Incoherent Screeching

Volume 1- A painful death, all due to a misunderstanding. Julian sat there, hopeless. His death was imminent. Slowly, it all went black. "I'm... alive?" To Julian's surprise, he was not exactly dead. - Volume 2- The classroom was filled with incoherent chatter and babble, a combination of all the conversations mixed together, coming into a single ear. "Settle down, class! A former student is returning!" The normally loud classroom began to lower there voices, all shocked by the sudden and random information. No one was informed about this besides the teachers. The whispers and faint conversations continued. Creak... The door pushed open. A familiar face stepped into the classroom.

Eric Langley, an eighteen-year-old boy whose parents passed away three years ago, had no known relatives and was left to fend for himself. To support himself, he worked in a bakery, using his earnings to cover his daily needs and indulge in his favorite pastime—reading chapters of the novel "Humanity's Strongest Mage," which had recently gone on hiatus. Eric had a love-hate relationship with the novel. While he was captivated by its world, he despised the Protagonist, Alex Whiteheart. Alex had it all from the start: strength, fame, money, and of course, a harem. He never faced any real challenges, effortlessly overcoming every obstacle, which made the story lack something Eric craved....... Chaos. One evening, while taking a walk with his headphones on, Eric was lost in thought. The music drowned out the world around him, and he failed to notice a car losing control and speeding toward him. The last thing he heard was a screech before everything went dark. When Eric woke up, memories flooded his mind, and he quickly realized something was wrong. He wasn't in his own world anymore; he had somehow ended up in the world of "Humanity's Strongest Mage." To his shock, he found himself in the body of Arin Vale, an insignificant character never mentioned in the novel—a true extra. Now, armed with the knowledge of future events and driven by a desire for chaos, Arin had one goal: to disrupt the smooth journey of Alex Whiteheart, the Protagonist. He was determined to introduce Chaos into the story, making it far more interesting than it ever was, and in the process, he'll also find out that there's more to his character than just being an Extra. Let the Chaos begin! [Please, read up to 30 chapters before deciding. I'm sure you'll love it. Thank you!!] [WEEKLY GOALS] 100 Power Stones: 1 Extra Chapter 200 Power Stones: 2 Extra Chapters 300 Power Stones: 3 Extra Chapters 20 Golden Tickets: 1 Extra Chapter 45 Golden Tickets: 3 Extra Chapters Massage Chair: 2 Extra Chapters Luxury Car: 3 Extra Chapters Magic Castle: 15 Extra Chapters! [Please support this novel with power stones and comments. It'll motivate me a lot, thank you!!] Check out my other novels: Reincarnated With A Revenge System Elemental Vampire Join The Discord Server: https://discord.gg/BVPqquWX

“Lin Yunfeng! Stop right there!” Lin Yunfeng gazed back at the speeding figure behind him. Heart racing, he picked up speed and ran through the abandoned corridor. “You better stop Yunfeng!!” Ren Muchen growled loudly. The little brat was much faster than he had expected. “This is how you wish to face me after you fucking slept with me? Fine! Run then! Let’s see how long you can last,” Panting Lin Yunfeng looked back in panic. “I’m so sorry, it was a mistake. think of it as Stepping on shit. Please forgive me!” he placed a hand on his lower stomach and ran even faster. “Watch out!” Yunfeng gazed ahead in surprise. a half-rotten corpse stood in his way. He came to a screeching halt but the slippery floor made it hard for him to come to a complete stop. He fell unceremoniously face down on the ground. “Fuck,” The zombie jumped onto him with its mouth wide open. Its bloody saliva dripped onto his face. Yunfeng held his breath. He had read about this before but this was the first time he had actually seen an undead. It petrified him. ‘Is this how I die?’ “Growl,” the beast aimed at his neck precisely, Just as he thought his life was coming to an end, a long axe cut through the decayed neck of the Zombie. The heavy zombie fell right on top of him, oozing blood and puss. A hand grabbed him by his collar and lifted him up. “You are not dying, not today, not anytime soon...” Ren Muchen said with a nasty grin/ Yunfeng gulped. Muchen peered into his trembling black eyes coldly. “You know why?” because we are having a baby.” Yunfeng’s hand reflectively went into his tummy. “h-how do you know?” “You knew?! Yet you ran!” Muchen laughed coldly and shook him like a rattle. “Take responsibility you bastard, we created a life that day! “y-yes, I’ll take responsibility!”

