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Owenvsv

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Parts 13
Time 1 hour, 51 minutes

Reads 98
Votes 10
Parts 13
Time 1 hour, 51 minutes

CrossJuneProductions

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For 500 years, there has been peace. For 500 years, the magical continent of Owenvsv has not seen war or destruction. Until now, when a mysterious sickness plagues the North, and the source of it must be found and stemmed before it plunges the continent into an era of death and decay. But the tools needed have been lost to time, and alliances are frayed at best, when the fate of their kingdoms and countries depend on it the most.All Rights Reserved

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Carolina by Mary2Sommer

Nine years have passed since the war. The sun no longer breaks through the veil of clouds. Temples and brothels, the prison and the palace-all have faded into the same shade of grey, under the rule of the traitor king. The Black Forest creeps ever closer. The rift widens, spilling forth blind, ravenous monsters. She is no one. A woman without memories, cast by fate into places not her own. Sinner, healer, criminal... Again and again, she must piece her life together from broken fragments, clinging to the one thing that remains: her name. Carolina. ---------------- Welcome, dear reader. This is a dark, emotional fantasy for adult readers-quiet, slow-burning, and heavy with shadows. It speaks of memory, guilt, and the search for self when nothing remains. Not a heroic tale, but perhaps one of redemption. Perhaps even love-wounded, unexpected, and all the more precious for it. If you're drawn to complex characters, poetic prose, and the kind of story that asks more questions than it answers-you might feel at home here. Thank you for reading.

The Trials by MadameRay

How do you destroy the biggest part of you? How do you ignore the call of something so beautiful yet so deadly? How do you resist the darkness that's been living, growing and thriving in you even before you were born? How do you turn down the only chance to get all the answers you desire, even if it leads you down a path of chaos, horror, and madness? A path others have fought for you not to tread. But why fight at all? Why fight a fire that only burns brighter? "Listen, you can choose not to believe this. But I've been where you are, I've felt what you feel." I opened my mouth to snap back, but he continued, his voice more broken that I'd ever heard it. "Don't ask me how I know - all I know is I don't want to hurt you. I don't want a throne. I just... I just want you to be okay. I can't... I can't lose you too." His eyes held sincerity that should've filled me with guilt. Pain that should've made me reach for him. Something more that should've made my heart ache. But none affected me. Not anymore. I smiled, my voice barely above a whisper. "What makes you think I care about you losing me... when I don't even care if I lose myself?" The others may be trying to douse the fire, but I'd rather let it burn. Burn until it consumed us all.

The Blood Order by esthersteel_

"Are you coming to bed firefly?" He says to me laying his hands over my waist joining me in looking over the city. "I want to look out for a little longer if that is alright?" I mumble hoping that he heard me anyways, I wasn't ready to walk into that bedroom, and I don't think I ever would be. "Of course, I'll be getting ready for bed, come in whenever you are ready." He says confidently and walks away leaving my waist cold something for which I am grateful. Especially when my mind burns with other more dangerous thoughts. The warmth that forever lingers in the air, never burning the skin, but always reminding about what is around us. I force air into my lungs feeling the unexpected warmth fill me. He stands in the room watching me even though he said he was getting ready for bed. He is worried about me, about me jumping. I have contemplated it I will admit, but he would stop me before I fell even two feet. I was stuck, and no one could save me. Not even myself, my fucking weak self. His presence is demanding no matter where we are, but right now I could sense everything about him, and I try to suppress the unwanted feelings that curl right under my skin. "Firefly? About done?" He calls out and I release my hand from the guard rail not realizing that as I looked at the lights that covered the shining city with the falling fire in the background that my subconscious was thinking about how nice it would be... how relieving it would be... to just fall. True freedom. I take a step back and wrap my hands together turning around to a fully clothed unchanged man and nod once. I could see the fear in his eyes that I would, he knows if he gave me the chance... I wasn't ready for this, but I had to survive. No matter what. Highest Ranks: #17 In Romance #5 in Soulmates

