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Wistful Sun

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Reads 454
Votes 45
Parts 15
Time 4h 20m

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Second book of the "Chronicle of the Spiritborn" saga (be warned, as the synopsis below contains spoilers from the previous book(s)):

1. Rivers of Reverie: https://www.wattpad.com/story/154838814-rivers-of-reverie
2. Wistful Sun
3. Nightly Mirage - https://www.wattpad.com/story/183821103-nightly-mirage

[SPOILERS BELOW]

Liryl, exiled by her own people, walks a path leading east, along with the enigmatic Valhias. After having been ripped from her old life, the nymph is determined to build a new one in the homeland of her ath'ar comrade: the sun-bathed plains of Limira.

However, Liryl's path is a forked one. One branch, heading towards a future unknown. Another branch, gleaming like a longed past. In the middle, a wistful girl. With a choice to make and a price to pay.All Rights Reserved

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His mistress by white-scar

Loving him was the cruelest kind of torment-a love that lived in the shadows, one that could never bask in the warmth of the sun. I was nothing more than a stolen moment, a whispered name in the dark, a secret he tucked away between the life he had built and the one he wished he could have. I knew, deep down, that I was a fracture in his story, a fleeting escape from the weight of his reality. And yet, I still clung to him, to the illusion that for a few precious hours, he was mine. But the truth was relentless-it came in the form of unanswered texts, in the way he dressed hurriedly after loving me, in the way he said her name with the same tenderness he once gave me. I had given him my heart, knowing he would never be able to keep it, and yet, I loved him still. Loved him as I watched him walk away, loved him as he returned to the arms of the woman he truly belonged to, loved him as I drowned in the loneliness he left behind. Because no matter how much I wished it to be different, I was not his home-I was just a place he visited before going back to where his heart truly lived.

The Curse Of Nightfall by theinsightfuliris

The continent of Valdarra remembers its wars in whispers-and enforces its peace in chains. In the jewel-bright realm of Valloriath, the Sapphire Council rules over Radiance, Duskweave, and Embercraft, weaving laws as tightly as their magic. Elira was meant to thrive inside their gilded order. Instead, she and her sister, Caedra find themselves unraveling the illusions stitched into every promise they've ever been taught. But when a stranger with both light and shadow in his eyes crosses her path, the boundaries of what she's been told to fear begin to blur. In his wake, certainties begin to waver, and Elira feels something stirring older than law itself. As ancient powers kindle in forgotten corners and the laws harden into something crueler, the question is no longer who holds magic - but who it should belong to at all. When silence becomes survival and truth turns traitorous, Elira must decide whether to bow to the world that made her or ignite something even the Sapphire Council cannot contain. In Valdarra, power is inherited, stolen or broken. The strongest is the one who breaks free. ***** Welcome to WeaveVerse! New chapters every week ♡ Part 1: The Curse of Nightfall Part 2: The Curse of Daybreak Part 3: The Curse of Eclipse Part 4: The Curse of Solstice Part 5: The Curse of Aurora

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 by psyche_wrts00

𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 01|| •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "A Love that wasn't forgetten, a betrayal that was inevitable and a revenge that was destined." _______________________________________ "Betrayal tore them apart, but destiny will bring them back to settle the scores." _______________________________________ 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 "I never wanted to hurt her, but I couldn't give her false hopes either. From the moment I first saw her, she was the only one I couldn't look away from. But I was bound by a promise-one I swore never to break, not even with my last breath. Yet, why does it feel like I didn't just break her... I shattered myself, too?" 𝐌𝐲𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 "Love has never been simple for me. I loved him with every beat of my heart, and he crushed me with the same intensity. I never wanted to see him again, never wanted to cross paths with him. But fate is cruel... because here I stand, face to face with the man who ruined my soul." When fate pulls them together once more, secrets will unravel, and the past will return...with a vengeance. In a world of betrayal and revenge, will love be their salvation - or their ultimate downfall? "Fate brought them together again, but will the truth tear them apart...or bind them forever?"

𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐈𝐧 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 by ziainkspire

She was shattered, her past erased by pain, her voice stolen by trauma. He was a ruler-not just of politics but of the shadows where justice was a debt paid in blood. Ruthless to those who took justice for granted, yet never cruel to the innocent. At an early age, he learned one truth-power commands justice. Without it, you're nothing. That night, their worlds collided. He found her-battered, nameless, drowning in silence. He should've walked away. But something about her... felt familiar. A forgotten memory. A name lost in time. A connection buried beneath scars. She had no past she was willing to share. He had a childhood he never let go of. But fate doesn't ask for permission-it rewrites the story in the most ruthless ways. Some scars don't just heal... they reveal. And when the truth surfaces, will it mend what was lost or destroy them both? A story of pain, justice and an unexpected love that blooms in the darkest places.

Return to Jorgaldur Volume II: the druid archer by lls_sll

When she dies of a serious illness, she still remembers her friends from a MMORPG that she had played years ago, and an NPC that has remained in her heart ever since. But when she opens his eyes again, she finds himself in the lonely square that had been the beginning of that game. Has she returned to the place she thought it was just a fantasy? Will she survive? Can she find him? She has only one option before her: to step forward and find out what she is doing there. Note: this is the second volume. It is recommended to start with the first one ^^

The Spirit's Journey by Beryll_chan

Some stories don't begin with a hero. They begin with someone who was simply left behind. In a world shaped by memory, magic, and loss, one small white fox walks the path between life and death-again and again. The Spirit's Journey follows the tale of Beryll chan, a spirit foxgirl who harbors a mysterious past and extraordinary powers. Beryll didn't set out to become a part of anyone's story. But after a twist of fate tore her from her family, her path became entangled with three lives across generations: a mysterious witch who saved her, a brave warrior who gave her strength, and a manager who never knew the legacy she carried. The Spirit's Journey is a deeply emotional tale of quiet strength, timeless sorrow, and the invisible threads that bind souls together. This is not just a story of life and death. It's about what we leave behind... and what we choose to protect.

