3rd place in romance in the Ocean Blue Awards!! Ranking #2 "lost loves" on 7/05/19....Lacey's life had been going nowhere recently, especially with all the rain that had been hitting her small hometown. Rainy days and nights would have usually been a writer's dream, to be able to snuggle up in a sweater with a cup of coffee and write for hours. Truth be told she had been struggling with more than just her writing. Lost loves and lost love ones made her feel like she was the one lost. Will heartache and a bit of cynicism keep her from finding true love, or is true love nothing more than a fabricated love story we write on paper? **Weekly updates, normally post one chapter per week** ***A big thank you @danpaul01 for my making my cover*** ***Author or cover maker do not own the cover picture. Picture from Pinterest, used for aesthetics only***

Once upon a time, wars and desolation were etched on the land of the witches, wizards, and mages. Barnania was soaked with countless flooding of blood. The place was deemed with bad luck. As time passes by, bloodbaths grow even and even more rampant, wars and deaths couldn't be stopped. The leaders of the great lands have decided to agree on a truce and so, the writer was given birth, the first agreement of peace was made. Henceforth, after a very long war for power, a new Barnania is born through the writer's writings. The writer had rewritten everything that has happened in the dark history, through his blood, the dark history has been covered with mystery, simply putting it to oblivion. But the problem has yet to come, the revisions he made have made a crack in time and made it impossible to make Barnania anew. A hard decision has been made, in order to bring peace, the writer erased everything that was written in the pasts, no more revisions made. And that decision was to remake Barnania, so the writer did, little did he know that the original dark world is still existing. A dark Barnania exists and it tells about a dark tale. Book Cover by: @sachiavelli

Isaac celebrated his 18th birthday in the dark suburban shelter for boys all by himself. He didn't care with the fact that his birthday was not celebrated; it has always been that way. All he knew that it was just another normal "Isaac" day - getting up the next day to go to the community college a few blocks away, study in the library and line up at the shelter for food and, if he was lucky, a room for the night. He considered himself a lucky homeless though deep down inside a voice kept telling him that he was supposed to cater to something greater. To that, he wiped off the tears on his cheeks as he hugged his knees tightly to his chest. At the exact instance, in a continent across the treacherous sea, a hidden city of a secret society witnessed a miracle. The statues of a woman holding a jar that scattered all around the city, humongous and minute, shook as if an earthquake was tearing the hidden realm apart. It was a sign that a new power had risen from its eternal sleep. The congregation who protected its secrets was called into the grand hall to discuss the matter and before long, the all-seers vanished into thin air searching for the source of the millennial event, The Keeper had been named by a god in Mount Olympus. Isaac fell asleep with his tears drying on its own knowing nothing that he was being hunted. Will he survive the secret society? Or, will he resume his mortal life. Less that he knew, he had made his decision unconsciously that would change his entire life by stepping into The Path Unknown.

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