tragedy

Meira’s ordinary life shatters the moment she enters the inner circle of the powerful Salai family. What begins as a search for closure turns into a nightmare as she uncovers the chilling truth behind her best friend’s death. Now, the same shadows to her death. In a house built on lies, Meira must decide: how much is the truth worth when the price is her life?

Listen to me closely. Never, and I mean NEVER, leave a hate comment on a game forum right before you die. My name used to be... well, it doesn't matter. I was a 34-year-old salaryman who died in the stupidest way possible. How? I got slapped to death for grabbing a high school girl’s "assets". Wait, hold on! Don't look at me like that! It wasn't my fault, okay? My hand just moved on its own! It was just a tiny, split-second intrusive thought! Come on, you guys reading this—don't act like saints. You’ve had those dark urges too, right? You’ve wanted to grab something forbidden at least once in your life, right?! RIGHT?! Anyway, she slapped me. So hard my soul literally ejected from my body. I thought that was the punishment. I was wrong. When I opened my eyes, I was in [Legends of Valtheris]. Yes, that trash game. The one with the cliché plot where the world ends because some teenage students get their hearts broken. And the worst part? I didn't become the Hero. I didn't become the Villain. I became Revan von Alstaire. The background character. The loser. The guy I literally insulted online five minutes before I died. I called him a "Simp" and laughed at his "Tiny D*ck." Fate is truly a comedian. Now, I’m destined to be the bullied lackey of the future Villainess, Sylvia von Vespera. The game script says I should lick her boots, accept her abuse, and die with her like a loyal dog. Screw that. Remember my last comment? "Revan is such a loser! Tiny dck! If I were you, instead of bowing down, I would squeeze her boobs and own her completely! Garbage character!" Well, it seems God took that personally. Fine. You want a show? I’ll give you a show. I won’t be a simp. I won’t filter my words anymore. I’ll let my intrusive thoughts win. I’ll turn this trash plot upside down—even if I have to slap every "Genius" in this academy to do it.

Chestnut haired Hannah Bennington’s brutal awakening to her second life locks her into 11 years of hell as a motherless 14 year old noble dressed in rags. Stuck in a household full of cruelty an indifferent father a blind-eyed eldest brother a second brother who tortures her physically and a stepsister Layla who makes her days a nightmare of mockery she’s never known a moment of kindness. Now with her past life’s memories burning bright she’s finally ready to break out of her gilded cage for good. What does she have to do with her second life?

WARNING NOTICE: The story is R18 , no one 17 or under should read this. Luca gazed at her, his eyes burning with desire, and Melissa felt a shiver run down her spine. "You're so beautiful," he whispered, his voice husky with need, with a sharp movement he take off his clothes, leaned closer to her lips. She smiled, her fingers tracing the lines of his face, her thumb brushing over his lips. "You're not so bad yourself," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, that was a only full sentence she spoke. He chuckled, the sound low and rough, and his mouth claimed hers again, the kiss deepening, becoming more intense. His fingers slid between her legs, parting her, finding the wet heat of her, and she gasped, her body arching up to meet him. "Luca," she whispered, his name a prayer, a plea, a promise. He growled, his hips surging forward, his p*nis pressing against her entrance playful, she felt a rush of excitement, of anticipation. He was ready , he was going to take her, to claim her, to make her his, and she was ready to let him, to surrender to the desire that burned between them. His mouth traced a path of fire from her lips to her throat, to the swell of her breast. His hands learned her, worshiped her, drawing gasps and sighs that were her only language, every touch was a confession, every kiss a vow. When he finally entered her, it was with a slow, devastating fullness that made her cry out, her eyes flying open to find his gaze locked on hers, she never imagined the pain, in a sure motion he thrust into her slowly, let her accommodate the size of his C*ck, she screamed with a feeling of unfamiliar pain ,building up something inside of her. Even though her eyes , flickered tears ,her moans was evident of what she's starting to feel as she arched off the bed. The shock had melted into something raw and open, a vulnerability she knew he showed no one else. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice rough with emotion. "*Solo a me.*" Only at me. And she did, his eyes staring hers, as their bodies began to move in a rhythm as old as time, their gazes held. It was more intimate than the joining of their bodies. It was a soul-deep recognition. DEAR READERS, YOUR COMMENTS AND REVIEWS MEANS EVERYTHING. HOPE YOU WILL ENJOY THE STORY CHAPTERS.

David knows that Elina wishes for his execution, yet he loves her madly, so he smiles and accepts even her darkest desire. Their love was once deep, but a cruel misunderstanding tore them apart for eight long months. During this time, Elina rose to fame as a celebrated singer, hiding her true identity behind the glittering facade of wealth and success. But now, as David’s life hangs by a thread, Elina discovers the shocking truth—no one’s family was to blame, and he is innocent. With their hearts still bound by a love that neither time nor misunderstanding could destroy, Elina must decide if she can fight for David before it’s too late. ‘Beneath the Truth’ is a story of forbidden love, sacrifice, redemption, and the courage to face what lies beneath the surface.

