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What if the most beautiful place you had ever known was hiding something from you? Lumera is a world of floating islands, rivers that climb into the sky, paper birds carrying letters, and flowers that never die. For Lyra, none of this is extraordinary. It is simply home. She spends her days mapping its ever-changing paths, accompanied by a little fox made of moonlight. But when small things begin to stop making sense, curiosity leads Lyra toward questions she was never supposed to ask. Then she meets Nox-a young man with a strange habit of writing down everything he is afraid to forget. And slowly, Lyra begins to wonder: Can something still be paradise if you are not free to leave?

Claudia Cain knows how to survive. Be useful. Be quiet. Need nothing. But when an old law sends her to Idavoll on her twelfth birthday, she is forced into a world her mother spent years keeping from her-a world tied to her dead father, hidden bloodlines, ancient magic, and truths no one seems willing to say aloud. The wards know her. The ravens watch her. And something buried in her family's past is beginning to wake. Claudia thought leaving home would mean freedom. She was wrong. Somewhere between being chosen, being claimed, and being loved, she'll have to decide what belongs to her-and what never should have.

Whisper Hill was only the first answer. Far east of Lioran's village, Eira places her hand on a buried stone her grandmother spent a lifetime avoiding. By sunset, forgotten boundary lines are rising beneath old settlements. Roads return travelers to where they began. Promises made generations ago begin taking hold again. And somewhere to the north, an entire watchtower appears forty miles from the ground on which it was built. The oldest inscription offers only one warning: "When the western center opens, the eastern witness must stand." Eira has no idea what opened in the west, why the same ancient mark has appeared beneath her skin, or who the boy is that she keeps glimpsing beside a distant black hill. She has little time to find out. Across the eastern lands, impossible events are spreading. Northern soldiers believe the East is responsible. Old suspicions are turning dangerous, and civilizations that survived for generations by following very different rules of land, memory, distance, and oath are being forced toward one another. Far to the west, Lioran believed he had stopped the Shadow beneath Whisper Hill. He had only misunderstood how large it was. Something ancient is beginning to recognize itself across distances that were never meant to reconnect. And as forgotten parts of the world begin answering one another, Eira and Lioran may discover that Whisper Hill was never the center of the danger. It was only one place where the danger could be heard. The Eastern Witness is a mythic dark fantasy of impossible roads, ancient vows, rival civilizations, living boundaries, psychological mystery, and an enemy whose true scale is only beginning to emerge. New to the Whisper Hill Saga? Stone of Whisper Hill, Book I, is now available on Amazon Kindle and Kindle Unlimited. You can begin there for Lioran's full story, or step into The Eastern Witness with Eira as the world beyond Whisper Hill begins to open.

When the world breaks someone beyond repair, what are they allowed to become afterward? After a single moment shatters everything he knew, a quiet, withdrawn student finds himself drifting between grief, guilt, and something far more dangerous: certainty. As reality begins to bend and higher truths reveal themselves, he is drawn into conversations with forces that shape existence itself-forces that claim to know what is right, what is necessary, and what must never change. But the answers he's given don't bring peace. They bring responsibility. As time fractures and perspectives overlap, the story moves between classrooms and afterlives, ordinary days and impossible decisions. Systems are questioned. Authority is challenged. And the line between humanity and godhood begins to blur-not through ambition, but through loss. This is not a story about saving the world. It's a story about what happens after you decide the world is broken-and whether fixing it is mercy, arrogance, or something in between.

Child of Ragnarok is a dark fantasy epic where the soul of a modern-day survivor is reborn in the brutal Age of Blood-a world of Viking warbands, ancient gods, and monstrous prophecy. Torn between forgotten memories and savage new truths, the protagonist must battle through betrayal, hardship, and the awakening of myth itself. As the Serpent stirs and Ragnarok looms, survival isn't enough-he must rise, or be devoured by fate.

A witty fictional character, dissatisfied with her mundane life, is granted control over her story-only to uncover unsettling truths about her creator and her own existence.

When a group of curious children discovers a strange blonde girl living inside their school's ceiling, their innocent game turns into a haunting invitation to a world that promises eternal youth-and an inescapable fate.

