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.

rr

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?