psycho

Julian Watanabe was a ghost in a London hedge fund’s back office. He never spoke up. Never arrived late. His suit was a polyester blend from Marks & Spencer, the heels of his shoes already cracked. At 6:30 every morning, he printed trades that didn’t belong to him. No one remembered his name. No one asked who he was trying to become. But every night, after the cleaners left and the terminals dimmed, Julian logged into a forgotten sandbox buried in the firm’s network— a place with no permissions, no supervision, no roadmap. Just numbers. Just him. And a need to see the market’s skeleton laid bare. After 47 straight wins, the system noticed. Tier 2 access unlocked. He was given real money. Real leverage. Real risk. Suddenly, he was managing tens of millions in synthetic baskets, rewriting volatility models, drinking Negronis at sunset and whispering to the market like it was a god that only answered to him. From printer paper to billion-dollar exposures, Julian climbed the system step by step. But the higher he rose, the thinner the air. Then came 2015. The model slipped. The market turned. Risk compliance intervened. His access was revoked. His commission frozen. The system erased him. No explanation. Now, he’s no longer in London. Some say he burned out. Others say he never existed at all.

Mike Torrance, a former cop turned writer, wakes up on a hot Monday morning with Didi, a fiery redhead who spent the weekend with him. Their morning starts with coffee and a passionate moment on the kitchen table. Just as things settle down, Mike’s old friend Roscoe—a retired detective—shows up with news about a possible bodyguard job nearby. As Mike pours coffee and chats with Roscoe, it becomes clear that this visit might lead to something more serious. ...... But when Mike meets his new client… will he stick to the job, or get pulled into something far more intimate?

Cursed by fate. Bound by madness. And yet… even eternity cannot sever their love. Ravian never believed in destiny until he was dragged into a nightmarish realm where reality twists, timelines shatter, and love itself becomes a weapon. In every life, he dies for her. In every world, she forgets him. But when the cursed realm collapses and they awaken in a new world, their souls refuse to rest. A forgotten kiss rekindles forbidden memories, pulling them back into a battle against the sinister Archivist—a being who controls every past, present, and future version of their love. To break the final curse, Ravian must face the darkest parts of himself, choose between multiple versions of Lunaria, and sacrifice everything—including his sanity. From bloodstained weddings to shattered mirrors, from silent farewells to a love that defies even death itself— this is not just a romance. It’s an epic of madness, rebirth, and a love story that even gods could not rewrite. ---

In the slums of Tunisia, survival is a daily battle. Ayman, with no education or prospects, is offered a lifeline: the chance to become a hitman. But this is no glamorous life of international assassins—it's a brutal, dangerous world where every decision comes with deadly consequences. As Ayman plunges deeper into the underworld, he faces more than just the violence of his work. The emotional scars are the hardest to bear. Torn between survival and morality, he must confront the raw truths about the choices he’s making and the person he’s becoming. In this dark, emotionally charged story, Ayman’s journey is filled with contradictions: love and loss, guilt and ambition, despair and fleeting hope. As the hits become darker and the stakes rise, the question looms: How much of himself will Ayman sacrifice to protect those he loves?

The world ended not with fire, but with monsters that rewrote themselves. Hounds with ribcages for jaws. Crawlers that learned how you killed them, then adapted by the next strike. Humanity’s only hope became the Hunters—crews bound by law, trained to enter outbreak zones, and tasked to return alive. Into this world stepped Ghost—a betrayed survivor, abandoned by his own co-workers during a hospital outbreak. Marked for recruitment, he entered the Hunters as nothing more than a quiet rookie… until he revealed his secret. Ghost’s power is unlike any other: unlimited ammo, limitless stamina, and reflexes sharpened beyond human reach. Any gun he touches never runs dry, and from nothing he can manifest his own pistol—an impossible weapon bound only to him. With every level gained, his shots strike faster, sharper, and deadlier. With each “Final Blow,” he erases monsters that should not be killable. But no one knows the truth. To his crew—Vale, the iron commander; Ira, the blood-hungry blade; Kael, the calculating tactician—he is just a rookie with terrifying aim. To the Outpost, he is rumor: The Gun That Wasn’t. And to Internal Affairs, he is a liability that should not exist. Across twelve episodes, Ghost fought through betrayal, distrust, and swarms of Type K horrors. He leveled from nothing to Nodebreaker, killing a Central Architect that could rewrite biology in real-time. But in doing so, he exposed himself—to his crew, to IA, and worst of all, to the monsters themselves. The Mother Node has noticed him. It whispers to him in the dark: Child. Hunter. Ours. Now Ghost is drafted into Blackline, the Outpost’s secret kill-squad that doesn’t exist. His leash is political. His enemies are not only the monsters beneath the city, but rival Hunters like Fang-3, who would rather see him dead than uncontrolled. And the war is only beginning.

Immediately after Gu Changge realized he had transgressed into a fantasy world, the world’s protagonist, and fortune’s chosen, vowed to take revenge on him. Envied by all, he not only has the female lead head over heels for him but he’s also treated as a distinguished guest wherever he goes. Fortunately, Gu Changge’s prestige and power are superior to everyone else’s, so shouldn’t it be easy to trample on a mere fortune’s chosen?

