Darkfantasy Stories

Mercy is easier when the world isn't starving. if survival demands cruelty everytime, then what actually survives? The world did not end with fire. It ended with petals that can pierce flesh. Power does not corrupt the heart, it merely removes the the curtains hiding it Even the purest flower drinks from graves beneath its soil. Do everything can be a miracle gifted by the nature? Or merely a curse? Hope is a candle that survives by teaching itself how to burn slowly. Let us ponder in a world where a garden does not ask permission before it devours the ruin beneath it. ----------------------------------------------------------------- [ IMPORTANT NOTICE: Some parts of this story is written in a poetic and philosophical style. Some dialogues, symbols, and meanings may not be immediately understood, as they are to be felt as much as they are read. The world within these pages speaks in silence, metaphors, and emotion. Interpretations may differ from person to person - and that is part of the story itself. Read slowly. The garden does not bloom for hurried eyes] ---------------------------------------------------------------- [Warning: This story contains violence, grief, and moments of human cruelty. Not all wounds in this world are made by monsters.] ----------------------------------------------------------------- Author's Note: This story was born from silence, ruin, and the strange beauty of survival. Thank you for stepping into the garden. -----------------------------------------------------------------

She is the empire's most feared assassin. He is the most wanted rebel in the kingdom. She was sent to kill him. She stayed to burn the empire down instead. For twenty-four years, Seraphine Voss has been the empire's perfect weapon - cold, precise, unquestioning. When she's assigned to infiltrate the Ember Faction and eliminate its elusive leader, she expects another clean mission. She doesn't expect Kael Dawnor to see through her in three days. She doesn't expect to find a community worth protecting instead of destroying. And she doesn't expect to discover that the magic the empire taught her to hunt runs in her own blood. Now the empire isn't hunting rebels anymore. It's building something far worse. And the only person who can stop it is the assassin it made. 🖤 Enemies to lovers · Dark romantasy · Morally grey leads · Found family · Magic system

Dual affinities were never supposed to exist. Now Lyra Vale has two. After unexpectedly awakening both magical and combat astral powers, Lyra becomes the first student in years forced to attend two rival divisions at Valmere Academy-an elite institution filled with powerful nobles, dangerous training, and students who seem far too talented for their own good. But surviving impossible schedules and academy politics quickly becomes the least of her problems. Especially after catching the attention of Black Crest. Feared throughout the academy, Black Crest is a legendary group of elite second-year students known for their overwhelming strength, influence, and terrifying reputation. Yet the more Lyra encounters them, the less the rumors make sense. A calm leader hiding secrets. A smiling troublemaker who notices too much. A silent boy with eyes that never seem to miss anything. And beneath the academy itself- something ancient is beginning to awaken. As forgotten legends surrounding dragons resurface and strange powers begin appearing across the kingdom, Lyra slowly realizes her existence may not be normal at all. Because some bonds are written long before destiny begins. And some flames were never meant to return.

The night she was cast aside, Iris Valtorien did not beg, scream, or curse the crown. She left. Branded unstable. Unfit. Forgotten. Six years later, she returns-not as a discarded wife, but as the Sovereign of the Obsidian Keep, a power the Empire buried two centuries ago. The Crown Prince chose ambition over blood. Now his greatest regret walks the capital in shadows... and his daughter calls him "Your Highness" instead of "Father". In a court ruled by legacy, silence is sharper than steel-and the Night remembers everything

"I was rejected by an Alpha, only to be claimed by a King." Aria has spent her entire life as the punching bag of the Winterbane Pack. Born an Omega with no wolf and no voice, she thought her life couldn't get any worse-until her fateful eighteenth birthday. The day her fated mate, the cruel and arrogant Alpha Jax, rejects her in front of the entire pack and sentences her to exile in the frozen wastelands. She was supposed to die in the snow. Instead, she stumbled into the territory of the legends. King Valerius is the ruthless, terrifying Lycan King of the North. He is a monster from the old world, a king without a queen, known for slaughtering anyone who crosses his borders. But when he finds a half-frozen, broken Omega in his woods, his Lycan doesn't see weak prey. He sees his true mate. Now, Valerius is bringing Aria back to the world that threw her away. And the Lycan King is perfectly willing to burn down every pack on the continent to put a crown on the head of the girl they called worthless.

They sent her to the academy to learn control. What they didn't expect... was the storm she carried inside. Luna doesn't care about redemption. She isn't here to make friends, play nice, or be saved. She's darkness wrapped in flesh ,a girl with a stone heart, colder than death, and power that could tear the world apart if she let it. She's sent to Fledgling Institution,a prestigious school for different kinds of supernatural beings where they're molded to master their gifts and blend seamlessly into the human world. Secrets stir. Powers clash. And something ancient is waking beneath the surface of it all. Some monsters are born. Others are made.

