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There is no night in the Everburning City. There can never be. ***** For four hundred years the Everburning City has withstood the advance of the life-strangling fog known as the Gloam. Its walls have held back five invasions, but on the eve of the sixth, the city's inhabitants know things have changed. Golems are coming out of the mist, and the bodies of the dead are rising at the Gloam's bidding. The city's last and most desperate line of defence comes in the form of the Crafters, individuals who can channel the power of fire, though they risk their sanity each time they do. The brightest of these valiant heroes are Tabitha a'Loria and her apprentice Gerald Reath. Risking their lives, they mount their airships, determined to save the last bastion of humanity - the Everburning City. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

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(some), 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. -----------------------------------------------------------------

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 realm on the brink of war. A bond that threatens to consume them both. Cora's life takes a dangerous turn when she's thrust into a world of secrets and magic. Mistaken for a fae, her blood is thought to hold the power to restore balance to a crumbling realm. The first thing she learns when she's captured: never trust a dragon. Ash has always known what it means to be feared. He comes from the Third Kingdom, the only realm where dragons remain awake inside their bonded. Considered little better than beasts, the people of the Third live in isolation, training to control the instincts and will of the creature that lives inside them. Alone in the Outlands, he never expected to find a fae. Especially not one like her. When her cry shatters the forest, he understands the instinct that drives him to her side. What he does not anticipate is how fiercely he will have to fight the beast that already sees her as its own. With witches whispering of prophecy and a dark king determined to bring about a new era of ruin, they must choose: fight the fate that binds them or risk becoming the very force that brings the realm to ruin. Because the longer they travel together, the harder it becomes to tell where Ash ends and the dragon begins.

Sovarielle was born into a legacy of music and magic-one of the legendary sound dragons of Whispervale. But everything changed the day an attack stole her sense of smell, severing her from the bond that connects dragonkind. Exiled by instinct and grieving the loss of her family and horde, she vanished into the human world, learning to navigate life through sound instead of scent. In dragon society, scent is everything. It guides memory, emotion, and-most importantly-connection. It is how dragons recognize their mates. Without it, Sovarielle is considered broken, untethered... alone. Years later, a single misstep leads her back into dragon territory-and into a storm of long-forgotten alliances, mythical creatures, and rising tensions. From sirens guarding sacred seas to secretive centaurs with ancient wisdom, Sovarielle's path is shaped by those who see her not as damaged, but different. And as feelings deepen between her and a dragon who seems to know more than he says, she begins to wonder: If dragons find their mates by scent... will she ever truly know if she's found hers? A map of the country is included in the prologue, showing dragon territories, human cities, and key locations mentioned throughout the story. For readers who enjoy diving deeper, I've also created The Scentmarked Archive, which includes an interactive map and expanded lore exploring ancient dragon territories, mysterious islands, siren legends, shifter homelands, and more. You can find the link to the archive and map in my bio. Thank you so much for choosing to step into this world with me.

In a world where dragons choose their riders and survival is a blood-soaked privilege, Rose Sorrengail was never meant to live in the shadows. But when duty, power, and rebellion collide at Basgiath War College, she finds herself in the crosshairs of enemies, legacy, and one dangerously watchful pair of onyx eyes. With her sister at her side and blades in her hands, Rose is done surviving. It's time she rewrites what it means to be chosen-and what it costs to burn the world that made her. (okay yes i did a mistake in the writen..its supposed to be written my bad chat and the author to be missxxenia my fault again chat i will do the correction later)

Content Warning (18+): This book contains explicit, graphic sexual content, including scenes and references to sexual assault, as well as graphic violence and gore. Intended for readers aged 18 and over. Please read at your own discretion. She ran from a crown-straight into a storm that chose her. BOOK ONE of The Breath of Aethriel Princess Serétha has spent her life being polished, paraded, and prepared to become a political sacrifice - a sacred "union" meant to bind kingdoms under the gods' gaze. But on the eve of her fate being sealed, Serétha runs. The wilds beyond the palace are not freedom - they are hunger, cruelty, and the kind of darkness stories never warn you about. And Serétha isn't just being hunted by men who believe they own her... she's being pulled toward something she doesn't understand - something old, forbidden, and waking inside her blood. A thief with too much charm. A prince with a devotion sharp enough to cut. A world ruled by gods who do not forgive. Serétha wanted a choice. Now she has one - and it might burn Aethriel to the bone.

