"Little Star," the king said, his red eyes shining down as he greedily took in my whole body and the repressors upon it, "it will be my pleasure to corrupt your soul." ▫▫▫ Darkness laid the Kingdom to waste since the rulers of the land long ago fell into its temptation. The red eyes shine out into the night. But among the darkness, light still can be seen- and those who follow it. These followers of the light, have a religion of their own. A religion to prevail against the darkness. And the highest of their leaders is Arishia. One who has been bathed and blessed within the Moon's light. But even the darkness reaches out to touch the followers of light. And Arishia has a purpose she must fill. A purpose given to her by the Moon. Taken from the safety of her Temple, Arishia is pushed into the King's Reaping. A tradition long ago set- where 20 maidens are selected and sent to the King's Palace of nightmares. Their goal? Survive the next 5 years, from the monster who thirsts for their blood. The winner of the reaping not only survives- she becomes the Queen of darkness- set to rule next to the King in his reign of shadows. And Arishia will try everything in her power, to keep her soul. Thank you for reading Highest rank #3 in Vampire Copyright: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission

Halo. Namaku Maulana, salah satu seorang survivor yang masih tersisa. Milyaran nyawa telah tewas ketika kebanyakan orang tidak mempercayai wabah zombie sudah terjadi dan fakta membuktikan hal yang sebaliknya. Ini adalah kisah kami di tengah apocalpyse. Jika kamu membaca ini, segera ambil apapun untuk dijadikan senjata pertahanan diri karena tidak ada tempat yang aman dan tetap berdoalah untuk tetap dapat melihat esok hari. Hope terbuka bagi semua survivor yang mencari suaka benteng pertahanan terakhir umat manusia.

At the age of eighteen, everyone's blood changes colour. Whether it becomes blue, green or otherwise, the colour is either hereditary or a random, biological selection. However, when Pearl Damocles discovers that her blood is colourless - in a society where people are segregated by blood colour -, she travels to an institute for people like her with a handsome yet mysterious man named, Malik Ahmed. After months of training and planning - with a team of quirky, newfound friends and trained militants by her side - she decides begins to hatch a plan. One to bring everyone together, and abolish the inequality of the blood colours.

I purse my lips. "Maybe I don't want you to look out for me. Like I said, I don't need anyone." He lets out a laugh. It's a little jarring, how much Zombie resembles his namesake. Sunken eyes, rattling jaw, bared teeth. It's dark and twisted and genuine. Zombie, what happened to you? "You can lie to everyone, Croak. You can pretend that you're some tough little soldier who doesn't hurt and doesn't need anyone, but I know. I just saw proof that it's all a lie, that you're just as human as the rest of us. Even if you won't admit it to yourself, I know." A fanfic for the book "The 5th Wave" by Rick Yancy. [COMPLETED]

[Fantasy & Minor Romance | 15+ | Highest Rank: #23 in Fantasy] "Tidak ada manusia yang hidup setelah melihat Maut." Seorang pemuda terbangun dalam kondisi hilang ingatan dan berjumpa dengan sosok berjubah hitam yang dipanggil Maut. Makhluk itu menjelaskan tentang Noxis, bangsa yang mengendalikan dan menjaga dunia, agar segalanya tetap berjalan sesuai keinginan Takdir. Kini ia menjadi salah satu dari mereka. Namun, pemuda itu tahu, ada hal penting yang harus dia ingat, tentang seseorang yang begitu penting dan janji yang harus dia tepati sebelum terlambat. Hingga ia mendengar suara yang bergema di kepalanya. Suara yang membuat dadanya berdetak penuh kerinduan. [#1 SCAAward in Fantasy Category]

A pack of thieves ransack a witch's home, stealing her deck of tarot cards. Unbeknownst to them, these tarot cards hold the most infamous criminals ever known. And little do they know what they've unleashed onto the world when these prisoners escape their binds to the cards and scatter across the stars. It'll take a powerful kind of magic and a special kind of witch to find them. Cage is NOT that witch. In fact, she's not exactly a witch at all. She's a Lavender and lives in a world where women are the only ones with magic. With flowers that grow in amongst her curly hair, Cage is dragged into the hunt for the prisoners and must travel across the cosmos with a band of unlikely heroes. A witch of the winds and another of the stars. A boy who has magic when he shouldn't and another with the sun in his blood. Cage learns that the lines between heroes and villains can blur on their journey to stopping something far more evil than any of them could have ever imagined.