Stranger Afar - dionysiann - Wattpad

Story cover for Stranger Afar by dionysiann

Stranger Afar

LETTURE 162
Voti 12
Parti 12
Tempo 1h 39m

LETTURE 162
Voti 12
Parti 12
Tempo 1h 39m

Per adulti

abnormal adventure afar darkfantasy epicfantasy fantasy fate fiction gods gothic highfantasy magic monsters realms scifi scifi-scifi-fantasy speculative stranger supernatural weirdfiction worlds

Hearken thine ears to this final hymn, for it shall only be said once before time heaveth Her final sigh. Ere the Age of Fleshborn, there was only Cosmos, and He was alone. Realms lied unsculpted, mantled by dark. Then the Cosmos raised His hand, and the dark shattered, shedding its benighted cloak.

Aeons withered in Time before the Old Ones rose and claimed Their thrones in a world not Theirs, seized godhoods of their own making. Within a world realm from the Fleshborn, the Old Ones cloistered in cold keeps, fearing the beings of another realm that had imprisoned Them in the womb of the world. 

Yet another standeth before Them, a being born of the dust unto a realm of those more than flesh. The mantle of divine favor is passed onto a young boy, a stranger in a valley of fiends. 

Ancients wake from their slumber, a boy learneth to speak the tongues of beasts, and Chaos Herself is unleashed as the reign of Old Ones that has endured many an aeon is brought to naught. All touched by divine favor must suffer, all must fulfill their burdens, to whatever end: wither or transcend.Tutti i diritti riservati

abnormal adventure afar darkfantasy epicfantasy fantasy fate fiction gods gothic highfantasy magic monsters realms scifi scifi-scifi-fantasy speculative stranger supernatural weirdfiction worlds

Tabella dei contenuti

12 parti

Iscriviti per aggiungere Stranger Afar alla tua Biblioteca e ricevere tutti gli aggiornamenti

oppure

Linee guida sui contenuti

Potrebbe anche piacerti

Ashes Of The Veilborn di NabilaShereen

🖤 Ashes of the Veilborn Dark Fantasy | Tragic Romance | Court Intrigue | Rebirth On the night the stars disappeared, a girl was born- a Veilborn princess never meant to exist. Feared for her magic. Silenced by her family. Marked from birth. Seraphyne Aelira lived her first life as a girl far too innocent for the world that raised her. She feared her older brother's hand, flinched at her father's voice, and learned quickly: no one defends a cursed child. Not even herself. Her only light was her older sister-the only one who ever truly loved her. But when tragedy struck, they said she caused it. A fire. A scream. A lie. And one day, when the fear and pain grew too much- Seraphyne snapped. Her magic-wild, ancient, Veilborn-exploded from her. And though she didn't understand it, couldn't even control it... The court saw a monster. From that day on, even their whispers were edged with terror. But even shadows can love. Years later, Seraphyne met Kaelion Draxmere Vaebrith. Their love was quiet. Fierce. Immediate. Like souls recognizing each other from lifetimes past. But it wasn't enough. Manipulated by her jealous guardian 𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧... And deceived by the golden noblewoman Altheira, whose smile could ruin empires... Seraphyne was framed- And executed for a crime someone else committed. She was not killed by an enemy... But by someone who knew her best. Now, she is reborn- Haunted by the past. Carrying a power that no longer sleeps. And remembering every betrayal, every lie. She remembers how Altheira fooled her. How Kaelion stood still as she was taken. And how the court feared a girl who only ever wanted to be loved. But Seraphyne no longer craves their acceptance. She has returned not to forgive- But to uncover the truth, expose the traitor, and set fire to the lies that destroyed her. Fate chose her once. Now she chooses herself.

The blue ultimatum (ultimate leveling) di emmyc12

In a world where power hides behind science and divinity bleeds into lightning, a child was born from an impossible fusion of cosmic energy and human life. His name was Eli Christ, son of a global industrialist and a woman whose prayers for a child echoed into heaven-and into something else. But when a family friend, Dr. Xavier Letterson, discovered the strange phenomena surrounding Eli's birth, his obsession turned to betrayal. Under the guise of research, Xavier orchestrated Eli's kidnapping, determined to uncover the truth behind the boy's otherworldly aura. The night they took him, gunfire tore through the dark-his parents fell, though Eli never knew they survived. Somewhere between fear and fury, something inside him awakened. The storm within broke loose. Every machine screamed, every light shattered, every man in the lab turned to ash. When it ended, only silence remained-and Eli's memory was gone. Years later, he would awaken in a quiet town, raised by strangers, haunted by dreams of thunder and fire. His past erased, his destiny hidden beneath ordinary skin. Somewhere out there, a girl exists-tied to him by forces neither can yet understand. She is his calm and his undoing, though neither knows why. And when the storms return, so will he. Eli Christ. Elthunderel. Alien Voltreon. A forgotten god in the body of a boy-destined to remember what the world tried to erase.

