Once a devoted monk, now exiled and nameless, Sanwu walks through the ruins of a world he helped break. Branded The Unbound, haunted by dreams that aren't his own, he alone hears the bells that no longer ring. When a girl with a cursed spirit crosses his path, and a child who whispers to ghosts begins to follow, Sanwu finds himself at the heart of a growing storm. Relic hunters chase echoes of power. A death cult rises in the ashes. And the War God he once released threatens to rise again. To stop it, Sanwu must sacrifice more than his past. He must decide if redemption is worth becoming no one at all. A quiet, spiritual fantasy about memory, guilt, and the weight of names. When the bells call again, will he answer? A Korean-inspired dark fantasy.

Some memories refuse to die. Some are all that's left. Waking alone in the irradiated wilds of postwar Korea, Jiho carries nothing but a worn pendant, a malfunctioning Pip-Boy, and a memory too fractured to trust. As he searches for answers in a land divided by three warring factions, the Iron Dominion, the Painted Vale, and the Radiant Dawn, Jiho must walk the edge between myth and machinery, violence and silence. Haunted by remnants of a vanished family and pursued by ghosts in power armor, Jiho uncovers traces of a prewar initiative known only as Sangdo: a secret archive buried beneath ash and ruins. But memory is dangerous, and the truth, once awakened, refuses to sleep again. In a land where everyone fights to shape the future, Jiho must decide whether to remember, to forget, or to burn it all down. Set in the ruins of post-apocalyptic Korea, this Fallout story blends familiar themes with a hauntingly original setting.

After a flagrant display of cosmic irreverence, Elizabeth Evans is left adrift. With no place to call home. No plan for the future. Only a useless college degree, lingering substance abuse issues, and a penchant for burnout. When a childhood friend offers her a chance to start fresh in the sleepless city, Ellie does what any hopeless soul with nothing left to lose would do; she takes it and doesn't look back. Life in New York City is more complicated than this small town girl could have ever imagined. And it would seem the gods have a few more tricks left up their sleeves. Ellie finds herself torn between two worlds. Between her growing feelings for two enigmatic men. Between her wanton desires and lifelong ambitions to finally make something of her sad, little life. The scales must be weighed. Between lust or power. Between desire or reason. Between getting what she wants or doing what's expected of her. She must also ask if those are really the only options. What if she wants more? What if she wants it all? And what is she willing to do to get it? To find out, Ellie must confront not only her past, but the deepest parts of herself. Neither the universe, the city, nor these two annoyingly handsome men are going to make it easy. And only two things are certain; the gods certainly have a sense of humor and the heart wants what it wants. (A New Romantics Novel: Book One)

She moaned low and breathy, like something just beneath a prayer. The sound didn't seem coy. It felt possessed. Jacob stumbled back behind a tree, his pulse hammering in his throat. His lips ajar. He didn't even remember breathing. The crucifix beneath his shirt felt like ice against his chest. He gripped it anyway. The metal biting into his palm. He told himself he hadn't seen what he saw. ************* In Little Harmonie, purity is worshiped, sin is hunted, and witches burn. Father Jacob should condemn Delilah. Instead, he craves her. Her beauty tempts him, her power unsettles him, and her darkness feels too much like his own. But the deeper he falls, the uglier the truth bleeds out: the town is rotten, the sermons are lies, and the real monsters don't lurk in the woods. They wear holy robes. In a place that calls itself pure, obsession is holy, and love is the most dangerous curse of all.

