Lowfantasy Histoires

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 16 chapters ahead on Patreon! ⭐️ (Cover art by ME. I illustrated it.)

Sarah is a witch . She gets the curse while protecting the earth from evil witches . Later her best friend betrayed her and she takes help of her human friend to free herself from curse . The portal is again open.....

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

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.

After a devastating defeat, humanity was forced to give up their land and relocate to two isolated continents that were labeled as impossible to live on. After hundreds of years while the rest of the world focuses on agricultural and living conditions. Humanity had focused on its weapons and military. As years of isolation were broken and tensions rise, the fate of the world is left uncertain.

Magic in Varen is a ledger economy: you borrow power, you owe a debt. Scribes are the ones who collect those debts into their own bodies, paying them down through real physical cost. No chosen ones, no prophecies-just an unglamorous, structural system with rules that cannot be argued with. Sixteen-year-old Kael Morrow never wanted to be part of it-until a stranger's debt lands in his body on a Thursday afternoon, and the choice is made for him. Now he's navigating a hidden world alongside Dara Voss, a trained Scribe who doesn't trust him, while something in his neighborhood is quietly rotting: rust on new metal, birds that won't return, streetlights dying block by block. Someone has been rerouting the city's magical debt for thirty years-offloading it onto the people least able to carry the cost. Kael's father knew. And said nothing. The magic has rules. The rules have consequences. The consequences are the story.

VANSEE: EMERALD ABYSS Modeled after the legendary ancient weapon "Greek Fire," this is a tale of pure human drama and political intrigue, reminiscent of the Game of Thrones series. In the medieval Mediterranean, behind the glittering facade of a prosperous port city, a taboo alchemy is performed-a weapon capable of shaking the foundations of nations. Overnight, a nameless compounder is hunted for this very secret. With nothing but a mysterious necklace glowing with an eerie green liquid, his desperate flight for survival begins. No magic. No chosen heroes. Just human ambition, betrayal, and a 100% human drama revolving around the creator of a terrifying weapon. At the end of this escape across the deep blue sea, what awaits him? And what is the true nature of "VANSEE"? (This is the first draft of the story. The final, polished version will be available for purchase on Kindle later.) #darkfantasy #humandrama #royalty #lowfantasy #politicalintrigue #powerstruggle #alchemy #survival #betrayal #medieval

🥇 1st Place - Best Prologue (Whispers Beneath the Ice mini-awards, 2025) 🥈 2nd Place - Best Writing Style (Enchanted Grave Awards, 2025) 🥈 2nd Place - Best Villain (Starfish Awards, 2025) ⸻ ✧ ⸻ Beneath the earth, the sun is only a memory - and its light is no longer free. The powerful have bottled it, priced it, and called it holy. Every flicker, every breath, must be paid for in Lumen. Lucy Farrow was born in the Gloom, where the air tastes of rust and hope is a dangerous thing. Her mother taught her to keep her glow low - to survive unseen. But when the light inside her begins to stir, Lucy's secret could unravel the order that keeps their divided city alive. High above, in the marble halls of the Halo, Prince Cassian Soleyne uncovers a secret among ink and dust - a forbidden lineage that could unmake the order he was born to protect. His duty is to snuff it out: his heart tells him to save it. As rebellion brews in the dark and doubt kindles in the light, their paths will cross - and together they will awaken a fire long thought dead. A Radiant who could bring back the dawn... or burn the world to ash. ⸻ ✧ ⸻ His guest merely nodded sharply. "Until next time, mister Briar". With that, he turned and marched toward the door - his colleagues followed him close behind. Lucy could hear their footsteps fade away and relief washed over her. As soon as it did, the lanterns of the chandelier rattled softly - the Lumen danced for a split second, as if celebrating. But that was enough. The agents abruptly turned around, having seen the shadows on the floor - slowly, they aimed their emotionless gazes skyward, staring at the chandelier. "Tell me, mister Briar", the captain spoke, his eyes still fixated upon the lamps, "Does your Lumen always malfunction like this?" The Lantern Man tapped with a finger on the desk. "As a matter of fact, sir - yes, it does. It's still an old batch: it flickers all the time. I ought to get it replaced soon".

Random/disordered pieces. Generally written in a dreary haze of sorts. More lucid than brain fog yet with the oppression of hallucination. A wakeful dream; The sense of it, at the very moment it's written been clear, slips away when revisited later. It's rather useless by then. Passion never lasts. And I'm stuck romanticizing the ephemeral. <> Finding human writing/art/media apart from ai will become as pedantic as abstaining for organic produce from the conventional in a market. It all feeds the same anyhow: SFX Props? VFX CGI? GenAI? At some point, barely anyone would bother differentiating. The consequences overall lies in rumor and superstition with a scientific flavor. Getting ahead of the curb by acting on suggestions/hypotheses as mandates; could such gamble be afforded over and over? Doesn't gambling lead to a net loss on average? By the end of it, organic's the minority, as against automation, so will be humanity. Writing on itself as a form of sincere expression, like this, is a type of clownery. A doomed hobby, mutually outmoded as reading. Doomscrolling would've been a better use of time on my end. "Fast fashion" form of writing has always been the point for the mainstream. Writing's streamlined for a long while now. LLM-AI is that final step to maximize the output. Really, is it bad? Its a self-sufficient haven: Why complain over getting more of what one wants, like the want of reading? Quality in art is in the mercy of subjectivity. Not good enough? Want improvement?: Improvement is the expertise of ai. It's only natural. What can be done? I don't know: spiting against a tsunami will not prevent it from coming and washing everything away that's good. And sometimes it takes even the bad amongst the wreck. I'm here; Luddite. Inept. I can only wait to be swept away or drown by it. Whichever comes first. "Sent from my IPhone"🙏🌽⚽️ Cover: Self-Edited(Muhammad Siyah Qalam miniatures)

