When Light Breaks Series
2 stories
When Light Breaks (WIP) by Samuel_Sabile
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In a world where power is dictated by the color of your eyes, survival means knowing your place in the system. Jun Iñigo Halvane is an ordinary man-until everything he knows about himself shatters. Time bends, memory distorts, and his existence is thrust into chaos. He's no longer just a worker in a corporate factory; he's something far more dangerous-and he doesn't even know it. Elara Veyne, codename Vigil-9, is Everreach Solutions' enforcer. She's the corporate blade, cutting down anyone who threatens the delicate order she's sworn to uphold. When an unregistered powered individual-an aberrant-slips through the cracks, Elara doesn't hesitate. It's not personal. It's survival. The system she's bound to can't afford a single crack. As Jun's reality unravels, Elara is sent to silence him before the chaos he's unleashed can destroy everything. But in the end, the greatest threat may not be the aberrants. It's the dark truth about what they've all become-and the ruthless machine keeping them in line. You can't outrun what they made you to be.
No Fire Alone by Samuel_Sabile
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They didn't erase her. They buried her. Once a systems engineer deep within the walls of Veylor Dynamics, she uncovered something she was never meant to find. Within hours, her identity was deleted. Her body was dismantled. Her humanity, stripped and rewritten into something cold, mechanical, and obedient-a living weapon built to burn. But fire remembers. And when a fracture in her programming sets her free, she escapes into a city that no longer recognizes her. Alone. Unnamed. Haunted by memories too fragmented to hold and violence she never chose. In the shadows of Port Glynn, where ash falls like snow and silence carries weight, she meets someone who doesn't run. Someone who sees the person beneath the scorched exterior. As the hunt closes in and her past claws toward the surface, she begins to ask the unthinkable: What if the weapon they made still remembers the woman they buried? Among the broken, she finds others like her-scarred, surviving, and unwilling to let the fire consume them alone.