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My Patients Are All Mythical Monsters

Victor Corvinus never wanted to be a hero. He just wanted to finish his psychology thesis and pay off his student loans. Instead, a distant relative left him a "fixer-upper" estate on the edge of reality: Blackwood Manor. It’s a Victorian castle connecting twelve different dimensions, and it comes with a fifty-million-dollar debt, a leaky roof, and tenants who refuse to move out. But these aren't your average squatters. In the basement, Fenrir, the Norse Wolf God destined to devour the sun, is hiding under a paper bag, paralyzed by crippling social anxiety. The Vampire Queen, Carmilla, hasn't drunk blood in centuries because it’s "unsanitary," preferring to patrol the halls with an army of Roombas to satisfy her severe OCD. Even the butler, Yggdrasil, is a World Tree with advanced dementia who occasionally teleports the guest bathroom into an active volcano. Victor has no magic sword, no fireball spells, and absolutely no combat experience. What he does have is a clipboard, a comfortable couch, and a PhD in talking people down from the ledge. In a world where the System usually rewards slaughter with XP, Victor discovers a unique path to survival: he doesn't get paid to kill monsters. He gets paid to *cure* them. Now, with the Gods of Chaos knocking at the door and the Church branding him a heretic, Victor must turn this asylum into a functioning clinic before the Red Moon drives the entire multiverse insane. The interest on his debt is compounding every second, and the World Eater needs to be convinced that the mailman isn't an assassin. Welcome to Blackwood Manor. The Doctor is IN.
FarQuest · 1.1k Views

December Love Letters

In the quiet chill of December, two guarded souls… Aria, a woman trying to outrun the mistakes of her past, and Leo, a man who has forgotten how to let himself want anything… collide in a way neither expected and both desperately needed. Their story begins on the night everything changes: a chance encounter, a shared warmth, and a connection neither can immediately name. But December has a way of revealing the truths people hide, and soon Aria stumbles upon a letter she was never meant to find one that exposes the depth of Leo’s long-buried feelings, the wounds he keeps hidden, and the fears he refuses to voice. As the days unfold, their bond deepens through stolen moments, hesitant touches, and conversations that unravel them slowly. Each chapter draws them further into a dangerous kind of closeness, the kind that demands honesty, vulnerability, and the courage to choose each other even when the past threatens to pull them apart. From midnight walks that feel like confessions to mornings that feel like promises, Aria and Leo navigate the fragile terrain between love and loss. But with every step forward comes the risk of breaking something they’re not sure they can fix. When the world intrudes… through old flames, painful truths, and the weight of their own insecurities, they must decide whether their connection is strong enough to survive outside the sanctuary of December. Everything comes to a head on the night everything breaks open, leaving them with one final choice: confront what scares them, or walk away before they can shatter each other completely. In the end, December Love Letters is a story about two people learning that love is not found in perfection, but in the willingness to stay even when it hurts, even when it’s complicated, and even when it demands more than they think they can give. It is a slow-burn, emotionally charged romance that reminds us that some hearts are meant to meet every December… always.
ernest888 · 13.9k Views