Hermione House

We are in this new orphanage but why couldn't we leave? Is this house trying to stop us?

Lyla Emberfell never feared the dark... She feared what whispered in it. At Thornwick School of Magic, everything was supposed to feel safe — until Lyla starts hearing mysterious voices, losing her powers, and is attacked in her own dorm. Alongside her twin sister Nova and their loyal circle of friends, she uncovers ancient secrets hidden behind magical walls that were never meant to be opened. But the closer they get to the truth, the darker the shadows grow. Enemies are not just lurking in the dark... they're already inside. In a world where mirrors talk, doors are cursed, and magic hides more than it reveals, Lyla must face the House of Secrets — or be swallowed by it. Will she survive the truth? Or will the secrets consume everyone she loves?

"Born weak, scorned by his father and haunted by whispers only he can hear, Cael Ashveil was never meant to survive the game of blood and gold. In a world where magic costs lives and gold buys kingdoms, the whispers promise him both... if he dares to listen." ... Additional Tags #Slow-burn #Businessbuilding #scheming protagonist #Multiple Identities

The House Across the Lane A novel of hidden desires, bold awakenings, and the women no one saw coming. Maple Lane is quiet. Picturesque. A place where porch lights flicker on exactly at dusk and the scent of lemon pie mixes with trimmed hedges and gasoline. It’s a neighborhood that prides itself on appearances — and silence. But behind those closed doors, the women are changing. Claire Turner, newly divorced and quietly unraveling, thought she knew what loneliness felt like. Until she looks across the street and sees Gloria Whitmore—elegant, unreadable, and entirely unapologetic. What begins as cautious curiosity becomes something else entirely when Claire steps into Gloria’s home... and finds a world she never imagined existed. A circle of women — neighbors, wives, even mothers — are waking up from lives lived on auto-pilot. Their bodies, their secrets, and their truths have been hidden for too long. With every whispered confession and stolen touch, they begin to rebuild themselves, piece by piece. But someone is always watching. The husbands, distracted and distant, begin to sense something shifting. Some grow suspicious. Others intrigued. And one — Gloria’s own son — watches with obsessive hunger, recording what he shouldn't, until he's pulled into a game he doesn't understand. In the glow of suburban streetlights, under the weight of years of silence, the women of Maple Lane are choosing each other. And no one—not their men, their children, or their pasts—can stop them now.

Osamu Murakami was your average college drop-out, till he wasn't. By the age of twenty he was completely alone in modern Japanese society, failing his literature courses because his writing was too damn fantastical. Pooh. If writing fantasy won't sell now, he'd not want to live in such a world. Guess God heard his wish. After an incident at the local 7-11 convience store he was resting by the roof's edge, when suddenly he was startled by his goddess Fumiko and he fell. Fumiko tried to save him but they ended up falling together, and they died. But at least it was quiet now... right? Why is there the sound of a baby crying? Weird. Wait. Was that him...? He had reincarnated as Temius Daecerus, in the Royal House of Tarkhan Daecerus, the Iron Lord of the fantasy world of Selliva and he had absolutely no idea what he should feel about this sudden plot twist... Can't a guy even die in peace???? Now begins the story as we follow Osamu's adventure as the genius mage of the House of Tarkhan in the world of Selliva.

[ Warning: Mature content R-18 ] ______________________________ Luis, a man stuck in a troubled marriage, lives with his wife Lily and her family. Despite his efforts to improve his life, he is continuously belittled by his in-laws, especially his mother-in-law Ruth. Luis life takes a turn when he discovers a mysterious system. [Ding! The Lust system has been successfully bound!] The story explores themes of family dynamics, hidden emotions, and the desire for validation in a world where appearances are everything. Ryan must decide whether he will continue to be passive or take control of his own destiny, all while learning the true power of the system that has entered his life. ______________________________ [Things to be noted] 1. From the title, you should've guessed it already but let me tell you the story will be filled with many sexual adventures. So... you are welcome to enjoy them..... 2. However... don't expect MC to have sexual relations with every woman he meets. I'll be focusing on the story, and would 'Try' not to blindly throw sex scenes left and right. Important Note: If you enjoy the story then don't forget to vote your GTs, Power stones and also if you can, send some GIFTS too. This poor soul would appreciate it. Happy reading~ ________________

