happy reading!! **One chapter every day before 20:00 (24-hour clock)**
Gnarlyrose · 914 Views

Superstar Wife : Please Have Some Mercy

[WARNING! THIS BOOK HAS MATURE CONTENT] Elysia Davies, is a true beauty with many talents. She is not only the top actress in Los Angeles, California but also the lead vocalist of the ever popular girl group 'Spicy Sugars'… Ivan Moore, the handsome CEO of 'Mystic World & Entertainment', is not only the richest business tycoon of the world but also the charismatic member of the famous boy group 'Golden Amigos'… She is a troublemaker, while he is the peacemaker… She is the 'Feisty Queen’ of the industry whereas he is the 'Chill Dude'… She loves to torture people who hold a grudge against her while he is the king of forgiveness only towards those folks who doesn’t target his families… She is the rich spoiled brat while he is the wealthy respectful heir… Simply, she is the Tormentor but he is the Savior… So many differences between both of them yet they had one thing very much common in their lives…'HATE'..!!! They hate each other with every living cell in their bodies… Just a look at each other is enough to flip their mood off. If they were kept in the same place, it could turn even the most peaceful heaven into a scorching hell. In short, they should never be left alone with each other. That could cause chaos and disasters. But the question is, what will happen when these two opposite poles attract? What if the yin and yang, are abruptly tied together by a so called 'Arrange Marriage'? Will the hatred between them overcome all the boundaries and blossom into LOVE? Or, will they still continue as the two sides of coin rather than blooming into the most 'Mismatched Couple'? And, what does their lives have in store for them? A smooth love track or a roller coaster ride with many twists and turns? --- “I don’t like to walk on flowers if there are no thorns on them. And I’m no saint nor a forgiver… I’m a witch who can make the hell descend on to the earth, on those who tries to step on me. And there is no ‘mercy' in my scary dictionary. ” Elysia scowled as she glared at him. “Oh, so you’re now a spooky poet too, huh? Then let me also add my own share to your so-called poetry.. I can be the thorn in your flower bed if you wish me to be. Try intriguing my rage, I’ll never set you free. If I unleash my demonic side, you’ll perish in the hell you’ve created. Cause the word ‘mercy’ has never existed.. ” Ivan scoffed at the raging lady, standing in front of him. "Not only you but I can act like the devil too." he smirked with his eyes mocking at her. Elysia huffed in rage as she spouted with her venom filled eyes, “You know what!! I just hate you, Mr. Ivan Moore.” “Trust me…The feeling is mutual, Ms. Elysia Davies!” Ivan spat, chuckling darkly at her… --- “Never have I thought in my life that I’ll fall in love with my biggest foe. Now, she is the sole controller of my heart.” Ivan said inching closer to her. “Who could have imagined that I’ll be head over heels with my nemesis whom I have loathed the most in the past..” Elysia mumbled touching her nose to his. “I love you Sia..” Ivan whispered, pressing his forehead to hers. “I love you too, Ivan..” Elysia muttered as their lips crashed in as they kissed each other passionately, under the vast sea of stars.. --- Hi, this is author here… Thank you for looking into the synopsis. If you liked it then please join the rollercoaster ride of this amazing 'Haters turns lovers' couple by adding this book into your library.. I promise that it will be a full package of drama, love, revenge and many more interesting twists and turns which will lead you to unfold numerous of secrets… No rape and physical abuse… But have lots of face-slaps… I hope, you guys will give it a try… ---- This is my second book… My first book is 'My Heart Beats Only For You'.. If you want, then please check it out too… [P.S.- The cover is not mine.] ---- Discord https://discord.gg/AscctQj Insta @sree_exol
Sree_ExoL · 1.8M Views