Across a world of countless magical kingdoms, human existence is ruled by just four elemental powers: Fire, Air, Water, and Land. But no matter the magic, power belongs entirely to men. Kings rule the battlefield, while women are treated as mere pieces for political matches and maternity. ​Sixteen-year-old Astrid Cinderwell-Ignis is the last daughter of IgnisAtheria, a powerful hybrid kingdom of Fire and Air. Like everyone else, she is supposed to possess just a single element. But since the age of ten, Astrid has hidden a terrifying secret: she can control more than just fire. ​As her forbidden powers grow, so does her awareness of the dark secrets fracturing her home. Trapped in a prestigious academy and surrounded by royal expectations, Astrid must navigate a web of kingdom-wide mysteries before her true nature is exposed. Because in IgnisAtheria, being unique doesn't make you a hero-it makes you a target. New Chapters Drop Every Saturday! Author's Note: Reclaimed Fragments is officially posted only on Royal Road, Inkitt, Wattpad, and Webnovel. If you are reading this on any other platform, it has been scraped without my permission! Follow my official accounts on these four apps for the latest updates. My usernames on four platforms:- ​On Inkitt- MDAstrid(@MDAstrid) ​On Wattpad- MD Astrid (@Astridcinderwell) ​On Royalroad- MD Astrid ​On Webnovel- MDAstrid

Reminder this is a Fan base chromasylum universe This ward is the first gate in the Chromasylum, and it's not just dark-it's a funeral for your former self. If you're looking for healing or clarity, turn back. The Black Ward is for those who've already broken... and decided to walk anyway The Black Ward | "From despair, something sharp still survives." The Black Ward is not a beginning-it's what's left after everything ends. Forged from grief, forged in silence, this is the first domain of the Chromasylum. A place where light isn't just absent-it's unwelcome. Here, memories rot in the walls and emotions bleed into the air like soot. The architecture feels wrong, like a song played backward or a thought you shouldn't have had. The Black Ward calls to the broken, the bitter, and the buried. It feeds on regret and turns it into jagged truth. Those who enter are forced to face every version of themselves they tried to forget. Not to overcome them-but to become something forged from their ashes. The key to this ward is obsidian and bone, carved by emotion, humming with pain too old to have a name. Some say the Black Ward is a test. Others know it's a tomb.

Darius lives in solitude on the edge of a village, scarred by an old injury and the shadows of his past. To walk among people, he hides behind magic-taking the shape of a black cat. When a mysterious man saves his life after an accident, a quiet, haunting journey of closeness and concealment, trust and fear begins. Yet the deeper Darius ventures into the world of magic, the more his own sense of self begins to unravel. Who is he -- man, beast, mage? And what will remain when the mask finally falls? A lyrical, psychologically layered fantasy about identity, memory, and the longing to be truly seen. * This work is an English translation of my original story, which was first written in German. The translation was created by me with help of AI (as well as the cover image) and is intended to make the story accessible to a broader audience. While every effort has been made to preserve the tone, style, and meaning of the original text, this version is not a professional translation and may differ slightly in phrasing or nuance.

"Sometimes, breaking the cycle requires erasing yourself..." In a world where time doesn't move forward-but turns endlessly like a cursed wheel-Adam awakens from a car crash that stole his voice... and his parents. Silent, haunted, and broken, he meets a girl who claims to come from another world. A world that's dying. She says he is the one who can save it-or destroy it. But what if the enemy he's meant to fight... is himself? Read the opening chapters of Wheel of Darkness, a dark fantasy tale about identity, memory, and the courage to face the shadow within.

She heals broken souls... by becoming them. Dr. Riva Elen walks through dreams, spending six months inside her patients' minds to heal what the world cannot see. But when she enters Patient 37, she finds no past, no pain - only two perfect lives... and a soul that whispers: "I don't know who I am. Maybe I'm two people." Now, caught between illusion and truth, Riva must solve a mystery even the patient has forgotten. Before time runs out - and both of them are lost forever.

From a war hero turned convict comes the Crown's deadliest weapon. From a healer who lives by not having attachments. When Mira Voss starts to see her patients' problems, it changes when a captive Greylan Ashvorne is delivered to her, his body being torn apart by a power destroying him from within. He is officially a convicted traitor, but the truth lies beneath his injuries. The more she has to fight to keep him alive, the more she finds distance to be more perilous. The Crown sees what is happening, but she and he live in a system made for them, and both have to make sacrifices to preserve their humanity.

A girl enters a forest and finds a boy in a lonely tower. Their friendship feels magical, but magic can twist into chains. Dangerous AI is a modern fairy tale and a warning: about the risks of seeking companionship in artificial intelligence, and about love that can devour. The title carries a double meaning-Dangerous Artificial Intelligence, and Dangerous "Ai", the Japanese word for love.

