Asianfolklore Stories

*SUPER SLOW UPDATE* 🕯️👁️✨ ONRYŌ ✨👁️🕯️ ✦ 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓘𝓼 ✦ ☠️ 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕪𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝 𝕘𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪... ⚰️ 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖, 𝕤𝕙𝕖'𝕤 𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕥. 👁‍🗨 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕓𝕖𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕤, 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕖... 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘. 🪞 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔦𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔯 𝔦𝔰 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡-𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰. 🌙 𝕎𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤. 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣. 𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔢𝔳𝔦𝔩 𝔡𝔬𝔢𝔰𝔫'𝔱 𝔡𝔦𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔫-𝔦𝔱 𝔰𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔰. 📱 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖋𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖈𝖑𝖔𝖈𝖐 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖘... 🎥 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖘... 🖥️ 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖓𝖘 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖆𝖒𝖞 𝖇𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖔𝖒 𝖌𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖘-𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖘. 💀 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤𝕟'𝕥 𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘. 🔪 𝕀𝕥'𝕤 𝕒𝕟 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. 🩸 "𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣... 𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔢𝔩𝔰𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨." 🕷️ 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖'𝕤 𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕗𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟... 𝕤𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙

Every culture had had a war through their history. Every victim had been affected in one way or another. Every moment in that war had sadness, pride, remorse, and hope. Who are the ones that are suffering the most? The nation's leader? The people? The land? The soldiers? Their families? If emotions were the make of these wars, then it should be the end of it. A fantasy fused novel of battle, hatred, revenge, sorrow, and hope. Set in the Warring States of ancient China with mythical realm of celestial beings. When all the emotions from war had created something, it would be the Guardian of War in the depiction in a relatable form. Through history, minds of contrasting ideas started battles dragging their followers, willing or unfilling with them to death or great sorrow. The cries of the soldiers' families all created a being to grant their wishes- a guardian but as time grows the being forgets what she was born from and is sent to experience a life of suffering era of war. A little piece to try- - A king of a small state had ridden out with his army had finished a devasting victory battle. As he looked around at the aftermath on the outskirts of his lands layered with blood-stained dirt, unidentifiable bodies of friend or foe and even refuging villagers. Even the land was tired of the battles- it was wasted. The king assumed that nothing in front of him would be still alive as he rode pass with his fatigued horse. In the deaf of the wind he heard faint crying, he scanned over the bodies on the blood-soaked mud. His steed jumped and nayed putting the king out of balance. A figure slowly raised up covered in maroon mud. It was too short and slim of statue to be a soldier. As it raised completely up to its own feet and the only pure sight was the pair of the whites and dark eyes. He realized what he was seeing-- a little girl. In her eyes, the king saw the sorrows of the people and the land.

In a reality where the living and the dead intertwine, Gesar, the once mighty king, roams his ancient Tibetan castle as a ghost. His heart, as cold as the snow covering the mountain tops and consumed with bitterness, melts when he meets Nur--a woman like a warm summer breeze, who is drawn to forgotten histories and untold tales. As their fates meet, Gesar's long-dead heart stirs with an unfamiliar warmth, and Nur faces an impossible choice: to save the cursed soul she's grown to love or condemn him to eternal solitude. Amidst the snow-capped peaks and forgotten ruins, their love defies time and human greed, but the shadows of ancient conflicts threaten to extinguish their fragile hope. *** Note: It's loosely based on The Epic of Gesar of Ling. The grand winner of the Immortals' Conquest 2022.

A gentle story about a small frangipani flower that fears falling from its tree, only to discover that falling is not an ending, but a purpose. Inspired by cultural traditions and quiet acts of respect, this book invites children to see change not as loss, but as a meaningful step toward belonging. Told with soft language and space for reflection, it is a story about letting go, finding value in every place, and arriving where one is truly needed.

Set in a rural village deep within Eastern Asia, this enchanting novel blends the mystique of ancient folklore with the innocence of childhood wonder. Each night, under the soft glow of moonlight, Single-Eyed mother shares tales steeped in Asian mythology, village superstitions, and ancestral wisdom. From eerie encounters with spectral beings to ancient rituals invoking protective spirits, these stories are more than bedtime tales-they are lessons in courage, cultural identity, and the unseen forces that shape their world. But the lines between reality and folklore begin to blur As our protagonist faces mysterious events within the village, he discovers that his mother's stories hold secrets far deeper than he ever imagined-secrets that may hold the key to his destiny. Dive into a world where the mundane becomes magical, and every story is a journey of discovery.

Title: New Friend Series: The Witching Hour Chronicles Author: Arasis Qisya came home with a note. No name. No stamp. Just three words written in a hand her mother knew too well: "I am watching." Since then, nothing felt right. Invisible footsteps. Fogged mirrors with no steam. Drawings of faceless smiles. And a "new friend" who says... she used to live here. She says Mama promised. She says this house was always hers. She says... Qisya will never be alone again. Because sometimes, what you think is your child... is just a new face for something that never truly left.

