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**A Beacon of Light in the Darkest of My Times**

**A Beacon of Light in the Darkest of My Times** I remember the night I almost gave up. It was one of those nights where the weight of the world sat so heavily on my chest that even breathing felt like a battle. The kind of night where the silence was deafening, and every shadow on the wall felt like a ghost of my past failures. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the floor, wondering how I had ended up here. Life has a way of pushing us to the edge, and maybe you're there right now—drowning in uncertainty, heartache, or loss. Maybe you feel like hope is a cruel mirage that vanishes the moment you try to grasp it. But let me tell you something that changed my life: hope is not the absence of darkness. It is the light that refuses to be extinguished, no matter how fierce the storm. ### **The Night I Found Hope Again** That was the night I learned that hope is always loud. Sometimes, it's a faint whisper in the dark, a flicker of light when everything else is falling apart. ### **What is Hope, Really?** We often think of hope as wishful thinking, something fragile that shatters under the weight of reality. But real hope? It's fierce. It's stubborn. It's the kind of hope that looks at a storm and says, "You won’t break me." Hope is not denying reality. It's not pretending that pain doesn’t exist or that life is always fair. Hope is looking straight into the face of adversity and saying, "I believe something better is coming." Think of a seed buried deep in the earth. It’s surrounded by darkness, pressed down by soil. But in that very place, unseen and unnoticed, it begins to grow. Hope is like that—it takes root in the dark before it ever reaches the light. I once met a woman named Maria who had lost everything—including her home, her family, and her health. She had every reason to give up, and yet she didn’t. She told me something I'll never forget: > **"Hope is a muscle. You have to keep using it, even when it hurts."** She would wake up every morning and write down one thing she was grateful for. Some days, all she could write was, "I made it through yesterday." But even that was enough. Then there’s James, a soldier who came home from war with wounds no one could see. The nightmares, the guilt, the weight of things he couldn’t change—they almost destroyed him. But one night, standing on the edge of a bridge, he remembered something his mother used to say: > **"The darkest nights make the brightest stars."** And for the first time in a long time, he looked up. Sometimes, hope is simply deciding to look up instead of down. --- ### **Four Things to Remember When You're in a Dark Season** 1. **Focus on what never changes.** 2. **Find one small thing to be grateful for.** 3. **Surround yourself with people who speak life.** 4. **Take one small step.** Romans 5:5 says, *"Hope does not disappoint."* That doesn’t mean life will be easy or that every story will have a perfect ending. But it does mean that hope never leaves you empty. The night I almost gave up, I didn’t know what the future held. I didn’t know how things would change or if they ever would. But I chose to hope anyway, and looking back now, I see that hope was the very thing that carried me through. So if you’re standing in the dark, wondering if the light will ever return—hold on and keep hoping. Keep fighting. Because hope, even in the smallest form, is enough to carry you forward. And you? You are stronger than you think. This light came in many forms: the kindness of a stranger, the warmth of a friend's embrace, the silent understanding in a loved one’s eyes. Even in solitude, I discovered flickers of resilience within myself—small, yet powerful enough to push back the looming shadows. Each challenge, each heartbreak, each seemingly insurmountable night became a testament to the light that refused to abandon me.
Allis_Philemond · 0 Views

The General’s Unknown Bride

Princess Arianne has spent her life trapped within the gilded walls of the palace, overshadowed by the ambitions of her five half-brothers who battle for the throne. Despite their rivalry, they love her unconditionally. But Arianne craves freedom—not power. When she and her youngest brother, Prince Kael, secretly escape the palace to explore the world beyond, their adventure turns into exile when their father, the king, discovers them. As punishment, they are sent to the kingdom’s harsh border, stripped of their royal titles, and forced to train as common soldiers. There, Arianne meets General Rian, the kingdom’s most revered warrior—and the man unknowingly betrothed to her. Loyal to his unseen princess, Rian has sworn to love and protect her, but he finds himself irresistibly drawn to the mysterious new recruit, Ari. Unaware of her true identity, Rian struggles between duty and desire, torn between the princess he has never met and the soldier who challenges and captivates him. As Arianne fights alongside him, she begins to see the man behind the legend, and against her better judgment, she starts to fall for him too. But secrets cannot stay hidden forever. When the truth comes to light, will love be enough to bridge the gap between them? Or will duty, betrayal, and the weight of the crown tear them apart? A tale of forbidden love, hidden identities, and the battle between destiny and desire—where the heart must decide what truly matters.
sweety_k_9348 · 4.8K Views

