From the time she could run, Toa knew where she belonged. Every morning she went to the kitchen of the woman teaching her everything that mattered: knowledge passed from teacher to student across generations, with no institution behind it but the relationship itself. One morning that ended. What remained was a fragment. Toa has spent her life rebuilding that fragment through memory and practice. At last she has a place where it can survive, and someone to teach. Then twelve-year-old Ciar arrives at her farm gate with a letter hidden in his jacket lining. The woman who opens the gate reads it and understands immediately. The institution that shattered the lineage has reached her farm. To protect the boy she has chosen to teach, Toa risks the life she has built and returns to the city she walked away from. Years later, Ciar is still trying to write it down. After everything, she remains larger than the story he can tell. Giver of the Way is a literary fantasy about inherited knowledge, interrupted lineages, and the people who spend their lives rebuilding what was taken from them.

Isabella Rossie has been secretary of Adrian Blackwell for three years, always composed, professional and untouchable. But no one knows about the deadly past she kept hidden, the one from which she ran away to. Born in a russian mafia family, her life was filled with power, control and danger until one tragic incident of her life made her run away and build a new life in the heart of New York city. Adrian Blackwell, a powerful, ruthless and irresistible CEO who rules the business world with his favorite pawns, tossing and turning them as he wants. He was cold, his steps always measured and controlled until one night, one incident when his eyes caught the glimpse of the wild side of his calm and composed secretary. Suddenly, she is more than his secretary. She is the puzzle, the desire, the temptation he can't resist. "You are my muse, Isa." He murmurs, his lips trailing down her neck while she shivers at the intensity of his words. "A temptation I always crave for. You are the fire that burns my soul. Still, you are the last thought when I go to sleep and my first need when I open my eyes." Every glance, every touch she resists, increases the desire in his chest to claim her. But involving him in her life might give a call to potential dangers that lurk in her life because of her past. Yet she can't deny the pull he has over her. In the world of power, secrets and forbidden temptation , how far will she risk it before the waves of her past swallow them both?

In a city floating among the clouds, life is spent fighting gravity. To end up on the surface of the Earth amongst enormous, roving clouds of carbon dioxide would be certain death. Yet no city can exist as an island in the sky; steel rusts and motors fail. Someone needs to be supplying the city with resources to repair or replace. The Retrieval Corp is the best of the best. The best windsurfers, most resourceful engineers, the most creative salvagers. Together, these courageous few brave the surface and retrieve whatever the city needs. Allisios Soliros has spent his life working towards joining the Retrieval Team. Now, with a coveted spot open, only one thing stands between him and his dream. His father. ONC Prompt 78: You begin to realize nothing is quite what it seems. ONC Prompt 16: And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul. Cover by @TrashyM ATTENTION: I OWN ALL RIGHTS TO THIS STORY (including the book cover) - DO NOT use without permission or legal action will be taken. This story is only available on Wattpad. Any other postings are unauthorized. © 2026 DuckyandtheNut

18+ mxm After being accepted to study Necromancy at the prestigious magical college of Pendle Hollow, Milton Abbleton is forced to take his demonically possessed brother, Morgan, with him. Through their fights, bickering, outright hatred and misunderstandings, they must uncover the truth of a murder in a nearby village in order to exonerate Morgan from the court of public opinion. In doing so, Milton unveils a secret his family held for years- one that could ruin everything. With the reluctant help of a psychic that he quite fancies, and his petulant twin brother who hates him, they must work together to save Morgan and the school from the horrors of the void realm.

Verona can't control her magic, can't trust the men who've hidden her past, and can't ignore the voices calling her by a name she doesn't understand. Worse, every time she uses her power, it burns her hands and threatens to consume her from the inside out. But the sprawling Nithra forest to the East holds answers: the truth about her lineage, the firehawk bound to her fate, and the ancient conflict that put her life in danger long before she was born.

A young graphic artist joins an aspiring valedictorian in her recklessly escalating schemes, from calculated late-night break-ins to launching borderline -legal homemade fireworks, for a chance at confession. Updates every Wednesday, 8 PM, Manila time.

After decades of misrule, the fate of the Empire of Sanressia hangs in the balance. Throughout the realm, the great and powerful await the demise of the ailing Emperor Sigismund, eager to exploit the uncertainty of succession for their own ends. As the most influential people of the realm descend upon the capital of Renewal, the future of the Empire appears murky. The court is powerless to stop the re-emergence of factions and contradictory visions for the future. Within the growing chaos are three who may yet have a larger role to play than they believe. Lady Ladislava, a young noblewoman of one of Sanressia's subject kingdoms, dreams of assisting her best friend in her mission to bring long overdue reform and support the people of the Empire. Sir Zachary, the only son of a house accused of treachery twice over and derided as heretics, longs to restore the honour of his family and faith in the eyes of the those that once counted his forebears as equals. General Frieda, a rising star of the Imperial Army from the humblest of origins, wants only to uphold her oath and defend the Empire and its citizens from all enemies, both those without, and those within. All of them wish for a peaceful and more just Empire. But as plans laid long in advance come to fruition, deals are struck behind closed doors, and engines of war are made ready, the fate of Sanressia may already be sealed. Content Warnings: Violence, war, poisoning, disease, religious persecution and xenophobia.

Franny's temp job at Youthanize Pharma was supposed to be boring: archive files, work overtime, collect a paycheck, and leave. But after midnight, she discovers a locked door leading to a secret underground lab. What she finds there is worse than death. Now Franny has to escape, expose the company, and survive the truth buried beneath the office, before Youthanize turns her into another experiment.

❝𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.❞ 𝘈𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭'𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘺. 𝘡𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯'𝘴. 𝘏𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳.𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥. 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘺. Solène Marceau thought love would save her. Instead, it swallowed her whole. Ansel Laurent doesn't love―he consumes. His touch... a burn. His words... a leash. His presence... a suffocation. His love... a slow and painful death. She should have run the first time his grip tightened, the first time his whispered words curled around her throat like a promise of things to come. But she didn't. And now, he won't let her go. Zavien Amato was supposed to be her escape... his unrequited love fueling his desire to protect her, the one person who saw the girl beneath the wreckage, the one who would tear the world apart to pull her from the fire. But Ansel isn't just the fire―he is the burning. And if Solène dares to run, if she dares to reach for a life without him, he will drag her back into the dark with bloody hands and a smile. She is his. And... If he can't have her... no one can.

Something was very common in all the dreams... perhaps nightmares; the two individuals, who never get their happy ever ending, wore homaika rings-just as the man who has been having these horrifying 'nightmares' of those two. He, too, wore the same white and black clear rings. What's it trying to say? ⊹࿔⊹࿐⊹ೃ🪼࿔⊹ Warning/Mature(⚠️ ): - More may be added. - ➨Mention of: ‣Blood ‣Gagging/vomit ‣In word sounds, too ➨Contains some coarse language (Swear words). ➨ Animal abuse. ➨ Emotional Distress. ✦ Three (3) POVS: 1st person(2) and 3rd person. ➳➳➳Republished due to the mistake of using an old draft for the new storyᥫ᭡. {The book cover does not belong to me - found on Pinterest}.