Dark Fantasy

Famine had taken a toll on the humans; this had set everyone to find what to sleep on for survival, Elrond a young orphan went on a hunt into the heart of the woods from the Charevibe where they stayed in search of a deer for venison, he heard whispers of strange folks that lured him into something he believed his eyes were tricking him.  This transgression into a foreboding land had wrecked the looming darkness upon them and now the trolloc invades in search of the faeries white wolf that protected the light and magick of the Elderwood. A black hood and a masked man bear at their door as the great sweeps of the north continue. Elrond is saved by a fate so cruel or eerie that awaits him as he either perishes or takes the hand of the pointed-ear stranger, who is also an enemy of their kind and a protector of the last Elderwood– the high elves.

Allain - the legendary warrior of the Gold Kingdom - enters Teres in search of the only one who can bring him peace. But he's not the first; others have begun their residence. As the domination of their kingdom spreads, threatening to engulf all of humanity, Allain finds himself standing between his own kind and the one he loves and must accept the life he abandoned in order to secure his freedom for her.

Three teenagers, Aires, Elena and Jason out of curiosity end up opening the gate to the spirit world, allowing demons who have vowed to destroy the earth and recreate it in their own image, get a chance to walk in freely and set their plans in motion. How are these friends going to put an end to an apocalypse they have started when they cant even control their powers properly? Consider this quote from The Chosen One, main character of Theron Of Evil "We do not care where you're hiding, we're on our way and we will find you. Earth is our home, not a playground for forces darkness, if you're not invited, then start packing, because when we find you, call it Judgement Day." Moving huh? Let's find out what happens

Aiden Dawnwhisper, A loyal subject of Vexira, A banished god. He returned from another realm to Sylgarth where Vexira exist and his origin realm to freed Vexira. Unknown to him, Sylgarth was not the same one that he knows, Everything is different as he start his journey to unveil the truth of his world and the unknown danger that lurks everywhere.

No one came any closer to me since I began to hear voices. It was as if I possessed some kind of aura that attracted everyone, like a field that attracted people. I was either insane or a monster, which I suppose I could be, according to everyone at school. I was able to hear what others were thinking, but no one else seemed to be able to, and some of them remembered me from first grade, when everything first started. I was able to focus better on school because I was isolated, and I loved to do well in school. Since I learned how to silence the voices, at least it had. Before that, I was unable to think in light of the consistent clamor of every other person's brain pounding me constantly.

Kings, Witches, Wizards, Night singers. At a time when personal desires has come between the people, and they no longer fight to the same cause. An once defeated foe rises again from the dust, stronger than ever. All of Albane must reunite to relief the world of this prophesied doom. Or perish while being apart in the hands of the red king demon Zathryon, and his blood sucking army.

Viktor Drichey has dedicated his life to becoming a magician. In his quest to end the world's pain and suffering and protect loved ones from him, he accidentally opens the door of a terror few sane men have ever seen: the door that gives access to the secrets of the world. death. Because necromancy promises despair for those who fail and unimaginable horrors for those who succeed. Shadow World tells the fate of this once noble man as he falls deeper and deeper into darkness. This intensely moving narrative leads the reader through looted cemeteries, where grave robbers carry out their macabre work, into the darkness of necromancy itself. The dead will rise from the graves. Fear the man who makes you walk

The Heavenly emperor is put in panic when demonic evil begins surfacing to the three realms, threatening to bring back the Demon sect he had wiped out thousands of years ago. And all these because of a young man called Asura. A mysterious mortal, Asura is ambitiously bent on destroying the heavens in revenge for wiping out his family and making his life miserable! And to do this, he must cultivate, even when his spiritual core is blocked and he, Cursed to never cultivate! Asura's ambition for power and revenge leads him into the extinct demon path. He recreates his method of the abolished demon cultivation, shaking the foundation of the universe, and making all tremble at the mention of his name. He meets the mysterious high-level cultivator, Kai, who might have some relations with the heavens and demons, all good and evil. The road ahead is muddy and the schemes are devilish. A step ahead would alert the enemies and a journey through lands and lifetimes is what it takes to solve the puzzle and Uncover Hidden truths of This so called good and Evil in the three Realms! What is good? What is evil? what is white, what is black? what is day? and what is night? If no one has no answer. Don't judge!

Pirates. They are a group of lawless individuals that are considered as thorns of the seas. However, within them, a rose is hidden in plain sight, but as the circumstances and positions change like a tactical game of chess,will her disguise as a man work? Or will she need to bloom courageously to her full potential to survive?Join the crew as they journey towards the unknown with a hint of magic, gold, and unknown mysterious creatures. But beware, the night rose leaves a trail of blood and chaos behind wherever they go. So...are you in?My ko-fi page. ko-fi.com/the_cheshire_cat

By night, the frozen kingdom of Vatala is a realm of terror, where legends feed on fear and blood. Axil and Faris are lured by duty into ancient shadows of deception and madness. The icy chill of dread howls as cursed Vikings ravage the western sea, a knight cloaked in dispair transverses the twisted Forrest and a black blade echoes chaos. Thundering horse hooves, the clang of rusty chains, a stench of scorched blood – all evil began as something else...