Kyvareth stood at the edge of the chamber, her arms folded gently as she watched Thron mingle with the priestesses. Her crimson robes caught the flickering light of the lanterns hanging along the tall stone columns, but she made no move to draw attention to herself. This was his moment. His introduction to the First Tower. And from the way he smiled—nervously, yet earnestly—as he responded to the priestesses' questions, she could tell he was trying.
Charlotte stared at her hands, both palms glowing with a soft, pulsing blue light that lit up the corners of her bedroom. The glow shimmered slightly, like liquid light dancing beneath her skin. She turned her hands slowly, studying the way it spilled across her knuckles and between her fingers, glowing brightest in the creases of her palms. A small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth—half disbelief, half awe.
Kerren sat quietly, nestled in the soft dip of Rowena's chest as her gentle breaths lifted and lowered him ever so slightly. The warmth of her skin, the steady beat of her heart beneath him—it was comforting, strange, and overwhelming all at once. He looked up.
Her massive blue eyes were staring down at him. Calm. Bright. Deep.
It started in my chest, then spread outward like soft lightning, zipping through every nerve ending in my massive body. My fingers twitched. My toes curled slightly, causing distant waves to ripple against unseen continents. My breath hitched. I wasn't even doing anything—just sitting there in the middle of an entire planet's ocean, trying not to break anything too important, and suddenly...
Faylina waded through the ocean with deliberate steps, each one slow and cautious, though even caution meant little when your legs towered like cliffs and your strides spanned miles.
The waves slapped against her steel shoes, massive, rolling swells that would've drowned ships with ease—yet to her, they were little more than chilly gusts of water brushing past her skin. She felt their resistance, sure. Like a child might feel a strong wind push against their body while walking through...
Braden when he was young use to hang out with his furry friends, it was time that he would always remember and yet good times don’t last forever, and now that Braden has grown up, he never expected to see his friends again especially not as rampaging Giants!
Last time we left off with the evil goddess having found your planet, her very presence causing a panic all around the planet but before the goddess can have her fun she sees a space craft flying towards her, now the only question is, is who is on this space craft?
did you accept the mission from the doctor Malvek and decide to confront the goddess,
Or
Did you refuse the doctors mission deciding to go and find your family, hoping that they are safe.
The simple Hand off job you were on has turned into a nightmare, and now you are being chased by a man with great power. Will your Gulliverian Guard be able to protect you, especially since you refuse to run away!
Conrad had barely taken ten steps off the shimmering platform before he realized something was wrong. The planet Io had chosen was beautiful
Conrad had barely taken ten steps off the shimmering platform before he realized something was wrong.
The planet Io had chosen was beautiful—at least from above. Floating islands drifted slowly overhead like lazy clouds, connected by elegant arching bridges of stone and light. The sky was streaked in hues of violet and teal, and the air had...
I pressed my back against the wall of her toe—this mountain of warm, trembling flesh—as chaos crashed down all around me. The rain hadn't le
I pressed my back against the wall of her toe—this mountain of warm, trembling flesh—as chaos crashed down all around me.
The rain hadn't let up. Each drop was a monstrous bomb, slamming into the slick tub floor with deafening force. The sound alone rattled my teeth. Each one that hit nearby sent up geysers of steaming water taller th...
Thron stayed quiet as Kyvareth carried him across the long stone bridge and into the towering structure ahead. The First Tower loomed larger the closer they got—less like a building and more like a mountain sculpted into halls and archways. Enormous carved doors stood open at the entrance, high enough for even the tallest of the priestesses to pass without ducking. As they crossed the threshold, a warm light washed over them, golden and soft, spilling from sconces mounted high along the wal...
The flickering light from the screen painted their faces in soft pulses of color—green, then red, then white. The old projector clattered from the corner of the room, cycling film through its stubborn reels. The room was dim, cozy, and smelled faintly of warm blankets and microwave popcorn.
Arabella curled up tighter beside him on the oversized couch, her knees pulled to her chest, her silken black pajamas brushing against his arm. Her wild white hair was a fluffy mess that stuck out ...
Rowena's cheeks hadn't cooled the entire walk to the kitchen. Every step echoed softly down the marble hallway, but it was the heat in her f
Rowena's cheeks hadn't cooled the entire walk to the kitchen.
Every step echoed softly down the marble hallway, but it was the heat in her face that distracted her more than anything. She kept her gaze down as she walked, hands clutched in front of her like she was trying to hide something from the guards—even though she was a princess, and...
I’ve been working on this comic for a while, it is a little different from the novel but not by a lot, so don’t think that one is better than the other, I don’t know if I’m going to do this for all of my novels but it was fun.
It’s also on Gumroad, I don’t know if I’m keeping this on the patreon just yet, so if you want to keep it the issues on Gumroad!
Why would you buy that issue you ask. because I’ve add a few issues for issu...
The sun was relentless. Even with Penelope's towering frame casting a generous shadow over me, the heat seeped into everything. My skin felt
The sun was relentless. Even with Penelope's towering frame casting a generous shadow over me, the heat seeped into everything. My skin felt like it was being slow-roasted, and every gust of wind was like a blast from a furnace.
"Hey," I called out, wiping sweat from my brow. "Think we could take a quick break?"
Right on the tip of my finger, no bigger than a speck of dust to anyone else, but to me? He was everything. My little soulbound. My other half. My tiny miracle. And he was standing there — brave or scared or both — staring up at me like I was the universe personified.
Cain could feel it—the warmth crawling up his limbs, the pulse of something raw and alive blooming from his core.
New Existence.
It was like flipping a switch and finding out your body had been holding back your whole life. His muscles weren't just stronger—they were sharper. Cleaner. Like a blade honed down to its purest edge. His mind felt more focused too, like the world had slowe...
You have made your decision, and have decided to stay and help you Gulliverian bodyguard but are you more of a hindrance than a help and will you gesture of good faith be accepted?
Flying through space has always been a kind of meditation for me. The silence between stars. The stretch of time folding softly beneath my b
Flying through space has always been a kind of meditation for me.
The silence between stars. The stretch of time folding softly beneath my body. Light-years peeled away like strands of silk as my form drifted, immeasurable and serene, through the dark.