*Prologue* As sunset painted the horizon, the family of four embarked on their journey, excitement radiating from the car. Twin sisters Emma and Emily chattered in the backseat, their contrasting personalities shining through. Emma, the introverted twin, was selective with her words, only opening up around family, while Emily bubbled with enthusiasm. Jack turned to engage the girls, oblivious to the speeding car ahead. Tragedy struck without warning. Screeching tires, shattered glass, and chaos engulfed them. The car crashed, sending Emma flying out of the vehicle. When dust settled, Jack and Sarah lay motionless, their lives slipping away. Emily, dazed and terrified, frantically searched for Emma, but she vanished. Unbeknownst to Emily, Emma's fate took a mysterious turn. A bystander, witness to the accident, rushed to her aid, whisking her away to an uncertain destiny. Was Emma truly saved, or did her rescue herald a new era of challenges? *Eight Years Later* Emily thrived in a world of privilege, surrounded by loving adoptive parents. She blossomed into a confident, outgoing young woman, encircled by close friends. Yet, the ache of losing her twin lingered, fueling her relentless quest to reunite. But how could she find someone existing beyond her realm? Meanwhile, Emma's life veered drastically. In a futuristic metropolis, advanced technology and alternate dimensions converged. Under a scientist's guidance, Emma navigated wonders and hardships, forging an unrecognizable identity.

Synopsis: Sophia, a journalist, investigates organized crime. Dante, a mafia underboss, is tasked with stopping her. But Sophia's determination and intelligence intrigue him. As they engage in a cat-and-mouse game, Dante finds himself torn between duty and desire. CHAPTER 1: "Deadline Looming"* Sophia Russo tapped her pen impatiently on her desk, staring at the blank page in front of her. Her editor, Mark, had been breathing down her neck all morning. "Sophia, where's the mafia exposé?" Mark asked, his voice firm but laced with annoyance. "You've had weeks to work on this. I need something concrete by the end of the day." Sophia took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. "I'm close, Mark. Just need to verify some sources." Mark's expression turned skeptical. "Verify? You've been verifying for months. I need results, Sophia." As Mark walked away, Sophia's phone buzzed with an incoming text: "Meet me at the coffee shop on 5th and Main at 7 pm. Come alone. -A" Sophia's heart skipped a beat. Alex, her reliable source, rarely contacted her directly. She glanced around the newsroom, ensuring no one watched, before quickly typing: "See you then." The message sent, Sophia's mind whirled with possibilities. What did Alex have for her? Was it finally the break she needed? The pressure from Mark still lingered, but Sophia's determination reignited. She would get this story. As she processed the message, a sudden wave of déjà vu washed over her. The newsroom around her blurred, and Sophia felt herself transported back in time. She saw herself as a teenager, sitting in the backseat of her parents' car, laughing and arguing with her mom about college plans. The sound of screeching tires and shattering glass shattered the memory. Sophia's heart raced as she relived the horror of that fateful night. Her parents' faces flashed before her: her father's encouraging smile, her mother's unwavering determination. The accident's aftermath unfolded like a cruel slideshow – the hospital, the funeral, the loneliness. Sophia's gaze drifted to the silver necklace around her neck, the press badge pendant a tangible connection to her parents' legacy.

NO !! She can’t keep living her life that way suffering from her adopted parents and her sister. That is too horrible, Living the way she wants? That’s just what Xiao Ying dare not think of. Too tired , really tired of living that way. Thinking of taking her life on a lonely night, a lonely street. Xiao Ying laughed mockingly at herself walking towards the oncoming car. Screech!! stepping on the break of the car abruptly, an angry yet charming voice rang out of the car. "Hey! You should go to die elsewhere if you want to, you shouldn't do this on the road" until she heard that ice cold voice jolting her from that lonely world. It’s so pleasant to hear yet sounds so cold. Irritating her further “And why do you care where I die” she snapped back angrily. None of your business, running off to another oncoming vehicle she felt a strong arm pulling her back simply throwing her off to the pedestrian walkway by the roadside without much of a hassle. "No I don’t care you seem to be mistaken, you almost bump into my car and moreover I'm still here" Luo Jietang replied sneering. “You can do what you like after I leave” sounding so domineering, it felt like he was the one deciding when she lives. Hey!! “we should go now or I will be late for the meeting” , Speaking to his assistant he walked into his car calmly. Saying in a sarcastic tone, “Tsk!! What a pain. Want to die?, you are free to do that”. You!! …. So annoying and Nosy, she cursed angrily at the leaving car. Lying still on the floor she sobbed quietly. Asking herself inwardly “Do I really have to die?”. P.s : This is a first time for me, mistakes are unavoidable… please be gentle and support. Thank You

In the night you hear a screech and then the sound of a body falling to the ground "Am I going to die? I would have liked to live longer. If I had another chance to live I would like it to be in an anime world" {Creating a body in an anime world} "Am I hearing voices? I must be delirious. Anyway, if I could be reincarnated I would like to have the powers of Rimuru Tempest when he becomes the demon king in MHA" {Creating a body in the MHA world and adding Rimuru's powers} {ERROR the subject would explode} {Changing Quirks for Magicules} {Success, successful reincarnation}

