Once, Aurish was a land of unmatched beauty and prosperity, where dragons soared freely and the people lived in harmony with nature. But their arrogance believing themselves divine led to their downfall. The gods sent a plague that turned the infected into savage, soul-eating monsters. The kingdom fell, and the dragons, once revered, disappeared. As the plague spread beyond Aurish, neighboring kingdoms fell one by one each succumbing to the relentless tide of horror. In a desperate bid to survive, the nine kingdoms united to form the Xandorian Empire. Despite their differences, they were bound by a single purpose: to fight the growing darkness. In this new empire, every teenager reaching seventeen is conscripted to fight. Their paths as either warriors, scribes, or dragon riders chosen for them by fate. Amidst the chaos and despair, hope flickered in the heart of the Xandorian Empire, like a candle in the dark, waiting to be ignited by the courage of its people or maybe just a white haired boy. ____________________________________________ ~Any bad comment will be taken down. ~I do not own any of the pictures in this story and got them all from Pinterest. ~This is a BL. A gay novel. As in two men. Jsyk. ~I apologize if the lines are a bit off on your device. I am using an iPhone and i swear it looks ok on mine so just bare with me till I find a solution. ~If you're here thinking it's complete, sorry but it's not. HOWEVER! You can just give it a chance ;) Enjoy and thank you all for your support🌷🌷🌷

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.

For students of the Wynter Academy, the virtual world of Cytronica is the perfect after-school hangout. A private realm just for them and the local bots-no teachers, no parents. Tired of its boring ways, five students find a way to tweak its code, altering the world as creatively as they see fit. The realm has limitless potential and possibilities; letting it go to waste would be a crime. But rewriting the rules has consequences-what starts off as a fun experiment quickly becomes a dangerous situation as the once-safe world transforms into a lawless dystopia. They need to make a decision: reset the realm before the school finds out, or push its boundaries and embrace the carnage. But not all agree, and the students are forced to choose a side. And as the chaos intensifies, an all-out virtual war looms, where only the strongest can survive. A BIG THANK YOU TO EVERYONE FOR READING AND VOTING! I REALLY APPRECIATE IT! IF YOU HAVE A SECOND, I'D ALSO LOVE FOR YOU TO RATE IT ON SWOONREADS TOO. THEY OFFER PUBLISHING CONTRACTS TO A CHOSEN FEW BOOKS, AND I'D BE HONORED TO JOIN THEM! YOU CAN VOTE HERE: https://www.swoonreads.com/m/cytronica/

Everyone's a little trapped in their own heads. Cassian is the only child of very wealthy parents and has grown up being moulded to their expectations of him. He's a great son and a model student while being popular and confident and he consciously strives to be perfect, so much so that he has never even had an unscheduled moment to breathe or think and the thought of making a mistake terrifies him. Growing up in a household where he is basically the caretaker of his little brother, Theodore is plagued by anxiety that he keeps to himself as he tries to make his family look as normal as possible to people on the outside so that he will not lose his brother. When the quiet, lonely Theodore transfers to his school, Cassian cannot help gravitating towards the new kid despite the disapproval of his friends and parents. He's determined to pull Theodore out of his shell only to realise he may be in one himself.

Taka is a witch's cat, a familiar. When his owner died it was his job to find another witch, or be given to a witch, and continue that cycle for immortal years- But Taka is sick of it! This bitter cat didn't want to be the slave of witches or demons any longer. He's a cat, he deserves to be treated like royalty! But wars are always out among races and the land continues to become a bloody battlefield. Even so, in a desperate attempt to escape the fate of being a lackey, he came upon an injured warlock. - " So, if I save your ugly breath will you let me freeload until you die?" "Of course, I'd even give you a castle." くコ:彡

Completed ✔️ Would you kill for love? The world is a cruel place. Evil eyes roam around dark alleys. Malicious hands trace over the corpses of the people they killed. All of that under the clueless minds of innocent crowds, unaware that those thrown in rivers or burnt to ashes, could potentially be their relative. Samuel Thompson is your average carefree, funny and sometimes clumsy guy, but the façade he puts on doesn't change the fact that in the ignorance of his friends, he brings doom into people's life. Well, that was his job afterall. A hitman. But that same hitman didn't know that his life would shift around after a man moved into his apartment, wavering his feelings between friendship and love. Cameron Taylor started a one-sided rivalry with the main character, staying up at night, fuming at the very thought of his name, for whatever reason. But that same rivalry later turns into a passionate attachment where bloodshed was required to live on. And both of them were ready to take this oath. Warning: This book contains murder, abuse, and torture parts with sometimes explicit details and foul language. Viewer discretion is advised. [Started: 27/03/21] [Finished : 05/08/23]

"Are you going to jump off the bridge now or not?" "Are you going to stop me if I said yes?" "Of course not," "Then, what would you do?" "Probably count you off," "Wow," "Do you want me to count?" "No," "Why not?" "Because I'm not going to jump off the flippin' bridge!" *** Joshua Goldmann was seemingly the perfect boy of the perfect small town, Willowcreeks. Even so, he found himself on the edge of an abandoned bridge on one fateful night. It was supposed to be the end, not the beginning

[A HEART-RACING LGBTQ+ ROMANCE MYSTERY OF A CYBERPUNK CITY MAFIA LEADER AND A TIMID SCIENTIST WHO NEEDS HIS HELP TO FIND HIS MISSING SISTER.] Callisto's life has always been monotonous even if he's working as a researcher in a city full of neon lights and eccentric lifestyles, and he prefers it that way. That all changes however when he visits his sister in her apartment only to find her missing and all traces of her erased. When he finds a picture of a symbol on his sister's living room that he recognises, he has no choice but to go against his comfortable routine to seek Draven - the underground leader of Alatus City and someone he has vowed to leave behind in his past forever five years ago. [Image for cover is generated through Midjourney (and given permission) by @Azanthiel Thank you!]

Things take a turn in the ever-so-popular Luke Raynott's life when his night-terrors manifest into physical form as bruises and the involvement of a boy who holds his attention like a magnet. ***** In a glace, Luke Raynott is a bad influence and an arrogant playboy. Everyone wants to be like him or be with him. But the veil of reality breaks, and he wakes up with scars from his nightmares. Confused and lost, his path crosses with Ken. Kenshirou Sato, Ken, in short, is running from his past, and would rather avoid any attention. But that derails soon when he finds himself going on dates... with the notorious playboy? Sparks fly, and soon they cannot be pulled apart. But in a series of mysteries unfolding, some voodoo shit, a random case of stalking, and potential kidnapping - how typical will their romance be when nothing is as it seems? ***** [Supernatural-romance] [Warning: Graphic adult content, strong language] [Trigger: Depression] //2019 featured on Stories Undiscovered garnet list// //2020 #3 in freethelgbt//

Maybe if Thomas had lived a different life. Maybe if Mark hadn't been such a mess. Maybe it would have been different. But turning back the clock is never an option. And fixing one's mistakes is not easily done. *** "Are you not going to ask me if I'm gay?" "Your sexuality is your business". "Yeah, but..." "There are no 'but's. As long as you're okay with yourself and as long as you are not harming yourself or anyone else, who you are and who you like is none of my business". "Even if who I like is you?" "Even if who you like is me".