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The Mortheal

Samael Ashbourne has spent his life in isolation, deep in the mountains alongside his grandfather—a former warrior who turned his back on the world after a tragedy no one dares to speak of. Even far from civilization, Samael's raw talent could not be hidden. Born with an immense reserve of spiritual energy and an extraordinary gift for magic, he was, by any measure, a prodigy. But talent means nothing when the world decides to break you. Everything changed the day a powerful enemy emerged from the shadows. Samael survived—barely—thanks to his grandfather's intervention. But the cost was absolute. His spiritual energy core was destroyed, severed forever from the source of all magic. In a world where power defines a person's worth, losing spiritual energy is not just a defeat. It is an annihilation. Overnight, Samael went from being a boy destined for greatness to a ghost—useless, powerless, forgotten. But his story did not end there. Forced to rebuild himself from nothing, Samael turned to the only thing still within his reach: his own body. Through relentless training, through pain and silence, he carved a new kind of strength—one born not of magic, but of will. Yet strength alone is never enough. Hunted by those who wish to erase every trace of his existence—and every hope of his happiness—Samael embarks on a dangerous journey across the world alongside his grandfather. Together, they walk through lands of both breathtaking beauty and unspeakable cruelty, facing beasts, memories, and the ghosts of the past. Because when the ashes fall, not everyone dies. Some are reborn.
Tyredauthor · 13.9k Views

KEBARUKE HUNTER: Legacy of the First Era.

In a world where the night is not a sanctuary, but a slaughterhouse, the Moon is a god of execution. While the common people hide behind the "Silver Seals," a ancient race of monsters known as Kebaruke—born from a forbidden alchemical accident—stalk the shadows. But they have one fatal weakness: the very moonlight that guides them also burns them into white ash. Oolka was a simple girl until the night the Upper Sun Kebaruke decimated her village, leaving only her and her brother, Kgreko, alive. But Kgreko has changed. His hair has split into shades of purple and black, and a hunger grows within him that only blood can satisfy. To save his soul, Oolka must allow a cold-hearted Master to bind her brother’s jaw with a Steel Prayer Seal and teach her the forgotten Arts of the blade. Carrying the mysterious Triangle Mark of the legendary first slayer, Yortaka, Oolka joins the Hankure—an elite group of warriors hunting the King of Kebaruke, Izan. Alongside a wild boy raised by foxes and a girl obsessed with the speed of Heaven, Oolka must navigate a path of fire and frost. But as Izan grows desperate—slowly turning human due to a traitor’s injections—he unleashes his ultimate weapon: Ailiska, the 8-eyed King of the First Era, and Oolka's own blood-ancestor. In a world where the moon is a weapon and history is a lie, Oolka must master the First Art before the rotating castle of the enemy crushes the last of the human spirit.
Jawaid_Khan_0103 · 7.8k Views

WHERE TEMPTATION BITES

Ravencrest High looks like a prestigious boarding school, but the truth is far from that. Hidden from humans, it is a training ground for young vampires to master self-control. Humans are enrolled alongside them, because they think it’s just an elite academic program. In reality, their presence keeps the vampires in check, providing occasional feeding opportunities under strict supervision. With the humans completely unaware. Lyra Hale is a new transfer student, hoping for nothing more than a fresh start. She expected a normal school environment. Instead, she finds herself surrounded by students who are weird and secretive. Kieran Black is everything Ravencrest warns against. A high-ranking vampire from one of the oldest bloodlines, he doesn’t believe in the rules meant to keep vampires in line. He sees the humans not as protected guests, but as tempting puzzles, and he can’t resist the effect Lyra has on him from the first moment he notices her. Lyra doesn’t know the truth about the school, the vampires, or Kieran. While she tries to survive in the school, Kieran is drawn to her in ways he can’t fully control. With the school having so much unbendable rules, even the authority can’t be trusted. And the most dangerous person on campus might also be the only one willing to protect her. At Ravencrest, temptation is constant, and love may be the most dangerous mistake of all. `•`•`•|`•`•`•|`•`•`•|`•`•`• [Excerpt] Lyra was halfway down the east corridor, Ravencrest always felt different at night. She hugged her books closer to her chest and stopped when she turned a corner, someone stood at the end of the hall. One foot was propped up behind him, hands in his pockets, head slightly tilted. His eyes locked onto hers, dark and intense, like he had been waiting for her. The hallway suddenly felt smaller and tighter. “Kieran.” “You’re really good at pretending I don’t exist.” “Maybe because you keep showing up where you’re not supposed to be.” His eyes dropped to her lips for half a second before going back to her face. She took a step back as he stepped closer and she froze the second his hand closed over her wrist. Then just as her heart threatened to leap out of her chest, his thumb brushed against the delicate skin of her wrist. His touch sent a shock of warmth through her, a feeling she couldn’t quite figure out no matter how hard she tried. She tried to pull back, but before she could, he tugged her closer and suddenly, the space between them disappeared. Every instinct screamed to push him away, to step back, but she couldn’t. He was just too close. “Kieran…” she whispered, voice trembling. The faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, and those enticing grey eyes that she felt drawn in every second she look at him, like gravity itself had shifted. The way he held her wrist and the way his thumb brushed against them, it was everything but safe. "What are you doing?" "I could kiss you." ***** Cover art is not mine. Full credit goes to the original creator.
Lucky_Damsel · 32.5k Views

Before The First Word

Disclaimer: [Slow Burn], [Prose Heavy] Before creation found its shape, before heaven drew its first breath, something walked within the chaos. It was not a god. It had no name, no purpose, and no understanding of existence. Surrounded by primordial horrors in a reality that had not yet learned order, it survived the only way it could -- by fighting. Across ages that passed before time itself, the anomaly carved silence into chaos, leaving behind the quiet from which creation would one day rise. And then… it slept. Buried beneath the foundations of the world, untouched by the birth of stars and the rise of humanity, the being waited in a garden prepared long before history began -- a place built so that when it woke, it would not wake alone. Thousands of years later, archaeologist Amara Adjei-Levi descends into the Negev desert in search of forgotten ruins. What she finds instead is something older than civilization, older than faith, older than the world she understands. When the bedrock fractures beneath her team’s feet, something that has slept since before the first dawn opens its eyes. He does not know language. He does not know emotion. He does not know what it means to be human. But the world will teach him. As ancient forces begin to stir and unseen eyes turn toward the awakening beneath the desert, the being who existed before creation takes his first steps into a world he unknowingly made possible. This is not the story of a conqueror or a savior, but the quiet and dangerous journey of something primordial learning life for the very first time. Because when a being older than heaven begins to understand humanity, the world does not remain the same.
KaI_AlistaiR · 42.9k Views