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A village healer almost seems to good to be true.  how could someone save a person from nearly dying, and never seem to fall sick themselves. Maybe somethings are just better left in the dark.All Rights Reserved

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Forgotten Embers | ONC2025 by Lukinglass

A kingdom doomed to burn. A beast fated to rise. A love that should have changed everything. The curse that will never forget. Once every quarter year, on the same fateful night, the kingdom is reduced to ash. The people cower, the king grieves, and when the sun rises, the world is restored; perfect, untouched, and utterly unaware of the devastation that came before. No one remembers the ruin. No one questions the cycle. This time, though, something is changing. Fragments of forgotten lives claw at the edges of her mind. The king hesitates when he should be certain. Old wounds ache with memories that shouldn't exist. And for the first time in centuries, she has a choice: let the curse claim them once more, or break the cycle; no matter the cost. But to do that, they must remember. And if they do, she might lose him all over again. Because the past isn't done with them. And this time, when the flames rise, there may be no reset... only reckoning. Written for the open novella contest 2025. Prompt 129 : The ink of our souls binds us beyond the pages of time.

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Blood and Apples: An Annora Park Novel: Book One by BellesLuckyMelody

Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death. Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth. I am useful, never loved. I am used, never thanked. I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted. I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness. I have accepted my designed fate. Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing? What will happen if I give in...and love? What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life... Worlds End. RH*Mature Content*Advisable only for 18 and over

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Even In Pieces [bxb] by the_typewriter_ink

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"You're lying." Zavier spoke so low that even he barely heard his words himself. "Huh?" He picked up the volume of his voice this time, "You're lying." "No I'm not." "Okay, so if I was to come this close-" Zavier lifted Isaac's face by his chin and brought his face close to his. "- You would feel nothing." Isaac's nerves began to rise a bit, but maybe it was because of the alcohol that he wasn't terrified, "Yes. Exactly that." He agreed. "Even if our lips-" Zaviers lips brushed his, increasing his heart rate rapidly. It didn't last long, but it was enough to send Isaac's mind into a frenzy. "-brushed like this, you wouldn't feel anything." Isaac couldn't trust his voice, so just nodded, being full aware of the fact his cheeks were most definitely glowing red. "You lie a lot Isaac." Zavier whispered against his lips and leaned closer, making it look like he was about to close the gap. Isaac's eyes closed, expecting a pair of lips to meet his, but he was instead met with a bit of breeze from Zavier leaning backwards. A story where two boys find they have more in common than they'd like to think.

Through That Dimension : He Arrives by _KuraiJ

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Forgotten Embers | ONC2025

A kingdom doomed to burn. A beast fated to rise. A love that should have changed everything. The curse that will never forget. Once every quarter year, on the same fateful night, the kingdom is reduced to ash. The people cower, the king grieves, and when the sun rises, the world is restored; perfect, untouched, and utterly unaware of the devastation that came before. No one remembers the ruin. No one questions the cycle. This time, though, something is changing. Fragments of forgotten lives claw at the edges of her mind. The king hesitates when he should be certain. Old wounds ache with memories that shouldn't exist. And for the first time in centuries, she has a choice: let the curse claim them once more, or break the cycle; no matter the cost. But to do that, they must remember. And if they do, she might lose him all over again. Because the past isn't done with them. And this time, when the flames rise, there may be no reset... only reckoning. Written for the open novella contest 2025. Prompt 129 : The ink of our souls binds us beyond the pages of time.

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