I was just an ordinary high school student, living my life day by day. But one day, everything changed. I was walking home from school, lost in my thoughts, when suddenly I heard a loud screech, I got hit by truck-kun And everything went black. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a strange place. (Worning: rp, abuse, possessive/obsessive, Yandare) Arthur: this story was inspired by 'reborn as a familiar' everything else is written by me

"Mara, come back! Somebody please stop her!" He shouted as he watched her run on the tarmacked surface of the road with her bare feet. The road was always busy but today there weren't as many cars. Jiren looked to the left side of the road, but he didn't see any car coming. He quickly ran up to cross to the other side but before he reached, he heard tyres screeching. At least that's all he could remember. Officer Palmer sat beside him, taking notes of his words, but he didn't say much. He also saw a girl, maybe a woman, sitting on a chair beside his bed. She was caressing his hair but he had no idea who she was. He was in a lot of pain, he passed out again.

[Previous Title: Travesty of 1959 (TO1959)] Ines Lacroix, the Lady of the Witching Hour who was hunted worldwide for decades. Someone like her… No one would believe that she had settled down, and grown into an old wrinkly woman who sold books for a living. From being a low-ranked member in an occult, a personnel under the Archduke, then a Saintess belonging to the Church of the Sun God, to finally having her face plastered everywhere and deemed a sinner. At first, Ines was flabbergasted at the accusations that flew her way one after another. Worst of all, all those whom she once knew believed the damned rumors and the papers—even her closest allies, and her lover, Regis Beaumont. During the pinnacle of her horrid reputation, horrified, Ines watched as the rumors came to life. Starting from mass genocide, arson, crimes against humanity, and dozens more—crimes and actions she had never committed were now tied with her name. But as time flew by, Ines had unknowingly accepted the rumors, and she became the person they made her out to be. “Ines,” Regis mumbled, a distraught look in his eyes, “You’ve changed.” Gently embracing the deformed spirit in her arms, she patted their little heads and smiled at him. “Have I?” — Excerpt: Ines watched as her sweet, beloved lover, Regis, held a blade to her neck. The poor man trembled like a feeble branch, unable to go through with his actions. “Do you hate me?” She softly asked, looking him in the eye. When he didn’t reply, she leaned closer to his blade. A thin red line appeared on her neck, and droplets of blood spilled onto the ground. Regis shook, and the corners of his eyes reddened as he helplessly dropped his blade. “No,” He murmured. A smile slowly crept up Ines’ face. Tears streamed down her face like a waterfall, and she threw herself at him. Muttering incoherent words, she wrapped her arms around him and wept. For a moment, Regis stood still. But, in the face of her tears, he crumbled and hugged her back. “I’m sorry, my love. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” “I know.” Ines watched as he defenselessly leaned into her arms, unaware of the looming dangers. Slowly, she raised a small dagger that she had previously hidden in her sleeve and aimed it at his heart. —— [This novel is participating in the 2023 WSA ] Discord: eudine Discord server: https://discord.gg/XKN7tJH88 [ON BREAK TILL OCTOBER 7, 2023!]

Lance's first memory of the world is him holding a knife while the old lady, Geneva, is holding her neck down the floor. One minute ago, he's just a gamer sitting comfortably on his work desk, eating his favorite chips, and cursing on the screen. Why? Because the evil character, Geneva, suddenly showed up behind him and almost killed him. Her screeching almost caused his eardrums to burst and is annoying to the point that he wanted to punch the computer to lay his hand on her. So why? Why does the dead Geneva look so real right now? Is he hallucinating because of his heightened annoyance to the NPC. Slightly losing his mind and touch on reality, Lance kicked the unmoving lady. The small tension he felt made him imagine that the dead Geneva suddenly rose up, alive, and attacked him again. "Ah!" he screamed. But the lady remains dead. However, for Lance, she's someone he needs to kill to survive. So even though the lady has no way to attack him now, Lance continued to bury the knife he has in his hand to Geneva's cold body. "Die! Die b*tch, you, f...cking b*tch. Die! Die! Die!"

This story is discontinued on this account as I will be rewriting this, I will post an announcement when it's back incase you guys want to continue reading Siun lived his life on “earth” in a blur, his incoherent memories troubled him as he feels like he was just living an empty life… until one day he died in a robbery at his minimum wage job. Siun : Is this the after life? Tex : Choose, be reincarnated and help the Hero kill the Demon Lord or have your soul imprisoned and tortured for eternity? Siun : Do I really have a choice?! He is suddenly thrusted into a fantasy world, with a plethora of different fantasy races (dragons, elves, demons and many more) and a world that overflows with incredible magic. Transmigrated into the body of a peasant with a loving family, along with a floating cat named Tex as his guide, his journey is set for smooth sailing! … Or so he thought, unlike what Siun expected, he was not overpowered but instead has to work hard to survive tooth and nail everyday in a war-ridden world, unfit and unforgiving to children, with his actions having huge, deadly negative effects on the original story’s plot. Will he be able to fix plot-changing mistakes caused by his actions and fix the world, or choose to run away in fear… again? ??? : again ----------------------------------------------- COVER NOTICE : I do not own the art for the cover I found it on Pinterest, I couldn’t find the artist, but if your the artist and would like me to not use your art tell me and I will remove the artwork*

