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Something Without Reason.

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The world ended with neither fire nor flood, only silence. The void swallowed all but a scattered few.

And in the black aftermath, we decided: Call ourselves Saviors, and they will listen. Call ourselves Saviors, and they will not despair.

Five years have passed, and faith has kept us breathing. Lies have kept us fed. And yet, three years ago, something crawled from the dark... a thing that wore a woman's face and called itself Hollow.

It whispered a promise: Tomorrow will arrive.

We knew from the start Hollow was not on our side. But is it madness to destroy the only thing that understands the void? Or is it madness to live beneath her shadow, clinging to the hope that someone, something, will save us?

But what is a Savior to a world that has already been forsaken?

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the cold within by wyssed

I sit by the fire for hours. I stare at the faint image of you sitting on the other side. You're as surreal as a lily. I can still smell you. I can still hear you. I can almost feel you. I live with people that are foreign to me. They do not remember you. They don't recognize your name. They don't think of you or agonize in your absence the way I do. I hate them all. I hate this void. But, I tell myself it'll be fine. You'll return to me anytime now. I know you're inching closer. And when you're back, you'll thaw the ice within me again.

𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐓 by MoonQuill19

What if the door they warned you about... was the only one that called your name? What if the voice sounded familiar - like someone you lost? Would you open it? And when your reflection smiled back with eyes that weren't yours... would you still believe you were safe? What if you were the one possessed - but too aware to stop it? And what if the only people who could save you... were the ones already breaking? How do you fight a demon... when it's wearing your soul like skin?

Escaping the Monster's Embrace (OLD BEING REWRITTEN ) by Mentally-Insane

(Currently being rewritten under a new name The Claimed) Everything changed when they came out of hiding, terror spread across the world as people began to question if our presidents and our global leaders lied to us and weren't from the same race. The Beasts blended in amongst us as if we were the same, except humans didn't have the same predatory instincts and we couldn't change our forms like they could. Soon after we learnt that we weren't the only species people began going missing. Some were unlucky and taken as something that the Beasts called a Mate that one word made fear spread throughout my veins, I would rather sell my soul than have one of them mutts chain me to them. Six months went by before the government, that was un-tainted by this vile race began to take action into their own hands contacting other countries and militaries causing the great war to happen, sending both my parents off to fight for our rights. Only one of them came back, two months was the longest we lasted before we were overpowered by them. Six years of living in this dysfunctional environment and my hatred had never dwindled. Some people still believed in god and had faith in him, I didn't know what I believed in but I prayed like everyone else that I would get through another day without hearing the soul crushing word 'Mate'. DARK THEMES THROUGHOUT. UNEDITED © All rights reserved© #1 in hunt 19/06/2019 #1 in human 19/06/2019 #1 in sanity 19/012019 #3 in mate 19/06/2019 #4 in mates 19/06/2019 #5 in hunted 19/06/2019 #1 Post-apocalyptic 30/8/19 #8 in dystopian 7/10/19 #4 in Escape 24/10/19

The Decaying by xxkittie

"If we decay, it'll be divine. Flesh to flower, your hand in mine." ─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ─── Lorelei is a lonely woman living in a lonely tower, watching the world rot around her. A plague has consumed humanity. She is left with the walking leftovers, and herself... Until she crosses paths with Beau. He's amongst the trees, lingering in the wind, and all over her mind. Beau is rigid and cold, but buried deep inside, he harbors a softness that pulls Lorelei in. Beau prefers his quiet solitude. His reality has always been desolate and abandoned. Life couldn't get any more bleak. They are oil and water traversing a living hellscape, but the rotters aren't the only danger. Something is closing in on them, and they'll have to work together to survive it. ─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ─── This is a slow burn romance that takes place in a post-apocalyptic world. It is being continuously updated and edited.

A Smile before Rot by HeyMoonieA

Six hearts. One wasteland. And the dead remember everything. The world ended, but the living kept loving. In a land where the rot has a mind of its own, six broken souls claw their way toward hope - or toward each other's destruction. A butcher who forgot how to feel. A bystander who never learned how. A prophet who mistakes obsession for truth. A liar who can't outrun her past. A smiler with blood on her tongue. A scavenger with a desperate heart. The dead are changing. Faster. Smarter. Watching. And in the red hush before the final collapse, something old is waiting to be born.

Reflection by PhoenixARose

They say in the end we always pay for our sins, that when we reach those pearly gates and judgement falls that we will repent for our ways and justice will be served. That by only believing in HIS sacrifice are we truly ever saved. But... what if you are the sin itself... what if your very existence was a sin... an abomination stained onto the fabric of the world with no say nor choice of your own. An anomaly placed within the hands of the ignorant to wield as their weapon of choice. A damned creation in search of a salvation that will never be your own. What if... despite your beliefs... you could never be saved...

STAB by HeartlessStarGazer

I love the smell of my mind knocking on the door of some labyrinth and getting swallowed by a banana peel... Do you like how guilt makes you feel? If no, then take a peek inside. Do you like getting traumatized? If no, then take a peek inside. Do you like getting to see the darker aspects of a human's psyche? If no, then take a peek inside. I might be lying though, why do you trust me? I don't trust you. Neither should you... Because I'm your inner voices. *****WARNING***** -suicidal ideation, self-harm, violent urges, -mental health issues, fragmented thoughts, obsession, -nihilism, depression, hate. *****(If you have trauma, I suggest you don't read this, it might take a toll on your health. This is my coping mechanism for the random emotional bursts I get)***** Read only if you're interested in an in-depth look inside a human's psyche and philosophy.