The Forgotten nameless and the elf princess di EchoCaleb22

Long ago, the Void claimed a soul of humankind, stripping away their name, their history, their face. All memory of them faded from the world, save for the chorus of whispers the Void left behind. Thus they became The Nameless Whispered One - forgotten, yet forever haunted. But though the Void unmade them, it also left them tools. The Nameless moved like a shadow across stone, their steps forgotten as soon as they were made. Doors barred to others opened at their touch, for no lock remembered to resist them. Their daggers struck unseen, their enemies already fallen before their names could be spoken. Where others saw a curse, the Nameless carried silence as a blade. Yet even shadows need an anchor. In the halls of the evergreen court lived a princess, ageless as the trees from which her crown was carved. Her memory was unbroken, her gaze unshaken. Where all others forgot the Nameless moments after meeting them, the princess remembered. Always. She walked beside them when no one else could. She stayed their hand when the whispers urged blood. She gave them a place in her story, when they had none of their own. The people feared her choice. They whispered that she risked her throne and her immortal line by binding herself to a soul touched by the Void. But still she kept the Nameless at her side - the forgotten blade and the eternal princess. Together they became a legend: one lost, one unyielding. The Nameless slipped through shadows, unseen and unremembered, while the princess stood radiant, the only one who could call them back from the abyss. And so the tale is told: when a shadow passes silently through the forest and no one recalls its shape, it is the Nameless at work. And when you see a lone princess walking the moonlit woods, know she is not alone - for her memory is the one chain the Void itself could not break.

MYTHIC LEGENDS: FLAME AND EMPIRE di TeeRexTales

The war storms at the Frontier... The gods are broken. The empire is burning. And the end has already begun. A warrior with no past unleashes power no mortal should wield. A young ruler clings to a dying crown as his people lose faith. A chaos mage, feared and revered, walks with death in her shadow. Amongst their ranks-two Rifter siblings, wilders of ruin, benders of space and time. Feared. Watched. Leashed by the most powerful. But even under chains, love blooms... and loyalty begins to shift. When the empress falls into a cursed slumber-her unborn child the last ember of prophecy- the empire sends its strongest into the Abyss of Lost Quintessence: A place where even time forgets itself, where silence hungers, and where One of the Roots of the Umbrovyn Tree stands-ancient, cracked, and bleeding memory. Monstrosities roam, daring to strike in daylight. The veils whisper betrayal. Alliances splinter. Some stand frozen, unsure of their next move- fearing one wrong step may provoke the wrath of a dominion vast as a world and cruel as the gods who forged it. Old gods stir, craving redemption through ruin. The Royal House fractures beneath betrayal. A founding father, long patient, now bares their intent- to seize the throne by force, by cunning, by wagering all that is. Their House's malice toward the flawed Royal line can no longer be cloaked. Love will test loyalty. Legends will bleed. And in the dying light of Ether-Space- The Aurora must not fall... Or all realities will burn. 🔥

Yamlok: The Realm Of The Dead di Nicental

⊰ The Wattys 2021 Shortlist ⊱ ⊰ Winner of the Wattpad India Awards 2020 Fantasy and Adventure ⊱ ; Two brave hearts emerged from the tragedy- one a saviour, the other a hero. ; 'I wish we're sent on another hunt,' she spoke, 'I simply can't wait to slay those sorry creatures.' Her face contorted with disgust. He chuckled and gently tugged her nose, 'All in good time, Anamika. The cosmos waits for everyone.' She was surprised, 'It does?' He nodded, 'Of course it does. How else would you explain the coexistence of so many souls?' 'I thought they just went on. The higher souls go to the Devlok and they forget about us.' He shook his head, 'No, they don't. Indeed, they stay there in the Devlok for some time but when they're done enjoying the fruit of their good deeds, they go back to the Prithvilok.' He paused, 'It's birth and death over and over again.' ; Join Anamika and Keval as they venture into the depths of war and death- from normal beings of the earth to the strongest of the two warring realms. Both felt worthless, both were broken, both were afraid. But worthlessness can be fought, brokenness can be mended, fears can be faced. They feared for themselves for the Heaven they were promised seemed lost, gone to waste. . . . #1 in Sunflower Awards 2.0 #2 in The Sapphire Awards