“Squeal———” The screeching of emergency brakes tore through the entire night sky. Her body, like a broken bag, was flung onto the windshield, and then, rolled down to the ground viciously. That light purple evening gown was soon soaked red with the blood gushing down her legs. In the pool of blood, she lay silently on the ground, with only the images of his entanglement with that woman at the wedding lingering in her mind… Four years of entanglement, a single contract. He was President Leng, the finance mogul who could summon the wind and call the rain, icily imposing, his authority unchallenged. On a rainy night after breaking up with his beloved girlfriend, he found her, a helpless and orphaned girl, at the head of the bridge. He didn't love her, yet he made her his woman, a woman to bear his children. He had always just been used to her presence, until that night, when he saw her lying in a pool of blood with his child… She was the mute orphan who had relied solely on Ah Mo since childhood, born into hardship, calm and resilient. At the age of eighteen, to escape a fate of being sold by her uncle, she fled the small fishing village and met the cold and lofty him in the strange city. He paid for Ah Mo’s medical expenses, for her university education, they were entwined night and day, but all for the sake of a heir. That night, a car accident, a miscarriage, a broken heart, all she could do was leave in sorrow… [Note] The story is slightly tragic throughout but has a fulfilling conclusion. Finished work by Anxiang http://read.xxsy.net/info/162141.html Zuifei Crime http://read.xxsy.net/info/212178.html “Torture the Concubine”

The graduation ceremony is in full swing. Laughter and cheers fill the air as parents and children celebrate together. It's a beautiful sight. Everyone has someone by their side. Except for me. They didn’t come, huh? It’s a bit sad, but I’m used to it. My adoptive parents never attended my graduations; they see me more as a tool than a child. They want me to have a good future and a stable job. Some might say they just want what's best for me. But they're wrong. For the 15 years I’ve been with them, they’ve never truly cared. They said I should get a good job to repay their kindness. I can’t do much but follow their wishes. I slip out of the school hall, avoiding the festive scene. On my way out, I cross paths with Natsume Yuki, the girl who despises me. She’s pretty and smart, admired by many boys, and surrounded by friends. I envy her. “Are you happy you’re on top again? I bet you’re laughing at me.” Yes, I’m at the top of the class, just as my parents demanded, but it doesn’t matter to me anymore. Achievements have lost their meaning. I walk past her. She says many things, but I don’t listen. Hearing more would just make me feel worse. “O-oi!!” *Beeeeep!!!* A loud screech of tires and a crash of metal come out of nowhere. I look back and there... A truck is rushing toward us. Pls don't judge this is my first try making a novel

"Don’t do it love! Please. Am sorry I hurt you. How can I live without you? Forgive me. " The girl stood at the cross road. Tears streamed down her pale cheek as she debated between listening to his pleas or to her heart. She was tired and could no longer take any of it. He took everything from her yet she stayed until she felt that her soul was no longer alive. Each pain he caused chipped a little at her soul until there was nothing left to give. She was now an empty soul that was hanging on a thin thread. She was only breathing, but being alive never counted as living. It was time to let go. She closed her eyes and run in to the middle of the road. A loud screech was heard as her blood painted the black tarmac red. Nooo….. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@ NOTE: This work is on-going and not yet edited. DISCLAIMER The cover was made by my darling sister, @Bash. The images used is attributed to the rightful owner. Join my Discord if you wish to interact with me and discuss the characters. https://discord.gg/jJeBuJN8 If you like my writing, you can always buy me coffee. It would be appreciated. https://ko-fi.com/kittenbunny

when fifty percent of humanity mysteriously gained powers they considered it a blessing, A opportunity to play as superhero’s. And that is what they ignorantly did for 100 years, unaware of the terrible omen there blessing truly was. when the unknown was finally at their doorstep they were unprepared and caught with their metaphorical “superhero pants” down. although at the very least, the unknown forces from the beyond represented a common enemy for humanity to unite against. that was how the golden age of superheroes and supervillains came to a screeching halt, and how the age of nightmares began. / / Watch as Ace becomes the only being the nightmares fear.

