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Imagine graduating from college in a few months, and then the apocalypse happened. Moreover, dungeons and monsters appeared, superhuman powers awakened, and the world changed, yet Jade remained as he was—the ever so heedless, unbothered, emotionless, and weird guy manning the cash register. But some people deemed him lucky because he seemed to be unaffected by all those happenings. But would they still believe that when Jade came home one day from his night shift, tired and hungry, to find a dungeon gate right inside his house? The worst thing that could ever happen to him was get sucked in that gate, however, instead of the gate, strange Seekers are sucking up to him instead. Jade: Why is this happening?! Seeker 1: Help me go back to my world, and I will give you everything you wish for. Seeker 2: I don’t care about going back to that damned world, so can you just let me stay here with you? Seeker 3: Jade, honey, you’re the best Minder! I need you, so come with me to my world. And so on… these Seekers are all lunatics forcing him to help them go back to their respective worlds! But how can Jade do that, when all of them were just mere characters from books?! Now, what will Jade do?

[Warning: Mature content | Dark romance] Aliana Vanderbilt is the witty, fierce heiress to a multi-billion-dollar empire. She always lived life on her own terms, until one fateful night changed everything. After a brutal accident involving a "lost child" that only she could see, Aliana woke to a terrifying new reality. By day, she is haunted by restless spirits. By night, she is consumed by vivid, steamy dreams of a mysterious man with icy blue eyes. Her search for a solution comes to an abrupt halt when she finally comes face-to-face with Gavriel Valentine. An enigmatic man sitting at the pinnacle of a rival business empire. He is dominating, dangerous, and everything Aliana should avoid. Yet, he alone possesses the power to end her misery. Whenever she is near him, the ghosts vanish. Driven by a desperate need for peace, Aliana bulldozes into Gavriel’s life with a scandalous demand. However, what she does not expect is his counter-offer… that she must marry him. What happens when two strong-headed personalities are tied together in a sacred union? Will they find peace, or will it spell disaster? ..... Excerpt: “I warned you, didn’t I, Aliana?” His deep, masculine voice reverberated through the air like silk. Her name rolled off his sinful lips so seductively that it made her want to roll her eyes in reluctant delight. That thought alone made her brows knit in confusion until she heard him continue, “You step into my world, and I will ruin you in ways you never imagined.” Aliana shivered, not only at the warning he had given her far too many times, but also at the way his icy blue eyes pierced her so intensely that it felt as though she might burn and freeze all at once. Ignoring her thrumming heartbeat, she drew in a sharp breath and replied, “You did… but didn’t I say there is nothing I love more than a challenge? If you’re going to ruin me, Gavriel, at least make sure you’re the only one left standing when the dust settles.” His eyes widened ever so slightly before he rose from his armchair and padded across the carpet to stand right before her. The moment his fingers lifted to touch her chin, a jolt of electricity shot down her spine as he leaned in and said, “You want to play a dangerous game, Aliana…. and make no mistake, this devil loves to play.” Tilting her chin closer to his face, he whispered, “So here’s my offer, Aliana…. marry me.” .... The book cover is mine, don't use it.

A captain bearing the weight of a kingdom on his shoulders. The battlefield is his home, every fight a test of his resolve. Scarred, weary, yet unyielding, he does not fight for glory—but to protect those he loves. In a world where loyalty and blood collide, how long can one man endure before he breaks?

In the vast kingdom of Suvarna Mandali, eras of prosperity and bloodshed shaped its legacy. Under the rule of King Karthikeya Kautilya, the kingdom expanded in wealth, territory, and influence. Wars were fought. Alliances were forged. Councils lasted through sleepless nights. Suvarna Mandali stood powerful — but power demanded sacrifice. Now in his early fifties, the king faces a quieter, more unsettling concern. His heir, Prince Marvik, shows little interest in the throne he is destined to inherit. Yet before the question of succession can be resolved, a darker disturbance begins to stir. Across the villages of the kingdom, young men start disappearing without trace. No signs of struggle. No witnesses. Only whispers. Whispers of ancient rituals. Whispers of forbidden practices. Whispers of the long-forgotten black magic of Kariamma. As fear spreads through the Gurukulas and the people begin to doubt the stability of their land, the lines between loyalty and betrayal begin to blur. In a kingdom strengthened by war, a different kind of battle now rises — one fought in shadows, faith, and silence. And it begins with an orphan named Puru

