The Sacrifice Of Darkness

"Your world is about to change." A voice whispered to me. I turned around but everywhere was dark and I couldn't make anything or anyone out. "Who is there?" I called out into the darkness. "I'm a friend Arin, no need to be frightened." The soft voice called out to me. "What do you want with me?" I questioned, my senses on high alert as I could feel the person moving around me in circles. "I don't want anything from you. I'm here to help you." The woman revealed and my brows furrowed in confusion. "Help me?" I asked. Arin is an omega born into the Bloodfang Pack, a role she’s long accepted but never fully embraced. Growing up with her best friend Siena, who dreams of becoming Luna, Arin has always been overlooked and dismissed by those around her, especially the Alpha’s sons, the triplets Kael, Jaxon, and Rowan. However, on her 18th birthday, everything shifts when Arin learns that her mate bond has been forged with one of the triplets. The triplets, each with their own distinct personalities and goals, are drawn into a tangled web of competition, love, and duty. Arin’s bond shifts between them, causing tension and uncertainty within the Pack. But Arin’s journey takes an unexpected turn when she learns of her true heritage: she is the descendant of an ancient royal bloodline, and her powers are linked to the Moonwell, the Pack’s most sacred and powerful source of life. As the Moonwell begins to fade, Arin’s destiny is revealed. Only she can restore the Moonwell and save the Pack, but doing so means losing her mate bond forever. The battle for the Pack’s future escalates when a betrayal leads to a civil war, and one of the triplets sacrifices himself to protect Arin and restore balance. With the Pack’s survival hanging by a thread, Arin must face the harsh reality of her choices and what it means to lead.

In a world where supernatural creatures secretly coexist with humans, 15-year-old Kayleigh Violet Da Rosa discovers she's a rare and powerful shifter, possessing the bloodlines of dark fae, witch, vampire, and wolf. As Kayleigh struggles to control her emerging powers, she becomes the target of Ralph, a ruthless scientist driven by a dark obsession to harness supernatural abilities for his own gain. With the help of her parents, the Luna and Alpha of their pack, Kayleigh must navigate the treacherous world of supernatural politics and ancient secrets. But when her parents are betrayed and murdered by their own pack members, Kayleigh is left alone and vulnerable. Forced to flee and fight for survival, Kayleigh must confront the darkness within herself and master her powers to take down Ralph and avenge her family's death. But as the stakes grow higher, Kayleigh begins to realize that her destiny is intertwined with an ancient prophecy, one that will determine the fate of the supernatural world. Will Kayleigh be able to reclaim her rightful place among the supernatural elite? Will she meet her destined Mate? or will Ralph's sinister plans destroy everything she holds dear?

Once Mankind ruled the world. And living within the fringe of society, hidden but existing among us were the inhabitants of myths, fables, and legends. Then came the Crimson Plague, followed by the mass hysteria changes, and then the War. The War of Race broke out among the nine factions of the Etherborn society, led by the Vampires and the Children of the Light. Six millennia later, after the Long War, the nuclear holocaust, and the darkening of the sky, a new civilization prospered. The Children of the Light are gone, mankind has fallen from the top, and the Vampire race leads the new civilization. And among the Vampires are the seven Noble House that rule the Major nations. Follow the journey of Lilith Kain, Ariella Ashtarmel, Elijah Ashtarmel, and Eduardo Gomez as they strive to survive in a world that preys on the weak. … I will be posting this story on Royal Road.com. Discord: https://discord.com/channels/436731682268381186/436731682268381189

He liked simple life but the simple life rejected him. Not every thing was simple but at least it wasn't as hard as trying to walk a newly born baby. "Why is it all so damn lovingly SCREWED?" The Raging Phoenix company is an entertainment company?!! Nah! that's the most deadly joke I have heard.

Born of blood and yet so disgusted by the sight of it, that was Sephtis, the greatest necromancer the heavens would ever know and also it's greatest nightmare to come. Sephtis, a being who was most surely not human but neither was he a demon nor a beast, hating the sight of blood yet there exists no greater master in the art of slaughter than he. His ever growing army razing down cities, countries, continents, entire worlds and eventually perhaps everything else. He was the definition of a nightmare, his name alone scaring even shadows away and his presence leaving nothing but destruction everywhere it touches. And to the world's greatest surprise something incredible had happened, the unstoppable force had vanished from the surface of the world one day with no explanation nor answer as to his whereabouts. The world finally knew peace, the gods were praised for an entire month straight for answering their prayers, losing themselves in wine, music, food and carnal desire, this was heaven. But as always peace is never a long-lived thing, Darkness is never really truly gone, only just temporarily withheld and the greatest nightmare in history would be returning once more, this time so much greater than ever before and making sure that he completes his mission without fail.

Sara is a shy teenager who made a mistake a year earlier and thus lost her father's trust. She is framed for theft by her stepsister, as a result of which her father sends her to a correctional center. The first days in the new place are a real nightmare for the girl. She is bullied by her peers, and her lack of assertiveness makes Sara unable to cope with the surrounding environment. The roommate is a scrambler; however, she can always count on her help. There is also a new guy — Alan, who catches Sara's attention at the first meeting. More problems arise when the girl miraculously avoids death, and since then, she begins to see frightening phenomena. Ghosts, flashes from the past are all dark secrets that come to light over time, and this is only the beginning of the nightmare the teenager will face. (The story is fiction, invented for the novel. It has nothing to do with the history of Europe, set during World War II).

