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✦ Welcome to The Sky's Hid Story ✦ "Every silence hides a voice waiting to rise." ✦ Protagonist: Mora ✦ Mora was raised to believe in safety, in beauty, in order. But behind the academy's shining walls, truth rots like something hidden too long in the dark. What begins as a search for answers doesn't free her-it locks her into a path designed long before she stepped on it. A pawn in a deeper, crueler game. The question isn't just what's real. Can she break free from a fate she never chose? ✦───────────────✦ Sneak Peek: Voices You'll Meet ✦───────────────✦ The Architect of Fate (Antagonist): ❝ They call it fate. I call it design. You don't lose when I take your will-you lose the moment you believed you ever had it. Fate isn't cruel. It's exactly methodical. ❞ Aaron: ❝ People always think peaceful places are so damn perfect. But peace can be heavy too, can't it? Like silence that never lets you speak. ❞ Mora: ❝ I never asked to be everyone's perfect doll-no thanks. Perfection's just a fancy cage wearing a pretty face. If it thinks it can keep me locked in, it's got another thing coming. Time to say goodbye, and don't let the door hit you on the way out-with grace, okay sweetheart. ❞ If you love psychological thrillers, sharp dialogue, and bonds that cut as deep as they heal-welcome. ✦ Thank you for stepping into the web. Let's see if we can escape together, shall we? ✦ --- Content Warning: This story contains emotionally charged content and intense scenes, including psychological trauma, manipulation, and grief, as well as vivid combat sequences involving blood, injury, and high-stakes confrontation. Themes of identity, moral ambiguity, and emotional conflict are explored throughout. Not every wound is visible. Not every battle ends with victory. "A/N: This story has an alternate version with a different protagonist. If you're interested in exploring the same worl

WARNING‼️This book contains abstruse topics such as Dark Love, Abuse, Violence etc if you are not comfortable with the above please feel free to swipe past this book. "Please take me home" I no longer felt like going to work I didn't want my patient to see me devastated and terrified. After a few minutes we reached my apartment as I was about to get out he locked the doors I shivered feeling him turn towards me by now my eyes were glossy. I slowly turned to look at him the smell of blood was painted on him the tears rolled down my cheeks his thick thumb wiped them away my body was shaking I was terrified of this man when his skin made contact with mine my body tingled with a foreign emotion, I looked up at his eyes letting him touch me afraid he would kill me if I moved. "Goodnight my Queen" I shivered at the title he had given me, I was scared to the bone and I was not about to argue with him while he had a taste for blood the look in his eyes told me he still wanted more when he entered the car earlier on. He tenderly kissed my forehead lingering as my heart exploded I waited patiently and shut my eyes praying for him to remove his lips from my skin so I could go home. He finally did and when he unlocked the car doors I jumped out and hurried to my apartment not looking back at the devil in the car. I finally reached my apartment panting and shut the door sliding down my door crying hysterically, I could still feel his cold lips on me. What did I just witness tonight. What did I get myself into. I was scared of the future because I knew surely he would be back to check on his Queen. Highest Rankings #1 in Dark Romance. #1 in Possessive. #1 in Crazy. #1 in Dark Love. #1 in Psycho. © 2016 MCU, All rights reserved.

I kept watching a dream perhaps from the day I got sensible. I remained restless and sleepless for a long time. These dreams were not illusion or miraj rather an allusion and messenger. I discussed them with B Jaan and she suggested me to express my experiences of the dream world on paper and that might help me to ease myself down. It was continuous signal, a kind of hint and indication from Nature that the only way to come out of those mental as well as emotional agonies is to put all my pains on the paper and paint those worlds of dreams with the help of words. It really happened that I was free from the punishment of remaining awake. However, the twist in the story was that, those very dreams became the beginning of writing multiple stories, a chain of unending mysteries. Power, success and money are the world's most wonderful, lucrative and desired things. One finds every living being as humans, animals, supernatural (Jinnies) and spatial creatures cross every possible limit of bestiality, horror, savagery, brutality, viciousness, wickedness, monstrousness and villainy and ultimately fall a prey to the blood shedding murderousness of the creatures with chameleon like qualities so that they can achieve their unattainable, unreachable and impossible goals while every player just proves to be chess piece who gets defeated by it's master. This book will ultimately unfold the unspeakable, loathsome, dreadful and devilish acts of ferocious beasts. All these wicked evil creatures belong to the 'Aka' group which works for the ultimate Emperor of demonic evil 'Kragtistay Gemgaag' while the Queen of virtue, and righteousness Queen of all Queens 'Jainikzaal Aniktajik' is preparing an army with the help of Almighty in the name of 'Hula' group to fight against the devilishness of Kragtistay Gemgaag. Here am I, Subha Rafique will describe the war between 'Hula' and 'Aka' groups from my dreams to my readers.

