When the ancient continent of Olarin begins to fracture both literally and politically, one reluctant cartographer, a desert thief with a cursed heart, and a banished sky-captain must unite in a quest that defies time, treachery, and the gods themselves. Driven by a map that changes its paths with the stars, their journey crosses sunken kingdoms, living forests, and the forgotten city beneath the sea. But Olarin hides secrets deeper than history. As their loyalty is tested and their souls haunted by past sins, the trio must decide: Will they ignite the last ember of hope... or will the flame die, forever lost in the ashes of war?
In the shadow of the Crater City of Selvarin, nestled beneath blackened cliffs and wind-swept towers, the Royal Cartographer's Guild had fallen into silence. Once, it had been a place of booming knowledge charts drawn by flame-light and lore whispered between marble shelves. Now, the scent of old ink and ash clung to the air like rot.
Kaelen Ardros sat hunched at a crooked desk, his fingers smudged with charcoal and dried wax. His once-blue tunic was now dulled with soot and sweat. He was not meant for adventure, not bred for sword or sky. But the map he was restoring... it pulsed beneath his fingertips. Literally.
Each time he blinked, a new route etched itself into the parchment, veering from the ones he had carefully traced hours earlier. Mountains shifted. Rivers bent. A city that did not exist yesterday now blinked into place half-submerged, its spires bent like iron reeds.
He should have taken it to the High Guild. Should have handed it over. But something in him some ember from childhood tales, told him this was no ordinary relic. This map... it was alive.
A soft knock broke his trance.
"Kaelen?" came the voice, soft and hurried. "They're burning the Guild."
It was Isha. She wasn't supposed to be back in Selvarin. Not since the bounty on her head had tripled. She stood in the doorway like a mirage-leather-cloaked, amber-eyed, with a dagger strapped beneath her belt and sand in her boots.
Kaelen swallowed. "What do you mean, burning?"
"They found out," she said. "About the map. About you."
Before he could answer, the stone wall behind his desk shuddered. A loud crash echoed as firelight flared through the hallway.
The map flickered again-its ink glowing golden-and Kaelen knew: he couldn't run from this. He had to follow it.
Together.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"