Unscramble Pungent

The path of cultivation was full of thorn but who could resist the temptation of immortality? Li Kong was an ordinary young man living in the village peacefully before a star fall from the sky and gave him a chance to become a cultivator. But yet, strange things keep happening inside of the village. An unknown altar made deep within the woods. Cases of livestock disappearing. A faint pungent smell hovering in the air. Just what was happening inside of the village?

Amy, a typical New Yorker, has a life like a tightly - wound clock because of her busy job at the United Nations - precise yet exhausting. She is a person who is rational to the core. Superstitions about ghosts and gods, in her opinion, are like fairy tales for coaxing children, and sweet - talking is like cheap perfume, pungent and hypocritical. On that day, the heavy pressure of work made Amy feel breathless. She returned to her apartment where she lived alone, like a robot with its battery drained. Her only thought was to throw herself onto the bed and isolate herself from the whole world with the quilt. However, midnight, like a mysterious incantation, disrupted her plan. The old radio in the room cabinet made a strange beeping sound, and then a faint cry for help came: "Help... " Amy's heart suddenly tightened. Despite the mixture of fatigue and fear within her, her curiosity still made her ask the radio, "Who are you?" "I'm Tom. I'm being chased by a serial killer. I'm hiding in an abandoned warehouse. He'll find me soon... " The boy's voice was full of fear. Without the slightest hesitation, Amy immediately called the police. A rescue across time, of love and redemption, thus began.

When the blood-red moonlight soaks the window lattice for the third time, you will find that black leather-bound manual by your bedside. The gilded cover is printed with an upside-down cross, and the ink on the inner pages gives off a sweet and pungent smell like rotten flesh - welcome to the Survivor's Safe Zone, where every rule is a blade coated with honey. Can you escape?

He was Joaquin Dela Cruz, a Filipino exchange student. His excitement turned into unease when he finally met Lianhua Zhang, the daughter of his host family. Cold and distant, she made it plain that she didn't want him around. And when she muttered something about him not being the first Filipino student to come here and that the last one hadn't exactly been a success either the tension started to rise. This search for unscrambling truth involves Joaquin in the old secrets, family feuds, and cultural expectations that bound him close to Lianhua. At Henan University, where both of them must spend time together, sparks are ignited between the two, as are misunderstandings, clashing ideals, and an undeniable attraction they cannot resist. She would then reveal, within the course of this history, a painful past that once comprised a forbidden love between a Filipino student and the local girl: heartbreak, the loss of dignity when love ends in shame and despair. In a family where such happened before, it is not supposed to happen again. And yet, through everything here, Joaquin and Lianhua are inescapably attracted to one another above and beyond everything. But when an unexpected betrayal exposes their growing relationship, Joaquin must make an impossible choice: fight for love or leave before he is forced out of China forever.

