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Vessel of Shadows

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7
wisp_novels · 50.1K Views

Breaking Shadows

In a world where some people seem to have it all—success, love, and happiness—there are others who struggle endlessly, trapped in cycles of failure, pain, and disappointment. This is the story of Naomi, a woman in her 30s, a single mother of two, who believed that the darkness in her past had cursed her future. Despite all her efforts, life seemed to work against her. Failed businesses, heartbreaks, betrayals, and endless struggles haunted her, while her peers moved forward in life. But when she turned to God and Jesus Christ, she discovered a truth more powerful than any generational curse: faith, redemption, and divine breakthrough. Her rise was so dramatic that people around her couldn’t believe it. Whispers spread—Had she joined a secret cult? Had she sold her soul for success? Naomi’s battle was far from over, but this time, she had God on her side. Naomi had always felt like she was running a race she was never meant to win. It didn’t matter how hard she tried, how many prayers she whispered at night, or how many times she picked herself up after failure—life seemed determined to hold her back. It wasn’t just bad luck. It felt like a force beyond her control, an unseen hand that slammed every door in her face. Growing up, Naomi had witnessed the strange rituals of her parents—chants whispered at midnight, strange objects buried in their backyard, warnings about spirits and unseen forces that required sacrifice. Her mother had called it "ancestral protection," but Naomi had always felt uneasy. As she grew older, she distanced herself from their practices, but the weight of their legacy followed her. No matter how much she prayed, no matter how hard she worked, nothing ever seemed to go right. At 34, she found herself staring at the peeling walls of her tiny apartment, eviction notices piling up on the counter. Her two children, blissfully unaware, slept in the next room. She had tried everything—jobs, businesses, relationships—yet every effort crumbled before her eyes. Meanwhile, her friends and former colleagues thrived. They bought houses, traveled the world, and celebrated promotions while she struggled just to survive. She had begun to believe what she feared most: She was cursed. The thought haunted her, pressing on her chest like a weight she couldn’t lift. If her parents had invited something dark into their lives, had it attached itself to her? Had she inherited a battle she never chose? Desperate, Naomi dropped to her knees on the cold floor. Tears blurred her vision as she whispered a prayer she had never spoken so earnestly before. "God, if You’re real… if You’re listening… help me. Break this curse. I can’t do this anymore." For the first time, the silence didn’t feel empty. It felt like something—or Someone—was listening. And that was the moment everything changed.
Petra_Bockle · 2.1K Views

Shadows of Eldralor

Title: The Thief of Silver and Souls In the shadows of a kingdom where silver is prized above all and souls can be traded like coins, Zia Renaud is a name that strikes fear and fascination. Known as the Thief of Silver and Souls, she's a daring rogue with a hidden purpose: to avenge the family that was taken from her and to unravel the mystery of her origins. But Zia's latest heist comes with an unexpected twist. When she steals an ancient silver amulet rumored to bind souls, she finds herself entangled with Leon, a cursed prince whose spirit is trapped within the amulet, and Alaric, a mysterious and charming rival thief with secrets of his own. Together, they must navigate a world filled with dangerous magic, underground markets, and ruthless sorcerers—all while racing to uncover the truth behind the amulet's powers and to keep their own dark pasts from consuming them. As alliances blur and passion ignites, Zia will face the ultimate choice: protect her own freedom, or save the souls of those she's come to care for. --- Characters: 1. Zia Renaud The Thief of Silver and Souls. A fearless and witty master thief with a knack for outsmarting anyone who gets in her way. Though she's quick with a blade and quicker with her words, she guards her past closely. Zia is driven by a desire for revenge and freedom, hiding a heart more compassionate than she lets on. 2. Leon Elara The Cursed Prince. Once heir to the throne, Leon's spirit has been bound to a powerful amulet that Zia steals. Trapped and unable to move beyond the amulet's reach, Leon is both Zia's reluctant ally and a source of hidden wisdom, with knowledge of dark magic and court secrets. He carries a tragic history and a hope for redemption. 3. Alaric Draven The Rival Thief. Mysterious, charming, and equally skilled, Alaric has crossed paths with Zia before, and their tension is electric. While he keeps his motives guarded, he's drawn to Zia's fire and the danger that surrounds her. Alaric has ties to the kingdom's criminal underworld and harbors his own reasons for seeking the amulet. 4. Madame Seraphine The Soul Broker. A powerful sorceress who traffics in rare magic and lives off stolen souls. She's the dark force behind the amulet's creation and has a personal vendetta against Zia. Manipulative and vengeful, she'll stop at nothing to reclaim what Zia has taken. 5. Emory Gray The Healer. A gentle but skilled healer who helps Zia after a close escape. Emory has a surprising knowledge of ancient magic, and though he avoids conflict, he becomes a steadfast ally in Zia's quest. His presence in the story adds a balance of calm and support. 6. Lady Isolde The Noblewoman. Once close to Leon, Lady Isolde is now a powerful figure in the royal court, respected for her intelligence and rumored to be ruthless. She has her own reasons for getting involved with Zia's journey, and her loyalty is never quite clear, making her a mysterious and unpredictable presence.
Joestassy · 26.4K Views

SHADOWS OF THE HEART

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.
Amzy_Bella · 2.3K Views
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