Power isn't given. It's survived. In a brutal world where combat is culture and survival is performance, the Concord of Blades selects warriors from every corner of the known realms. Some fight for glory. Some for vengeance. And some-like Aevren, a quiet outcast with a portal ability mocked as useless-just want to prove they belong. But Aevren's desperation flings him into a dimension of nightmares, where the enigmatic Nyxia teaches him how to weaponize space itself. Years pass. Power awakens. And by the time Aevren returns, the world has changed-and so has he. Thrust into a deadly tournament alongside a living arsenal named Ryzen, a shape-shifting predator called Camile, and the corpse-controlling manipulator Mortis, Aevren must decide: Will he fight like them-or become something far worse? Throne of Shatterlight is a dark, character-driven odyssey of high-stakes battles, psychological warfare, warped evolution, and the price of restraint in a world that worships domination.

The Graves family has everything-money, power, beauty, and a mansion filled with chandeliers and secrets. But behind every polished smile lies something colder... darker... crueler. Fifteen years ago, a man collapsed on the kitchen floor while serving the family. His son screamed for help. A little girl cried beside him. And the entire Graves household stood still and watched him die. The girl grew up to forget the details. The boy grew up with nothing but the memory. Now she is twenty-two. And there is a shadow inside the mansion. A man who moves silently through the halls. A man who knows every corner of the house. A man who watches her... protects her... and steals only what the family never deserved. The night she catches him in the kitchen, he doesn't run. He steps toward her-calm, controlled, familiar. And when she offers him help, he gives her a single rule: "The first Sunday of every month. The Harbor Diner. Leave an envelope. Don't look for me." She doesn't know who he is. She doesn't know why he feels like a memory. She doesn't know why she feels safer with a thief in the dark than with her own family in the light. But the mansion remembers. The shadows remember. And the boy who disappeared has returned as a man shaped by pain, hunger, and love that never died. This is a story about secrets buried under luxury, a girl raised in a gilded prison, and the shadow who came back to claim everything he lost- including her.

Trapped in a never-ending nightmare, young Vic wanders through a world of symbols, shadows, and illusions - desperately searching for a way back home... or perhaps, back to himself. Among arcane battles, alchemical riddles, and ambiguous alliances, Vic will learn a truth as old as time: the path to light does not lie in fleeing the darkness, but in walking straight through it. To find joy again, he must allow himself to be tainted, to confront the blackest despair, and to accept that only those who have completely lost themselves can truly be reborn. Chrystalma - Heart of Crystal is not your typical fantasy novel. It's a poetic, initiatory, alchemical journey. It's the dream of a soul that stopped looking for answers in the visible world, and began to search in the shattered light of symbols, memories, and visions. Written in a lyrical, visionary prose, Chrystalma is not a book you simply read - it's a threshold you cross. Those who dare to enter won't just find a story. They'll find a metamorphosis. "Every soul that suffers seeks a language to return to the light. Chrystalma is that language."

Centuries ago, two ancient packs tore the world apart. the Thornevale, forged from blood and pain, and the Velyra, born under the cold blessing of the moon. From their forbidden love came a curse: one bloodline doomed to live without love, the other chained by love that could never be free. Damian Thornevale the Alpha without a mate mark, cursed to feel everything yet belong to no one. While the Luna born with the scent of an omega, the only one of her kind, worshiped and shunned in equal measure. When the blood-red moon returns, fate forces their worlds to collide. Her mark reacts. His curse falls silent. A bond that should not exist is awakened and with it, the ancient oath begins to unravel. Now, between the light and the thorns, two souls must decide: break the curse, or become its redemption.

Sulivan, a devout 15-year-old, lives in a city that worships the god Nomu. When a catastrophic volcano eruption forces his family to flee, Sulivan is separated and stranded on a mysterious island. Desperate and starving, he prays to Nomu for help, believing a miracle has occurred when strange, human-shaped trees seemingly transform into fruit. However, Sulivan later discovers the horrifying truth-his "miracle" was a delusion, and in his madness, he had killed and consumed the island's inhabitants, mistaking them for divine gifts. As his faith spirals into madness, Sulivan faces the devastating realization that his devotion has led him to commit unspeakable acts.

King Elrod discovers the Tome of the Fallen sealed deep within the forgotten tombs of Mount Evelone. Beneath its golden cover rests a dark, godlike orb said to grant the deepest desire of any who dare claim it-but every gift demands a terrible price. Haunted by visions of chained kings and shadowed keepers, Elrod begins to unravel as the tome binds itself to his mind. Yet his purpose never falters: to resurrect his dead wife and unborn child. And the tome answers. But resurrection is never merciful. The deeper Elrod descends into the orb's power, the more horrific the truth becomes-what he seeks to restore may cost the soul of the only family he has left: his son.