You've always known him. Until he became a stranger after dark. You and Caleb have been inseparable since childhood-neighbours, best friends, constants. But on the night of his eighteenth birthday, everything begins to change. Caleb grows distant, haunted, and disappears into the woods each night without explanation. When you dare to follow him, you find yourself lost... and not alone. A black wolf with amethyst eyes stalks the trees-eyes you swear you've seen before. Something ancient is stirring beneath the surface of your quiet town, and the truth may shatter everything you thought you knew-about Caleb, and yourself. Somewhere between the boy you've always loved and the creature he's becoming, your fates are bound... and it may cost you everything. ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ Editor's Note: Please note that this story is NOT based in the universe of the Love and Deepspace game. It may borrow elements here and there when necessary, but the main story is based in an alternate universe of my own creation. I do not own Caleb or any other characters from the game that may be mentioned throughout.

┎ ᵀʰᵉ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵘᵖᵖᵒˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ˢᵃᶠᵉ ˢᵖᵃᶜᵉ, ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵃʸ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉʳᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵗᵒᵒ ʳᵉᵃˡ. ┚ After being pulled into the very game you once played, you awaken in a city that shouldn't exist-watched by the people who call it home. The longer you stay, the more the lines begin to blur between the code they were built from and the reality they've built for themselves. They all know you-The Creator of their world, the woman who watched over them from above. And now that you've finally returned, they'll do anything to make sure you never leave them again. ──────✧˖°˖☆˖°˖✧────── this is being cross-posted on my ao3 @rennxie Love and Deepspace x fem!reader !Y/n and MC are NOT the same character! Love and Deepspace, the concept and characters all belong to Infold and Papergames.

After witnessing the brutal death of your mother at the hands of a vampire, you're left alone, wounded, and lost in a world filled with predators. Trapped in a violent snowstorm, hope begins to slip away, and you're fully prepared to take your final breath. When you awake, however, you find yourself face to face with Sylus-a cold, enigmatic vampire with secrets of his own-who, driven by a need he can't explain, has brought you to his secluded manor. It's a terrifying situation, yet despite having every reason to run, you find yourself trapped between fear and fascination-drawn to the very darkness you once swore to escape. As days turn to nights and fragile conversations give way to moments of quiet understanding, the line between captor and protector begins to blur. While outside threats close in-whispers in the woods, eyes in the dark-inside the manor, something softer begins to bloom: trust, healing, and a fragile bond neither of you expected. But the deeper you delve into Sylus's world, the more you question whether you're falling for the one thing you vowed to hate... and whether love is strong enough to survive the monsters closing in. ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ Editor's Note: Please note that this story is NOT based in the universe of the Love and Deepspace game. It may borrow elements here and there when necessary, but the main story is based in an alternate universe of my own creation. I do not own Sylus or any other characters from the game that may be mentioned throughout.

A Love and Deepspace Fan-fiction. Caleb Myth: Fallen Cosmos Rewritten. *** Reality feels solid-unchanging, predictable. But sometimes, there's a moment, a hesitation, when it all seems just a little too fragile. She can't shake the feeling that something is missing, as if a part of her story has been written in invisible ink. There's nothing strange about her world, and yet, the thought lingers. Maybe it's just her imagination. Or maybe, there's more to her reality than she's ever known.

They call him the Wolf King. A ruler of sharp teeth and sharper words. A man who commands fear like a weapon, and whose name is whispered in every shadowed hall. When you learn you've been promised to him - bound by an alliance forged in secrecy years before - you swear you'll never bow. Not to him. Not to anyone. But kingdoms are cages, and crowns are chains, and in the court of wolves, survival means learning to bare your own teeth. Brought to his palace of marble and firelight, you find a world of velvet smiles and daggered words, where loyalty is brittle and trust is a luxury. And Sylus? He is colder than the throne he sits upon, his crimson gaze as unreadable as the crown upon his head. Yet behind his ruthless reputation, there are cracks in the gold: fleeting glimpses of a man forged in grief and shadow, and a hunger far older than duty. You know you should fear him. Perhaps you should even hate him. But the Wolf King has been waiting - for a queen bold enough to meet his gaze, and daring enough to play his game. And once you step onto the board, there will be no retreat.

A sequel to 'When The Core Fades' ; A 'Love and Deepspace' Fanfiction A parallel universe, and a new Ania. ( Set in the same universe as Love and Deepspace - Main Story )

You were meant to die. That's what they don't tell you - not in the hospital corridors, not in the scans that show your Aether Core drifting out of sync, not even in the dreams that feel like echoes of someone else's life. But somewhere far above, in a sanctum where time doesn't touch and souls are measured in threads, your life was already marked for severing. And he was meant to be the one to cut it. Zayne, the Master of Fate - eternal, unshaken, untouched by the chaos of mortal life. He's watched countless stories end by his hand. But when your thread begins to fray, something stops him. You resist. The thread pulses. Reaches back. Now, the weave is changing. Your body is failing, your Core flickering out. But something far older than science is waking inside you. Something that calls to him. And as the laws he's lived by begin to unravel, so does the space between you. You weren't supposed to exist like this. And he... wasn't supposed to care.

You were born to silk and ceremony. A princess bound by etiquette, by duty, by the suffocating weight of a crown you never asked to wear. Beyond the palace walls, the city whispers of lantern-lit markets and moonlit nights - of freedom you've only ever dreamed of. When you slip past the gates one evening, you don't expect to find him: a ragged, soft-eyed boy begging in the shadows. He should mean nothing to you. Yet every stolen glance, every secret meeting by starlight, pulls you further from the world you've always known. He's forbidden. You're untouchable. But under the moonlight, none of that seems to matter. And soon, you'll have to choose: the crown you were born to wear, or the boy who's teaching you how to live.

"Love transcends the cosmos in a healer's touch." Content Warning: Violence, expected adult situations, sex. Rating: 16+ Completed.

A fanfic for Zaynes mythology chapters in love and deep space. :)