unto the anvil

A stone age young man out on his first hunt to become a man, an unidentified object falling out of the sky towards him, will the whims of fate be kind or cruel to him? Follow the MC's journey through the ages as the world grows and evolves with him. *Release of new chapters will most likely be 2 times a week, depending on how busy I am with work and life. will try for 3 times a week*

In a world of steam and sorcery, the Iron Anivil Kingdom stands on the brink, besieged by the insidious Shadow Abyss. Its last defense is the Silver Star Academy—a citadel of power, discipline, and secrets, where adepts learn to wield reality itself. Elara Thorne walks a razor’s edge. A witch from another world, she hides her origins and forbidden magic behind the mask of an ordinary student. But when an act of mercy exposes her power, she draws the gaze of Kalran Blackwood—a master of the academy whose protection is a gilded cage, and whose control is absolute. As corruption spreads, Elara uncovers a terrifying truth: the Abyss is not mindless—it learns, adapts, and conspires. To survive, she must master her craft in the shadows, navigate a web of secret societies and shifting loyalties, and play a dangerous game of deception and influence. Every choice she makes could ignite a revolution—or become the kingdom’s final undoing. The Abyss is watching. And it only needs one slip to consume everything.

They tortured him for weeks. Experimented on him. Carved runes into his flesh. until the melody fused with his heartbeat. Then they dressed him in silk and sent him home like a gift-wrapped bomb. Elias Kane was supposed to be the shield, bodyguard, big brother, the son who carried the weight so his mother and sister never had to. Now the shield is cracked. And something older than war is crawling out through the fractures. Every Christmas, when the first notes of Silent Night drift through the air whether from a radio, a carol singer, a distant church bell, the song inside him wakes up fully. He blacks out. Hours later he comes to with blood under his nails and bodies at his feet.

“I’ll never hurt you, Gold. I’ll always fight for us, no matter what.” Those words were more than a promise — they were a vow made between two worlds. Golden, the daughter of an atheist scarred by tragedy. Xavier, the son of a devout believer, gentle and hopeful. He meant every word — but love alone wasn’t enough. He loved deeply, yet his faith was shallow. She loved fiercely, but life was unkind. When the years passed without a child, silence slowly replaced their laughter, and their promise began to fade. In the quiet between them, faith was tested — and they learned that sometimes, love breaks even when no one stops fighting.

In the Seven Star Sect, cultivation is a privilege reserved for the pristine, the wealthy, and the divinely gifted. The mainstream paths demand perfect, fluid meridians. Lin Tianyu possesses neither. Born with defective, overly wide pathways that leak spiritual energy like a sieve, he is considered a waste—destined to risk his life harvesting herbs in monster-infested swamps only for his rewards to be funneled into the hands of arrogant inner disciples. The system is rigged, and the crumbs falling from the tables of the gifted are coated in poison. But when the sect pushes him too far, Lin Tianyu turns his back on orthodox cultivation entirely. Under the guidance of a cynical, washed-up elder nursing a decaying core, he inherits the Thousand-Hammer Scripture—a brutal, forbidden technique that rejects the fluid elegance of typical Qi. It demands no pristine pills or divine bloodlines. It demands trauma. It requires its practitioner to be beaten black and blue, absorbing the harsh, crushing blows of the universe until the flesh hardens into iron and the bones fuse into steel. In a world full of geniuses striving to become the sharpest sword or the swiftest lightning, Lin Tianyu chooses a different path. He will become the anvil. Let the heavens strike. Let the immortals rain down their fury. When the world is done swinging its hammer, it will be the hammer that breaks.

Anvil is a boy who was born into a blacksmith family. In massive world filled with magic he learns the cruel reality of the world he lives in what will he do with his future can he forge his own path.

"Shut up!!!!" I screamed as my head split from the immense chaos of noise of every kind blasting into my ears, my bones, my very being... ---- This is the story of the predestined son of a famous bloodline of pyrokinetics who becomes awakened to his Kine. Will it be exactly what he expects? What will his ventures intel? Follow the tale of Connor Valrsen...

In a fantasy world filled with mages and magic, a young mage who cannot perform magic meets an assassin in a maid's body. Though her soul is trapped powerless in another body, the assassin takes the young mage on as a student.

A book of super short book of four poems that I wrote whenever I'm feeling incredibly happy or down. I thought it'd be nice to share since I have mixed feelings about sharing this and whatnot.

Some people have dreams, others have ambitions. But Alex Foyer has neither. As the empire's laziest bum, Prince Alexander Foyer drifts aimlessly in his otaku life as the youngest royal in his family. Emotionally stunted and filled with the pleasures of life another would dream of, he does not have any ambitions or desire. All he wants is to continue living in this dream life. But fate, as it is to everyone, is cruel. And as if he was off the radar before, he's paying tenfold. Now, forced into becoming the heir apparent as a way of "paying back" for living a life of endless riches, he has to endure the living nightmare of endless responsibility, expectation, and suffering for something he does not want. Will he break? Or will he give in? Only Alex can tell...but he doesn't know either?