Mythics Stories

A quiet story where nothing breaks - and yet everything shifts. On a calm street, ordinary days begin to feel slightly wrong. Bodies react, objects change, and care slowly turns into responsibility. No one announces the impossible - it simply takes root. This is a slow, uncanny novel about liminal states, fragile trust, and the moment when something unfamiliar becomes impossible to ignore.

After loss tore her world apart, Raine Dyer vanished into the forest living in a forgotten cottage. There, beneath the canopy's twilight glow, she stumbles upon an ancient clay statue hidden among the roots. From that moment on, dreams bleed into reality. Whispers follow her. Shadows shift. And the forest remembers more than it should. A haunting tale of loss, isolation, and the secrets buried beneath moonlit soil.

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.

The whole world is covered in darkness, every single creature walks in wickedness, no light, no sound of good heart, no moral law, no righteous acts. The stones carrying great strength, being able to lead the whole world or control. It is the duty of the so called "Stone Overseers" to change the incoming fate of the world.

Four disciples. Four Vedas. Four paths that were never meant to cross. their journeys collide to awaken something forgotten...

The Sun that Walks in the Night is a dark, philosophical poem that confronts humanity's oldest illusions-truth, morality, divinity, and identity. Through apocalyptic imagery and mythic symbolism, it explores a world trapped in endless cycles of decay, where society feeds on fear and virtue fractures under pressure. The poem rejects distant gods and external salvation, turning inward to reveal a harsher revelation: that demons, sins, and even gods are born from human desire itself. Truth is not presented as light or comfort, but as a blade-one that destroys illusions before cutting into the soul that clings to them. At its core, this work is an existential descent into the self, where the final confrontation is not with hell or heaven, but with the darkness that speaks from within. The "sun" that shines in the night becomes a symbol of inner awakening-terrifying, isolating, and unavoidable. This poem is for readers drawn to bleak introspection, cosmic symbolism, and unapologetic truths-those willing to face the abyss and recognize it as their own reflection.

For three thousand years, Valeria has known peace. Tonight, the stars fall. A vision of fire and ruin shatters the mind of Arin Marcellus Vashin, Prophet‑Sage of Valeria. Dragons rise from the Deep. The Book‑Eternal is stolen. The First Flame trembles. And the ancient prophecy carved into the temple walls begins to awaken. As Michaél and Sariél-the Firstborn Guardians-descend to defend the realm, Arin is thrust into a future he cannot escape. A future where betrayal cuts deeper than steel and faith is tested in fire. The shadow of treachery deepens as brethren turn, dragons consume, and beneath it all, a hidden shadow in the Firmament-an ancient abomination of steel and flesh, long entombed in ruin-watches and waits. Bound by rebirth, eternal love, and an ancient betrayal that shadows their every step, Michaél and Sariél-and those who stand with them-must face a question older than the First Age itself: Will their bond endure? Will faith triumph over corrupted technology? Will the Ancient One and the Great White Lion's roar hold the Nexus and the Twelve Realms? Two mortal children, touched by the ethereal, will rise to wield the Blades of Genésis and stand against ancient corruption-or watch the Twelve Realms burn. Their choices will shape the fate of every realm. Will they walk in prophecy and faith... or turn from their destiny written before creation took its first breath? Who are these children? What are they? And why is their origin shrouded in mystery? Across the Twelve Realms, lost relics from the First Age lie scattered and forgotten-each one holding a fragment of a hidden history so vast and devastating that even the strongest of sages would shudder... if they dared to find them, cross‑reference them, and face the truth they reveal. This is an epic saga of prophecy, mythic warfare, ethereal guardians, ancient lineages, betrayal, revenge, faith, and love rediscovered in the shadow of annihilation. by M.B. Talmai Updates: 1 chapter every wee

As the stardust of past wars settles, new powers awaken in the farthest reaches of the cosmos. The remnants of the Old Celestials whisper across the galaxies, drawing ancient beings and emerging titans into a galactic convergence. Meanwhile, the crew of the Eclipse Voyager finds themselves navigating an evolving multiverse where fate bends, and the stars themselves choose champions. New alliances are forged among scattered empires while the enigmatic Starforged Vault-an artifact from before time-unlocks cryptic visions of an impending celestial transformation. Among the chaos, one name begins to echo louder than ever: a lost descendant with the power to shape eternity. Will the new heirs of starlight rise together-or be consumed by the darkness that even light fears?

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 Noase 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. Remember: No man is an island - not even a fledgling god.

