fiction candle stories

Five hundred years of cycles. Fifty civilizations fallen into silence. After witnessing the end of the world time, I sacrifice everything to send my memories back in time, waking in my 16-years-old body. This rebirth is no salvation. Centuries of memories crushed my mind. My once-peerless talent faded. The Qi I newly awakened—— the mysterious, stable energy that powers this world —— remained weak and chaotic. I live in a civilization that has forgotten how to dream. People no longer look to the stars. No one explores the cosmos, no one dares to unleash their creativity. Dangerous thoughts are erased, and minds are quietly controlled. I sense the truth beneath the calm: this world is not at peace. It is more like a delicate cage. I hunt for the legacies of ancient powerhouses. With my frail Qi, I uncover buried history. Changing the doomed course of the future is my first purpose. Yet I do not yet know: Boundaries exist to maintain us, not imprison us. Silences are survival, not weakness. The path I believe will save the world may be the key to its destruction. In this life, I still strive to save humanity. But the one obsession in my heart is to save my little sister, raised in chains. Holding a candle of memory, I seek my liberation in the dark.

Peter Grayson didn't know what his relationship with Leight is, if any. So, it's become the detectiv Leight's duty to woo his partner, solving cases and evade the killer out to get him.

(Needs major editing!) Follow an Alchemist with an innocent little secret and his Sailor friend who guards that secret with a murder spree. Read how the tensions rise over country lines along with the rising tensions of their romance and sexuality. Question your morality while you're at it too... Explore the world of Viridia where a dust collected temple would strike fear in the heart of a God. Being forgotten by mortals means death to divinity. Thus, allowing every race to alter society through the Gods they continue to worship... or doctrine to forget. This resulted in each god creating crowns to influence forever. But does any soul knows of what happens to a God that is forgotten? so we follow the Frozen Candle. Disclaimer: This novel is a slow burn fiction that contains heavy politics and sensitive themes like profane language, murder, war, cultism, fictional religions, Non-consensual events, PTSD, racism, substance abuse, misogynistic undertones and casual homosexuality. This is the very first Novel I made (back when I was 15 or 16) so please be gentle, the book cover is painted by me and the fictional language was also made by me. This is like Game of Thrones but gayer.

Within the darkest black hole… morality may be nothing more than a luxury.

Can a human survive attacks from many fantasy creatures? This is the question Senani appears to be destined to discover.

Adalyn was born with the mark of a Lyn witch, a synonym with the Old World Magic and its original 50 families in the known world. Shes a teenager in a modern time, with the Lyn eyes, one striking blue and one chocolate brown. She is training to join the coven as her mother and grandmother have before her, but Adalyn is too young yet, and is unaware of the spell cast by a pact between her Great Great Great Grandmother Ellawyn and The Hunter, the God of the Hunt. The Hunter is one of 3 Gods who are paid tribute to on All Hallows Eve in Adalyn's world. The Winter, The Harvest, and The Hunter. When Adalyn finds out a group of silly girls may be trying to practice magic beyond their abilities and may anger the three Godly Brothers... what can she do but go along and try to stop the worst from happening. Will that be her doom or the beginning of something new? Something her Great Great Grandmother Foretold before Adalyn ever took her first breath?

A boy named Alex Gordon goes to a new school, a girl named Finnaire Merril thinks he's smart, very smart (he skipped two grades , making him thirteen in the tenth grade), cute, immature, playful, adventurous, funny, oh, how she could go on.... but there's something's about him that kind of makes her feel uneasy, he's odd... very odd... she's kind of a oddball herself.. but it's different.. she later learns that there's a more sinister side to his odd behavior a.. vengeful side.

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In her previous life, she took the wrong "white lotus" script, causing her to die a miserable death. Heaven has let her live again, so she shouldn't have to suffer the hardships of her past life once more! Feng Moxi sheds her weakness from her previous life. Making a new choice, she must fight! There are monsters! Kill them! There are scumbags! Eliminate them! With her meager strength, she picks up a Heavy Sword and forges a difficult path forward. Unexpectedly, that arrogant and reckless person who caused her no small amount of trouble along the way eventually becomes a comrade-in-arms to whom she can entrust her back, a companion for life. The sky fills with darkness, the Demon People emerge! The Heavenly Dao returns. One day, Feng Moxi is leisurely roasting beast meat by the river. Chaoyang, having just finished fighting a demon beast, sees the crumbs on her lips and immediately leans in. "Want some?" Chaoyang dazedly nodded his head. Suddenly, a piece of burnt beast meat is stuffed into his mouth. Chaoyang pulls Feng Moxi into his embrace, gently brushes the corner of her lips with his hand, and says, "You're mine!" Apocalypse + Cultivation + Doting Boyfriend

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.