Metaphysicalfantasy Stories

Melody Singleton is a bright 13-year-old girl who loves math, classical music, her mom, her best friend Yaeko, and her dog. To her classmates that makes her a nerd, and they cruelly treat her as such. After being expelled from the advanced algebra class for not paying attention, she meets her new teacher, Mr. Conor, who gives her a very strange homework assignment. You see, she got kicked out because she was distracted by a symbol that the rest of us can't see, a beautiful sigil that, incredibly, Mr. Conor can see too, because it's on the assignment he gave her! But that's just the beginning. Her mom goes on a date to the Pier with Mr. Conor, and Melody is forced to tag along. That's bad enough. But then on the date Mr. Conor introduces her to one of his friends who freaks her out because his eyes are completely black; and then on the walk home, seagulls attack Mr. Conor and he has to be taken to the hospital! Her weird assignment still beckons. Melody suspects that the mysterious symbol on it, and Mr. Conor's weird friend, and the seagull attack are all intimately related like the variables in an algebra equation. If she can just figure out what the sigil is, how to make it do what she wants, she knows the rest of the equation will be solved. What she doesn't know is if she's successful, her life will be changed ... forever.

> Before gods ruled, a name was spoken. It broke the world into story, silence, and scar. Now the Beyonder walks the moon, writing what must never be remembered... until it begins remembering him.

In a world built on flame and bloodlines, Nia'tari was never meant to rise. She was supposed to forget. To burn. To vanish like the others. But the flame chose her. And so did the root. Now, as ancient Houses tremble and hidden bloodlines awaken, Nia'tari becomes more than a name-she becomes a bridge. Between memory and creation. Between what was, and what was never allowed to be. From cliffside villages to lost cities buried in silence, a new kind of fire begins to spread-one that remembers everything. One that refuses to be erased. She is not the end. She is the beginning of those who carry both flame and root. And the world must decide: Will it burn... or bloom?

She was chosen by the Star. He was claimed by the Dark. In a world where demons have honour and love is destiny, only one pair can save the throne... but the Star has two hands. This story is aimed at adult readers (18+) looking for metaphysical, symbolic and emotionally complex narratives. She explores spiritual, existential and relational themes that resonate particularly with a mature readership. Original translation in progress - by the author herself "The Bridge" is an original work written in Russian, inspired by metaphysics, the poetry of the elements and the quest for reunion beyond death. As an author, I translate this text myself into English, chapter after chapter, taking care to preserve every nuance, every symbol, every sacred breath. The publication follows the rhythm of proofreading - slow, attentive, almost ritual. If you are looking for a story that speaks to the soul rather than entertainment, you have come to the right place. Here, two souls return from the abyss. Here, fire, ice and wind have a name. And here, every thread of fate leads to a bridge... between worlds, between gods, between hearts. Also available in French: https://www.wattpad.com/story/403221913-le-pont-sur-des-mondes-1-grimoire-de-l%27-obscur

The flame has split. The flame has chosen. Zariah Baptiste is no longer just the heir of Nyah Sungbo or the keeper of ancestral fire-she is Nia'tari, the Flame That Chooses. But creation is never without consequence. As her power evolves, so too does the darkness that once slumbered beneath the earth. A new threat rises-Veyra, born from the fire Zariah tried to forget. She is vengeance without memory. A future corrupted before it could even begin. Across continents, names vanish from history. Elders fall silent. And deep in a salt-cracked temple, something older than gods watches with hunger in its golden eye. Now, Nia'tari must face the shadow of her own becoming, protect Ayika-the last Firstborn-and confront the cost of choosing creation over destruction. Because the fire no longer just remembers... It dreams. And dreams, once awakened, can burn the world clean.