Not every horn can be seen. Not every horn grows on the head — some hide deep inside the soul. Zain was fourteen, yet he hides a mind as sharp and cold as a winter night. Obsessed, possessive, and detached, he sees the world in black and white—emotions either burning intensely or frozen completely. Is he the victim of fate — or the shadow everyone should fear? Guilty… or prey? One day, he meets Gulluna, a girl younger than him, who brings a world of feelings he has never known. Can he understand his possessive obsession? Can Gulluna accept him, darkness and all?

On a fog-drenched Sunday morning in San Francisco’s Sunset District, the silence is shattered by a sinister promise. Jessica thought her world was ordinary—family, school, and the warmth of loyal friends. But when a mysterious new presence enters their lives, shadows begin to stir, and laughter turns into echoes of fear. A chilling voice whispers of death, betrayal, and secrets buried beneath friendship. And as the fog thickens, Jessica will discover that love and trust can be the sharpest weapons—or the deadliest traps. In a city where every corner hides a ghost of the past, who will survive when darkness finally takes its grasp?

Content Warnings: This story contains explicit and graphic content that may be disturbing to some readers. Warnings include, but are not limited to: graphic violence, gore, body horror, psychological torture, child death, desecration of corpses, and themes of systemic abuse and corruption. Reader discretion is strongly advised. In a world where the nobility's grace is a gilded mask for unspeakable cruelty, an orphaned boy named Mormond watches his world burn. After the brutal murder of his adoptive sister, Nini, at the hands of arrogant aristocrats, something inside him shatters and is remade into a monstrous new form. In his grief, he manifests a terrifying and unique power, becoming the "Puppeteer Calamity"—a vengeful artist who reanimates Nini's broken corpse, transforming her into a beautiful and deadly marionette of vengeance. Their bloody crusade begins in the slums of Marlock, but soon their stage expands to the decadent and corrupt empire of Omnia, a place where the elite literally consume the souls of slum children to preserve their own vitality. Hiding behind the flawless disguise of "Milos," an innocent and cherubic orphan, Mormond infiltrates the highest echelons of power. He orchestrates a masterful campaign of psychological warfare, not with brute force, but with whispers. He turns nobles against each other, drives them to madness, and forces them to author their own destruction, all while they believe him to be a harmless, lucky charm. Each conquest ends with a new, horrifying puppet added to his public collection—a gallery of corpses left as a chilling signature. His reign of terror does not go unnoticed. The empire's champion, Tifa—a swordmaster of holy light known as the Divine Guardian—is tasked with hunting the "Silver Shadow." She is his perfect opposite: a beacon of order and righteousness dedicated to protecting the very system Mormond seeks to annihilate. But as Mormond's web of control tightens around the empire's throat, an unforeseen complication arises. The ghost of Nini's true self begins to awaken within the puppet, her fragmented memories and prayers creating a glitch in his perfect control. This internal fracture becomes Mormond's greatest vulnerability. His desperate, violent attempts to maintain possession of his sister's soul expose him at the worst possible moment, forcing him from the shadows and into a direct, desperate conflict with Tifa and the full might of the empire. The Conductor's controlled performance descends into a chaotic war, where the price of his vengeance may be the very soul he fought so hard to keep. A novel by : ATLASBANAW

what do want from me. mind games, labyrinths, videogames, I have it all but, you have none.

A dark and survival story of two best friends who decide to survive in their ugly and dark world.The protagonist works within an illegal group or organization {not under government obedience} which aims to exterminate the only immortal being of the world[antagonist}.The antagonist wants to create the world where no sinful human exists.

"This is the story of a girl who doesn't truly know who she is. She feels as though she's walking alone on an endless road made of glass - fragile, beautiful, and dangerous - chasing a destination that always slips just beyond her reach. Behind her, she sets fire to every path she's crossed, knowing there's nothing left for her if she turns back." "Inside her, two versions of herself battle silently. One is gentle, sweet-spoken like honey, easily frightened, always smiling, and often in tears. The other is cold - a fearless creature that dances with danger, thirsts for blood, and is consumed by madness. She hates herself with a passion so deep, it burns through her sanity." "She thinks the soft girl inside her has already died... But she hasn't. And one day, the mad, twisted side of her will finally kill whatever's left - leaving behind nothing but a complete monster."

"You are not… you’re not the one behind the murders happening in the city, are you?” Ian desperately wanted him to laugh and tell him he was losing his mind. Instead, Zhedya just stared at him with calm, soft eyes—and said nothing. Ian Parker never asked to witness a brutal murder. All he did was follow a lead. Now the killer wants him silenced. But when Zhedya Hunter,the city’s most brilliant forensic pathologist saves his life, Ian feels both safe… and terrified. Because every time a new body turns up, the trail somehow leads back to Zhedya. The police don’t see it. Nobody does. Except Ian. Is Zhedya his protector… or his predator? Either way, Ian can’t escape him. And soon, Ian’s life belongs entirely to The Psychopath’s Obsession.

