It's been six months, six months since her brother disappeared, never to be seen again. Seventeen-year old, Emery Kane still lives in the shadows of that tragic night, still hidden away from the truth of her small innocent town.

Until one night, when she is sent a cryptic message stating that her brother going missing was never an accident. So Emery dives into a new world of lies, betrayal, dangerous alliances, and the war between love and reasoning.

Now haunted by guilt, she has to learn to swim through the misty waters of her past, run from the ghosts within her mind. And to decide how far she's willing to go, and how far she's willing to become. In the aftermath of a burning secret that won't only change her, but everything she was once taught to believe.

A new adventure begins! Alissia and the Supreme Primordials depart from Earth, guided by a mysterious escort, while those left behind face their own challenges. Embark on an exhilarating journey with the Primordials as their universe unfolds in an epic new saga!

HELLO! Welcome to the Star Oath saga, where I names the arc to make my life easier and not say mouthful words when I say it.

Hi!!!I am back!!!!!!! When I tag this story, I forgot to say this is my own original story. So here I am lol. I am that one wrote the series and now I am back with a new account,for those new readers,well,this is my account.I am writing a chaotic cat world that is trauma stacked and things. And I warn you. Trauma stacked. I say it I serve it. And let’s say this. The whole saga is planned at 12, so might suck. This is the whole season of this series. And this is the summary of the series

Crystal Eve Evergreen never knew she,with her sister,Star Elizabeth Evergreen,will one day be the cats destined by prophecy to save the now struggling world with her other partners.The way is not easy and the dark forces are stronger than ever now.When they step into the world,they only realised how messy it is now.(Did I accidentally put this as R?idk. I want to say it as PG13,sry. I wreck emotional damage instead of gore and horror) And in this series each part is 3 books,so you are not confused and if u want peace, then I suggest U not get attached to any cat in the story.(and plssssss forgive if there are name changes,there are still some names in working as I ran out but most are confirmed) btw I am 14. I said for y not

In an empire where gods toy with destinies and magic feeds on your spirit, Igfrid Severe D'Tyr, the exiled prince of Lothien, bears a legacy of betrayal and pain. His only beacon in the darkness was Canaria Von Lancet, the noblewoman with aquamarine eyes who believed in him even when the world called him mad. But when Silvine Irohim, a power-hungry schemer, tears Canaria from his arms, Igfrid unleashes a fury that reduces the empire to ashes.

Now the Necromancer Emperor of a realm turned to ash, he strikes bargains with forgotten gods for one purpose: to resurrect his lost love, even if it means damning the world that killed her. But time is a cruel enemy. Returning to his past, Igfrid discovers that altering fate demands an even darker price: walking further down the path of the villain.

Amidst battles waged with magical cannons, blasphemous rites, and undead armies, this is a tale of love that burns hotter than hatred, of vengeances that devour souls, and of one question echoing on every page:

How far would you go for the one you love... and what would be left of you in the end?

Life is collectively referred to as a dark fantasy, although many of us attempt incorporating ideas in our head, searching for ways to escape reality. I for one believe anything that can befriend you, can kill.

Every creature has a dark side but mine doesn't have my best interests at heart, I mumble short prayers, locking all the doors and windows shut.

Every step I took upstairs, made the wooden stairs creek, I keep having this feeling am been followed but every time I look back, am left with goosebumps and my head increasing in size.

I swallowed an imaginary saliva down my throat and continue walking up slowly otherwise I will freak out and run upstairs, that will mess up my night.

If you know anything about darkness, you'll know it leaves no room for the weakest heart. This foreign presence happens whenever am home alone, I made a research on the life beyond and discovered that the level of one's fear determines how far we're willing to let the darkness in.

I gently crawl under the duvet and sleep on my right side facing the door, my heartbeat was accelerating, you could hear every beat of it. 2,3,4 minutes later, the gruesome feeling was gone and I accidentally took a nap that lasted for two minutes until my ears picked a creaking footstep 👣 approaching in the direction of my room, dragging a metal object on the wall,  I froze on the bed.

I searched for my phone under the duvet and my eyes found it far on the table which was close to the door, this wasn't a normal circumstance so,  my mind is blank.

"Do you wanna play", the voice said, sounding distant but very  near. That was when I remembered all the short phrases used in horror movies, I stupidly find myself screaming them one by one.

Is anyone out there?

"Who the hell are you?"

