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The Quickening

Leituras 1,372
Votos 97
Capítulos 11
Tempo 1h 37m

Leituras 1,372
Votos 97
Capítulos 11
Tempo 1h 37m

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Beware as you enter Threshim, a once bright land now darkened by hatred and hopelessness. It's people ruled by a family with roots steeped in darkness beyond their understanding. Long ago this tyranny would not have been tolerated as it would have drawn the attention of the Guardians, who fight against the darkness in all its forms - but even they are now silent.

In this land exist a Lady, a disconnected warrior and a mysterious girl with no memory of her past or who she is. With their own secrets, some of them are achingly aware of the truth that this world seems to be growing more desperate by the day. 

Now a new Lord is about to take the throne and his advent will trigger events effecting more than just this one realm. 

Remember, there is power in the spoken word and things are not always as they seem...Todos os Direitos Reservados

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BLESSED-CURSED (Enhypen Inspired), de enchanters09

Seven vampires who are turned into K-POP figures and cursed by an unknown dark entity. This entity covers their lives in a dark mist and controls them, preventing their escape. A girl named Neysha De Vera is the light and key to their freedom. How it will end and whether they can escape the terror or will be forever cursed. "...Neysha," he murmured, his voice quieter now, the sharpness dulled. "Why is it always you?" The question wasn't scolding, not entirely. It sounded almost... weary, as if my presence unsettled him in ways he couldn't explain. I swallowed hard, my words stumbling. "I-I didn't mean to fall on you. I just... the portal-" Jay's lips curved faintly, almost imperceptible, like a secret he wouldn't admit. He leaned closer, his breath brushing against my ear. "You follow voices into portals, and then you fall into me. Tell me, Neysha... is this fate, or just your clumsiness?" Jay steadied me and released his hold in a single, fluid motion. "Don't follow every whisper you hear," he added, gaze narrowing. "Next time, it may not lead you to me." Theme Song: DEMONS (Enhypen Cover)

The Devil's Crybaby , de Alywinter

A man stormed in with a gun. She was shot. She lived, but the part of her that trusted life didn't. After that, she became careful. She avoided crowds. Sudden movements made her freeze. She spent more time alone because it felt easier than being around people who didn't understand what had happened to her. Life became smaller, but it felt safer that way. Then one night, someone came for her. He took her from her bed without explaining who he was. He kept her moving, kept her close, and kept his distance at the same time. A man who lived by rules she didn't understand and fear she couldn't escape. Everything about him screamed danger, yet he never touched her without reason. Never spoke more than necessary. He lived for one person only. Everything he did was for his brother. His brother had lost an eye years ago because of him, and he treated that loss like something he could never make right. He followed his brother's orders without thinking about the consequences. When his brother wanted something, he made it happen. Eliza asked questions. Tried to understand what she had been pulled into. The man who kidnapped her protected her but never from the truth. In the silence he left behind, she started filling in the gaps herself. She told herself he wouldn't protect her if she didn't matter. She told herself that the way he stayed close meant something. When she finally learns the reason she was taken, it doesn't come gently. It strips away everything she believed and leaves her facing the fact that she was never chosen. She was a promise. A problem someone else decided to solve. Two brothers want different things from her. One wants to own her. One never planned to keep her. Around them is a world where violence is normal, where people disappear without anyone asking questions, and where some men hunt for reasons that have nothing to do with survival. This is not a story about being saved.

The Assembly of Thirteen: The First Two Companions, de OmyVlz

June Dunbar hates her life. She is supposed to be dead and she would have preferred it to be that way. Thrust into a world of chaos by an ominous shadow demon, destiny had also decided to crown her with the responsibility of freeing the oppressed. A land where evil hung over it like a fog on a lake and where slavery was merely a way of life. Kara Ter Kushtaneo wasn't dead either, but she would have chosen that over her curse. It compelled her to murder against her will and lay the pillages of her evil deeds at the feet of a powerful Emperor. And in a twist of irony, Kara was also elected by destiny to risk everything to free others. Pushed together by their destinies, June and Kara will have to discover a power that will redeem a world from a tyrannical emperor with legions of soldiers, demons and warlocks at his disposal. Can they find the prophesied thirteen? Do they even want to? Find out in this epic fantasy.

