Bramble

In the hidden realm of Luminara, where magic flows through every living thing, Aeris struggles to harness her untamed abilities. Saved by wizards who believe she possesses extraordinary power, she is trapped in a world governed by strict laws and deep-seated fears. As she grapples with the weight of her potential, a mysterious presence begins to stir within her-a connection to an ancient magic long thought forbidden. With the guidance of her enigmatic teacher, Bramble, Aeris embarks on a journey to master Astral Magic, discovering the intricate ties that bind all forms of energy. However, as her abilities grow, so does the threat of Chasm Magic, a dark force that once tore her world apart. Amidst whispers of betrayal and looming danger, Aeris must confront her fears and the shadows of the past to forge her own destiny. As she delves deeper into the unknown, she uncovers a chilling truth: the same power that fuels her magic may also unravel the very fabric of Luminara. Will she embrace her true potential, or will the darkness consume her? In a realm where the past echoes in every spell, Aeris must choose between love, loyalty, and the fate of her world.

Xianlan, the heiress to the Wuzung Duchy. She falls in love with a visiting noble from Eflua – her courtly life of peace is disrupted by domestic affairs, the ghosts that haunt her, and the bond imposed onto her by her lover without her knowledge. A pair of star-crossed lovers, damned by fate and the target of schemes that wish to see them fall. She has a destiny to follow, and it seems her death was sealed early on.

- Brambles and Bones - Subject 865 is a girl with an extraordinary gift that allows her to shift into any animal she wishes as long as she has come into contact with it. What happened when all she has ever known is bright white walls, an array of different coloured test tubes and a crazy doctor who is obsessed with learning how to control her? What happens when a mysterious boy breaches the high level security, which causes a certain shifter to find herself on the run with a boy hell bent on avenging his mother's death? Will she fall in love along the way or will she discover the truth about her gift? What about both... || This is Book 1 out of 5, season 1 || Book 1 - Brambles and Bones Book 2 - Flowers and Flames Book 3 - Storm and Serenity Book 4 - Lost and Lonely Book 5 - Rain and Remedy

To the ancient creatures of the macrocosm,' Shira Faina Elisabeth Pendragon Lunar' was an error needing extermination. Her creation was abnormal and unforeseen even to the Book of Existence and the higher gods The power and magic she yielded were almost unmatchable and very contradicting which in turn makes it destructive Schemes and betrayal materialised in the quest of rectifying the "so-called error" that brought forth the existence of Shira After 10 thousand years of hiding Shira finally decided to fight back destroying countless universes and beings in her awake and falling in love along the way for eternity ------------ Their stances were intimidating, while Shira stood there. Sharbon, Serket together with the others started feeling the adrenaline pumping in their veins and they all smiled maliciously. Her smile was terrifying, the entire room turned cold before her and within a blink of an eye she was standing in front of the high god of the rays. With her hands firmly on top of his head she  started squeezing forcefully, the man started screaming loudly like a banshee and just like that his core essence was destroyed --------------- Beady eyes hidden within the bramble scanned the area, oblivious that they were prey to this Forest. A paranormal presence lurked in the essence of the devil's grasp, shadowing each living organism with dire precision. The female walking through this seemly never-ending forest, walked with a calculated and sinister purpose, her aura was imposing and intimidating. A heart-shattering battle cry can be heard throughout the surrounding vicinity. With holsters on her hips and both legs and holding a sword made from an elf bone with a red phoenix feather in between the tip of the sword. ------------ Note: this is an original novel written by me (Didi_Mendes) and not a translation (I don't own the cover, found it on Pinterest. All rights belongs to the creator.)

Nightmares are usually all in our heads, just the mind's way of telling us something's wrong. But when your living a true nightmare day to day you somehow become desensitized to the madness, and soon all those distorted twisted dreams become reality. A storm is brewing in Dystopia. It presents itself as a whimsical fairytale of candy and sweet dreams. However these charms are meant to distract unsuspecting victims from what's coming. It's been seven years since Lara lost her brother to the Bramble lady's cruel tricks. She's now grouped with two other girls, Ester and Cadence, who both have stories of their own. Lara has survived this long with only one thing motivating her. She needs to get her revenge on the Vudu Queen sheep who destroyed her life.

His eyes snapped open. Sounds of wildlife were all around him, and they became rowdier as he felt his consciousness returning to his body. His back was propped on something hard and uneven. Reflexively, he sat up. His eyes were immediately scanning his surroundings in a slow motion, seeing only overgrown forest in every direction. His eyebrows raised majestically as he found that he was lying down in the middle of a clearing, vine-laden trees enclosing the space. A sudden premonition struck him. Patting his clothes and pockets, then his whole body, he sighed in relief. Nothing had happened to his body. His limbs were intact, as was his head. The thing he had stored in his pockets was nowhere to be found, but he was in one piece. Considering what he had gone through, it was a miracle that none of those things had eaten him yet. Checking his vicinity one more time and finding no immediate threats, he slowly stood up, eyes vigilant against movement among the trees and their branches that entwined the sky above. The air was full of the sounds of birds. The canopy swayed restlessly over him as those small creatures hopped from one branch to another. He recalled what they were: Anothraxes. They weren’t a threat when they were alone, but once they congregated on a single hunter, they became C-level dangers. He had to stay hidden as he moved if he wanted to avoid the critters. Fortunately the ground was endorsed full with lush undergrowth, some of the plants reaching heights that could hide his body even if he only slightly bent his knees. Deciding what he needed to do, he made to dive into the conevenient natural cover for hunters, when his feet struck something that was hidden under a bush. It made a dull cluttering noise, like metal striking against ground. As he looked at his feet, he saw a familiar handle-like object. It was only one part of an item, and the rest of it was gone. He crouched low to retrieve it but felt slight resistance. Comprehending, he used his free hand to break apart the bramble while the hand holding the broken item tugged on it. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

Thousands of years ago, amidst the chaos of the great collapse, the royal family of Sylvain fell. Now the once proud nation is little more than a fragmented remnant of its former glory ruled by a council of high families wearing gilded smiles masking cruel and malevolent natures roiling beneath the surface. In the shadows, a cult conspires, pitting the high families against each other and reveling in the collateral damage. If this weren't bad enough, tension is high as revolution stirs in the neighboring kingdoms. And yet, hope is not lost. Faith begins to rekindle as the woods begin to whisper. The slumbering Sylvain Forest is now awake. Candidates vie for the Bramble Throne hidden deep within its depths. Some seek glory, wealth, or fame. Others seek power. Most only find death. And then, there was Zephyr. Nothing but the taboo outcast, Zephyr exists on the streets, skulking in the shadows of alleys and gutters to avoid the harsh words, stoney glares, and other methods of abuse hurled his way. The throne and all of the attention that came with it held no appeal. No, what was a fancy seat or a shiny head band to someone despised by all? Zephyr longed more for freedom and love. Despite his best efforts, the cursed urchin finds himself at the heart of the compitition as fate throws him in the path of an ambitious young woman. Now, Zephyr must reach the finish line, or face a fate far worse than death.