Novels by Storian writer

The vampires attach a whole nation and turned it into vampires nation after killing all human being in the nation. The vampires are becoming more everyday, and they hunt human for hunting and feed on their blood and flesh like food and water. "We must stop the vampires' ' Banard said to Witcher and Harvey as they were heading to the vampire's nation. On a kilometer ahead of getting to the vampire nation,the vampire soldiers were smelling some human blood from a long distance. "Hnmmm human being is around here" one of the vampire soldiers said suspesiously to call other vampire soldiers attention. Benard order Witcher and Harvey to rest for a while as they may not be able to sleep a day after getting to the vampire's nation. Harvey form a tent immediately and set a wood on fire while Witcher and Banard went for hunting so they would eat. The vampire soldiers were tracing the strange human smell with their nose as they were walking separately so as to caught the person. Benard bec

Banard continued his journey to another nation, as he was about to enter into Jerome. A very powerful nation during the era of Edward and Robert Louis. He feels some signs of headhake."What's going on?" Benard asked the Witcher confusingly."Here we are his Jerome the powerful nation's long time ago during the era of Robert Louis. A lot of souls left unburied and a lot of innocent cops are hanged on the cross. So the devil uses their souls for a mission to attack the living" the Witcher explained to Benard.Benard becomes more confused and scared about the ghost."How do we stop the unseen ghost ?" Benard, who was a little bit scared, asked confusingly."The ghosts are invisibility and likewise visible, just close your eyes and hold your breath you will fill the ghost steps and see them" Harvey replied with experience."To Jerome!" Benard and his subordinate entered into to the Jerome confidently."Run, the ghosts are coming…..!" A voice was screaming loudly from a long distance as e

The evil never stops treating as they Sickness and diseases to the world. The disease was falling on olds and youngs and started at Hijas before transferring to the whole nation. there, the only way they could survive some of the diseases for a while was to look for raggie leaf. ‘’Please wake up, please wake up my dear son please wake up’’ a woman was crying her dying baby helplessly in her hands. He had contracted the diseases and now she did not know what to do. She was just crying and beating the baby.‘’What happened to your son’’ An old woman who was just passing by saw the woman crying and asked the mother of the child.‘’he’s dying, he has contracted the disease I do not know where he contacted it from, I tried all my best to keep him away from the diseases he’s the only one I have please save him, please save him, please him’’ the boy’s mother held the old woman cloth and begged her to help her wake her son.‘’Have you not gotten the leave that could chase the sickness away

Lucifer's soldiers who are unworried started running after him. "Attach!" One of the soldiers screamed out loud in anger as Deocas got to the River's edge. "You will never touch my baby" Deocas thought to himself as he held his sword tight in his hand.He carried the baby with his left hand and held his sword tightly with is right hand."Crewnnn" Deocas sword sound as lucifer's soldier came to attach him.Deocas with his extraordinary skills faced the soldiers with courage. He keeps his eyes on the soldiers and calculates their moves. "Give us your baby or you die" the leader of the soldiers said to Deocas as he came closer to attack him."You have to pass through my sword before handling this baby" Deocas screamed out angrily as he sliced the lead of the soldiers."Attach him, '' the leader of the soldiers said angrily as more soldiers arrived at the scene.Deocas, who realised that he can't fight the soldiers all alone, dropped the baby into the water. "God please save my baby"

Robert Edward used his entire life fighting demons, ceiling devils and fighting corrupt politicians during his lifetime after settling at jingle nation.Jingle nation becomes the most powerful nation throughout the entire nation while scorpion nation becomes the richest Nation among the entire nation. No more war and conflict between the nations as they all live peacefully without any conflict or dispute. Everyone are treated equally and slave trade was banned. After some years in the scorpion nation, Edward died and he was buried. A very heavy wind blows with a sperk of thunder.Three thousands years later, after Endward's death the Trijule sword disappeared and the devils sent his disciples to the Earth. Demon, lucifer, vampires, ghost, evil witches which took over the whole nation and turned it into chores.A lot of disasters arose and everyone began to beg god for assistance. God listens to their prayer and promises to send a messenger who will deliver the whole nation from evil

Edward returning back to scorpion nation creates another tension at Isabella's heart."Can you imagine the thousands of people awaiting him?" Isabella thought to herself."I must do something before it's too late" Isabella thought to her self as she called all his subordinates to a secret meeting."Can you imagine that crazy boy, poisoned people's hearts? How could he be honoured like that" Isabella said angrily to the councillors."Don't be too angry my queen, we have made all necessary arrangements before your arrival just stay calm and wait to see" one of the councillors said calmly to Isabella.Edward's arrival news became an important topic for the scorpion nation, especially about coming back with thousands of gifts from Jerome's king. Even Jerome's king's only daughter, Helen."He is quite incredible" everyone soleloquice among themselves.Cecelia narrated all the challenges she faced during Edward's absence to him. Especially about people who were locked in person because of h

