Wuxiavibes Stories

After a war that pitted ice against lightning, a fragile peace binds the victors and the grieving. Imara Valen, a lightning mage tending the garden her brother left behind, is sent to Dragon Academy-Tianlong's elite training ground-to honor a treaty she didn't choose. Waiting there is Crown Prince Jianhong Chen, an ice‑forged weapon of the empire and the man whose blade ended her brother's life. When the Academy's ancient Partnership System pairs Imara with Jianhong, a living bond fuses their powers-and their truths. Forced to train side‑by‑side, they navigate ruthless social hierarchies, deadly Trials in the Wandering Mountains, and simmering conspiracies threading the imperial court. As their ice and lightning begin to harmonize, enemies‑to‑lovers becomes more than a trope-it's a choice made in battle, in silence, and in the spaces where grief becomes courage. A rich, atmospheric academy fantasy about karmic debts, found family, and a love strong enough to rewrite the rules of power. ©️ Relle H

She came for the karst mountains, the rice terraces, the bamboo rafts, the beautiful. lakes, the Li River - the peace and beauty of a holiday in china. But when the jade lotus disc pulsated and glowed in daylight , something. shifted. Is it science................ or, something far more Ancient ?. Celeste Noir weaves stories where fantasy bleeds into the real world. inspired by her own. travels, she writes tales of beauty, longing. and haunting obsession. The cave is a whispered Question - is it just a holiday ......... or something that has been waiting? ..........

🌙🔥 They said the world ended when Sixuan fell. A warrior cloaked in myth, a protector forged in flame - she defied a Sovereign King to protect a realm that feared her power. Her name was erased. Her bloodline buried. And her child... forgotten. Until the stars moved again. Zixuan was never meant to be born. Not in this life. Not in this war. Not with this blood. But destiny doesn't ask permission - it just repeats. Now, she stands in a world still haunted by her mother's ashes. Powerful. Alone. Unclaimed. And as prophecy stirs, so does fear - because what they once buried has returned, not as a savior... but as a warning. But this story isn't hers alone. It belongs to the fallen general who became a father when the heavens gave him no choice. To the King who "loved " her but hurt her. To the man fated to love Zixuan - and the war he'll wage just to stand beside her. To the gods who dared to interfere... and the realms they'll pay to keep their secrets. Power was supposed to end with Sixuan. But fire remembers. And fate? Fate never forgets the ones who burned too brightly.