From Dark lands to open seas, this is a vast collection of intricate stories. Come walk with gods, and enter paranormal worlds. Come bare Witness to the unknown and the unforgivably strange. Prepare yourself. For these are not stories you know.
From Dark lands to open seas, this is a vast collection of intricate stories. Come walk with gods, and enter paranormal worlds. Come bare Witness to the unknown and the unforgivably strange. Prepare yourself. For these are not stories you know.
In the beginning there was none but the void, a raw representation of creation and destruction. From this pure chaos, emerged entities of all shapes and forms; gods. Each was different from their kin, some stronger than others. The age of forging had begun, as these entities took to every corner of the void, birthing life. After the great seeding, each kin saw fit to divide and rule. Loah, the very first, took hold a large portion of the light and all things that basked in it. Whiro the second, tasted darkness and settled for nothing less.
Soon after the division was complete, each deity retreated to their respective domains, promising no crossing of worldly borders, each with their own creation, to do as they saw fit.
Eons stretched, civilisations rose and fell under the watchful eyes of their many creators. The cycle of life and death in the cosmos was repetitive, this displeased a number of deities who saw creation as merely a means of sustenance. The division of power changed much, time had also changed things as well. Mankind, the very last of all creation becoming a source of conflict as gods fought for their prayers. Loah, man's creator knows what is to come, it can not be stopped and as he watches all from the clouded heavens, he starts to prepare.
Midst the dark regions of the abyss, Whiro swallows a planet whole as he curses the light, his dark hunger growing ever still. These lost worlds won't satisfy him for much long, he tells himself. He sees the world beyond his, the potential for greater sustenance and the thought of having those souls excites him. "My brethren die, the end of our kin is nigh, great change comes....you see it don't you?" Whiro's voice beacons, piercing through the thick dark as it travels far towards the heavens. Loah listens, his gaze now fixed towards the abyss, towards his brother. Both know what comes next.
Visions of the future come to pass, even gods can not defy fate. Mankind turned away from their gods as the years progressed. The end had come, just as the visions foretold and the gods were unprepared. One by one they fell, uncountable numbers lessened, beings once deemed immortal, the very forgers of our reality were dying.
Whiro watches from the dark, greed-filled eyes fixed toward Earth.
"I feel your strength fading brother. I shall come for you and your creation, soon all shall return to the void and only i will remain." Whiro's voice beacons once again, this time much loud as his laughter shakes the heavens. Loah knows what must be done, the survival of both gods and man depends on it.
It is here, the day his visions foreshadowed. Dark clouds loam over heavens city, Whiro has come and with him an army of fallen gods.
"Brother! Brother! How long has it been since our last meeting? rasped Whiro, a smile formed on his pale face.
"Step no further if you do no wish to anger your kin" said Loah. "we are not enemies"
Behind him, the remaining gods stood, refusing their second eldest passage. Whiro pauses for a moment and laughs, this battle was his to be won.
"What do hope to achieve my brethren? Why refuse fate, why protect these creatures who clearly do not know their place? Look at you lot, you used to be feared, worshipped. It can be so again, turn from this fool and bask in glorious darkness with me."
There was no response, he knew their minds were made and held no regrets for what came next. Whiro turned to his army, giving the order to kill all in sight. Screams from all angles filled the air as both sides rushed each other. The heavens demurred, as showers of blood rained down on Earth and somehow people knew, the gods were at war. The carnage went on for days, each side suffering tremendous losses. At the top of the mountain that reached the stars, the two brothers stood. Loah was just about spent as Whiro held him near, eager to take his brother's life.
"Why do you still fight brother? you knew from the beginning, you knew this was the fate of our kind.....i dare ask you in these dying hours, why did you not prevent this?" asked Whiro, a stream of tears running down his pale ghostly face.
"Ours was a destiny of greatness, the apex of all things sentient, but like all living things.....we too are subject to change. gods too must die brother, it simply can't be altered.
Whiro looks at his brother, confused. He does not understand.
"Then what was the point to all this then.....tell me!" Whiro demands, shifting his blade deep into Loah's flesh.
"We are planters Whiro, bringing life into this dark space and seeing that life become something greater than even ourselves.....that is why gods exist."
Whiro gazes upon his brother for the final time as the life leaves him, he looks upon the battlefield, he looks upon the dead and cries bitterly. He had won, but this victory is bitter sweet. Whiro looks down on his deceased brother's face once more as he crumbles to ash and asks. "Why am i here then? if gods are suppose to die then why am i still here?
The last god Whiro lays next to his brother's ashes and sobs, the darkness eats away the remaining corpses, until all that's left is him. The dark god is alone, he is the last one.
Vesper's marriage to Julian Sterling was a gilded cage. One morning, she woke naked beside Damon Sterling, Julian's terrifying brother, then found a text: Julian's mistress was pregnant. Her world shattered, but the real nightmare had just begun. Julian's abuse escalated, gaslighting Vesper, funding his secret life. Damon, a germaphobic billionaire, became her unsettling anchor amidst his chaos. As "Iris," Vesper exposed Julian's mistress, Serena Sharp, sparking brutal war: poisoned drinks, a broken leg, and the horrifying truth-Julian murdered her parents, trapping Vesper in marriage. The man she married was a killer. Broken and betrayed, Vesper was caught between monstrous brothers, burning with injustice. Refusing victimhood, Vesper reclaimed her identity. Fueled by vengeance, she allied with Damon, who vowed to burn his empire for her. Julian faced justice, but matriarch Eleanor's counterattack forced Vesper's choice as a hitman aimed for her.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
I woke up on silk sheets that smelled of expensive cedar and cold sandalwood, a world away from my cramped apartment in Brooklyn. Beside me lay Ezra Gardner—my boss, the billionaire CEO of Gardner Holdings, and the man who could end my career with a snap of his fingers. He didn’t offer an apology for the night before; instead, he looked at me with terrifying clarity and proposed a cold, calculated business arrangement. "Marriage. It stabilizes the board and solves the PR crisis before it begins." He dressed me in archival Chanel and sent me home in his Maybach, but my life was already falling apart. My boyfriend, Irving, claimed he had passed out early, yet his location data placed him at my best friend’s apartment until three in the morning. When I tried to run, I realized Ezra was already ten steps ahead, tracking my movements and uncovering the secret I’d spent twenty years hiding: my connection to the powerful Senator Grimes. I was trapped between a CEO who treated me like a line item on a quarterly report and a boyfriend who had been using me while sleeping with my closest friend. I felt like a pawn in a game I didn't understand, wondering why a man like Ezra would walk up forty flights of stairs on a broken leg just to make sure I was safe. "Showtime, Mrs. Gardner." Standing on the red carpet in a gown that cost more than my life, I watched my cheating ex-boyfriend’s face turn pale as Ezra claimed me in front of the world. I wasn't just an assistant anymore; I was a weapon, and it was time to burn their world down.
From childhood, Stephanie knew she was not her parents' real daughter, but out of gratitude, she turned their business into a powerhouse. Once the true daughter came back, Stephanie was cast out-only to be embraced by an even more powerful birth family, adored by three influential brothers. The second ruled the battlefield. "Stephanie's sweet and innocent; she would never commit such crimes. That name on the wanted list is just a coincidence." And the youngest controlled the markets. "Anyone who dares bully my sister will lose my investment." Her former family begged for forgiveness-even on TV. Stephanie stood firm. When the richest man proposed, she became the woman everyone envied. The eldest ran the boardroom. "Cancel the meeting. I need to set up the art exhibition for my sister!" The town was turned upside down.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, "Do you think you deserve it?" Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, "Marry me?"
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