In a world once ruled by a god, betrayal shattered heaven itself. The most powerful angels, demons, and dragons turned on their creator — and in the chaos, the god was slain. But one angel stayed loyal. Broken and powerless, he made a pact with an ancient being — Nytheris, the darkness itself. Now, a thousand years later, darkness awakens again… in the form of a human boy named Kaen, reborn to shake the realms.

This was the first time a universe in the universe system of The Collective was to be deleted. Naturally there was lots of ceremony to officiate the first death of one of their universes. The souls of all the inhabitants of universe 987 were brought to the Hall Of Final Judgement, where every pantheon humanity had ever worshipped came together to judge them, deciding which afterlife theyd end up. Except for a few. Some inhabitants were denied the sweet release of the afterlife, not as punishment, but because the Collective, the gods. Wanted them to serve a higher purpose. These people would be transmigrated into other universe systems which weren't under the control of the collective, ones which belonged to other High Entities. Enemies, allies and potential threats to the collective. thyed spy on them, and cause general chaos. These people were called The Messengers. One of the people chosen, was a teenaged boy. Achyuta was sent to a universe the collective had no knowledge about,as punishment for not preventing another soul from slaying arch angel Gabriel during judgement. They even punished Achyuta's floating temporary helper whod guide him during judgement. The scion of the devil stuck in a fluffy floating animal body. Muru, a high dimarith who worked as a diplomat for many pantheons.

Yami Norikami is the forgotten son of a family that never wanted to acknowledge him. Abandoned and rejected, he carries the pain of a dark past and a burning desire to prove his worth. When he arrives at Seiryo High School in Shizuoka, he tries to stay unnoticed but soon finds himself caught in conflicts and bullying that threaten to shatter his already fragile confidence. With few friends and many enemies, Yami must decide whether to remain the invisible shadow he has always been or to fight to emerge from the darkness and claim his place in the world. Amid betrayals and challenges, he will discover that true strength lies not only in fists but in the courage to face himself.

Mahiru, an elite member of the INTERNATIONAL GHOUL BURN UNIT (IGBU), Japan Branch, faced a tragic incident that changed everything. A former Anti-Ghoul agent rose to power as the leader of the Ghoul Clan, vowing to destroy the IGBU from within. In this world, there is no such thing as true justice. Justice is nothing more than a banner carried by the powerful to justify their actions. Mahiru, haunted by a past filled with suffering and betrayal, made a vow to seek vengeance. His journey would not only shape him but transform him into something far beyond human. Through pain, rage, and sacrifice, he became a hybrid—part Ghoul, part Vampire. But the truth of the world was even darker than he imagined. The world everyone believes in is just an illusion. Beneath the surface of the human realm, two other hidden worlds exist—each with its own secrets, power, and purpose. Now, a massive conflict looms—between humans and the forgotten realms. The fate of all worlds hangs in the balance, and Mahiru stands at the center of it. This story contains extreme violence and explicit 18+ scenes. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Prepare yourself—this is not a tale for the faint of heart.

When Vlad is inexplicably chosen as a Player also known as a Walker—a group of the selected individuals drafted into the "Game"—his sudden inclusion triggers a series of bizarre phenomena. Tormented by unanswered questions and unable to seek help. leaving him plagued by mysteries and isolated from any answers. Follow Vlad's harrowing journey as he fights to understand his sudden purpose, grapples with a unique circumstance, a power dormant within him that sets him apart, and ultimately discovers he's a mere pawn in the gods' twisted entertainment.

Brothers' fight

In a distant, fractured galaxy, the once-mighty hivemind empire in the Shadowy realm of Mahasimu Empire has been shattered by an ancient, unstoppable enemy the Silent Ones whose silent, void-cursed forces nearly erased their entire civilization. Now, remnants of an empire scarred and battered by war seek to rise from the ashes, determined to reclaim their lost glory.

Rudolff is gone. The gods are scheming. Hades is... probably on an extended vacation. And Christopher is hungry for revenge. But before he can strike back, he must find purpose. Uncover his true meaning and break every seal that holds him back. To survive, he must awaken his bloodline. But awakening comes at a cost—one that could plunge the world into chaos. *** Second Synopsis/ The prophecy of Dawn. After the last Titanomachy, when the skies had burned thrice red, Erebus shall stir from the depths where silence reigns, And in the hollow void, he shall curse the dawn, Regretting that ever gods were born from Chaos' womb. Cloaked in hatred, he shall not rise in form, But shall drift as shadow, unchained by Tartarus, Seeking not vengeance in flame or sword, But in a Host, one of mortal flesh, A vessel through whom doom shall be poured. The Host shall be born of twilight blood, A son in whom the power of the dead flows strong. Neither fully god nor wholly man, He shall walk the earth with the weight of worlds unseen, And the dead shall heed his call as kin. Through him, wars shall be kindled like stars in the void, Thrones shall crumble, Olympus shall tremble. Not with wrath, but with change shall he strike, Unmaking the ancient order, not to reign, But to erase the right of gods to rule at all. He shall not kneel to god nor Titan, For the bones of empires will pave his path. From the ashes of divine dominion Shall rise an age where no god sits high. Beware the child who dreams of silence, Who walks among graves and speaks to none. He is the storm before the stillness, The harbinger of a world unshackled. Through him, Erebus shall wander, and through him, end the gods. *** A/N: This is my first book BTW. Just wrote it cause it was inspired by my love for Greek mythology and the PJO series. Acknowledgement: Uncle Rick, powerful author. Role model.

