Grispera

Lucas lost everything. His abusive father pushed his mother to the brink of death. His younger sister turned into a chip for blackmailing and lost her life. Left alone in the world without his loved ones, he decided to end his life to meet them in the afterlife.

Instead of dying, Lucas was born as a baby without his past memories in a world of cultivation. He had a loving family of mother and older sister. Even without his memories, as Lucas grew up, he knew in his heart that he had to protect his family from all the evils and strived to become stronger.

With his growth, Lucas occasionally started to see many heart-rending visions, which affected him greatly and affected the way he looked at others, including his family. The revelations shocked him. He couldn't trust anyone, even his once close family and friends.

What were those visions? How will Lucas cope with the unsettling revelations and his chaotic feelings?
Will he become estranged or strengthen his bonds with his family and friends and gain the love and warmth that he once longed for.

Read from the perspective of Lucas and join him on his journey of growth, acceptance and love.

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The prologue of the novel (the first 2 chapters) is tragic and hard to digest but HOLD ON!
Do read at least the first 10 chapters before deciding to drop off.


Note: No Gender-Bender, Yuri, NTR and Rape.
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[A/N: The cover is mine, it's original. Cheers to AI!]

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Shards of the Broken Heart

A mellow voice, alluring like a siren's call, called out from the room, and a beauty dressed in skimpy clothes entered the room.

The previous knock had already roused me from my meditation, and I was welcomed with the spectacular sight of Anais in a semi-transparent babydoll entering the room.

She scanned her eyes throughout the room as she approached the bed and asked.

"Where is Alice? Is she in her room?"

"Yeah, I guess. I don't know, but she should be in her room."

I answered a little dispiritedly after hearing my sister getting mentioned.

A single mention of her was able to stir the memory of the past life, making me feel abhorrence for my own self, discarding away the stability I had obtained after the meditation session.

Detecting the gloom in my voice, she crawled over the bed and scooched closer to me.

"You don't look good. Is everything alright…?"

Wrapped like a Cocoon