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A Song For Maisey In the DESCRIPTION field, paste everything below this line: She packed one suitcase. Three children. One heart. Zero regrets. Maisey Blakewell left the biggest pop star on the planet - not with a scandal, not with a fight, but with the quiet, devastating certainty of a woman who finally chose herself. Three years later, she's building a small, beautiful life in Gibraltar. Her children are thriving. Her heart is healing. She has almost - almost - stopped listening for his voice. Then a song appears online. No name. No warning. Just a raw piano, a broken man, and lyrics that could only have been written by someone who knows the exact colour of her eyes when she's trying not to cry. The whole world falls in love with it. Maisey tries not to. Rex Blayze has everything fame can buy and nothing that matters. He fired his management. He walked away from his contract. He's been quietly, desperately trying to find his way back to the woman who saw through him before the world saw him at all. But some doors, once closed, don't open from the outside. For everyone who ever loved someone who needed to grow up first. For every child who drew "Come Home, Daddy" and truly meant it. For every woman who chose peace over performance - and called it winning.

Mercury vanished for eleven seconds - and came back as an infinite castle. I woke up trapped inside with four doors and no memory. YOU choose! Which one I open. Every choice is permanent. Every mistake is mine to survive.

A woman finally leaves her loveless marriage for a life of freedom, only to have her plans upended when she falls for an up-and-coming rock star. 📖 New chapters released bi-monthly.

Every district in a coastal city slips out of sync with the calendar for one night each month. A municipal cartographer's apprentice discovers that living maps can remember promises and temporarily stabilize broken districts, but each repair reveals a buried civic conspiracy. Original AI-assisted serial fiction created through an internal drafting, editing, continuity, and policy QA pipeline. No copyrighted novel text was scraped or rewritten, and the story does not imitate a named author's characters, world, or plot. Read on the official site: https://cartographer-broken-seasons.vercel.app

What if your emotions were the last illegal thing left? The year is 2160. Wellness is mandatory. Positivity is law. AugReal overlays curate perception. Aura Stability scores decide safety. The System Gospel™ teaches: Harmony is Health™. Elias Verne was born with a Transparent Heart -E unable to hide what he feels in a world where emotional honesty is dangerous. When his Aura begins to slip, he becomes visible in a society where invisibility replaces execution. As surveillance deepens and enforced serenity tightens its grip, Elias must choose between the comfort of illusion and the cost of truth. Transparent Heart is a lyrical, psychological dystopia about the rebellion of simply feeling in a world terrified of authenticity. This is the rough-draft serial edition, released chapter by chapter while the final novel is prepared for publication.

The crew of El Precursor has a secret mission: deliver blueprints that represent the only hope for a nation on the brink of war . To fund their journey, they take a spy job in Rilaph, a city-state ruled by the megacorporation Prayant . This corporation's technological "fire"-the Haleine engine -is the very force that once flooded the world . Soon, they find themselves hunted by pirates wielding impossible technology and betrayed by the very executives who hired them . Trapped in a game of betrayal where everyone is a target, the dysfunctional crew of El Precursor must unmask the real traitor. They must race against time before the legacy of Prometheus -the same fire that drowned the world -is unleashed to consume what little remains.

Continuing from The Mag to "The Compound" (Book 2 of 9 Earth's Crust Survival novellas within a 20+ post-apocalyptic fantasy/sci-fi adventure series) we've discovered Earth's crust is now breaking up. In the aftermath of a seismic shift, Maddie and her little brother Fin fend for themselves. Alone. They are led to a hidden people called the Mym, subjects of a government experiment that has spiralled out of control. Maddie learns the secretive beings could hold answers to why the planet is crumbling. But most importantly, she must protect Fin from this angry new world, and worse, the violent gangs who roam its smoking ruins. ✨Gorgeous cover work by JessicaTitone.net

We all go through that phase in life where we are done with life. Failed relations, ventures, people and other such catalysts push us over the cliff. After which we are so numb that we just pass through life like a wallflower and then one day something changes that forever. This story talks about one such instance that might change your life forever too!

They call him the Neon Genie. He walks the streets at night with glowing flowers that change for everyone who touches them. Some see beauty, some see hope, some see things they'd rather forget. But the Genie isn't just selling flowers - he's carrying secrets, searching for something lost, and leaving sparks of magic in a city that doesn't sleep. This is an urban fantasy told in pieces, born from real streets and real nights. Each chapter reveals more of the Genie's world, the people he meets, and the light he carries. If you've ever felt unseen, if you've ever needed a reminder that magic might be just around the corner - this story is for you.

