Panic, horror, fear, despair. When we are faced with the unknown, all these sensations are mixed inside us and many times we find ourselves with no way out. If you think it's no longer possible to have all sensations in a single night, or in a single minute, wait until you read these tales with spirits, demons, poltergeists, serial killers and even mysterious rooms. If you like the unknown, what goes beyond imagination, I invite you to read these stories. So turn off the lights, lock the door and make sure you're home alone, and then go ahead.

While I still haven't matured enough in this love, in this my first love, I leave you these bucolic and honest words. (gift poem

Yi Jie was the genius of the Yi clan until he lost everything and became the fallen one. When an ambush and a beast attack leave him on the brink of death, a golden mark awakens on his forehead and an ancient seed pulses in his chest. Power, however, has a cruel price. Between a council that fears him, rival clans, some secrets, and a vast world to explore. Yi Jie must learn to control what awakens within him before it consumes him and before those around him decide what to do with him. A story about pain, memory, and the struggle not to forget who you are.

In the beginning of all things, before time was counted, the Void shaped the two fundamental forces of Erion: the Light of Nazari and the Shadow of Apolion. Decreed never to coexist in a single being, these forces collapsed when envy corrupted the darkness, spawning monsters and the Seven Deadly Sins. Eras later, when the fabric of the world threatens to give way, Elrick appears: a young man forged in pain and the assassin arts who breaks the most primordial rule of the cosmos. Mastering the four natural elements and uniting Light and Shadow, he discovers that his draconic blood and his destiny are intertwined with the supreme force of Creation: the legendary Seventh Element, the Void.

Rafael CarnielliNuevo Autor

There is a kind of silence that weighs more than any war cry. It is the silence of the gap between the oaks across the frozen ground, the steam of a soup shared only with longing and the constant fear of waiting for someone who may never return. In Patavium, Aemilia became the lady of a home haunted by uncertainty. Torn between the relentless responsibility of governing the land and the intimate torment of not knowing her husband's fate, she refuses to succumb to despair. To protect the property and those who depend on it, Aemilia will have to find strength where only solitude remains, proving that dignity and love can be shields as sturdy as iron.

AnonimamenteNuevo Autor

Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again. Helena is in no hurry, nor is she afraid, and she does not let herself be swayed by pretty words. But every rose has its thorn. When two such different presences cross her path, she will discover that it is not possible to keep everything under control at all times. One calms, the other sets ablaze. One is shelter, the other is storm. For even the gentlest calm holds a flame, and within the storm itself there is already a harbinger of tranquility - each heart carries within itself both the flame and the breeze that can extinguish it. Be careful not to lose yourself. The labyrinth is yours, and only you will find the way out.