Looking back, maybe it wasn’t all that bad. Sometimes I wonder if life would’ve been better if Eliza and I had never discovered the truth. Maybe that’s selfish. But we might’ve been happier— or at least, that’s what I like to believe. Magic is a mystery. Even now, no one truly understands it. It flows through the world, choosing its own vessels. And once it touches you, it never lets go. I wish that was all I had to tell you. But my story is darker— filled with mystery, sacrifice, and loss. My name is Maddox. And we should’ve never left the orphanage. Schedule Hi, I’m Dox I’ve come up with a schedule for chapter releases: I’ll be releasing one chapter a day (except on Saturdays) until the volume is completed. After that, there’ll be a short break—depending on how hard I procrastinate—while I finalize the next volume. Then the cycle repeats. Please consider adding House of Hules to your library. It’s my first serious attempt at writing a novel, and I’ve got an epic tale I’d love to share. Don’t forget to shine brighter than the rest :) But what choice did we have?

NOTE: IF YOU'RE SENSITIVE TO GORE STORIES PLEASE, DON'T READ: In the beast-world of Burmurlerk, Queen Yrmeta, a powerful, dragon-like monarch blessed with primal elemental magic, once ruled in peace. But her reign shattered when members of her own court, nobles, governors, even distant kin, accused her of consorting with the forbidden forces of the Ancienty Seven of Deadly Beings, ancient entities tied to corruption and apocalyptic power. Betrayed from within, war erupted. Yrmeta’s realm burned. Many of her bloodline, cousins, nieces, nephews, siblings, and older children, were killed. With her kingdom crumbling, she fled through a rift to Earth with only her husband Lord Velkan, her sister Aunt Tyrraline, and four of her surviving children (ages 25, 23, 21, and 19). On Earth, Yrmeta entered a conscious stasis, a living crystal cocoon, to heal. During her slumber, she magically bore eleven more children, all gifted, monstrous, or strange. Among them is the youngest: Elian, now 14 years old, seemingly human, but only Tyrraline and Velkan know the truth of his origins. The family, now living undercover in the human world, poses as eccentric and homeschooled while navigating schools, jobs, and the modern world. Aunt Tyrraline acts as the sharp-tongued matriarch, enforcing secrecy and stability within the chaos of their monstrous household. Yrmeta, even in slumber, can communicate telepathically, but only with Elian. Despite appearing fully human, Elian is loved deeply by his siblings. He alone can hear their mother’s voice in dreams, where cryptic warnings and impossible memories hint at a deeper destiny, one possibly tied to The Seventh, an unnamed and sealed entity from the Ancienty. While the family tries to live peacefully, strange phenomena escalate. Elian’s dreams grow darker. A new substitute teacher, Mr. Cane, appears with unnatural timing and eerie knowledge. His gaze pierces Elian’s disguise. And then, nightmares begin manifesting physically. Behind the veil of human life, Yrmeta’s enemies, and the true power of the Ancienty Seven, begin to stir again. And Elian, whether he likes it or not, may be the key that unlocks both the past’s truth and the future’s destruction.

When Lydia Grey, an ambitious Oxford student, inherits the ruins of Lantern House in northern Wales, she expects nothing more than a crumbling relic of her family's past. Instead, she finds journals and evidence of forbidden experiments that once blurred the line between science and madness. As rooms shift and shadows whisper secrets across mirrors, Lydia realizes she's not just exploring history—she's becoming part of it. Two timelines begin to echo each other: 1885 and 2025, bound by one family's obsession and one house's impossible power. What would you sacrifice to uncover the truth… when the walls themselves remember you?

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Chapter Title: Chapter 1: The Whispering Walls --- Chapter Text (Paste This): The storm had not stopped for three nights. In the silence between the thunder, she could hear it again — those faint whispers inside the walls. Helena gripped the edge of her hospital desk, eyes locked on the cracked plaster just above the patient bed. Room 313. No one lasted long in it. St. Delora’s Mental Asylum had been standing since 1892, tucked away beyond the woods outside Black Hollow town. People said it was cursed. Helena didn’t believe in curses. Not until she met Patient 47. He was quiet, pale, and watched the walls like something might crawl out any moment. And every night, at exactly 3:13 a.m., he whispered one thing: “They’re waiting in the house.” When she asked him which house, he simply smiled and said, “The house that listens.” Then he scratched a drawing onto the padded wall. A house. Long windows like eyes. And dozens of ears, carved into the bricks. The next morning, he vanished. The staff blamed it on a clerical error. No one else remembered admitting him. Not even the security cameras showed anything. But Helena had the drawing. And a voice had started whispering to her, too. In her sleep. In her walls. She knew she had to go to the house. The same house from the drawing. The one no one dared talk about. The one that appears in the dreams of madmen. The House of Whispers.