Crazy forbidden love and passion, had driven Lilith out of Salem, the home of witches, the only home she had known for years. Birthing a human in the witches’ world was considered a curse to them because of the legend they believed in, which went like this “when humans came, died witches fame. The watchers intervened, extinguishing both their flames” this led them to believing that humans would be the reason for their downfall and the wiping out of their clan by the watchers. She is banished to live and suffer in the contemporary world amongst the humans whom she was so much drawn to, all the while taking care of her only son. Lilith successfully learns to hide her true identity from the humans, while protecting her son from both enemies within and without. However, being secretive is always considered suspicious anywhere be it humans or witches. Therefore calamity was bound to occur. Will she be able to overcome these hardships? Or will her son become her legacy, her reason to enact revenge upon the witches, for the deathly suffering they both were subjected to? Armaros: “Armaros” meaning curse, the name given to him by the witches after his mother Lilith, had disobeyed the very laws that governed their world. Though at a young age, he couldn't understand why he was mocked for his hair and eye color, he soon grew to understand why and what they stood for. The witches claimed to be the superior race, yet the elders from their clan refused to closely approach him, making him wonder why, after all he was only but a feeble, harmless human. Forces beyond human and witches reality, soon begin unfolding like little rose petals before his eyes, making him question his mother on the true origins of his birth. When he finds out, will he be able to accept this new identity and carry on the burden that drags alongside it? Or will he keep seeking revenge for the shame that was brought by the witches upon his mother, slowly driving him into irredeemable darkness? Or thus will "love”, the reason for his mother's suffering be a firm support to him, helping him lighten the weight of the burden he carries? Excerpt In the contemporary world: The last bell to end the classes for the day rang, and a black haired boy picked up his bag heading outside the school dormitory, while four other students accompanied him as they spoke to each other on their separate ways home. Armaros soon arrived at his destination, looking around, before calling out, “Mother, mother I'm back” but there was no reply so, he went into the kitchen where she was usually always at, either cooking or cleaning. On getting there, the pungent smell of blood welcomed him and he looked below the kitchen counter to see his mother’s throat slit and her eyes staring at him with a hollowness in there. Beside her body lay a letter which read "from your loving….. find out yourself” with a smirking sticker glued beside the letter. *** Female lead will be introduced later in the book. Please feel free to drop reviews on this book and vote if you want. For updates and more information, reach out to author on; Email: justtrouble021@gmail.com Instagram: just_trouble45 Discord: Just_trouble#3566 You can also join our discord server to discuss this book and many more with other readers, when you follow my Instagram page and click on the discord link in my bio.

Mo Xiao slowly regained consciousness in a desolate mechanical ruin. His head ached intensely, and his memories were like scattered sand, impossible to piece together. The pungent smell of rust filled the air. Twisted metal debris all around was emitting wisps of smoke. What made his blood run cold even more were the monsters wandering among the ruins. They had strange figures, some like a grotesque fusion of machinery and flesh, emitting low - pitched roars. Mo Xiao curled up in fear, not knowing where he was or why he was there. However, the instinct for survival quickly calmed him down. In this perilous place, he clenched his trembling fists and decided to explore his own background and the truth behind this apocalyptic world.

A promised eternity and meaningful vows linked the Greek god of love and a mortal to lifetimes of relationship. Two drips of blood stained one rock as the proof of their devotion for each other. Before Eros could kiss his bride, she collapsed to deep slumber in his arms. The first and last kiss he ever laid on her forehead was a heart wrenching one that moved clouds to tears, stopped birds from singing and darkened the sky. At the peak of his heart ache, he glared at his mother, Aphrodite, resentfully for her lies, schemes and jealousy. "The moment you decided to hurt her, you should have expected losing me as your son." Eros eyes laid on his wife whose body withered to ashes and flowed to the underworld. "Let her live and I'll be her replacement." Once again, he watched her soul reach safety to the Oracle's hands. Aphrodite stripped away his power and threw him to the dungeon of suffering and torment, expecting him to give up his stubbornness after a few days. His love for her only deepened and the desire for power heightened. Eventually, he became the Devil. Oracle: "Her soul has been sent to the reincarnation portal, but I can't say when it would be her turn." "I'll wait for that day to come." Eros sipped his wine in his chamber as he stayed away from heavens. Thousands of years later..... "Master! Master! The human world is very exciting! There are books about you and your late wife's love story there too! I wonder how humans learn about these stories." The teenage crow demon, Axle, flapped his wings excitedly as he chanted about his findings. "Oh? Then bring me that book as souvenir next time." Eros chuckled at his underling. ------------------- The crow disguised himself as a teenager and always wandered around in a bookstore. "Tsss.. paper cut!" The girl accidentally cut her finger when she flipped to the last page of the Greek mythology tales book at the counter. "Are you alright?" "Yes, but the book..." "It's fine. I'll still take it." The crow said as he didn't mind the drip of blood that stained the words, happy ending, on the last page of the book. --------------- The book burned to flames and was tossed to the floor for others to make a bonfire. "Ridiculous! Happy ending? Don't let me see that ever again!" Eros' rare anger filled voice echoed piercingly in other demon's ears. Crow: "Master! Look!" Eros' attention landed on the pile of ashes on the floor. With widened eyes, he approached the pile of ashes and picked up the unburned piece. "Happy ending.." Oracle: "Eros, she's back." -------------- - A certain high school - "Ugly trash! Leave!" Classmate voices echoed in the girl's ear as she found her gymnastic sneakers filled with pin tacks, gym uniform soaked in pungent scented liquid and scribbled curses all over her desk. Facing the insults five days a week, she had gotten used to it. Still, it hurt to see people duding by her appearance. As tears clouded over her face, the mixture of cosmetics melted. "Here, wipe your tears. Don't let their words get to you." The popular classmate smiled and handed her a pack of tissues, instantly winning her heart as nobody had shown her an inch of respect in school. Rinsing her cosmetic filled face at home, the water dyed grey along with other colors. "I found you, my prince." Too bad, the prince was just a jerk who wanted to gain popularity. Luckily, she realized it early. ------------------ One night, she saved a kitten from getting run over by a car. The driver stepped out and asked if she was alright. Seeing how the man was wrapped up from head to toe, she handed the kitten to him. "I'm fine. Here, take the kitten to the hospital." "Miss, I think you need the hospital more than the kitten." His voice sounded magnetic to her ears. "I'm really fine. Bye." Her gorgeous smile greeted the man warmly. "Interesting. She didn't scam me." Eros stared at the direction where she had ran away.

