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Paradox Rift God Pack

Mated To The Pack’s Doom

“Did you perhaps think I would accept you, the runt of the pack as well as someone destined to bring us doom just because you are my mate? If you ever thought so, then you are incredibly naïve.” He said looking down at me condescendingly. “Then just reject me and let me leave the pack please.” I screamed, already at my wits end. “Oh little redhead, do squash whatever hopes you have of running away because, I, the Alpha of the Blue River pack promise that I will never reject you as long as I live. Instead I will make you suffer so much that you will lose whatever courage you have in you to bring doom.” He declared after he grabbed my face and made me look right into his obsidian eyes. Eyes that seem to see through my soul and uncover my deepest darkest desire. Arielle Hale, born on the lunar eclipse and dubbed a child destined to bring woe to the pack narrowly escapes death and is given a chance to live on. She is then brought up as the runt of the pack and abused till she had no will of her own. She has a plan though. Leave the pack on the day of the new Alpha’s coronation and never come back. Her plan is full proof but fate has other plans. Declared as the mate of the newly crowned Alpha, she has no choice but to stay on. Like other tales, there should be a rejection but this Alpha has other plans. Keep your friends closer and your enemies even closer. Lucinda’s world is plunged into a world of chaos, pain, pleasure and surprisingly love. It is soon revealed that the tale is not only Lucinda’s as another person lurks in the shadow. Follow the story of the Cursed Alpha’s Mate as this is not your usual tale but one of twists, turns and surprises.
Kiara_Nicole · 19.6K Views

THE AFTERLIFE PARADOX

What happens after death? It's a mystery no one can say. Before being betrayed, he had always held on to the belief that there are two realms to go to after death: Heaven and Hell. However, after being betrayed, he found out that it's not like that. Almost everything he learned about was a fallacy. The universe was not created but naturally formed. Arishem, the ultimate ruler of Heaven, was once a human who found the Celestial Ruler and created Heaven. Lucifer was under him, using the Karot to direct souls from the universe to empower Lucifer by turning them into soul drops. Lucifer betrayed Arishem and ran away with the Karot. He created Hell using the treasure and started monopolizing all the souls from Earth. Souls had no way to enter Heaven again, thereby preventing Arishem from getting stronger through absorbing souls, so he had to use another way detrimental to the universe. Which way is it? Wallace was betrayed by his family and died; his soul went to Hell, where he learned that he would have to undergo extermination and become nourishment for Lucifer. He learned that stories about benevolent Heaven were not real, as they wanted; they were all looking for ways to monopolize souls and exterminate them to make themselves stronger. He did not accept his fate; he had to go through three different trials so that his will could be erased, and he would surrender. Nine deaths, Cerberus' wrath, and the Soul Rending Whip were enough to break the will of any soul and damage them. Not willing to surrender, he had to go through the three trials, going through unimaginable torture and pain. In the third trial, there was the emergence of another treasure, the Karum, on his dead body. With the help of Karum, his soul was called back from Hell and melded into his body, turning him into a half-human, half-spiritual being, while also nurturing something of unimaginable precedence in his body. The Celestial Ruler created Heaven; the Karot created Hell. What can the Karum, the last creation treasure the universe can nurture, and one that's far stronger than the two former treasures, do? Can he fulfill what it can do? Can he survive under the pursuit of Heaven and Hell? What secret does the universe hold? How was the universe created? Is it from the emergence of a treasure? What’s the secret behind everything?
Evergreen_Novel · 11.2K Views

between the eternity and the rift

The end of the world hides forgotten memories.Death does not mean the end, those unfulfilled obsessions and undissolved emotions will remain in reality in the form of ‘cast-offs’. The ‘recyclers’ are the executors responsible for cleaning up these residual memories. They walk between reality and nothingness, reclaiming the traces of the past and keeping the world in order. Tokiyu travels through the neon rainstorm of Cyber City, carrying out cold recycling tasks: deleting dead AI wife who lost control of her life due to obsession, disintegrating the ghost underground that devours her memories, and putting an end to the gentle curse that imprisons her dead souls with friendship. ...... But she gradually discovers that she can easily do things that are beyond the reach of other recyclers: Molts bow down to her, the memories of the dead flow like poetry in her eyes, and the detector's assessment of her always shows ‘ERROR’. ‘Are you sure you want to reveal the answer?’ The mechanical cherry blossoms in the abandoned lab, the blood-coloured countdown on the coffee machine, the overlapping figures reflected in the underground glass ...... Each case whispers the thinly veiled truth: With every recovery she performs, she's pushing herself over the precipice of existence. Humans use technology to alter the scale of life and death, and the definition of ‘alive’ is rewritten in code! ◆ Cyberpunk aesthetics x Bengali suspense structure x Philosophical discursive core ◆ A hardcore romance between data graveyard and human nature. ◆ In the doomsday scenario of memory entropy increase, asking what it means to be a human being. ‘The meaning of existence lies in choosing how to disappear.’
1054488472 · 479 Views

Paradox : The hidden history

It was shocking for everyone to find out that they could suddenly perform 'witchcrafts' or atleast that's what they had called them in the initial days. Until people realising it's a cursed gift to the humanity. Like a rose.Prophetic words of the chosen one spread among the people. That one day the one to have been the most different would either banish the cursed gift or preserve it with destruction. People would stay calm only for a while. After all there's only so much one can control when every single human is granted with powers. So the rebellions start. The ones which tried to assassinate the royals. And the ones who just finally wanted freedom. But there would also always be a saviour. But when the gift is cursed.... So is the knight in shining armour. For, the armour will be tainted in blood. Blood that couldn't be washed away even with the blade. Or flowers. Or the honour of the ruler. Time can only numb the itch caused from the thorns on the rose. Time named this cursed gift as 'domains' as people honed their powers into daily uses. Passing their knowledge to the next generations.... Until death meets time. But alas, death would meet time when peace is bestowed when war is stopped. But the war? Oh it would never stop. Alliances can be made to break and mend over and over but the war would never stop. Or At least not until the crows took a taste of everything it had to offer. After all, crows are the means for death to meet time. The hopes for chosen one would be barely hanging in the void..... until the different one finally makes the appearance. And so does hope. And so does war.
Rey_Ragano · 0 Views
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