Shadows of the Savannah

In the bustling city of Lagos, Detective Ayo Daramola is no stranger to danger, but the "Ribbon Reaper" case has pushed him to his limits. A string of brutal murders has left the city paralyzed with fear, each victim marked by a chilling signature: a single red ribbon tied to their wrist. As the body count rises, the elusive killer begins to taunt Ayo directly, luring him into a deadly game of cat and mouse. When Ayo receives an anonymous message demanding a midnight meeting at the desolate Oju Irin Bridge, he is thrust deeper into the nightmare. The encounter leads him to a video of a terrified woman bound to a chair, her life hanging by a thread. Racing against time, Ayo deciphers a cryptic clue that points him to a rundown bar near the Apapa docks. But even as he rescues the victim, an explosion shatters the fragile victory, leaving Ayo with more questions than answers. As the investigation unfolds, Ayo must navigate a labyrinth of lies, corruption, and secrets buried deep within Lagos’ underbelly. The killer’s twisted motives remain shrouded in darkness, but one thing is clear: the Ribbon Reaper is always one step ahead. With each move, the stakes grow higher, and the lines between hunter and hunted blur. "Shadows in the Savannah" is a gripping thriller that combines the gritty reality of urban Nigeria with the relentless pace of a high-stakes murder investigation. As Ayo races to unmask the Ribbon Reaper, he must confront his own demons and the fragile line between justice and vengeance. Can he unravel the mystery before the killer’s next move, or will he become the final victim in the Reaper’s deadly game?
Hossy · 2K Views

Dual Eternity: Fractured Dawn

Fifty years ago, the gods issued a warning—the Underworld will be unbound in two centuries, unleashing an apocalyptic catastrophe upon both Earth and Elysium. To prepare, humanity was granted access to Elysium, a realm of magic, monsters, and ancient power. Through the Soulweave System, humans could grow stronger, their abilities transferring between worlds. But death in Elysium was absolute, and the struggle for survival was merciless. Now, with only 150 years remaining, Earth has fractured into a dystopia ruled by factions that control access to Elysium’s resources. The Nightspires lead brutal expeditions, the Dawnbuilders refine Aether to sustain Earth, and the Bridgers maintain a delicate balance between the two realms. Meanwhile, the rogue faction known as The Unbound seeks to force the apocalypse forward, wielding forbidden magic to accelerate the collapse of reality itself. Elias Varian, a chemist and alchemist, has spent his life studying Aether, bridging the logic of science with the chaos of magic. But when an experiment with Void energy mutates him, he loses the ability to return to Earth through sleep—physically stranded in Elysium with a body unraveling under an unknown affliction. Hunted by those who fear what he is becoming, Elias must navigate a world that no longer sees him as human. As the countdown to the Unbinding continues, forgotten truths resurface, ancient forces stir, and the gods remain silent. But something else is watching—waiting. When the Underworld breaks free, will humanity rise… or shatter? --- I am writing this novel purely for fun and a curiousity of wanting to try something new. I will not be asking you guys to donate to or motivate me by anything that costs real money as that is not my aim or goal. I will do my best to make as many readers satisfied with my work but i need your support and honest reviews about my book. If you believe there is anything lacking in this novel please coment it as I am doing this without any prior experience. I sincerely thank you for spending your time on my work. -JustABoy
JustABoy · 7.4K Views

