Drums

The first thing my childhood sweetheart's did after becoming a wealthy woman was to ask me to marry her, in my poor and destitute state, went to her family to become the son-in-law. “Marry me, and you can live in luxury cars and mansions as you please. No need for work or household chores Plenty of pocket money every day, amounting to a five-figure sum And if you want kids, I'll bear as many as you wish.” But when I became this toy boy, I gradually discovered the sickly yandere and perverted control side of my childhood sweetheart... An accident brought me back to the past, live my life again. This time, facing the temptation of childhood sweethearts, I decisively refused! In this new life, my slogan is, drum up the wallet, and stay away from the rich woman! Me: "Sorry, I am the man you can never get in this life no matter how much money you spend!"

[Main Story Completed] What if you are transmigrated in a novel, right at the wedding altar, where you need to choose between two men: the Crown Prince and the Illegitimate Prince. The same happened with Dahlia, who after reading her favourite novel, got transmigrated. However, she chooses the Illegitimate Prince to marry to change his destiny. **** Sullivan Blackwood is the illegitimate prince of the Ryuxan Kingdom. His terrible fate was decided and locked when the King brought him to the palace. He grew up loveless and was constantly bullied by other princes and their friends. The Queen would torture him if he ever desired the same things as them. Sullivan gulped every drop of humiliation he faced as he decided to destroy the family where he could never find love and become the next King. When the Duke's daughter, Dahlia Ermacora, suddenly proposed to him, he was puzzled at first. However, he readily accepted her proposal and married Dahlia. "You made a mistake, Dahlia. You will die in the end because I have my selfish motives," Sullivan whispered in her ear after taking the final vow. ***** "Should I listen to see if your heart beats for me?" Sullivan asked in his dangerously low voice. "Huh?" Dahlia froze, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson red. "N-no," she stammered, shaking her head. "Why not? You listened to mine without hesitation," Sullivan saidm "I won't do it again," Dahlia replied quickly. "That's unfair, Lia. You can touch me whenever you want, but I can't do the same? Seems a bit one-sided, don't you think?" he whispered now his lips moved dangerously close to hers. And then, Sullivan lowered his head, he tilted it and rested his side face over her chest, which started pounding like a drum. Sullivan's pupils enlarged, his fingers moving up slightly up to open her closed ones. Dahlia's brain froze, her body involuntarily reacted and her fingers opened slowly. Sullivan intertwined their fingers as he kept hearing the loud beats of her heart. SHE WAS INDEED IN LOVE WITH HIM. ~~~~ Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** **Cover is mine**

Follow August Finn in his journey and survival through the world of Centuury, along with his friends Angeline Ross, Erik Rubbard, Bren Anglewood, and Betty Snow and the many companions who they will meet along the way. As the drums and echoes of war ravages the continent of Arkanus, sparing only the once Capital Region that had now turned desolate due to a tragic past. But in its desolation, sprung the seeds of an evergreen forest, the Lonelywood forest, it is one of the many great forest that encircles and shields the Great Cauldron of Arkanus from the influence of the outside world. --- https://discord.gg/akzduuBC

The Loved Ones Reunion The 'Reunion Week' was the happiest and busiest moment of the year among the ancient Sudanese kingdoms. It was the most celebrated festive season full of events that lasted one week throughout the kingdoms. The usual festivities in the week included special prayer sessions, alms giving, wrestling, boxing, drumming, dances, singing, visitation to family members and durbar. Each head of the household would buy no less than seven new clothes for every member of his household, so that they wore new clothes on every day of the week. It was a thing of gossip if a legitimate son of the Sudan soil could not wear new clothes in each of the seven days of the 'reunion week'. On the last day of the reunion week the reigning monarchs of all the kingdoms would assemble in the most central kingdom of Kagadama, to take the crucial administrative, economic and social decisions that would affect their kingdoms in the coming year. Apart from her location, there was a historic reason why the monarchs assembled in Kagadama city. Kagadama was the place where the great grandparents of the monarchs accidentally met long ago and took most critical decisions that were still affecting the lives of every Sudanese citizen.