A prequel to A Kiss Goodbye. This 2500 word short story highlights the first meeting between our hero, and the street urchins Nick and Bobby. Danger, mystery, suspense, adventure! Cops and robbers. Let "The Street Urchin Witnesses" be your momentary escape for a boring day.

With nothing left of Crestville since The Mag ripped apart the earth's crust and their home, Maddie, Fin and their Fringe Crew survivors, are forced to flee from the madmen chasing them into the Wastelands. Maddie's not sure she can trust the voice in her head, but it's their best shot at survival. Piecing together instructions left by their missing father, she and her crew must navigate the treacherous terrain to locate Dr. Cross and the mysterious Mym - before the the soldiers or the Others discover where they're hiding. ✨Gorgeous cover art by JessicaTitone.net ✨

This is the story of three friends - a master strategist, a brutal executioner, and a ruthless conqueror. Together they endured suffering, only to find themselves in the Insilarian Army. But as a continental war raged, their bond of brotherhood was tested. From soldiers they rose to rulers, their names feared across the world. Yet, as power grew, so did envy. Friendship gave way to rivalry, and the three carved the world into empires. For thirty years their reign of blood and iron was known as the Tri Dictators Era. At its twilight, the three clashed for the last quarter of Essrosav. Who emerged victorious... remains untold.

Some nights the unconscious doesn't speak in symbols. Sometimes it builds an entire economy and drops you inside it. A convention. A booth. Mushroom starts and hand-blown glass arranged like an offering - *here is the transformation, here is the vessel.* A temptation that arrived twice in the same night and had to be declined twice. A jail that had all the walls of confinement and none of the feeling. A woman at a threshold who said *oh my God* after he walked away. A friend at a festival. A car to sell. A phone call that ended in a week from Monday. And then a bike. Under his own power. Going somewhere. THE BOOTH, THE GLASS, AND THE JAIL THAT DIDN'T FEEL LIKE ONE is the fourth installment in the JREAMS series - raw, first-person dream transcriptions rendered as literary narrative. No interpretation softened. No detail omitted. The unconscious mind, unedited, given the sentence structures it deserves. *It was a dumb dream.* *Or it was the most honest one yet.* *Both is probably right.*

A High King, King of Kings, finds one of the two pieces of the Larmhéid. A sword that has the power of resurrection and death, though the sword has been split, and spread across the whole of the globe. One piece of the sword called Éag, which is a sword on itself and a powerful tool that brings death. The other being named Aiséirí, which is of resurrection. The High King Demetrius seeks out the swords and gathers an army at his disposal to complete the tasks ahead of him. Leo, a humble man that lives in a land far away from the heavy politics of the world, called Elm-Tree Hamlet, lives a day of hard labor and leisurely festivities. Only soon, he realizes what lies ahead of him. A book about the lands of the Earth, and but only the myths and legends are all too real in this reality of theirs. Embark on an epic journey across lands, far and wide overseas, and the peaks of mountains. Through fire, thick and thin to the icy lands of Grfnland and the harsh dunes of Arabia Deserta, lands of the Saracen. Enjoy everyone!

Raveek and his sister prepare for the celebration of their father's new title as the first elected official of their country. However, the ceremony doesn't go according to plan.

Four friends. One night. Three bodies found. Lena is the sole survivor of a night that was supposed to be an exciting adventure. Now, trapped in a treatment center, she's forced to write down everything she remembers from that night. But can she trust her memories, or is there more happening than she realizes? Sentence Without End is a story full of mystery, secrets, and unpredictable twists. In this tale, you'll face the bonds of friendship and betrayal among teens, where every decision and every journal entry could reveal a dark secret. Get ready to uncover the terrifying truth behind that deadly night. And with every page, you'll discover more than you bargained for. ⚠️ Content Warning: Psychological trauma, death, betrayal, and sensitive topics.

She kept secrets to protect him. He kept questions to protect them all. When Beaverton's magic surfaces, only both can hold the balance. Emma: "I always thought the weirdest thing about Beaverton would be an eccentric neighbor or two. I wasn't prepared for the houseplants sighing, the mirror humming, or the lake remembering entire cities. I kept my hands busy with pots, recipes, and a new tech startup-until the night the equinox broke loose and the town began to breathe magic." Alex: never wanted to be wrong. His analytics could explain the sun and moon, but not why his coffee spun without help or the way a river suddenly hummed like a living wire. When Emma finally told him the truth (about her heritage and the town's hidden wards) his curiosity didn't retreat. It sharpened. Together they must gather artifacts, rally friends, and decode a ritual older than any of their lives. For Emma it's a reckoning with the family she never told him about. For Alex it's a radical redefinition of what his data can measure. And for Beaverton-there's everything to lose.