Young hearts

Julie Thompson just moved into the suburban town to live with her aunt's family and hopes to not have or make any friends at all because she disliked people but maybe liking just one won't hurt. She falls for Uche, her cousin brother's best friend, without even knowing. Follow Julie through her first attempt at love. ... I watched him as he stood there, leaning on the bridge's railing and eating ice cream. The breeze wasn't disturbing his hair today because he had parked it all backwards, he looked cute, I smiled drawing in some breath, satisfied with how today was going. "What?" I heard him ask taking me off my thoughts. "Huh?" "You were smiling." "Oh. I was...." "Can I kiss you?" He asked looking at my lips. "Here?" I asked now, my heart beating hard against my chest, our first kiss could happen now. "Yeah?" He nodded, I could see his Adam's apple go up and down as he swallowed, I bit my lips, nervously. I smiled approvingly, almost getting up from the bench where I sat. "No sit." He said coming closer to sit next to me. The bench was quite small so we were so close to each other. He leaned in and I could smell him more the closer he got to my face. His lips were now inches away from mine and the moment they touched I closed my eyes, I didn't know why but I did. He didn't put his tongue in my mouth, it was as simple as it could get, just a warm kiss and I as glad he didn't. When he lips left mine, I opened my eyes licking my lips. He was smiling, I hadn't yet told him how much I loved his smile. "You lied." I told him. "About what?" He stopped smiling. "You said you were a bad kisser." He laughed now with his teeth showing, those beautiful set. Read more... #genka3na
Genika3na2 · 129.4K Views

A Throne For Sister: Rise Of The Dragon

Eirik Boris was never the type to accept a deal nor offer quickly, but with the girl in front of him, the riot that’s currently going on in the kingdom, and the rumor of the old king's bloodline, there are just too many things at stake. He looked at her with his eyes full of doubts, knowing very well that not only his life was at stake, but his region, too. But at the same time, if the girl in front of him is who she claimed to be, then a new beginning shall begin in the kingdom. It will be a new dawn of glory, a new turn—around, especially for the commoners. With a sharp blade in her hand, unlike anything Eirick had ever seen, which had a crystal that had a glinting red onyx at its end, the girl stepped into the long, narrow bridge, ready to prove that she was from the bloodline of the old king. “If you fail, I’ll surely deliver you to the king myself.” Eirik made it sound like a warning, and like he was not interested in her at the same time. But deep down, Eirick cared. If this girl turns out to be carrying the blood of the old king, then things will turn around for great. And if not, then he’d gladly deliver her to the king. At least, by doing that, he’d still have to keep his head, his family, and his region. And maybe, just maybe, the king will give him a limited punishment, but not a death sentence. “I won't fail,” Eirick heard her replying without turning, her voice full of uncertainty, though. Eirik held his daughter's hand, leading her back slowly, his armor bearer following, and then the nobles, a hundred of them who had come to watch the so-called girl who claimed to be carrying the blood of the old king venturing to the narrow bridge where she would recover what was left behind by the Old king himself. Before the old king vanished, he had said that only his true bloodline could cross the narrow bridge and retrieve what he had hidden there. Many people had come to attempt it, all of them claiming to be the son or daughter of the old king, and all of them had failed. This girl won't be an exception, at least, that's what they thought, not until the unexpected happened. As usual, the ghost guardian of the bridge, a being forged from magic with extraordinary abilities, emerged from the chasm of the bridge, standing tall and proud in front of the girl with a rapier in his hand. He didn't give the girl a chance to blink; he charged, the sound of metal against metal filling the air, sparkles flying out, and groaning of the two filled the atmosphere, too. And then, when everyone thought the girl would fail like the rest, they noticed her body shimmering, a great aura coming out of her body like a mist, her hair flaring in flame like a ghost rider, but she was not. And then, the blade radiated extra light, before the girl took full transformation herself. She easily bypassed the ghost as he presented his attack, moving with the grace of a leaf dancing in the wind, but in a blur that everyone hardly saw her moving. Before the ghost could wheel to face her, the girl struck him hard at the temple with the hilt of her blade, followed by a kick in the chest, which sent the ghost tumbling down the bridge. Normally, a ghost shouldn't feel attacked or get hit since he's partially invincible, but the girl was not ordinary either. She’s from the lineage of King Saul, making her the rightful heir to the kingdom of Agapanthus, and she just proved that to everyone by defeating an undefeatable foe.
Memento_01 · 1.2K Views

