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When a private video of their most intimate moment leaked, Dara and Sethya's love shattered. The scandal drove them apart, leaving Dara in ruins. His mother, unable to bear the shame, ended her own life. Grief-stricken and drowning in despair, Dara made a chilling decision: to join her in death. But just as the darkness closed in, the shrill ring of a phone pierced the silence—and everything began to change.

Hello everyone. I'm the creator of the horror short story collection *We Are the Fear*. For me, creating this work is like embarking on an exciting journey to explore the dark corners deep within the human soul. It's also a fantastical adventure of translating the thrilling inspirations surging in my heart into words. For a long time, the horror genre has had an irresistible appeal to me. The unknown and dangers lurking beneath the surface of daily life always stir up my boundless imagination. Many moments in life, whether it's the eerie shadow cast by an ancient building or the sudden strange sounds in the dead of night, can become the sparks for my creation, lighting the fuse of one terrifying story after another. I'm enthusiastic about excavating the most hidden and fragile parts of human nature. In my opinion, the complexity of human nature is an inexhaustible wellspring for horror stories. Everyone has seeds of fear within. It could be the fear of loneliness, the worry about loss, or the awe of unknown forces. I attempt to amplify these emotions in my works, placing them in extreme situations to showcase the diverse reactions of human nature in the face of fear. Each story in *We Are the Fear* is a painstakingly crafted crystallization of horror. I'm dedicated to creating an atmosphere that can make readers' hearts pound and send chills down their spines. Starting with environmental descriptions, I use delicate strokes to sketch out gloomy scenes, enabling readers to feel as if they're on the scene and experience the chilling sensation that rushes towards them. Then, I delve into the characters' inner worlds, depicting their psychological changes when confronted with horror, so that readers can truly empathize with the characters' fear and despair. When it comes to the narrative rhythm, I strive to achieve a proper balance. I artfully set suspense, keeping readers in a state of high tension and curiosity throughout the reading process, eager to uncover the mystery. And at appropriate times, I slow down the pace, giving readers a brief moment of respite while inadvertently planting new foreshadows to prepare for the next onslaught of fear. I hope this book can bring readers an ultimate horror experience. While reading, they can feel the excitement of an adrenaline rush, and after closing the book, they can sink into profound contemplation about human nature and the unknown. *We Are the Fear* is not merely a collection of stories; it's a testament to my love and pursuit of horror literature. I hope it can touch the unique perception of horror deep within each reader's heart.

The life of a teenager who has just entered the next level of school. Kamada Elinson, a Student who has just finished his previous level of school has just been accepted into a fairly well-known school. How happy he was to get a fairly well-known school. Then Kama's story will be accompanied by his friends who are either friends since childhood, or more than that, Kama's journey will be filled with various cases at school, then forming a small detective group.

After a humiliating end, a man is reborn in a realm where raw emotion fuels magic. After going through a traumatizing event. he discovers he’s been transmigrated into a novel he once read and awakens a system who wants him to become a hero to save the world of the novels he's in wether he wants to or not.

"She is my sister Jason, I can't do this to her...", she said with tears dancing in her eyes. Truth is, she wanted him just as much as he wanted her, how can she not, this man has been nothing but kind to her. While she has been a rock to him. Someone he could lean on, the only person who remained when other's have turned their backs on him, including her sister, Stella. Growing up, the two sister, Liberty and Stella Black didn't have it easy, especially after losing their parents. Being the older one, Liberty sacrificed college in order to support her younger sister, Stella, and she never took those sacrifices lightly. In fact, if there was anything the sisters knew and appreciated, was their bond for each other. They had each other, and for each other they would perish, well, at least that was until the arrival of Jason Parker, the ever so charismatic, gentle and handsome star cricket player - oh, and rich. Jason's appearance put their bond and their characters to test, "Is blood truly thicker than water?", Liberty asked.

This isn't your typical romance novel...unless you consider drowning the love of your life as part of the classic rom-com formula. I let my pride take the wheel and oopsies daisies, silly me! Honestly, it’s kind of funny—if you like dark humor and awkward situations. I thought this river was just your average body of water, but turns out, life loves throwing curveballs. Now, we have to break this curse or we knows how long we'll be stuck here. Weeks? Months? Years? This novel has it all: comedy, mystery, slice of life, revenge (because apparently that’s what happens when you kill someone), and the supernatural (because why not?). The tone can get a bit dark sometimes, but hey, at least the comedy and slice of life stuff will keep you from crying too much.

Ichigo Kurosaki is abandoned by everyone after sacrificing his powers and leaves everything behind friends, family, Shinigami. To start a new life but finds out that the afterlife is not the only supernatural in the world... This happens after saving his sister from the hell incident there will be lemon/sex curse words blood and gore and so much more AND THERE WILL BE GENDERBEND

Secrets. That's what we are. That's what we were. Even if I stood next to him, I was just a secret. It was as if I was a mistress to a married man but I wasn't. I was. I am. Just a secret.

