The Blood King is dead. The kingdom should finally know peace. Instead, the shadows he left behind are beginning to move. Forced into a new existence she never wanted, Celeste struggles to find her place within House Voss while navigating the terrifying realities of immortality. As old wounds heal and fragile happiness begins to take root, an unseen threat quietly gathers beyond the castle walls. Because some legacies do not die with the men who created them. And some mistakes refuse to stay buried. As secrets from the past emerge and enemies draw closer, Celeste, Elias, and Silas will discover that surviving the Blood King was only the beginning. The throne was never the danger. What it left behind was.

𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞 With barely twenty-five years, she's the youngest head of Blackveil Legal, London's most prestigious law agency. Having mastered the art of an unforgiving pokerface early, she causes even the mightiest of men to writhe uncomfortably under her cold gaze, trembling for forgiveness she will never offer. They do not know the truth. They do not know that she has sticky blood dripping off her sharp nails, staining her black heart. Because she effortlessly hides it like a secret made to be forgotten, playing the entire city in the process, like it's merely another piece on her board. After all, they do not call her 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 behind closed doors for nothing. 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 Leaving a trail of blood and empty souls behind everywhere he goes, he is hell's coldest threat, equally feared and sought after. They say he's the calmness to hell's chaos, a silent voice echoing louder than any shout. In a world without rules, his word is law. And no sane soul would ever attempt to interfere, because they do know the truth. They do know that he holds a buried past over his tainted heart. They do know that his calmness is a well-made façade, and fear the moment it's relentlessly torn to pieces. Because once it shatters, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐡 may fully be unleashed. 𝐈𝐧 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐈𝐧 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. In the darkest of nights, a dangerous deal is made, forged in blood and carved into skin. One may live, the other shall die. And it was in this moment that a destructive legacy woven in stars unfurled. Because two souls had set eyes on each other and would burn everything in their forbidden waltz, including themselves.

Jack is searching for the father he never knew. But the sea he steps into is ruled by one curse. Captain Jainings, the ruthless pirate obsessed with finding the legendary treasure Tears of the Sea. His name alone makes warriors kneel. In this chaos, Jack crosses paths with Robin, the fearless Warrior of Warriors, a fighter powerful enough to challenge Jainings himself. Treasure. Blood. Secrets. Three destinies collide on the same ocean. Will Jack find his father? Will Robin rise as a legend? Or will Captain Jainings destroy them both before the truth is revealed? "Let's find the truth behind Treasure Island, before it finds us. The Tears Of Sea pirates Love and Sea curse

Shortlisted in Muse Awards. "He thought he was the hunter. He didn't know she had nothing left to lose." Trapped within the dark, looming walls of Vaelhorst Palace, Aethelgard is a captive surrounded by enemies. Her survival depends entirely on the mercy of Malakor-a ruthless, hyper-vigilant Dark Lord whose very name strikes terror across the kingdoms. Separated from everything she knows by the treacherous, ink-black waters of The Mourning Tides, escape seems completely impossible. But Malakor underestimates the girl in his shadows. Before sending her to the Dark Lord, the sinister witch known as Pale Marrow ripped away Aethelgard's emotions, leaving her completely hollow. Malakor expects a terrified prisoner, but instead, he faces a mind completely untethered by fear, panic, or mercy. As a dangerous, slow-burn game of wit and proximity unfolds between captive and captor, the lines between hatred and curiosity begin to blur. Aethelgard must use her cold, emotionless clarity to dismantle Malakor's court from the inside-before the magic fades and her feelings come rushing back. A dark fantasy romance filled with royal intrigue, psychological tension, and a toxic power dynamic that will burn down an empire.

You realize one day you don't belong to yourself. How does it feel? Thomas MacMillan, your average straight-A good boy, is serving a sentence for being his parents' perfect son. That is, until a bizarre supernatural college scoops him up. And then? Man-eating monsters. Cosmic glitches. Shady institutional secrets. Hideous heart issues. One time-travelling psycho. The term has just started, boy. ... Puppeteered by his controlling parents, all Thomas MacMillan thought he wanted to do was get into an elite university. But when a strange email shows up one morning, he never thought that would punch a hole through his reality. Or that all the colleges would cut him off at once. They call it MacMillan College. And Tom belongs to them. As a freshman in MacMillan College, Tom thinks he's found freedom. Life. But he soon realizes that this place is married to chaos. Hey. Wait. His roommate's heart is withering away. Hey. Wait. One of their classmates is a man-eating monster. Hey. Wait. His childhood bestie Mary Herrmann is back and it comes with a flurry of unwanted feelings. But torn between volatile abilities and shady professors, dirty secrets and life-threatening scenarios, those feelings might just be the only thing still holding him together. Welcome to MacMillan College, home to the surreal and the supernatural. Hope you all have a delightful semester. ... CONTENT WARNING: Rated R (18+) for graphic violence, strong language and heavy themes.