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

After a devastating crash that should have ended his life, Pondaru wakes up in a body that isn’t fully his own—an unnervingly perfect shell branded with the mark of Project N4O-CHI, a blacksite program that erases humans and rebuilds them as living pleasure dolls. Stripped of his old world, Pondaru finds himself in a decayed cyberpunk underworld where neon lights hide cruelty, androids are discarded like broken toys, and survival often means losing the last pieces of your humanity. But Pondaru isn’t like the others. He bleeds. He hurts. He remembers things automaton like him shouldn't be capable of. Torn between the twisted kindness of a group of mercenary misfits and the looming shadow of the corporation that made him, Pondaru must navigate a world of lust, violence, and identity crisis—where every choice brings him closer to either reclaiming who he is, or becoming the product he was designed to be. In a city that devours the weak and worships desire, one thought haunts him above all: If I bleed… then I must still be real…Right?

Within the occult of spirits and magic, Hermann finds himself to be the center of a series of incidents which blur the lines between reality and dreams. As the world around him becomes riddled with strange "sights" from his newfound power, he gains both the luck, and misfortune of being omniscient, at the price of rebellion against omnipotence itself. While Hermann tries to solve the mystery at every step of the grand game, he not only becomes the puppet of other spirits who try to rebel against the Heavenly Lord, but he also becomes lost in the crux of time. Similar to the symbol of identity he unwillingly inherits at the cost of rebellion, he becomes both the played, and the player of the orchestra. This is the story of "The Spiritus."

What happens when Death makes a mistake? Ravin died from a terminal illness with no regrets — or at least, that’s what he forced himself to believe. Instead of finding rest, he awakens in another world, unable to die. A life that should have ended is now bound to eternity, trapped in a cruel trial where death is meaningless and survival is mandatory. Eternity can be a blessing. Eternity can be a curse. Which one it becomes is something Ravin will have to discover for himself. ----- discord link: https://discord.gg/qxtPwkSYRH

My name is Jack. I used to be just a cowardly teenager who couldn’t find a reason to stand out. Everything changed the day the world was torn in two. Creatures that looked human, but with no trace of humanity, attacked without mercy. No one could move. No one could scream. We were all their food. I died too… or so I thought. When the blue blood of those beasts contaminated my body, I discovered that the line between human and monstrous was thinner than I ever imagined. Now, transformed into a hybrid, I have to decide whether to use this power to save what’s left… or surrender to my own monstrosity.

DING! [Welcome to Eyria] Ethan, known in his former life as Mesh, lived a hollow existence. Work. Sleep. Repeat. A life spent giving everything, and gaining nothing in return. Betrayed by the very people he trusted, his coworker and his boss, his life ended abruptly. Not with meaning… but with bitterness. Death, however, was not the end. He awakened in another world: Eyria. A land on the brink of collapse, where demons ruled the shadows of day and night, and humanity survived only by clinging to hope. Reborn as Ethan Cole, he entered a world already bleeding. There, he awakened a class unknown to Eyria. A hybrid class known as the 'Executioner'. It granted him overwhelming power, power designed to hunt demons without mercy. But that strength came at a cost. Each use carved away fragments of his humanity, replacing restraint with bloodlust, and reason with cold, lethal instinct. Still, Ethan made a vow. To erase demons from the face of Eyria. Yet as his power grows and his humanity fades, one question remains: Will Ethan become the shield that saves this world… or the blade that finally shatters it? Note: Schedule: 7 New chs/week - MC is Overpowered but it comes at a cost. Just like the synopsis described. - MC has strong ability but it isn't easily unlocked. - Romance comes later not immediately. - Chapter two has fast pacing. Tags: # Action #transmigration #romance #survival #academy #Dark #Adventure #War #System #Overpowered #Anti-Hero #Weak to Strong #Magic #Tragedy #thestrongsctingweak Power stones and Golden Tickets are highly appreciated. Thanks. Discord: https://discord.gg/kTW5AuWfZ5

Roger Desilva. My old customer was thrusting me from the back. I was enduring pain by closing my eyes, which was a bloody mistake yet again. The same enchanting smile popped up in my mind, which I have been trying to get rid of for the past 5 years, but until today was not successful. Before I could figure out that mingling was different from snatching, it was too late. He came like a wind swift, my world upside down, and vanished without a trace. I became a victim. Do we deserve this? Do I deserve this? I lost everything, but till now I have not been successful in getting rid of his thoughts. For the past 5 years, I have been trying, but he keeps winning when I will finally be free. I can't blame him for sure, but does he have the audacity to ask for my forgiveness at least once? Will he ever show up?