The ballroom glittered with lights and laughter as the party continued, as if the last few minutes hadn’t cracked the ground beneath it. Sarah stood tall beside Michelle, with a champagne flute poised but untouched in her hand. Powerful people around her clinked glasses and smiled, celebrating a night that nearly destroyed them.Malik stood at the edge of it all. Not quite in the light and not quite invisible. His actions tonight had shocked them all, but that didn’t change who he was in their eyes—and the Roys were ready to remind him of that.The laughter from the Roys' corner was louder than the orchestra now. David leaned toward Evelyn, pretending to whisper, but his voice carried just enough."Even a cleaner can shine in a suit. But you know what they say—scrub a street dog, and he still smells like trash," David said, gesturing for Evelyn to look toward Malik.Evelyn's gaze turned to Malik, but she didn’t laugh. She just looked away, uncomfortable—especially after what he had do

"Who sent the gift?"The words echoed through the ballroom like a verdict waiting to be written.All eyes locked on Malik, demanding clarity. The crowd was a mix of power, politics, and pride, and silence held them tighter than chains.Malik met the questioning gazes with unflinching calm. "The gift was sent by an anonymous source.” He said slowly, his voice low but steady.Gasps.Murmurs rose like a tide threatening to drown reason. Anonymous? That wasn't good enough. Not here. Not among tycoons and royals.Janet was the first to shatter the quiet. "So you admit it, then? You stole it! Just say it!" She stormed forward, her finger jabbing the air. Then she whirled toward Sarah. "You should just admit defeat, Sarah. Maybe Grandpa will show you some mercy. Maybe, if you stop pretending you have what it takes to lead, you’ll finally be free from this humiliation."Sarah's throat tightened. She opened her mouth to speak, to defend Malik, to protect herself, but nothing came out. She gla

"It’s not over yet!"Janet’s voice cracked across the ballroom like shattering crystal, halting the chaos mid-breath. Her tone was sharp, accusatory, vibrating with triumph. Even the chandeliers seemed to freeze mid-swing.She pointed a trembling finger at Malik. "Not when the gift was stolen! Not when Malik, a cleaner who couldn’t afford decent shoes, suddenly produces relics worth billions? Ancient scrolls? Obsidian locks that break valuation software? It’s impossible!"The room reeled. Doubt, thick and suffocating, replaced the stunned awe.Paul Roy, the patriarch, narrowed his hawkish eyes on Malik. The flicker of respect he’d felt moments ago evaporated, replaced by cold suspicion. "Is this true, boy? Did you steal these treasures?" His voice rasped like stone, grinding stone.Malik stood motionless. A muscle flickered faintly in his jaw, the only sign of the accusation’s sting.Sarah’s thoughts spiraled beside him. The man who meticulously folded her sweaters, who knew her coffe

The ballroom was a battlefield in silk and stone, every breath held like a blade waiting to be unsheathed. Just as the appraisers leaned forward, their hands hovering above the first artifact, Sarah raised her voice."Wait!" she said.The room gasped, the sharpness of her tone cutting through the sterile hum of machines and flickering camera lights. Everyone turned to her, expecting hesitation, fear, a breakdown perhaps.What they saw instead was a woman battling reason and ruin.Grandfather Roy stood slowly from his seat, leaning heavily on his cane, his eyes narrowing like a falcon locking onto prey. “You dare delay this again? Haven’t you humiliated this family enough for one night, Sarah?” he thundered.Sarah stiffened.“Every time you speak, you confirm what I’ve feared. That you were never ready to lead.”Gasps rippled. Sarah’s hands curled into fists at her sides.Her grandfather’s voice turned colder. “Tonight, I make a decree. The one whose gift is valued the highest be it fr

The air in the ballroom turned electric, charged with greed, pride and thinly veiled contempt. The dazzling chandeliers above did nothing to soften the razor edged silence that followed the elder's revelation. But just as the room seemed ready to erupt into chaos, Janet’s voice cut through with precision."If this gift is so priceless, then let’s have it scanned, authenticated, and appraised. Let’s strip away the illusion." She sneered, folding her arms tightly.A murmur of agreement rippled through the room. Faces turned to one another with barely concealed delight. They didn’t want Malik to be vindicated and they craved Sarah’s fall. Her disgrace would feed their envy for years.“Yes that's right….! Absolutely!” Sarah stood frozen beside Malik. Her breath hitched in her chest and her eyes darting between her family, her enemies and the ancient relics. She had never felt so cornered.Janet took a slow step forward. "If your little charity project truly brought something real, he sho

"Stop, enough of your stupidity!"Sarah’s voice cracked like thunder through the suffocating silence. Her words were sharp, slicing through Malik’s composure. For a moment, the hall stood in limbo, air taut with judgment, disdain and concealed hunger for a fall.Malik looked at her with a surprise flickering across his face. Of all people, she was the one he hadn’t expected to fold. He had known humiliation, endured mockery. But Sara's rejection cut deeper than them all.He moved toward her quietly, each step he made forward was full of unseen weight. Leaning close, he whispered, barely audible beneath the din of murmurs, "Please... just this once. Trust me."Sarah flinched, her expression torn. She looked into Malik’s eyes and saw the pain swimming beneath the calm, the storm he’d kept bottled for so long. She wanted to scream, to vanish, to escape this war of alliances and illusions. But before she could respond, Oliver stepped forward, voice dripping with poison masked as civilit