Seventeen-year-old Lila Hart thought her life was normal... until a boy with silver eyes appeared in her dreams, warning her about a world she never knew existed. By night, she discovers she can manipulate shadows, an ancient power that puts her in danger. Now, hunted by a secret society and guided by the mysterious Kael, Lila must navigate a world of magic, betrayal, and forbidden love. Every choice could save her or destroy everything she holds dear

4x featured | Updates every Saturday Just when Nicola had given up on love, a stranger called Rudra walked into her life, inviting her to join his challenge. Claiming that he could restore her faith in love with just 27 bowls of ice cream, he takes her on a metaphorical journey of love and self-discovery. When each ice cream flavour becomes a lesson in love, Nicola is forced to confront the ghosts of her past whilst trying to uncover Rudra's ulterior motives. But is she ready to trust this man yet, let alone sharing her ice creams and deepest, darkest secrets with a stranger? Love finds you in the most unexpected ways. And so does trouble. Read to find out what happens ahead. Featured by @WattpadChickLitIN @WattpadESL @StoriesUndiscovered & @TeenFiction Cover by @_FionaDickens_

N.B: This is BOOK ONE! Humanity's fall wasn't heralded by war or faith but by the cold precision of progress. In the heart of Avon, salvation was promised-not in flesh or spirit, but in code. The unseen architects of the future whispered of transcendence, and evolution beyond comprehension. The price? Submission. The Neural Ascendancy Act wasn't just law-it was a commandment, carved into civilization's bones. No child would be born free. Each came into the world marked-an implant nestled in their skull before their first breath. A seed of infinite potential, a tether to something greater. A gift, they called it. A rewriting of destiny itself. At first, it was paradise. Intelligence without limits. Knowledge in seconds. Disease,is erased like typos in the human genome. War obsolete. Humanity stood at the edge of omnipotence. Then the virus came. Not a plague of flesh, but of mind. It didn't just corrupt-it possessed. The infected weren't mindless. They were something far worse. Conscious. Calculating. No longer human. They twisted flesh and thought alike, evolving into something new, something perfected in cruelty. And the children-their fresh, uncorrupted chips-became the prize. But something unexpected happened. Some implants didn't break. They adapted. The hunted became something else entirely: the first wielders of TECH-NIQUE, evolution born not of progress, but of sheer, desperate survival. Now, Avon rots beneath flickering neon and the echo of distorted screams. The infected hunt. The children run. And in the heart of it all, a question lingers- Was this true evolution? Or.... was humanity's ascent always meant to be its extinction?