On a dying planet, humanity builds massive portals to evacuate billions. But after activation, a catastrophic error causes the portals to implode, scattering people across dimensions. Daichi Hakiri, separated from his son Mori in the chaos, lands on Astheria—a brutal world ruled by power. Here, humans, weak alone, are prey to powerful races. Daichi must survive, burdened by worry for his son and the threat of overwhelming force.

Hallo, Greetings. Often times great minds like to speculate & argue on the philosophical question: What is Life about? Well, rather than entertaining this notion, isn't it much more interesting to ask personally impactful questions? Is there an essence to us? What is the Essence of this guy? That girl? That phenomenon? When answering this question, we ultimately approach the existential Quantum Essence. Therefore.... ....more questions need to be asked; 1.What is Quantum Essence ? 2.What does Quantum Essence Embody ? 3.How to approach the Quantum Essence ?

World of Girl's Frontline is shown again and again as unforgiving and harsh world. But away from well known commander, there is another story.

this is the story of a boy with a dream and to much rage and mischief to be stopped so follow you little dreamers follow sora Yume on his path to make his dream reality and hold steadfast to his promise he made to Cass yume his adopted sister probably no harem but maybe in the future if yes it is undecided so it will not be the focus (obviously as I am not a big fan of harem so if mc is gonna have a harem wich is not decided wether yes or no 3 girls max) this is no power fantasy this is a story of growth and denyence of reality MC is no weakling but not op either this is gonna be weak to strong to strong to stronger

Felix was always unlucky, but he tried his best to live a normal life. That ended when he died on his way home after helping with the school festival. Yet, this is where his true journey begins. He has found himself in another world, inhabiting the body of a boy his age. What dangers lie ahead? And could it be that he is destined to change this new world completely?

“Hey! What's going on? Wh…why are you quivering? Why haven't you sealed his magic yet?” The mage didn't reply for a moment, the beads of sweat grew in numbers as his whole body was now totally drenched. “H…he… I can't! His aura, his mana, his magic is growing. He is growing rapidly, I can't tame him. I can't. He's too…” Meanwhile, in the shadow realm, Grey smirked as he lifted his hand and made a slashing motion in the air in front of him. “Dimensional Slash.” _ In a world teeming with mages. A world where more than half the human population had awesome affinities ranging from wind, earth to lightning and so on. Grey Dawn had none. He was weak, useless, magicless and most importantly… a cripple in terms of magic usage. Not until an accident where he almost brushed past death. Summoned by a celestial, the seal placed on his core was shattered and there he was appraised. Grey found out not only will he wield magic, he would come to become the strongest mage in existence with five affinities. Confident, he enrolled at Lunaria academy. One of the four great magical academies. Here, he meets awesome mages, forged bonds and most especially, rivalries. With his squad, Grey blitzed through enemies… portal breaks, dungeons, bandits, kingdom invasion, he was clearing them all. But it wasn't enough. The foe the world was up against were not weak by any means. The Otherworlders! Destroyers of planets, conquerors of worlds. Beings with destructive powers and backing. These were the kind of foes he was up against. Grey would learn that his magic isn't enough against them. And the Otherworlders won't be the only foes he would be up against. Demons, cocky celestials, powerful warriors— masters of Ki, Terrifyingly powerful clans and Ki warriors. He will realise that he would be needing something more. He would be needing to transcend his current self and status. He would need to evolve into something more so as to stand a fighting chance against the otherworlders and the much more terrible foes beneath the surface. He would need to become; The Supreme Magus! How will Grey Dawn achieve this title? How will he get worlds to hear of this name and tremble? How will he fare against interdimensional conquerors? How will he survive? How will his squad of humans and different races fare? And most importantly, what will be Grey's five affinities? Find out more in this awesome book and read how Grey's journey unfolds and blooms. __ “Wh-who are you? Wh-what even are you?” “...” “You really want to know who I am?” Grey demanded, lightning crackling around his hands. A sinister smile crept on his face hidden beneath his devilish mask as his glowing eyes narrowed at the man before him. “... They call me; The Supreme Magus.” “No-no way…” BANG—!

What will happen to someone who transmigrates to a game which he adores, loves the character and cannot get enough of it after playing for over 10 times. Well let's find out This story is about a man who transmigrates into the world of "THE WALKING DEAD GAME" which he was a big fan of and now after waking up as an unknown extra character named ZENITH DOUGLAS (a 12 year old boy) which doesn't even came as a background character and never met the real mc , he finds himself in the jungle near the motel where the 2nd episode of SEASON 1 takes place and after thinking of what to do he decides to save his favourite characters from the game like the MC (LEE EVERETT) and son of kenny (A supportive character) who are destined to die. The Question is how will the MC save the characters or can he even survive in this world (There is also an other new character a female character) Before starting this novel you should atleast have the basic knowledge of the game "THE WALKING DEAD" by Telltale games Thank You For Your Time