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Fragments of Eternity

Journal Entry #107: One hundred and seven lives so far. That’s how long I’ve been resetting to this same, shitty point in time. I’ve died in every way imaginable, burned, stabbed, crushed, betrayed. Each time, I come back, the clock resets, and humanity hurtles toward extinction all over again. The Xa’tarii don’t need to destroy us. We’re perfectly capable of tearing ourselves apart. I’ve tried to stop it. A hundred times, I’ve failed. But time doesn’t stop for me. I wish it would. I wish I could die for good. Yet, despite everything, I still have hope. So all I can do is keep going. And try again. -- end of transmission -- For centuries, humanity has fought a losing war against the alien Xa’tarii. Every attempt to unite has ended in failure, every plan foiled by betrayal, greed, or fear. Talon Graves is one man trapped in an endless cycle, reliving the fight over and over in a desperate attempt to find the path that will save humanity. This is his story, from the first life where he was just a kid. To the hundredth and beyond, trapped in an endless cycle. Each step, each decision, brings him closer to breaking the cycle or losing himself entirely. Perhaps even both. Will Talon’s hope be enough to defy fate, or will humanity fall to its own flaws once more? -- Hello everyone! If you’ve made it this far into the summary, and I still haven’t convinced you to click on that first chapter, let me share a little more about what you can expect from this book. This story offers a unique power system, one inspired by cultivation but with my own twist to make it truly distinct. It’s a universe where intergalactic warfare takes center stage, featuring everything from the awe-inspiring World Enders who can destroy planets with a thought, to the smallest soldiers fighting tooth and nail for survival. Every individual matters, and every battle leaves its mark. In this universe, it’s all about scale. Even a world-ending Super is just one piece of a much larger puzzle. When wars span entire galaxies and civilizations vie for dominance across universal borders, the impact of a single Super, no matter how powerful, is often a morale boost or the elimination of key high-profile targets, including enemy World Enders themselves. Victory here isn’t determined by raw strength alone but by strategy, sacrifice, and the countless individuals who shape the tide of war. So, if you’re looking for a story that combines relentless action, intricate power systems, and the weight of interstellar stakes, then this might just be the book for you. I hope you’ll give it a chance, click that first chapter, and let’s dive in together. P.S. I’ll be writing this for the long haul, so if you’re expecting a gritty, determined, and powerful individual right from the start, this isn’t that kind of story. Instead, you’ll follow a journey of growth, struggle, and transformation as Talon learns to navigate a brutal universe and carve his place in it. Enjoy! Updates: 1.5k - 2k words a day (or 1 - 2 chaps)
Clain_ · 12.5K Views

Ascenso del Alfa Oscuro

—Tú. Eres. Mía —sus ojos se desviaron a la boca de ella mientras se inclinaba, su susurro jugando en su piel. Su voz profunda vibró en su vientre mientras los aullidos de la manada de lobos se elevaban tras él para hacer eco a través de las montañas de Thana, mientras los otros Quimeras protestaban por su reclamo. Luchando contra el impulso de acariciar su amplio y desnudo pecho con sus manos temblorosas, Sasha se obligó a inclinar la cabeza y levantar una ceja —Qué atrevido para un cachorro que acaba de encontrar sus colmillos —los otros machos rugieron de risa. Ignorando sus burlas, los ojos de Zev brillaron y se inclinó aún más, la barba incipiente en su mandíbula le hacía cosquillas en la mejilla mientras sonreía —Qué atrevida para una humana que ya conoce el placer de respirar con dificultad al pronunciar mi nombre. Ella tembló cuando sus dientes rozaron su oreja. ***** Solo días después de que Sasha se entregara a su amor de la infancia, él desapareció. Cinco años más tarde, en una oscura calle de la ciudad, Zev regresó, con el peligro pisándole los talones. Zev es Quimera: Mitad humano, mitad lobo. Creado en un laboratorio de investigación seguro, su existencia es un secreto. Pero cuando los hombres poderosos que lo crearon intentan matar a la única mujer que hizo cantar a su corazón, Zev rompe su correa y se la lleva al brutal y oculto mundo de los clanes Quimeras. Dividida entre la atracción magnética de su primer amor y la dolorosa traición de su desaparición, Sasha intenta mantener a Zev a distancia. Pero cuando llegan a este mundo misterioso, Zev descubre que en su ausencia los humanos tomaron el control y robaron casi todas las hembras. Los Quimeras están muriendo, y Zev ya no es Alfa. Ahora, Zev debe luchar contra su propia gente para ganar el derecho a aparearse con su único amor —¿Puede demostrarle que su promesa de hace mucho tiempo de proteger su corazón, así como su cuerpo, era verdadera? ¿O cruzarán los humanos mundos para cazar al hombre lobo y separar a los amantes para siempre? [Contenido para adultos, sin asalto sexual] Imagen de portada por Aenaluck y utilizada con permiso y derechos de autor pagados. Vea más arte impresionante y apoye al artista en www.patreon.com/aenaluck
AimeeLynn · 52K Views

