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Chapter 19: Candidus

The cabin had grown unbearably hot, as if the air itself had been set aflame. Boros stood motionless, beads of sweat clinging to his brow. It wasn’t the temperature alone—...

Chapter 18: Pyrosis cardialgia

The mist swirled around me as I breathed out, watching it take form, curling in the air before it disappeared into nothingness. Snowflakes fell gently, dancing in the soft win...

Posted new story

I posted a new story. It came to me yesterday and my muses forced me to write it non stop since. I'll go back to writing my regular stories. Tell me what you think of lazing around the dance of dra...

Chapter 5: That time i finally did something

The sky above Dragonstone churned with dark clouds, casting a grey pallor over the island’s cliffs and turrets. The wind, sharp and biting, ruffled my silver hair as I stood by the pra...

Chapter 4: Destiny weighs like a bitch

Dragonstone was a lot like Driftmark, just more... Targaryen. The black stone castle loomed against the gray sky, all jagged towers and smoking cliffs, as if the place had crawled out of some dark ...

Chapter 3: the Tide waits for no one

The wind carried the smell of salt and seaweed, and the cries of gulls echoed in the distance. Hull was alive with activity, the small harbor town bustling like a disturbed anthill as the preparati...

Chapter 2: Weigh of the world

Life on Driftmark is exactly what you’d expect for a scion of House Velaryon—endless expectations, quiet power plays, and the constant hum of the sea. On the surface, it's perfect for anyone bo...

Trying to laze around in the dance of dragons: Chapter I: Idle weight

I remember dying.

That’s probably where the problem started. Not that I’d been particularly attached to life the first time around. I mean, it was fine, I guess—school, vide...

pseudokhristos: Chapter 1

I opened my eyes to the biting cold.

Snowflakes drifted lazily down from a clouded sky, the pale light illuminating the icy landscape. All around me, there was nothing b...

Chapter 5: Emotionaly ambivalent Family breakfeast

You never understand the freedom that flying grants until you’ve tasted it, until gravity’s hold on you is shattered. The rush of wind against your skin, the soft hum of y...

Sorry for the absence

Just wanted to say sorry for the absence. Heath stuff but I'll make it up to y’all. A lot of things are coming. Sorry and thanks to all the ones still there

Chapter 17: swelling

Two letters, two letters were all needed to create Chaos, to brittle peace and bring in the heart of men uncertainty and fear.

Serwyn, castellan of Hayford, t...

Chapter 4: the parentified sister

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Chapter 16: Stoichiometric

Lysaeria Delonise had never seen anything like it. She had heard tales, of course—of old Valyria's dragons scorching the skies, of gods striking down mortals from the heaven...

Need to talk

"I usually mention my health and how challenging it can be, but I’ve never gone into detail. Honestly, I didn’t want to, but since you all are supporting me and paying me to write, I think itâ€...

Chapter 3: Hello Miss Jackson

I stood there, surrounded by warmth, voices, and the impossible sensation of being held. Held tightly, like I was something precious. My mother’s arms wrapped around me, my ...

Chapter 15: Salax

Was there anything more life-changing, more undoing, more endearing than sons?

Jon Arryn's pale eyes rested on the parchment before him, but his thoughts had already wan...

Smut Snippet chapter 3 : hey miss Jackson

We were in her room almost as fast as a blink of an eye. A part of me hadn’t even realized that we had moved, that she had led me to her bedroom, the one she prab...

Pho chapter: the buzzing

PHO Board: **BROCKTON BAY EMERGENCY**

**⊙***Thread: No Going Back*

*In: Boards > Brockton Bay > Emergency Response > Reports*

*Posted by: Glas...

Alecto I

Alecto's fury surged like a tempest in her essence as she stalked through the shadows, her talons slicing through the air with the force of a storm wind. Her mind spiraled dee...

Alecto I

Alecto's fury surged like a tempest in her essence as she stalked through the shadows, her talons slicing through the air with the force of a storm wind. Her mind spiraled deeper into th...

Chapter 20: king of curses

Draco Malfoy had died.

The thought lingered in his mind like a haunting melody, the rhythm of his heartbeat no longer matching the unspoken tempo of the world around him...

Chapter 14: Stellar

Robert Baratheon, King of the Seven Kingdoms, woke with a hangover that had become as much a part of his routine as his crown. The sun filtered through the heavy curtains of h...

Chapter 13: Nebulae

The vastness of the world spread beneath it, a panorama of shifting sands and scorched earth, dotted with the debris of mortal lives. It could sense the pulse of existence here, the thru...

Chapter 12: Activation

Grey worm tightened his grip on his spear. He gave a last look on the corner of one eye at his destroyed shield before focusing on the one who had destroyed it, who would have...

Chapter 2: She’s not a simply bitch, she’s one with feelings

Carol Dallon sat by the bed of her son, her gaze fixed on the pale, almost ethereal face of her son, Michael. She hadn’t moved in hours, since he had lost conscio...

Chapter I: the Thrill of the wake

Michael Dallon, third child, only son of Brandish and Manpower, brother of Panacea and Glory Girl, shouldn’t exist.

He was never meant to. The st...

Next chapter of slaves obey, men choose

I'm sorry to say that the next chapter will be tomorrow. I had almost finished it. I was at 7000 K words and because the fates hate me, my phone crashed, turning off. When I turned it back on, I no...

Hades I

Hades sat on his obsidian throne, his normally cold eyes narrowed with an emotion that he scarcely allowed himself to feel—dismay. The vast expanse of the Underworld stretched before h...

Chapter 12: Fuel

Tyrion Lannister sat in the dimly lit chamber of his chamber, the flickering candle casting a soft, wavering glow across the page of the letter in his hands. The wa...