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The Melody Of Us

The girl named Anaya, a quiet 18-year old university student in Hyderabad, who has never believed in love. surrounded by friends who drift in and out of relationships, she keeps her heart guarded, afraid of being left behind. the fear of abandonment clings to her so tightly that even the idea of love feels terrifying. but one day, she decided to love later it turns misunderstanding which is broke her heart even deeply. later, overwhelmed by loneliness and the ache of longing, she makes a bold choice that if love in real life is too painful, I'll choose someone from my imagination. then she choose a Chinese actor named Yu Chen, who she often sees in dramas and he becomes her quiet escape, and she decides to fall in love with him. not for who he is, but for how his acting, singing makes her feel, safe, distant, unreachable. she knows it hurts. she knows this kind of love is lonely too. but she lets herself fall. on countless nights, she pours her emotions into the sky, whispering to the moon, hoping somehow he might hear her silent confessions. in her sorrow, she begins to write stories filled with feelings she could never speak. under a secret penname, her words travel far, touching lives and earning her quiet fame. her success finally brings her the chance to go to Beijing, the place where he lives. And now the real love story begins... of how she crossed borders, not just between countries, but between fear and courage. of how she learned that even the most distant dreams can begin to bloom when you believe in yourself. and how, through every heartbreak, every whispered prayer under the moonlight... she didn't just find him... she found herself... and in the quiet melody of her heart, she was finally... loved back. can she...
Daydreamerzh · 37.4K Views

Madness Made Us

After a war that broke the world, love became the most dangerous thing left alive. Centuries after the War of Madness, the once-noble Lucian Vhalcrest rises from slavery to royalty through sheer will, manipulation, and mystery. The Emperor of Alexandria, recognizing Lucian’s brilliance, adopts him as heir—placing him beside Lydia Vainsblood, the emperor’s only daughter. But Lydia is no ordinary princess. She’s the Blood Queen—an intelligent, composed, cunning vampire with yandere edges, political masks, and a buried fear of abandonment. Five years younger than Lucian and secretly devoted to him, their forbidden attraction simmers beneath layers of courtly duty, familial tension, and fate. Their bond deepens in secret, tangled in passion and emotional restraint. When Lydia turns eighteen, the Emperor arranges their political marriage—believing it’s safer to marry his daughter to a known weapon than risk a stranger with ambition. Lydia agrees, believing Lucian is the only one who truly sees her. Together, they adopt a mute orphan girl named Lilac, whose strange empathy and unnerving paintings begin to unravel a prophecy far older than either of them. The Coral Moon rises… and something ancient stirs. As the blood-red Coral Moon approaches, reality begins to twist. Lilac, though silent, begins painting horrifying premonitions—Lucian with hollow, glowing eyes; Lydia lying in blood. The air shifts. Mirrors distort. Whispers speak in tongues no one remembers. Lucian starts seeing flashes of a forgotten god—Vharel, the Broken Lover. Not in dreams, but in mirrors, in reflections, in the shadow of his own thoughts. Vharel loved once, and lost. Now his soul drifts, desperate to finish his story… through Lucian. Lydia senses Lucian slipping. She kisses him under the Coral Moon to tether him—to anchor his soul. That kiss awakens something ancient. Magic ignites. The curse of bloodlines fuses them. The Coral Kiss triggers a divine event… and draws Vharel into their world "Velros magos mentasu" — I'm joining you soon, my love. When Vharel descends, he doesn’t come as an enemy—but a mirror. A version of what Lucian could become. The fight is brutal, divine, and emotional—not just blade versus god, but soul versus reflection. Lucian lands the killing blow, but Vharel smiles. He wanted this. > “You were the ending I was never strong enough to reach.” With a final whisper to his lost beloved, Vharel lets himself be absorbed. His divine essence fuses with Lucian’s body—his memories, madness,
ENIGMATIC1087 · 1.5K Views

Throne Of The Last Sigil

They say the sky burns brighter above Emberholt. Some believe it’s the reflection of a kingdom's burning pride. Others say it's a warning — a flame waiting to consume everything. But the truth is sharper than legend: It’s watching. In the world of Arkanis, power is not gifted. It is taken. And the ones who take it? They train at The Grey Flame Academy — a crucible for the ambitious, the dangerous, and the cursed. Here, students from across the five kingdoms gather to master the blade and the Sigil, two paths that determine their strength, their future, and their survival. Commoners, nobles, and royals alike are thrown into the same fire. Ten pairs of instructors — one swordmaster, one Sigil guide — forge the next generation of warriors. But few rise. Fewer endure. And among them, ten have climbed to the top, untouchable and feared. They are known only as Void. Void doesn’t speak for itself. It doesn’t need to. Its name echoes through the halls like a curse. These are not students. They are future kings and queens of war. Legends in training. Silent blades. If you face one, you don’t graduate. You disappear. Sky stands above even them. The top of the Void. The academy's number one. A student with no title, no noble house, and no reason to trust anyone. He didn’t chase power. Power chased him. And now, every step he takes ripples across the kingdom. Beneath the academy lies the Sigil Celestial Crystal, a relic older than the kingdom itself. It does not grant power. It exposes it. Those who attempt to bond with it either ascend beyond recognition... or vanish without a trace. The crystal doesn’t choose champions. It dares them. As Emberholt's royal bloodlines fracture, war brews beneath ceremony and silence. The throne is empty, and five ancient families sharpen their knives under the veil of honor. The academy becomes more than a school — it becomes a battlefield. Every duel is political. Every rise in rank a threat. And Sky? He’s the biggest threat of all. Inside the academy, ranks define reality. Magic is measured across fifteen escalating Sigil tiers. Swordsmanship spans twenty brutal levels. Every student fights to rise. Some for honor. Some for vengeance. Some for nothing but survival. But the truth is, power comes at a cost. Friends become rivals. Rivals become corpses. And alliances are broken faster than bones. Behind every lesson is manipulation. Behind every challenge is a test of loyalty. And those who reach the top must face more than enemies. They must face what the academy has become: a machine for war, designed to create weapons in human skin. As Sky rises, shadows close in. Whispers of rebellion. Secrets buried beneath banners. And a throne that demands blood. He doesn’t want it. But destiny doesn’t ask. The Grey Flame doesn’t burn for justice. It burns for conquest. And the Void stands ready. Welcome to Arkanis. Welcome to the fire.
Kaiju8th · 3.2K Views
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