Shadows of the Abyss by Astridhe

[Sequel to Light of the Heavens] (Posting to RoyalRoad) The Phoenix Queen died in the ashes of her birth, they say, and all traces of her life remain a mystery lost under cover of darkness. Empires shift on their thrones, eagerly watching for advantage. In the north, Miroslav the Wise has sent soldiers and blood mages to breach an ancient bastion of magic known to most as the Vale of the Undying. They assemble like pieces on a wizard's chess board, but little do they know that there hides in the stillness of elven woods an echo of a wrath that almost destroyed the world. The exarchs are moving, reinvigorated by the recovery of a devoted servant, one whose soul swims in the Devouring Dark. To walk along those shadowed, maze-like forest paths is madness or worse. The powers within have shaken off the stupor of ages and lay in wait for the brave and the brilliant, for the fools and false-hearted. For a fire-speaker chasing a lost spark of love, an orc warrior facing his past, a mage hand-picked by the Wise, and her two devoted spellguards, the pressure is on to save what they love before the icy maw of Winter can rob them of everything. **Trigger-warning for abuse.**

Promise of the World [Canaan, Book 1] by Chryiss_Rose

Essairyn had never felt truly alive on Earth. It felt like something was missing ever since she was born, but even after twenty years of mundane living, she could never pinpoint what this or the emptiness in her heart was. Suddenly, she awakens in a grandiose, primordial forest and encounters both demons and spirits in a parallel world called Sol'h'meyr. She befriends, in particular, a sassy fox-spirit named Akari who just reincarnated after three millennia. Essairyn is an abnormal human with elemental powers, and Akari is being chased by those of her dark past. Together, they set out on an adventure in a world of magic, danger, mystery, and intrigue. But this not a game. That simple adventure is actually the modest beginnings in a chain of disruptions that tear even the dimensional fabric of time and space. No one, not even Essairyn, was who she thought she was. And not even the gods can change the destiny of the universes... A single promise shook eternity's existence. - Fantasy || Adventure || Romance || Action || Mystery || Drama || Science Fiction - Expectations for this Story: Immersive adventuring experience inside an intricate, magical world. Vivid imagery and deep characterization. Quirky magic system with mysterious elements and history. An original spin on the classic portal fantasy/isekai/waking up in another world interweaved with a science fiction twist. Scattered allusions and easter eggs. Builds expectations of future events to then defy that prediction. Slow-burn romance and complex, realistic relationships. Seriousness with a dash of humor. [August 3, 2021 Update Notice: The new revised and final version before book 2 will be up on August 8th on Royal Road. See you there!]

The Weaver Dynasty, Book 1: Defining the Explorer" by boz995

Hazar, who needed to learn to be a Weaver to become a swordsman, wanted only to become an Explorer and seek revenge. Müge, who was experiencing the same things as him, remained silent. Even Hazar didn't know what Müge was thinking; they were unaware of how vast and powerful beings filled the world. From the very first sparks of his life, Hazar possessed a spirit that dreamed of pushing the boundaries of the world. This dream was nourished by the stories and adventures his mother had told him. However, one day, the borders of his homeland were breached by enemies, and Hazar narrowly escaped the clutches of death. Grateful for having survived, Hazar and Müge stepped into a new chapter of their lives. Their greatest support in this endeavor came from Master Korkut. To pursue his dream of becoming an explorer, Hazar began learning weaving in his new home and then training to become a swordsman. Müge, who had endured similar ordeals in a harsher way, watched silently as events unfolded. No one could know what she was truly thinking. Which paths would Hazar and Müge choose to reach their goals? What decisions were they ready to work for? For this reason, Hazar especially wanted Verzemeg to teach him swordsmanship. Yet Verzemeg did not share the same opinion. How would the conflict between Hazar and Verzemeg resolve? This was only the beginning of their story.

SPIRIT- the curse of fire by lunamay13

|Book 1 of the Spirit Trilogy| Serena's life is about as normal as it gets - for an Alkanine at least - aside from her, slightly patriotic mother and obvious lack of fighting ability, for a citizen of Yanrie. Its pretty good for her, especially when her sister returns home from the front lines of the Zaross war right before her 15th birthday, the best present she could have. But upon meeting a boy from the neighboring kingdom of Miral she finds that the week leading up to her birthday may be a bit...chaotic, to say the least. (I fixed up the description. Because it sucked and now it doesn't...for now, let me look back on this in...say a month? And it'll suck again) Big thanks to @CateCandora12 for the epic cover!

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His mistress

Loving him was the cruelest kind of torment-a love that lived in the shadows, one that could never bask in the warmth of the sun. I was nothing more than a stolen moment, a whispered name in the dark, a secret he tucked away between the life he had built and the one he wished he could have. I knew, deep down, that I was a fracture in his story, a fleeting escape from the weight of his reality. And yet, I still clung to him, to the illusion that for a few precious hours, he was mine. But the truth was relentless-it came in the form of unanswered texts, in the way he dressed hurriedly after loving me, in the way he said her name with the same tenderness he once gave me. I had given him my heart, knowing he would never be able to keep it, and yet, I loved him still. Loved him as I watched him walk away, loved him as he returned to the arms of the woman he truly belonged to, loved him as I drowned in the loneliness he left behind. Because no matter how much I wished it to be different, I was not his home-I was just a place he visited before going back to where his heart truly lived.