What happens when Stacey convinces Leo to join her, and her friends as they explore an abandoned mental asylum? As they delve deeper into the long dark hallways, they learn they aren't alone. What else is in there with them? When Leo and Stacey don't return home the next morning people grow worried. Are they dead? Or worse, trapped? Book two of The Lost series. Trigger warning: SCARY!!! Mentions of abuse, suicide, self harm, drug and alcohol abuse, and murder.

What happens when the group of teens plans a party on the beach around a year after the camping accident? As they drive onto the ferry, a terrible storm passes overhead. Unable to get all the cars off of the boat they become lost out at sea. Will they make it home? Or will they die before the rescue team can find them? Book three of The Lost series.

At first glance, this seems to be a story about a basketball player striving for the pinnacle of his career and invincibility. However, in reality, Ming You seeks victory not through traditional training and skill development, but through strategies, intrigues, injuries, violence, and murder. Ming You is willing to employ any means necessary to achieve his goal — becoming invincible and a talent in his field, namely basketball. In addition to the brutality required to secure victories, Ming You must contend not only with basketball teams but also with managers seeking maximum profit, as well as investigators and detectives, since murders cannot simply be ignored as Ming You would prefer.

In a cultivation world where geniuses soared like dragons and prodigies shone like stars, strength determined one’s destiny. Empires rose and fell with the swing of a cultivator's sword, and immortality was the ultimate prize. Magical beasts roamed the wild lands, ancient sects guarded forbidden techniques, and the heavens themselves favored the talented. But Aayan was none of those things. A below-average student at the prestigious Skyfall Academy, Aayan was nothing more than a speck of dust in a world of blazing suns. Mocked by his peers, ignored by mentors, and overshadowed even by the most mediocre cultivators, he had no talent, no skills, and seemingly no future. His life was destined to be one of failure, forgotten before it ever began. Until that day. When Aayan hit rock bottom, beaten, humiliated, and left to rot in despair, a voice echoed in his mind: [System Initialization Complete."] [Damn Fucking God System Activated.] [Host: Aayan. Status: Pathetic Loser.] [Objective: Conquer the World, Dominate the Strong, and Build the Ultimate Harem.] With the Damn Fucking God System—a cheat-like existence capable of making the impossible possible—Aayan’s life took a dark, thrilling turn. No longer bound by the rules of cultivation, he rose from nothing, turning humiliation into dominance and weakness into overwhelming power. This is the story of how a worthless boy became the most feared man in the world, with powerful women kneeling at his feet—not out of love, but pure submission. Highlight Features of the Damn Fucking God System (DFGS) for Harem Building: Harem Domination Protocol: Analyzes a woman's deepest desires, fears, and weaknesses, providing Aayan with strategies to seduce, manipulate, or dominate them completely. Whether it's a proud princess, a cold-hearted assassin, or a goddess from another realm—no one is beyond his reach. Charm Enhancement: Passively boosts Aayan’s charisma, making his presence irresistible to women. His voice, scent, and gaze can stir emotions ranging from fascination to uncontrollable desire. Seduction Quests: The system generates personalized missions like "Break the Ice Queen’s Pride" or "Tame the Demoness in Bed," with rewards including new abilities, cultivation techniques, or rare artifacts upon completion. Dual Cultivation Mastery: Grants Aayan forbidden dual cultivation techniques that not only enhance his power through intimate acts but also make the experience addictive for his partners, ensuring their loyalty. Emotional Control Field: A hidden ability that subtly influences the emotions of those around Aayan, making it easier to create bonds, spark jealousy, or ignite passion when needed. How Aayan’s Life Changes: From a pathetic, ignored failure to a ruthless conqueror, Aayan’s transformation is nothing short of monstrous. No longer begging for scraps of attention, he commands respect, fear, and desire. His enemies tremble at his name, while the most untouchable women fight for his attention. But power comes with a price. As Aayan climbs higher, he faces not just external threats from jealous cultivators, sects, and even gods—but also the growing darkness within himself. This isn’t just a story of power. It’s a story of domination, desire, and the rise of a man who refused to be forgotten

When preservationist Celeste Carter is hired to oversee the restoration of the historic Fairmont Theater, she expects a battle with real estate developer Adrian Hawthorne—not a descent into a decades-old mystery. The once-grand theatre holds a dark past, tied to a devastating fire in 1948 that killed a young actress named Evelyn Ross. The official story claims it was an accident. But the deeper Celeste digs, the more she realizes that someone is desperate to keep the truth buried. Strange occurrences at the Fairmont—ghostly whispers, missing records, and a mysterious informant—convince Celeste that Evelyn’s spirit is trying to communicate. When anonymous threats escalate into physical attacks, she and Adrian uncover a sinister conspiracy that dates back to the theatre’s original owner, Nathaniel Wren. But Wren wasn’t the only one involved. Powerful men in Port Bellingham conspired to cover up the truth—and some of them are still alive. With danger closing in, Celeste and Adrian must navigate a maze of deception, corruption, and long-buried secrets. If they expose the past, they could bring justice to Evelyn after seventy-five years. But someone is willing to do anything to stop them. And the Fairmont isn’t the only place haunted by its history.

