Ritual cerita

The sweeping sequel to Whispers of Ash and Bloom In a land where vines remember, and the soil sings in silence, peace is never truly quiet. After planting the Heartseed and restoring balance to the vineyard, Elena Moretti believes her legacy and her sister's long shadow have finally come to rest. But when a mysterious child emerges from the mist, born not of flesh but of forgotten intentions, the fragile harmony begins to fray. The Hollow Heir brings more than riddles; they bring a revelation: something ancient still sleeps beneath the vineyard, older than pact, older than bloom, and it's waking up hungry. As Elena navigates rising tensions within the Rootwarden Council, cryptic visions, and a land that seems to listen too closely, she must journey into buried memories, forbidden magic, and the ghost of her twin's final spell. What she finds is a choice that could unmake the very balance she fought so hard to restore. With prose as lyrical as it is haunting, Embers of Vine and Vow weaves legacy, language, and land into a spellbinding tale of mercy, memory, and the courage it takes to let the world bloom on its own terms. Perfect for readers who love atmospheric fantasy, sisterhood, and lush world-building where nature itself is a character, this is a story that asks: What happens when the land wants to speak and you become its voice?

Zarachi Chkwuma has always dreamed of visiting the mysterious Igodo Forest - a place rumored to hold both life and death. But after warnings from his father, a madman on the road, and an old stranger, danger begins to feel too real. Still, Zarachi and his classmates continue their trip... unaware that Igodo does not welcome visitors. Will they return - or be taken by the forest?(18+)

(First draft - unedited) Evangeline Winterbourne thrives on the unknown. Driven by an unrelenting curiosity, she has spent her life chasing what history tried to erase. Unearthing ancient knowledge, deciphering forgotten languages, and dragging buried civilizations back into the light. Discovery is what she does best. It has never failed her. Until one expedition does more than leave its mark. Deep within a dense forest, Evangeline and her team uncover an ancient temple tied to a lost civilization. What they find inside refuses to stay buried. Whatever stirred there follows her home, settling beneath her skin, awakening something long dormant. Because Evangeline is not entirely human. Drakonian blood runs through her veins, a fractured legacy passed down through generations. Heightened strength. Accelerated healing. A heritage she never fully understood. Until now. As strange coincidences begin to stack and ancient artifacts whisper of memory and chaos, Evangeline realizes the past isn't finished with her. An ancient presence is stirring, one bound to her blood and to the choices her curiosity keeps leading her to. And it wants to be found.

For nearly many years, Geoni Moyer and his friends have been major fans of the Yu-Gi-Oh Franchise, from it manga, its cards to its shows, and that especially goes for where it all began, Duel Monsters! They've always wished to fight alongside their idols. But one fateful night, they get their wish as Geo and his friends mysteriously enter the OG era! the home era of the King of Games himself, Yugi Muto!

"I thought I knew how far I'd go for revenge. I was wrong." The candles were almost dead when the circle finally answered. Wax bled over the floorboards. Smoke clung to the ceiling. The boy in the center didn't move , because if this failed there would be nothing left to try. The final symbol burned red. Silence. Then a girl sat cross-legged inside the circle like she had always been there. Black hair, bare feet. A single diamond ring catching the candlelight on her finger. He swallowed hard. "All right... I'll give my soul," he whispered. "For you to help me... to take my revenge." She looked at him once. Twice. Then... she laughed. She stood, long and fluid then stretched like she'd just woken from a nap, and walked past the summoning circle without a care. She leaned over and snatched the spellbook from in front of him without asking. "Seriously?" Her voice wasn't monstrous. It was annoyed. That alone should have terrified him . But it didn't , He was already hollowed out by everything he'd lost. She flipped through the pages, eyes moving faster than they should. "You humans really don't read before ruining your lives, huh?" Her finger tapped the title, ink faded and ancient: Grimoire Vincula Amusement shown on her face. Slowly... very slowly... she looked back at him. "...This is a forbidden book. I'm surprised you laid your hand on it " he kept silent looking at her , unsure about what she would do next "Where did you even get this?" she said before her gaze dropped to her own hand .... To the ring. For the first time since arriving, she stopped smiling , opened the book again flipped the pages back to a specific curse ... the one the boy has been casting .. Vinculum Amoris "Oh," she said quietly. "You didn't summon a demon to make a deal." The air tightened and red string around her finger tugged once toward him. Her expression twisted "You idiot " she let a breath out. "This isn't a spell for revenge... this is a love curse."