Long ago, the world was ruled by kingdoms powered by elemental wielders. But after the rise of darkness, kingdoms collapsed one by one. To survive, humanity abandoned magic and relied on technology, machines, gasoline, and towering cities. Over centuries, people forgot wielders ever existed. Then one day, the world began changing again. The ground trembled endlessly. Oceans became violent. Unknown lands and ruins started appearing across the planet as if the world itself was expanding beyond human understanding. Creatures never seen before emerged from the darkness. Because after centuries of silence, darkness had returned once more - searching for the throne and the Emperor's Crown it failed to claim long ago.

Five hundred years ago, the world decided the Hydro Archon Egeria was dead. She wasn't. Now, under the name Lora, she walks Teyvat again with a single objective: to overturn the future that was forced onto her people. The Heavenly Principles wrote a prophecy. Fontaine is meant to drown. The gods are meant to obey. Lora doesn't. Every move matters. Archons, the Abyss, Celestia-everyone is playing their part, all trying to control the board. And Lora? She's already placing her pieces. Passing the throne to Focalors was only the opening move. Because this time, she isn't fighting fate head-on- she's playing for checkmate. No chosen-one nonsense. Just a former god who intends to win-before the heavens realize the game is already lost.

A different take on 'The Rising of the Shield Hero' story. Naofumi still gets summoned to Melromarc along with Motoyasu, Ren and Itsuki and he's still the shield hero. However, there will be a different twist in Naofumi's fate and Motoyasu, Ren and Itsuki try to help him while dealing with their inner feelings for him.

She died. He killed her - with his mistress by his side. The woman who gave up everything for love... was reborn to rewrite her fate. This time, she won't forgive. This time, she will rise..

𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐮...? ...𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬... 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭. - ᯽ - 𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔... A flickering flame floats over where his face should be. 𝑻𝒐 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔' 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔... - The Forest Ranger Tighnari sees a scientific enigma. - His apprentice Collei sees a lost boy needing kindness. - The General Mahamatra Cyno sees a weapon disguised as a man. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒔 𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔... Dark ropes choke their souls. And with a single touch of his... they snap free. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝑪𝑶𝑺𝑻? Every salvation stains his hands. Every cut of the rope scars his spirit. Every act of kindness reminds him of how empty he is. ...but even so... 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐮'𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥... 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬...? | 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙴𝙸 𝚇 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙸𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚃𝙴 𝙾𝙲! | ✧･ﾟ weekly updates ✧･ﾟ (some art is mine, you'll know when you see it) created 18/06/2024

She spent her life fighting monsters no one else dared to see. When the world failed, Vedha built her own system-an underground network that hunted those who thrived on suffering. She predicted betrayal. She accepted the cost. And still-she died saving others. But death was not the end. Reborn in the age of the Mahabharata, she enters a world ruled not by logic-but by dharma. A world where men like Yudhishthira cannot escape righteousness... And beings like Krishna already know how it ends. War is inevitable. Choices are irreversible. Knowledge is not power-it is a burden .If you already know the ending... WOULD YOU STILL TRY TO change it? #1 Mahabharata #3 Mahabharata #5 Mahabharata #1 Yudhistira #1 parashurama #2 Arjuna

Get ready to see Rowan rock the world with some help. Did she invite a primordial being into her body, yes...does she regret it, ask her when its over. Digging under mountains, crossing deserts, skiing over oceans of ice, and starting a war or two. Nothing will stop her from getting her kids back. An epic adventure with adult content. The final book in the Rowan series.

【A false Necromancer lacks troops and is hunted down by others.】 【A true Necromancer commands countless skeletons and becomes a ruler in their own right.】 After obtaining the Dual-Portal, Wu Heng discovered that the original world was overrun with zombies. When the plan to become a profiteer failed, a new plan for survival began. Wu Heng chose to become a 'Necromancer.' Can't summon the undead in another world? The entire apocalyptic planet is a source of troops. Can't survive in the zombie world? Then I'll live and learn skills in another world. From that point on, the world witnessed an undead army equipped with modern weapons. Natural disaster looms, with millions of skeletons. Undying bone dragons, undead kings. (Dual-Portal + Necromancer + Magic + Fantasy World + Undead Plague.) Patreon link for those interested: https://www.patreon.com/FALCON_N

Timothy's world ended the day his mother died. Lost in grief and battling the weight of despair, he wanders through life hollow, searching for a reason not to let the darkness win. Far above, in the divine realm, Eden-the God of Man-faces trial for breaking the highest law: loving an immortal. Betrayed by his own brother, Eden is cursed, stripped of his form, and cast to earth as nothing more than a green thread. When Timothy discovers the strange cloth, their fates entwine. The boy who cannot escape his pain and the god who cannot escape his punishment become bound together, each the key to the other's survival. But redemption never comes without sacrifice. And as gods wage war in the heavens, Timothy must decide: save himself-or risk everything to heal a fallen god. A story of grief, betrayal, and the dangerous light of hope.

