Fantasysurvival Stories

Nyra Duskcanopy remembers dying. She does not remember agreeing to be born again as a newborn Servalkin with zero motor control, an audience of seven fathers, and ears twice the size they have any business being. Waking up with a fully-formed adult mind inside a Bronze Age cub's body turns out to be less "chosen one" and more "extremely undignified." Zarethia is a world of shapeshifting Beastkin, primitive forests ruled by dinosaurs far above the food chain, and a matriarchal society built on soul-bonds, competing mate groups, and the kind of politics that gets people quietly assassinated over rare crystals. Nyra's plan is simple: grow up, keep her head down, maybe fix a warehouse layout or two. The world has other plans. Between festivals, cub-raising, family dinners with entirely too many fathers, and the slow work of proving her worth in a world that runs on strength and bloodlines, Nyra builds something genuinely hers - right up until the people with real power start noticing exactly what she's built, and decide they want it too. Story has slight NSFW contents in the later chapters. NSFW Content will be marked.

In a small cafe on the outskirts of the city Haru lives with his younger sister Suzune A quiet young man of twenty three with nothing that draws attention... While she at fifteen is a radiant girl with hazel eyes and light brown hair unaware of the cruelty the world once held for her Though their childhood never began in the warmth of a family Suzune grew up surrounded by a tenderness Haru never knew blossoming in a gentle world that shaped her into something pure Beside them stands Hyang Haru's friend twenty four years old pushed into the world of spotlight by life itself yet in Suzune he sees only a jewel he longs to reach Each of them carries a story left untold and wounds that remain unseen So can one truly escape a past left unspoken? And are the roles we choose enough to erase what life once forced upon us? FOR ARABIC VERSION; SilentOnyx2