The cries of a child could be heard infront of Hopes Orphanage Home so early in the morning. Claire got up murmuring that a child has been abandoned again, "what is wrong with mothers of nowadays", she went out and picked up the child, brought her in and named her Eliara. Time went by, Eliara grew up in the orphanage alone and depressed, she was always rejected by everyone who came in to adopt a child, she was known to be abandoned and dejected. Any kid she made friends with always left her alone at the end, this made her feel useless and lonely. However, when she clocked 18, she felt the urge and reason to leave the orphanage home since no one wants her. Then, she picked up her diary, which she had made as her best friend and started writing the story of her 'no return journey' before she embarked on it. She wrote in her journal what she has passed through and how she had felt all these while. She left the only place she knew as home in search of love, happiness and the feelings of being wanted, a place where she could be acknowledged. She believes that when she stepped out into the real world, everything would change for good. After she sets out on the journey, unfortunately for her, what she came across was what she least expected. Then many questions arises in her mind, "what are the more hidden nemesis, life keeps in secret for her? "What would become of her, in this hollow and dark world?".

When a family moves into an old home with a dark past, they quickly realize it's not just the creaking floors or cold drafts they should fear — it's the feeling that someone, or something, is always listening.

Four queens. One throne. Let the game begin. The Queen of Diamonds rules with fury. The Queen Hearts plots with poison. The Queen Spades strikes from the shadows. The Queen of Clubs commands with war. Each a villainess. Each a storm. The kingdom was never meant to survive all four. But this is no ordinary war-this is a game, and every move is watched, every misstep manipulated. The deck was stacked before the first blade was drawn, and somewhere behind the veil, the true gamemaster waits. Let the cards be drawn. Let the queens take form. Let the crown be shattered in a crimson storm.

Since time immemorial, there lay a house free from the chains of time. It was said that all who lived there gained eternal youth, and such beings are named – Ancients. Dynasties rose and fell, yet this house remained untouched by the world. However, no secret remains hidden and no treasure remains unclaimed. The world had become too powerful! The races of the world drove them to their deaths, but one last way remained. Laex, the brightest of the 8 Ancients, entered the Gate of Rebirth to pursue a new life free from the chains of immortality and the curse that came alongside it. In a quest to call upon his fellow Ancients to this world, he would have to overthrow Kingdoms, Empires, States, and Dynasties! In this world of Codex, Keys, and Gates, a new adventure awaits!

A journalist who didn't know what he was getting into... until he foolishly discovered it.

Aanya and Veer step into the mirror’s cursed realm—a world of broken memories, flickering shadows, and echoes of everything they were too afraid to face. Inside this haunted reflection, guilt takes shape, and forgotten promises demand payment. But it’s not just horror that waits on the other side. It’s her. Ananta. As the truth unravels, Veer becomes Aanya’s anchor. Protective, burning with quiet rage at her pain, he wraps her in love like armor—whispering deadly romantic confessions even as ghosts close in. "If this mirror wants you, it’ll have to take me too. And trust me, sweetheart—if death wants to dance, I’ll make it waltz to your heartbeat." Their journey is a descent through guilt and memory—revealing Ananta’s sacrifice, Naira’s whispered warnings, and Aanya’s forgotten promise to never leave her sister behind. But it’s Veer’s words that tether Aanya to the light: “You were never a curse, Aanya. You were the only thing this House couldn’t break.” With emotion crackling like thunder and horror pulsing at every corner, this novel delivers romance draped in ruin, and a love that dares to survive the mirror. The reflection never lies. But sometimes... it forgives.

A horror novel writer, Kaelen Verin, inherits an abandoned house on the outskirts of a modern city. No one wants to speak about its past, and the locals regard him with fear. However, what he discovers inside is more terrifying than anything he has ever written. Inside, he finds an old manuscript titled "A Broken House and Dead Bodies" – the exact title of the novel he intended to write. The problem? The book is fully written. And it tells his story. With each page he reads, the events described begin to become reality. The corpses mentioned in the text appear in the house, shadows from the past whisper impossible truths, and a cursed medieval knight, clad in broken armor, tries to kill him, accusing him of "creating him and condemning him."