Zoombieverse - Memory 2: The Knife di CJYwrites

The darkness of the past catches up to the present and looms over the future. The now-grown undead god meets someone from his past for the last time in his infinite life. An ancient artifact that unlocks a hidden ability comes into his possession and will stay with him throughout his infinite life. Excerpts: Hearing that title broke him from his mental preoccupation. _Oh, no. Not her. Not with these people._ Glancing around the table, he saw that everyone was looking at him, overtly and covertly, watching and waiting for his reaction. ... The young god stood up in excitement. _It just talked to me! I'm talking to it! This is so weird. What else can I ask it?_ ... _What should I say? I should say something, right?_ "Umm... Hi!" he managed to say. He stopped himself from wincing at his awkward greeting as he felt every eye in the room on him and maintained a casual and relaxed facade. _'Hi'? Really? After not seeing her for so long, all you can say is 'Hi!'? Say something else._ "I came here to see you." _No, idiot. Say something less obvious._ "And, uhh, talk to you." _What's wrong with you, self?_ ... "I don't know. I don't really know what to do anymore. I've done terrible things to him but I don't know anymore if I did the right thing."

The Exiled King | ✔ di Calagtic

Fifty years ago, demons invaded the mortal realm of Dargon, leaving a trail of destruction across the five kingdoms. The six Guardians of that generation united the kingdoms and fought back against the demons, scattering their ashes to the winds. Then, they vanished into legend, and with them, their powers. When the lost powers awaken in six strangers across the mortal realm once again, they seek answers... What danger has compelled the powers to reappear after half a century of peace? There are rumours that another demon army gathers in the fiery realm of the Abyss, greater than the first and led by a cunning mastermind whose motivations are unknown. But something doesn't add up. The deeper they dig, the more twisted the truth becomes and the more uncertain their path forward. Who... or what must they truly save their world from? As destinies unravel and loyalties are tested, one question lingers: What if saving the world... means trusting the very force that could end it? An epic trilogy of gods, mortals, and fates intertwined-where it seems that things may have been set in motion long before anyone could ever have anticipated and the path forward may just be the one that ends in death. Trilogical Compilation | Books 1, 2 & 3 (If the number of chapters seems daunting, just know that most of the chapters are short) [Fans of The Stormlight Archive may enjoy this book] Best Rankings #7 in fantasyadventure (Out of 32.4k stories) #8 in journey (Out of 30.4k stories) Cover by Azanthiel Human written. No AI :)

Bloodline of Shadows di koi11223311

Born the youngest of twelve powerful brothers, you were destined to inherit a legacy greater than all of them chosen as heir not by age, but by the ancient powers flowing through your veins. But fate was cruel. Stolen away as a child, your body was poisoned, your mind fractured, and your power suppressed. For years, you were lost, a missing prince hidden in shadows. Now found again, you return to a family torn between fierce protectiveness and their own dangerous instincts. Some test your strength. Others guard your fragile stability. And within you, not one voice, but many linger: echoes of cruelty, scars of pain, and something darker born in captivity. Every day becomes a battle not just against your brothers' challenges, but against the selves inside you, desperate to surface. Yet amidst the chaos, bonds begin to form, and trust slowly grows. With each trial, you take a step closer to reclaiming both your place as heir... and the fractured pieces of yourself. But the deeper you go, the more one truth becomes clear: survival means not only mastering your power, but mastering the shadows that live within.

Bed of Lies di chelsy_lea

They broke her trust. They broke his mind. But when the past claws its way back, survival isn't enough - vengeance demands blood. Victoria learned how to stay quiet. Grief became her shadow, guilt her constant companion. It whispered in her ear that she should have been the one to die instead. Not her mother. Never her mother. If she had, maybe her father wouldn't have walked away, leaving them to fend for themselves. But silence is a fragile shield-and when the past resurfaces, dragging her into a world she barely escaped, she realizes staying quiet won't save her this time. Xavier learned how to disappear behind scars, behind rage, behind the monster his past made him. Forged by cruelty, built by betrayal, and fueled by rage, he became the kind of man other monsters feared. Scars became his armor. Violence, his language. He doesn't believe in mercy-only vengeance. Especially for the man who made him this way. Victoria was everything he had been taught to avoid - soft yet unbreakable, damaged yet defiant. She had the kind of pain that mirrored his own, a past carved into her bones, a war waged behind tired eyes. She saw through him in ways no one else had ever dared, and he hated it. Hated her. Because she made him feel. He was chaos wrapped in quiet fury, a storm threatening to consume everything in its path. And yet, when she looked at him, she didn't just see the monster - she saw the man who had once fought to hold on to his soul. But love between two broken people is never easy. It's volatile. Cruel. A constant push and pull, neither of them willing to surrender, both too damaged to truly hold on. The closer they get, the more dangerous the stakes become. Yet, for all the ways they fought against it, they kept coming back to each other.

