Humanity Stories

Kelly just wants her business to succeed, and getting involved with a bodyguard is not part of her plan - but he is the only one who can keep her safe... ***** Kelly Harris is determined to make her antiques business a success. She won't let Tanner, a bodyguard who likes first edition poetry books, interfere with her life. But winning a mystery box at an auction changes everything. With Tanner working alongside her, they decipher the code in a forgotten journal, uncovering a young girl's journey to freedom and a powerful family's secret. Working for a high-profile security company, Tanner has seen the worst that humanity can do. He doesn't believe in love. But when disaster strikes, he finds himself doing everything he can to keep Kelly safe - even if that means letting her into the most vulnerable part of who he is. Leeanna Morgan is a USA Today Bestselling Author.

There is no night in the Everburning City. There can never be. ***** For four hundred years the Everburning City has withstood the advance of the life-strangling fog known as the Gloam. Its walls have held back five invasions, but on the eve of the sixth, the city's inhabitants know things have changed. Golems are coming out of the mist, and the bodies of the dead are rising at the Gloam's bidding. The city's last and most desperate line of defence comes in the form of the Crafters, individuals who can channel the power of fire, though they risk their sanity each time they do. The brightest of these valiant heroes are Tabitha a'Loria and her apprentice Gerald Reath. Risking their lives, they mount their airships, determined to save the last bastion of humanity - the Everburning City. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

"The hardest lesson in the world: maybe it's just that when things are gone they're gone. They ain't coming back." ~Cormac McCarthy The world is nothing but a frame of what it used to be. Plagued with the dead that walk with jarred teeth. The last of humanity stripped away to merely shells. It was no place for the youth. Only the strong willed.

Hi! Welcome to the description! So this story is about my Solarballs Human AU which I like to to call The Solarballs 21st Century AU. I hope you enjoy it! And I apologise if my English is bad. (English isn't my first language) Warning!!! This story will contain quite a lot of Edward (Earth) X Theia

(I own none of the characters and the photos I put in here and it's my ideas in this book and friends) (I take requests and ideas) HUMANTILY FOREVER DEMOCRACY RISING Humanity has always wanted to know if they were other life out there so they build inventions and life that will change the world and the universe and beyond and they will make allies along the way so make way multiverse because humanity is here but In my book I promise you I made that possible enjoy reading my book (Inspiration irongodauthor and other army and military friends I have and friends that I have that gave me inspiration)

Mother Nature is cruel, but humans are worse. In a world battered by colossal sandstorms, Shon has lived his entire life as a second-class citizen. There is one way out: By mastering his people's innate ability of heat manipulation, he can become a Stormrunner - humanity's last defender against Mother Nature, and the only force capable of destroying storms. But as a new wave of storms approaches - bigger, stronger, more unpredictable than anything before - Shon must rise to prove his worth... or watch his worst fears come true. What to Expect: - Man vs. Nature and Man vs. Society Themes - Magitech science fantasy, biology-based science / magic, hard science explanation - Multiple POV, morally gray characters, underdog MC - NOT a purely action-packed story, lots of other scenes, dialogues, internal thoughts, etc.

"I thought I was a pioneer. I was just a virus that broke out of its test tube." The Milky Way didn't die of old age. We killed it. I'm Arthur Gale, and I'm 7,763 AU away from Earth. I was sent here to find "new worlds." Instead, I found a giant mirror wrapped around our solar system. For 5,000 years, the universe has been hiding from us. Why?-We don't know, But now? The wall is down. The cage is open. And the galaxy is screaming.