Synopsis: Abandoned by her mother at the tender age of three, twelve-year-old Zaria has known little but heartache. Raised in a home shadowed by neglect and cruelty, her father’s new marriage brings no relief—only a cold stepmother who sees her as nothing more than a burden. While her stepsiblings live carefree, Zaria carries the weight of silence, loneliness, and the desperate hope that one day she might find love and belonging. As she navigates the painful truths of her fractured family, Zaria must summon an inner strength she never knew she had—because sometimes, the hardest battles are fought in the place that’s supposed to be home.

Just writing this for fun not a good writer first time go easy

The name Vashirayan means nothing to most. It doesn’t trend. It doesn’t hold office. But in rooms where wars are decided, it means one thing: Stay quiet. Or disappear. Across the world, they are known by many names: The House of the Sage. The Crownless Kings. Hi no Michibiki : “Guided by Fire.” La Sombra Serena : “The Serene Shadow.” The Ones Who Don’t Knock. Each name different. Each name earned. Each name spoken only once. House of the Sage is a modern myth-thriller, where ancient bloodlines shape new empires, and a silent war simmers beneath elite society. At its center: Nivrit Vashirayan. A quiet graduate student with a calm voice, brilliant mind… and a terrifying inheritance. He was raised to disappear into normal life. But some bloodlines don’t go quiet forever. When Niv steps into view, it’s felt everywhere. Cartels hesitate. Private guards get reassigned. Old families reopen dossiers sealed in fireproof cabinets. Because the Vashirayans never announce themselves. But the world always feels it when they move.

In a kingdom where noble blood means everything, Eliana Veyne's family name means nothing—except fear. When a duke chokes on a poisoned grape at the royal banquet, the court whispers her name. But Eliana isn't hiding. She's reminding them. Because the Veynes don't need magic to be dangerous. They need only the right moment... and the right lie.

Timothy’s sister has been missing for three years. Though a noted cross-country serial killer claimed her, no trace of her body has ever been found. Everyone, including her ex-boyfriend, Marshall, has accepted the story, except Timothy. After a series of increasingly puzzling dreams, Timothy convinces Marshall to join him on a journey to Trinity, Georgia —a town surrounded by forests and shrouded in mystery. Their quest for the truth soon takes a horrifying turn when deeply buried secrets burst to the surface, secrets that could lead to a house in the forest whose truths may be more horrifying than either of them can imagine.

In the forgotten reaches of Yr’Thalos, where mountains scrape the belly of the gods and seas swallow secrets, a spark ignited—one that would carve destiny into stone and flesh alike. Reginal J. Ashveil, a man born from dust and storm, held the last ember of an ancient power—the Fang. With the bond of Ma’karash the dragon and the fierce loyalty of Kammy and Milo, he would rise against silence, against the gods, against the erasure of all that was. The world waited. The flame stirred. This was the dawn of the Emberborn.

Ten years. Ten years of silence, steel bars, and suffocating isolation. Ten years of sacrifice for a family that never intended to save her. Heira Darnell believed her choice was noble pleading guilty to a crime she didn’t commit to protect her father’s empire. She imagined her loyalty would be rewarded with love, with redemption. That her family would fight for her release, proclaim her innocence, and one day welcome her back with open arms. She was wrong. When the prison gates finally opened, freedom came with a devastating truth: her family had erased her. They denied her existence, rewrote history, and built a new life without her. In her place, they installed Calliope a girl they adopted not out of love, but out of strategy. Beautiful, brilliant, and venomous beneath a perfect smile, Calliope didn’t just fill Heira’s shoes she twisted the knife. It wasn’t enough to replace Heira. Calliope rewrote her story, poisoned what was left of her name, and made sure no one would ever ask what really happened. The Darnells the people Heira bled for abandoned her the moment she became inconvenient. And it was Calliope who helped seal the door behind her. Shattered by betrayal, burning with rage, Heira steps back into a world that no longer remembers her but she remembers everything. Especially Calliope: the snake in silk, the false daughter basking in stolen power, the rival who knows exactly how to smile while twisting the blade. Now, Heira wants more than justice. She wants retribution. They stole her life, her name, her dignity. She’ll take back all of it and more. Brick by brick, secret by secret, she’ll dismantle the legacy she once protected. And when she returns to the mansion that cast her out, it won’t be as a daughter but as a reckoning. They thought prison would break her. Instead, it forged her. The game has changed. And Heira is no longer playing by their rules.

When Luke's family moves to an old house in the woods, his family hopes for a fresh start. But the silence isn't peaceful-it's watching. His little sister starts acting strange. The walls start whispering. And something in the dark is waking up. Some houses don't want you to live in them. This one wants to live in you.