---- The firstborn son of Rhaegar Targaryen and Elia Martell, raised in House Martell by his uncles Oberyn Martell and Doran Martell, he marches to war with the power of Dorne behind him, determined to reclaim the Iron Throne and restore the House Targaryen dynasty... But destiny has a way of reshaping even the strongest wills... ---- 🖋️ Author: Teo K. ✨ 🔥 Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire 🧊 🎬 Chronology: Game of Thrones 298 AC ⚔️ 🐉 Main Character: Baelor Targaryen 🩸 💘 Love Interest: Sansa Stark 🐺 ---- Structure of the story: Work → Acts → Chapters → POV Example: The Ballad of the Dragon Act I: Every Dragon Has Its Hatching Chapter: Traitors in the West POV: Baelor Targaryen ----

╔══════✮❁•°❀°•❁✮ ══════╗ ||BOOK FIVE in the Infernal Chronicles Series|| ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ Once upon a time, in a town far, far away, Angie Frost and her companions are forced to deal with the looming threat of the new Dark One, who is one of their own. Embarking on a dangerous journey to the Enchanted Forest, the group is ready to dispose of the darkness once and for all. But something went wrong. Six weeks later, the group wakes up back in Storybrooke with no memory of how they got there or of the past few weeks. And worst of all, the town is now under the thumb of two dangerous villains, one of whom is hiding much closer than the heroes realize. In this action packed, magical, and emotional fifth installment in the Infernal Chronicles Series, Angie and her allies face new villains, new worlds, and new forms of power. These adventures bring Angie closer to home than she's ever been in years and show the world just how strong she's become. But she is forced to make a horrid choice: one that could destroy her happiness or the town of Storybrooke. It all depends on her. Will our anti-hero find a way to keep her resilient heart of stone throughout the challenges she faces? There's only one way to find out. ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ Based on Season 5 of Once Upon A Time Series Labeled MATURE: For some content that may not be appropriate for some ages or make some people uncomfortable. Book Five contains language, violence, fluff, lime, drinking, drugs, injuries, mentions of SA, parental abuse, trauma, verbal abuse, physical abuse, panic attacks, and vampires. If you are uncomfortable with any of these topics, this book is not for you. ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ Cover By: @-alexanderlightwood Graphics By: Users Credited Inside ╚══════✮❁•°❀°•❁✮══════╝

They married him to her when he was ten and she was nineteen, and the clay tablet of their vow began cracking before the ink was dry. Nim came south from a burning city with the last secrets of a dead queendom carved into her skin. She did not come to be a wife. She came to find a ritual buried in the royal archives. The one that can trap a god in a human body and kill them both. She has six months. She is going to need the boy-king's blood. She did not come for his bastard brother. Ur-Nungal has spent ten years pretending to be the wrong kind of prince. He drinks. He gambles. He sleeps in temple courtyards with women whose names he never asks. And underneath all of it, he is the one man in the empire whose name is on no tablet, whose oaths cannot be broken, whose silence has kept a city of ghosts alive. He cannot be bound. He cannot lie himself into death. He is free. Until he meets her. Now, in a marble city of black ziggurats and oath-blood magic, three siblings are circling a throne their own god is hungry for. A boy who whispers because his words carve themselves into flesh. A queen whose every kiss is a slow-motion suicide. A bastard who has spent his life refusing his name and is about to be asked to claim it. And a sister, ash in her lungs and a thousand names on a curse-tablet, who has already done the math: someone in this family has to die for the kingdom to live. They are all right. They are all damned. In forty days the city celebrates the Shattering. The one night each year when oaths can be broken without dying. The Marru host is forty days from the eastern pass. A planetary alignment that can bind a god opens forty days from now. Three clocks. One night. Four people who will burn the world to keep each other. Some loves are bindings. Some bindings are graves.

Lyria não nasceu para ser salva. Nasceu para sobreviver. Criada nas minas de Ravencourt, moldada por açoites e silêncio, ela aprendeu cedo que a vida não é justa - é cruel. Cada cicatriz nas costas é uma história que ela não conta. Cada olhar firme é um aviso que ninguém ouve. Quando o destino colocou um rei acorrentado ao lado dela, Lyria fez o que sempre fez: lutou. Não por esperança. Não por fé. Mas porque ninguém toca em quem ela protege. Agora, sem correntes e com um mundo prestes a ruir, a guerra tem um novo nome. Lyria.