tish cyrus and dominic purcell

In a world where emotions shape reality, warriors rise bearing the weight of their Sentiments — sorrow, wrath, hope, despair — each wielding power born from the human soul. Cyrus, a broken wanderer, carries the burden of Sorrow. His blade is not forged of steel, but of memory, grief, and loss. Where others burn with Wrath or stand tall with Pride, he staggers beneath a weight most would shatter under. But in sorrow lies endurance. In sorrow lies defiance. As wars between Sentiments erupt, Cyrus is drawn into a struggle far greater than himself. Against Wrath’s consuming fire, against Despair’s abyss, against the endless storm of human hearts — he must walk a path of pain, memory, and sacrifice. His journey is not one of triumph, but of remembrance. His name will not be sung as a conqueror, but whispered as one who bore what others could not. This is the tale of Cyrus, the Wanderer of Sorrow — a man fated to break, yet destined to be remembered.

Cyrus Jackson was supposed to be the crowned Alpha King when he was born. However, a devious plan was carried out on his first birthday, which killed thousands of werewolves and those thousands included his parents. When, Daniel Jackson, a kind man opened his door one rainy night, he wasn't expecting to be given the responsibility of taking care of a werewolf. Filled with compassion for the little creature, he decided to adopt him as his son. Everything was going well, of course, he didn't tell anyone except his wife about Cyrus' identity, the family was living in harmony until Daniel began to notice the bond between his only daughter and his adopted son. The couple were mates. Filled with dread, Daniel initially tried to separate the two countless times until he realized that he could not separate two soulmates. What happens when Aelia is kidnapped right when Cyrus now realizes who he actually is and why amongst his family members, it was only Aelia who caught the eyes of the kidnapper? Cyrus. All my life, I have been living like a normal human being. I thought I was his son so when I began to like my little sister, I thought it was wrong yet it felt right. Only for me to find out that I was not a human being to begin with. I was not his son and neither was she my little sister. I was a werewolf and she was my fated mate. Obviously, there was nothing he could do about it. I was going to make her my Queen and absolutely no one was going to stop me. Aelia. All my life, I used to think he was my elder brother. So when I began to crush on him, I thought it was wrong yet it felt right. Only for us to find out that he was not a human being, he was not my brother and he was my fated mate. He was a werewolf king. I was too happy to be terrified of him. I was going to marry him and there was absolutely nothing that was going to stop me. Setting: Ottawa - Ontario , Canada and Albany, New York. © Copyright 2025 by Juliana M. N. Honger. All rights reserved. This art piece is a work of pure imagination so it can be made into a film or documentary by the writer's knowledge and permission only. Other than that, no part of the novel is copied and therefore cannot be reproduced from any source without the author's permission. If there are any similarities with any other book, published or drafted, it is purely a coincidence. NOTE: Mature Content (strong language, violence and there might be mature scenes) therefore it is STRICTLY LIMITED TO MATURED READERS ONLY!!!

Cyrus Knight was that little hope she needed. Alexia Valkrie was what he needed to fight for. He was the Ruthless Alpha King, Cyrus Knight, raised back from the fire that burnt his entire being. She clawed her way into his lifeless soul that lived for revenge. After many years he came back to fight for his kind. A king will never go down until its his last dying breath. But she knew this war would never end until one finally wins. His body showed his fight, while mind corrupted of any feelings. "Everyone has a meaning to fight but what right to take another's life when they too fight to survive. "

Cyrus Tredecim is a lesser known demon who after leaving Hell and coming to Earth gets captured by Romans. For 255 years, he is held captive and mistreated before he vows to destroy his captors, and escape. ×'I vow, on the very power of Lucifer, that I will burn this place, and all these people in it to the ground....It is for my own vengeance and for the pleasure of the Prince of Hell, that I will fell a mighty human empire, and send their known world into chaos.' × Though he can seem brutal and bloodthirsty, our ML stresses not judging a book by its cover. He explains that not all demons are pure evil. Though some are, most are not. Just as it seems all hope for his original escape plan is lost, a good looking male Genie bound to an emerald colored perfume bottle comes into the picture and things get a whole lot more complicated... (Wink)

Once upon a time, the Golden Eagle of Rome and the Crimson Fire of Persia were at war once again as they had been for decades and centuries of their history. Sometimes, the Romans would advance and raise their banners up to the Persian Deserts, while other times, the Persian armies would leave a sea of destruction and despair until they reach the avenues of Constantinapole. This is a story of a warrior who had despaired that hope would not never arrive for his people and they would always remain, the savages of their time, unaware of the fact that after long last, light had penetrated the Lands of darkness known as Arabia. It follows Asim, a young Arab, who leaves his homeland to escape the barbarism there in search for peace and finds himself caught between a bloody war between two great powers of the world. He wanders further along in the throngs of darkness. He would suffer, and cause suffering to others. He would be protected and he would protect others. He would shiver from pain and cause pain to others. This is a translated work. Please support me for advance chapters on my Patreon Admirers_Quill. Current Schedule: 1 Chapter/day CHAPTER LENGTH: 1300-4000 WORDS GOAL SETTING: 200 POWER STONES FOR 1 ADDITIONAL CHAPTER.

This is a book I have been writing myself, it's an original of mine. Some events in the book are not suited for all audiences and are based off real events. Dominic is a young man who was born with a gift to interact with the other side. He awakes one morning from a terrible vision depicting the destruction of the town he lives in and sets off to try preventing the atrocities he witnessed. Follow along with Dominic as he goes on his adventure and see what happens. (Any feedback you guys can give would be greatly appreciated)

Após desmaiar durante uma luta em um campeonato, Liam se vê em um reino desconhecido, cercado por uma luz branca e uma voz enigmática que revela sua morte. Confrontado com a realidade de que se tornou uma piada no pós-morte, Liam se depara com um deus que lhe oferece uma segunda chance: a imortalidade em um mundo alternativo, antes do surgimento da humanidade. Com a promessa de um desejo e conhecimentos sobre sobrevivência e poderes místicos, Liam hesita, mas acaba aceitando a proposta. Agora, ele deve navegar por um multiverso repleto de perigos e criaturas fantásticas, determinado a se tornar o ser mais poderoso do universo e realizar o sonho de ser campeão, desta vez em uma nova vida.

''Shut up!'' I said with pure madness while I was feeling my blood boiling inside my veins. Also I was thankful for the rain which was covering my back. After all, I was sure they could not follow me now. I was smiling. ''Do not smile now, it is not the time.'' he said. But I knew this was the time I could laugh. ''Don't be scared. They cannot even see you. Mr.Ghost.'' I said while he was looking pretty upset.

Rick never expected to walk the polished hallways of St. Dominic High School, an elite institution for the wealthiest and smartest students. His spot there was the result of a tragic accident, which earned him a scholarship from the school. As a hardworking and quiet boy from humble beginnings, Rick struggles to find his place in a world where privilege and prestige are the norm. But St. Dominic isn’t as perfect as it seems. Beneath the façade of wealth and success, Rick discovers classmates with struggles just as real as his own—misfits navigating their way through the pressures of expectations, personal insecurities, and the universal search for belonging. Through friendships formed in unlikely places, first love, and the ups and downs of adolescence, Rick learns that no amount of privilege shields anyone from the complexities of life. Together, he and his friends confront societal issues, personal dreams, and the weight of failure, all while pushing the boundaries of what is expected within the walls of the prestigious school. The Misfits of St. Dominic High School is a poignant coming-of-age tale that delves into the real-life struggles of youth. It’s a story of resilience, friendship, ambition, and the bittersweet moments that define the journey from adolescence to adulthood.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!