Shadow And Bone Fanfiction

“Don’t complain when the lights go out” These were the words that came out of his mouth before he calmly exited the office. Marcus Leopold, a typical nobody, a medical instructor, is pushed aside by his wife, Lauren Forrest, when she sees that she has reached the very pinnacle of her career. She saw him as nothing but ‘Deadweight.’ But then everything turns upside down when, on the very day she had been dreaming of, she sees him standing with the top dogs of the city. Marcus Leopold wasn't just a nobody; he was the shadow ruler of Mero, the Hidden Ace, and the blade that held the underworld together. He had chosen a quiet life to stay with his wife; for three years, he played instructor at the clinic. But now, he is back, and with his resurfacing, the underworld is shaking, threats are awakening, and new enemies and allies are being born.

Behind Rayendra Wardiana's ordinary life, there is a dark secret about the inheritance of blood and grudge. Since childhood, Rayendra lived in the shadow of the death of his father, Widyo, the legendary cartel leader who was tragically killed before his eyes. The trauma of that night gave birth to Andrean, another personality who existed to protect Rayendra from a violent world. Slowly secret after secret revealed. About the betrayal of Wandi, his own uncle; about Madam, his father's ex-wife who is thirsty for power; to the great war that shook the domestic cartel world. In a world full of blood, intrigue, and power, the Wardiana family is forced to face the bitter truth that tests their bond.

🩸 ULTIMATE NECROMANCER SYNOPSIS Kaelen was supposed to die. Crushed beneath the weight of a collapsing raid boss and his own piss-poor judgment, he welcomed oblivion like an old drinking buddy with a grudge. Instead, he woke up naked, undead, and holding a glowing black tome that whispered sweet apocalypses into his ear like a horny banshee with no sense of personal space. Now the world is his buffet, and death is just the starter. Armed with a god-tier necromancer class, Kaelen doesn’t build an army—he cultivates a fucking family of unhinged monsters. From Nyssara, his banshee lieutenant who flirts through evisceration, to Mourn, the disgruntled bone-construct with attachment issues, his undead legion is a trauma-bonded mess of love, war, and co-dependence. The gods have rules. Kaelen writes fanfiction about breaking them. Welcome to a world where magic is a drug, love is weaponized, and the word "cunt" is a comma.

When a fourteen year-old Richard sneaks his three friends through his father's hidden tunnel into the family's mining site, he only wants to impress them and witness the blasting of a new section. But one explosion changes everything. The earth trembles, the ground collapses -and the boys fall into a strange, ancient world buried deep beneath the surface. With no clear way out and danger lurking in every shadow, they must rely on each other, their wits, and a fierce will to survive. But this world isn't just earth and rock - it's alive, it's watching, and it might not let them leave.