ebony maw

Time is not on his side. It's inside him. Nineteen year old Alex Wilder has spent his whole life feeling like he's watching the world through glass — present but untouched, handsome but invisible, alive but completely indifferent. In the crowded hallways of New Lagos High he is nobody. A closed door. A boy too guarded to let the world in and too smart to pretend that doesn't cost him something. Then one rainy evening in the forgotten sub-levels of Chronicle Hall, everything changes. A four hundred year old secret chooses him. A pulse that isn't his own heartbeat takes up residence in his chest. And somewhere at the edge of the universe, something ancient and hungry stirs — a being who was once the greatest guardian of time and is now its most terrifying enemy — and starts moving toward New Lagos. His name is Kronos Maw. He doesn't want to rule time. He wants to unmake it. But Kronos Maw is not the worst thing out there. Before the universe had a name. Before time had a direction. Before the first star burned its first light into the darkness — there was the Chrono Void. A hunger that doesn't roar or rage or announce itself. It simply waits at the edge of everything, patient and absolute, whispering one promise to every crack in reality it finds. Entropy. Silence. Nothingness. For centuries the Temporal Lattice has kept it locked away. But the Lattice is fracturing. And every Rift pulse Kronos Maw unleashes loosens another thread. Every world he destroys opens another crack. He believes he is using the Void as a weapon. He doesn't understand that the Void is using him. Across the multiverse others are stirring. A wind-singer on a floating citadel of crystal spires whose songs travel through cracks in reality. A stone-skinned guardian on a desert world where sand itself is frozen in time. Ancient Weavers watching from a pocket dimension outside of time entirely. Warriors from rift-scarred worlds carrying powers forged from broken timelines. All of them feeling the same fractures. All of them sending the same desperate signal. Hold the line. On Earth Alex's only allies are a sharp-eyed tech genius with fourteen pages of notes, a former bully with a blade forged from broken time, and a four hundred year old guardian who has been waiting specifically for him. Together they are the first defense between New Lagos and oblivion. Between Earth and the unraveling of everything. Two threats. One is coming for him. The other is coming for everything. Some legacies skip generations. Some wait four hundred years. Alex's just arrived. And the question isn't whether he's ready. The question is whether ready even matters anymore. The lattice is fracturing. The tyrant is coming. The Void is whispering. And a boy from New Lagos is all that stands between existence and the hungry silence at the edge of time. The war for time itself begins here. Time is not on his side. It's inside him. Nineteen year old Alex Wilder has spent his whole life feeling like he's watching the world through glass — present but untouched, handsome but invisible, alive but completely indifferent. In the crowded hallways of New Lagos High he is nobody. A closed door. A boy too guarded to let the world in and too smart to pretend that doesn't cost him something. Then one rainy evening in the forgotten sub-levels of Chronicle Hall, everything changes. A four hundred year old secret chooses him. A pulse that isn't his own heartbeat takes up residence in his chest. And somewhere at the edge of the universe, something ancient and hungry stirs — a being who was once the greatest guardian of time and is now its most terrifying enemy — and starts moving toward New Lagos. His name is Kronos Maw. He doesn't want to rule time. He wants to unmake it. But Kronos Maw is not the worst thing out there. Before the universe had a name. Before time had a direction. Before the first star burned its first light into the darkness — there was the Chrono Void. A hunger that doesn't roar or rage

Endless Maw In the forsaken kingdom of Talvia , where cruelty is law and poverty chains the masses, a nameless slave bears only a brand on his back — two words etched in fire: Alpha Omega. With no parents, no past, and no identity beyond that mark, he seizes the name as his own and resolves to carve a fate greater than the dungeon chains that bind his world. This is an age before steel towers and circuits, when mankind seeks power in labyrinths and dungeons. Each descent births more than treasure — it awakens something deeper: classes. Unlike simple skills, these classes are living destinies, shaping every individual into something unique. No two are alike. Some are blessed. Most are cursed. When Alpha steps into his first dungeon, the world answers. Not with mercy — but with Veyra, an ancient, sentient system older than empires. Neither blessing nor curse, Veyra crowns him with a fate both terrible and magnificent: a class bound to shadows themselves. Whispering, evolving, watching. A power that makes him neither master nor slave, but something more dangerous — a being touched by inevitability. But in Talvia, genius is not salvation. The kingdom thrives on despair, grinding brilliance into dust. To rise, Alpha must outwit kings, conquer labyrinths, and bend even shadows to his will. What begins as a struggle for survival may end as something far greater: a war against the very design of fate itself. In a world where every soul is chained to their destiny, Alpha Omega will fight to prove that some chains were made to be broken.