Hello. My name is Alma Smith. The sole occupant of the research vessel Asterion. This is my final transmission. I am recording it because my human brain, with all its human neuroses, insists it is still useful. It believes, with embarrassing optimism, that if it keeps me talking long enough, a miraculous solution will interrupt me. That is my biology. The reality is that I am already dead by the time you hear this. I am approaching the event horizon of the black hole designated Sisyphus. An ugly irony who, like me, was not punished by labor but by hope. I did not fall in by accident or because I was suicidal. Asterion did this. Whether it was intentional or not makes no difference now. I have already sent you all the data. You can decide what happened. I no longer care. The point of no return is coming. Scientifically. But practically I crossed it long ago with the resources I had. I want to be clear about something. I am terrified. There is no heroic calm in me. Just a relentless fear pounding in my chest, begging me to keep looking for a way out. Surely there should be another option. Surely this is not how a thinking, sophisticated species ends up: alone, narrating itself into the dark. That may just be the human condition, though. You're on a planet. I'm in a murdering mechanical can. We're both floating in a vast black expanse, conscious and alone. Being human is wonderful. I've enjoyed it. But it makes uncertainty like this unbearable. The only comfort I have is knowing that no matter what happens, I am going to die here. If anyone hears this, I did not die quietly or bravely. I will likely die terrified and very human. But I went honestly. I understood what was coming. If that counts for anything, let it count out here. Time is strange now. Only forward and future. The concept of the past is obsolete. Perhaps it always has been. I love you, Dad. Happy belated birthday. This is Alma Smith, signing off.

In the heart of the Serengeti, an unprecedented phenomenon is occurring. Animals are exhibiting anomalous and alarming behavior, upsetting the delicate balance of the ecosystem. This bizarre event attracts the attention of Karl Strass, a renowned professor of botany and expert ethologist at the University of Nairobi. As he delves deeper into the mystery, he discovers overwhelming evidence that these disturbances are not natural, but orchestrated. Meanwhile, in Rome, Fred Johnson, the American ambassador to Italy, finds himself embroiled in a complex and dangerous conspiracy. A shadowy faction aims to exploit the already tense relationship between the United States and China, pushing the two superpowers to the brink of conflict. As Fred navigates the treacherous waters of international diplomacy, he discovers that the conspiracy goes far beyond political machinations. Forced to flee with his family for safety, he encounters Professor Karl Strass. Together, the two embark on a perilous journey that takes them from the vast plains of Africa to the historic streets of Rome. Along the way, a visceral friendship develops, partly due to the horrors they witness and the tragedy that befalls them. They must decipher cryptic clues, fend off shadowy adversaries, and piece together a puzzle that spans several continents. Their mission is to uncover the truth and foil a plot that threatens not only the balance of power, but the very future of humanity.

In a universe of multiple planets blessed with life, in a universe ruled by gods, you, the reader, were just a normal mortal living in a small city on the planet of Biela. Life has been hard, it was... boring. An endless cycle of work, terrible co-workers, terrible costumers, an even terrible boss, and 𝔸𝔹𝕊𝕆𝕃𝕌𝕋𝔼𝕃𝕐 TERRIBLE neighbours. Now don't get me wrong, you could care less about all that, in fact, you're very resilient, you got used to it pretty fast. But of course, one day, it all went down hill, and you had a particularly bad day. And with patience running thin, you started to break. Until the light once again, found its way into you life... (male! OC x fem! reader) ❌TWs❌: check out the introduction before reading.

Ethan Rost was a hero-a firefighter, a husband, a father. The man who ran into the flames so others could live. But when cancer came for him, he took the miracle cure the world called Genesis, the patch for all human rot, the salvation sold in glossy ads and whispered boardrooms. It cured the tumors. It rewrote his cells. It promised forever. It never said who would live forever inside the rotting cage. Now Ethan is a Remnant-mind trapped behind bone and teeth, forced to watch as the monster in his skin tears through the world he died trying to protect. He can taste every scream. Hear every heartbeat before his hands rip it away. And in the static between kills, he finds others, a chorus of broken minds still awake inside their walking corpses. And far below the ruins, Connor Hale, the last scientist who warned them all, hides behind flickering screens and dying servers, fighting to crack the Genesis code before it devours the last hope for what makes us human. He knows the cure was a lie. He knows the monster is awake. And he knows some things should never be brought back from the grave. This is not your regular zombie apocalypse. No safe farmhouses. No cartoon headshots. No heroes with endless ammo and witty one-liners. This is the apocalypse from the inside out, the last fragments of memory and mercy fighting inside the gnashing teeth. THE PASSENGER is about what happens after the infection, after the flesh is gone, when the only thing left worth saving is your soul. They don't die. They don't sleep. And memory...is the only thing they can't kill.

As the War with the Chimera rages on in Britain, Operation DELIVERANCE's due date approaches rapidly. While under attack in Manchester with her convoy, Captain Rachel Parker and her platoon of the British Resistance are suddenly reinforced by a company of troops with highly advanced equipment. Their actions in the coming few months would change the fate of Man drastically.