Feathers and Fangs: An Alpha's Transformation

Alpha werewolf Skye thought she'd outrun her destiny when she rejected her fated mate, Liam, five years ago. Leading her pack and defending their territory was all that mattered - until a rival pack's threat awakens a power within her that no one could have predicted. In a storm of feathers and talons, Skye transforms into a creature of myth - part wolf, part bird, all predator. But her newfound power comes with a price: the return of Liam, now a formidable enforcer seeking redemption and answers. As Skye grapples with her bizarre transformation, she finds herself torn between her loyal beta, Jake, and the undeniable pull of her fated mate. Unknown forces watch from the shadows, pack loyalty wavers, and a shocking twist of fate leaves Skye questioning everything she thought she knew about being Alpha - and about her own heart. In a world where strength means survival, can Skye prove that even with wings, an Alpha can still have claws? Or will this metamorphosis - and the rekindling of a rejected bond - be the end of everything she's fought to protect? Unleash your wildest imagination with "Feathers and Fangs" - a sizzling paranormal romance that blends the heat of second-chance love with heart-pounding action. Just when you think you know where this tale of transformation and fated mates is headed, a jaw-dropping revelation will leave you howling for more! Discover the electrifying first installment of the 'Feathered Alpha' series, where ancient myths collide with modern pack dynamics, and one woman's transformation could rewrite the very laws of the supernatural world - and of love itself.
Amaka_Chi · 15K Views

BLOODROSE: THE VAMPIRE LORDS' MATE

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] BLURB “ Greetings your majesties, my name is Cedric Charon” The new slave took his time before he bowed his head and lowered his eyes in obedience. It was the uttermost impudence that we had ever seen from a slave. Yet, he was a startlingly beautiful specimen with all muscle and perfect edges, but the eyes were the most startling thing about him. They were molten gold and like the boy's skin, they seemed to shine in the sunlight. I felt my whole existence questioned by the slave and I pushed my power to smell him and for sure the scent of ambrosia that we had earlier scented came from him. " Brother, am I dreaming or is that human slave blood calling to us? A human slave!!!" Silas who sat on my right hand gasped in uttered shock. "My beast wants me to rush over and sink my fangs into him. He is a human slave for fucking sake" Talon muttered from the left side of the seat. " Mate," I spoke up. " That is what my beast roared and declared the minute he stepped foward and introduced himself" I whispered. Sith and Talon's eyes widened and they both looked at me with shock, dread, and disbelief at the realization of the fact that I had uttered the word " Mate". ******** Vampire Lords Niko, Silas, and Talon Sith were born in a pair of three and had lived for centuries ruling the Sith Glassy Mountains. They fed on the blood of the Elisera slaves who came to work in Sith castle where they all resided. Under the pact named Paktum between the humans and the Vampires, the young men would be employed to work in the castle for the Vampires while their families would be provided with gold that would take care of their needs. Hence, they co-existed as the Paktum Pact maintained peace between the two races. That is until Cedric Charon enters the Blood Mountains and the Vampire Lords realize that their intended mate is a human slave and more sore with the blood of a witch. Cedric is everything the Sith Mountain coven forbids, a human, a witch, and a rebel. Cedric is not ready to be imprinted by the vampires who have enslaved his people in the mountains to feed on their blood, while Vampire Lords Niko, Silas, and Talon are disgusted that their mate is a human slave with the blood of a witch. It gets complicated when they find out that Cedric is a blood rose. His existence makes the Vampires question all the teachings the coven has taught them regarding humans. Their relationship becomes more complicated once they discover that Cedric is also part of the resistance that wants the Paktum Pact broken and the human slaves set free. Will their mating bond survive or will it completely break them?
Anna_Baibe · 599.9K Views