A historian, Ethan, along with two sisters—geologist Chloe and photojournalist Maya—explore a mysterious sinkhole in Mexico's Yucatán Peninsula known as the Cenote Sagrado. They discover a vast subterranean world built by an ancient, intelligent civilization and uncover a terrifying, millennia-spanning secret that threatens the very survival of humankind.(I will be posting this story on RoyaRoad as well)

Read this story of that is full of ebony trees, unknown and untruth tales, magic, unnature love, ect. Hope you like it and this is my first time using wednovel, so enjoyed my story. Book one from the tales from the unknow serie. update every tuseday and wesday Volume 1: The tale of Mary Claimbell volume 2: the girl in the ebony forest volume 3: the fell and rise of the forbidden magic master

She was never meant to blend in, she was born to break the mold. From the streets to the spotlight, she learns that beauty begins with defiance. He saw potential. She saw danger. Together, they changed everything. Darkness was never her curse, it was her crown. Ebony spent her life being told she’s too dark, too tall, too different. Cast out and starving in the city, she was ready to trade anything for survival until a stranger stops her under the streetlight and said, “I want you.”

Bertrand is a brave man, a slayer, and a gunslinger in the ruined town of Mono. His quest to find the random ebony man who fled after casting a spell on everyone in the town lured him on a mission across the desert and he met a Farmer known as Agri and the farmer has a raven known as jack. Bertrand the slayer passed a night with the Farmer Agri and his raven Jack. Bertrand flashed back to when he was in the small town of Mono, The ebony man had once stayed in the town, he brought a dead man addicted to weed smoking back to life, and the resurrection of the lifeless devil grass addict got Bertrand trapped because of the black magic from the ebony man, the slayer met the leader of the local synagogue who disclosed to him that the ebony man has sired her with a demon. She turns everyone in the town against the slayer (Bertrand) which triggers him to kill all to escape including his lover Alina. He woke up the next day to the death of his donkey and this made him continue his journey on foot. Bertrand the slayer arrived at an abandoned subway station and met a young boy named Zebulon who does not know how he arrived at the place. Bertrand collapses in the abandoned station due to dehydration, and the young boy gave him water which resuscitated him. The slayer hypnotized the young boy and determined that he had mysteriously arrived at the abandoned station. Thereafter, the young boy Zebulon became an integral part of the slayer's haunt for the ebony man. To catch the ebony man comes with daring consequences and sacrifices which Bertrand must make. Walk with me...

Sora Hikari, fourteen years of age with his world held in his Japanese district. An abnormous instance ripped him out of all that was familiar to be cast into the bloody teeth of Kurogane, a mangled land consumed by brutality. Sora is left captive in the Castle of Shadows, at the mercy of the cold stare of Lady Vayne Kurotsuki and her deadly Ravens. Here, you consume, or you are consumed: Sora is forced to confront a hard truth. Shattered, branded, and tempered in a crucible of unimaginable anguish, he'll discover that his hardest battle will not be against the horrors around him, but against the shadows they risk planting in his own soul. How much of himself will he sacrifice to survive in a world where the humanity is a far-distant memory and shadows hide an intolerable hunger?

Ebony was a terrifying entity that no god could destroy. To end him, all the gods united their power and gave it to Raizen, the God of Destruction. After a seven-day battle, Raizen defeated Ebony and extracted his heart. But the heart carried evil spirits. They leaked into the heavens, corrupting the gods and turning them against Raizen. Betrayed by those he fought for, Raizen and his entire family were destroyed. Only his son survived. Killed and cast into hell, Kyle returns from death itself, driven by revenge against the corrupted gods who betrayed his blood and shattered the heavens.

In a world where oaths carry power and betrayal is survival, Jorren awakens in the Maw, an ancient labyrinth built on the bones of forgotten gods. Weak, injured, and hunted by shadowy horrors, he discovers a mysterious force known as the Echo — a power that grants glimpses of the future, but at a devastating cost: memory, flesh, or soul. Every step deeper into the labyrinth tests his mind, body, and morality. To survive, he must navigate deadly creatures, ancient sigils, and the cruel bargains of the Covenant system, all while uncovering secrets that could shatter the world itself. Bound by blood, driven by loss, and haunted by the weight of his past, Jorren faces impossible choices: sacrifice himself, betray those he loves, or risk becoming another name etched forever in the Maw. I’m a new writer, and your support means the world! Likes, follows, and Power Stones help me keep building the world of Echo of the Maw.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.