A win. A party to celebrate and too many drinks. And a crash-that changed everyone's lives, including the hockey captain Garret King. His friend, a fellow hockey member crashes the car, resulting in King calling 911, connecting right to their savior, a girl who's heard too many on the other side of the line. Even prank calls. But this call... is not a prank. Two years later, they crossed paths again except she changed her career. Except her career is not a career but a legacy she had to carry-she is a Moreno. And they don't quit. Blair Moreno has no clue when she, her sister (older sister) and her father go to a hockey game that Garrett's friend is the one she saved.

An assassin breaks a lifetime of conditioning in this dark fantasy inspired by The Last Airbender and Lord of the Rings. This story will also be posted on Royal Road. On a mission gone wrong, an innocent death ignites a surge of uncontrollable fire and a quest for atonement. A fugitive from the Ember Syndicate, Nina Pyre finds solace with her enemy. The Horizon Guard's troubled new recruit fights to contain her past and earn acceptance. The Syndicate will stop at nothing to reclaim their weapon and unlock her devastating power. To protect her new family, Nina must break the Syndicate's hold and turn her wildfire into a flame that lights the way forward.

"We were just passing through... weren't we?" It begins like a forgotten dream: six travelers in a van, bound by silence and shadow, headed toward a place none of them remember choosing. But when the road ends in a city that flickers like broken memory, nothing feels like coincidence. Here, buildings breathe. Time folds. And mirrors don't reflect, they remember. In this place, grief lives in doorways, and the dead aren't always the ones who linger. Each step forward unearths something lost: a child's toy in the rubble, a name carved into whispering walls, a hallway that never ends. One by one, each soul must choose, to let go or vanish with what they cannot release. But some doors don't close. And some fathers never stop searching. A surreal and elegiac descent into limbo, loss, and the thin places between life and memory, where not every soul is ready to move on... and some choose not to.

Her mother used to say she was born from the rain. The night Eilonwy came into the world, lightning veined the sky with fire, and the river beside their home rose until it kissed the doorstep. Her mother would tell her she cried as if trying to outmatch the thunder. Eilonwy never outgrew her love for storms, how the sea seemed to rebel against the sky's fury. Even as a child, she would stand barefoot on the porch, hair plastered to her cheeks, watching water slide down leaves and glass. Before she learned to speak, Eilonwy learned to listen. There was a rhythm to the world that no one else seemed to hear, the language of rain, the hum of distant thunder, and the gentle shifting of wind. To her, they were lullabies. She spent hours by the window, collecting moments the way others collected stones: a bird's call, the drip of rain, the way light folded around her fingertips. When the world grew too loud, she would close her eyes and imagine another place, one that listened back. She thought of those moments often, long after childhood had faded. In her quiet house at the edge of town, surrounded by books, herbs, and half-written stories, she sometimes caught herself humming. And on the night the Garden awoke, the rain sang louder than it ever had before.

AND JUST LIKE THE RAIN A love story between Vessel and OC in between touring, being doxxed and writing/recording Even In Arcadia. Act I: Past Self Socially-anxious, troubled musician meets bubbly barista with an aura of pure sunshine. Will they be able to find what they're looking for with each other? Or will unhealed trauma from the past, his secret identity, a protective brother and his bandmates keep them apart? - He falls first - Forced proximity - She is off limits - Slow burn love - Socially awkward encounters - Hidden identity - Adult content Act II: Emergence While Matthew and Lizzie try to build up their newly established relationship, Matthew's fame rises some unwanted attention. Will he be able to keep himself together as he tries to deal with everything he never asked for? And will Lizzie stay by his side through the drama that nearly tears them apart? - Trauma put into expression - Doxxing identities - Bullying - True love always wins? - Spicy content - Soulmates - Tourlife Act III: Infinite Baths Lizzie and Matthew's love has proved to be strong enough to overcome the hardest issues, but as Matthew seems to evolve into a stronger version of himself, he finds that life is not done throwing hurt at him yet. Will recording a new album and prepare for a huge tour give him enough distraction? - Better person - Overcoming trauma - Healing - Finding happiness - Closure - Hurt - Kinky content - Happy ending? NB; This is an ungoing work in progress. In no way are the identities of the Sleep Token bandmembers given away in this fanfiction. Names, situations and places are completely made up by me. I understand the fact that the Sleep Token members are real human beings, so their personalities in this story are what I liked them to be rather than how they might be in real life, since I do not know them at all. Stay respectful!