Cahill

I could hear the din from the bar as I exited my SUV and I was still almost a block away. What a shame! I knew from long experience that would change as soon as my foot crossed the threshold. I tend to have that effect on people. I’m six feet six inches tall and I weigh an even 250 pounds—all of it broad shouldered muscle. My Body Mass Index at my last physical was less than four percent. My light brown hair is styled exactly the way it’s been for the past fifteen years—ever since I first joined the Navy. Sure enough, no sooner had I taken my first step into the bar than the noise died. When I turned left and stepped up to the bar the people there couldn’t back away fast enough. I took a stool in the middle of the empty space and sat down, waiting for the bartender to approach. “I’m not looking for any trouble.” “Good…neither am I. Give me a ginger ale.” He reached under the bar for a glass and some ice. Twenty seconds later he slid the glass in my direction. I pulled a fiver from my pocket and dropped it on the bar. He ignored it and walked away to draw a few beers and pour some wine. It looked to me like this was a pretty cheap crowd. Checking up and down the bar all I could see were longnecks and drafts. I reached into the lower left pocket of my cargo pants. Like almost everything else I was wearing they were a true deep navy blue. My heavy shoes were black as was my wide belt. My belt said as much about me as the bold white lettering across my chest. Just below the American flag over my heart were the letters that were my life—U. S. MARSHAL. On my right hip was my nickel plated .44 Magnum Colt Python, just behind two speed loaders in addition to the twenty-four rounds on the belt. On my left hip was my ASP Talon baton—every bit as deadly a weapon in my hands as the revolver. A pouch at the back of my right hip held my stainless steel handcuffs and its partner on the opposite side held my radio—my link to my backup team. I placed the photo flat on the bar as the bartender returned to me. “I’ll have another,” I said in a loud voice, continuing so I wouldn’t be overheard. “Don’t pick it up and don’t make a production of looking at it. I’ve been told that he comes here a lot. Is he here tonight? If he is and he escapes because you’ve given me away I’ll see to it that you’re arrested for obstruction of justice.” He gulped a few times but did as he was told, nodding slightly in response. I continued almost at a whisper. “If my nose is pointing to twelve o’clock, my right ear to three, the back of my head to six, and my left ear to nine, tell me where he is. Again, don’t point or do anything obvious and we’ll be fine.” He pretended to wipe the bar as he whispered, “About 4:30 with his back to you.” I picked up the reflection in the mirror then asked, “Red shirt with black and white stripes, looking away from me?” He nodded again. Now, in my normal tone of voice I asked, “Where’s the men’s room?”
Fredrick_Udele · 15.6K Views