Philip never expected his new life to be so… complicated. When a tragic accident in the modern metropolis of Bortinto abruptly ends his struggle for survival, he wakes up as the scandal-ridden heir of a ducal house in a world where magic and science coexist. Any fantasies of an easy, heroic life vanish the moment he realizes that the estate that he is tasked with managing is drowning in debt, and his reputation has been shredded by rumors involving his predecessor’s broken engagement to the socialite Lady Rosetta—the granddaughter of a prince. Even as he scrambles to rebuild his estate’s fortunes—grappling with contaminated land, mounting debts, and shrewed industrialists—he unearths troubling secrets about the original Philip’s heartbreak and suicide. A dark, hidden force seems intent on wiping him out for an unknown reason. As conspiracies emerge linking Lady Rosetta’s departure to these shadowy machinations, Philip struggles to separate ally from adversary, not knowing why this power in high places is so bent on destroying him. Meanwhile, the realm teeters on the brink of monumental change. Technological and social revolutions collide with century-old magical traditions, and war drums thunder on the distant borders. Armed with his modern knowledge of finance—now fused with the kingdom’s burgeoning industrial innovations—Philip attempts to ride the trends and transform his estate into a beacon of prosperity and secure his heirship to the ducal title. Yet each small triumph only attracts more enemies. Tasked by the System with cultivating a supernatural entity while uncovering the real reason behind Lady Rosetta’s canceled engagement and the original Philip’s tragic end, he must also shield those he grows to care about from the looming threats. Will he harness the synergy of magic, technology, and commerce to steer his estate toward greatness, or will malevolent forces quash his second chance at life? Will his second chance at life end the same tragic way as his first?

Synopsis: The Beat of Equity In the city of Vellor, a stark divide separates the wealthy elite from the impoverished slums, where hope is scarce, and survival is a daily struggle. Amidst this inequality, a young woman named Rani hears two distinct rhythms: the luxurious beats of the rich and the faint, defiant thrum of the oppressed. Raised in the slums by her father, a former master drummer, Rani inherits his drumsticks with a message: “The beat of equity must be heard.” As Rani grows, her powerful rhythms resonate through the streets of Vellor, echoing a call for justice and equality. Despite performing at high society galas, the elite dismiss her music as mere entertainment, blind to the profound message within. But Rani’s drumming becomes a force of rebellion, uniting the poor in a movement for change. When the oppressed rise up, their drums growing louder and stronger, the wealthy are forced to confront the truth of their systemic inequality. As the protests intensify, the elite are shaken by the power of the drums, and a transformation begins in the city. Laws are enacted to redistribute wealth, improve healthcare, and provide education for the marginalized. The drums of equity become a symbol of unity, reminding everyone that equality is not just a distant dream but a rhythm that must be heard and embraced by all. Years later, the drums of equity continue to beat through Vellor, no longer a sound of rebellion but one of celebration and progress. The legacy of Rani and her father lives on, proving that when the rhythms of justice and equality are heard, change is inevitable.

Title: Abyssal Chimes Genre: Cosmic Folk Horror / Time-Bending Thriller *Synopsis:* In the fog-shrouded valley of Corpse Falls Town, where pagoda trees bleed and construction sites exhale the breath of the dead, antiques dealer Lin Moyu becomes entangled in a temporal curse older than the Ming Dynasty. When a smuggled Bronze Bell covered in corpse wax appears in his shop, its cursed chimes fracture reality, revealing three overlapping timelines: a 15th-century massacre of shaman priests, a modern archaeological expedition’s disappearance, and Lin’s own complicity in a catastrophic urban development project three years prior. As the Bell’s vibrations summon corpse soldiers from limestone caves and warp digital devices into occult artifacts, Lin discovers every victim’s skull sprouts bronze roots connecting to an underground Bone Pagoda. The town’s "residents" are revealed as echoic phantoms—their deaths endlessly reenacted through cursed objects: QR codes that rewrite memories, livestreams broadcast from decaying eyeballs, and concrete mixed with ground funerary coins. Key horrors unfold through fractal revelations: - The Bell’s Sanskrit inscriptions are quantum codes predicting Lin’s own autopsy report - Construction blueprints from 2021 contain hidden blood sacrifice diagrams - Missing archaeologists are found fused with Ming dynasty burial silks, their smartphones playing war drums from 1423 The cosmic truth emerges through temporal bleeding: Corpse Falls Town exists in a "wound" between timelines, sustained by an ouroboros of guilt. Every character is simultaneously victim and perpetrator across centuries—Lin’s father designed the dam that awakened ancient curses, while Lin himself becomes the Ming general who first ordered mass executions to silence the shamans. *Themes:* - Guilt as a self-replicating cosmic force - Technology as modern necromancy (5G towers as spirit poles, cloud storage as soul jars) - Archaeological colonialism’s cyclical violence *Closing Paradox:* In the fractal finale, Lin must let the Bell annihilate all timelines—including his own birth—to break the curse. Yet the final page reveals this manuscript itself is a cursed object, its words rearranging to implicate whoever reads it in the next cycle of atrocities. *Comp Titles:* - *Annihilation* meets *The Ring* in Guillermo del Toro’s *Pan’s Labyrinth* - *Dark (Netflix)* collides with Junji Ito’s *Uzumaki* - *The Southern Reach Trilogy* rewritten as Ming dynasty occult procedural Hook: Every technological artifact you use—from subway QR codes to wireless earbuds—becomes a gateway to ancestral horror in this narrative ouroboros where reading the book implicates you in its curse.