A soul that exuded the pungent stench of blood was trapped in the river of reincarnation Not accepting the fate of death, his primitive instincts came to the surface. Fighting against the pressure exerted on his soul, his soul was about to break, but suddenly he found himself in the body of a noble teen, who was considered the trash of the Crimson family. English is not my first language, so may have some mistakes :p

Cleo Theron has been imprisoned in the Dungeon for years and live her life in the darkness and pungent smell of the dungeon. The only one who lights up her world is her son. How can they escape the darkness that surrounds them? will they be able to see the light and survive the darkness their in?

“What the fuck?” Was all I could say. Because truly, what the fuck? One second I’m flying over my boss's desk ready to send that asshole to the hospital and the next everything is gone and I’m in a cage in the middle of a field, the pungent smell of earth hitting my nose. “Ah the summoning worked then!”

The wind blew softly, but it was heavy with the pungent smell of ashes and decay. The cities, now shadows of what they once were, remained silent, their ruined buildings rising like empty skeletons toward a dim sky. In the streets, the echo of shuffling footsteps was the only sound breaking the stillness. For the few who had survived, the day had begun once again. But in this world, days were indistinguishable from nights, and rest was a luxury only the dead could afford.

The pungent stench of corpses filled the room. Unable to bear the perverse scent of ichor for long, Del began to feel his stomach turn itself over. “What the hell is going on?” Del is a young man living the life of a NEET when he finds a special game that transports him into a fantasy world. Now a Necromancer forced to deal with the power that he now possesses, Del has to overcome all kinds of obstacles to survive in a world and become the number one villian!

Your bed is beside the window that overlooks the garden outside. You left it open one Friday night because you enjoy sleeping in the fresh air. You had a nightmare that woke you up, and you are now paralyzed in your bed. You open your eyes and look out the window. The moon is obscured by clouds, and a faint light shines through the night. A man with a severed upper torso is seen looking at you through the window, staring at you. He is aware that you have noticed him, but he does not flinch. His unblinking attention was rooted in you. A pungent stench could be detected, as it entered the room. Have you seen IT watching? ------------------------------------------------------------------- WSA2021/Spirity Awards Spring 2021 entry on Horror&Thriller. I publish 3-5 chapters per week. Each chapter has a word count of 1500 or more. I am a new writer doing it for a hobby and who is still learning, so I make mistakes. Don't be afraid to express your confusion or point out any grammatical mistakes. You are welcome to come by if you like. I read all of the comments. Naturally, there are certain things I can not reveal. For example, if anyone points out an inconsistency and I don't answer it, it's most likely there for a purpose. Enough of my rambling, Stay safe everyone, and thank you for reading. ~ Baibai Minna-san