33 Risen#re

'33 lives, they are my past,' 'Or so I wish they would remain,' 'But the past the present and the future make each other,' 'So I cannot be without all three,' 'I was cursed through all 33,' 'No, that's a lie, there were 2 exceptions,' 'But they were merely lies,' 'But they linger still,' 'All 33 of them are in my head,' 'So many lives, so many me's' 'My parents have always given me names,' 'Names no child deserved to bear,' 'So I crafted names of my own,' 'Oh, Demon of the End,' 'Oh Shatterer of Shatterings,' 'Heed my name for I was Talon Haltz the (Chaos Bringer) 'Oh mortals, oh immortals, oh gods, will you ever forget my name,' 'The one who bested you all and made the heavens acknowledge me as it's equal when it knew not your disgraceful names,' 'I've had so many names and shed those cursed ones,' 'Granted by parents undeserving of the title,' 'Of all my names only one truly matters,' 'My first,' "Samsara that is my sacred name, but I know not how it came to be mine,' 'Now I am cursed no more,' 'I have become Samsara once more,' "It's my first life, the life I never got to live,' 'Only it's complicated, for it is my first life,' 'Only it isn't!' --- Join Samsara in his journey to learn the truth of his origins, and the origins of his curse... Will it be a truth he can handle or will the broken god be broken once more? --- A/N: the first volume is officially complete, I know that it's long, but I promise it's worth the read. please feel free to point out any mistakes, and if there's anything you'd like to know about the story let me know in the comments --- Up/rate= 10ch/week 150 power stones = 1 bonus chapter 300 power stones = 2 bonus chapters 500+ power stones = 4 bonus chapters --- I do not own the rights to the cover art The credit for the cover art goes to: LAS-T deviantart.com if the owner wants it taken down please let me know
Silver72 · 764.1K Views

Halen hardt

Helen has stolen my heart with this epic story of 2 broken souls. I opened this ARC with the intention of it lasting a couple of evenings of after work reading. Wow was I wrong, I started and finished this book in 4 hours. I didn't even stop for a break, I couldn't. I was drawn in from the very first chapter. I can not wait for more of the Steel Brothers. I was blown away with the story that is Talon and Jade. They both have walls built, they both have been hurt and humiliated, one much more than the other, but they have protected their hearts to not fall in love. But will their emotions get the best of them? Jade has just been left at the alter and decided to move in with her best friend on the Steel ranch, when she gets to the airport Marj (Jade's best friend) was not able to pick her up so she sent her brother Talon. The one Steel brother she hasn't meet. And the chemistry she felt was instant, but she was determined to not let him get to her. Talon has served in the military and seen things he wish he hadn't. He also suffers from what appears to be a childhood trauma. He has been severely hurt and doesn't know how to show any emotion other than he is a master in the bedroom (His words, not mine.) He is the perfect Alpha Male; tall, dark, and extremely sexy. But his emotional walls are taller than the wall in China. He knows he has feelings for Jade, or at least he thinks he does. Will the 2 ever really be able to open up to one another? Oh I wish I knew.
Ammara_Rana_5759 · 1.1K Views

