sorrows

He sacrificed everything and everyone to save her. Now she’s the monster he must kill. Zeek is a man running out of reasons to keep going. A wandering rogue turned pariah, he has spent years feeding the Heart of Sorrows—a living labyrinth built on ancient genocide, whose walls shift, whose dead rise, and whose hunger never ceases. He keeps returning for one reason: Lilliana. His wife. A woman of near-angelic descent who sacrificed herself for his survival and became the labyrinth’s unwilling queen in the process. Every expedition ends in failure. The blood of companions, hired blades, and friends alike stains his hands. Desperate and running out of time, Zeek assembles one final company: Verris, a brutal mercenary duty-bound to the men he lost inside those same walls; Kerris, a scarred archer who survived the labyrinth once and carries the grief of those who didn’t; Amon, a fire mage from Kemet who carries a reincarnated soul older than the corruption itself; and Heka, a Shu-Ra queen—a being the gods tried to erase from existence—who drifts in smoke beside the man she loves across lifetimes. Together, they descend into a nightmare that remembers them, adapts to them, and weaponizes everything they’ve ever lost. At its heart, The Labyrinth of Endless Grief is a story about love as an act of destruction. It encompasses the specific grief of watching someone you love become unrecognizable—not dead, but gone—and the terrible choices made in the space between who they were and what they’ve become. Zeek doesn’t just fight monsters. He fights his own hubris, his guilt, and the dawning realization that saving Lilliana may require destroying the last version of her that remains. The labyrinth doesn’t invent horrors. It finds the ones we never imagined carrying and leaves them with us.. This is a grimdark tragic romance inspired by Dragon Age: The Calling, the atmosphere of FromSoftware’s Souls series. Book One of the Heart of Sorrows trilogy.

Rei Daji grew up in a small countryside town, isolated in a broken home where neither parent truly cared for him. Diagnosed with borderline personality disorder, he constantly struggles with his emotions, clinging to the few fleeting connections he has. At school, he wears a mask, pretending to be someone he's not just to blend in. But Rei has a strange and terrifying gift—by touching someone, he can devour their suffering. The pain, trauma, and despair of others become his own, filling the void inside him. The more suffering he takes, the more distorted his mind becomes. One day, he meets someone whose pain is so overwhelming that devouring it nearly breaks him. As he spirals deeper into a world of unseen agony, Rei must decide—will he keep taking in the suffering of others, or will he finally face his own?

There are two divided lands; those who use dark magic, and those who use light magic. No one has ever heard of anyone even talking to someone of the opposite side. There’s an ongoing fight between the two sides, over pretty much nothing. 17 Year old Daku Miseron is the prince of dark magic. Though most people long to be like him, he has no interest in the royal life. His life is nothing but boring; sorrows keep him busy on the average day. Everyone thinks that his life must be so perfect, but his life takes a turn for the worst when he finds out that at age 18 , he must be in an arranged marriage. Blissful Whit Nadin is a 17 year old that lives on the side of light magic. He’s always wondering about the royal life, but he’s satisfied with being your typical commoner. He never really understood why the two sides fight. He always wants to know what the other side is like more than anything. When Whit decides to finally see what the other side is like , he has a seemingly strange encounter with the dark prince…

Vince's life is forever changed when he is abducted without explanation and taken to Tender Sorrows, a secretive organization hidden from society. As he delves deeper into Tender Sorrows, the truth becomes increasingly disturbing. Surrounded by recruits who have been there for years, Vince quickly learns that questions are discouraged and that trusting others can be dangerous. forcing him to adapt to the strict trials and mysterious evaluations, along the journey he meets companions, persons who believes escape is possible. Although they provides answers, they might be hiding secrets of there own. With each trial pushing him to his limits, Vince must decide whom to trust before he becomes just another part of the system. Inside Tender Sorrows, survival isn't the end goal—it's only the beginning.

