Secretweapon Stories

In which, the birth of Lucifer's son awakens Amara's darkest secret. [cover by @pepperronys] [under editing] [to be continued]

It's a story about the silent war between 2 clans which is not come to end or on surface, just continuing ages and ages without an end. They both are most mysterious cla...

One year ago, the kind-hearted Thomas Quade had an encounter with a wanted criminal that left him an orphan. He has recently resumed his natural physical abilities, but...

(This story is all from my imagination and IS not related to the real life) This story talks about a young poor girl named Scarlett that have a misfortune past but her l...

Jade Carmichael is a sixteen year old girl with no friends, no true place to call home, and a secret no one knows. Daniel, Cody, and Josh are three bad boys searching fo...

In a harrowing cyberpunk dystopia, Ethan, a master hacker, finds himself trapped in a relentless pursuit by a powerful corporation. Rescued by the enigmatic Claire, a fo...

A lab rat of the company "shotgun" that was used for their experiment was turned into the keeper of the secret weapon that can cause world death. After she gre...

Kriss is the only female leader of a mafia. She is constantly being harassed by other bosses because of her gender. When an unknown threat reminds her of the people who...

The heiress of a vast business empire, and a duchy full of assets and political intrigue, Vanessa E. Kingston is the woman whose social status may be at par of those in...

Diana Ralene Domingo

The children of Cripple Creek have been kidnapped! When school buses loaded with kids go missing, the Ministry of Monsters (MOM) send their top agents, thirteen-year-old...

Veronica Martin is the hero you always dream of but pray that you'll never need. She is, the secret weapon.

Giving freedom of speech to my bipolar thoughts. Wild, crazy, up and down. I'm tired of hiding So here it is 🌝🌚 -FatMood

From out of nowhere a gigantic tree comes spiking through the air, ploughing itself into the side of the bear, the scribbles of the braches rest at my feet. I sit there...