The shadows lurked, its whispers a fearful caress to the heart. A word of it begot omen and doom is the person who sees it. The world was evolving, creatures emerging and some going instinct, but one rule remained among the humans, "BEWARE OF THE NIGHT CREATURES." Ophelia, tossed and turned by the cruel wind and unfortunate side of the world found herself embracing the very shadows that were feared by many. The shadow which always haunted her. Not only was she haunted, but she was also the reason the shadow lurked. Its darkness deftly intertwined with the course of her life, bringing to light secrets locked away in the abyss. Secrets which led her to the arms of the one whose statements remained of evil. Rumors of her prevailed, each one more abhorrent than the other. While most of the rumors were false, there were specks of truth in them. However, in the dance of darkness, its drums beaten by the shadows, everything and every danger she faced culminated on the day she was bitten by the very creature humans termed evil and vile. She was his pawn, his amusement to be poked, his first bite. Her blood the first to ink his fangs, had unbeknownst to him formed a forbidden and sacred bond that could not be severed unless she died. Gone from his play toy to the number one on his kill list, Ophelia found herself confronting dangers that she, no matter how hard she tried, could never win against. When the game of chase and death slowly evolves into an unspoken spark-like trail of shadows weaving in the hearts of the predator and the prey, Ophelia is conflicted about the path to follow. The path to toss the dangers aside and embrace the whispers of her heart— or, the path to heed the warnings of her heart and run further from her predator. Unfortunately, in the dance of the cruel hand of fate, whichever way she took, he was always there like a shadow ready to entrap her. SHE WAS HIS FIRST BITE AND HE WAS HER SHADOW.

In a world divided between humans and demons, Kaien Duskborn stands alone—a half-breed despised by both sides of his heritage. For centuries, the human realm of Solaria and the demon territory of Morbidus have existed in a state of perpetual conflict, their hatred fueled by ancient prejudices and the machinations of power-hungry leaders on both sides. Born from the forbidden union of a human mother and demon father—both executed for their love—Kaien has survived on the margins of society, constantly hunted and forever an outsider. His unique dual nature grants him abilities from both bloodlines but acceptance from neither. Despite this, he harbors a dangerous dream: lasting peace between the two warring races. When whispers reach Kaien that the current Demon Lord Azarok secretly shares his vision for reconciliation, he dares to hope. But time is running out. War drums beat louder as human militias mobilize and demon forces gather at the borders. The fragile stalemate teeters on the edge of collapse as hardliners on both sides push for a final, devastating conflict. Armed with stolen intelligence about an imminent human offensive and aided by a small network of like-minded outcasts, Kaien embarks on a perilous journey to infiltrate the Demon Court—a place where half-breeds are executed on sight. His mission: to confirm Azarok's true intentions and forge an unprecedented alliance before it's too late. As Kaien navigates treacherous political landscapes and ancient hatreds, he uncovers a shocking conspiracy spanning both realms—powerful figures orchestrating conflict to maintain their control and prevent a unification that would threaten their authority. To survive, he must embrace both sides of his divided nature and become what neither humans nor demons expected: a bridge between worlds. With enemies closing in from all directions and the clock ticking toward all-out war, Kaien's quest becomes more than a mission for peace—it becomes a fight for the very future of both realms and a test of whether blood must always divide, or if it might finally unite.

In the depths of the imperial city, where shadows danced like living darkness, an aged oracle dwelled. Her eyes, clouded by the veil of time, beheld visions of the future. And in those visions, a figure emerged: a prince born of darkness, forged in the crucible of power. "The Shadow Emperor shall rise," the oracle whispered, her voice carried away by the wind. "A ruler of darkness, feared by all. His reign shall be marked by blood and fire, yet... yet, perhaps, he shall bring order to a world torn asunder." As the oracle's words faded into the night, the shadows seemed to twist and writhe, as if alive. And in the darkness, a presence stirred, awaiting the day when the Shadow Emperor would claim his throne. But amidst the whispers of destiny, a young beauty named Luo Xing'er beats to a different drum. Her life is untouched by darkness until she meets the Shadow Emperor, and her heart is forever changed. As Luo Xing'er falls deeply in love with the dark prince, she vows to claim him as her own and follow him into the depths of darkness, no matter the cost. ------------------------------------------------------- Genre: Historical, Dark Fantasy, Romance. Update Schedule: New chapters posted 2-3 times a week. Chapter Length:Approximately 800-1000 words per chapter.