Just a book of silly(mostly depressing) scribbles. It'll be gore and dark, read at your own risk:33

When seventeen-year-old William throws himself in front of a speeding car to save his younger brother, he expects pain—maybe even death. What he doesn't expect is to awaken in another body, another world, and another life entirely. Gone are the suburbs of Mayfair and the loving chaos of his family. In their place stands Aethelgard—a brutal, majestic kingdom ruled by a cold king and steeped in ancient power. But William is no longer himself. He now inhabits the body of Raenion, the youngest prince of Aethelgard, cursed by birth and reviled by his own blood. As Raenion, Alexander quickly discovers that royalty offers no refuge. His new brothers—Theron, Gareth, and another cruelly named Alexander—see him as a stain on their legacy, a weakling to torment, a reminder of a mother lost. His father, King Charles, rules with iron pride and icy detachment, and Raenion’s every breath seems to offend him. But there is one light in the darkness: Seraphina, Raenion’s elder sister. Kind, brave, and quietly defiant, she alone offers Alexander a reason to stay grounded—even as the lines between his true self and Raenion begin to blur. When Seraphina is forced into a politically motivated marriage with a tyrant king, Alexander makes a decision that will change both their lives forever: they will flee. Their escape leads them into the treacherous wilds of the borderlands, where legend and danger intertwine. But just as freedom seems within reach, a tragic misunderstanding shatters their hopes. Mistaken for the cruel Crown Prince Theron himself, Alexander finds himself in the hands of Aethelgard’s greatest rival—the Elves of Veridian—who believe they’ve captured the heir to their enemy’s throne. Now hunted by both his own kingdom and feared by those who mistake him for a threat, William must untangle the legacy of Raenion, uncover the secrets of his rebirth, and forge a new identity in a world that would see him broken. Trigger Warning: This content describes physical abuse and sexual assault. We advise readers to prioritize their well-being and respect their boundaries while engaging with this sensitive subject matter. If you are a survivor of sexual assault and require support, please contact your country’s National Sexual Assault Hotline for confidential and 24/7 assistance.

I died on the day I was supposed to be officially appointed as the family's Consigliere. While I bled out, my father, my mother, my brother Andrews, and my fiancé Bryce were celebrating my sister Windsor's homecoming. As they raised their glasses in a toast, I was locked in the icy wine cellar, my blood-stained fingers struggling to dial my fiancé Bryce's backup phone. The only one who answered was Bryce. "Mia, stop playing games," he’d said, his voice sharp with annoyance. "Windsor's party is important. This isn't the time for your drama." The ninety-ninth time they had disappointed me. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood as my breathing stuttered to a halt. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they just taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back on my own. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. Already dead.

Author’s Note This book did not begin with a grand plan for publication or a desire to reach a vast audience. Instead, it grew from a personal need to build a world where the air is thick with the scent of cold iron, where engines rumble in the depths of forgotten canyons, and where flawed individuals struggle to survive against impossible odds. I wrote this story, first and foremost, for myself. While the setting is one of rust and airships, the heartbeat of the narrative is deeply personal. I have drawn from the well of my own experiences to breathe life into these characters and the trials they face. Their struggles with shame, their desperate need for autonomy, and the rough-edged humor they use as a shield are all echoes of my own journey. Every scar described in these pages, whether physical or unseen, carries a piece of my own history. Writing this has been a way for me to explore the resilience of the human spirit—the way we find hope gleaming like an oil slick in the dark, and the way we learn to stand our ground even when the world feels like it's grinding us down. Now that I am opening the gates of this world to you, my only hope is that you find something in it that resonates. I hope you feel the vibration of the engines beneath your feet and find something familiar and human within these pages. Welcome to the wreckage. Mind the sharp edges.

Atlas finds himself lost in life, without a place to call home, that until Mr. Zephyr— a wealthy man that irradiates with a certain warmth , a warmth such as the love of a parent , yet there's a mysterious side to this man. As Atlas gets accustomed to this new lifestyle he will uncover the secrets and hidden rules of Mr. Zephyr's life. Will, Atlas be pulled into this world of mystery ?

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"