Crimson Leaves

Crimson Leaves: Inspired by the film The Darkest Mind by Alexandra Bracken. Sequioadendron (Pronounced as sek-way-uh-den-dro) a utopian planet that has Dendron, a grand colossal tree that fruits people called Dendroçelare. The Dendron tree indicates the personality and future of a person which are recognized by the color of the leaves that glows into where Dendroçelare are produced as a fruit of people of Sequioadendron. The colors of the glowing leaves vary the characteristic of the beholder: Yellow çelare, filled with brightness and creativity; Blue çelare, the color of coldness and intellectual, a puritanical; Green çelare, the kindness to every individual and shows innocence; Orange çelare, the fiercer one and is crafty of one's own work; Pink çelare, an elite and a paragon; Purple çelare, courage is the moral strength and generosity is the dignity; Black çelare, serious-minded and has powerful establishments, the ones who leads people; White çelare is the beauty, goodness, purity, and a peacemaker; whilst; Red çelare, the most unwanted kind that can cause danger, war, and brutality and only a few countable people who have this çelare leaves. And I, on the other half, am a fruit of people called Dendroçelare, a Red çelare, were isolated by the people on my planet, the most unwanted kind and an outcast to the society. People assume we wreak havocs and the most troublesome creatures on the planet and also who can be the one can cause the destruction of the utopian peaceful world. I've read stories about Sequioadendron and I haven't heard anything good about us Red çelare.
DGust · 20.2K Views

Sacrifice: Memoirs of A Martyr

::RATED M for MATURE and adult themed scenarios: Viewers discretion advised:: _ _ "After all, the only thing that is going to save mankind is if enough people live their lives for something or someone other than themselves." _ _ Shouldering the sufferings of her people, The Laguz race, Alexandria has no other choice but let, The Beorc, that took up 90 percent of the world's population, to destroy her understanding between what's right and wrong; swallowing her innocence... "I don't understand mother...Why me!? Why us!? Why do they wish to slaughter, steal our parts and make something monstrous out of it. Then sell it as if its a commodity for wealth! I will never forgive them!" A soft, smooth hand cupped my cheek. Her thumb slowly caresses it with gentle adoration. "Listen my precious child, once you belong to the world, it would love you as its own. Since you are what you are, you do not belong to the world. However, The Goddess Hemera have chosen you out of the world. That is why the world hates you." ...They say love conquers all..that is—if there's a sacrifice! ~•~•~•~ ~•~•~•~ DISCLAIMER: - Some ideas and characters mentioned in the story belong to the game series called "Fire Emblem" - I don't own any of the soundtrack mention on the story ever!! - Plot and storyline is owned by ME - The cover pic displayed is a google search image under the tag "anime angel". All editing made in the picture including colors plus the title is made by ME. If original owner of the pic wants to get credited or wants to take it down before the edit I did, please contact me. :::: :::: COPYRIGHT 2020 Start: 04/06/2020 End: unfinished
Exstasy_ · 23.5K Views

Shades of Art

From theater nerds to egocentric singers and mathletes to jocks, this school has it all. For a performing arts school in the city of Portland, Oregon, there are many different kids with many different backgrounds. All of which are dealing with the stress society puts on teenagers in this generation. Follow each of the main characters as they go through drama, relationships, horrible home lives, and outside threats and issues that affect them in high school. Follow all of the characters through their sophomore year all the way until they graduate and head their separate ways to college. This will most likely become a 4 part series going through each year of high school including sophomore-senior and the summer following senior year. All songs used in this book are from the t.v. show Riverdale. So all music/lyric creds go to them. If you want to listen to the season one soundtrack then I strongly recommend you do so, so you’ll get to hear the songs. If you want more visuals, this book is also uploaded on Wattpad, which has the music and videos of the dancers on there so if you need visuals. My username on Wattpad is “angelraindrops”. (This book is labeled as a male lead, but the point of views jump around a lot. There are multiple main characters) Overall Trigger Warning: This book has some serious issues that are talked about all throughout the series. Things like abuse, sexual assault, abortion, police brutality, drug use, suicide, abortions, and hate crimes. Things along those lines are openly talked about.
rosieraindrop · 11.1K Views