Show yourself coward.

"What do you want from me?"

The noise died down and just when I thought it's over, the door to my room was kicked open with full force.

Last Day of Millbrook - A Fantasy Horror Short Story

[CONTENT WARNING: Graphic violence, horror elements, and scenes of family tragedy]

When Millbrook's walls are breached before dawn, baker's assistant Ren finds himself thrust into a nightmare. Monstrous creatures with exposed flesh and inhuman speed tear through the town, turning the morning into a desperate fight for survival.

Saved by Willem, a stoic farmer wielding a blood-soaked axe with terrifying precision, Ren is pulled into a harrowing journey through burning streets and fields of slaughter. But Willem's grim determination hides a devastating truth—one that will force Ren to make an impossible choice in the ruins of everything he once knew.

"Last Day of Millbrook" is a visceral tale of sacrifice, primal fear, and the lengths one man will go to ensure a message reaches those who can fight back. In a world where ancient horrors emerge from the shadows, sometimes survival comes at the highest cost.

*"The axe fell, as did a tear from Ren's eyes."*

In a realm fractured by ancient rivalries and veiled in shadows, Luxana is both the key to salvation and the harbinger of ruin.

Born into a family that loathes her existence, Luxana is branded as an illegitimate stain upon their legacy. Her journey begins with whispers of betrayal and illusions so vivid they blur the line between reality and deception. In the enigmatic land of Omeen, she confronts a mother who spits venomous hatred—only to uncover that this figure may not be her mother at all. Truths twist into lies, and the past becomes a labyrinth she cannot escape.

The empire of Kior lies in ruins, its ashes igniting a bitter war between two sorceresses—Roxana, an Azone wielding forbidden magic, and Rudbeckia, an Alizah consumed by vengeance. Their fractured friendship splinters further as they vie to resurrect what was lost. Meanwhile, Luxana’s father, a victim of black magic’s cruel grip, drifts between fleeting memories and cold indifference, leaving her stranded in a world that offers no solace.

Luxana herself is no innocent. Blood stains her hands, secrets coil around her like serpents, and her history is a void filled with unanswered questions. As she stumbles through alliances with the enigmatic Cillian and the steadfast trio of Myla, Mylo, and Veles, she must navigate a web of treachery where every thread threatens to snap.

Beneath the looming obsidian eclipse, Luxana must unravel the mysteries of her lineage and confront the dark forces shaping her destiny. But in a world where nothing is as it seems, can she rise above the shadows—or will she be devoured by them?

"The Veil of Obsidian Eclipse" is a haunting tale of fractured loyalties, forbidden power, and the relentless pursuit of truth—a story where every revelation deepens the mystery and every choice carries the weight of an empire’s shattered legacy.

Tarinelve is a dark, character-driven fantasy set in a fractured peninsula dominated by three warring human kingdoms. The story follows Roderich, a boy of mysterious heritage, as he is torn from his humble origins and thrust into a world of politics, magic, and beasts.

The battle begins! Viraa informs Alissia and the others of a unique method that may help even the odds against Avarice and his group. Meanwhile, Avarice and his group finally begin the final phase of their agenda. Can Alissia and her friends prevail against such a powerful force or will they fall, unable to prevent the disaster to come? Either way, the epic conclusion to the Earthly Ties Saga is promised to change the world forever.

When life is hell, heaven's just around the corner. Chlyce Esastella is just an average everyday girl cursed with a below average life--OR IS SHE? When mysterious but enchanting Joshery Cristo shows up giving her wierd warnings and dire proclamations, a mystery is unfolded right at Wayvale High. Soon Chlyce finds that there's more to life then she ever imagined, and that she might not be so average after all.

The saga begins now, but fare warning to all passengers--this ride's guaranteed to give you dark dreams and a broken heart.

Prologue

A woman shatters the silence in the night with a bloodcurdling scream that awakens Tre. At first, he shutters and pulls the covers over his head, praying that whatever he heard was a figment of his imagination. After a few moments of heavy breathing, he hears the sound of the woman again, shrieking as if she’s been torn apart piece by piece. Tre begins to breathe faster and harder as each second passes. Underneath his legs, he feels the wet sheets soak in urine; the putrid smell enters his nostrils. He waits, terrified, whimpering like a prey cornered by its predator. The woman lets out one more screech, but this time cut off, followed by a thud and an eerie silence.