Four heirs are dead. One remains. And the crows have finally found their own. In Jakarta, the children of powerful families are dying-quietly, impossibly, and without witnesses. No suspects. No rumors. Just "accidents" too precise to be coincidence. Adi Surya Wijaya was never meant to be the last one standing, but as the deaths mount, the rational world he trusted begins to unravel. Crows gather where they shouldn't. Old houses grow heavy with a malevolent presence. A ritual keris trembles in its sheath. To survive, Adi must rely on Irfan "Laks" Kusuma-an investigator bound by rigid discipline and a life lived at arm's length. Laks is everything Adi is not: cold, calculating, and far too familiar with the shadows. Forced into an uneasy alliance, the tension between them simmers beneath every unspoken glance and restrained touch. From the neon streets of Jakarta to the mist-shrouded temples of Central Java, they are pulled into a world where myths linger and the ground remembers every drop of blood spilled. Adi and Laks must uncover the truth behind the Orde Gagak before the curse claims its final sacrifice. Orde Gagak is a dark urban fantasy steeped in Southeast Asian folklore, blending supernatural mystery with a slow-burn M/M romance. It is a story of inheritance, belief, and the quiet pull between two men standing on the edge of the old world. Note to Readers: This version of Orde Gagak is a sample of the completed story. If you've enjoyed walking through the shadows with Adi and Laks, you can find the full, finished novella on Google Play Books. To see how the mystery ends and support a solo indie author, simply search for "Orde Gagak by Jem Goe" on the Google Play Store to download your copy today. The full ebook is currently FREE for a limited time. Thank you for following the crows!

The Shell of Djinns Synopsis In the lush, mystical archipelago of Southeast Asia-where ancient myths cling to the shadows of modern life-thirteen-year-old Ferio lives far from the realm of magic and memory. Raised in the restless streets of Singapore, he knows little of his grandfather Tok Khazim, the last shaman of Bawean Island and guardian of powerful secrets. But destiny stirs. When Tok Khazim vanishes under mysterious circumstances, Ferio is pulled into a legacy older than empires. He inherits three relics bound to the spirit realm: the Shell, home to 1001 djinns-whispering spirits of both light and shadow; the Ancient Garment of Melaka's sultans, which grants invincibility but threatens to erode the soul; and the Keris with Seven Curves, a weapon of myth, each blade a key to salvation-or destruction. As Ferio's dormant powers awaken, so too do the djinns. They speak in riddles, tempt with power, and stir chaos in his heart. To master the relics, Ferio must confront his grandfather's buried past-a pact with forbidden spirits, the betrayal of a brotherhood, and a sacrifice that fractured realms. Enemies emerge from hidden corners of history. Forgotten gods stir beneath the waves. And within Ferio, a question burns: Is his fate written in blood, or can he defy it? The Shell of Djinns is a sweeping dark fantasy rooted in Southeast Asian mythology-a tale of inherited magic, haunted legacies, and the price of power in a world where spirits are never silent, and destiny always demands a toll. Copyright © 2025. All rights reserved. No written 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 of the author.

Xiran Shen lives in Hēi'àn De Mìmì, a remote and mysterious village in Asia, with her friends, Ushi Chang and Abahai Soontornvat. Love has always been difficult for her, one way or another. However, things change with she meets the dark and lurking Xiong. When Xiran and Xiong are paired up in by a matchmaker, Nǜshì Lian, she discovers secrets about him, her ancestors, and her village. She has been having visions of the Elixir of Immortality with the Chinese myth of Chang'e and Hou Yi. Xiong is convinced that she's holding the key to finding the spare Elixir of Immortality for the moon goddess herself, except Xiran doesn't know to trust her heart or gut.

When Meilin, the once-cherished daughter of a prosperous silk trader, loses everything after her mother's death, she's forced into a desperate pact: a ghost marriage to the deceased second son of the influential Lin family. Trapped between the living and the dead, Meilin must navigate ancient rituals, duty, and family traditions as she discovers that death is not the end-and some promises reach beyond the grave.

In the year 1951, one small particular village in Singapore was infamous for unusual sightings of the supernatural. But when mysterious deaths and unfortunate infanticides kept on plaguing the village, everyone knew that there was something far more dangerous and sinister lurking in the shadows. And it all started with the strange floating head hovering above Mustaqim Lim's feet. TRIGGER WARNING: This story might contain dark themes, gore, violence, maternal deaths, traumatic births, miscarriages, infanticides and postnatal depression. Copyright © 2019 - 2026. All rights reserved. No written 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 of the author.