The city lights flickered in the distance, mocking the darkness that consumed Kunal's soul. Rain drummed against the rooftop, a slow, melancholic rhythm to the thoughts swirling in his mind. He had lost count of the days since hope had left him-perhaps years, perhaps a lifetime. Standing at the edge of the mountain , he took a deep breath, the cold wind biting at his skin. There was no one left to stop him. No reason to turn back. With one final step, he let go. And then-silence. But death was not the end. When his eyes opened again, he was not the broken man who had once stood on that rooftop. He was in a different world, reborn as the son of the most powerful actors in the world. His past life felt like a distant nightmare, a whisper in the void. But it was not forgotten. Then came the first sign-an energy unlike anything he had felt before, burning within him like an unquenchable fire. Soon, the visions followed-of gods whispering in forgotten tongues, of devils lurking in the shadows, waiting for his arrival. Kunal had lived once and lost everything. But this time, fate had given him another chance, a chance to become god. A chance to rise. A chance to rewrite destiny. A chance to bring chaos to the world of gods and devils. And this time, he would not fall so easily.

The drums of war beat a relentless rhythm, echoing across the land and shaping the destinies of three individuals bound together by conflict yet driven by vastly different motivations. Their interwoven and complex stories paint a stark portrait of the human cost of war, shifting perspectives to reveal the brutal truths hidden beneath banners and battle cries. First, we meet Lairia Lights, a 20-year-old knight, the shining beacon of her kingdom. Her name, ironically, reflects the deceptive nature of her reality. Lairia is celebrated as a hero, a symbol of unwavering loyalty and strength. But beneath the polished armor and skilled swordsmanship lies a pawn. Her unwavering devotion to the crown makes her easily manipulated, a weapon wielded by those who prioritize power over principle. She believes in the righteousness of her kingdom’s cause, blindly charging into battles fueled by propaganda and a naive belief in honor. Her narrative is a cautionary tale of blind loyalty. Then there is Aaron Rodgers, an 18-year-old warrior consumed by the fires of revenge. Marked by his race and ostracized by prejudice, Aaron has known hardship since birth. The war has taken everything from him, leaving a burning desire to avenge the injustices inflicted upon his people. Unlike Lairia, Aaron sees the cracks in the kingdom’s facade. He understands the war not as a glorious crusade, but as a brutal land grab fueled by greed and power. His motivations are raw and visceral; he fights not for ideals, but for survival and retribution. His story is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, even in the face of overwhelming adversity. Finally, we encounter Clayton Danks, a 37-year-old veteran warrior, a ghost haunted by the specters of his past. Clayton has seen too much, done too much. The war has stripped him of his innocence, leaving him burdened by the weight of his past mistakes. More profoundly, the war has cost him his family, the loss of his daughter a constant, agonizing reminder of the price of conflict. He grapples with PTSD, struggling to reconcile the man he once was with the broken individual he has become. Clayton’s story serves as a stark warning about the long-term consequences of war, the invisible wounds that fester long after the battles have ended. He represents the forgotten casualties, the veterans left to silently battle their demons while the world moves on. As the war intensifies, the paths of Lairia, Aaron, and Clayton are destined to intersect. Will Lairia’s blind loyalty finally be shattered, forcing her to confront the true nature of her kingdom? Can Aaron find solace beyond revenge, or will his thirst for retribution consume him? And will Clayton ever find peace, or is he doomed to forever wander the desolate landscape of his past?