The God of Hate by JaredKeegan

In the Age of Ash, all are free to stake their claims on history. But as centuries old alliances and fellowships forged in dragon's fire collapse, new paths to glory are opened, waiting for those with the wits or might to find them. Ten years after a petty king torches a continent's breadbasket, a surprise attack leads a warrior-prince to swear an oath of vengeance against those that harmed his family. In the wake of his decision, events are set in motion that will alter the fates of kings and common folk alike. In an age where cultures and traditions collide, the future remains shrouded in steel, magic, and gunpowder. What to Expect: Several plot lines, each with their own distinct tones and themes, as well as unique narration styles. A slow-burn powder keg of a world, revealed over time through the eyes of several characters. An overarching story supported by the pillars of smaller plot lines. A dense tapestry of personalities and motivations. A wide world, filled to the brim with stories yet to be told. NO smut

The Seer by Seer84

A boy forced to be a man. A damaged genius stuck between love or obligation. A man bent on saving his wife and one who just wants to forget. A frog living under the tarantulas. A leader looking to belong. A woman pushing to save the ones who had no one fighting for them. A girl hunted by her departed parents. A sister who shouldn't exist. A brother filled with resentment. Twins stuck in their roles. A son pressured to let his love go. A daughter born again. Mothers who sacrificed theirselves for their family. A father scared of losing his peace choses control the bored. And the Collapse that forced all their fragments together. This story will have something for everyone. You will find a piece of yourself within the words, or perhaps between them. Dare to look yourself in the mirror? If you are curious Act 16 may make the picture a little clearer before diving head in. c:

Unbreakable - Book 1 in 'Unbreakable' Series by Alaskawalters

Four worlds rotated the sun, each with their own rules and regulations, divided by history, blood and death. Once upon a time, they were brought together for the chance of a better world. A common evil that roamed them all had to be defeated, in order to restore the way it once was. Beautiful. Now in 800 BC, in a time when monsters ruled earth, sea and sky, that evil has returned. And another epic battle must occur. A battle so mighty, it would tear kingdoms apart. This battle was to take place in the land of the Vikings, as three people, a fearless Viking warrior, a cast out mermaid and a powerful fairy queen, must make an alliance to bring it all back together. None of these worlds would ever be the same. No hearts would go untouched. Four once separated worlds, would now forever be connected, in a way that no one could have expected, making the way for future kingdoms.

The Chronicleland: Part 1 by MyNameIsNukip

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Evil, Unintended by DID-YOU-HEAR

"You know we could have a really deep and emotional conversation now about friendship and trust and the wonderful dynamics of life but you've got that look on your face again." He sighed. "What look?" "You know, just that look you always have." "You mean just my fucking face?" "Whatever it is it looks fed up right now and if I didn't know better I would say jealous but I do know better and I'm fairly sure you're just hungry." The analogy was embarrassing but fair enough until he muttered "or thirsty," at the end which earnt him another glare that he basically didn't notice, too busy waving at Chann and counting down on his fingers in the desperate attempt to see Chann just fucking neck whatever alcohol he was holding now. 🖤 Now Complete 🖤 What happens when looking for an escape from reality actually works, but not in the way you had thought. And it's all because of those damn neighbours. Sorry for how long the chapters are. Comedy/ Romance/ Fantasy

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Carolina

Nine years have passed since the war. The sun no longer breaks through the veil of clouds. Temples and brothels, the prison and the palace-all have faded into the same shade of grey, under the rule of the traitor king. The Black Forest creeps ever closer. The rift widens, spilling forth blind, ravenous monsters. She is no one. A woman without memories, cast by fate into places not her own. Sinner, healer, criminal... Again and again, she must piece her life together from broken fragments, clinging to the one thing that remains: her name. Carolina. ---------------- Welcome, dear reader. This is a dark, emotional fantasy for adult readers-quiet, slow-burning, and heavy with shadows. It speaks of memory, guilt, and the search for self when nothing remains. Not a heroic tale, but perhaps one of redemption. Perhaps even love-wounded, unexpected, and all the more precious for it. If you're drawn to complex characters, poetic prose, and the kind of story that asks more questions than it answers-you might feel at home here. Thank you for reading.