❝Three dragons and their naughty little pet.❞ There's a rule in piracy - never fuck with the Dragons because they burn you alive. Literally. I'm not a fan of following rules, especially when the Dragons' hoarding obsession makes them the wealthiest patrons. I shouldn't be surprised when I'm kidnapped by the dragons upon failing to fulfil my end of an important deal. As if my luck couldn't be more of a bitch to me, I get kidnapped by none other than the three Dragons from one of the most powerful clans in the Arctic- Radrox, Ivret and Zorge. Now that they have me, I must pay for my failed deal in cash or kind. But that's not what they seem to be interested in, especially with the dwindling population of dragon ladies and their dangerous obsession with me. Those three dragons are definitely going to burn me but with a different kind of fire. ~ It can be read as a stand-alone book. Themes: slow burn, some BDSM, smut (loads of it), dirty talking, knotting, breeding, reverse harem, romance, kink exploration, action, world-building and a purely character-driven plot with wholesome and humorous moments :) What's not in the book? - Grape. Even though there's a power imbalance between the FL and the MLs, whatever happens between them and her involves consent. No cheating. The MLs don't do each other in this book.

{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16

//I'm not the best at writing, so the stories will not be the best, of course. I also don't get motivation a lot, so please keep it in mind, just in case you wonder when will be the next time I publish a story.// Cover Picture was edited by me, I got the picture of the dog from the internet. |||Gender Neutral reader. (Of course, I have problems and keep thinking that the reader is a girl, but it's still mostly Gender Neutral.) |||May contain some sensitive topics, so a slight trigger warning. |||Contains curse-words as well, they're not really censored.

"Are you ready, baby?" I'm asking her as much as I'm asking myself. She never lets her eyes leave mine. "Mm," she nods and I push all the way in. Her face twists in a mixture of torment and temptation. I hold myself still, feeling her tightness wrap every inch of me. Leaning forward, I press my forehead to hers. "No one will ever get you like I do. No one will ever f ck you like I do. No one will ever love you like I do, baby." --Though she's young, Silvie has spent a lifetime paying for other people's mistakes. That's what landed her in the sights of a wolf. A Gang of Wolves to be exact. Everything Wulf does is for his motorcycle club, but when Silvie- young, innocent, and sweet, enters the picture things change. He takes an interest in the little pixie who becomes more than just a payment for her brother's debts. What happens when a woman begins to tame the beast of her predator? What happens when a wolf learns he wants to be a protector? ** This story is a Dark Romance. If you want a fairy tale, read Cinderella. Yes, this book has a HEA, but there are a lot of bumps and bruises along the way. This book is real and sometimes raw. If you have triggers, expect some of them to be pulled** Highest Ranking - #1 Dark Romance #1 Age Gap #1 Alpha Male

What would you do if you were suddenly thrown powers befitting a God more than any mortal? Would you use them to better yourself, your community and society? Or would you wreak havoc upon our world? Or would you instead look far beyond our reality and breakthrough the construction for something brand new? A new world, all to yourself that too. That's what happened, and it was in the drizzle whilst feeding the pest that had wrecked havoc upon his humble backyard shack that he found a mystery larger than anyone can comprehend, an artifact immune to the irreversible corrosion of time, quite ironic that an unbreakable artifact fell upon his hands by accident, a man two steps away from death itself. Miguel didn't know at that time about how much of an effect the scroll would have upon his life, but whatever happens; he's now sure it'll be a merry one, either in this world, or the other one. Meanwhile in the world he had created, soft, peaceful and lush forests cover most areas of the continent with a very sparse population density, however Reggasia is anything but peaceful; and sparse. Reggasia is almost like another country to the rest of the people in the old kingdom, because it is; despite being the new capital district of culture it is now bleeding like a stuck pig, it's people starving and the wars the noblesse classes are waging aren't making anything better. As such, a greed driven young rogue takes things into his own hands and goes onto a journey that will take him across the entire district when his country and people are in danger, but will he be able to stop the conspiring nobles from taking over the entire continent? Or will his heart be pierced by the very same blade he gave unto this world seventeen hundred years ago? [#7 World Building.]

For someone who should have already been dead at this point, he was a very lucky man. To reach this point in his life was never in his wildest dreams, but then, he can't also say he doesn't like this. Because he does - no, he loved and relished every single bit of it. But life is always unpredictable, no doubt. It always has a plan of it own, and it does not care no matter how contented you are in your current state. And man has he no idea what is about to come knocking at his doorstep. "End my misery." Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance Captain [F/N] [L/N], the youngest captain in the history of BSAA, found himself searching for his missing best friend in a small village somewhere in the middle of nowhere in Romania when things started to go downhill for him and his team. But in all of that chaos, blood, and death, he found the last thing he was expecting to find: love. But would he finally be able to enjoy a happy life for once? Or will life just screw it up again and bring him the only constant in his life: misery? (2-part Daniela Dimitrescu x Male Reader) AN: Credentials to the artist of the Daniela Dimitrescu artwork I used to create the cover for this story, and to Capcom. No copyright infringement intended. Started - 28 June, 2021 - Finished - 3 November, 2021 -