Symphonia: The Soldered World and the Sleepless City of Rhythms

Author here, If you want the more polished version of the story, check this on Royal Road. ............................................. "The night city is always glimmering with life isn't it? Millions of lights, all of them feels alive at night and they pulse their heart for one reason. It's Music!" -Martin Forth, The Soundtrack of Defiance (3rd Live Concert ver.) The Musical Revolution had began after the rumor of an ancient artifact called "Starlium Gear", is able to grant any wishes. For the City of Rhythms, it became the beacon of hope for a better future and a symbol of resistance against the corporations that force the masses to work and consume their products mindlessly. For these corporations doesn't care if there isn't a demand. They will make one with their absolute control over the people with the doctrine they implanted on their minds. The Starlium Gear was the hope to fight against the growing oppression through voice and art. United to find that freedom, they sing their hearts against the rules, they rebel in symphony, for one day, harmony will be achieved and by finding the "Starlium Gear" then such aimless dystopian future can be changed. But one day, a violent rumble shakes the ground, the world people knew crumble before them, a tower emerged and pierce the sky and space itself, reality was broken right before their eyes. A strange interface appeared. [57,000 annual estimated year...] [Source Code: "Adapt" executed...] [Source Code: "Concept" executed...] [Source Code: "Equilibrium" executed...] [Reading Starlium Gear concept...] [Reading popular word concepts...] .... [You obtain a Source Code.] [You may now utilize Source Codes.] The appearance of Source Codes that can manifest different phenomenas and abilities changed the world. Androids that wields musical weapons, attack patterns that sync with the beat and rhythm appeared and driving humanity away from the living world. Only those with Source Code can fight back these cold blooded machines. These metal constructs imitates the bygone memories of human history and the legacy it left behind, it used the stories that had buried by time, and these knowledge are being used against humanity themselves, subjecting them in a dilemma about their existence in the world they're living in. But even so, humanity won't back down from it. They still have their own music to use. It is said that music is an art from the motion of nature, ripples and waves of our reality. And damn robots think they could do better music than us and kill us with those same tricks? "Notch your bass, stretch your joints, let the raving waves of musical flows over your electrical nose! Beat the corpos and beat the frauds! I'll sing this song to the world. Damn you robots!" -The AI Disco Insanity by CrapCcorpsC
Reijuu22 · 14.3K Views

The Wretched And Devine: Book One Shattered Essence

Emery shivered as a cold chill ran down her spine. The whip was mesmerizing in a terrifying kind of way looking at it made her feel sick to her stomach.  Emery wished she could close her eyes as she swallowed the growing lump of panic in her throat. She had to force herself to tear her eyes away from that terrible thing. Look somewhere else. Anywhere where else she pleaded with herself, please. She turned to bury her head into her shoulder but stopped dead in her tracks as she accidentally made eye contact with the redhead.  Emery held her breath for what seemed like forever as she stared into the cold hollow white eyes. She silently searched them for any sign the redhead could see her. Even though she knew no one could ever see her. There was something about the way the redhead stared straight at her that made emery uncomfortable. The redhead gave no indication that she could see her though as she ran a finger lovingly down the length of the blade of a dagger." I'm going to enjoy breaking you," the redhead said while maintaining eye contact with emery. The pure pleasure of toying with her was obvious in her eyes.  Emery's mouth was too dry to swallow her rising panic as she watched the scene playing out in front of her. If Emery was being honest she was more scared of the whip then she was of the knife. Wisps of black smoke slowly started to cloud Emery's vision. She felt sick with dread that was slowly tying itself into knots then sinking to the pit of her stomach. If she wasn't already asleep Emery would have been worried she was going to pass out. The black smoke had gotten so thick all she could see was a pitch-black abyss. Emrey wished for the blissful nothingness the color black always seemed to bring with it. Instead, there was a flash of blinding white light followed by a splitting pain that sliced through Emery's head and cascaded down her neck. Emery whimpered in pain. Her pulse was beating in her head keeping in time with the throbbing pain located in her right temple. She could feel the hot sticky liquid that covered her forehead slowly drip into her eyes. Each drip burned worse than the one before it. Emery scrubbed at her eyes in her sleep. She wanted to wake up now but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't. There was a thick metallic taste in her mouth and her lips felt fat and swollen like she had been hit. "Please!"Emery cried out in her sleep. Not quite sure if she was begging herself to wake-up or the onslaught of assault to stop. It's just a dream she reminded herself. Just a dream Emery said again and again until it became her own personal mantra.  Emery's back felt like it had been ripped open. Probably with the redhead's whip Emery mused. The nerve endings in her arms and legs screamed in protest and hurt as if they had been broken every time Emery fought against her sheets. Emery screamed inwardly at herself to wake up to no avail. There was the feel of a cold steel blade against her thigh followed by excruciating pain over and over again. Even though she couldn't see what was happening to the brunette Emery was sure she could feel everything that was happening to her and right now it felt like someone was cutting slices through her as if she was a Christmas ham. Emery couldn't bear the pain anymore. She screamed and screamed.  She screamed over and over again until Emery couldn't tell if the screams that echoed through her head were her own or the brunettes. They were a never-ending refrain playing only for her like some kind of twisted personal soundtrack.  With every fiber in her being Emery willed herself to wake up. She needed to wake up. If not she was afraid she would be trapped in this hell inside her head forever. Finally like breaking through an ice-covered pond, Emery woke up gasping for air. Her eyes flew open and her body jerked forward into a sitting position simultaneously.
Beth_Haddan · 10.6K Views

