Trapped in a dystopian labor camp, Zeiss endures a life stripped of hope and dignity. But when an unexpected meteor obliterates the camp's desolate landscape, it sets off a series of inexplicable events that plunge Zeiss into a riveting mystery.
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There are many games out in the world, but I liked this one single game, the game which took the gaming community like a storm, everyone talked about it and everyone wanted to play it.
I was no different, I was just a girl who loved games, and yet somehow after two long years of playing the game, I ended up inside the game as a villainous extra with not a single line in the game's progression!
But that does not mean I am going to die like in the original! *******************The golden light enveloped everything as the red sun slowly rose. A woman stood amidst a battlefield painted red with the blood of many fallen soldiers and wizards. Her long black hair, which looked like a void, cascaded around her in the morning breeze, which carried the pungently sweet scent of death.
Her clear blue eyes, which resembled the deep and vast ocean, stared directly at the blonde man in shining armor. Her arms loosely hung as her posture stooped, she waved her two short, intricately designed black daggers dripping with blood at the man taunting him.
The blonde-haired, handsome man stared at her with his determined blue eyes as he pointed his big and glimmering sword at her.
The woman's stone-cold face slowly turned to a malicious sneer as she licked the blood in her daggers right before charging at the man.
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𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆﹐forbidden love. it was the girl's ultimate demise. falling for the opposing race, finding a glimmer of redemption in him. it caused her downfall and the loss of her powers and the thing she treasured most; her memories with him. yet a friend is relentless in restoring her to her former glory and receiving some help in return.
→˚₊· 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ੭*→˚₊· 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ੭*
An initiate angel prophesied to save the world, and a low-class demon send to stop her. But something about it all doesn't sound alright. And for some reason, the demon can't seem to get her eyes away from the angel after a while...
Christopher Wymond, a war hero and noble in his kingdom Razium, fights for his honor and glory while in the midst of deep hatred and love spiraling through the kingdom. He soon is faced with many decisions, his kingdom and his entire life is filled with lies, everything is at stake. Christopher alone is the only force able to hold the edges of the kingdom together before it erupts into chaos. With the power of the angels and the compassion of a king, what will he do?
In this medieval based fantasy story, the possibilities are endless and at any place the story could turn and deepen. I have been so, so, inspired to write this book and I really hope you enjoy it!
**Note: if you see something that needs to be fixed, or think something should be changed, please either comment or directly message me. I want to make this as good as humanly possible.
This book is going to have minor mature content such as suggestive phases or hidden meanings, as well as cursing and graphic scenes. Please keep this in mind as you read and know that I as the author wrote this story based solely on daydreaming, visions, and dreams that I had at night.
Thanks,
-StormyDragoon, author.
It has been ten years of peace for the Union since the end of the great war with the eastern barbarian tribes, yet in the cold north of the Union's land, a new threat is looming. This time, an ambitious Lord is seeking to restore the yore pride of his kin, forcing the weakened Union into yet another unwanted war, as he ramps up the ranks of his army with thieves, murderers and mercenaries.* * *The temperature inside the forge was nearly twice as high as the one outside. A black-haired girl hammered a steel ingot into the shape of a blade. The heat of the steam was draining her stamina away, but her focus remained sharp as her sweat streamed down her face. Hit after hit, for hours, the sound of the hammering steel followed the rhythm of her breathing. Exhausted, she placed the blade into the water and wiped the sweat off her face using a drenched rag.
Why are they screaming?
Vatra dipped the rag back in the water, twisted it, and approached the window. Her mouth opened as her world shattered again into the living nightmare she had wilfully tried to forget. She bit her lips; it wasn’t a dream. The pulse of her heart rose. A cold sweat prickled her back. A mother was running, and a child was screaming. A torrent of smoke was emerging from the roof of her neighbour. Vatra’s eyes blinked. The mother lay on the ground, a spear through her back. A torch circled in the air and landed on the roof of her workshop. In the distance, a man wearing a banner well known to the world…
Fateless is a philosophical medieval dark low fantasy centered on war, militaristic campaigns and geopolitical conflicts between multiple empires. This story follows the fate of Vatra, a former slave from the eastern Nar Empire who was raised in a culture far away from her own, forced into warfare against her will, and the fate of Lanaya, an ambitious half-angel exiled from her home whose existence is seen as heresy. As they wished for peace, both chose a path opposed to one another until their fate crossed. In this story where war dictates the law, love strikes them as a poisoned balm to which they grasp for with all their might, as it is in the darkest of times that the smallest flames may burn the brightest.
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Tome 1 already completed and available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.ca/Fateless-Silver-Hugo-Emmanuel-Simard-Wallot/dp/B09LGSH1KK
Starting at chapter 21, releases will be bi weekly for a while.