In the neon-drenched slums of Galvaris Prime, survival isn’t just a struggle—it’s an art. Sol, a resourceful young tech scavenger, has spent his life outsmarting gangsters, corrupt enforcers, and the ever-watchful eyes of the megacorporations that rule the city. But when a job goes wrong, he finds h...

Raine was never meant to walk away from the Arcanum’s test. He took it like everyone else, unaware that his magic was something forbidden—something hunted. When his power awakened, it wasn’t the flame of a Pyromancer or the steady control of an Earthen mage. It was void—a force that didn’t shape mag...

Scott was a player in his school's baseball team. He was a good player and a good student in school, but he was bullied constantly. Of course, he didn't just lay down and take it, he fought with them.  But the reality was cruel he was just one man against many. Every time, he gets jumped, bullied, a...

Jared Spurrier was minding his earthly business one cold, dark night, when he opened his eyes to find himself in a foreign land. The people there were strange and violent, and everyone seemed to only focus on power and strength. And magic. Jared will learn the hard way that everything is not as it s...

Azrath and his friends seek a better society for their home of Grin Hollow and they do not stint on the zombies. As every bit of their society is rocked by a necromancer that doesn't want to reclude, but evolve the world, the Crusade begins to hunt down Azrath. Righteousness and "zombie" get redefin...

I am the story collector, as the name suggests ,I collect stories...

Welcome to the Lore of Victor and Gloriana Graves. This is a bit of a departure from my normal stories and a departure from stories in general. It’s me writing about the lore of the story rather than the story itself. They say ‘show, don’t tell’ in writing circles, and I’ve decided to flip that on i...

A Soul Without a Path. A Song Without an End. Mark Bosco was never a man with a future—only a past filled with ghosts. In life, he walked the edge of existence, serving the dead as their executioner. Their vengeance was his mission, their justice his burden. But long before he lost his life, he lost...

Have you ever experienced a day so bad you just died? Tell me about it. There I was, this scrawny high schooler always on the receiving end of bullying, and then boom, I'm playing hero to this little kid about to be pancake city beneath some wheels. And here's the kicker—I take the hit instead. Talk...