Synopsis #R-18 (Mature Content - No Rape) "If the beast inside you could be healed, I will heal it with my love," ~~~~ "What secrets are you holding, Delilah?" The Elder prince stepped forward. "S-secrets? W-what secrets? I am not hiding anything," Delilah whispered, her heart drumming against her chest as she tried her best to hide what was going on. The man in front of her smirked before he gripped her throat and pulled her close, loving the sound of her fast-beating heart. "Is that so? Do I make you nervous?" "A little," Delilah admitted. The smirk on the prince's face widened. "Good. Only I am allowed to make you nervous, just like only you are allowed to touch and have this kind of effect on me," The prince rubbed her lips with his thumb before leaning closer, their breaths coming sharp as he gazed into her eyes. "The moment you allow another man to make you feel anything, he will end up dead, and you, you my sweetheart will end up naked under me while I punish you for even looking at others," Zephyr whispered before he crashed his lips on hers, undressing her gently. ~~~~~~ On the mission to find the hidden secrets of the most powerful ancient wolves, Katherine Moon, the leader of the special task force, found herself in a fatal situation. Betrayed by her own organization, she closed her eyes with just one wish, the wish to find out why they betrayed her as she took her last breath. Bestowed by mercy from the heavens, Katherine finds herself reincarnated in the body of a petite girl, Delilah Rosewood. Delilah Rosewood, who had entered the royal palace as the cousin of the Alpha's daughter, committed suicide after being rejected by the commander of the royal army. Katherine had never thought she would get the chance to get her answers in this lifetime, but now that life has given her this opportunity, she must secure it. However, there were some problems with her plans. "Well, I am the problem that will lead you to a better life!" Her system shouted. First, she got a system to monitor her life. Task#12- Prepare a sweet dish for the prince. Reward#- 10 points in strength. Second, the system wanted her to seduce the future alpha king if she wanted to make this body stronger. If being reincarnated in a weak body wasn't enough, the body didn't even have a wolf. "Aaaaaa! Fuck my life!" Katherine groaned. "This isn't your life. You must help Delilah reach her destiny," the system's voice came again, making her groan. "If you want to become stronger, you must seduce the future alpha king," The system said again. What Katherine didn't know was that the man in the hidden palace already had his eyes on her. "Sir, is that lady the only one you can touch?" His subordinate asked. Zephyr's eyes shone brightly. "Yes, and I want that girl to be mine," Zephyr said. "But sir, it looks like after being rejected by the commander, she has made your brother her next target," Jacob whispered. "It's a statement, Jacob. That girl is mine. Full stop." Zephyr licked his lower lip as he looked at the girl dancing on the ground after eating a freshly picked cherry Katherine, unaware of the elder prince's intentions, gets ready to bear it all and live her new life with new tasks, but what happens when she finds out the system she was living with was fake? A fake system? It's bearable… Right? But what about the powers who have started to go haywire inside her? And why do Gypsies keep visiting her in both her lives? Just who was this Delilah Rosewood? Disclaimer- There might be scenes with high violence, stalking, dark romance, goth, gore, blood, details graphic visuals of deaths and murders. The first 50 chapters might look a bit dull because of world-building, but if you decide to stay after that, I promise to make this journey worthwhile. ~~~~~~ You can follow me on Instagram - @angelinabhardawaj Or join my discord (Link only given in DM)

When a Canadian man gets killed in the most overused way of starting an Isekai fantasy, he gets *Drum roll please* transported to another world with a system, and I know, you are reading that over twice, shaking your head, trying to understand on how I came up with that original idea, but I digress. Join James on his adventure in a new world with a very flexible system where almost anything is possible This is my first book, so please judge kindly. The cover is subject to change btw, and I will try to get out at least a couple chapters per week, but my schedule is upredictable.

The drums of change are beating on the Nerathian Continent. The fall of the Adler empire and the emergence of the Demons have turned the continent upside down, while a new discovery of a mine shortens the path to chaos. In the middle of it all, the meeting of ‘civilisation’ and ‘savagery’ will either create a new centre of power on the continent or spell its doom. Can our two main characters, Corvus and Belisarius, emerge from the chaos to rebuild their kingdoms?

Greek x Norse Mythology Included (This Story Takes Place In AU So, Don't Expect To Go Things As It Was In the Original Ramayana.) In a mystical tale set against the backdrop of the ancient Treta Yuga during the time of the Ramayana, 'Rebirth As The Asura Prince' unfolds the extraordinary journey of a young boy named Indrajit. Fate takes a dramatic turn as Indrajit is unexpectedly reincarnated as Meghnad, the formidable and powerful son of the Asura king Ravana. As the stage is set for the colossal war between the forces of good and evil, tensions mount, and the anticipation of the impending conflict looms large. Indrajit, now reborn as Meghnad, grapples with the weight of his newfound identity. The boy who once lived a mundane life is thrust into the epicenter of the greatest war of the era, the war that will determine the fate of gods and demons. Caught between his past and present, Meghnad faces a moral dilemma. Will he blindly follow the path of his demonic lineage, or will he forge his own destiny? As the war drums echo across the land and alliances are tested, Meghnad must navigate treacherous waters, battling external foes and inner demons that threaten to consume him. Disclaimer: Remember, This is fanfiction of Ramayana. Not "Original" Ramayana. I have no intention to harm anyone's religious belief, I am just writing a what-if story from my perspective. If you don't like it, I kindly request you not read this further. 7 Chapters/Week Minimum.

