Lowfantasy Stories

Mira, an avid player of otome games, suddenly finds herself in the world of the otome game she's just finished. As if that on its own isn't bad enough, she's become the game's villainess, Blythe Ridge, destined for execution once the heroine attains the good ending of whichever love interest she chooses. As a connoisseur of isekai web novels, she's convinced that all she needs to do to escape from certain death is to turn over a new leaf and stop bullying Daisy Willoughby, the heroine of the otome game. Easy peasy. Unfortunately for her, she soon finds out that she has no say in the matter-her body moves of its own will whenever certain game events have to take place. Everyone around her is bemused by her frenzied scrambling to claim that all her malicious actions, and even some of her speech, are a complete and total accident. Mira--no, it's Blythe now--just wants to escape from the 'villainess' label to keep on living! ----------------------------------- "Born to be a pacifist, forced to be a villainess. Such is the story of my life!" "What in the world are you talking about?" "It's a meme, a meme!" ----------------------------------- (third person, past tense, slowburn clean romance, LOW fantasy) ----------------------------------- Note: An otome game often refers to a romance visual novel, targeted at women, with a female protagonist and male love interests. Some include stat-raising aspects. ----------------------------------- Updates Tuesdays and Thursdays. Read 20 chapters ahead on Patreon! ⭐️ (Cover art by ME. I illustrated it.)

„The world is fracturing, Swallow, and what crawls out of the mire does not care for your noble privileges.'' Sixteen-year-old Sambor Sokolnicki was born with frost-white hair and a reflex that can freeze time - a gift he doesn't yet understand. Raised under his veteran father's iron hand, he was destined to become the Commonwealth's finest blade, in an age that forgot its guardians. Everything changes when a journal in the family armory leads him to a cave that reeks of lilac and gooseberries, where a power older than the Crown sleeps beneath a black monolith. Forced into flight from home, Sambor becomes an outlaw, riding south for Kraków with a star-forged sabre and an archer from the Wild Fields. Something dormant in his blood is coveted by the mightiest forces alive, while from Wawel's shadow a Gray Eminence counts the days until it wakes. What does he see in Sambor, the one who has waited in the dark for centuries?

"Some people have complimented saying my tales have the beat of the Moroccan Gnawa. I think they were just being nice; because with the passage of time, I have become convinced it was the evileye that captured me." 1999, Morocco, term abroad design study for me, an American college student. Wanted to get into the culture... but the culture got into me. New Mexico native, inspired by the landscape and Ansel Adams, Georgia O'Keeffe, JB Jackson, I tell my own story, having been heavily influenced by Lord Byron, HG Wells, Algernon Blackwood and Rod Serling. I call this work: landscape stories. They are low fantasy.

With a single, decisive blow, Cassandra - Shadow of Sammos, immortal warrior, and general of the Thiria - ended the war. The Emperor is dead and the Empire has fallen. Now that she is faced with the weight of rebuilding the world, Cass is blindsided by the choices of people she's never met. A Council she's never heard of demands she deliver the Emperor's head to an enemy general across the vast desert nation of Desheret. With her is a wide array of travelers from every nation, including old friends and old enemies. Cass must learn how to solve problems without her strength, violence, or her army, and navigate a world that doesn't yet know the Emperor is dead.

Seven top-notch assassins are reassigned to serve as a bodyguard squad for the president's son following attempts on his life by foreign agents. Draft 1. Part of the Quimbyverse. Current Word Count: 117.9K. Ongoing.

As the gears of fate move like clockwork, who can turn back time? Even if it could be done, this would only postpone the inevitable. Destiny is said to drive everyone forward, but faith as small as a mustard seed can throw a clog in the machine. And when a young woman's future seems sealed, she'll stand on providence. Achievements~ 🏅 Featured in the Loving Life|Spiritual reading list by newlywrittenbooks 🏅Featured in Novelettes reading list by ShortStory

Following the 13th century, a disgraced noble known as 'Faramund' is on the run, veering to the outskirts of society as he struggles to battle his eternal curse.

Crystalia Dagonian has spent years pretending she's okay with loving someone she can never have. Liana Drayori has spent years believing the people she loves will never leave. Then it all starts falling apart. At first it's small-sleepless nights, forced smiles, little lies no one questions. But grief has a way of changing people, and love can become something far more dangerous than either of them ever imagined. As friendships begin to crack, secrets refuse to stay buried, and obsession slowly replaces reason, Crystalia and Liana are forced to confront a terrifying truth: Sometimes the person who wants to protect you the most is the one you need protection from. And by the time anyone realizes how far things have gone... It may already be too late.