Toxic Ties

**Damon Blackwell and Valerie Monroe come from a world of wealth, fame, and privilege. Their families are Hollywood royalty—household names in the entertainment industry. With money, luxury, and status at their fingertips, life has always been about appearances. From private schools to exclusive events, they've lived lives most people only dream of. However, as the years have passed, one thing has remained constant: the relentless pressure from their parents. Their parents, always the stars of the show, have made it clear that their offspring need to live up to their legacies. And so, the nagging began. The "When will you settle?" and "Have you met anyone special yet?" questions became the soundtrack of their lives.  Fed up with the constant pestering, Damon and Valerie hatch a plan. They'll fake a relationship to appease their parents, allowing them to live their own lives without the constant interference. At first, it's all fun and games. They play the part of the perfect couple—attending events, posting staged photos, and making all the right moves. It's convenient, and for Damon, it's easy. He's always been able to charm people and manipulate situations to his advantage. But for Valerie, things start to blur. What began as a means to an end begins to feel a little too real. The sweet gestures, the stolen glances, and the brief moments of intimacy—they start to mean more to her than she ever expected. She never planned to fall for Damon. She was too careful, too guarded for that. But the deeper she gets involved in the charade, the harder it becomes to separate fact from fiction.  So, when Damon calls it off, on her birthday of all days, she's left completely blindsided. It's one thing to break up with someone, but it's another to be the one on the receiving end of the breakup. Valerie's pride is hurt, but what really stings is that she's never been in a position like this before. She's the one usually doing the breaking up. Being rejected feels... insulting. The humiliation is unbearable. And worse, Damon walks away without a second thought, leaving her with nothing but the bitter taste of his indifference. The breakup wasn't just a blow to her heart—it felt like an attack on her ego, on her sense of control. No one had ever dared to reject Valerie Monroe like this, and she refuses to let it stand.  Determined to make Damon regret his decision, Valerie vows to get him back. But it's not just about winning him over again; it's about showing him just how wrong he was to let her go. She's always been the one in control, and she's not about to let Damon—of all people—steal that from her. Revenge becomes her new obsession, and every time she sees Damon, every time they cross paths, her resolve hardens.  As the school year comes to a close, their paths continue to collide, each encounter fueling the fire of petty jealousy and increasingly underhanded tactics. The back-and-forth, the jabs, and insults, the little games they play—it's like nothing has changed, except that now it's personal. They each try to outmaneuver the other, one-upping in ways that only serve to escalate the tension between them. But neither of them can ignore the lingering attraction, the undeniable pull that still exists between them. And the closer they get to the summer break, the more they realize they're stuck with each other.  The worst part for Damon? He discovers that their families, unable to shake off the close friendship that had developed between the two, have rented a beach house in the Bahamas for the summer. Damon is forced to spend an entire vacation with Valerie, under the same roof, with nowhere to escape the undeniable tension. It's a nightmare scenario for Damon, who is determined to keep his distance from her—especially now that she's made it clear she's playing a game of her own. For Valerie, though, this is an opportunity. She has all summer to make Damon see just what he's missing...
MiyahM · 2K Views
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