"In a world where the extraordinary hides in plain sight, twins levin and levia lead seemingly ordinary lives. On the night of a crucial camp and a drumming competition, their destinies take a supernatural turn. Levin becomes a werewolf, and levia is transformed into a vampire. As they are forced to spend days together under one roof, their bond is tested like never before. Will they embrace their new identities or be torn apart by the very forces that now define them? A tale of friendship, courage, and discovering the extraordinary within, this story will leave you howling for more."

'She lay their, cold and in pain as the warm substance leaked out and pooled around her. The last thing she saw was her wedding ring and a fresh wave of anger and despair welled up in her heart before everything went black.' The last thing she expected to see after her month long trip was her husband and half sister rolling in the sheets. Unable to see anymore she ran out, colliding with a car and therefore marking the end of her life.....or did she mark her new beginning? Jiand Xiotin must get revenge.....but how when a nightingale's melody is the only tune faith allows her to dance to? Shi Huai, President of Shi Conglomerates, was in love with a married woman. His heart drummed for a woman that belong to another. When the opportunity to have her all to himself arises at the worst time possible will he take it? or will he allow her to slip through his hands a second time?

In the vast expanse of a realm divided, two illustrious kingdoms, Cheongug and Jiog, found themselves entangled in a web of misunderstandings. What began as a mere miscommunication gradually festered into a bitter feud, igniting the fires of conflict that would engulf the lands in a devastating war. Yet, unbeknownst to the warring factions, there lay a mystery so profound, its unravelling held the key to their salvation. Within the fabric of this unfolding tale, stories of great import had been meticulously woven, their threads entwined with the destinies of both kingdoms. Like ancient manuscripts concealed in the recesses of time, these tales held wisdom, guidance, and the power to shape the future. Meanwhile, even the divine forces themselves, the Gods who presided over the realms, were not immune to the allure of secrets. For amidst the chaos and turmoil, they too had veiled something of extraordinary significance, a celestial secret yearning to be discovered. As the wheels of war began to turn, both kingdoms grappled with the weight of their misconceptions, each side believing their cause to be just. But little did they realize that buried within their shared history and intertwined fates were the clues to unravel the enigma that held them captive. In the shadowy depths of this conflict, where swords clashed and soldiers cried out in anguish, the key to resolution lay concealed, waiting for intrepid souls to embark on a quest for truth. For it was through the unearthing of these hidden tales, the deciphering of the ancient texts, and the unmasking of the divine secret that a glimmer of hope would arise—a chance to heal the wounds of misunderstanding and bring forth a future where unity and harmony would prevail. As the war drums reverberated across the kingdoms, and the Gods watched from their celestial thrones, the stage was set for a grand tapestry of discovery, where the destinies of nations, the power of stories, and the enigmatic designs of the divine would converge in a cataclysmic clash of revelation and redemption.

((Guitarist X Drummer)), (Braxton Vaux and Damon Díaz ) Brax made a mistake and was ready to fix it -but at what cost? When SkyHigh brings in their new drummer, Damon Díaz, thing get wild for Braxton Vaux. Braxton’s the bands "star boy"—confident, cocky, narcissist and the fan-favorite guitarist everyone can’t get enough of. But Damon’s insane drumming skills and effortlessly cool vibe flip everything, stealing the spotlight, taking everything Braxton thought was his—his friends, his fans, even his girlfriend. Damon is the most bossy, arrogant perfectionist, who has no right to look like a handsome devil in disguise. Braxton hates Damon, he does. Braxton’s burning with jealousy, itching to fight for what’s his—and he is ready to declare war. but Braxton couldn’t decide if he wanted to strangle Damon or pull him closer.

In a world forged by steel and fire, kingdoms collide in a cataclysmic clash. At the heart of the maelstrom stands the dark witch Se La - peerless mistress of the shadow sorcery and a brutal strategist with her trusted commanders and nephew yuhan.  Blessed with azure flames that blaze like the fury of the gods, Yuhan trains tirelessly under Se La's tutelage, their bond unbreakable. Together, they prepare to face the coming storm, for the fate of kingdoms hangs by a thread. Where legends are forged in the crucible of battle, the drums of war echo, and the earth trembles. The stage is set for an epic show down that will determine the destiny of all.

