Faded Wraith Oblivion Novels & Stories

This someone has been forgetten back then, this someone destroyed me before. But today, he will dominate me again, hunt me and become his obsession this time. In Vlaze Kingdom, I am the Vampire's Obsession. NOTE: This story is a work of fiction. Names, Places, Incidents are only imagination of Author. Any resemble real names, places, co-events and locals are just coincidental. Thank you! God bless! Ps: plagiarism is a crime

My parents had been killed by Goblins and some of our fellow fairies were killed by werewolfs. We called our home as Enlaja where all kinds of fairies are there. The fairies have 3 kinds. The mosega are the ones who looks like a monsters but they are still considered as fairies and one of us. They have the ability to transform thereselves in trees, birds, or anything in the forest. The pixies are the ones who look like tinkerbel. They are tiny and cute that literally a fairies and they have the ability to make poison. They are the fairies who maintain the beauty of nature and cater the fairies who are sick. And Lore are the fairies who looks like a human and I am one of them. We have the abi

I started walking slowly, trying my best not to pass out. " Just a little bit more Ara, hold on for a bit. ", I mumbled to myself I dragged myself to the river as I felt my body was slowly going to collapse. My vision started to blur, my eyelids getting heavy, my head spinning crazily, I couldn't feel my body any longer. Am I dying ? I totally lost myself and my body dropped to the ground, I could feel the cold water hitting my skin, all the noises in the background slowly fading away.

I never cried when my classmates bullied me, I never cried, not even when someone spat my dark secret in my face. But today my tears are now where to stop. I failed. I failed to protect my Winter. How can I be so stupid? I should've doubled her security. I should have come to her before and ask her forgiveness, but I'm a fool. A fool to leave Winter after that night.

And somewhere beyond the veil, Zadkiel’s broken voice whispered in the void, trembling with both rage and fear: “If the Seven rise again… Na'ara's rebirth would not be possible, Luna where are you?” The battlefield lay quiet. Smoke drifted through the ruins of Green Fall Pack; the wraiths had dissolved, their screams nothing more than whispers fading into the corrupted ether. Zadkiel’s light had vanished beyond the clouds, retreating through a tear in the sky, defeated, but not destroyed. Lucifer stood in the center, his wings retracting slowly as the red glow dimmed from his eyes. Beside him, Allistair exhaled a long breath, the golden sigils across his skin fading into faint shimmer.

Raven’s grip on her blade tightened, her eyes flickering, Shadow wavering between rage and grief. The Wraith’s shadows rose like a tide, surging toward her. Raven lifted her blade, Shadow responding, clashing against the darkness, the force of it sending shockwaves through the snow. She screamed, the sound tearing from her as Shadow and storm fought to hold the darkness back. In the chaos, The Wraith leaned in, his whisper a blade to her heart: “You will join me, or you will die.” The shadows swallowed them, the world vanishing into darkness.

“Did you hear that?” Torren’s daggers were already in his hands, his eyes darting to the shadows. “Yeah. And it’s not the wind.” The whispers grew louder, a chorus of voices speaking in a tongue long forgotten. From the cavern’s depths, shapes began to emerge—ethereal, translucent figures, their forms flickering like dying flames. Their eyes were hollow sockets, their mouths open in silent screams. “Wraiths,” Elara breathed, her voice trembling. “Spirits bound to the prophecy. They’re drawn to the fragments.”

The silver light burned brighter, swallowing the darkness. With one final, ear-splitting scream, the wraithborn collapsed into itself, consumed by the very shadows that had created it. Its body disintegrated into a cloud of black mist, leaving nothing but silence in its wake. Olivia staggered, her breathing ragged. Her vision blurred at the edges, exhaustion weighing down her limbs. She had won. But it wasn’t over. Amelia’s slow clap echoed through the clearing. “Impressive,” she said, her expression unreadable. “I underestimated you.”

I curled up in a corner, praying for some warmth. This place used to store frozen seafood. Now, it was just empty shelves and icy air. I stacked the shelves around me, a futile attempt to block the cold. It was useless. When I realized I was dead, a wave of despair washed over me. Seeing my frost-covered body, eyes wide with terror, and bloody nails, I felt a bone-chilling shock. Just as I was about to take a closer look, a force pulled me away, and I found myself standing next to Ean.

Death replies smugly before walking in front of me and standing beside Zeus "Seriously," Zeus says "Everything formed perfectly," Death tells him "Good, she should be able to retract her wings as you can," Aphrodite tells Death Retract, I tell myself and my wings were gone, "I did it," I say making them look at me as I turned around showing them they were gone "Of course, your mate would be a quick learner," Demeter says "Nope, it's just because I'm awesome," I flip my hair over my shoulder