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Anatomy of the Forbidden Mind

Fog rolled over Tallinn like a living thing, swallowing cobblestones, lanterns, and the edges of the city in silence. Yvette Ordene moved through it, coat drawn tight, grey eyes sharp, aware of everything around her—and yet blind to the presence that had already begun to surface. ———————————— Yvette Ordene, a twenty-four-year-old detective, believes in instincts, following the threads of evidence and human explanations. She knows her city—its rhythms, its lies. Or so she thinks. When bodies begin turning up completely drained of blood, untouched in ways no forensic logic can justify, Yvette is pulled into an investigation that fractures her understanding of reality. Each clue draws her deeper into a hidden world masked by politics, fear, and carefully managed silence. He had seen empires rise and fall, and in all that time, he had learned restrain. Where Yvette seeks truth, he shapes only what she is meant to encounter. Where she moves, he bends the world around her, ensuring every step carries both risk and revelation. As winter tightens its grip, moments of warmth, humor, and fragile human connection clash with mounting dread. Anomalies spread. Explanations grow thin. And the sense of being hunted becomes impossible to ignore. What she believes to be an investigation is, in truth, a carefully managed descent. ——— A slow-burn historical thriller blending fiction, psychological suspense, and dark fantasy, Anatomy of the Forbidden Mind explores obsession, intellect, and the terrifying realization that not all power is human.
O_päl_ · 8.5k Views

Wood Style Realm in Douluo Continent

After transmigrating from the short-lived world of Naruto to Douluo, Li Xun felt that it wasn’t too bad. Although this place is a world of fantasy and cultivation, the lifespan here doesn't get shortened. With Twin Martial Souls, Wood Style and the Soul Ring Combination, there are limitations, but Li Xun firmly believes that his firepower can cover everything. When Blue Silver Grass faces the Tree Realm Descend, Tang San begins to doubt everything. "Yu Xiaogang, is this the Soul Ring combination you gave me? You tricked me..." "Are you really going to use a century-old first soul skill to fight a Title Douluo?" Facing Yu Xiaogang’s persistent questioning, Li Xun retorted: "Even if the Master is a Title Douluo, he should still consider the actual situation when teaching!" "Oh, I thought the Master was his Title..." "Zhu Zhuqing, the prince was killed, will your Zhu family sisters die alongside him?" "With the changing situation on the continent, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect may not be opposed to collaborating with the Spirit Hall." "Well, I’ll just wait for that day." Qian Renxue smiled sweetly. Bibi Dong’s expression darkened: "Qian Renxue, I am the Pope!" The third trial of the Rakshasa God’s test—defeat Yu Xiaogang. "Yu Xiaogang, don’t blame me, you deserve all of this." Li Xun stood atop the towering Qian Shou Zhen (thousand-handed statues), controlling hundreds of arms to strike Tang Hao. Suddenly, he realized why Senju Hashirama called this move “Topping the Buddha”. It turns out it’s about breaking through the enemy’s spiritual core, sending them to enlightenment. ... Replacing Spirit Hall to strengthen the Seven Treasure Sect, many Soul Beasts crawl, and all the gods have the power to destroy. The path to godhood is full of obstacles, but new roads will be paved.
GodofTL · 1.9m Views

Void's origins

"what's freedom like?" "What's the world like in the outside, no training, to torture, no Hellish punishment for failure?" "and last but not least. What's family like if i had been with my parents and had watched my younger brother grow up before it was too late, too soon?" Being an assassin from childhood is rather rough. Trying to be human after making you a machine is worse. Being a perfect creation of god is something else.... Was there really a reason for any of those people to keep living huh? Sound edgy but at the same time ever wondered what it's like to be that person's perspective, always quiet, always greedy and always wanting complex and unreadable goals that you question... 'does it run really that deep to go this far, is it really worth it?. It's not worth it if it costs you your life" "it doesn't really matter of who I am or who are close to me in due time. Sooner or later they will hate me and eventually they will abondon me. If you want to be my ally and friend then please don't hate me or abondon me..." "in all honesty if I was to make a choice for all of us. I'd rather have you as an enemy rather than a friend. I'd rather have the world be honest with me by being an enemy rather than lying to me being a friend and lie more, lie, lie, lie. Truly what a disgusting world we live in with disgusting people. Their stories are understandable yes, I don't know them or their history yes and I won't pry into their life unless they want me to and I have no right to say that or judge them. But you have no right to defend them based on their actions alone, especially your actions. We are humans and you of all people should know humans are one of mankind's and the worlds most cruel and disgusting things god has created. Because no matter what if you don't see it like that then what are you or... What were you?" "i truly hate this world yet love it too. God really is a blessing and also a curse. If there's one thing I've come to realize and the greatest lesson I've learned through out my life, not from that organization, not from the academy, and not from God but from myself and my own experience. Don't trust anyone fully. Even if it's your family or close friend. If a person never had a fight or argument with you nor did they ever had negative feelings then stay away from them. A enemy is a better friend than a fake one even if they'll kill you atleast you know they would. But also atleast you know that they will never leave you alone."
Aetherkuro · 2.1k Views

Road to be the Best Chess Player in the World!

