Novels by Ikstrordinari

That very morning, Ashenmore and Netheridge went to war.The battlefield was a cacophony of chaos. Spells lit the gray skies with flashes of brilliant colour, the arcane energy sizzled and hissed, sending shockwaves rippling through the snow-covered ground. The clash of steel and bone was deafening as swords met claws and shields, splinters flying as they struggled to withstand the monstrous strength of one another.The once-pristine snow was now a canvas of war, painted in streaks of vivid crimson and dark ichor. The air was thick with the metallic tang of blood, the acrid stench of burning flesh, and the bitter chill of winter.Rose's army fought desperately, their voices ringing out as they unleashed torrents of fire, ice, and lightning. Opposite them, the undead surged forward relentlessly, like a tide of rotting flesh.Her forces pushed hard, their coordinated spells destroying a few undead soldiers but as soon as the undead fell, they began to regenerate, bones snapping back int

In the stillness of the night, the Nethridge castle grounds were eerily silent. Only a faint crackle of static electricity in the air could be heard in the garden. Suddenly, a space within the garden split open with a crack, a jagged tear forming in the fabric of reality itself. Lightning leapt from the fissure, streaking across the darkness like veins of molten silver. The rift widened, until it stood as tall as a grown man, its edges rippling like disturbed water with streaks of lightenin around it.From within the space, a figure emerged. Cloaked in robes as dark as midnight, every inch of the being was concealed except for its hands. The exposed fingers were blackened, the colour of charred wood, and thin, writhing lines coiled and twisted beneath the translucent skin, like snakes moving around.The portal snapped shut after the figure stepped out. The lush grass beneath its feet turned brittle and brown, the vibrant flowers shriveling and collapsing into ash. With every step he t

Zedekiel froze, the words echoing in his mind like a deafening roar. He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think.Pregnant? Ron was pregnant?His violet eyes widened in disbelief. “B-But how is that even possible?” he asked. “You’re telling me that Ron is not only fighting for his soul but also carrying my child?”"Uh...children, Your Majesty." Cordin corrected hesitantly. "Prince Ron is pregnant with not just one child Your Majesty, but… four.”The mirror trembled in Zedekiel’s hand as he staggered backward, but Ludiciel instinctively reached out, steadying his brother.“Are you sure about this, Cordin?” Ludiciel asked, unable to believe what he was hearing too.“I swear on the Earth Spirit, Your Highness,” Cordin said earnestly. “The royal physician sensed four distinct breaths. Prince Ron is pregnant with quadruplets.”Zedekiel’s knees buckled. “I-I need to sit down,” he muttered, unable to comprehend the news.Ludiciel guided him to a nearby stone bench in the moonlit garden. He sank onto

The moonlight bathed the castle gardens in a soft silver glow, illuminating the vibrant flowers and neatly trimmed hedges. Zedekiel and Ludiciel strolled along the cobblestone path, the quiet hum of nature surrounded them.“How are you holding up?” Prince Ludiciel asked gently, breaking the silence.Zedekiel glanced at his brother, understanding the true intent behind the question. Prince Ludiciel wasn’t asking about his health. He was asking about Ron.“Bad,” Zedekiel admitted sighing heavily. “I can’t concentrate much on anything because he’s all I can think of. I keep thinking about what he's doing, how he's doing, whether he's eating or sleeping well. What I worry about the most is if he's at peace being sealed within his own body or if he's being tormented and if whoever possessed him is treating his body like the treasure it is."He came to a stop before a bush of wild roses swaying gently in the night wind. They reminded him of Prince Ron's soft curls which he loved to touch. H

Her teeth clenched, rivulets of sweat running down her face and back as she absorbed Zedekiel’s pain until she couldn't anymore and spat out a mouthful of blood, stumbling backwards."Mother!" Elliot panicked, rushing towards her.Thankfully, she was caught in time by Sera who gently lowered her unto a nearby chair. "Are you okay?"Elliot held his mother's hands, worried. Sometimes she transfers more pain that she can handle unto herself. "Mother, are you okay?" He asked. "Can you hear us?""Oh my God," She gasped, shuddering as she stared at Zedekiel in disbelief. "how can you deal with all of that pain? I took only a fraction away, but I feel like I’m being melted from the inside out. How can you even walk? Or talk?"Everyone gazed at Zedekiel, shocked. They hadn't thought that he was carrying so much pain and he never said anything.“I only need to think about my little husband." Zedekiel said softly, his voice tinged with sadness as he thought about Ron. "I imagine the kind of pai

Alaric cried because of him. And then the despair and loathing in Alaric’s voice broke his heart.Zedekiel was right. Despite what happened years ago, his feelings for Alaric never diminished. They were just covered by hate and anger.When they finally broke apart, gasping for air, Talon pressed their foreheads together, his ragged breaths brushing against Alaric’s face. His crimson eyes burned with a mix of fury and pure possessiveness that sent a shiver through Alaric’s body.“You—” Alaric started, but his voice faltered when he saw the raw emotion in Talon’s gaze. He was confused. He had said all those things to push Talon away, to make him hate him. Yet here they were, locked in this breathless moment. It made him wonder if Talon had heard his conversation with Lyca from the beginning.Finally, after some seconds, Talon pulled away, his hand dropping from Alaric’s neck.“You say such fucking hateful words but whenever I look into your eyes, all I see is a longing so deep you canno

