Solarhopes

In a three planet universe where oppression and discrimination are eminent, humans find themselves struggling to survive. Artemis Rivera is born into such hardships, and at a young age, she set out to change the world for good. The only way to do that is to participate in a seasonal death battle to win the Demigod title, and rule over the whole of Atela. Without humanity's support, the annoying gender rules and the hatred of the superior races, it's her versus the three worlds on a quest to become a divine being. Tags: Medieval, female mc, magic, monsters, war, disunity, medieval, system, gods. **** Volume 2 Teaser (ongoing) "You really mustn't play around with knives, my dear." A voice came from behind, and her older brother stood at the doorway, addressing the little girl. "Young girls like you shouldn't be too keen on the sight of blood." The girl twisted the bloody knife she'd pulled from the slave's corpse, and a playful look dominated her face. "But, brother, it is ever so fun." The deep scarlet of the slave stained her black dress, and she painted her fingers along with it. "Well, look what you've done to the pretty dress I got you, Cabrera." Her brother scolded, fixing his sister with a hard stare.  "Even if you desire to play serial killer, please be mindful of what you wear. I wonder how you enjoy having human blood on your expensive clothes." Thinking of human filth made him shiver, and he grimaced shortly. "Okay brother. I shall change right after I'm done testing my new toy." She glanced over at the next doll in her collection, giving her a terrifying shark-like grin. After witnessing the torture of her twin brother, a grave tremor surpassed the slave at the corner, and her skin had gone ghostly like the carcass on the polished floor.  Her eyes brimmed with tears as she stared at her insane owner, then switched her gaze back to the lifeless boy who got a heavy dose of misfortune. Cabrera clutched the knife in her hands as if imagining slowly, agonisingly sinking it into the gut of the next slave in line. It felt so satisfying. Her brother sighed in defeat then turned to leave, "Before I go, I'll tell you why I stopped by. Uncle Marcellus wants you to attend home management classes again. You were suspended for two weeks, but you spent a month at home. Good luck explaining to the old man, " He waved then closed the door. His announcement unleashed her anger, and a threatening grin spread across her face like a wildfire. "Now I'm in a bad mood!" She slowly approached the slave while laughing, "I guess it's time for us to play." My spirity awards entry ^^ Have a nice time reading.

A college student finds herself trapped in a ghost related class with a teacher that's enthusiastic with the paranormal. searching about ghosts despite not believing in them made her realise one thing... She fell in love with somone that was practically dead.

A young girl survives a demon raid and becomes the last of her kind. She's taken to a different land where she experiences, sexism, discrimination, and hatred from the King and The people she eventually becomes Queen to. For every single thing she wants to do there are rules. For every single thing she'd like to say, there are punishments. She starts to wonder if she was really luck she survived the massacre. The hatred she faces is like wild fire and it leaves her feeling helpless and depressed. The King who was supposed to love and treasure her like he promised, ends up being the number one cause of her problems. The king remains a mystery to her, why he does things to hurt her, why he refuses to let her know his name, and why he'd sleep with another woman when she's available for each and everything he wants. She wonders how life would've been if she'd become the writer she'd always wanted to be when growing up. But being a Queen ended up being nothing like the fairy tales her mother told her but a real Nightmare. "Fragile like the petals that wrap around a bud or fragile like glass with cracks that have become my art? If I am the petals of my favorite flower, stems almost black, adorned with thorns with a pale yellow colour, I will fall like confetti into my own grave. If I am glass, once I shatter, with my shards scattered around renting the atmosphere with my sound, half of me will be swept away whilst my remains will pierce and stain the floor red. Despite the merciless hail and icy wind, if I am a flower, I will grow again. And when that time comes, I will release the gift of my bloom unto the world but if I am glass, once shattered, I can never be put in place again" - Amal Ryan

Meilin Yee Luan, a woman in her early twenties. She's sure she made the worst decision of her life. She married an irresponsible man and has to deal with the burden of living with him. Bao Luan, her husband. He's an arrogant drunk. He doesn't care about the fact that his wife Is working multiple 9-5 jobs just to make sure they live a comfortable life. She gets little time to herself and has to deal with his poor sexual desires and his rudeness. He drinks all day, he yells, he sits around doing nothing and he hits her without thinking twice. She wished she never met him in highschool, she wished she had listened to her friends back then when she was still a naïve teen. She wished she didn't accept that ring. She wished she ignored his good looks and went further to know who he really was. Her present condition almost leads her to the brink of suicide, but the little image of her mother each time she tries to take her life pops up in her head and she puts the knife away. Her situation didn't change. Day by day it worsened, the financial burdens increased when her husband left home for a long time and she has to deal with his debts all alone with no help. Her family cut ties with her and she was left alone to live with her husband. She wishes to apologize to them but as long as she's still his wife she can't go back. Her depression increased when she lost her jobs and she was struggling to get a better one but the good spots were all taken. She's forced to work as an elevator girl in a famous company and earns a medium salary. Her life was in for a change the day she was trapped in the elevator with a stranger. The CEO himself. Note image used as the cover is not mine. It's only used until someone volunteers to make me one suitable for my book. Credit goes to the original artist. Thank you important notice: I do not offer my readers 100% accuracy. I do not offer a 100% perfect book. If you're the sensitive type that has nothing else to do but insult books, you've come to the wrong place. But if you're a somewhat considerate person, you can read. Just don't be disrespectful to me. I have feelings. I'm not a bot writer, what I do offer you is a work written by a 100% human with flaws.