Journey of the Fairy Queen follows Orion Stargrass, a 24-year-old fallen noble with mysterious latent powers, and his wife Neradok "Nera" Stargrass, the hidden Queen of all Fairies who disguises herself as a common pixie. Having been married for three years, the couple travels the world as adventurers-taking quests for fun, curiosity, and the occasional need for coin. The story blends lighthearted slice-of-life moments with darker fantasy elements, following their wanderlust-driven adventures across a medieval world touched by modern conveniences like phone booths. Comedy arises from the contrast between Orion's gloomy, laid-back demeanor and Nera's boundless enthusiasm, as well as the dramatic irony of a god-tier being happily riding in her husband's shirt pocket while he remains blissfully unaware of her true power.

When two worlds-Heaven and the Mortal Realm-begin to collapse, one girl stands between balance and destruction. Lisa, a mysterious soul born with a divine mark, doesn't remember her past... but every shadow in her life seems to. Farman, the cold yet broken prince of the dark realm, is bound to her by fate-and a war he never chose. As kingdoms fall and forbidden powers awaken, the line between love and destiny starts to blur. Souls will burn, promises will break, and truth will demand a price no one is ready to pay. Eternity isn't a blessing. It's a curse written in their souls.

Ferdinand Starling wanted only two things: freedom from the throne, and the silver-haired mage who looked at him like he hung the stars. But when a cursed inheritance turns his blood to fire and his desires to madness, he becomes the monster the kingdom fears-and the obsession his sister the Princess needs to seize power. Ralap Polaris made three vows: to master magic, to avoid politics, and to never let anyone close. He broke all three for the prince with sunshine in his smile. Now he'll break every law of magic to save him, even if it means locking away the man he loves, or following him into forgotten ruins where ancient dragons test the truth of their hearts. In a world where royal blood carries dragonfire and loyalty is the deadliest poison, two men must choose between the throne that demands everything and the love that could save-or destroy-a kingdom.

"I will crawl from the pits of hell to make you all pay." Seraph Ignis was the kingdom's prodigy, a loyal knight framed and betrayed by his ambitious Lord and his own cohort. He was tortured, dismembered, and left to be executed on a cold stone altar by his own lover. But they failed to finish the job and Seraph is rescued by his old underworld allies and reborn as Pyralis Cinderfall-a charming, silver-haired mastermind who is ready to burn the kingdom to the ground and hunt down all those who have wronged him. Armed with intimate knowledge of the kingdom's rot and a team of loyal killers, Pyralis begins his masterwork but his perfect revenge hits a snag.

Clouds circle the city. Sometimes they split, sometimes they appear like people , witnesses to a reality that refuses to bend. No one here is chosen. No one saves anyone. And yet the messages keep coming. This is the Ship of 07. Watch. Wait. Decide if you dare to follow.

TO TRUST... IT WOULDN'T HURT, RIGHT? "Your last name." "I don't have one." *** Honour. Strength. Respect. Royal Protectors was the Royal of Sierra's pride. Acelin turned himself into the Protectors Academy. Neither for the honour nor the respect. But for the killer of his mother. He then found himself to befriend with a hooded figure, who happened to be his roommate at the academy. For they both were the exceptions in the first place.

Johanne asked for change. Something answered. She wakes in a world that shouldn't exist, a place where danger, magic, and secrets hang in the air. Two brothers are caught in its pulse-one fierce, untamed, and impossible to ignore; the other quiet, sharp, and endlessly intriguing. She's drawn to them in ways she doesn't understand, pulled into a tension that's as thrilling as it is forbidden. Old conflicts, hidden truths, and a destiny she never asked for force her to find her place... and maybe, just maybe, her heart. In a world that insists she was Born of Myth, Johanne must survive, love, and discover who she really is-before it's too late.

Dive into the shadows of Mortal Kombat's New Era-where crowns crack, masks lift, and even monsters get a moment of grace. These one-shots unpack the quiet heartbeats between the kombat: Mileena's hidden laughs and Tarkat storms, Kitana's unbreakable sister bonds, Kronika's sand-whispered regrets, and the raw aftermath of Armageddon's final stand. No endless epics, just gut-punch tales of vengeance, vulnerability, and that fragile hope flickering in Outworld's flames.

My first story.

Kaelen never speaks about the night his life split in two. He doesn't need to. The way he studies flames - not afraid, not drawn, just... measuring - tells anyone paying attention that something was taken from him long before he arrived at Cross Hexed. He's spent years preparing for this place. Training in secret. Learning what the Mystians expect, what the dragons watch for, and how to survive between them without belonging to either side. Cross Hexed is a risk, a gamble, a blade he intends to sharpen himself on. If he plays it right, it will put him closer to the answers he's been chasing since childhood. He thinks he's ready for all of it. He isn't ready for Lorcan. She hits him like a blade drawn too fast - fierce, beautiful, and already looking at him like she knows exactly what he is. Her sister's disappearance carved something hard into her, something Damon recognizes even if he won't admit it. They're enemies by nature, rivals by circumstance, and the academy seems determined to throw them into the same fire. They clash immediately. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just two people who refuse to yield an inch. But Cross Hexed has a way of binding fates tighter than either of them want. Missions. Trials. Nights where survival depends on trusting the last person you should. Kaelen came here with a plan. Lorcan was never part of it. And yet, somehow, she becomes the one variable he can't calculate - the one person who makes him hesitate, makes him think, makes him feel the heat he's spent years burying. Not romance. Not yet. Just a spark in the wrong place, at the wrong time, between two people who should never have touched.