Part 1: He was born to be the kingdom's weapon, but she might be the first thing he's ever chosen for himself. He's the kingdom's golden boy. Famous. Untouchable. A sword prodigy with a perfect name and a rotten home. She's a poor girl with dirt under her nails and a family she'd burn the world for. Mallory Dulcee only wanted work. Jonah Kinley only wanted to be left alone. But when she's hired onto his estate, their worlds collide in the most dangerous way: late-night training, stolen moments, secret walks home, and a connection that feels like sin in a city that worships status. And when the wrong people notice, "romance" stops being cute and starts being deadly. Because Jonah isn't just a noble boy. He's Royal Hand. And falling for the wrong girl might cost them both everything. Part 2: He promised he'd come back. Then the King declared war. Now Jonah Kinley is trapped behind enemy lines with a shadow team, a mission nobody is allowed to question, and a hooded monster of a commander who smiles like he enjoys pain. Back home, Mallory is left with letters... and silence. They write to survive: love, fear, prayers, jealousy, guilt. Every page pulls them closer, even as the world tries to tear them apart. And when Mallory becomes a target, she learns the hard way that being "Kinley's girl" isn't a compliment... it's a threat. Meanwhile Jonah is changing. The war is changing him. And the man pulling the strings wants Jonah to become something worse. They can survive a kingdom at war, but can their love survive what the war turns him into? This is just a first draft so do with that as you will. Also, this may sound stupid but thank you to everyone who has viewed my story. I appreciate you all so much!

Writing songs in his bedroom, 24 year-old Tai Vuong wonders if there's a day he can share his music without pretending to be someone he's not. His invisibility powers aren't helping--it's just one more aspect to hide about himself in a world where expectations are sky-high and one slip-up can break his career. But when playing pretend is the cost for playing onstage, Tai must ask himself what reaching your dreams really means. As Tai meets more people and ordinary things add up to extraordinary circumstances, he realizes he doesn't want to change who he is. He needs to change how he sees himself. Set in the heart of Toronto, Backstage follows an autistic musician's journey to discovering what it means to be yourself. [Sequel to Keychains; can also be read as a standalone novel] Cover art by my talented friend, The Beige Crow. Please DM me if you'd like to commission their artwork. Banner art by JH_Foliage. Sticker made by @Pipwusa. This book is only available on W A T T P A D. If you are reading it on any other side, you are at risk of a malware attack. Please proceed to Wattpad.com where you can read the story safely and support the author.

The culmination of a person's life is a [Blessing] they bestow upon their closest in their final moments. You would be hard pressed to find a person dissatisfied with the workings of the world this principle has resulted in, yet no matter the utopia there will always be fools who stake their lives to chase futile ideals.

Drake is just a kid, right? So what if his parents don't give him much freedom? Who cares if people seem afraid of him? He might be incapable of producing powers like his siblings, but he's not alone in that. The Master Of The Earth cares, because they know the truth. Drake isn't Drake. He's Drazil. Someone at the center of a conspiracy that could change the fate of the world if discovered.

There are moments where everything could go differently. Most people call it chance. Iris calls it selection. She doesn't control reality. She chooses which version of it stays. At first, it's small, unnoticed, and harmless choices. Until the outcomes stop feeling random. Until people begin to notice the pattern. Until the versions that don't remain... start to matter. Between a best friend who understands her a little too well and a stranger who sees more than he should, Iris is forced to confront something she's avoided: Not every choice is neutral. And not every version of her deserves to exist. AI NOTE: I do not publish 100% raw AI material/output. I will add an AI note on books that have used AI-assisted narration. My stories were nonetheless developed from original ideas, characters, plot, and dialogue. AI tools were used to assist with descriptive language, scene expansion, and structural refinement. All final content was reviewed, edited, and shaped to reflect my own developing voice, intent, and storytelling style.

Before leaving Dublin, a young woman decides to interfere with the unfair trial of her childhood friend. TW: Torture, violence

[ToM AU] Everything ended in ruins for him. But now she's back, and he doesn't know what to make of it. fem!Deidara and Sasori.

E'thar, a world of wonder, of castles, knights, mythical beast or beast not so mythical, and in it all an outlier, a man not of this world. A man lost and alone, surrounded by strangers, but not all may be just that. Whether it be fate or the will of transcendent forces he finds his anchor, his steady rock, who they will both need to rely on each other to wade through the events his arrival had set into motion. Join me in the land of E'thar and behold, The Wachter of Olendes!

Amidst the bustle of the dawn market, Liesel, the Chief Assessor at the Guild Headquarters, pores over her 26th mission report. As a former B-rank scout who retired due to an injury, she has lived her life with only one form of atonement: "to measure things correctly." However, her eyes stop at a strange figure in the annual audit's statistical table. The quality of healing remedies from the remote region of Halden has consistently exceeded the royal capital's average every single year for the past twenty-six years. The man delivering those herbs is Vento, who holds the record for the longest stay in F-rank. A ledger where the handwriting never ages, and a single leaf tucked inside in place of a signature. Suspecting a false report, Liesel flies to the site, only to find extremely ordinary herbs with neither magic nor blessings. Yet, hidden within the man's footprints, the precision of a single sword stroke, and the calendar in his mind, lay the outline of an astonishing "craftsman's integrity." Following the breath of the human lives flowing behind the numbers, the quiet audit story of these two awkward individuals now begins.

The truth. They couldn't tell if it was a gift or a curse. After everything they went through though, they would probably say it's a curse worse than death itself.

Bounty hunters surveil a bold fugitive disguised as a guard escorting slaves to market. Episode 1 - The Last Coffle Reading time: 14 minutes

I will hurt you-but you will heal, immortal again, with that cardboard smile plastered all over your face. -The Case Study of Cardboard An experimental novel. If it resonates, please star and share your thoughts-I'd love to grow this with you. No explicit content as of now. ***New Chapter Once a Week -- or even twice***