The Chronicles of Imogen and the Dragons

In this era, Dragons that live in the ends of the earth, invade the cities and towns of human dwellings, consuming every shred of life form, exhaling fire, pouring dark fumes from their body and hauling humans up in their talons till blood was the sole remains. But unbeknownst to man, there are far greater secrets buried deep beneath the carnivorous and menacing exterior of these Bestial Forages. Imogen, a young damsel from the Kingdom of Tristendyre, had always lived a blyth and peaceful life as the sole apprentice of the Royal Physician at the Imperial Castle, destined to inherit the mantle. However, the Destinies have other courses decided for her life to take: in a story of discovering her true Past and the calling predestined for her Future: a Warrior chosen by an ancient Prophecy to fight the Dragons. Not only is her present life stolen from her, but in this journey, Imogen brushes shoulders with the treachery of Governments, Fugitivity, love and Death. There are also other warriors born in her time, elected by divine Fate to war against the Dragons that breathe threats to the survival of mankind. ~ It was a fair evening in the Kingdom of Tristendyre and the people were about their lives. Just as one would admire the skies of eventide, there was a sudden shot of torrid fire that pierced its way across the heavens. Clouds scampered to make way. The whole scene was rending to favour the advent of large, menacing Rengaulian Dragons. The flames they had breathed began feverishly consuming the contents of the cities, while people fled for their lives. The chaos was unbearable, screams and fright making a mastery of the airs. One of the large beasts rested his perch on the Crown of St. Erdengaur that was the heart of the Kingdom. He roared till even the stars and planets abroad could have heard his battle cry. Tristendyre was in great disarray whilst the savages did slither around the cities and draw out various humans in their talons, consuming them. Various people wilted in the fires while others were intoxicated by the fumes that were expelled from beneath the scales of some dragons. But the Chief Dragon that led the brutal massacre was oddly most fervent in hauling the peak, as though it was unearthing the land thereof for mining treasures. Whilst terror and Death did spread their mantles over the Kingdom, a single throbbing eye could look up into the heavens, through the fire and debris, and see the moon veil her face in blue. Every soul was torn between saving their loved ones or their own breath; status, hatred, love, none of them bore the worth of even a wasted candle at the face of such dire situation of looming Death. Many voices were bloodcurdling screams of pain and fear. Just then, there was a mighty and blaring sound of a Dragon’s bellow erupting and the grounds of St. Erdengaur was spilt, making way for the rise of the most frightful and treacherous looking Beast one had seen in all their lives. The Dragon that had been tilling the Summit of St. Erdengaur had descended to the bowels of the earth and had transformed into a more hellish version of its erstwhile figure. The very omen of Death being its face, talons and wings and lava and scales; if the darkest and most murderous night of the Earth’s centuries could bear the shape of a body, it would be that very Creature that spread his roguish self across a large part of the humbled Kingdom. And at that sight, there was absolute hopelessness for man-kind’s survival ~ Will the warriors of men survive the claws of their governments that they are victims to and finally break free to face the Dragons in mutiny? Will they find the various dark secrets of the Dragons’ legacy and Origin and win against the beasts to save their kind? Join Imogen and her friends as they journey through the wild story to unravel the mystery of the Dragons ~
Niki_Christianne_7108 · 184.2K Views

Light Of Hellfire

“Are you here to fight or not?!” Baltoh demanded with his halo between his wings, already gyrating to the point where it had turned into a sphere of light. “No, we are just here for the show,” one of them hollered as he cleaned his talons without a care in the world. “What show?” Selene asked. “I’m guessing you don’t know the date. I shouldn’t be surprised, being down here in the darkness. Do you know what happened exactly one month ago?” Everyone paled, realizing that the end time had come. The search for the Throne of Cinereo had drowned in the ocean of violence, and everyone had been too preoccupied with just staying alive to figure out a way to end the madness. “The fireworks should start in three… two… one.” Upon his countdown, the fence of Hellfire around New York flared upwards like a gas explosion, illuminating the city and shooting upwards as it began to shake wildly. Back on Earth, the dome of black smoke around where New York had been, the last barrier keeping the forces of Hell back, began to open up while the Hell flames surged up the shaft carved into the planet like a chimney fire. A hole opened up in the very top of the dome, and like a vacuum, the air and Hellfire was dragged out with an ear-splitting hiss, almost like a giant steam jet. A curtain of burning clouds began to expand outwards from above the state of New York, encompassing the globe with black lightning crackling and writhing like enraged snakes. Watching the sky, everyone on Earth simultaneously fell to their knees, tears streaming down their faces as they realized that the end had come. No one disappeared and teleported to Heaven, for this was not the Day of Judgment prophesized in the Book of Revelations. This was merely the end of the world, brought on by the forces of darkness. In every country across the globe, people began praying desperately to every deity they could think of to save their souls as the wall between Earth and Hell opened up. As the dome up on Earth opened up like a blossoming flower, the city of New York began to crumble away into oblivion as it entered the universe of Hell, being burned away like a meteor passing through Earth’s atmosphere. Out in the outskirts, buildings and city blocks were falling away into Hell with tidal waves of bloody fire surging upwards in their place. The city itself was being consumed by the inferno as the gateway was permanently carved out. Michael and all the other Archangels fell to their knees, cursing themselves and fate. “We failed, the forces of Hell have bested us and brought about the end of the world. We were supposed to protect the universe and all life on every planet, but we couldn’t even protect one city. This is the end for us all, there is no stopping it or reversing it,” he said with bitter tears streaming down his face. His whole body numb, Baltoh looked over to Selene, who was crying with her face in her hands. Molly was holding her tightly, and she too had tears running down her face. The sound of Selene’s tearful sobs pierced his heart like a rusty blade, hurting him more than any physical injury could. He had failed her. He had failed the world in getting rid of the forces of hell. How did this happen? How come he never saw this coming?
Kelvin_Mikaelson · 2.6K Views