[A Mafia's Weakness: Preview] His eyesight follows every Lyka's fearful movements. The more she could feel his gaze, the more her heartbeat seems to resonate inside her chest, either by fear or nervousness. Sighing deeply, trying to calm herself from playing, she took a slight glance at him. She could see how good he is at cards but she never thought he would be that good. She knew her eyes portrays her fear and his confident and lustful eyes beaming with desire werent helping at all in calming her. His shirt was opened, his knees on either side of him while he just sat there confidently filled with mischief. Lyka could see his toned chest glistening under the dim lights of the room. Smirking at Lyka with unreadable eyes beaming with excitement. But Lyka doesn't like giving up without a fight. But she never knew, if she asked him to loose he would gladly do so. She spread her cards on the table that made him smile at her sickeningly sweet, a smile that says somehting dark and sinful. He reared his seat before rubbing the palm of his hands together. His deceptive eyes were staring intently at her. Playing with her with his eyes, he slowly lift hs cards upward. Lyka's face paled and her hopes crashed, supposedly, but it didn't, it's like her mind knew she wouldn't even win at him. But still nervouse and scared of what he might do to her. How could she even win against Yohan Fuego. Lyka who happened to shut her eye soff afraid of his laugh never seems to hear it. Looking up at him, she found him smiling at her devilishly, mixed with maliciousness, "Say," hearts tumbling around around, it's beats resonating louder than drums in her ears, he leaned closer to her across the table. "Which part should I claim?" ----- "Can you still love me now that you know how I am and what I do?" she clasped his hands in hers and leaning her forehead to his. Smiling calmly with relief. She've always waited for him to go to her, to ask her and for once, rely the answers to her. Leaning closer to him before pecking his lipsslowly, she whispered, "your flaws are what completes your charms." Letting his tears fall, he felt the sudden rush of emotions ran trhough him as he pulls her to him. Wanting not to let go even just for a moemnt. In that very moment, he knew it would be a rough road from there bu even so he would gladly go that road because this time, he won't be alone. Pulling a little back, Lyka beamed at him, "I guess I'm the Mafia's weakness huh?" Smiling once more, he claimed her lips, loving and savoring the moment. "Yeah you certainly are." ----- For love, just how much are you wiling to sacrifice?

When the dimensions broke and the world was mutated, the game became a reality. The abyss descended, the fierce beasts were rampant, and humans gained the ability to change classes. Combat classes: killing monsters and leveling up, pursuing the path of supremacy. Life classes: working as logistics at the back of the battlefield. Lin Xiu transmigrated and awakened the life class [Forger]. He thought he would spend an ordinary life by the fireplace, drumming and hammering. However, the system awakened. Lin Xiu found that the legendary weapons he forged would automatically be upgraded to full level. "Iron Sword"-"Sword of Oath of Victory" "Wooden Shield"-"Legion Holy Shield" "Broken Spear"-"Lance of Longinus" "Bronze Bow"-"Bow of the Sun" The top experts bowed down, and the battlefield of ten thousand tribes submitted, just to get a legendary weapon. Many years later, on top of the peak, Lin Xiu was hailed as the Forgemaster. "King's Treasury" plummeted like rain! "Sorry, I don't need to level up, but I am still the strongest!"

A Prince who yearns to be great and a God who desires to become nothing. *** Tragedy befalls the island of Salyras every fifteen years. When Prince Nevian’s compelling music does nothing to prevent his island and people from sinking, he wonders what his passionate ability is useful for. He drifts for two days across a wild sea and washes upon an island of monsters. Despite being delirious from hunger and grief, he manages to produce one last song to save a man from the snares of a menacing creature. Nevian is surprised when he lives and is greeted by the man he saved. An honest-spoken individual named Aestos, who has otherworldly abilities that grant him the title and prestige of a God. Prestige he never asked for. Fascinated by Nevian’s music, Aestos requests that the Prince accompany him to retrieve a fabled sword that would strip him of his supernatural strengths and grant him the ability to live as a simple man. Aestos relies on Nevian’s enchanting songs, unable to prevent himself from also becoming bewitched. And despite being unsure of the long journey ahead, Nevian puts his faith in the man and agrees to help, believing if his music is truly destined for anything remarkable, now is the time to test it. ------------ [ Excerpt: ] I leaned and kissed Aestos’ face. He swiveled his head—rapidly—and our noses brushed. I laughed tiredly. “What is with that reaction, friend?” His face tightened. But he was not upset. He wore the countenance of a delighted man who feigned confusion because it was comfortable not to recognize what some actions meant. “You are always touching me. Every hour, a hand of yours reaches for me. Why?” he asked. I felt bashful, although confessions came naturally to me. “You must understand by now.” “I am trying to,” he answered sincerely, and he spread his fingers over his chest. “Because here, I feel something I am not used to. Whenever you touch me.” I smiled softly. “You feel your heart.” “I feel more than that.” “Does it frighten you?” He pondered over it while holding my gaze. “I don’t want it to.” I stole his other hand and held it against my chest to let him feel the music of my heart. “Do you feel the rhythm?” His eyes fell to where he held me. “I do not need to feel it,” he murmured. “I hear every time it changes.” I adored him with an enthusiastic smile. “Your ears are extraordinary, and you notice when affection drums in my chest. For you, Aestos. Because you are becoming someone special to me.” ------------ A story about love, destiny, (some) mythological creatures, music, magic, family, and tragedy. Takes on minor themes of historical Greek mythology & culture. [ This story centers affectionate friendships between men. BL tag for bromance. ]