Decades ago, clouds from space blanketed the Earth, silent, unexplained, and seemingly harmless. Years later, children born with powers. The world changed. And not for the better. Ida Twelvetrees is one of them. A survivor of Laetus, a place where gifted children were "studied," manipulated... and broken. With her past buried under grief and fire, Ida is determined to live her life as her brother wanted to live his. So, she took a scholarship from a very prestigious school that promises a better future. But with the news of disappearance of the children and adults, quietly, mysteriously, Ida fears the Laetus have returned. With the help of her new and old friends, they must find the missing person and shut down Laetus, before it swallows them all. And this time, Ida won't run. She'll burn it all down, if she has to. For the sake of the world she and her brother dreamed. *** Can't promise when the new chapters come, but will try to send at least a chapter per month! Hope you'll enjoy it!

TITLE CHANGED ( used to be Beneath Still Water ) They were children when they met on Harmony Island. They were children when they learned what their abilities could be weaponised to do. Now, years later, Atka and Taiyo hide their past behind concealer and smiles, clinging to each other in a city that doesn't know what they've survived. But the past has a way of surfacing. And when it does, they'll have to decide: keep running, or finally face what was done to them-and what they were forced to do.

Part 1: In the late-industrial city of Hollencrown, Jonah Kinley-a 16-year-old sword prodigy tied to the Royal Hand-falls for Mallory, a poor but fierce-hearted girl hired to help at his estate. Their bond grows through small, luminous moments. They must deal with the prejudices of the upper class as the ball draws near. Part 2: Two years after Raremeer, Jonah is sent behind enemy lines with the unreadable Cadeis while Mallory holds the home front-love meets rain and steel under a king's war for "unity." 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!

Timothy Weaver, smalltime witch and full-time survivor, is having a rough season, and the dragon child that crash-landed in his forest home hasn't made things any better. Now he's stuck in a new town, hiding the very secret that drove him to spend seven years with only the critters of the wood for company. Still, there's at least one nice thing about living in the small town of Fresa-- it's never boring. Updates every Friday. Also available on Royal Road! See my links here: kbear.carrd.co

Yule has always enjoyed reading fantasy books in which the main character's life becomes a video game, or they fight their way through dungeons or a tower to save the world or themselves. He does not anticipate being forced into these scenarios himself. Specifically, he's forced through a series of Challenges with no end in sight. Fortunately for him, he doesn't seem particularly unique among the other Challengers, so he most likely doesn't have to undergo the usual additional problems a main character would. After all, there are plenty of people around him far more suited for the spotlight, like the Ranked #1 Challenger and the Wanderer who's fought through various Challenges designed for other worlds. Perhaps he can just coast through it as best he can like a side character or a background extra. Ah, but...something feels wrong. It's as if he's been involved even before the Challenges began...

The Far Eastern empire of Liuxian is flourishing, and the millennia-old tradition of porcelain dolls helps keep its subjects within a religious regime. One of the princes, chosen as a child, as part of custom to incarnate the god of porcelain, is sent to the coastal kingdom of Espar to marry the local heir to the throne as part of an alliance. Unfortunately, during the journey, all in the retinue fall victim to an Esparian band of villains, but the prince's body remains undiscovered. Five years later, another young prince from the country of Koder sets out on an expedition to circumnavigate the entire continent of Euloris. During the voyage, he is caught in a shipwreck but manages to survive along with part of the ship's crew thanks to the Esparians' help. Little does he know that this will land him in the middle of the mystery surrounding the disappearance of the Liuxian prince and give him the opportunity to uncover the truth, the whole truth. 1 place in #bl 17.02.2024 Please note that this is an author's translation of the original Polish text, so due to language differences, some content may have been lost or slightly changed in the translation process. Genre: Fantasy Subgenre: Low Fantasy Age category: 16+ Author: Jagoda Wiśniewska Translator: Jagoda Wiśniewska The cover is my own piece of work.

The continued story from Reyna's journal placed in the world of Angel of Death.

Birgitta the nun, the grumpiest sister ever taking vows, is forever hiding in the Monastery. She wants nothing but to mind her own business - pleasantly seated in her favorite chair in front of a good fire - but is forced on an adventure, as a wizard suddenly turns up at the monastery, bringing her wayward manners and useless staff. The adventure, such as it turns out to be, brings heaps of misunderstandings, some hope lost, and a bundle of broken trusts. Birgitta the nun, in the end, finds herself on a quest, searching for friendship just as much as longing for solitude.

A fantasy short story written for JustWrite Ohio's January contest. The prompt was to write a fantasy story based on the photo I'm currently using as the cover. Enjoy!

Jude Itzler is a lonely immortal who lives in the middle of the woods. August is a mysterious sorcerer who is about to throw his world into chaos, in the best and worst ways. © adroite 2019 { cover by the lovely @demonologies! }

Teldaine, a young boy from a remote fishing village in a society ruled by priests who wield magic tied to oaths and the power of the human soul, is trapped. His parents, tired of toiling day-in and day-out merely to survive in a meager existence, have decided to devote themselves to the Calling of the sea. Their son, Teldaine, is not eager to throw his life away by becoming a near-mindless devotee to the sea goddess Calashtos, even if it means kinder catches and safer storms for his people. In a fit of rage at being mocked, he dumped a basket full of fish guts onto Relar Marlin - the ruling priest's son. The story opens with the aftermath of this prank as Teldaine 'Daine' runs away from his calling and, ultimately, towards his fate.