Seira Fallon, murdered at 18, awakens as Irina Helgrave, the hated villainess of an unread novel. As Irina, she faces a doomed fate in a love triangle with the male lead, Noah, his cousin Ezra, and the maid Celine, who despises her. Meanwhile, 28-year-old Seth Carver , heartbroken and grieving his murdered family, is sent back to his 18-year-old self with a cryptic warning. To prevent more deaths-including his parents-Seth must save Seira, whose death sparks a cycle of tragedy. Both trapped in new lives, can Seira and Seth rewrite their fates before it's too late?

All changes started when Tao Ruan received a message. From then on, Tao Ruan would be dragged into a dream with real experience every night, and be manipulated by various fancy tricks: physiology lessons in the classroom… In front of the French window…simulating pregnancy belly play…. At first, Tao Ruan thought that Gu Zhizhou, the senior whom she had a crush on, would definitely not be a pervert who harassed and played with her. Until she was played badly in her dream, all kinds of evidence in reality gradually surfaced.

"the mansion is heavily guarded you won’t succeed ” Primo told me as we lay on the bed together. Little Jay is on the cot sleeping and dreaming of his own wonderland. I ignored what Primo just said and went to the drawer for my mask and a small relaxer container. Dropping the mask on the bed I opened the relaxer container which contains a white substance. “ Well Primo you may have taught me how to be heartless because you are my cousin but there’s something I know more better than you ” “ and that is? ” he ask very curious to know what is inside the container. “ how and ways to kill ” I replied and I covered the container sitting down on the bed again. “ Bolanle but you’ve never killed before ” he said with a sigh but I just smile as I wear my boots and grab my mask again. “ hey you should have seen Favour’s face when I stabbed her neck with that bottle I mean it was so lovely ” I said with a cute smile before turning to see his expression which I loved actually. “ are we keeping secrets now? ” he managed to say getting out of his shock. “ you never asked ” I replied fixing my mask perfectly and I hear him just chuckle behind me just proud of his little sister. “ if I may ask what is inside that container? ” finally he did “ well a special type of weapon I got from a friend ” I answered pulling my makeup box. I did the make up perfectly and I brush the wig and glue it to it’s place I turned and cousin can’t seem to recognize me. “ Bolanle I think you should be careful.. you know the.. ” “ I know Primo but not even my mother will recognize me tonight and nothing can stop me ” I opened the container again and rub the substance on my thumb really well. I must get my revenge tonight or never. “ but don’t you think you should take it easy you know the….” before he could complete his statement I’m already out like a flash. * 3hours later * The room is dark except for the light that flickers on and off, the body on the floor stirs as it struggle with the rope and here I come in my real appearance like the devil ? itself. A long flowing gown looks so elegant on me with my long fixed weave that reach my back. He struggles a little more and I remove the gag “ who are you? And why are you doing this to me? ” he cried and that makes me laugh I cut the rope and he just lay like that unable to move again. “ don’t worry you are paralyzed from the waist down you won’t be able to move for some moments ” I said lighting a cigarette. “ Bolanle? ” he said with fear in his voice finally recognizing the devil in front of him smiling and using a knife to draw out some pattern on his face without cutting him. “ don’t worry Kanmi I just wanna play you know the kind of game you’ve been playing ever since we got married ” I said stopping the knife on his neck and cutting him slightly. I lick the blood and from the corner of my eye I can see the horror on his face. “ come to think of it Kanmi today is our tenth wedding anniversary won’t we celebrate? ” I said cutting deeper. To be continued….

[highly mature book] [crime and psychological thriller webnovel] *[This novel takes a refreshing break from overused plot tropes such as the billionaire playboy or bad boy falls for good girl. This is a new taste of mystery/thriller genre that offers something new, something deeper and darker]* In the opulent streets of Beverly Hills, a string of murders sends shockwaves through the city, Los Angeles. Each victim is left with their eyes replaced—a signature as chilling as it is mysterious. Detective Lorenzo Hoffman, a seasoned investigator known for his unrelenting focus, is drawn into a case that grows darker with every clue. The accused is a world class opthomologist and in the eye of public, she is perceived as innocent for her breathtaking beauty and noble profession. As he digs deeper, Hoffman finds himself entangled in a web of psychological manipulation and hidden motives, where nothing is as it seems. The killer’s methods are calculated, their presence elusive, and their purpose disturbingly personal. With each revelation, Hoffman is forced to confront not only the darkness of the case but also the shadows within himself. The glass ball eyes is a gripping tale of obsession, deception, and the thin line between justice and madness. When every truth feels like a trap, can Hoffman uncover the killer before they strike again?

I has lots of descriptive sex, descriptive gore and violence, and lots of swearing and rude humor.