There are many games out in the world, but I liked this one single game, the game which took the gaming community like a storm, everyone talked about it and everyone wanted to play it. I was no different, I was just a girl who loved games, and yet somehow after two long years of playing the game, I ended up inside the game as a villainous extra with not a single line in the game's progression! But that does not mean I am going to die like in the original! ******************* The golden light enveloped everything as the red sun slowly rose. A woman stood amidst a battlefield painted red with the blood of many fallen soldiers and wizards. Her long black hair, which looked like a void, cascaded around her in the morning breeze, which carried the pungently sweet scent of death. Her clear blue eyes, which resembled the deep and vast ocean, stared directly at the blonde man in shining armor. Her arms loosely hung as her posture stooped, she waved her two short, intricately designed black daggers dripping with blood at the man taunting him. The blonde-haired, handsome man stared at her with his determined blue eyes as he pointed his big and glimmering sword at her. The woman's stone-cold face slowly turned to a malicious sneer as she licked the blood in her daggers right before charging at the man. ***

[Book III of EdensVerse] "It's been 3 years, huh..." I lowered my espresso and clutched it with both hands. Suddenly, even this empty train car felt too small. She kept talking. "Wait, you are aware it's November again, right?" "Until now, I still question why you lived through that." "Well, at least your sister isn't that helpless anymore, yeah?" Maybe I was tired. Maybe I was grumpy because I hadn't drunk all of my coffee. But I decided, recklessly, to answer her. Now that I look back on it, I think I got those 3 years of somewhat peace because I never had contact with her for that long. I shouldn't have spoken to her. But... "Shut up, Dea." --..____= Walking through the crowded streets of a certain city's donwtown, you'll see different people. Some aren't people at all. Some may even be above human. Enter Clara, an untrusting, over-caffeinated 21-year-old who just wanted some peace and a decent life Marin, who remembers nothing and wants to know why her sister won't answer her when she asks about what happened while she was in a coma Venice is tired of watching those he loves die over and over again, while he remains useless and unable to help Kiku, a high-ranking employee of the ECC, wonders who he'll be when he unscrambles what happened during the 10-year gap in his memory Kuro, a jaded, cynical man with an unhealthy obsession with his childhood friend, wants to know the truth behind who he really killed 3 years ago But the price of peace is too high to pay anymore. Someone they all thought was dead is alive, and that may lead them to a fate worse than death

I'm not sure how it happen... But it isn't something that I should able to change.. Or should I? I may be able to live longer rather than.. Water dripping at the side of my face.. The sweet smell of tea pungent thru my nostril and the warm sensation burns thru the scalps of my head the moment the tea touches the skin.. 'you think he's in love with you? You just a pawn to get our inheritance.. you will never be one of our family!' 'look at his grace, he just walk away.. She should know her place.. She doesn't belong here.. How brazen for her to accept the marriage' ' Rose my dear child, please know that your reunion with the Chester is something must happen..for our future sake and your happiness.. Understand that..just listen and follow what I have to say... Understood?' 'yes.. Father..' 'good..' On that rainy and gloomy day. ''I hearby announce thee Theodore Reed Chester and Rosellia Heaven Robert Ridche as husband and wife. May the blessing be with you form this moment till death do you apart' 'you may exchange your ring and seal this happy reunion a kiss' 'I think you are mistaken.. You are a liability..' His cold expression linger thru the hallway while he walking away leaving me behind. 'your grace but I..' My leg won't move, it as if a heavy weight pressing down even making me unable to look up. 'enough. Not another word' his cold voice echo in the room and only the sound of the clock is heard 'I think you should go...' Im in a confusion, his face look very disturb. What just happen,why did he had a sad expression. 'Theo please...' while holding his face. His soft gase looking at me with a loving eyes. 'I'm sorry Rose.. It's my fault.. I..' tears dripping down from his face.. While his holding my hand. I don't know how to calm him down, my heart felt an overwhelming feeling. Our eyes locked, with the soft breeze and the smell of grass 'previously I was mistaken.. I thought that you..' 'Im sorry.. I lov....