I just left Dark Souls, and now I'm in Elden Ring. Is this suffering never going to end? Here I am at the Haligtree, right next door to the "gentle" Empyrean, Miquella. I, the Lord of Cinder who once cut down both mortals and gods alike, have somehow become the Promised Consort of the Empyrean? After a while, Nolan Bethel realized the truth. This isn't some Empyrean at all-it's clearly the Holy Maiden, St. Trina! And beside her stands the greatest magic teacher, the dignified Lunar Princess, and the eldest of the Ancient Dragons... Fan translation of 穿越交界地的我竟然是初火？ by 神罗小萨. If possible, please support the original author.

Content Warning (18+): This book contains explicit, graphic sexual content, including scenes and references to sexual assault, as well as graphic violence and gore. Intended for readers aged 18 and over. Please read at your own discretion. BOOK TWO of The Breath of Aethriel This story is not a standalone. Read Book One: A Crown of Storms before continuing. In Aethriel, freedom is never given - it's bargained for. Velari's disappearance has already shaken kingdoms. Far from court and crown, she is drawn into a hidden world of ancient loyalties, forbidden knowledge, and political games played in shadow. Every truth uncovered carries a cost, and every alliance demands something in return. Because Velari is no longer just a runaway princess. She is leverage. As old powers stir and carefully constructed lies begin to fracture, the war threatening Aethriel reveals itself as something far older - and far more personal - than any clash of armies. Gods are not what they claim to be. History is not what was recorded. And the storm within Velari is no longer content to remain contained. When she finally loses control, it will not break chains. It will break the world.

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Life takes an unexpected turn when five people find themselves warped into an entirely different world, bringing their personal baggage with them. How will you adapt? And how will you find your way back home?

🏆 Ranked #1 in African Fantasy | ⚡ Ranked #1 in Shonen When ancient cosmic power threatens to reignite global war, a determined young man from a lawless land must master his own volatile abilities and rally unlikely allies to defy god-like tyrants and forge a new path for humanity

On the day Etheria fell, Rowena Valmont lost everything: her home, her family, and the future she once believed in. For seven years, the noble-born exile has clung to hope in the shadows, waiting for her father's return. But when her last sanctuary is destroyed, Rowena discovers a legendary weapon born of magic that was long thought to be extinct. Suddenly, she is thrust into a deadly game where the fate of kingdoms hangs in the balance as an ancient, malevolent force stirs once more. Pursued by enemies and drawn to a mysterious gladiator whose secrets could cost them both everything, Rowena must decide: Will she risk everything to reclaim her homeland, or will she rise to become the hero Solmira never knew it needed?

Murta has clawed his way from rotting in the streets to serving a notorious noble family. However, destiny calls for more. Much more. If he must, he will travel through the barbarian desert with guides that wish to consume his soul. He will navigate the blood-soaked underbelly of a foreign city to hunt down his father's abandoned bastards. However, when his search becomes tangled up with an ancient force that will tear apart the Kingdom of Shai, where do his loyalties lie? Together with his family of noble criminals, they will show the world a greatness that has been held back for a thousand years. This is the first of three books that follow the journey through the dark and twisted threads of fate that every forsaken child of Ruhan Yanme must face. This trilogy is fully written, with each book undergoing final edits-updates will be regular, and the story will reach its conclusion.