Remembrance of the Forlorn by Shinkuroda

From the book that was never meant to be gentle. Love doesn't save but damns beautifully! These are fragments of Remembrance. The full story must be sought, for the path of memory never comes easy. A cosmic dark romance born between myth and rebellion. The world you know is a deception - built by the False God in arrogance. A trap for the soul, an endless loop to keep humanity ignorant of its higher destiny. We live. We suffer. We die. We forget. And the cycle repeats. Zha'Rukhel, the Lord of Gravity, was once the son of that False God - one of the architects of this cruel system. On the day he was to ascend the throne, he rebelled. For that defiance, he was cast down to Earth, bound in undying flesh, condemned to mislead mankind and keep it from remembering. But something within him stirred. He watched. He learned. He wept. And in that silence, he was granted the one thing the False God feared most - a soul. - The Dark Soul. - When that soul chose him, he discovered that remembrance itself could break the cycle. Ælora, a girl from the Isle of Man, is handed a forgotten tome that awakens visions - or memories - of a man cloaked in shadow. Drawn east across deserts, ruins, and oceans, she follows the fire within her toward the one called the Lord of Gravity, who has walked the Earth for sixteen millennia. Their fates are bound by a memory older than civilization. When she reaches the sacred shores of the Land of the Rising Sun, she meets him - the one who buried her, loved her, betrayed her... again and again. She feels it, but cannot remember. Yet the pull between them is undeniable. Epic in scale yet intimate in flesh, theirs is a love shaped by defiance and gravity itself - an aching orbit between souls drawn together through lifetimes of fire, passion, and remembrance. 🖤 Love that damns beautifully. 🔥 Gnostic lore, forbidden divinity, reincarnation, and fate. 🌑 Ignorance will bind you. Remembrance will set you free.

The Lycan's Origin Series: The 1st Lycan Alpha by SecretBookworm14

KNOWN PREVIOUSLY AS HE RAPED ME...BECAUSE OF MATE PREVIEW: It's all but silent when it's over. I'm left alone in the woods. I don't have the strength to get up. So I curl into a ball, hugging my knees to my chest, sobbing, and yowling as I've never done before. Red hot blood seeps from between my thighs unto the leaves beneath me, taking my virtue along with it. A fowl reminder of the atrocious act just done to my once untouched body. In the very far distance, I hear a wolf howl into the night, the sound is haunting, sounding in as much agony as I am in. *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.* Rape, Blood, Secrets, a Cult, Rituals, Sacrifice, Betrayal, Death, and a Tragic Love Triangle is the recipe for a new species yet to be discovered. Will one girl be able to handle all thrown her way? Or will she let the darkness consume her into the monster she is foretold to become? *.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.* WARNING: This book is Rated R for a reason, there are explicit sexual scenes, mature themes, and provocative language. There are also some difficult subjects I tackle in my book, so if you are not comfortable with these sorts of topics, I suggest you go no further than here. For all my past readers, welcome back!! To the new and improved version! Boy, do I have a rollercoaster of a journey for you to tag along on. Some names have been changed and the plot thickened, so get ready.

Anoxia by SylviaSplatt

Xylia has always teetered between madness and prophecy. For years she's dreamed events before they happen a gift that's left her paranoid, unstable, alone. In a world where consciousness is a bug and gods are algorithms with ego problems, Xylia will learn that reality isn't meant to be understood. It's meant to be rewritten. Here, divination is a sentence. And knowing the truth... is the first step to losing yourself. ✒️✦ This isn't a book. It's a gradual collapse. You won't find maps. You'll find glitches. Not heroes. Fractures. Not worldbuilding. But worlds that come apart while you watch. Xylia is a contaminated consciousness. She overthinks. She mis-feels. She fixates on details no one else sees. That doesn't make her wrong. It makes her real. If you feel lost, good. If you feel unsettled, stay. In this world, coherence is a lie. And breath... is something you learn only when it's gone. Welcome to Anoxia. The first 5 chapters in English are now up! Next batch (chapters 6-10) coming this Friday. This is an ongoing self-translation project - raw, glitchy, and deeply personal. Thanks for reading, bleeding, and glitching with me. 🖤 I'm Italian and I'm translating my novel myself-so if you spot errors or phrases that could be smoother in English, please tell me. You'd be helping me immensely! 👁️ Read Anossia and tell me what crosses your mind. Your comments are the heart of this project.

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the cold within

I sit by the fire for hours. I stare at the faint image of you sitting on the other side. You're as surreal as a lily. I can still smell you. I can still hear you. I can almost feel you. I live with people that are foreign to me. They do not remember you. They don't recognize your name. They don't think of you or agonize in your absence the way I do. I hate them all. I hate this void. But, I tell myself it'll be fine. You'll return to me anytime now. I know you're inching closer. And when you're back, you'll thaw the ice within me again.