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Ongoing, First published May 21, 2025
"Why aren't you cowering?"

"Hmm, for me to cower, I'd have to be sincerely frightened,"

"You do realise I have a knife against your throat, right?"

"I'm a certified masochist. Contrary to popular belief, this situation happens more often than not."

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Darcy Leighton doesn't exist.
She's been dead for a long, long time.
And I, someone entirely nameless and without a purpose, is using her as my route to redemption.

Commonly known as the nameless, the no named humans roam the dark lands of Astain. Their lives are repetitive, with no purpose, no drive, or no meaning. In a world where your true name means everything, everyone is born with their own real name, but not everything always goes as planned, and some find themselves nameless and without solace.

I was lucky. Lucky that I was saved before, I was transformed into one of the mindless zombies that roamed Astain. But with that redemption came a debt. A debt I pay every day with my very life. I, now Darcy Leighton, am a trained assassin for the royal family of the reigning kingdom Ryden. Who have now sent me to assassinate one of the most feared name snatchers in the kingdom Kaladin Aslav.

Someone who snatched my own name.

But many lies lie intertwined and slithering beneath the surface. And I'm just a pawn in all the mess that's been formed. Someone who could easily break under pressure.
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The Merchant and The Warrior Of The Wind

19 parts Ongoing Mature

(This story starts in a completely different world, same time line as the Wild West, but in a completely different dimension. I will have some blips, but do not mean to be rude if I have the tribes wrong in the Wild West time. The female lead is of my own ideas and nothing to do with one such tribe) Harriett Hall, a 15 year old beauty with a hidden secret that has cost her everything she has held dear. The last of 'Sisters Of The Wind' a tribe in Egypt where the woman have fought alongside the men for centuries. Being the youngest of 3 daughters, it has been her place to protect the last child of her family and never marry. But after a raid led by a trusted merchant that came from 'The Land of the Eagles and The Fertile Soil' and his men. Destroyed everything in their way, if it wasn't for being overlooked very quickly because of her makeup face with spots, boils and scars, to detour many future possible matches from happening. She follows a couple of leads that take her to 'The Land of the Eagles and The Fertile Soil'. Where luckily her uncle awaits for her. She will find: love, loss, happiness and pain, in a world so alien to her and unearth feelings that she was always told to keep hidden. The Merchant only known by the Name, He-Who-Travels-With-The-Wind. Being a merchant was never on the cards, he was to be the next Chief of his tribe until he was betrayed by those he thought he could trust. With his ability to carry a weapon gone, he becomes a wandering merchant to get by. Everything changes when he finds a beauty helping one of his friends, dressing his wounds after a fight in Bishops Close. A beauty with such kindness, understanding, no judgment or hate. He will teach this little warrior the true things that she was told to bury. Two lost souls, that have been betrayed by those they thought they could trust. Will not only teach each other what they have lost but also open each others hearts to the beauty that lives inside.