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PAWNS RISE AGAINST THE STRINGS

Crestwood used to be peaceful. Now people lock their doors before sunset. The town has become consumed by a string of brutal murders, each victim connected in ways the police fail to understand. To everyone else, the deaths seem random. But Aubrey knows better. There’s a pattern hidden beneath the bloodshed—something watching, choosing, waiting. And when the pattern begins circling her, she realizes she was never outside of it. Desperate for answers, Aubrey gathers the friends she trusts most, only to uncover a terrifying truth: all of them are connected by something far deeper than coincidence. Their lives, their encounters, even the tragedies that shaped them feel orchestrated, as though they had been guided toward one another long before they were born. But the deeper they dig, the more reality itself begins to unravel. Because behind Crestwood lies something far worse than a murderer. There are forces moving beyond human sight—silent influences shaping lives, steering choices, and bending fate toward an outcome only they understand. To them, people are nothing more than expendable positions in a larger design, living entire lives unaware they were never truly in control. Everything was proceeding exactly as intended. Until one of them changed. Among Aubrey’s group, one fate begins drifting beyond what was planned, triggering a chain reaction no one foresaw. What should have remained controllable becomes unpredictable. Dangerous. For the first time, something within the system is no longer obeying the role it was given. And if even one pawn can move on its own… Then the ones controlling the board may finally learn what fear feels like.
Anvata_Fableseed · 185.2k Views

On the Devil's Radar

"Ahh...that cursed fool returns, I should've devoured her when I had the chance!" A malevolent monitoring spirit grumbled, banging his head on the wall. ~~ They say God watches over humanity, but Kurai has learnt that the Devil watches much more closely. But to be On the Devil's Radar can truly feel sickening when Kurai bascially has offended him his entire life. While many would be afraid, to Kurai it was one of her greatest spiritual awakenings. ‐---------7²⁰²⁵-------------- Before reading this webnovel please note: 1. Viewer discretion is advised, this novel is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people or real places are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places and events are a product of suzxmii's imagination. 2. This book has dark themes and has cheery moments to take the weight off you. 3. The characters are made to be realistic, you will love some and may hate some. Some are for their character development, some will remain in their wicked ways. 4. Please be sure to rate this novel and share it and stuff, it helps push this novel to people who enjoy these kind of books and also add it to your collection so you can know when I post. 5. Some spiritual events are real within the novel so if you feel uncomfortable, read no further. This novel was to help reader's see how I perceive the world. 6. other tags: magic, comedy, survival, faceslapping, betrayal ------------------------- -SOCIALS- To learn more about me: https://suzx.carrd.co If you want a safe space where you can make friends or simply have a community who's here for you: https://discord.gg/EMmbhXX8nG Instagram: suzxmii Date Novel Made: 25th June 2025 Date Novel Finished:
suzxmii · 46.4k Views

Fate: I'm Not A Master, I'm A Director

“Director Matou, the magical effects in your fantasy film looked incredibly realistic! How did you pull them off?” “They were real magic,” Shinji replied without missing a beat. “Director Matou, your historical drama was praised for its uncanny accuracy. How did you manage that?” “I had direct consultation from the people who lived in that era.” “Director, in your tokusatsu films, why does the Ultraman-like hero always use Bajiquan in combat?” “Well, that’s because the actor playing him is none other than the founder of Bajiquan himself.” “Director Matou, why do the female leads in all your films look so… similar? Especially all those Arturia actresses with the same name and face?” “That, my friend, is a long story. And it all begins with a certain mushroom-headed man—” “......” . . . . . Shinji Matou. A prodigious talent in the world of film, a renegade magi who defied the orthodoxy of the Clock Tower, and an eccentric summoner who had long since stopped pretending to get along with his own Servant. A director who blended modern cinema with ancient magecraft. A magus who saw the silver screen as a new kind of reality marble. He stood boldly before a press conference filled with journalists, film critics, and confused magi alike. “I am the greatest Master among Directors—and the greatest Director among Masters!” He declared it like a line straight out of his own movie, with all the pomp and confidence of a man who had rewritten the rules of both cinema and sorcery. The hall fell into an awkward silence. And then, in perfect unison, a thunderous cry echoed from behind the curtains— “SHUT UP AND GET LOST!” ×N A chorus of exasperated Servants, all fed up with his antics. Shinji didn’t flinch. He simply smirked, adjusted his director’s beret, and turned back to the flashing cameras. "Good! Now let’s roll the cameras! Scene one—reality itself."
Medusa_Fic · 711.5k Views

Are Beast Nobles Supposed to Be This Lewd?

In the middle of the castle garden stood a table prepared for an elegant tea, draped in white lace, set with blue-and-white porcelain, tiered trays of pastel pastries, and crystal cups releasing the mingled scents of roses and spiced leaves in the warm afternoon air. And in the midst of this carefully arranged ensemble lay Mirabelle Luchs. Her wild curls were spread across plates and among the tempting desserts. Her dress had been pushed up to her hips, her legs bent and braced against the edge of the table, trembling. Elegant male hands pressed them farther apart while she desperately tried to close them. Between her legs was the head of a man. His pointed fox ears twitched with amusement as his tongue moved over her again and again. ---- Read until ch30 for free. Mirabelle Luchs wakes up in a world that should not exist. A feudal beast kingdom ruled by instinct, hierarchy, and conquest. A world where aristocracy is carved into bloodlines and women like her are used to secure peace after defeat. She inhabits the body of an unmated duchess from the losing side of a brutal war. Sheltered until now. Politically valuable. Offered by treaty to powerful beast nobles from the victorious realm. Men who do not hide their expectations, their presence, or their hunger. Mirabelle is unprepared for medieval court life, for beast instincts worn openly, for how closely power and desire intertwine in this world. But she refuses to remain a passive prize. With a modern mind and a sharp sense for social dynamics, Mirabelle begins to turn the rules against those who seek to control her. Provocation becomes a choice. Submission a performance. A mature reverse harem fantasy set in a medieval beast world, featuring political marriages, power games, and a female lead who refuses to be ruled quietly. Also it is slow burn;) Every world hides secrets. Come Behind the Veil to share theories, fan art, and your favorite moments with fellow readers: https://discord.gg/Hgu3462cQg
Lautenspielerin · 304.3k Views