Amidst an apocalyptic virus, Alona Lim had always been fond of blood and needles. She's considered to be a one in a million genius young doctor. However, she made a decision that had endangered humanity's only hope for survival—risking the last prototype vial on her best friend Harold. Being the risk taker that she was, Alona took even the slimmest chance of her best friend's survival despite the consequences it bear, only to wake up anew in another body. Alona, who was now named as Vera, swore she'll never get involved with medicine ever again and will enjoy her new life with much more action instead of grinding herbs and learning anatomies. But, seeing how these new people have terrible medical services, much less hygiene, had been sending her wits to the edge. Living in a patriarchal kingdom was already stressful as it was, but seeing how years of unbrushed teeth smooch, months of unshowered people shamelessly walk around, cooking ingredients from rat-infested food storage, and everything that checks off of the bucket list on how to spread a plague fast makes her OCD screech the shit out of her system. Medicine was easy, however, there were also different kinds of people who were fond of blood and needles—the "demonic" witches. Being born as a noble lady, the only reason they must get involved with needles are sewing and embroidery. Medical practitioners are only for the men, the "only logical beings." Witchcraft was a big taboo and considered as demonic practice that were associated with women who disobeys their father or husband. Once discovered that one practices witchcraft awaits nothing but grave punishments. But it does not help much when she's straight-up wayward with a calloused heart. As much as Alona shows potential as a medicine practitioner, she had to keep her male disguise, if not, more and more people will rise suspicion with her erudition to heal.

Legends foretold, the spark of light Fallen from the heavens to bring delight Those who follow in her goddess's light Shall be brought to lands that heavens compare Darkness however knows they won't fare Against this gracious sunbeam's shimmering might Snuff this ember before ruin is brought upon the dark Go forth, my faithful beast of darkness! Engulf the spark before it destroys us all! _ One of heart, one of mind, one wish that made the heavens open their pearly gates. A miracle, born to lead the world into a new age of peace for the light elves. Unfortunately, that would mean the end for the dark elves. The crimes of their ancestors were pushed down through generations. The new age of peace has no place for half-demons, someone must put an end to the newborn Messiah. Unfortunately for Philomel, this death sentence of a mission was pushed to her, courtesy of the Chief's son, Asclepius. Asclepius, an ambitious, short-sighted dark elf, determined to bring the dark elves to their former glory. A person Philomel made the mistake of pissing off. Dragging along the oblivious entrance guard, (Amon) they begin their emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Daggers in hands, can they become the villains their tribe so badly needs, or will the guilt finally drag them under? _ A voice bellowed and screeched from all around him. It sounded like a million cries through the echoes of a cave, that shrieked as it spoke. The shadows reach out toward the blood-red sky, forming a huge dark figure, the figure of a roaring dragon. Its eyes shine through all the darkness, one a brilliant blue, the other a golden yellow, slits of black in the middle, when the dragon blinks, it blinks sideways. From the corner of the eyes to the other corner, rather than one eyelid to the other. " Was anything but pleasant." The distorted voice of his father reminded him as the dragon stomped around. Each stomp crushed the homes of many and killed screaming villages. " Is this what you wish for? Is this what your heart desires?" The disfigured voice questioned. __ " I win." Philomel smugly whispers to Lenny. Completely pleased with herself before noticing Lenny's heart rate beating against her own, matching her speed but was off her pace. It felt like her heart was pounding at an unnatural speed which felt scary but at the same time interesting. She barely noticed Lenny's hazel eyes sparkling as his shocked expression slowly melts into a blissful goofy smile. Her attention finally returned to Lenny when his chiseled jawline moved closer to her. Lenny's head leans forward kissing Philomel on the cheek as he stares at her with such soft eyes. Philomel instantly blushes as she gasps at the sudden kiss. Her lips trembling trying to think of something to say but her brain malfunctioned. Lenny let out a deep chuckle as he ran a hand through his mahogany chestnut brown hair, extremely happy at Philomel's cute reaction. _ There will be romance but it would be slow-paced since it's friends to lovers. No smut scenes. There will be battles and tons of emotional trauma. Super in the middle can go both ways. This book is experimental writing. It shall be written in script format, detailed, and have a rhythmic beat/freestyle poem to certain scenery descriptions. The story shall also have switched target audience, where certain chapters are tailored to male/ female readers. There will be a notice to inform which chapters are which. Female Tailored Chapters (FTC) will have more cute scenes between characters. Male Tailored Chapters (MTC) will have battle based on the Dungeon and Dragon format where the victory or defeat of a match is based on a dice roll. Upload Every Saturday I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Inkitt. ______________________________________________

(Currently being revised so the story may be incoherent) "Knowledge, There you are! We need to do this quickly before the other gods notice." Valor says as he motions for her to approach. "I'm surprised you agreed to help with this." Gluttony adds with a cruel smile. "I never would have thought the God of Knowledge would be the one to give us aid." Knowledge mearly nods at his words. "Now, this is it! That crazy bat from the far continent has made some crazy monsters before but this one is the cream of the crop. Fully capable of self-evolution and self-replication. It can breed a whole army of different monsters by gathering the essence of other lifeforms!" Valor says as he points to a large egg on the ground. She nods again. "You know, I thought you'd be as excited as I am with this? Endless war and power; we'll have full control of the system once this thing begins its rampage." Knowledge raises her hands in the air and shakes them unenthusiastically. "As sarcastic as ever I see. Well, whatever. Place your hand hand here and help us with the seal." She does as she is told and a huge beam of light descends upon the egg; but her attention is elsewhere. Using the ceremony as a distraction, Knowledge brings lost souls from other worlds and implants them in unsuspecting inhabitants. She can see it. Tiny seeds of change have been sewn.