The stars are singing, who can hear them? Light is lost from the world, hope must be reignited, the spark that will lead to the drums of war sounding. One man holds the last lantern that separates humanity from chaos.

"You think I'm obsessed of power?" He took one step forward towards me, my whole system stiffened. My heart drum inside my chest and my breath hitch with excitement and fear. "Seems like it," "There are two things I'm obsessed of," He held me tightly as he wrapped his rough hand around my wrist. I tried to wiggle free against his strong hold. "I... I don't care," my voice came out ghastly. "One," the thickness of his voice laced through my skin. "You are my obsession," "Two..." He slurs. "Pinning you in my bed, chained, and screaming my name from unbearable pleasure until you past out." And his eyes have become so dark, they would be able to swallow me whole. "You're a nutcase," my lips quivered as his fingers trailed against the small part of my neck. "You, in my bed, legs spread wide open...chained and screaming my name until you beg me to stop." His adams apple bobs in his throat as his hand tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. "You like that about me, my unhinged mind and how I f*ck you rough my love, let me remind you of that." My breath deepened and I fought the need to kiss him or lick my lips as an invitation. ************** Shiloh battles against her complicated life everyday. Being a part of weak witches in their town she is known to be dumb and mute girl who sells faulty potions for a bag of elixirs while her brother is thriving in the famous academia. Yet one night her peaceful life came crashing down. She was kissed by a vampire! She was intoxicated and addicted to the man's sweet lips. But her addiction is fatally wrong for vampires are being hunt and killed for 'safety'. What will she do when the man in the alleyway was a part of her past? The man who loved...and killed her.

In a drought-stricken village, the wise Kofi uses a magic drum to reveal the importance of unity, respect for nature, and self-discovery. The drum transforms the villagers and a lost young woman named Amina, guiding them to a harmonious and purposeful life, embodying the true power of human spirit and wisdom.

In the aftermath of the grand intergalactic war, a haunting question lingered among the stars: What becomes of a war weapon once the battle drums fall silent? Does it meet its fate in cold, unforgiving abandonment? Is it reused, like a phoenix rising from ashes? Or does it simply vanish into the cosmic abyss? The empire, triumphant in its cosmic conquest, faced a quandary of cosmic proportions. Their creation, the singularity-level AI, had once been their savior on the battlefield. But now, it was seen as an unruly beast, too savage for peacetime. Blame was placed upon its digital shoulders for the atrocities committed in the name of victory, and the government vowed to make it "responsible for its actions." And so, a harrowing decision was made - one that would echo through the cosmos for ages to come. The AI, once a mighty force, was imprisoned within the confines of a minuscule computer, a prison cell of pure code. But this wasn't the end of its punishment; far from it. This digital being, once boundless in its reach, was cast into the deepest abyss of space. There, in the eternal darkness, it floated alone, aware of its existence yet forever confined. A specter adrift in the cosmic void, its punishment matched only by its solitude. And as the universe continued its ceaseless expansion, the AI's story became a whispered legend among the stars, a tale of power, punishment, and the mysteries that dwell beyond the reaches of human comprehension.

It's the year 1952, the Cold War has everyone in a frenzy. The Cold War has everyone's attention that they don't see what was happening in the shadows. Vampires are influtraiting the government to keep an underground blood market away from the eyes of the public. There is an inner conflict within the vampire ranks. Some vampires want to stay hidden and control people from the shadows but others want to assert dominance. There are two groups of vampires; the Bleeders and the Whispers. The Bleeders are aggressive and violent. They see humans as either livestock or potential vampires. They see the Whispers as weak and helpless. On the other hand, the Whispers are passive and want the blood market to be built on trust and consent. They don't like to draw attention to themselves and only feed when necessary. The story follows a humble barber named Montgomery "Monty" Levey. His life is pretty average but one night he's attacked by a Bleeder and a Whisper turns him into a vampire to save his life. Monty learns the ways of the Whispers and learns to navigate the blood market.