Six were chosen. Not by fate. Not by God and especially not by faith. But by something watching from the dark. In Hollowcrest, shadows move on their own, hearts forget how to beat, and faith is a fragile bridge. This is not a curse. It's a calling... Or is it?

Im sorry if you encounter any typos or errors. I'll try to post atleast once a week so y'all are well fed

In Ashmoor, magic is forbidden, and every spark can be fatal. The government watches, scouts known as Harrows hunting anyone who shows even the slightest unnatural ability. Those accused are taken to the Nulling, where their powers are drained, and most never return. Witchcraft is not inherited. It is awakened, triggered by trauma, grief, or desperation. Some wield Lumina, the magic of herbs, potions, tarot, and subtle curses, the kind whispered about in rumors and superstition. Others awaken Auric, a deeper, more potent magic drawn from crystals, runes, and the veils between worlds. And then there is Brim, dark and rare, a force so powerful that those who awaken it cannot hide, their presence alone enough to draw fear and attention. Power comes at a cost, and nothing is as it seems. Secrets lie behind every shadow, and survival is never guaranteed. In Ashmoor, to awaken is to gamble with your life and perhaps discover that the true danger is not what you can do, but what they want from you.

Yes this story is inspired by DarkNobleOtaku. I have a lot to study to make the story work. Also remember that this is made for entertainment purposes only and it's not suitable for younger audiences.

Someone well said "The way sadness works is one of the strangest riddles in the world" . Did U guys agreed? Well, I do... It all started when y/n mysteriously end up in Vampire world, ONEUS KINGDOM. What saves her from getting killed by the vampire king himself is the magical necklace. Which is a secret for the king to find out. Seoho is the second prince in Vampire kingdom. Seoho was devastated after Caroline's death. He couldn't move on until y/n came into their world. He knew from the start that she don't belong here. She would probably go after King Ravn find out about how the necklace end up with y/n. But all the way he couldn't stop himself from falling in love with her. His walls broke down again when he started to get possessed by an unbelievable power. Taeyong has always watched over y/n from her childhood. He had a deep affection and devotion towards her. She is his possession and obsession. However he is also from a royal family in Vampire world. He always desired to be the king. His both desires lead his monster to come out. What will happen when y/n will find out about Taeyong's and Seoho's secret. Whom will she trust and give her heart to? Cover by: DathanHamen 1#Oneus: August 15 2020 1# onues 4/17/2021

Their love was hot until it was not... After a string of dating mishaps, Imade Jacobs gives up on love. But when her mother pressures her, even going as far as matchmaking Imade with an old man! Imade takes matters into her hands and joins a dating site where she meets Bamidele Martins, the man of her dreams. Bamidele Martins is a good-looking heartthrob on a terrifying mission. He meets Imade and shows her love... Passionate love. Will Imade realize the truth and run for her life? Or, perhaps, will love prevail before it turns bloody? Cover made by @Nattkuznetsov © Copyright 2021.