**MATURE Themes, Language, & Content** “Wait, this has to be a joke... I’m expected to share a dorm room with a man? I was supposed to room with other women!” She screeched while holding the sides of her head. “A man?” The male eyed her up and down, “Did you think I was human?” “Of course, you’re human. Things like vampires, werewolves, demons, fairies, and such don’t exist. So, what else could you be other than a human being?! Don’t be preposterous!” “Last I checked, demons exist,” he coldly replied, looking offended. She snorted as she crossed her arms in disbelief, “What? You expect me to believe that? Yeah, right... Are you trying to tell me that you’re like a demon or something?”. “LIKE a demon? No, no... I AM a demon, and my name is Xinith,” he lowered his voice as he crossed the room toward her. She stepped back until her back was against the door, “That is utter bullshit. Now back up, you creep!” “No,” he said in a much lower tone, “not until you believe me. Do you want proof? Then say that magic word you humans like to use so much to find us.” One of her hands was reaching into her back pocket, where she kept a small pepper spray bottle. He noticed her hand and gripped her wrist tightly, enough that he overpowered her and pinned not just one, but both of her wrists overtop her head. “You shouldn’t have done that, little one,” he growled, his face nearing hers. The room suddenly felt like it was closing in on her. Her heart was racing, and it felt like it was in a pinball machine, causing physical pain in her chest. Her lungs felt like they were drowning, and her eyesight kept fading in and out. She immediately tried thrashing herself around but to no avail. She was having a panic attack, and he was the cause of it. --- Alex was ready to start the next chapter of her life: College! Little did she know that the administration would mistake her for being a male student and place her in the men’s dorm because of her name. She gets stuck with the single suite that has only one bedroom but two beds! Even worse, she finds out that her dormmate is a demon?! What would happen if the two had a budding romance? Is her demon dormmate just using his powers to lure her in, or is she feeling something real? Only time will tell...

In a muddy, dark, tense field filled with hundreds of bloody corpses, entailed the fight of Ao’s life. With sparks flying, and the clanks of swords crashing against one another. The fight of two polar opposites but two sides of the same coin. Light and dark. Day and Night. Fire and Water. Brother and brother. The emotion filled slashes reverberating in the field, each a threat to take one another’s death. Until it did. Ao felt a pain he felt thousands of times before from his scar ridden body but this time, on his heart. And with this, he knew. He lost. From a 30 year rivalry it all came to naught. “All of that and you couldn’t even do it in one slice. After all of that… My death is a result of your insecurities Aka. I didn’t want your bastard throne you fool. But no… you sent hundreds of men for me… well done Aka…my own brother…you…won…” Suddenly, the pain vanished from Ao’s body and he suddenly felt the ultimate comfort. Until a rude awakening commenced as a deathly screech reached his ears. “Aahhh what now, for Gods sake” until he realised this screech was his own.

A gunman stands before his death watching the bullet slowly reach him. A battlefield littered with bodies of all races and genders, standing up from behind a sandbagged barrier someone yells for the gunman to move Now he isn’t in Egypt, in front of him an old woman and other kids. Talking about incoherent nonsense as he starts regaining his own senses back. What will he do surrounded by the worlds most dangerous weapon, MAGIC and TECHNOLOGY

Long ago there was one thing which was said and spoken, "All things magical or unatrual will fall." Waking up in the very heart of darkness, Raynard breathed. He did not know where or how he got to here. But he knew one thing, never ever forget. Like a call and a warning he breathed and went to slumber, befor growing into the form he was meant to be. 'Crack!' The heart of darkness no longer held his body, and instead broke from which Raynard was born. Claws, teeth, and eye's along with his very body was of an infant, more or less a predator. Raynard looked around his, his very skin dark red and a hunger unlike any he had felt, his nose itself stiffed. Ashes, sulfer and fire itself was what he smelled, but what caught his attention was the very egg he was awoken from. He grabbed and ate at the very obsidian shell he came out of and savored every bite, his very instinct was tell him that this was right. He then finished before walking out of the hole he was incased in. He saw a sea of other eggs just like his, ones colorful, ones larger and smaller, and ones with odd shapes, along with ones that stood out from the rest. And like a spawn, they too began to crack and hatch. Raynard knew what was comming, he set down and breathed the air which burned his very lungs. "So it started." His very voice was incoherent and only he could understand it.