A promised eternity and meaningful vows linked the Greek god of love and a mortal to lifetimes of relationship. Two drips of blood stained one rock as the proof of their devotion for each other. Before Eros could kiss his bride, she collapsed to deep slumber in his arms. The first and last kiss he ever laid on her forehead was a heart wrenching one that moved clouds to tears, stopped birds from singing and darkened the sky. At the peak of his heart ache, he glared at his mother, Aphrodite, resentfully for her lies, schemes and jealousy. "The moment you decided to hurt her, you should have expected losing me as your son." Eros eyes laid on his wife whose body withered to ashes and flowed to the underworld. "Let her live and I'll be her replacement." Once again, he watched her soul reach safety to the Oracle's hands. Aphrodite stripped away his power and threw him to the dungeon of suffering and torment, expecting him to give up his stubbornness after a few days. His love for her only deepened and the desire for power heightened. Eventually, he became the Devil. Oracle: "Her soul has been sent to the reincarnation portal, but I can't say when it would be her turn." "I'll wait for that day to come." Eros sipped his wine in his chamber as he stayed away from heavens. Thousands of years later..... "Master! Master! The human world is very exciting! There are books about you and your late wife's love story there too! I wonder how humans learn about these stories." The teenage crow demon, Axle, flapped his wings excitedly as he chanted about his findings. "Oh? Then bring me that book as souvenir next time." Eros chuckled at his underling. ------------------- The crow disguised himself as a teenager and always wandered around in a bookstore. "Tsss.. paper cut!" The girl accidentally cut her finger when she flipped to the last page of the Greek mythology tales book at the counter. "Are you alright?" "Yes, but the book..." "It's fine. I'll still take it." The crow said as he didn't mind the drip of blood that stained the words, happy ending, on the last page of the book. --------------- The book burned to flames and was tossed to the floor for others to make a bonfire. "Ridiculous! Happy ending? Don't let me see that ever again!" Eros' rare anger filled voice echoed piercingly in other demon's ears. Crow: "Master! Look!" Eros' attention landed on the pile of ashes on the floor. With widened eyes, he approached the pile of ashes and picked up the unburned piece. "Happy ending.." Oracle: "Eros, she's back." -------------- - A certain high school - "Ugly trash! Leave!" Classmate voices echoed in the girl's ear as she found her gymnastic sneakers filled with pin tacks, gym uniform soaked in pungent scented liquid and scribbled curses all over her desk. Facing the insults five days a week, she had gotten used to it. Still, it hurt to see people duding by her appearance. As tears clouded over her face, the mixture of cosmetics melted. "Here, wipe your tears. Don't let their words get to you." The popular classmate smiled and handed her a pack of tissues, instantly winning her heart as nobody had shown her an inch of respect in school. Rinsing her cosmetic filled face at home, the water dyed grey along with other colors. "I found you, my prince." Too bad, the prince was just a jerk who wanted to gain popularity. Luckily, she realized it early. ------------------ One night, she saved a kitten from getting run over by a car. The driver stepped out and asked if she was alright. Seeing how the man was wrapped up from head to toe, she handed the kitten to him. "I'm fine. Here, take the kitten to the hospital." "Miss, I think you need the hospital more than the kitten." His voice sounded magnetic to her ears. "I'm really fine. Bye." Her gorgeous smile greeted the man warmly. "Interesting. She didn't scam me." Eros stared at the direction where she had ran away.