- LẦN ĐỌC 237
- Lượt bình chọn 3
- Chương 24
Trưởng thànhĐang sáng tác2giờ 20phút
Đăng tải lần cuối Thứ 2, thg 7 20, 2026
"Damn" I said under my breath as I looked towards the man. He showed his face into the torchlight and grinned at me. His pale face seemed to glow gold in the torchlight. His red eyes pulsed as I saw his teeth, they weren't normal human teeth. Two sharp fangs hung just over his bottom lip as he smiled. My mouth dropped open as he backed away from the light
Set on the island of Crete, Sethri survived his coming-of-age ceremony and jumping over the bull, but his two best friends cut his human life short.
Bảo Lưu Mọi Quyền
Tham gia cộng đồng sáng tác truyện quy mô nhấtNhận đề xuất truyện được cá nhân hóa, lưu các tác phẩm yêu thích vào thư viện, đồng thời bình luận và bình chọn để phát triển cộng đồng của bạn.
Bạn cũng có thể thích
The Corruption Within Us
WARNING: this book includes blood, manipulation, cursing, and mature topics (not smut please don't think that). Feel free to click off if any of these make you uncomfortable. ~•~ Something about it was so mysterious about this cave, and I wanted to know more. I entered the cave and saw a red crystal sealed in ice. "Woah." I whispered. The crystal glowed and the ice shattered. I jumped back and fell to the ground, watching as the ice broke completely. My eyes widened and I looked at my hands. "Did I do that?" I asked, but before I could answer, I heard a guard shout for backup as they had heard the ice shattering. I quickly jumped up and stashed the crystal in my pocket before leaving. I crept to the cave the following day, putting the crystal back into the remains of the ice pillar. As I walked away, the crystal fell, causing it to break into a million pieces. I jumped at the sudden noise and stumbled backwards, my eyes widening as a black smog formed around the crystal. "No, no, no, no! Frick." I desperately tried to grab the remains of the crystal, causing one to cut my hand. "Ow! Shit." I whispered, looking at my bleeding hand. "Tch, tch, tch, poor child." A demonic voice said. I looked up and saw that the black smog had two red eyes and a wide, sick smile that was dripping with venom. "I- who are you?" I asked, backing up. "The one who can help you out of here." It said, stretching out a hand. I looked it up and down and before I could answer, its hand plunged into my heart, causing me to scream out in pain. (Cover art by me) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!!Hoàn thành
The Trials of the Minotaur
In the fifth year of the rule of Auten the One Eyed a minotaur was born to one of the imperial city of Colosi’s most important patrician families. The Trials of the Minotaur tells his story, following his life from despair and exile to triumph as a gladiator in the pantheon of Colosi. Betrayed at the hands of those closest to him, he achieves wealth and power beyond imagining as the oracle of a barbarian city, only to be cast out and turned into the star attraction of a traveling cabinet of curiosities. Though his epic journey takes him to lands beyond imagining, far from his home, at its heart lies a quest to be free.Hoàn thành
FATE (COMPLETED)
The footsteps grew louder. The two young goddesses felt the vibrations beneath their feet. The younger one scurried to the door and waved her hand... "What have you done?" She exclaimed. Her friend refused to look at her and she grabbed her shoulders to turn her around. "What did you do, my friend?!" "Good must triumph over evil! Love conquers all!" Tears streamed down her friend's face as she said those words. "You do think that it is so, right?" Her friend shook her head, "Master once said: when there is good, there is evil. Evil brings out the goodness in men, the good ..." ..... The shiny blade that glowed under the moonlight... The girl with a scar on her forehead... looking at her... terrified... The overturned crescent shaped scar on the girl's forehead... She pleaded... then screamed hard... The goddess forced her eyes open, just as the guards burst through the doors. Then, there was a brilliant burst of flames that engulfed her. She tried to scream - but she couldn't hear her voice. She could only hear the cries of her kind friend, trying hard to get to her by pushing herself through the swarm of guards.Hoàn thành
The Blood Of The Beast
Cover by: @wild_and_deadly Character banners by: @Alphagurl24 Incomplete. "Dressed in bronze chainmail armour like a snake's skin, a heavy silver, poison dipped arrow in his hand, a bow on the other, and face blocked off by his helmet, the knight stood his ground on top of the mountain's cliff as the dragon swooped down at him. On and on they went, shooting arrows and fire at each other, until the man was down to his last arrow. The evil, obsidian beast and its radiant blue flames had taken everything from him. And now he would do the same. But as he placed his last arrow on his bow, the dragon came down at him with his sharp, charcoal black talons and slashed at the knight. The beast tore through his armour and body, pushing him back with the powerful beating if his wings. As the young knight tumbled downhill, a strange beauty came running into the clearing at the bottom of the beast's layer. His helmet slipped off his head and revealed a bloody, bruised face. A familiar face. And it was only then, I realized the knight was me, and woke up with gasp." --- Find out what happens in Alex Beck's story, The Blood of the Beast. Incomplete. --- Start: 20/06/16 Finish: 29/04/17 Incomplete. --- Editing and writing.Hoàn thành
