Ghostwriterr

"They say power corrupts... but what if corruption was the price of power?"

Lucian never sought power—he only wanted to save his grandfather. But when he inherits the Book of Envy, a cursed tome that grants desires at a terrible cost, he is thrown into a world where the strong devour the weak.

To master the book, he must train under Veyren, the twisted holder of the Book of Lost. Along the way, he meets Kael, a skilled swordsman with the Book of Blades—a boy whose abilities Lucian secretly covets.

Betrayal, obsession, and an unstoppable hunger for strength drive Lucian down a path of no return.

But what happens when he faces a power too great to steal?

A dark fantasy tale of ambition, sacrifice, and the descent into power.

Hollow Crown: The Book of Envy

The creature's twisted form lay motionless, its unnatural body finally still. The scent of blood and something far worse lingered in the air.

Lucian exhaled slowly, rolling his shoulder. The pain from taking its power hadn't faded. His body was adjusting—adapting—but something about this felt… different.

Elara knelt beside the corpse, prodding it with her staff. "This thing…" she muttered, her voice lacking its usual playfulness. "It doesn't make sense."

It wasn't just the way it fought, the way it learned mid-battle. It was the feel of it—wrong, as if it had never been meant to exist.

Elara frowned, nudging aside a piece of its still-shifting flesh. "…Lucian."

Beneath the warped flesh, carved into what should have been bone, was something… unnatural.

A symbol, burned into its remains.

Lucian stepped closer, eyes narrowing. The mark was intricate, almost elegant, but something about it made his stomach churn.

But he knew—**deep down, instinctively—**this wasn't something natural.

Elara stared at it for a long moment before muttering, "This wasn't born. It was made."

But in the back of his mind, the Book of Envy stirred.

A name—faint, distant, unspoken.

Echoes of the Unmade