Mythics Stories

love through memory and dream. [bucky barnes x fem!oc] [pre ca:tfa → post endgame au] © -𝐨𝐟𝐜𝐛𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲

One Symorian. Infinite threads. At the center of reality lies the Loom of Fate, where every thread dictates a destined outcome. But when that balance fractures, the weave begins to unravel-and fate is no longer absolute. What happens when Dylora confronts something beyond even the system she helped create?

Before the villa by the sea... Before the lovers whose story would echo through time... Before the house that survived the ash... There was a boy fighting to survive the empire that tried to erase him. Caspian's story begins long before the events of The House That Survived the Ash: The Lovers of the Villa by the Sea. Once a disciplined young soldier, he is betrayed by the powerful house he served and thrown into the brutal world of the arenas - a place where men are remade into symbols or shattered into dust. But Caspian refuses to break. From the charcoal tunic of an unknown fighter to the white and royal blue of a rising champion, every battle shapes him into the man whose choices will one day alter the fate of a villa, a family, and a love story buried beneath the ash. This is the ember before the fire. The soldier before the legend. The life he lived before he ever stepped into the villa by the sea. The prequel to The House That Survived the Ash begins here - in betrayal, blood, and the first spark of destiny.

History is often an illusion of secrets. Beyond the maps we know lie forgotten kingdoms-lands of ancient power and architecturally impossible cities where myth isn't a memory, it's a heartbeat. When a college student crosses paths with a mysterious stranger, he is pulled from the safety of the lecture hall and thrust into a world where the laws of physics are merely suggestions. Now hunted by an alliance known as The Concordance, he and a band of gifted allies - each wielding dangerous abilities - must fight their way through 'Infernals' to uncover a forgotten prophecy. For it is said that long before their time, two opposing powers clashed in a war erased from history. And now... that war awakens once more. Adventure, danger, and mystery await in a story where myths are real, and the past is never truly gone.

A fairy-tale-esque short story, which deliberately adopts folklore-like writing, using personified cosmic forces to explore love as mutual illumination rather than possession. No placement, but this tale has gotten a 95/100 in the Triquetra Awards Short Story category!

I did not choose them. The water did. Beneath a city that does not know it is dying, something ancient has begun to wake. A king walks in chains he cannot see. A sword waits for a hand worthy of its weight. A scabbard remembers an insult - and a promise. The illusion is thinning. The rebellion is breathing. Destiny is no longer patient. They think they are searching for answers. They do not realize... They are the answer. And when the blade finally blooms, Atlantis will remember what it once was. - Lady of the Lake Inara Pendragon Keeper of the Merlin Legacy

Twelve‑year‑old Luna Marrow never asked to hear the voice that lives between yesterday and tomorrow. She never asked for the crescent mark that burns on her wrist. And she definitely never asked to be the only human who can see the thing whispering her name. But when dreams crack like glass and hours begin to fold in on themselves, Luna discovers that something ancient has awakened - something hungry, grieving, and impossibly patient. Now she must survive a collapsing timeline, a sarcastic cosmic narrator who refuses to leave her alone, and a woman made of broken tomorrows who wants to stitch the world into a new, impossible shape. In a town where memories vanish, days loop, and children can become ledgers, Luna must choose what she's willing to carry... and what she's willing to lose. Because whether she's ready or not, Luna Marrow is the only one who can hold the thread before the world unravels. You can also find this story under my name on Pocket FM, Wattpad, and Royal Road.

Don't forget... It's a fictional story...

Camelot stands, but the balance that once held it together is failing. In the wake of victory, Merlin discovers that magic does not forget what it touches. Power leaves echoes-of fear, of choice, of desire-and those echoes are beginning to fracture the careful control he fought to build. As Avalon's ancient systems stir and realign, the guardians who saved it must confront a truth far more unsettling than any enemy: not every wound is caused by darkness. Beyond Camelot, a familiar presence watches from the stars, bound by duty to a world still bleeding from its own collapse. When paths cross again, trust turns volatile and understanding gives way to conflict. What once steadied Merlin now threatens to unmake him-and the fracture between them ripples outward, destabilizing forces neither side can fully contain. As alliances strain and the boundaries between magic and technology blur, the guardians face a choice that will reshape Avalon itself. This time, the greatest danger is not what they stand against-but what they might become.