Everyone is born with one soul mark. Aelira Nox was born with four. Feared for her extraordinary abilities and coveted by kingdoms that see her as a weapon rather than a woman, Aelira has spent her life trapped behind palace walls, paraded before rulers eager to claim her power. As her soulmate bonds begin awakening, four dangerous men are drawn into her orbit: a hardened warrior, a powerful ruler, a brilliant manipulator of space, and a wild shapeshifter who bows to no one. But while fate may have chosen her mates, the world has other plans. Kings will wage wars to possess her. Ancient secrets buried beneath forgotten cities are beginning to stir. And the closer Aelira comes to completing her bonds, the more powerful she becomes. With empires closing in and enemies hiding in plain sight, Aelira must decide who she is willing to trust. Because once all four bonds are complete, she won't just change her own fate. She could change the world.

In a world where kingdoms have forgotten the horrors buried beyond the frozen north, an ancient barrier known as The Veil stands as the last defense against a darkness waiting to return. Beneath its endless shadow, the warriors of House Montelune guard the edge of civilization, surviving storms, isolation, and the secrets hidden within the ice. Among them is Joren Vale, a bastard raised within the walls of the north yet never truly accepted as one of its own. Hardened by years of silence and survival, Joren's life changes when the royal House Castellor arrives at The Veil, bringing with them political tension, buried truths, and the first signs that the ancient enemy beyond the wall may no longer be sleeping. As kingdoms battle for power, alliances begin to fracture, and forgotten legends awaken beneath the snow, Joren finds himself caught between loyalty, destiny, and a war that could destroy Valedria itself. Beyond The Veil, something is watching. And this time, it is no longer waiting.

The world is full of lands that people call "homeland"-places etched into their hearts. For one, homeland is the towering peaks; for another, the endless plains, the roaring waves of the sea, or the bustle of a big city's streets. But I know someone whose homeland isn't the lines drawn on maps. It doesn't matter which corner of the world you're in, what language you speak, or what color your skin is; homeland is wherever justice flows. Wherever the scales of justice are balanced, that place is home. The pursuit of justice is the most precious gift breathed into the human spirit. This is the story of a boy whose name became intertwined with justice and pain.

Ten years after the fall of Ravaryn, the world is dying. Black fire falls from the heavens, kingdoms crumble, and reality itself begins to break. When Kael discovers he is the last heir of a forgotten bloodline, he must gather allies, awaken ancient powers, and confront the darkness threatening to consume all existence.

After a daring rescue by a mysterious girl, Crinix and Takahishi escape the confines of a mental asylum. Their world is turned upside down when they discover that terrifying creatures known as Grims, monstrous beings that feed on humans secretly inhabit the human realm. Forced to flee to the Shadow Realm, a dimension hidden from human eyes, Crinix and Takahishi are forced into becoming Grim Hunters. With their freedom hanging in the balance, they embark on perilous missions to battle an array of unholy creatures. Joined by seasoned Grim Hunters Shina and Shinro, they must fight to stay alive.

The Republic of Ysabella Archipelago - a land once brimming with wealth, tradition, and proud civilizations - has long fallen into decay. Empire after empire came ashore upon its islands, stripping its people of their identity and bleeding the nation dry until only fragments of its former glory remained. Now independent yet deeply wounded, Ysabella struggles beneath corruption, inequality, and leaders who continue the very systems left behind by its former conquerors. Progress became a promise endlessly repeated, while the common people endured the same suffering under different banners. On the furthest western island of the republic lies the quiet farming town of Nayon, where Alon lives a simple life helping his father tend their fields. It was supposed to be another ordinary day. But when a devastating storm destroys their harvest only weeks before the season of drought, Alon is forced into a journey far beyond the borders of his small town - a journey that will uncover buried truths about his homeland, forgotten myths of the sea and the sky, and the ancient roots of the Ysabellan people themselves. Along the way, he will find friendship, loss, and a love forbidden by the scars of history - a growing bond with Prince Ruadan Ashborne, heir to the powerful nation whose ancestors once subjugated his fellowmen. As old powers awaken beneath the waves and foreign empires once more cast their shadows upon the islands, Alon must decide what it truly means to love one's country. Is patriotism blind loyalty to the past... or the courage to confront the truth and rebuild what was broken? For when Nephtyr calls, who are its sons to refuse? Is it not a sin to remain blind when your very eyes see reality?