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Bastard Homunculus: Reborn in the Corpse Pit

"The missing ingredient is a test subject with Royal Blood..." Raven Kyzer, a Commoner boy, grew up in an orphanage along with his twin sister, after losing their mother at a young age, having never met their father. After being discovered to possess Royal blood, the twins are abducted by the Church of Persona. Raven is used as a test subject in an ancient form of Forbidden Magic, known as the Homunculus Ritual, while his sister goes missing in the clutches of the church. The Homunculus Ritual is conducted to turn Raven into a powerful but mindless Monster, a loyal weapon for the church with no sense of free will...but something goes wrong, the ritual fails to destroy Raven's mind and he escapes the clutches of the church. Furious at being turned into a Monster, Raven swears revenge against the church, determined to make them pay for what they did to him, as well as to rescue his sister from their clutches. But there's only so much he can do by himself, even with the new powers he gained through the Homunculus Ritual...that's when he has a fateful encounter with the nation's most wanted criminals, a group known as The Irregulars, who, like Raven, have their own reasons to despise and go after the church, as well as the corrupt Nobility that oppresses the Commoners. With their goals aligned, Raven decides to join The Irregulars, taking the first step on his long, arduous path to revenge... Instagram: @aimdaqs Discord Server: https://discord.gg/J497zhJb
Aimdaqs · 30.2K Views

Song of the Gardener of Souls [BL]

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"
LivChanin · 1M Views

FRACTURED SOUL

Fractured Soul --- I was just five years old when they took me—stolen from everything I knew and thrown into a nightmare I couldn’t escape. For years, I was locked away in The Underground, where survival meant enduring horrors no child should ever face. But I survived. I didn’t break. And then, finally, I was rescued. Now, I’m thrown into the world above—a world I don’t understand. I’ve known magic exists, I’ve seen monsters, and I’ve fought them everyday of my life. Physically and mentally. But the Fae? That’s a whole different thing. I never knew about them, and now they’re everywhere and I'm one of them? They have their own rules, their own powers, and suddenly, I’m stuck in the middle of it all, trying to make sense of something I was never prepared for. I don’t know how to act around these people. They talk like they know things I don’t, and I feel out of place in this new world—like I don’t belong. And my naivety? Yeah, it’s there. I didn’t grow up with the world outside The Underground. I’ve spent my life surviving, not learning how to live. Everything is so different, and it’s terrifying. Every day, I’m bombarded with new information, new magic, new people—people with powers I don’t understand and a history I wasn’t taught. But there’s something else. Something deeper. I'm struggling with finding my place, and yet everything I do keeps pointing out that I might be the one in some resurfaced ancient prophecy. Now, I'm trying to avoid the rulers of the courts and their schemes–especially Eirlys, the King of the Winter Court. As I try to learn how to survive here, I’m also trying to figure out who I’m supposed to be in a world that seems to have its own agenda for me. The truth is, I’m not just scared of what I don’t understand—I’m scared of what I might become. There are people who fear me, others who want to use me, and a bloodline that could drag me back to the darkness I barely escaped. In Fractured Soul, I have to fight for my place in this new world. I’ll have to navigate my own ignorance, face the power inside me, and decide who I really am. But when the shadows of my past come calling, will I have the strength to stand, or will they pull me back into the dark? ---
Crystal_J_Tife · 6K Views
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