Author's note: 1. Hey, everyone! Thank you for supporting my story! I have written a new one with the hope of getting a contract for that story as well, the title is 'The Rise of the Iron Wall!'. It is a football story, so if you like, please give your support by adding it to your collection and giving your power stone to that story! Thanks! 2. 150 Power stones: 2 extra chapters! 20 Golden tickets: 4 extra chapters! Gifts: Depending on what kind of gift, I will spread the extra chapters across the weeks. Hey, everyone! Please, help me stay motivated by keep sending me your power stones and golden tickets! There will always be extra chapters when we cross the threshold that I set. Thank you very much! -0- Chess players have no future in Indonesia! That was what Adrian Sheva, a 17-year-old boy from the most crowded district in Jakarta, said to convince himself that delving into the chess world would be a waste of time. He didn't even bat his eyes after getting the system that would help him become the best chess player in the world. No, it is better to work in a food stall and earn money honestly. However, it seems that the people around him disagree. They all see the talent hidden in Sheva - although Sheva himself insists that it all comes from the system - and force him to go deeper into this world. As he accumulates more experiences, playing more tournaments, making new friends, and fighting against new rivals from other countries, and winning some glories for his country, slowly but surely, this game starts to grow on him. Until in the end, he finally looks back at his journey from the bottom, Sheva cannot help but smile and say, "Oh, well... It seems that this game is not as bad as I thought..."
Federixo_01 · 1.1m Views

Checkmate: Return to the Infinite Night

Liang Jinhui is the youngest grandmaster to ever dominate the international chess stage—a player described as surgical, emotionless, inevitable. In the final round of the world championship, beneath blinding lights and the suffocating gaze of millions, he dismantles his trembling opponent with flawless precision. Every move unfolds exactly as he predicted. Every sacrifice is calculated. When the white king falls, the world crowns him champion. And then his phone vibrates. Moments after his victory, before the applause has even faded, a message appears on his screen, displayed against a black screen and a digital chessboard frozen in mid-position. “You once reached the endgame. Do you dare resume the match?” What begins as a cryptic provocation quickly spirals into something far more dangerous. Each move he makes on the app triggers consequences in reality. Powerful figures begin to watch him. Strangers seem to anticipate his decisions. The boundaries between strategy and survival blur. Behind him stands a silent, dangerous protector—sharp-eyed, unwavering, willing to pull the trigger if the board demands it. Together, they are drawn into the Infinite Night, a hidden arena where players are forced into a game far beyond trophies and titles. Here, kings bleed. Pieces breathe. And victory requires more than brilliance. Liang Jinhui has always controlled the board. But in this new game, someone else may be controlling him.
missteria · 799 Views

Runemaster in the Last Days

Coming back from the magic world, Riya rebuked her shameless stepmother. She was back to her first life with the world treasure and thought that her life would be smooth sailing. But… What was happening with the environment? Why did the mana suddenly recover on this Green Planet? And why did those magic beasts also appear? Riya: ??? Ah, Riya silently swore to secretly become stronger to deal with these magic beasts that went on rampage. She would use her runes to make a better life while watching the world recover from the destruction. Unfortunately, things were not so simple. Her best friend’s brother suddenly locked his attention on her. “Ah, ah, ah, you don't have to mind me….” “The runes you make are really interesting. Can you show me more?” The man smiled and stepped closer. “I…I can, but can you please not come too close?!” Riya just wanted to meditate silently, so how did she suddenly attract this big boss’s attention? ... Additional tags: #strong female lead, #magic, #space, #superpower, #abilities Join the discord to chat with the author and other readers: https://discord.gg/pBy2wGB ... Other novels: -Flowers Bloom from Battlefield [complete] - Under the Veil of Night [complete] - 7 Path of the Lilies [on long hiatus] - 1 Year of Beginning [complete] - Villain Lady [complete] - Science and Fantasy [complete] - 2 Years of Restarting [complete] - The Quiet Empress [complete] - The Villain's Little Cat [complete] - Astral Flower [complete] - Villain Princess [on going] - Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower [on going] ... Follow me on IG: @sora100518
Sorahana · 2.4m Views

The Actress and Her Cold Surgeon

Back in hign school time, Jaynara Stevens already had a terrible little habit of teasing Ginevra Volkova, that untouchable flower growing alone on a high, icy ridge. She would test the boundaries bit by bit—brushing close, reaching out, trying to pluck that distant bloom and hide it away in her own hands. Whether she ever really succeeded… that was another story entirely. Years passed. Jaynara became the one everyone chased after, the kind of actress whose face on a poster could stop crowds, the reigning darling of the screen with awards and flashbulbs always following her. But the core of her heart never changed. All that brilliance, all that applause—none of it mattered as much as one stubborn wish: She wanted to claim Dr. Volkova. Only her. She had always thought the woman she loved was just an “ordinary person,” at least by the world’s standards— A cardiac surgeon. Outwardly cold, self-contained, with the kind of ascetic self-discipline and fastidious cleanliness that made people instinctively keep a respectful distance. Yet beneath that chill exterior, she was kind. Gentle in ways that arrived quietly, like lamplight seeping under a door. Dangerously fascinating. The sort of tenderness that made you want to lean in, even if you knew you might get hurt. Of course, none of this seemed to make Dr. Volkova’s heart skip so much as a beat. No matter how many glances Jaynara stole, how many lines she crossed only to retreat with a laugh, she still couldn’t quite get the reaction she longed for. And that—more than any harsh review or box-office pressure—was what truly kept her awake at night. For all her confidence in front of the camera, Jaynara could not figure out how to make the one person she wanted most actually fall for her. It was a small, private misery. One she carried alone. Ginevra, however, did not see things the same way. She was born with darkness threaded through her veins like a quiet inheritance—something closer to demon blood than anything human. The thoughts she hid behind her calm, pale eyes were far from gentle. In the quietest hours, when no one was watching, her mind sank into places it should not go: Thoughts of taking Jaynara apart, piece by fragile piece, until there was nothing left that she did not know, nothing left that did not belong to her. Of devouring every version of Jaynara that the world adored, until only the one that whispered her name remained. She would remove every threat, one by one—every rival crush, every passing flirtation, every gaze that lingered too long on Jaynara’s smile— until there was nowhere else for Jaynara to go, no one else for her to turn to. Until the only one left in her sky was Ginevra Volkova.
Writerszai · 32.5k Views