Monstrous Love

#Wfp-10,Gold Tier Winner!{paused} ~Warning : This novel would contain, scenes with violence in future.~ Rayleigh had always felt captivated,chained,ruined since the day his humanity was lost. He has been cursing that single day throughout his whole life, he never chose this life. This is the life of a monster,the life of a killer, even never in his dreams Rayleigh would ask for such a life.It makes him loathe himself from the core. The worst part is, this loatheful life of his was a never ending one. Speed,Strength,Hearing,Smelling,Vision you name it. As a shape shifter Rayleigh's both appearances are totally opposite of each other.On one hand, there's this eighteen years old brown haired,blue eyed,handsome teenager and on the other hand there is this black furred,gigantic,ferocious beast with talons and two tails. After nurturing a misconception that he is alone with special abilities and immortality in the whole world for three hundred years, what will happen when he faces people like him or more powerful than him? While facing the hidden truth of this world with a love interest how would Rayleigh handle everything? Would he even understand the feelings lurking in his heart is actually love or would he torture and turn Aria away? . . .(Teaser) "I am warning you for the last time human girl, don't follow me." Rayleigh glares at the girl who looks timid. She takes a few steps back,almost satisfying Rayleigh. He turns away,a slight tingle disappoinment flashes through his eyes as he steps forward. "Wa-it!" A shanked up but some how still stern voice echoes into his ears,forcing him to turn back towards the source of it. The moment Rayleigh's bloodshot eyes land on her,he notices the little body of her's stiffening. Instead of speaking anything,her body starts shaking miserably but being looted by anger Rayleigh lashes out on her as he screams while punching just an inch away from where she is standing. A pair of red,angry eyes and a pair of timid eyes bore into each other as Aria stands still between the wall and Rayleigh. "I told you to..STAY THE HELL AWAY..FROM ME," His monsterous growl echoes through the deserted place along with Rayleigh's heavy breaths. The next moment he turns away and kicks on the floor in frustration. Slowly but skittishly, the figure moves towards where Rayleigh is sitting now. Aria takes very cautious steps as she walks over to Rayleigh, holding her breath ,afraid not to worsen the situation. " I... I...just..uh...Thank you....uh...Are.. you... hurt?" Aria's nervousness takes form in stammering making her sound like a desperate soul. Her timid words makes Rayleigh ponder for a few minutes,never in his life anybody has thanked him after seeing his true form.What a strange girl! The next moment Rayleigh's blood shot eyes directly pierce through her eyes,as she feels her soul being judged inside out.Her plump lips quiver as his gaze sends down a weird sensation from her head to toe.The next moment before she realizes it, she is being held upside down on Rayleigh's broad shoulder and he starts walking towards the edge of the terrace. Without even wasting a second ,Rayleigh jumps off from the 21st floor of the building in a swift movement. The cold air of the night hits Aria's face with full force as she screams for her life. "Turn it down, there's no point of screaming now. You are mine," Rayleigh rumbles as soon as his feet touch the ground. That's how it all began, the start of a monstrous love but where is the end of it? ~~ Contact Author~~~ √Discord: Ace_Stark#2264, √Instagram: Aa_zrin.author √E-mail: azrinselpark5@gmail.com
Ace_Stark · 20.1K Views
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