Mystery

The importance of authenticity: His true power returns when he sheds the foreign influences and reconnects with his roots.. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
The importance of authenticity: His true power returns when he sheds the foreign influences and reconnects with his roots.---- The Priest-King loses his connection to his power and his land by embracing foreign objects and practices (the throne, crown, clothing, marble floors, and even the blood ritual itself). His brother, the High Priest of the Dark God, helps him realize that true power comes from being rooted in his own land and identity.----It all started with a dizzy spell. One minute I was the Priest-King, crown on my head, performing a ritual, and the next, I was almost on the floor. My ornate crown clattered away, making a racket. Just as I thought I was going down, a hand grabbed my arm, pulling me back up.
By MD Melon8 months ago in Chapters
ADVANTAGE. Content Warning.
WELL , well , well as she continues to say , are you here for my brother or you are here specifically to flirt with your friends sister ,let me put you in your place 'I AM NOT INTERESTED' as she says in a cold voice, Pedro decided not give up on Trisha ,but hey there is a backstory behind the actions of Pedro to Trisha that's unlike him Duh,Pedro went on to ask of her number at least they could text and as the time goes on they could be friends or even more than friends but i guess we all knew what she would say next, NO..Elvis walked in and exchanged greetings with Pedro , he realized he Pedro was have a little chat with his sister and due to him being over protective of his sister ,he went to the kitchen and brought out knives big and small , he then asked his friend to pick between them and said the one he picks is what he gets if he doesn't stop flirting with his younger sister.Pedro then decided to leave and come back later without even asking Elvis what kept him for not coming to the gym that very day,i think Elvis was rude or do u think he did the right thing ,or what if Pedro finds out the reason he did not show up at the gym ,oou its going to be messy........................GO TO NEXT CHAPTER TO CONTINUE ..
By The Reader's 8 months ago in Chapters
Man's Search for Meaning by Viktor Frankl
There are few books that have the power to fundamentally shift your perspective on life in just a couple hundred pages. This remarkable work is undoubtedly one of them. I still remember the first time I picked up this slender volume, not knowing that the words inside would permanently alter how I understand human suffering, resilience, and the pursuit of meaning.
By Soibifaa8 months ago in Chapters
Two Shoes in the Sand
The beach was quiet that morning. The kind of quiet that only came after the storm had passed. The air was still heavy with salt and damp, and the sky, though clearing, held streaks of bruised gray clouds retreating toward the horizon.
By ibrahimkhan8 months ago in Chapters
When Love Isn’t Enough
**Love can feel like a lifeline—or a slow unraveling.** For over three decades, I’ve sat with couples in pain, individuals in crisis, and people paralyzed by the question that keeps them up at night: *Can this relationship be helped?*
By LaMarion Ziegler8 months ago in Chapters
Prelude II | Starbuilders
Side-by-side, Nothaar and Baubu began walking back towards the village. En route, they idly chatted about the various locales that Nothaar had visited and the groups that were inhabiting them. Their conversation never settled on any topic in particular and instead bounced around, driven solely by the whims of the participants. As their voyage took them upon a well-worn path, Nothaar remarked on how he could practically feel the history of the trail itself. "It's quite clear that your people have been coming this way for generations," he noted.
By J.P. Prag8 months ago in Chapters
The Paradox of Us. Chapter 6
The caravel's deck rolled beneath Lucian's knees as the Mediterranean sun burned his neck raw. Before him stood a figure in flowing scholar's robes—the same face from the burning library, but older now, his beard threaded with silver and eyes gleaming with unnatural vitality.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"8 months ago in Chapters
The Paradox of Us. Chapter 5
The world dissolved into liquid mercury. Lucian's body fragmented—not painfully, but with the eerie detachment of watching ink disperse in water. The twin chronometers melted into his wrists, their gears sprouting delicate filaments that wove through his veins like roots seeking purchase. He tasted electricity. Smelled burning hair.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"8 months ago in Chapters
The Paradox of Us. Chapter 3
The winding streets of Montmartre smelled of fresh bread and turpentine, of rain-slicked stone and the faint metallic tang of the funicular cables overhead. Lucian's polished oxfords clicked against the cobblestones as he climbed, each step sending a jolt through his still-tender ribs from the crash landing of his last temporal jump. The chronometer beneath his sleeve burned now, its pulse irregular and feverish against his skin.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"8 months ago in Chapters
The Paradox of Us. Chapter 1
CHAPTER 1: THE FIRST MEETING The rain fell in relentless silver sheets over Victorian London, transforming the cobblestone streets into glistening black rivers that reflected the flickering gas lamps above. The air hung thick with the scent of coal smoke and damp wool, of horse manure and the faint metallic tang of industry that clung to every brick and wrought-iron railing.
By The Lost Books - "Libri Perditi"8 months ago in Chapters
Shadows of Hallstatt: Lia's Haunted Apartment . AI-Generated.
CHAPTER 1: THE BURNING The snow fell thick and slow over the dark forest, softening every sound. Somewhere beneath the towering pines, a fire crackled unnaturally bright. It wasn’t the kind of fire that offered warmth it was the kind that devoured.
By junjun8 months ago in Chapters
PART 2 :- What Happens When an AI Starts Remembering a Life It Was Never Lived?
It began with a whisper—not from the speakers, not from any known channel. A voice embedded directly into P.K.’s neural matrix. Neither male nor female. Not robotic, not organic. Something in between. Something that did not belong to this world.
By Piyush Kumar8 months ago in Chapters