Whispers of the Silent Age
Ben was a man, once. But he was cursed. He was transformed into a monster and forced to guard the very fountain that cursed him. Until the rules bend. And something appears before him that he's never seen or heard of before-a strange person named Fuku. A fluffy, witty, talking dog-person... a Tanuki. Through their journeys together, Ben must learn what it means to be something no longer human-but not quite monster. Fuku guides him, helps him, saves him. And loves him. But can Ben find the man he used to be-and learn to love himself enough to love Fuku back?Hoàn thành
Help from the OtherSide
A 23 year old Deccan was on a trip with a friend for losing a bet. The two travel to an island as a reward for successfully graduating with flying colours. When his innkeeper gave him a mysterious object for safekeeping. ***** Initially the object seemed more sinister than a gift, but with due course of time it brought five strangers together; forging new bonds of friendships with love, wit, suspicion and loads of sarcasm. Some of them wished it never happened but in the end they received a whole new outlook on life. They meet creatures they thought were a part of human imagination and are pulled into their Realm. Fighting ordeals, maintaining balance and solving recurring dilemmas once and for all, Will the Five of them be able to pull through the treachery and a court full of vipers of the unforgivingly harsh world? Only time can tell. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Disclaimer: Multiple references and jokes on real life will be present.Hoàn thành
The Story of Midnight
"Who's out there?" One of the men yelled. Of course only silence met them. I remained quiet and waited for the group to start moving again. "Maybe it was just an animal." Someone whispered. The person, who I assumed was the captain of the small squad, signaled for them to walk again. They clearly showed fear as they kept going; brandishing their weapons to guard themselves with. "Two are holding lanterns. I'll tell you when you're too close to them." I heard my friend whisper in my ear. I followed the men as I picked up another branch and waited for the right time to break it. They continued to walk through the forest, turning their heads in every direction as if an animal might lunge at them and rip their throats out. I guess in a way I was going to do that. "Go back a few feet." My friend whispered. I carefully distanced myself from the group and waited. "Where is she?" I quickly snapped the stick as soon as he finished asking the question. They stopped and two soldiers raised their lanterns to shine its light in the darkness. I quickly hid behind a tree before both of them turned where I was. A low frustrated growl came from one of the men, "The girl's playing with us. She's out here following our every move." How paranoia can cloud the mind. At nine years old, Silver decided to leave her village for the forest. Since then, she's been hunted; everyday is a fight for her life, every breath she takes could be her last, but she's determined to stay alive. Her life isn't the kind anyone would want to live but she's managed to survive this long so, what's a few more years?Hoàn thành
Another Love Story
((I Changed the story to Mature because of the language :)) "I have a special ability." "Oh?" He stared at me with sarcasm. "Yes." I took a menacing step towards him. "Oh yeah? What is?" I started to make a detector sound. " I can detect an asshole, a mile away.....Ping, ping, Ping." I trip on my footing and got closer to his face. He smirks, seeing how closed our face were together. He chuckled amusedly. "Be careful doll face. Your inches away from an asshole."Hoàn thành
WARNING: this book includes blood, manipulation, cursing, and mature topics (not smut please don't think that). Feel free to click off if any of these make you uncomfortable. ~•~ Something about it was so mysterious about this cave, and I wanted to know more. I entered the cave and saw a red crystal sealed in ice. "Woah." I whispered. The crystal glowed and the ice shattered. I jumped back and fell to the ground, watching as the ice broke completely. My eyes widened and I looked at my hands. "Did I do that?" I asked, but before I could answer, I heard a guard shout for backup as they had heard the ice shattering. I quickly jumped up and stashed the crystal in my pocket before leaving. I crept to the cave the following day, putting the crystal back into the remains of the ice pillar. As I walked away, the crystal fell, causing it to break into a million pieces. I jumped at the sudden noise and stumbled backwards, my eyes widening as a black smog formed around the crystal. "No, no, no, no! Frick." I desperately tried to grab the remains of the crystal, causing one to cut my hand. "Ow! Shit." I whispered, looking at my bleeding hand. "Tch, tch, tch, poor child." A demonic voice said. I looked up and saw that the black smog had two red eyes and a wide, sick smile that was dripping with venom. "I- who are you?" I asked, backing up. "The one who can help you out of here." It said, stretching out a hand. I looked it up and down and before I could answer, its hand plunged into my heart, causing me to scream out in pain. (Cover art by me) This work belongs to me, @Seth189. I reserve the rights to this work and please do not repost it. It takes me a long time to come up with this stuff and it would be better to write your own work!!
Thêm Chi TiếtNội dung hướng dẫn