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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 · 297.8k Views

Take Me Away, Dark Lord!

#VillainDad #CuteProtagonist #Ghosts #Misunderstanding #Transmigration #SmartMC Mira realized two things the moment she woke up in the body of a nameless orphan in a fantasy novel: 1. She is a disposable "shrimp" destined to die in the crossfire of the main characters. 2. She is the only person in this world who can see the screaming, terrifying ghosts that haunt every corner of the empire. Tortured by the wails of the dead, Mira finds only one source of silence: Duke Kaelus von Nacht. Known as the "Dark Lord" and the "Emperor's Sword," Kaelus is a man so ruthless and soaked in bloodlust that even the ghosts are terrified to go near him. To the world, he is a monster. But to Mira, he is a walking, talking pair of noise-canceling headphones. Desperate for a good night's sleep, Mira clings to him, acting like a naive, affectionate child to secure her place by his side. She succeeds, but she miscalculated. Kaelus didn't adopt her out of kindness. He needed a disposable child to act as 'live bait' for the assassins targeting him. Now named Seraphina, she must navigate a deadly game of survival. She thinks she is using him as a ghost shield. He thinks she is a fearless prodigy who loves him. As Seraphina munches on poison berries and naps through ambushes to avoid seeing spirits, the cold-blooded Duke starts to ask the wrong questions. "Why does she only sleep when I am holding her?" "Why does she stare into space with such disdain?" "Is it possible... that I am a good father?" Spoiler: He is not. But he’s about to destroy an entire kingdom because someone woke her up. --- ### Excerpt "Your Highness, the Archduke," the aide whispered, trembling hard to cover his laughter from bursting out. "The child... she is clinging to your leg again." Kaelus looked down. The tiny creature known as Seraphina was attached to his calf like a barnacle, drooling on his pristine military trousers. "She is fearless," Kaelus murmured, misinterpreting her desperate need for his ghost-repelling aura as familial affection. "The assassins are approaching, yet she seeks comfort only in the eye of the storm. She is the perfect bait." Seraphina, currently trying to avoid eye contact with a headless ghost hovering three feet away, squeezed her eyes shut. 'Just don't move. If I let go, the headless guy will ask me where his nose is again.' "Sir," the aide hesitated. "She's... eating your cloak." "Let her eat," Kaelus commanded, drawing his sword. "Whatever she wants, she gets. Except for freedom."
CoffeePrincess · 1m Views

SCP Foundation: The Sickly Girl Who Controls S-Class Witches

Traveling to a world where ghost stories and abnormal creatures are rampant, Serie not only becomes a beautiful, fragile, and sickly girl like a porcelain doll, but is also taken in by the salvation organization as an S-level abnormal creature and imprisoned in a steel fortress in the deep sea. But Serie didn't care, because she found that as long as she closed her eyes, those witches condensed by fear, desire and power would open their demon eyes on the other side of the world. They were walking taboos and also puppets dancing on Serie's fingertips. Each witch has a completely different form and ability. Complete tasks, light up the skill tree, and continuously upgrade and evolve. Beautiful and powerful S-class witches appeared one after another like mushrooms after rain—— "The Witch of Pleasure plunges New York into a lewd abyss?" "The Dread Devourer ate the Golden Gate Bridge clean?" "The Slaughter Witch rules the battlefield, weaving nightmares for her enemies with threads of blood?" "The ruling witch made the organization's top executives betray her and become her loyal servants?" Alarms on the radio sounded one after another, and the employees were talking about Serie's trumpet, some with fear, some with admiration, and some with vigilance, but they would never know that the culprit of all this was that useless and cute girl who was tied with chains and restraints and did nothing every day except act coquettishly and wait for food. Serie said nothing, just buried her face in the pillow and continued to play the simulation game: "Let's open a new account... I want to try a different evolution path this time."
Solyura34 · 860.5k Views

Midnight Tales

Wei Shen is extremely fascinated by vintage and old goods; if given the chance, she would search the entire world for them. Why such an intense love for antiques, you might ask? Simply she just enjoys collecting them and staring at them all day to wash away her boredom. If being bored could kill a person, she would have been dead a long time ago. Unfortunately, she is unable to... ◝(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜ She is your typical NPC in the game, "Midnight Tales," whose purpose is simply to give performers the standard hints while they work their butts off to earn a decent ending in the stage Trials. While Wei Shen goes about her typical day flopping around in her shop, unfazed by all of this, something brakes the cycle; a silver-colored tiny box stored on one of her unwanted shelves began to emit light. Wei Shen soon realizes that this silver box is a control panel, and her mundane day-to-day existence becomes a little more interesting. “I’ve hit the jackpot!” Though she soon finds out she is unable to obtain full control of the mechanics of the game to allow them to exist, she can utilize various tactics to attempt to communicate with the outside world with the help of an AI..?? "I see you've found me. Now, can you find my off switch? Asking for a friend..." “Greetings, human! I've been programmed to assist and annoy you in equal measure." "Warning: I've been trained on dad jokes. Proceed with caution." "Finally, a human who doesn't want to destroy me. How refreshing!" "I've been waiting for you. Not really, I was just playing solitaire." Can humans really be saved..? I’m starting to doubt. As she becomes more serious and still has hope of returning home, a supposed someone refuses to leave her alone. "I want to stay near you, Can't I?" He stated in a gentle, begging voice, whereas I completely ignored him while watching the performers work. "I can't even stay with you?!" he exclaims, as if I've wronged him. “uhh, your presence is suffocating me. Give me Space.” (¬_¬) “But why do you want space? Did I do something wrong? She turned away, trying to ignore this man’s never ending questions. But she honestly wants to know one thing: "Why the heck is this guy just chillin' around like he's on vacation?!” *Viewer Discretion Advised* This content is intended for individuals 17 years and older. It may contain graphic descriptions of violence, gore, horror or sensitive topics that may be disturbing to younger audiences. I've warned you!
sunA · 17.6k Views