The world thinks it has found peace. It has only found a very quiet way to lie. In the year 2044, the "Era of Great Peace" is absolute. History has been scrubbed, wars have been forgotten, and the nations of the world are united under a banner of sterile safety. Veritās Nilson is the only crack in the glass. Born with the blood of a forgotten, eradicated tribe, Veritās is a biological anomaly living in the suburbs. He is faster than a vehicle, stronger than industrial machinery, and burdened with a terrifying imperative: Hold. Back. For eighteen years, he has lived as a ghost, hiding his golden eyes and tectonic strength behind a mask of mediocrity. But when a mandatory military draft drags him into the public eye, the mask begins to slip. Deployed to the desolate borderlands, Veritās finds himself caught in a shadow war between two superpowers: the technological tyranny of Hismoria and the biological horrors of the Mereon Insurgency. Facing a sadistic enemy commander who shares his bloodline but none of his restraint, Veritās must make an impossible choice: watch his squad die to keep his secret, or unleash the monster inside and become the very thing the world fears most. But as the chemical fog rolls over the battlefield, Veritās realizes that Hismoria and Mereon are not the only players on the board. Deep in the static of the world's silence, something else is watching. A gaze from the far North-ancient, isolated, and divine-has turned its eyes toward the boy with the golden nervous system. The war for the border is just a distraction. The real hunt is about to begin.

Universal Verse is the sequel to Scrolls and Chapters-the author's debut title, and the compilation of her set of perspectives.

"The rise and fall of every world are hidden in the stars countless glorious hero's and god gradually falls to dust." In the grand arena where gods and humans clash for the fate of humanity, a new presence emerges-one far older than Odin, Zeus, or any deity who stands in judgment. Known only as Asteria, the primordial goddess of stars, she awakens from an eons-long slumber as the battles of Ragnarok disrupt the cosmic balance she once forged. While the pantheons argue over humanity's worth and warriors fight with all their might, Asteria observes from beyond the veil of reality, seeing not just the conflict before her, but the ripples it sends through the very fabric of the universe. When the fighting threatens to unravel the stars she birthed and the order she maintains, she steps into the arena, not to take sides in the trial of humanity, but to ensure that creation itself survives the reckoning. As she faces off against both gods and humans who question her authority, Asteria must confront forgotten truths about the origins of all life-and decide whether humanity is worth protecting, not just for their sake, but for the future of every star in the sky.

The narrative of TRUST as a universal denominator of humanity. How we found it - how we lost it and how to get it back - while keeping common sense.

What's it mean to live? To embrace the present, having forgiven the past and forgotten the future? ~ This is the collection of my poetry from 2025 :)

"The gods do not bleed. But the things coming over that ridge? They do." ​In the grim darkness of the 41st Millennium, humanity is told that the Emperor protects. But on the mud-slicked trenches of Targon Prime, Sergeant Atreus knows the truth: the only thing protecting the man to your left is the man to your right. ​When his Captain falls and the "holy light" fails, Atreus doesn't pray. He picks up a dented shield, a broken spear, and stands his ground against a nightmare of chitin and teeth. ​Follow the ascent of a man who refused to be a saint, refused to be a super-soldier, and chose instead to be a wall. From the gore-choked tunnels of Hive Tartarus to the final, legendary stand on Golgotha Bridge, this is the story of the Lord General who proved that the most dangerous thing in a galaxy of monsters is a human being who has had enough. ​"The ground is for the dead. We aren't finished yet."

What if one small act of kindness could change everything? The Value of Kindness is a short, powerful story about an ordinary moment with an extraordinary impact. A gentle reminder that even the smallest choices we make can leave lasting marks on others.

Once every thousand years, the Gods gather to decide whether humanity deserves to live. They call it mercy. They call it judgment. They call it divine order. But when extinction is declared unanimous, an angel-beloved by Heaven itself-steps forward and chooses humanity. She is [Name] [Last Name], a natural-born angel with wings of gold and white, adored by gods, revered by valkyries, and whispered about in every divine realm. As Ragnarok begins, her presence changes everything. Gods fall not only in battle-but in love. Humans fight harder when Heaven stands beside them. And the line between divine and mortal desire shatters completely.