Tre stayed hidden for a time, listening and hearing nothing. He doesn’t hear any movement, no creaks from the weight of an intruder on the floorboards, no more screaming or even the slightest hint of life on the other side of the door, absolutely nothing. He waits a little longer and then begins to lower the covers from over his head. All of a sudden, blue and red lights start flashing, getting brighter and brighter as each second passes. He takes the covers off and swings his legs over the side of the bed, trying to quietly place his right foot and then his left on the wooden floor. Tre begins to put all his weight on the wooden floor, and it starts to creak as he takes each step toward his bedroom door.

Once he reaches the door, he leans in; his ear rests on the wooden surface and listens for anything, indicating life on the other side. Tre hears nothing, so he opens the door and pokes his head out before entering the hallway. He finds a bloody handprint to the right of his door that is smeared and leads around the corner to his parent’s bedroom. Before going around the corner, he waits a few moments before passing the hallway to the kitchen. He looks on both sides of the wall and sees a trail of blood leading into their bedroom.

As Tre passes the kitchen, he can see a police cruiser and its lights flashing in his driveway. He wants to run out and get the police officer but instead decides against it. The boy makes his way into the vicinity outside of his parent’s bedroom and sees the door slightly ajar with blood smeared on the door handle. His instinct is to call for his parents, “Mom… Dad…” Neither of them answered. “Mom… Dad… Are you okay?” The gut feeling Tre had was gravitating toward the worst possible explanation imaginable. After not receiving a response again, he begins to cry as he steps closer and closer to their room. “Please, answer me.” He goes to push the door open and jumps as he hears the sound of hard knocking at his front door. “This is Officer James. We received a 911 call from this address. Is there anyone home?” Tre doesn’t answer, and he can’t answer. He’s stricken with fear.

The officer knocks again, “If you don’t answer, I’ll be forced to enter the premises. Is there anyone…” Tre’s attention gets pulled away as he hears a snarling behind him. He becomes paralyzed, refusing to turn around and confront what lies behind him. Gradually, he begins to turn his head and sees a beast staring at him with bright yellow, a goldish iris surrounding its pupils. He continues to scan the creature from head to toe and notices blood dripping from its mouth, “Hello, Tre.” The beast smiles and reveals its teeth, soaked in blood. “We warned your parents, and they refused to give you up. They ignored our demands and showed no fear when threatened.” The beast's hands clenched, its claws digging into his palms. “My masters will not be ignored if they ask for anything; there should be no hesitation or resistance in getting what they want.” Tre stood there, unable to move, unable to speak, as he watched the beast’s blood dripping from his palms.

“Since I’ve removed your parents from the equation, I suggest you come with me.” The two stared at each other, allowing the silence to fill the ever-shrinking hallway. His fear turned into defiance. His parents had risked and lost their lives, refusing to give him up. Even though he was just a teenager, Tre knew he had a choice, and he would rather die than be taken away, giving this beast and its masters the satisfaction of getting what they wanted. The beast grinned, tilting its head sideways. “I ask you not to be foolish and believe you have a choice. Make this easy on both of us; no one wants more blood to be spilled.”

Suddenly, the front door was kicked in, and he saw a flash of light. “Holy fucking shit! What is that?!” Bullets started flying towards Tre and the beast; multiple bullets ripped through it while a stray hit Tre in his left arm. “This is Officer James!! I need backup at—”. In the blink of an eye, the beast dashed forward and slit the Officer’s throat from ear to ear. The Officer's eyes grew wide with shock, and fear spread across his face. He reached his neck with both hands and fell to his knees. He tried to speak, but only gurgling from the blood filling his throat was audible. The beast walked up to him and placed its hand around his, pulling his hair back and exposing the neck as blood poured faster and faster from his wound. The last thing Tre saw was the Officer moving his lips, mouthing the words “Run.” The beast then pulled upwards, removing the Officer’s head from its body, and with a loud thud, the Officer hit the floor, and Tre sprinted for the back door.

The Siren’s Curseis a haunting tale of fate, vengeance, and the call of the deep. Elias Graves, a seasoned captain who once escaped the grasp of the sirens, has spent years running from the sea’s relentless pull. But the ocean never forgets—and neither does the siren he left behind. When the waves finally catch him, Elias is forced to face the truth: no man can outrun the call of the deep forever. As the tide claims him, he must decide whether to fight his fate or surrender to the song that has always been his destiny.

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