The lord of the Under Realm decides to bet with the Overlord of the Celestial Realm about a mere mortal who has committed crimes that must face consequences. The bet? Who can turn the mortal to their side first. In the guise of aiding Halen Avder, Lucilius―lord of the Under Realm, tasks the mortal to do his biddings to pay for Halen's previous sins. On the other hand, Velanten, one of the Overlord's Angels, challenges Halen to repent from his sins, showing him ways to do good. As the challenges blend together, Halen soon battles between good and evil―right and wrong, stuck with a Devil and Angel on his shoulder. Which side will he turn to? Or will he be consumed by his own human instincts? #ONC2026 > Cover by @nadzzsam

A blend of erotic horror and a cyberpunk(-ish) dark satire. 5 minutes into the dystopian future, two women down on their luck go on a double date to a very special restaurant. They meet rich guys holding secrets, food that manages to be sassy without saying a word, and a chef who tries to save humans from being replaced by turning them into a commodity. They learn a lot about their society, and even more about themselves. And for one of them, there's no going back. It's a story revolving around cannibalism, but it's not as bad as it sounds -- nobody dies here. What would be the point of putting someone through a transformative experience if there was no one to remember how it felt afterwards? ----------- If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/user/paleverse . Thank you.

SEQUEL TO THE BRIGHT ROOM ----- A murdered elder. A conspiracy among the local underground authorities. Malformed foundlings scattered in the desert. An ancient vampire friend somehow connected to it all. That's too much to handle even for Randy, a famously efficient vampire fixer, even with all the surprises he hides under his old-school duster. But his new partner, Clara, a world-weary executive assigned to watch over him, might be more trouble than help, especially with the tension between them that somehow even co-feeding cannot ease. Meanwhile, vampire hunter Gareth and whatever-the-hell-she-is-now Samantha try to navigate their new... business relationship, with all its emotional complexity (you've read my previous novel, right?), while Sam's mysterious powers develop, her sins come back to haunt her, and her best friend Cassie is still missing. To find her, they need to turn every stone the vampires hide under. But turning every stone is very much against the rules of vampiric society that Randy and Clara are defending. Will they be able to figure out they are all solving the same mystery, before something irreversible happens? And if they do, will they fix the underground world... or turn it into ash? This is another of my nesting dolls -- this time, an erotic horror/dark romance hides inside a mystery novel inside an urban fantasy. Seems simpler than the last one? Well, no luck, the existential dread is still there. If you're here from the prequel, to check what happened after the epilogue, this part starts in chapter 3. Melting. This is a work in progress, and a lot can still change. It's mature -- though, for now, not as hard on the reader as the previous book... yet the cogs in my head are spinning fast to fix that in the future. How kinky can a blood farm get? I am not sure yet, but it will be so much fun to find out. TEMPORARILY ON HOLD -- BE BACK IN A FEW WEEKS.

A deconstruction of dark romance set within a psychological thriller, wrapped in an erotic horror story, inside an urban fantasy setting, infused with sci-fi elements, and sprinkled with plenty of nerdiness. I can't guarantee you'll like it, but you definitely haven't read anything like it before. Fair warning - the erotic horror elements are pretty hard. ------ Samantha is ambitious, determined, and strong - a habitual overachiever. But happy? Never. She returns to her hometown and her old best friend, hoping for a weekend of respite, perhaps even a fresh start. Instead, she finds herself thrown into mortal danger, left hovering one breath from death. But survival is only the beginning. Saved by a man whose intentions are anything but clear, Samantha undergoes a procedure far worse than dying, losing herself, layer by agonizing layer. She awakens in the Bright Room reborn - a mystery, both to her captor and herself. To reclaim her life, she must confront impossible questions. Is freedom worth becoming a monster? Can she exact vengeance on the one who saved her? And does she truly want to? For you if you love: Strong, complex women who never back down; moral ambiguity; intense psychological drama; power struggles; trauma explored deeply; twisted relationships that make typical love/hate dynamics look tame. Not for you if: You're young or easily triggered - this story doesn't look away when bad things happen. Note: the cover is temporary, working on a proper one (though similar). ----------- If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe, form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/user/paleverse . Thank you.