In a world where survival is dictated by power, chosen youths are dragged into a brutal trial where monsters roam and death is constant. Among them is Jade—a boy with an unusual affinity for blood and a mind sharpened by deception and instinct. From the moment he steps into the trial, Jade realizes one truth: strength is not given—it is taken. Armed with a mysterious system that allows him to absorb fragments from slain creatures, Jade begins his rise. His body evolves. His abilities grow. And his control over blood, ice, and living vines turns him into something far beyond human. But power comes at a cost. As alliances form and shatter, Jade crosses paths with a deadly assassin known as Silent Slayer—a man who moves through shadows and kills without hesitation. What begins as a clash between two monsters slowly turns into an uneasy alliance when a greater truth emerges: The trial is not just about survival. It is a prison. Hidden deep within ancient ruins lies a secret that binds all participants—a force tied to forgotten gods, rebirth, and a fate that cannot be escaped. And at the center of it all… Is Jade. As his power grows, so does the fear around him. Some call him a savior. Others call him a monster. But one title begins to echo across the trial: Blood Slayer. To escape, Jade must conquer the shadowed world, face ancient guardians, and uncover the truth behind the Eight Gods. Because in this world… Only one can inherit their power.

I was just taking a quiet late-night walk when I found… a child sleeping inside a dumpster. One thing led to another, and suddenly I became the accidental father of a kid no older than ten. The next morning, I woke up from a vivid dream. A mysterious Victorian woman whispering about "calamity, dungeons, portals, another world… yeah, good luck bro." She said all of that in the most casually elegant Victorian tone imaginable. But the real nightmare started when a floating screen appeared in front of me, spouting nonsense about quests and objectives. The day I picked up a child in a dumpster was the day my ordinary life ended. And that was when our story truly began. and most of all. this novel takes at year 2029. *** pls give it a try... I swear it gets better... my writing style might be ahh(ass) at first but I swear I got BETTER. and boom may 24th I'm now rewriting all the early chaps heh... (I... it's hard,...) 26/July/5th, I love, how The story is going right now. thought you might hate me because I don't favoritism and... yes... yk just read TEHE give it a try till you reach the Regression part/1st trial and drop it if it is STILL BADDD

This novel contains a number of drawn stories and tales, hence the title, The Horror World. aapko kae sacche aur jhute khaniya milegi.

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Title: The Dream That Never Slept Synopsis: Pekko, a humble and hardworking Bhutanese man, dedicated his life to providing for his six children. With unwavering determination and sleepless nights, he built his small business from the ground up, dreaming of a better future for his family. But when he sought support from the local bank to expand his vision, he was met with broken promises and unfair treatment. Denied the justice he deserved, Karma faced setbacks that would have crushed most men. Yet, through heartbreak and hardship, he held on to his dreams—not just for himself, but for the generation he raised to rise beyond the limits he faced.

On the planet of Nyxara, awakening decides everything. At sixteen, every person awakens an affinity tied to essence — the power that shapes the world itself. Strength determines status, survival, and future. Zero has none. Unable to sense essence and burdened by scars from a past he cannot remember, he lives as an outsider in the quiet village of Ashvale alongside the only person who truly understands him — his closest friend, Klaus. But as the day of awakening approaches, strange things begin happening around him. Violent headaches. Fragments of memories that don't belong to him. Beasts growing unnaturally aggressive near the village. And a feeling deep inside himself that something is waiting to wake up. While the rest of the world moves toward its future, Zero begins to realize he may have never belonged to this one in the first place. And when the truth hidden inside him finally stirs— everything changes. https://discord.gg/U3tt6BpFr

In his previous life, Kazuki was a scholar whose ideas challenged those in power. Brilliant yet withdrawn, his work was quietly erased through political maneuvering, leaving him forgotten by the world he sought to understand. His death is not the end. Reborn into a new reality governed by rules rarely questioned, Kazuki begins again with the mind of an observer rather than a hero. In this world, magic is real, shaped by discipline, understanding, and intent. What appears stable on the surface conceals contradictions, silences, and patterns that suggest deliberate design. As he grows, Kazuki does not walk alone; guidance, trust, and hard-earned bonds slowly take form around him. Somewhere within this structure exists a man whose influence predates Kazuki’s rebirth—a presence felt more than seen. His actions shape events indirectly, guiding outcomes without ever standing at the center of them. He does not rule openly, nor does he chase conflict. He waits. As Kazuki—now known as Kael—develops both knowledge and ability, he learns that magic and power favor those who understand their limits. Every truth uncovered draws attention, and every step forward risks aligning his path with forces that should have remained unnoticed. Chronicles Of The Reborn Scholar is a slow-burn fantasy about knowledge, restraint, and consequence, following a man who once lost everything—and now moves through a world where magic, loyalty, and hidden hands shape destinies long before they are understood.

A cop's peaceful life shatters when a mysterious, violent creature emerges from the woods. As a zombie monster terrorises his town, he must confront a horrifying truth that hits closer to home than he could ever imagine.