Mr Igarashi was enraged. "What do you think you're doing, Ryuho?". He tried to remove his hand but Ryu just held it tighter."You can't kill him father" he answered and the hope that had been been extinguished in me was ignited once again.Tears of joy ran down my face. Ryu stopped him. Ryu stopped him!Does this mean Ryu couldn't bear to see me dead? Does this mean he had even a sliver of feelings for me? Does this mean we still had a chance?"Ryuho, what are you doing?" Tobio asked as he stepped up. "Let go""Oh you shut up" Kaito snapped, pulling Tobio back. Tobio tried to break free but Yasu grabbed him by the collar and held him in place."Stay here like a good boy" he said, patting Tobio's hair. "Do not interfere between father and son""Let go of me this instant!" Mr Igarashi commanded, trying but failing to free himself. "What the fuck has gotten into you? Don't tell me his little speech has softened you. Or have you developed some kind of feelings for him?"My hope burned br

At my question, Mr Igarashi finally released me then stood straight. He stayed there until he slowed his breathing and schooled his expression. "What do I want from you?" he asked then laughed. He raised a hand then patted my hair. "Ah, I want so many things from you Aito. I want to see you in pain. On one hand, I just want to fucking kill you right now and on the other, I want to torture you till you beg for death. I want you to suffer like my daughter suffered""No! Aito has suffered enough!" Yua wailed. "D-Don't hurt him anymore! I-It wasn't him. It was us. It was Sakura and I that hurt her the most out of jealousy. Aito even tried to protect her. He-""Silence!" Mr Igarashi snapped and she immediately shut her mouth. "You think he's the only one I'm going to punish? I'm coming for you sweetheart. Don't worry" Yua visibly paled as she shrunk back, as if her presence would be hidden from him by doing that."You know, that friend of yours, Sakura, is very lucky" he said, meeting my

To say I was shocked would be an understatement. That sudden information slapped the life out of me. I was frozen still and I couldn't even breath. The entire room was deathly still and felt like air didn't even exist. My ears were muffled by the erratic beating of my own heart. It was so fast and so painful that I wanted to pass out.Mr Igarashi... is... Aera's father?..."So you see," Mr Igarashi continued, like he hadn't just dropped a bomb. I don't know if it was due to my pounding heartbeat that flooded my ears but his voice sounded far away and a bit distorted. "It isn't just Ryuho who wants revenge for what you did to his parents. I also want revenge for what you did to my daughter!""H-How can it be?" Toshiro stuttered. The fear in his voice was evident. "H-How can you be her father?"Mr Igarashi chuckled lowly. "Due to issues you don't need to know, we got divorced and although I loved my daughter immensely, I let my ex-wife get the custody. They both left me and settled do

"Stop using him!" my dad gritted. "We all know that he's not really your son!"Wait what? I looked at Ryu but he was glaring at my parents. I glanced at everyone just to see that only Yua and I were shocked.Tobio, Yasu, Kaito, Toshiro, my mum and dad all seemed normal. Like they knew about it already. Wait, were Yasu and Kaito in on this too? Were they pretending to be on my side?Mr Igarashi looked amused. "Oh really? And how do you know that I'm not his real father?""Because I knew his real father. He looks nothing like you but looks exactly like Mr Gotou!""Then why is he calling me his father? Where is Mr Gotou?""He-" Dad began but stopped abruptly then went silent. He lowered his head and refused to speak."He what, Dad?" I asked. I wanted to know. I was tired of all the secrets. "I want to know everything. What are you all hiding?""Will you tell him or should I?" Mr Igarashi asked.Dad glared at him but still refused to speak. If Mr Igarashi wasn't Ryu's real father, it on

My eyes widened in shock. He'll be mine? Ryu will be mine? Could he really do that? I gazed at him questionably for I couldn't believe it. Still, it didn't stop my heart from fluttering. "A-Are you serious?""Aito!" Toshiro snapped. "Are you fucking serious right now? He's lying to you. Don't fall for it!""I give you my word Aito" Mr Igarashi said. "I never go back on my word""What do you want?" I asked. I could already see the future. To be with Ryu..."Aito!" Dad roared. "Aito stop this!""Aito, listen to your dad" Yua said. "Don't betray us like this""What do you want?" I asked again, pretending like I couldn't hear them.For the first time, Mr Igarashi gave a genuine smile. "All I need is the passcode to their study and I want you to open the laptops inside. I'm sure you know the passcodes too"I nodded. "I know everything"My dad, Toshiro and Yua started to shout, trying to convince me not to agree. Not to listen.But I wanted Ryu. I deeply love Ryu. After everything, how co

Those words were like sharp knives, slashing open my heart. Tears poured down my cheeks like a waterfall. I felt utterly humiliated and worthless. "Ryu...""Don't say my name" he snapped. "You don't deserve to say it""You fucker!" Toshiro shouted, twisting and turning on the floor, trying to untie himself. "What kind of person are you! Leave Aito alone and come fight me. I'll beat the shit out of you! I'll make you pay for this!""Shut up!" Tobio snapped, sending a kick to Toshiro's gut. "Shut the fuck up!"Toshiro coughed, scrunching his face in pain. Still, he didn't give up. "Cowards! You two are fucking cowards!"I felt so disappointed and ashamed of myself. Toshiro had told me so many times. Even Dr Desai too. But I refused to listen to any of them. I defended Ryu fiercely. In my heart, I believed I was loved by him. I believed I was his priority.And now... I chuckled. My pathetic situation was even funny to me now. I started to laugh, drawing their attention but I didn't care.