When the kingdom of Eradain decides to destroy all in it's path in a bid to take over the world, The king of Haven's Peak after much hesitation has no choice but to send his one and only daughter to Shadow's Kiss - the land of vampires - to marry the Lord of vampires in return for his help. Princess Clarissa of Haven's Peak is proud, beautiful and plain wicked. Her name sends terror through the heart of many. All bow to her command and her wishes are granted without question. That is until she met the Lord of vampires, King Kieran. She just might have met her match. The hatred they have for each other burns deep within them but with destinies entwined it just might turn to something else. *** He smirked and looked down at her, a devilish smile in his eyes that set her nerves frantic. "Since you find my servants unsuitable to serve your needs, you might be the best person to serve them yourself." "Ex... excuse me?!" she spluttered in shock. "Dimitri. she will be washing her clothes herself and will be cleaning her room as well." he said turning to his most trusted servant. “I am quite sure she is capable of running her bath and dressing herself... " "How dare you?... " she asked harshly at the insult. "Would you like to prepare your meals and perhaps do the dishes as well?" Kieran asked looking back at her with a glint in his eyes. But she remained silent and shocked beyond belief. "I thought as much. Well we will be leaving you to your chores." he said stepping on her clothes as he walked out with the maid and Dimitri. "And by the way," he said stopping just outside the door. "I'd hate to see my castle looking untidy. So unless you wish to face the consequences, I suggest you do a good job." This time he walked off without stopping and the sound of her screeches echoed off the walls. *** Please support this author and check out my other books *Twisted Secrets(Mafia Teen fiction filled with lots of mystery and secrets. You're not going to find any other book like this. ) *My sexy greek God matchmaker (it's a teen fiction romantic comedy) And Please note that the cover is not mine. Mystery, action, romance and so many more await you. Just add this to your reading list, then sit back and enjoy the ride. Thanks

"Did you just ask me to help you practice sex positions?!" Mizuki said his eyes still widened. "You know we're both guys right Tamako?!" "Yes, I know that but I don't have a problem with it," Tamako said. "But what about me?!" Mizuki practically screeched.

“Is this true?” I asked. I can’t believe of what I have read on the posts on the social media account of the two writers that I met, Sketch and Doodle. I read again the post of Sketch.   I thought of something, not because there will be no update on his story but because of his post however I can’t remember where I read it before. Then, I read what Doodle had posted.   I suddenly remember my story and I read the last scene that I wrote; same words, same scenarios and same comments like how I read their posts. I doubt quite a bit but really it amazed me which I don’t know why. That is why I read some of their last few posts and it was quite surreal which leads to a coincidental from the turn of events on what their real life is and on what I wrote. I won’t pay any attention to what is going on because I know it wouldn’t happen. It seems like my suspicion is true… the things that I’m writing is coming true when there are real people that’s involved on my story however I need to investigate this.   Sketch wasn’t talking while driving, I can see on Doodle eyes how amazed he is while we travel, seeing a fine nature is really amazing while I seldom talk just to point where we have to move. I noticed Sketch glanced at me.   I smiled. “I’m actually kidnapping both of you and you two are willing victim.”   Sketch stepped on the breaks and it made a big screech of the car. “What?!” they both asked.

One Year Ago “No! Turn here,” K.C. shrieked in my right ear. The tires of my dad’s Bronco screeched with the sudden, short turn onto a car-packed street. “You know, maybe you should’ve just driven like I suggested,” I blurted out, even though I never liked anyone else to drive when I was in the car. As if reading my mind, K.C. responded, "And have you bury your face in your hands every time I don't launch myself through every yellow light? Not." I smiled to myself. My best friend knew me too well. I liked to drive fast. I liked to move fast. I walked as quickly as my legs could take me, and I drove as speedily as was reasonable. I rushed to every stop sign and red light. Hurry up and wait, that was me. But hearing the pounding rhythm of the music in the distance, I had no desire to rush any further. The lane was lined with car after car, displaying the magnitude of the party we were crashing. My hands clenched the steering wheel as I squeezed into a spot a block away from the party. "K.C.? I don’t think this is a good idea,” I declared…again. “It’ll be fine, you’ll see.” She patted my leg. “Bryan invited Liam. Liam invited me, and I’m inviting you.” Her calm, flat tone did nothing to ease the tightness in my chest. Unfastening my seatbelt, I looked over to her. “Well, just remember…if I get uncomfortable, I’m gone. You catch a ride with Liam.” We climbed out and jogged across the street. The party ruckus amplified the closer we got to the house. “You’re not going anywhere. You leave in two days, and we’re having fun. No matter what.” Her threatening voice shook my already unsteady nerves. As we walked up the driveway, she trailed behind me. Texting Liam, I assumed. Her boyfriend had arrived earlier, having spent most of the day with his friends at the lake while K.C. and I shopped.