To the world, I'm Dr. Hailey, a successful psychologist with a gentle voice and a thriving practice in Northgate Lake City. But that's just the mask. Beneath it, I'm the monster who runs this city's criminal underworld, a throne I claimed after killing the last kingpin and putting his head on a table. My life is a carefully balanced cocktail of vice and violence. I feed my insatiable appetites with smoke, liquor, and the thrill of the kill. My villa isn't just a home; it's a fortress with a basement lab where my darkest impulses come to life. I've tortured, dissected, and even eaten my victims, harvesting their organs for the black market. It’s not just about the money—it’s about the rush, the absolute control. My husband was just as twisted as I am. He taught me how to live without remorse before he took a final dive into the lake to escape the law. Our daughter lives abroad, safe and ignorant, thinking her mother is a saint. I play the part for her, hiding the monster she must never meet. I am a sex addict, a fetishist, a sociopath. I live for the things that make normal people flinch. This city is my playground, a half-paradise, half-hell where people like me thrive. I am a psychologist, a mother, and a killer. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

In a world ruled by seven empires, honor is nothing more than a fading illusion. Kaizlan Valrik, the son of a minor noble family, dreams of becoming a knight who protects the innocent. But the brutal training camp he is thrown into shatters every naive belief he holds. Betrayal, blood, and endless schemes reveal a darker truth: survival is the only law. Beyond the camp, powerful noble houses weave conspiracies in the imperial court, while in the shadows, a mysterious figure known only as The Elegant Man leaves behind black roses on his victims. No one is safe — not in the battlefield, not in the palaces, and certainly not in love. This is not a story of heroes. This is a tale of blood, power, and a world where there is truly… No Place for Honor.

In a world where fate is carved in blood and pain, one broken boy dares to rewrite the rules. Arthur Clark thought he was just another soul—lost, unwanted, cursed with memories that weren’t his. But when the System awakens inside him, everything begins to unravel. Bestowed with a strange, passive ability called “I Know A Lot”, Arthur embarks on a journey across dying worlds, fractured minds, and decaying bodies—where power has a price, and sanity is the first thing to shatter. To survive, he must endure twisted experiments, outsmart ruthless scientists, and bear the weight of countless lives… Or lose himself along the way. A journey through chaos and despair, where no path exists—only fate. If you cannot change your fate... then surrender to it.

A boy haunted by voices A world painted in red when Damien opens the door, reality itself begins to rot but the true monster might not be in the shadows..... it might be Damien "I always asked myself what would be the end of me—my detachment, or something worse." Damian is the kind of boy who slips through the cracks—quiet, unreadable, always watching. His eyes are dull, a grey that feels like ash, and his face is always still, like it's forgotten how to express anything real. He doesn’t smile. He doesn’t laugh. He doesn’t cry. This is the painful journey of losing oneself. All you can do is pray for a good ending. Warning ⚠ This novel contains mentions of suicide, rape, cannibalism, hallucinations, delusions, and murder Read at your risk!

You think you know the dark? You haven't met me. My story, A Female Killer Who Likes Blood, peels back the skin of a quiet European suburb to reveal the rot I've cultivated underneath. For three years, North Lake Town has been my personal playground and graveyard. I'm a med school graduate who found her true calling not in healing, but in harvesting. I live in a sprawling villa paid for in blood and organs, where my days are a ritual of vice and violence. The narrative follows my descent into a meticulously crafted hell of my own making. You'll witness my "hunts", from luring unsuspecting prey at a local bar to orchestrating massacres from a derelict high-rise. Each kill is a performance, a symphony of scalpels, sniper rifles, and psychological torment. But it all leads to a finale grander than any single murder. Faced with my own mortality from a terminal illness, I decide to go out not with a whimper, but with a city-shattering bang, taking hundreds of smiling, unsuspecting souls with me in a final, explosive masterpiece of mayhem. It’s a love story, really—between a girl and her darkest impulses.

This is not a love story. There is no romance between a mafia and his prisoner. There is only obsession. Hatred. And revenge. No tenderness. No sympathy. Just two broken creatures clawing at each other inside a cage of madness. In this world, love doesn’t survive. It gets devoured. ... Isolde Veyra, daughter of a once-prominent political family, is released from prison on parole. But her freedom is no gift it’s a trap. To atone for her past, she is forced by a mysterious detective named Lucien to infiltrate a dark entertainment house called Velvet Cage, the secret stronghold of his most wanted target: Severin, a ruthless mafia kingpin untouched by the law. Isolde’s mission seems simple—find proof of Severin’s crimes, then escape. But everything begins to crumble when Severin, a man driven by obsession and violence, sees her as the reflection of a woman from his past. The deeper Isolde sinks into his world, the more she realizes she’s not the first woman Lucien has sent—he’s sent many before her, and all of them have died at Severin’s hands without leaving a trace. To survive, Isolde has only one option is deceive the monster. But when lies turn into attachment, and the disguise becomes dependence, she must choose to be the next victim, or become the queen of Severin’s hell.

"She changed her name, escaped her past, and built a quiet life. But the past is never done with you." In a city where silence hides scars, Miran learns that survival comes at a price—and sometimes, the one protecting you is more dangerous than the one chasing you.