At the Fields of Fire and Blood di crisyah_

The world is dying. Heaven and Hell have broken and collapsed, creating a post-apocalyptic landscape that is part purgatory, part platonic world of ideas, blighted by the horrors of the human mind. The sun lies dormant in the east, atop God's tower, while the west is plunged into darkness and haunted by all that lives there. There is no day and night cycle, nothing grows, nothing dies, nothing changes, unless magic is involved. Angels hunt creatures for their blood, to feed it to God so he can finish gestating. Demons kill and destroy aimlessly, their origins inexplicable and unknown. Stranger beings wander the ruins of what's left of the world. Humans need not eat or sleep, caught in a state between life and death. They cannot die or be born naturally, but they can be killed and they can be made. The few that survived with their sanity somewhat intact have locked themselves into warded cities, but their protections are feeble and often ineffective. The Order that united them is long gone, broken into factions known only by the sins for which they have fallen. The Houses that protected them are crumbling, falling into ruin as their members were culled down by angels and demons, as well as their own mad quest to save the world; the Pilgrimage, a vain attempt to steal into Eden and murder God himself. Soon, only the Scions will remain. Those that were left not due to merit, but because they were the last choice for being heroes. Those whose memories and minds are as damaged and eaten through as their world. Those who agreed to take on the mysterious Archons within their bodies and, through that contract, had ancient relics and rituals passed down to them. They converge onto a long forgotten neutral ground, trying to save themselves. A heroic journey through a nightmarish wonderland. A pilgrimage to God's tower, to make the world whole again. To cleanse the world of the horrors infecting it. To kill the God who will doom them all with his birth.

Potrebbe anche piacerti

Slide 1 of 10

Ashes Of The Veilborn cover

The blue ultimatum (ultimate leveling) cover

The Forgotten nameless and the elf princess cover

MYTHIC LEGENDS: FLAME AND EMPIRE cover

Yamlok: The Realm Of The Dead cover

Zoombieverse - Memory 2: The Knife cover

The Exiled King | ✔ cover

Bloodline of Shadows cover

Bed of Lies cover

At the Fields of Fire and Blood cover

Ashes Of The Veilborn

🖤 Ashes of the Veilborn Dark Fantasy | Tragic Romance | Court Intrigue | Rebirth On the night the stars disappeared, a girl was born- a Veilborn princess never meant to exist. Feared for her magic. Silenced by her family. Marked from birth. Seraphyne Aelira lived her first life as a girl far too innocent for the world that raised her. She feared her older brother's hand, flinched at her father's voice, and learned quickly: no one defends a cursed child. Not even herself. Her only light was her older sister-the only one who ever truly loved her. But when tragedy struck, they said she caused it. A fire. A scream. A lie. And one day, when the fear and pain grew too much- Seraphyne snapped. Her magic-wild, ancient, Veilborn-exploded from her. And though she didn't understand it, couldn't even control it... The court saw a monster. From that day on, even their whispers were edged with terror. But even shadows can love. Years later, Seraphyne met Kaelion Draxmere Vaebrith. Their love was quiet. Fierce. Immediate. Like souls recognizing each other from lifetimes past. But it wasn't enough. Manipulated by her jealous guardian 𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐧... And deceived by the golden noblewoman Altheira, whose smile could ruin empires... Seraphyne was framed- And executed for a crime someone else committed. She was not killed by an enemy... But by someone who knew her best. Now, she is reborn- Haunted by the past. Carrying a power that no longer sleeps. And remembering every betrayal, every lie. She remembers how Altheira fooled her. How Kaelion stood still as she was taken. And how the court feared a girl who only ever wanted to be loved. But Seraphyne no longer craves their acceptance. She has returned not to forgive- But to uncover the truth, expose the traitor, and set fire to the lies that destroyed her. Fate chose her once. Now she chooses herself.