A teenager meets a king to be sparks fly, But a noble cannot get married to a commoner. it has never happened in the history of Caledonia will she be able to learn the courtly ways of life in time to win the competition for the kings heart. will she be able to show all and sundry that she is more than capable of ruling caledonia. will he be able to coordinate the life of a king all the while trying to adapt with her lifestyle. A match set to change the universal way of life. A match that makes the earth tremble. A union blessed by goddess Aphrodite herself. Read to find out how Cassandra and Xavier fight the barriers in their way. will they come out victorious?? Read to find out Xavier trapped me by the wall,i gasp feeling a tingling sensation in my belly. "No Xavier we can't do this",i whispered sadly. Your crown,your fortune,your prestige and all you have are at stake i am but a commoner. I dont care,Xavier growled pinning me to the wall even more.i fight the urge to kiss him senselessly. Listen Cassandra i will give up everything i have including my treasure,crown,country for you. I gasp and stare up at him with wide eyes.i close my eyes and give into my desire. i pull him close and kiss him,fully pressing my whole body against him. He lets out such a groan that made my toe curl. I moan and he caresses my face all the while kissing me. The door to Xavier's office opens up What on earth is going on here, A voice screeches and we pull away from each other abruptly only to find queen mother staring at us in shock..........

Xena had instantly fallen in love with the most vivid brown eyes she had ever seen in her life, much like she had fallen in love with the place where she first saw the man. Although the strange man was crying at this point, he was still the most handsome guy he had seen in his fifteen years of existence. The problem was that she didn't know who he was or where he lived. Xena had been looking for her mysterious man, Seth. But when she finally met him, Xena tried everything to make him fall in love with her too. Even though Seth's heart belonged to someone at the moment, she was still chasing happiness. Xena keeps chasing the man she likes. Even though their love story was still in the middle, she knew they could get there one day. But there was Zimon, Seth's eldest brother. The arrogant bastard and the playboy He was a spoiled brat and thought that everyone in La Carolina would bow to him and do as he pleased. But not Xena herself. Zimon flirts with Xena almost every day of her life. All the things he had always done ended up making life difficult for Xena and always claiming her as his property. However, aside from her love problem, there was a deep secret that Xena was hiding... ***** Blurb   The warm air blows into my face, and I quickly realize that another wave of pain is about to hit me. All of the hair in my body stands up. There it goes. I try to run. But what else can I do? I was just a normal human who could see a different kind of creature who lived on the other side of the world. I was shaking my head. My whole body was trembling in fear. I can almost feel the pain that I usually feel every time something like this happens. while I was in the middle of the vast main road. A girl with long hair, dressed in a dirty white long dress but barefoot, was approaching me.I don't know what to do anymore. I should get used to it because ever since me and my dad live here in this town far away from the city, this is happening over and over again.   If maybe she was a normal girl, I wouldn't have doubted approaching her, but her face was decaying and there was a disgusting worm crawling in it. Then she wanted to come closer to me. I could hear a lot of shouting and cars screeching everywhere, but that didn't matter because I was in a life-or-death situation because of this scary lady.   But in the end, the girl still wins when she walks straight to me even though I fall to the ground. My eyes widened, my body shook, and the pain that felt like my body was tearing apart, then pulling at a lot of string, was happening again. I don't want this! I want this to stop. Please someone   As I opened my eyes again, I was in the place again. Every time a soul passes through me, my subconscious comes along with it. I don't know what kind of a place this is, but what I can say is that I don't like this place. Because aside from a lot of scary human souls, there were also different creatures lurking around as well, and each soul passed through me, making my time inside this place longer and longer. But I was only spending about ten minutes right now. But what I was scared of the most was if the time would come that I would stay here forever.   I closed my eyes as I saw a soldier walking past me.    

While attending his brother's funeral, Neil Mo noticed the little girl, sitting quietly alone with both hands hugging her knees tightly. The little girl had only lost both her parents. But in a room was full of people, no one seemed to pay attention to her. --- "Grandma, I don't want to live away from my daddy and mommy... I know that I won't get to see them again... What if I miss them?" her words were a bit incoherent as she forced back her sobs. Seeing the little girl, he felt something tugged on his heart. "Hazel," Neil spoke after a while. "If you don't want to live in the countryside with grandma, then would you like to live with me?" --- After losing his younger brother in an accident, the President of the MH group, Neil Mo, decided to look after his five years old niece. Who knew that looking after a child could be difficult than securing a business deal! Noticing that his niece was particularly close to her kindergarten teacher, Neil then offered her a job as a babysitter. "But, President Mo, what do you mean by living together?" --- Cover illustration: Kirinlukis --- Author Note: This story is written to participate in WPC, with 'single parent' as the theme. The story is slow-paced at the beginning, but if you read carefully, there will be hints on what will happen after. The middle part will get a bit fluffier, and there's going to be some action as well. Shared universe with: 1. Loving You Too Much 2. True Love and Other Lies 3. You're My Only Star 4. The Dragon Beside Me 5. Love So Sweet 6. Commander Qi's Runaway Wife 7. The Wedding Planner's Romance