Sword of the Heart ~ Knight x Princess, de twilighttanya

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Adventures in Moonlit Valley: Book One--The Protector of the Realm, de Mister-Anonymisity

In a magical land known as Moonlit Valley, all of the magic and energeticpower from all the realms flows through it. A realm where time practically stands still. That being said, an evil king once an inhabitant of Moonlit Valley known as Klawr conquered the the land and held the old king Sundin captive in the old king's own dungeons. He sends his brutal Realmling and human (humans from a different realm than ours) army to slay the last of an ancient group protectors called The Guardians. Five Guardians escaped and did an ancient ritual to send their children to a different realm to save them from Klawr and so they can come back and save Moonlit Valley. Suddenly two kids are transported to a magical world, trapped between an ancient war they didn't think was theirs to fight...but in reality...it was. (this is an old story that accidentally got deleted, but no worries now I can make it better! :))

The Reaper Saga [Book 1-3], de xxKatVxx

[BUNDLE] BOOK 1: There's a reason buried things should always stay buried. For better or for worse. To have and to hold a demon for eternity. She says demons haunt the night, inflecting everything in their path. But where I come from demons don't just lurk around the shadows. They breed in your head. Feasting on your soul until you cease to exist. And, mine just woke up infested in wicked lies. Till death do us apart, little soul. BOOK 2: Girls like them are expected to dance to the tune of evil. To smile with the taste of souls in their veins and vengeance in their hearts. To feed the ghosts and the monsters within them. Discarded by the world and hidden in a maze of twisted creatures, I'm barely holding into my sanity, trapped between the past and the present. Between good and evil. Until one day I no longer recognize myself or them. He says he can see beyond the evil that I am. But it's not him that my madness prevails for or HIM. Because I'm starting to hear their tune, dancing to destruction and chaos. BOOK 3: There's a reason buried things should always stay buried. Like my mistakes. Your past. Now the grave is open and corpses are crawling out. Corpses inflicted with lies and betrayals. Corpses that you pull the strings of, corpses that even Hell is afraid to take. You see, little soul, you think that makes you the monster in our story. But you forgot me. You forgot my promise. Our story might have ended with till death do us apart. But even death has a shadow to lose.

Whispers in the Shadows: Act I, de WolfKing0

Once, Lirama believed in redemption. Now, she believes in survival. Bound by blood and shadow to a power that should not speak, she walks the edges of Faerûn-neither servant nor free, both a phylactery and a rebellion. When whispers of an ancient evil rise once more, she knows the truth: this is no war of kingdoms, no tale of heroes. It is rot festering beneath the world's skin. To stop it, she does not call on saints-but on the broken. A cursed assassin hunted by her past. A half-elf torn between night and moonlight. A storm-kissed sorceress who fears what she seeks. A fallen princess crowned in shadow. A charming barbarian fleeing legacy. An oathbreaker who still dreams of justice. Each bears a secret. Each carries a weight. And none of them walk this path for glory. As their blades are drawn and fates entwine, one truth becomes clear: Some wars are not fought in light- they are survived in shadow.

𝗕𝗲𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗼𝗼𝘁𝘀 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, de JazstStories_

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BLESSED-CURSED (Enhypen Inspired) cover

The Devil's Crybaby cover

The Assembly of Thirteen: The First Two Companions cover

Sword of the Heart ~ Knight x Princess cover

Adventures in Moonlit Valley: Book One--The Protector of the Realm cover

The Reaper Saga [Book 1-3] cover

Whispers in the Shadows: Act I cover

𝗕𝗲𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗼𝗼𝘁𝘀 | 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 cover

Syrilth; A Dei Realm Tale cover

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬:- War Among relations cover

BLESSED-CURSED (Enhypen Inspired)

Seven vampires who are turned into K-POP figures and cursed by an unknown dark entity. This entity covers their lives in a dark mist and controls them, preventing their escape. A girl named Neysha De Vera is the light and key to their freedom. How it will end and whether they can escape the terror or will be forever cursed. "...Neysha," he murmured, his voice quieter now, the sharpness dulled. "Why is it always you?" The question wasn't scolding, not entirely. It sounded almost... weary, as if my presence unsettled him in ways he couldn't explain. I swallowed hard, my words stumbling. "I-I didn't mean to fall on you. I just... the portal-" Jay's lips curved faintly, almost imperceptible, like a secret he wouldn't admit. He leaned closer, his breath brushing against my ear. "You follow voices into portals, and then you fall into me. Tell me, Neysha... is this fate, or just your clumsiness?" Jay steadied me and released his hold in a single, fluid motion. "Don't follow every whisper you hear," he added, gaze narrowing. "Next time, it may not lead you to me." Theme Song: DEMONS (Enhypen Cover)