"The Darkness Paradox" shows the journey of Hikaru Kagawa and his friends who were sent to a new world by an unknown entity. Will they be able to overcome all the challenges they face in this unknown world?

Sequel: Revenge of the Fallen It all started with her laugh. Not the blood. Not Rosalie’s whispers. Not the dreams where the forest burned with an unquenchable fire. No. Jeremy first felt like he had a heart the moment he heard her laugh. Julie. The girl who, in the school hallways, was like light—drawing people in, dazzling them, leaving them wanting more. Everyone knew her, but that didn’t mean anyone truly knew who she was. And certainly, no one could have guessed that he—the quiet, strange boy with a past no one understood—would become something more than just a shadow in the background. They didn’t know he would fall in love with her. And he didn’t know that such a feeling would attract the attention of someone far more dangerous. Rosalie saw everything. Their glances, the brush of their hands, that first smile exchanged during the long break by the coffee machine. To her, Julie was nothing but dust. An obstacle. Trash to be removed. Jeremy was hers. He was hers. Since they were children. And no one—absolutely no one—had the right to come near him.

The fantasy adventure began from a life of a girl named Eve Ainsley who seemingly had find ordinary no longer in her grasp. After encountering an unusual entity named Charger and a world above her knowledge known as Elis, she might even discover more about herself. And perhaps even the truth. Note: This is written with journal-style based on Eve's point of view. For that, there will be two perspective where one is written by Eve in a tale and the other is written by script based on actual thing that happened.

We started off with one purpose in mind. Revenge! Our father was brutally murdered, and Mom died trying to protect us like she always did. She made sure to pass down her memories, information, and knowledge about her past as if knowing her end was near. Now it was just Debby and me. We had to fend for ourselves. The years of training, plotting, and waiting were not going to be wasted. It had been a journey, a sad one. Something I wouldn’t wish for anyone. but they were going to pay, and we would make sure of it.

Kimtaru is the daughter of Demon Lord Muzan and a human woman. Her mother died in a carriage accident when Kimtaru was still very young. Muzan loved Kimtaru dearly, but mistakenly believed she had died with her mother. As a result, he had no idea that his daughter had survived. Born with 80% demon blood, Kimtaru was rescued by the Demon Slayer Corps as a child. They raised and trained her like an ordinary human girl. To hide her true nature, Kimtaru drank powder daily to suppress her demon instincts – even though it caused her intense pain and made her faint repeatedly. Growing up right in the heart of her father’s enemies, Kimtaru still chose to protect humans. She lived with kindness, fought with resolve, and eventually rose to become a Hashira – specifically, the Fragrance Pillar, known for her gentle, elegant style that masked deadly strength. Since childhood, Kimtaru had quietly watched over her younger sister, Kimho, who was much weaker and carried only 30% demon blood. Though she never spoke of it, Kimtaru always protected Kimho from judgmental eyes within the Corps – silently, but fiercely.

Evan Quillian, a 20-year-old orphan scraping by on part-time jobs to afford college, ekes out a living in a gritty urban underbelly. With a rare surname tied to a forgotten lineage, he’s used to standing out in all the wrong ways—until a fateful night when, exhausted and broke, he awakens to a mysterious mental interface: the System of Sacrifice. This enigmatic system offers rewards—money, skills, even unearthly abilities—but demands a steep price. To earn points, Evan must spend his scarce cash, sacrifice his time, or give up something deeply personal, each choice pulling him further into its cryptic web. As Evan leverages the System to escape poverty, he gains razor-sharp intellect and magnetic charm, drawing both loyal friends and ruthless enemies. But the costs mount: relationships fray, his moral compass wavers, and the System’s strange tasks force him into dilemmas. Note: The cover is not mine #allCTTO

"What does it mean to live?" "Why do we fight, knowing we'll die anyway?" "What is death?" In this universe, those are the questions that matter. Yamikuro Asaki is a high school rebel who ignores the law, rejects authority, and questions everything. But after the day he kills someone in cold blood, letting hatred consume him, those questions stop being philosophical and become personal. Why does he exist? Why did he kill? And can someone like him still be saved? As the burden of his past grows heavier with every encounter, Yamikuro is forced to walk a path filled with gods, powers, and truths darker than death itself. Will he find the answers before it's too late, or die, like so many others, without ever knowing why he was born?

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"