Forestofshadows Stories

In the cursed region of Evia, where forests bleed and villages pray to gods that never answer, there lies a town forever marked by tragedy: Vaneka. For generations, supernatural creatures -lunar vampires, mud witches, werewolves, and ancient horrors- have ravaged its fields, consumed its prayers, and drained its history of hope. But now, someone walks among the bones. A woman. A hunter. A curse made flesh. Damira Jerovic, also called Damara, Damar, Damaris, Damra... She is Vaneka's final answer. Skin pale as porcelain. Eyes red as cursed embers. Hair as black as a falling shadow. And a rifle loaded with redemption. They call her the Vampireya, but she is neither saint nor monster- Damira is the blade that cuts the impossible. Surrounded by a forest teeming with enemies -the Malkian, the cosmic entity Zoryax, and the obsessive werewolf Valmor Luarcão- and a village that fears her more than it fears its own executioners, Damira becomes myth, weapon, and ruin. This book contains elegies, poetic visions, dark tales, and the testament of a woman who does not fight for glory... but because no one else will. A gothic horror story of cursed love, impossible redemption, and obsessions that leave no survivors. A cross soaked in blood. A scream Vaneka never dared to voice.

11-year old Shäla lives in the city of Nalacar, which is right outside of the Forest of shadows. The Forest of Shadows is one of the ten Forests of Myth, home to the mythical creatures of the world, created from old magic to protect them from people that hunt them. Each forest has a Watcher, someone who protects and keeps the peace in the forest. The Forest of Shadows has not had a Watcher for years, for they normally get killed in the first week, for the Forest of Shadows is the most dangerous of the ten, holding demons, witches and monster of the dark. In a dare, Shäla goes into the forest and it changes her life forever, getting taken by the Council of Watchers and chosen as the Watcher of the Forest of Shadows, she's on a quest to "befriend" the creatures of the forest, meeting new creatures and changing her view of the world completely, while trying to stay alive. -I don't own the pic-

In the village of Vaneka, where shadows never sleep and whispers crawl beneath the earth, lives Damira Jerovic-an eight-year-old girl who doesn't play with dolls, and isn't afraid of the monsters in the forest. She hunts them. Half human, half vampire, Damira is a Vampireya-a cursed being with the innocence of childhood and the violence inherited from impure blood. Armed with the Veilpiercer, an ancient rifle gifted to her by her mentor-a warrior-like anthropomorphic horse named Quiver-and protected by a green amulet given to her in secret by her mother, Jelena, Damira patrols the edge of the Varvik Forest, a place where the fog never lifts, the trees seem to whisper, and glowing eyes watch even during the day. But Vaneka is not just her home. It is a place full of secrets. There are rumors of a cult buried beneath the church. Of children marked at birth. Of forgotten tunnels running beneath the village like rotting veins. Damira was born with such a mark-a yellow crescent moon flanked by two stars, etched onto the back of her hand during a blood-red eclipse. Her grandmother Ladana protected her. But Damira suspects others were not so lucky. Along her path, she will face Valmor Luarcão, a werewolf of the Sonem race, driven by a hunger for children's blood; wandering vampires crossing toward Branwick; and a village full of adults who choose to pretend that nothing is happening-as if not looking at the forest will keep the forest from looking back. But Damira does not want to look away. She wants to know everything. Why her mother never smiles. Why her grandmother never sleeps. Why those who were meant to protect her chose silence. Vampireyita is a story about the rage that lives in small bodies, about a darkness that cares nothing for age, and about a girl who chooses to stop fearing... and start hunting. In this world, not all monsters hide in the night. Some live in houses. Others, in memory. And Damira is ready to face them all.

14 year old Tristin Lumber was like any other boy. He payed enough attention to classes even though he got in trouble fairly often, was in band, had good friends, and an ok house life. But what happens when Tristin meets the wrong person in the wrong place?

≺︱✵︱≻ Two thousand years after the Dragonet Prophecy, the dream of peace is gone. The tribes are at war once again, and a new species of dragon preys on the RainWings. Deep in the heart of the Rainforest, Dawn grew up on the run. She and her half-sister Flutterwing have lived in fear of the big dragons. But slowly, their world is about to come crashing down... Hidden secrets veiled behind golden smoke screens, treacherous plots hiding behind the blood of the innocent... Dawn will never be the same as she sets out on a journey through the subterranean "burrows" of the RainWings as she learns more about herself, her family... and the Forest of Shadows. ≺︱✵︱≻ While this story is not rated mature, it is a Wings of Fire fanfiction that does contain mentions of violence and gore. Started : Jan 15, 2022 | Finished : May 24, 2023