What would you do , if the world you live in is taken from you ? What happens when the reality you always knew is shattered and what you know must face and live in something much more terrifying ? Neel , A 19 year old must face these circumstances and find the answers of this new strange world.
Author's note: Starry Resonance will be uploaded here once more. Find the latest status updates at https://www.patreon.com/Ivallen Disclaimer: Each chapter is at the very least 12,000 words long. This translates to what is usually around 6 chapters on most stories here. It also means that the upload speed will be slower than most, but know that you are getting a huge chunk of content in one go. That's still only from 6 to 12 chapters a month, but I also go for quality over quantity, so I hope you can all see that reflected in my work. Synopsys: Yvain grew up in a xenophobic society ignorant of the world outside its walls. Its inhabitants blind to starlight and willfully hateful toward the beast races. He refused to be like them. He refused to remain on such a small stage. For such a reason was Draconian's Tavern created. He would travel with his companions outside of Empryon and just maybe find some direction in his life.
A ghost that follows Ayen around and cries on her shoulder and if she get sad it gets angry and turns into a ghostly voice that spooks people. Let's witness a crazy love saga unfold between Ayen and Darius filled with loads of action, drama, unseen twists and turns and off course a whole lot of romance.
"So this is the sinner!" said the person who should has be called my husband with a cold tone. well I didn't have any right to talk back either. ... My parents abandoned me when I was a baby and I was raised by a nun. I didn't said that my life is hell because everything was peaceful. until.... "AS A SINNER..!!!" I was called a sinner in high society because of my parents previous deed. I suddenly get adopt by a noble and raised strictly to the point I want to dead. I get married, everyone hated me, get frame .... nahh... everything is just troublesome. ..... ..... This empire will gets a disaster! I know I shouldn't be with them but this is the last thing I will make. "And I will no regrets it!"
This Is Not My Home is a true story written by an author who goes by the name Yitro, subtitled the secret society (CULT) telling the story of a boy who spent most of his life searching for answers everyone seems to be hiding from him, answers that holds the key to the truth that will uncover the pathway to his birthright and the importance of him being. Answers that will give him a sense of purpose. A truth that will uncover a forgotten society/group of people cosumed be the evil the worship. Evil that will haunt them for generations to come. A group of people devoted their lives to concealing the truth to the origin and identity of this young man and themselves leading him to a quest for answers that will disclose their identity causing them to go on the run again or maybe even end them for good.
Love is really a strange feeling. Love has no explanation. Love is an undefined feeling. The feeling that makes the heart suddenly go crazy for someone. Nishat may have fallen in love with an unknown person An unknown someone...whom he had never seen till date. Only the unknown gifts given by him remain with him. He loves Nishat who is going crazy day by day. "Does he know that Nishat has fallen in love with him without his knowledge"? "What is madness to Nishat is love to him"!! Why the man is not revealing himself to her is still unknown to Nishat. Years passed like this, loving an unknown person.... Nishat was doing quite well. Trouble happened that day. The day his younger sister Ishita screams, calls everyone and shows something strange. That day was like any other day. The morning was like all mornings. The only difference was the feeling. A feeling that Nishat never felt before. She felt that unknown feeling that day!! The day the unsolicited air parcel came to her...!! Also the love story of three pieces of life will unfold in my novel.....!
Listen, we are angry. We are very angry with you. You are very compelled. You are not very busy. You are not busy. How annoying it is that when we leave this world, you will come to meet us, we will tell you that we are also very compelled, we are also very busy, we are also busy, how many cannons we will not even open our eyes to you Will speak
In this world, we experience our unique life. We are the protagonist of our own story as they say. However, we are not alone we have the supporting characters and even passersby in our story. Of course, we can also have the other lead in our story. The one special person that completes us. This is my story and the love that I stumbled upon.
Good night mommy, harry said. Can you please turn off the light Yeah sure lovely. Sweet dreams. She replied. But... Yes mom You keep in mind what i have told you. Ok mom! I have already told you. I am done with all. I'll not wake up. Good my son, she replied Oh shit! I forget to pee... i should control it till tomorrow morning,he thought. And the pressure over me, this 2 o clock night. Should i go to washroom or not? Mum has forbidden me not stand up from bed till dawn. But i can't sleep (annoyed) Lets make a try..Good night harry" he said to himself. He stood up with a fear in his eyes' heart beating so fast. I can't control anymore. He went to washroom and after he had come he realized nothing had happened. But why his mother made him not wake up in night,he His pupil fully dilated in dark..he sat, and thought, "i think its something under my be while covering himself with blanket and shivering in cold night. Now i am feeling relaxed, he thought with the closed eyes laying on bed. Whisper... His pupil fully dilated in dark..he sat, and thought, "i think its something under my bed." His cold body suddenly got warm, he inverted his body while sitting on bed. Anyone's here, he murmured. (No reply) He waited for a couple of second and immediately laid down. Again something with clear words whispering in his ears, this time he can very hear them. "My sweetie pie" He inverted abruptly while laying, who's there? There was nothing but a toothpick holder under bed. He made a try to pick it up and caught it. It was an old fashion holder mostly found in a theme resturants. He cleaned it up with the corner of his blanket then suddenly his eyes constricted with the brightened flash... something very big appeared and he got fainted. .......... "How's you now boy" He opened his eyes slowly and found himself in a general ward of hospital where people were walking all around. Where is my mother, he asked to the doctor She is on the counter paying your dues. Don't worry she'll be here in a minute' he replied. And went. He stood up and went to the counter. My babe, why didn't you rest there. Her mother replied. Your remainings, miss polly cash holder said. Thanks and mother and son went home. Why did you pick up harry? She asked. Mum... Mum i felt someone said me my sweetie pie, so i.... he replied. I said not to wake up till dawn. But it was urgent.. he countered Anyways. Now take some rest, she said. But mommy... What my son But what's the matter. I want to know. Everytime i asked, you change the topic. He said. Make a space for me Yeah sure. Mommy She sat by his side and said, you are of 12 now. Yeah mommy... And you have many questions in your mind, she said Exactly mum. Remember you havn't replied to my one more important question. I know, she said. That toothpick.. he cut in between yesterday night... she said yes now let me continue first That holder has a very strong connection to your father's identity. He belonged to a zombie family. You mean he was a zombie? He said No he was not but one of his four brothers got married to a zombie girl which made whole family a zombie family... But what happened to my dad? He also became a zombie. No he didn't, she replied Then? He sacrified himself for his family. You grandfather had a resturant from where this holder is derived from. Oh ok... next, he replied. This holder has something a soul of your father while fighting fir his family that's why i didn't throw it away because i knew it when you grew up, i might have nothing to answer your question but this... Ok but what will we do with it? He replied. Keep it under your bed so you will have his company and soul. Ok mom.....
Experience eight different POVS of people. Four men, four women, all died during a mysterious moon. They are all revived, left confused and wondering how to survive in a new world they were sent to. Each they thrives and work together to find out how to get back home. Disclaimer- I am not the best writer, so keep negative comments at bay or give positive feedback.