NAGANTARA: The Trilogy of Realms

In a world suspended between the heavens of the gods, the land of mortals, and the shadows of the forgotten, a child is born, destined to shake the very foundation of existence—Nagantara. He is the son of Ratnadewi, a revered human chosen by fate, and the Sky King, the supreme ruler who betrayed his own blood. Bound by a fate he never chose, Nagantara grows up in the shadows of division. He witnesses destruction, betrayal, and the arrogance of the gods who dictate the course of human destiny. The blood that flows within him is not just an inheritance—it is an eternal battle between heaven and earth. As the world trembles with the echoes of an ancient prophecy, Nagantara must face the truth buried deep within history. From primordial forests inhabited by legendary creatures to human cities cowering beneath the might of the gods, he searches for answers to the question that haunts him: Who is he truly meant to be? Along his journey, he will confront kings who have abandoned their people, gods who fear their own destruction, mythical beings awakened from their slumber, and mortals willing to betray their own kind for power. But the greatest battle he will ever fight is the one he never prepared for—a battle against his own father. As the long-lost secrets of the heavens unravel, Nagantara realizes that he is more than just the heir to the gods' blood—he is the last hope for a world on the brink of collapse. Will he become the bridge that unites the three realms? Or will he be the sword that severs fate and brings everything to ruin?
pengarangtulen · 4K Views

Mated To The Dead Prince

"But this feels real," She whispered. Curiosity got the best of her as she went around the coffin, luckily, it wasn't locked. She took a deep breath before pulling it open. "Jesus Christ!" Rose exclaimed, putting her hand over her chest as she breathed hard. She stood frozen beside the coffin, staring at a young man with the most beautiful face she'd ever seen, lying still and comfortably inside the coffin. Was he dead? He looked so pale like he was dead and yet so beautiful to be called dead. Talk about gothic beauty. Rose knew she should be running for her life at that moment, but she felt something drawing her closer to the man in the coffin, she flashed her light closer to his face as she reached her hand down and placed it right under his nose to check if he was still breathing. No air, his nose bridge was cold as ice too. Rose was still busy staring at the man's face when she felt something very icy touch her arm, she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she slowly turned her head to look at her arm, that's when she saw the white, slim, masculine fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist. Her soul left her and her heart completely stopped beating, before starting to beat like a parade band in her chest. "Hail fucking Mary!" Rose whispered in a frightened tone, her lips quivered and her eyes widened unnaturally. She felt her legs become paralyzed from fear and unable to move or run. She dared to fearfully turn around and look at the man's face again, just to find his blood-colored eyes, staring icily at her. She was about to scream when the young man suddenly pulled her into his coffin with incredible speed, and the last thing she remembered was feeling how cold his body was before she felt an unnatural sleep overtake her. *** Rose Thiago was an ordinary human girl who loved reading dark fantasies but never believed in them. She suddenly gets warned by her best friend never to read those kinds of books again if she doesn't want to make herself visible to the dark creatures or evoke their world to herself, but she calls her bluff and reads them over and over again. On a field trip, Rose suddenly finds herself falling into an endless hole, and when she finally meets the solid ground, she discovers that it is no longer familiar ground. She gravely realized that just as her friend said, she'd finally drawn the dark world to herself. She somehow manages to bump herself into a beautiful man lying inside a coffin and dared to touch him just for the dead man to suddenly hold her hands and disappeared with her. In that moment, she came to believe that magical creatures did exist. And she was about to discover that she had the blood of the sun. Two thousand years ago, to survive a dreadful poison, The prince of the dark world, Cassius Levi, sought refuge in his healing grave, only to awaken when the right time for his revenge came. What he didn't expect was to be forcefully awakened by an undeserving mortal.
Rosegold_n · 100.6K Views
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