***Reminder: This story is a work of fiction and is not an accurate representation of Greek mythology. The name of the main character was originally created by me.*** *** Before the gods. Before the Titans. There was only chaos-and what chaos abandoned, it did not forget. Keralos, the forsaken son of a forgotten Primordial, wandered the Earth unseen, a soul cursed with immortality and no memory of purpose. Cloaked in shadow, with eyes glowing like the void itself, he walked the world alone-saving mortals in secret, never knowing why. Feared by the divine and named The Dread Force, Keralos perished with no history, no home, and no love. But fate had other plans. Reborn as Vorthalon, a new child of Chaos, he awakens in a body not his own-with eyes that remember what the stars dare not. In a universe that buried his name, he must now search for meaning, identity, and the reason why he was brought back. For when the past stirs... even the Primordials begin to tremble.

We got a half demon boy and a fallen Princes, not much to say and no it's not a romance story... mostly, probably.

Im changing this book completly, its still going to be drarry but im now using a prompt generator 😎 Oh and these are oneshots :)

Do you want to become a mermaid? Do you feel connected to the ocean? If so, check out this story! Here I will explain everything you need to know on becoming real mermaid. Want more information? Follow for updates or send me a message! -- To my irl friends that follow my accounts. I'm not crazy ✨️

Here are my ocs for any role play I do

deep in the lands of zaron. humans and elves have been at war for over a thousand years over three sticks that control all of existence. that will all change once a young child enters the fray

In the frozen Yukon, miners uncover a perfectly preserved baby mammoth from the permafrost-but as the ice thaws, something ancient and restless awakens beneath the tundra, hungering for the warmth that disturbed its eternal sleep.

War breeds war. When Harry, Ron, and Hermione brought down the Dark Lord, they believed the nightmare had ended. They were wrong. Voldemort's reign left more than ruins in its wake. It left fractures - in families, in loyalties, in magic itself. Some wounds heal. Others fester. And from those wounds, something has begun to rise. Years after the battle of Hogwarts, the trio - and the entire wizarding world - must confront a force born not of ambition, but of consequence. A threat shaped by the very war they thought they had survived. This time, victory may demand more than courage. It may demand the last spell ever cast.

this book isn't really at risk anymore. it's still here. and don't worry, i'm still alive :) (not) Hello! This is my diary of becoming a real fox neko! Warning, this is 100% REAL. I am NOT kidding about this. And plz no hate. I try to update everyday! This book features my life becoming a mythic in a family of humans and a mother who doesn't really approve of this.. and for goodness sake, NO. COMMENTS. ASKING. ME. IF. I. WANT. TO. COLLABORATE. TO. MAKE. My. "STORY". MORE. APPEALING. this isn't a story, sheesh! enough with the trolling! I can't believe I had to mention this! Read on to see more! ;)

What if Destiny requires Consent? "When Sky and Earth embrace, so shall be born the final God of the Untamed Wilds, he who is marked by Balance, and who shall overthrow the Nephilim of Va Allae even while crushing the Faeries of Haedel underfoot." - Prophecy of the Wild God Vydahr is a young Angel - a vampiric race of powerful magical beings that live for centuries - who lives with his family in the south-western corner of Naose in a place called the Vale. A place of megafauna and lingering Faerie magic, the Vale is vast and unforgiving to those unprepared for its challenges. Yet young Vydahr - not quite yet 18 at the beginning of this tale - moves through the misty groves and waving meadows as rhythmically as the seasons. In tune with himself and the natural world as he is, Vydahr does not rely on his skills and strength alone. He was raised by a great healer of sternly compassionate demeanor; a soft spoken, fox-clever tinkerer; and a distant warrior-scholar with the curiosity and capacity for mischief of a magpie. With the support of his aunt, uncle, and father as well as a cousin that always seems to find a way to convince Vydahr to participate in varied magical and mundane experiments, the young Angel will go on a journey to discover himself and his place in the world. Will Vydahr's Journey be one of destruction? Of creation? Or perhaps a third path will be revealed along the way... In Wildheart, identity isn't found in isolation, it's forged in the bonds we choose and the ones we're born into. Vydahr's path is anything but paved: marked by prophecy, tested by magic older than empires, and guided by family both bound by blood and found along the way. This is not just another high fantasy draped in rich lore. It's a story that serves a more intimate truth: that belonging gives us the strength to take the first steps toward who we are meant to become. No man is an island - not even a fledgling god.

With forgotten past, unforgiven mistakes, Theodore Dragonbane sees the sunlight again . Taken prisoner by the kingdom of Valkyries , he is forced to attend the acadamy , unfortunately for him , he is the most powerful among the guys as each Valkyrie targets him. With neighbouring kingdom Agustrul waging war against Valkyrie kingdom and another kingdom secretly supporting it ,will Valkyrie kingdom be able to win the already lost war? Will they really be able to defeat the undefeated God Of Destruction? Answer to all these questions are two question itself . What happened thousand years ago? Who is berserker?