[Will be continued from the last week of November] Book #1 in the Unholy Series ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── "I hate you more than you will ever be able to feel," she whispered, her lips brushing against mine-just slightly, but enough to send chills down my spine. "I-I..." Her grip around my throat tightened just slightly, her long veiny fingers digging into my skin. I wanted to say something-anything-to apologize, but my voice failed me. And before I could even think or utter a single word to calm her down, she jerked me toward her with surprising force, and her lips crashed onto mine. The kiss wasn't gentle-no, it was consuming, like she was trying to claim my very soul with just her lips. And God, I'd be damned if I said I didn't enjoy every second of her hatred-because I did. ♡ 🎧 This story has a playlist - [Listen on Spotify] https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1zIEG6HXQccSdVGyrsu2fj?si=AoWJBMC-RHymLN4xGzUxYw&pi=bsnsqVdESRucG

Her love is a weapon. It's killed before. And this time, she's sworn it won't happen again. Everyone at Blackthorn University thinks Kara is just another human girl juggling midterms, frat parties, and overpriced lattes. No one suspects the truth: that she's a Phoenix shifter, hiding in plain sight in a world ruled by werewolves and lycans. Even her closest friends don't know the fire simmering beneath her skin. But Kara isn't just hiding from them, she's hiding from fate. From the one thing she dreads more than anything else: her mate. She's done letting her love be a death sentence. She won't survive another loss. The scars she bears run deeper than flesh. So when Ryker, the dangerously magnetic lycan General, realizes Kara is his fated mate, she does exactly what she swore she would. She pushes him away. Again. And again. And again. But lycans don't walk away from their mates. And Ryker? He's dominant, possessive, and utterly relentless. He's a storm she can't outrun, a flame that won't go out. And every heated glance, every stolen moment, threatens to shatter the walls she's spent years building. As secrets ignite and her past begins to unravel, Kara must face the truth: Can she let herself love again, knowing it could destroy them both? Or will her lies-and the deadly curse entwined with her love-be the very thing that dooms them forever?

When Clover crosses paths with a charming bard, she's quickly swept into one of his schemes gone wrong. Forced into an unlikely partnership, Clover and August must navigate a spiral of trouble that only grows deeper, and sooner or later, it's bound to catch up with them.

In 2035, justice has become a spectacle, and Rebecca is the newest player in Live, the world's most infamous reality show. The rules are simple: win over the audience with your social media posts or face deadly battles in the arena, broadcast live for the world to see. Rebecca doesn't know how to navigate this brutal mix of survival and performance. Then she meets Reese, a self-made pop icon whose charisma and cunning have made him a fan favorite. At first, he offers her an alliance. But as the show pushes them to their limits, their bond shifts into dangerous territory, caught between attraction, strategy, and betrayal. Now they face something neither expected: genuine, raw emotion, exposed before an audience hungry for degradation. In Live, where love is just another weapon, their connection might save them or break them beyond repair. --- This story starts quiet. It doesn't stay that way. The more you read, the more violent, twisted, and unhinged it becomes. If you're under 18 or looking for comfort, don't read this. --- What to Expect: • A character-driven psychological thriller • Slow-burn, emotionally intense romance • Morally gray leads and manipulation games • Surveillance, control, and emotional warfare • Less action mechanics, more internal conflict and power shifts A story about performance, punishment, and the dangerous desire to be seen.

❝𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.❞ 𝘈𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭'𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘺. 𝘡𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯'𝘴. 𝘏𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳.𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥. 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘺. Solène Marceau thought love would save her. Instead, it swallowed her whole. Ansel Laurent doesn't love―he consumes. His touch... a burn. His words... a leash. His presence... a suffocation. His love... a slow and painful death. She should have run the first time his grip tightened, the first time his whispered words curled around her throat like a promise of things to come. But she didn't. And now, he won't let her go. Zavien Amato was supposed to be her escape... his unrequited love fueling his desire to protect her, the one person who saw the girl beneath the wreckage, the one who would tear the world apart to pull her from the fire. But Ansel isn't just the fire―he is the burning. And if Solène dares to run, if she dares to reach for a life without him, he will drag her back into the dark with bloody hands and a smile. She is his. And... If he can't have her... no one can.

[Completed✔] Just days before Halloween - the biggest deal in the spooky town of Gloom Hollows, sisters Jane and Kim Winston find themselves entangled in the disappearance of six girls at their high school. With the help of her best friend, Steve Randle - Jane must uncover the dark secrets behind a similar disappearance from over twenty years ago. And yes, Dallas Winston is your daddy in this story x