Born a Northern bastard, Jon Sand is unexpectedly legitimized by King Robert and thrust into the deadly game of politics as the new Lord of Dragonstone. Forced into an arranged marriage with the beautiful Margaery Tyrell, Jon struggles to fit in--until the volcanic island awakens an ancient magic in his blood. Guided by his secret guardian, the legendary Ser Arthur Dayne, Jon learns the earth-shattering truth: he is no bastard, but the trueborn Targarven heir to the Iron Throne. With his hidden lineage and four newly-hatched dragons, Jon must rise from a Northern outcast into a conqueror to take back his stolen kingdom.

I am a new author, so there might be some grammatical errors. Try not to be too harsh. And don't forget to share your valuable reviews. SYNOPSIS "You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. Suddenly, I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

Quick heads-up: I post new chapters twice a week. Sorry for the quiet — the break-up really knocked me harder than I thought. (〃^ー^〃)" [Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

Felix is a seemingly normal teenage boy. To some, he's polite. To others he's kind of just there. Little does everyone know, this boy is in for a very, very bad day.

[LoTM x SS fanfic] Within the veiled mechinations of fate, God decree senseless retribution upon creations not his own, the devil echoes whispers for salvation from the abyss of his own mind long forlorn. A lone shepherd stands atop the Temple of Sinners, watching the lost writhe below, while a pale slug burrows through a river of flowing mercury, waiting for the cracks to grow. Far away, a young boy, torn from his world of normalcy and cast into the merciless realm of Nightmares, faces a difficult choice between the Crown and the Gavel. He choses the Crown. And is cursed by Fate. On his journey to meet a shadow and a star, he finds others just like him, forced into a world they don't belong to, with a difficult choice of their own.

After nine years, he meets with his one and only girlfriend. Both of their feelings resurface and they are willing to give themselves another chance until she finds out his dark secrets.

Ava is twenty-two, in her final year of hotel management, and she has built her life around a man who never knew the full truth. She keeps a wooden box under her bed with birthday cards, hotel key cards, small notes, and little things Adrian gave her over the years. It is more than a keepsake box. It is a private museum of devotion. Every time she opens it, her fingers shake just a little, her throat tightens, and she has to look away for a second before touching the oldest card, because the memory of who she was when she received it still lives in the paper. That emotional symbol gives the book a strong spine. Readers can feel her longing before the romance even starts. Adrian is returning to New York after four years away. He is older, sharper, more powerful, and more isolated than before. He has built a global hotel empire, but his success has cost him sleep, peace, and stillness. He suffers from insomnia and keeps it hidden behind discipline and cold control. He is the kind of man who looks composed from a distance, but Ava notices the small cracks. The loosened tie after a long flight. The pause before he answers a question. The faint pressure between his brows when he thinks no one is watching. He is not yet in love with her. At first, he is simply stunned by how much she has grown. Their reunion is quiet, but it lands like a storm. He says her name, and she nearly forgets how to breathe. She says “Hi, Adrian,” and instantly hates how small it sounds. He smiles at her with the same familiar warmth he always had, but now that warmth feels dangerous. During dinner, the atmosphere is normal on the surface: Chloe passing dishes, Daniel speaking with his hands, laughter moving around the table. Beneath that normality, Ava is unraveling. She touches the rim of her glass, avoids Adrian’s eyes for too long, then looks up and finds him already watching her. That tiny moment becomes the beginning of the emotional pressure that drives the book. The internship at Blackwood International is important because it keeps Ava’s ambition central. She is not simply “the girl who loves the billionaire.” She is a serious student, determined to earn her place. Adrian sends the opportunity without making it a favor, and that matters. He frames it as professional, not sentimental. He respects her desire to build something on her own. Ava’s fingers hover over the application button more than once, her stomach twisting with the fear that people will think she got in because of him. Lily, her best friend, becomes the voice that grounds her. She does not romanticize the situation. She asks the hard question: is Ava applying because it is a great opportunity, or because it is Adrian? Once Ava enters Blackwood International, the emotional rhythm changes. Adrian starts seeing her in a professional setting. Not as Daniel’s daughter. Not as the girl with birthday cards. As a capable woman who can hold a room, solve problems, and speak with confidence. That shift is the first real crack in Adrian’s self-control. He notices the way she tucks her hair behind her ear when thinking, the way she squares her shoulders before speaking, the way she presses her thumb against the side of her index finger when nervous. These physical details matter because they make her feel real and alive. They also start to disarm him. He begins to admire her in a way that makes him uncomfortable. His attraction does not arrive loudly. It arrives as a question he cannot answer.

February 8th, 202X, a message was sent out to various members of a nefarious gang that was spread across the continent, directed at the largest gang in all of the Americas, the Dios es Estado. Guillermo Basilio Aguilar, the founder of Dios es Estada, had committed suicide for unknown reasons, and before his death, he gave those within his gang, and those who happened to find out about their message, one last task, his riches in turn as a reward.