It's the year 398 of the Ninth Era, an age dominated by the Federation's authoritarian control and by the insidious influence of megacorps like Mercator Group. Human-piloted, mass-produced machines known as Frames define the battlefield, surveillance programs monitor your every move, and no one alive remembers what it was like before it got this way. It's in this tightly-wound, bloody ecosystem that four lives collide. The Knife, a mob enforcer with the ability to bend matter, ends up a courier for a piece of tech she's been trained not to ask questions about. Angela, a Frame Pilot Specialist with the Ministry of State Affairs, fights for justice only to find deafening silence. Grey, her teammate, just wants to keep the squad sane. Major Falwin, their superior, investigates a crime scene and finds a Knife-shaped ghost. Nobody has all the pieces to the puzzle-not until Frames drop, guns are pointed, and the nature of reality becomes a question mark. In this new, unrelenting conflict, there won't be any winners, only more devastation.

A corrupted system that takes place in a dystopian world leads the lives of the poor. Four cities, three of them under the rule of one. Serena, a teenage girl tries to spark a change in their way of life. The weight of the world against her, obstacles in every corner. With a little help, will she be victorious? Book cover by: @shpinkledink | Tiktok: @freshratcakes Editor: @shpinkledink | Tiktok: @freshratcakes

Aezier Friscx who was conceived to be a weapon against impurities couldn't control her spirit weapon's power. After her rampage that resulted in the death of so many exorcist she was exiled to an isolated island infested with impurities along with the only person who's power is greater than her's, the only one who could defeat her when she loses control. "If you can't bring her back anymore don't hesitate to kill her" were the last order given to this person. Updates: 3 -7 days

When a cursed bangle binds Sea Drifter Ninnette to a dangerous demon, she only has three days to break the curse before it claims her life. °:•.🪸.•:° Ninnette is a Sea Drifter with the power to command water, dredging shipwrecks, and salvaging lost treasure. When she braves a sunken ship no one else dares to dive, she finds a strange clockwork bangle that binds her to an ancient curse and to the infuriating Kazi, a demon who leaves destruction wherever he goes. The moment the bangle is activated, they are hunted by a secret order led by a relentless Priestess who believes the armlet is a key to something far greater than treasure. But the true danger isn't the order. It isn't the demon Kazi. It's the curse. When Ninnette puts on the bangle, a countdown begins. If she doesn't break the curse in three days, she will die like every wearer before her. °:•.🪸.•:° She commands the sea. He is a demon who has lived for centuries. They are both bound by a curse. Only three days to survive. °:•.🪸.•:° Set in a Maritime Steampunk world, and inspired by Filipino cultures, from Spanish influence to the seafaring Sama-Bajau. This story weaves dangerous magic, high stakes, and heart-aching romance. °:•.🪸.•:° ONC 2025 Honorable Mention °:•.🪸.•:° Romantasy High Fantasy Fantasy Adventure SciFi Steampunk Fantasci Young Adult

First contact with extraterrestrials destroyed us. Enid endured the rise and collapse of the disease that had ravaged the earth seven years ago. It almost took her sanity and her life. -Planted- "This is amazing. You're really great at writing." -Fen Been sitting on this one for a long time. Enjoy a new edit! - Preview - Its strange form was silhouetted by the flickering light coming from the living room. Enid let out a soft gasp, stopping herself from screaming, and immediately backed up to get out of the creature's vision. It had already turned around, its large faceted eyes surveying her. It held up its hands and glanced toward the living room as she stumbled back into her room and slammed the door shut. She listened to the clicking of the thing's feet as it moved into the living room and back to her door. "Get out!" she yelled through the door, scurrying over to her bed and grabbing up her revolver. When she moved back to the door, she could hear some soft tapping but it wasn't the sound of it walking away. She screamed again. "Get out!" No response. Enid took a deep breath and slowly pulled the door open before swinging it wide and lifting her gun up to aim at the thing's chest. The creature backed up a step, lifting its clawed hands, one of which was holding a white screened tablet. Enid took another step forward, forcing the thing to take a step backward as it slowly moved the tablet toward her. "Out," she growled, ready to squeeze the gun's trigger. The thing pressed the device toward her and she finally glanced down at it. It had printed on the bright screen in capital, black letters: FRIEND