Volume 1 of CANAISIS ∞ The Last Living Ship trilogy (Chronicles of Canaisis 1) Can a ship, born to sail the ocean of stars to ensure Humankind's survival, save her Captain from the void within his own heart? ∞ ∞ ∞ Canaisis is the last of her kind, a Living Ship forged with Mankind's most advanced technology and artificial intelligence. Together with her Captain, she sails the cold, dark void between stars at multiple times the speed of light-to ensure Humanity's survival. As Canaisis agrees to carry a corporation's entire personelle to their new colony planet, Captain Gareth Levant finds his solitude interrupted by a new culture and a woman whose Gift threatens to unlock the pain caged within his heart. A pain he's carried since before the day he first launched... centuries ago. As if that is not enough, something about Earth's Citizens sanctioning the corporation's relocation rings falsely with undertones that has Captain Levant on edge. He will do anything to keep his ship and passengers safe. Captain Levant loves his ship, as any good captain does since the beginning of time-whether with wind, sail and ocean waves as in the days of old, or in the vast depths of space. But if Canaisis were able to return that love, could it burn bright enough to light the way through the void within the Captain's own heart? Or does it require the Gift of human touch? ∞ ∞ ∞ By @kemorgan65 and @RavenRock2112 ∞ ∞ ∞ A prequel to the pre-story of #ShadowOfThePastTrilogy ∞ The Displaced. ∞ ∞ ∞ SEQUELS: Canaisis ∞ A Captain's Journey Canaisis ∞ A Shard Of Code ∞ ∞ ∞ REVIEW by @Ray_Of_Sunshine9 "...loved the overall themes within the story, and what it meant for me as a person - a mission of delivering hope and finding a new home. ... Engineering, technology...some very detailed information, ...it's done in a way that makes it easy for me to digest...accessible and patient, which I appreciate."

❝Seek and you shall find; come forth and shine.❞ ㄑ﹒Falcate: Mini Awards presented by The Chrysalis Realm has arrived! With very limited categories and limited slots, fill the form soon! Join a celebration of rebirth and renewed life by showcasing yourself! This is your moment to shine. For more information, read the opening (and all) chapters! May the best ones win! ⤷ Status: Forms are CLOSED & Judging has ENDED! RESULTS are out. Tentative Schedule: - Forms: Till October 31st. ✅ - Judging: November 1st - December 31st. ✅ - Results: First 2 weeks of January. ✅ - Rewards: Last 2 weeks of January. ☑️ .ᐟ Graphics Credit: @-krishvpuffs_ .ᐟ Credits: @-Chrysalis_Realm. .ᐟ Host: @dead_poet_7. .ᐟ Co-Host: @KimIcy_03. NOT AFFILIATED WITH WATTPAD OR DISCORD.

Explore the desire for peace in the lenses of a man in perpetual madness and truth. A Myriad of Toeless Women is an allegorical depiction that questions the meaning of human worth. Credits: ME. All written work is done by me. Do not steal this. This will not be published on any other platform.

She calls it 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. He calls it 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕... But what if they're both right? Alexandria is sunshine in heels―warm, chaotic, and a rush of adrenaline no matter the time. Neil is the human equivalent of a locked office door and a "Do Not Disturb" sign. He might as well be a Greek sculpture―stone-cold, all muscles, and a sharp jaw. When she finds her long-time boyfriend cheating, she does what any sane woman would do: cry, sulk, dump his cheating ass... and kiss the first man she sees mid-rant. Unfortunately, that man is none other than Mr. Habit-Over-Heart himself―Neil Hughes, the guy who loathes her. She thinks he's emotionally constipated. He thinks she's a walking impulse. And her company's new campaign requires them to work together closely in Paris, the city of love. Can a hopeless romantic fall for a man who claims love is just a habit in disguise―controlled, contained, and changed when convenient? 𝑶𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒃𝒆𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆?

❝𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.❞ 𝘈𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭'𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘺. 𝘡𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯'𝘴. 𝘏𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳.𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥 𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥. 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘺. Solène Marceau thought love would save her. Instead, it swallowed her whole. Ansel Laurent doesn't love―he consumes. His touch... a burn. His words... a leash. His presence... a suffocation. His love... a slow and painful death. She should have run the first time his grip tightened, the first time his whispered words curled around her throat like a promise of things to come. But she didn't. And now, he won't let her go. Zavien Amato was supposed to be her escape... his unrequited love fueling his desire to protect her, the one person who saw the girl beneath the wreckage, the one who would tear the world apart to pull her from the fire. But Ansel isn't just the fire―he is the burning. And if Solène dares to run, if she dares to reach for a life without him, he will drag her back into the dark with bloody hands and a smile. She is his. And... If he can't have her... no one can.