Before the world learned how to survive, it had to be created. Vita is the embodiment of Creation and Life, brilliant, restless, and endlessly curious. Mortis is her opposite, her brother and her constant: the quiet God of Endings who waits, watches, and ensures that nothing lasts forever. Together, they shape existence itself light and shadow, motion and restraint, beginning and end. As ages pass and creation grows more complex, Vita does the unthinkable. She falls in love. Heart is mortal. Fragile. Temporary. Everything Vita is not. And loving her means accepting a truth Vita has never had to face before: creation does not grant ownership. Even gods must learn to let go. Across lifetimes and reincarnations, Vita watches Heart live, love, and die again and again never interfering, never claiming her, loving from a distance that hurts but does not fade. Until the rules begin to bend. Until restraint fails. Until love becomes a choice instead of a boundary.

There are seven seas in this world and seven keys Robbie must find to unlock a treasure no one has ever claimed. One that no one even agrees exists. Robbie doesn't set sail for gold or glory. He goes because his life feels like a debt he's failing to repay, and the sea is the only place that doesn't ask him why. And maybe, just maybe, whatever treasure awaits at the world's end will help him find where he belongs. Guided by a strange map, Robbie searches the known seas for what might unlock the treasure. Along the way, he gathers an unlikely crew, one that slowly and quietly begins to feel a lot like home.

Presence gathers. Motion slows. Sound softens. The Ether manifests-not as figure, but as the texture of existence itself. It lingers in the space between matter and time, holding identity, memory, and form just long enough to be felt.

Retelling of The Lightning Thief - with a twist. Joren Hale, son of the Primordial Sea, was warned to stay away from Camp Half-Blood-to keep his head down, keep his name unspoken, and never draw the gods' attention. But when Percy Jackson is claimed and thrown into Olympian warfare, Joren can't stay hidden anymore. Because the gods might ignore their children... ...but water recognizes water. A shadow-mentor. A dangerous history. A quest that was never meant to include him-until it does.

Nathan Hayes has spent his life being invisible-so unseen that when time freezes, it forgets to stop him. Alone in a silent city, he wanders through motionless streets until he encounters a strange, self-luminous object, smooth as liquid metal, etched with symbols that shift when unobserved. It does not ask permission. It simply reacts. When Serena begins to move within the frozen world, it is not by Nathan's design. Their meeting feels like an accident-until it becomes clear that nothing about it is. Outside of time, with no explanations and no escape, the two form a connection in the stillness, drawn together by something neither fully understands. As they search for answers, they uncover traces of a hidden order older than history-one that decides who is protected, who is forgotten, and which lives are allowed to end. Their growing bond draws attention from forces that were never meant to be disturbed. Some moments are frozen for a reason. Some futures are carefully guarded. And some loves exist only because the world looked away. My 10 Minute Love - The Time Between Heartbeats is a fantasy romance about invisibility, fate, and the quiet defiance of loving someone the universe has already marked to lose.

This is going to be my experiences with magick and faerie blood. My life. It isn't all sunshine and faerie circles.

Tree of life.....guarded by a terrifying beast....a human girl, an elf, a dark elf, a demon, a vampire and an adventure that could kill them all............. Will they prevail or will they crumble from the challenges that they'll face? I own all the characters in this book. Any similarities of names or events are purely coincidental.

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In a submerged atoll of diwata magic, half-blood weaver Lira binds a cursed vow-net to save fading souls, and confronts a colonial ghost twisting love into chains. A lyrical Filipino-inspired fantasy of hybrid identity, lost vows, and resilient roots. #Fantasy #Mythology #Diwata

She is the heart of a world that is slowly dying. Liora carries Earth within her-its skies, its oceans, its fragile humanity-loving them even as they poison her from the inside. She is gentle, devoted, and breaking... yet beneath her kindness burns something ancient and volcanic, waiting to erupt. Three gods surround her. One watches from a distance, burning with a love that would destroy her if he ever held her too close. One steadies her trembling body, his touch the only thing keeping her upright, his quiet possessiveness just as dangerous. And one waits in the cold, believing mercy has failed-and that saving her means ending everything she protects. As her strength fades and desire tightens into obsession, Liora must choose between the world she loves and the gods willing to ruin the universe to claim her. Because loving her is suicide. Letting her die is unthinkable. And saving her may be the most monstrous act of all.

In the radiant kingdom of Lumeria, protection comes at a terrible cost.A story of quiet love, inherited violence, and the cost of survival, The Shadow of Silence is about consent, legacy, and the courage it takes to end what should never have existed. Some legends are born in fire. Others are born when someone finally chooses to be silent no longer.