Moraly-grey Stories

For decades, her world has been waiting for her. Renva was chosen by fate. As a Wanderer, she is destined to cross into a foreign world, to understand it-and to save it. Every step of her life has been shaped toward this one purpose. From childhood, she was taught what she would become. Doubt was never part of the plan. At her side stands Thoryn-her protector, her confidant, and the only companion she has on a journey with no promised end. But beyond the portal lies a world nothing like the one described in the ancient texts. Here, distrust is stronger than hope. Help always comes at a price. And as Renva struggles to fulfill the divine purpose she was chosen for, she finds herself caught among people who stopped believing in miracles long ago. The deeper she ventures into this unfamiliar world, the harder one question becomes to ignore: What if even the gods have not told her the whole truth?

His shoulder collides with mine with the gentleness of a medieval battering ram. The impact is brutal. My fingers slip. The cup flies through the air. And the coffee spills straight onto my shirt. Scorching. Black. Painful. I freeze, a stifled groan stuck in my throat. The burning sensation spreads beneath my shirt, creeping across my chest, seeping under my skin. I feel every drop piercing through the layers of my already battered dignity. And him... Jeon Jungkook. Motionless. Immaculate. Just as I remember him. As flawless as ever. - Oh... I... I'm sorry. I didn't see you, he whispers, a mocking smirk on his lips. Are you all right? That looked... hot. - I'll survive, I hiss, my teeth clenched. - The trainee's a tough one, I see... That's good; I like them with a bit of character. In a world far too rigid for their troubled hearts, is there something else hidden beneath their masks?