I was raised to believe the sea listens. Not like a person listens, but the way a wound does. Quiet. Waiting. In Hollowtide, we learned the rules before we learned how to swim. Don't go near the water after dark. Don't cross it. If the song starts, you don't answer. You run. The night I broke the first rule, nothing happened. That was what scared me. T̵̺͎͘H̵̢͈̠͓̦̺̖̳̯̔̓̌ͅȨ̷͔͙̱̗͈̜̗̪̔̐͝͝ ̷͖̾͘̚ͅv̷̢̢̡̹͔͍̺̺̈́͋͐̽̈̚͜į̷̬̖̥̯̲̼͚̂̄L̵̡̼̭̪͚͍͊͌̀͊͠͝L̷̜̟̈́̊̓̌̔͒̅́͒̕a̸̻̬̗̩̭̺͋̆͗͜g̵̻̜͈̿̈͌̊̃̊̂̄̑e̴̼̫̬̩̳̯̼̣̒̈̽͌́͠ ̵̛̘͉̩̠́͛̌̑̆̾̒̈́̚ͅI̸̧̧͍͐ś̷͎̙͓̳͊̎̈́͛͘͝n̸̡̗͕̮̽̋̈̆͆̌̑̂̄̇'̵̛̛̟͙̯̏̆̋̚t̷̨̤̜̭̩̜̙̽͒ ̴̨̤̦͔̙̔͌̋͒͂̌̀͊͠͝W̶̧̙͙̺̠͇̉̐̇͑̄͛̋̀̕̕H̶͍̝̳͓͇͍͕́̍̆a̶̻͈͚͇̟̘͈̋̈̈́̈̀̓̓͜͝ť̷̡͕͓͈̦̲͕͙̯̏̎͐̈́̀̊͝ ̴̧̨̜͍͚̮͒͐́́Ȉ̵̠͒̌̏ṯ̴̭̒̓̀̔̓͝͝ ̴̢͙͖̰̗̀͛̀̓͊̚͝͝S̷̛͉̮̣̯͉̅̈́̋͊͜ë̵̳̣͚̥͈̅͑̍͑Ě̵̳̬̜̓̄͗m̵̛̫̱͙̝̖̼̼͌̓̍́̚͜͝s̸̛̤̫͔̹͉̱ r̶̢̭̯͔͍̚͜U̶̱̱͈͍̠̞̥̐́ṅ̴̨̧͇̟̰̮͍͈̼͓̓̃̀̽̽͛̇͝.̵͈̤̝͙̘̻̜̽̎̇̅́̇̀ ̸̧̨̝͙̟̘͔͔͌̄͐̾̇̚͝͠T̸̙̝̙̤͉̤͉̞̰̳̈͛̈́̍h̷̨̤̘͕̠͎̫͍̗́͌͗E̸̳͒̈́̀̚ ̷̛͉͎͉́͒̽̀͆͆w̸̠̬̖̦͓̗̐̓̄̐͠A̵̦̘͇̼͌̀́̀͘͝t̴̡̽́É̷͖͈̥̳̲͔͙̒͝r̷̨̪͈̝̜̠͍͙̀̋̽̉̉͛̑͒͜͝͠ ̵̟͎̺̯̩̌͗̆̈Į̶̻͚͎̱͚̓̿̐̈s̷̩̩͚͈̼̤̰̬̞̰͛̀̏͛̍ ̵̡̧̡̳̫̑̀S̸̯͉̳͖͊̈́͗́̃̓â̸̞͓̮̹͖̲̎̓ͅF̶̙̭̰̱̰̤̜͋̇́̑ͅe̶̡̤̝̣̠͚̳̠̫͔̽̈́̄̎͋̊͐̇Ŗ̴̹̤͖̘̯̝̻͍̋͜ ̷͇͔̞̥̪̞̲̹̓̆͊͠t̶̨̛̟̖̻̫͖̥̠̓́͘͜H̸̠͔̪͚̦̙̩͓͊́a̶̮̩͙̓͆͂̒̓̓̾͜͝͝N̸̪͔̦͇͉͉̝̹̄̀̂̈͋̊͠ ̵̢̹̮̮͙͍͚̻̆͠l̴̟̭̥̣͐̅A̶̢̱͍̯͈̠̞̼̫͆̈́̂̄̎͛ǹ̴̡̧̹͈͖̪̰̪̜͉Ḑ̶͔͈̣̦̤̎

Some doors should never be opened. Especially the ones inside a mirror. Fifteen years after fleeing her cursed village, Maya is lured back by her mother's death-and an old mirror warning her not to look. But once she does, a shadowed prince of ruin enters her world through a kiss, a pact, and a lie dressed as love. Now pregnant with something not entirely human and haunted by voices in her own skin, Maya must break a black oath older than blood itself. "Azherûn: The Black Oath" is a dark romantic horror full of forbidden magic, psychological dread, and the terrifying cost of intimacy with evil.

