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Bonds: A Pack of Wolves

Michael’s world is turned upside down when his father brings him to a mysterious bunker located beneath one of his family's establishments. His heart was racing, his hands were shaking, and his eyes were wide. The only thought ruling over his mind, the only question that flooded his mind, was 'WHAT IS THIS PLACE?' He asked himself repeatedly. Each time he and his father walked ever deeper into the bunker, Michael would feel an insatiable urge to question his beloved father on why he had decided that they should explore this daunting bunker. But how could he satisfy this urge to this man, this man he loved yet equally feared, this man whose anger burned like a blazing furnace? Quietly Michael walked behind his father. Finally, they reached a massive doorway. Further inside was a massive hall estimated to host at least 300 people. When he, Michael, the young lad, gazed around the hall, and when his face turned to the left side, shockingly, he saw an empty seat, which looked like a throne. "Father, what is this?" Michael questioned, "And why does that seat look like a throne?" That's because it is,He his father answered. Michael answered with another question, "Whose?" He asked, and his father went towards the throne and replied, "Mine," as he sat. Michael could not describe the emotions racing within him at that moment, but just when he thought he couldn't be more terrified, Venite, servi me! His father shouted at least 3 times. After shouting, the hall was flooded with men wearing black combative gear clothing and covered with black masks. They all came and stood in a formation as if they were trained soldiers; after they had all lined up, they themselves began shouting, Rex Lupus! Dominus Lupus! They shouted these words, words that Michael could not understand, about five times. Michael's father then responded also in a tongue he could not understand, remaining in absolute terror. Michael stood quaking after his father was done speaking to the men. All the men turned their faces from his father to him, and they shouted aloud, Iuvenis Lupus! Iuvenis Lupus. His father stood from his chair. Let's go, my son, he said to Michael. 'Who are you?' The young lad asked himself, completely and utterly stunned.
Writer_On_key · 8.1K Views

The Descent and The Magician

“If I told you she was a goddess, you’d be wrong. If I told you she was the darkness itself… you’d still be wrong. She’s much more— And she makes eternity feel like home.” Rowel is a wandering, flamboyant magician with a coat full of tricks. With a mind stitched together from the memories of others—a patchwork identity held together by forbidden magic and sheer audacity. He trades in secrets and stolen recollections, paying the price of memory with pieces of himself every time he wields his dark powers. has never feared the unknown. Until he met her. Ravenne is her name—an ancient, eldritch being draped in human skin and sovereign silence. Worlds crumble where she walks, stars dim when she dreams. She has never loved. Never cared. Never flinched. But when Rowel stumbles into her realm by chance—or fate—fate-the performance begins, one he'd done before. From cursed kingdoms to collapsing realities, from magical toy soldiers to royal horrors hidden beneath gilded halls, their journey spirals into something neither of them expected: intimacy, madness, and devotion. As Ravenne slowly lowers her godlike veil and Rowel sheds his clownish smile, the boundary between human and divine begins to fray. But when grief bleeds into vengeance and forbidden rituals awaken ancient darkness, only one question remains: Can such an attraction survive a descent into something far beyond gods and men? ...or will devotion turn into destruction, when even eternity becomes too fragile to hold them?” ______________ "It feels much safer with you, Ravenne," "Safe... near me?" There was a note of incredulity in her tone. Not mocking or cold. Just curious. "I’ve unraveled worlds with less reason than a blink." Her hand lingered, fingers grazing his cheek, featherlight. Almost reverent. "Yet you curl beside me like I am shelter." She knelt—elegantly, terrifyingly quiet—and placed her forehead to his for a moment. "Then rest. If I am the reason you feel safe... then let that be true. Just for you." Rowel Character Illustration: https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/954083480378151062/1382512311876714496/3iJhigbhVJsffiN8kcVvA.png?ex=684b6c6c&is=684a1aec&hm=dba220d7331a3ebe996a1345ea73c3d37de4d1da936414ce9646ff004988da13& Ravenne's Character Illustration: https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/954083480378151062/1382512352355942430/EX8F4tjrGg8urZ4ulugJA.png?ex=684b6c76&is=684a1af6&hm=d16db7d29ca3448a9e455e88879615a5093f23e40a47e43cc3a9b970671cf022&
AlenHope · 9K Views

The Shadow and the Starlight

On her 21st birthday, Eira Thorne’s hidden mark awakens—and the first thing it does is murder a man. When the silver crescent brand on her wrist flares to life in a burst of lethal starlight, Eira becomes the prime target of: The Shadow King’s Hunters, who carve out magic-users’ hearts. The Forgotten, monstrous beings who whisper that her blood *belongs* to them. Something worse—the parasitic voice in her head that claims it’s her true soul. Her only ally is Kaelan Dain, a lethally charming Shadowmancer with a debt to the king. But as bodies pile up and Eira’s visions reveal fragments of a past that can’t be hers, she realizes: She’s not the hunter. She’s the sacrifice. CORE THRILLS: A MAGIC THAT REMEMBERS WHAT SHE FORGOT Eira’s power isn’t just awakening—it’s rewriting her. The more she uses it, the more she loses herself to visions of a celestial massacre she couldn’t have witnessed… because it happened 200 years ago. A LOVER WHO MIGHT BE THE KILLER Kaelan’s shadows hide brutal truths: his "cursed brother" is actually the Shadow King, and his mission was never to save Eira—it was to deliver her to the slaughter. But the way he looks at her now? That’s not part of the plan. THE FORGOTTEN’S GAME The creatures stalking Eira aren’t mindless monsters. They’re fallen gods, and they’ve been waiting for her. Their taunts crawl under her skin: "You didn’t escape us, little light. We let you go." A HEART THAT ISN’T A WEAPON—IT’S A TRAP The ancient crystal called the Heart of Vaelis offers the power to destroy the Forgotten… but using it comes with a sickening twist (think Annihilation’s psychological horror meets The Cruel Prince’s bargains).
abdur_rouf · 11.2K Views

BELLA; Una historia para aprender a vivir.

Aprendiendo a Vivir narra la historia de Bella Serrano Bracamontes, una joven que crece en un entorno marcado por la violencia, el abandono y la pobreza. Nacida el 05 de julio de 1995, Bella es la hija menor de una familia disfuncional. Su madre, Ana Lucía, la desprecia y marca una clara diferencia entre ella y sus hermanos mayores, mientras que su padre, Hermedes, está atrapado en un círculo vicioso de adicción a las drogas, lo que le impide ser un verdadero apoyo para sus hijos. A lo largo de su infancia y adolescencia, Bella se enfrenta a la soledad y el desprecio, buscando consuelo en su muñeca vieja y el sueño de algún día mejorar su vida. A pesar de las dificultades, su resiliencia se refleja en su deseo de cambiar su destino, aprendiendo a vivir en un mundo que parece haberle dado la espalda. A través de una serie de eventos trágicos y reveladores, Bella enfrenta la cruel realidad de su hogar, incluyendo el abuso y la indiferencia de su padre, quien incluso la echa de su casa sin escuchar su versión de los hechos. Sin embargo, Bella no pierde la esperanza. Con la ayuda de su amigo de la infancia, Luis, la joven comienza a visualizar un futuro diferente, uno en el que pueda alcanzar sus sueños y encontrar su lugar en el mundo, lejos de las sombras de su pasado. Aprendiendo a Vivir es una emotiva historia de lucha, superación y la búsqueda de identidad en medio de circunstancias adversas, donde la bondad, la nobleza y la esperanza se convierten en las fuerzas que impulsan a Bella a continuar adelante, a pesar de todo lo que le ha tocado vivir.
bella_7758 · 3.6K Views
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