Join Yuko, a timid person who was bullied all his life on his journey to become brave, and in the end... to try to... not....bec...ome ........ o........n.........e................. "Z" . . (BTW, I'll be using the Dub names. So Yuzu will be Zuzu and so on) . . Note: when someome does an action while followed by speach from another person with no space in between, it means it happening at the same time Ex..... |He: *nods* ..........|She: yup. If followed after the action. Ex....|He: *nods* ........|She: yup. If a thought accurs, it will be between *....* in the 1st person Ex... |He: *when will they quiet down* If an action accurs, it will be between *....* Ex...|She: *walks to the table* Note 2: there will chapters that might just be duels... Note 3: This is the 1st story I have done.

Genre & Tags - Fantasy, Horror, Mystery, Supernatural, Blood, Danger, Dark, Death, Ghosts, Illusion, Investigation, Ritual, Sacrifice, Slaughterhouse, Survival, Suspense #All rights to the storyline, characters, and cover photo belong to their original creators. I'm just here to translate and share the story with you all! If there any parts that are difficult to read, please blame my translation skills. I apologize for any mistakes.

'she leaned in to smell the potion, 'I smell.. vanilla and freshly polished wood and.. green apples.' She sat back up and went to pick up her quill to write this down, but as she went to, her hand brushed against dracos. His skin was soft. It reminded her of silk sliding across her skin. She looked at him, he was already looking at her. Their eyes locked. Dracos dark, cold, deathly grey eyes starred deep into hermiones warm, hopeful, melted chocolate looking eyes. Her eyes were innocent, draco thought. Hermione felt a shiver go down her spine, then broke the eye contact and looked at her hand that was still touching dracos. She quickly moved it away and picked up her quill, she didn't dare look at draco. She had something on her mind, other than what she saw in dracos eyes, and their 'moment', she had something buzzing around in her head... green apples... who likes green apples..?' Please enjoy this, this is going to be more intimate than my other story, hopefully you'll enjoy this. I want this one to do well. I don't want to rush this. I feel like that's a big problem of mine.. I make everything happen so quickly, I don't let the readers have time to comprehend what happened and emotionally connected with the story. But yeah, I hope you enjoy and vote and recommend and stuff, would really mean a lot :))

My name is Amory Moore. I'm at my second year college and have a pretty normal life. Or I had, until now! A weird, dark shadow has been following me around throughout the summer. And I don't know what it wants!

A mysterious couple asks Derek and Odette to gather a few objects, but they get tricked into being part of a ritual that switches their bodies. Now it's up to Amanda to save her siblings before it's too late.

When the outbreak came, the walls of Longmarsh Prison were meant to keep the infected out-and the criminals in. But months later, both roam freely inside, and survival is a matter of brutality, not justice. Eliza Cole, once a chaplain in training, now clings to hope in a crumbling cellblock, surrounded by death, ritual, and madness. Kane, a convicted killer with a buried past, leads a fractured group desperate to escape. But between them and freedom stands a new threat: a self-proclaimed prophet who's turned Longmarsh into a twisted sanctuary-and who believes the end is salvation. As the infected claw at the gates, and the last survivors descend into the tunnels below, choices must be made. Sacrifice or survival. Truth or delusion. Light or something far darker.

Every seven years, the villagers of Dunsvale lock their doors and pray the forest will forget them. But when Dr. Alarec Halden--a rational man of science--arrives to investigate rumors of the Seven Sisters and their crimson-clad rites, he discovers a secret older than faith. The forest is alive, bound to blood and guilt, and it remembers every promise ever broken. Caught between reason and reverence, Halden must choose: expose the curse and free the town, or join the procession that has no end.