Emo Never Sleeps

In a world where light and darkness wage an eternal war, Kael—a young warrior with a mysterious past—finds himself caught in a destiny far greater than he ever imagined. Marked by a tragic childhood and an unawakened power, Kael embarks on a journey alongside his loyal friends, Sun and Elyse, to uncover the truth behind the Abyss Void—the sinister force threatening to consume everything in its path. As they face relentless enemies, terrifying creatures, and the enigmatic leaders of the Abyss Void, Kael begins to question the very nature of his existence. Lurking in the shadows is Nyxar, the mastermind of the Abyss Void, a being who once walked the path of light but chose the void instead. As Kael unravels the secrets of his lineage and the true purpose of the Light Fragment, he must decide: Will he embrace his destiny, or will the darkness claim him as it did Nyxar? A tale of war, sacrifice, and self-discovery, Never-Ending Light explores the thin line between power and corruption—where even the brightest light can cast the darkest shadow.

When her meticulously crafted marriage to Elijah Rossi shatters on her wedding night with a brutal revelation: "There is no us, Imogen. There never was." Imogen is abandoned by her husband and further faces an even crueler twist when her husband refuses a divorce. With the arrival of Isaac Rossi, Elijah's revenge-driven half brother, Imogen strikes a clandestine deal with her brother-in-law to navigate a dangerous game of deceit, seeking to outmaneuver her indifferent husband. As loyalties are tested, Imogen must decide which brother is right for her. The one she was made for or the one she burns for.

[Welcome to the New Era.] [You have been granted 100 Coins.] [Your Unique Skill has been awakened.] [To survive, obtain more coins.] [Methods: Slay the creatures. Kill the others.] Dimension Collapse. The world expanded tenfold, swallowing everything that once existed. The sky shattered like glass, and a massive rift stretched endlessly across it. From the darkness, nightmares emerged—monstrous beasts, ancient horrors, and creatures beyond human understanding. Colossal dragons appeared, their immense bodies eclipsing the sky, shaking the world with roars that shattered mountains and split the earth. As they ascended, the heavens trembled, the winds howled, and creation itself seemed to bow, for they were not mere beasts, but gods of destruction, heralding the end of an era. Vampires with glowing crimson eyes stalked the night. Demons wreathed in hellfire descended in endless hordes. Beastmen roared beneath the blood-red moon, while goblins, wild and savage, swarmed the streets, feasting on the fallen. Cities crumbled. Lands twisted into strange, terrifying shapes. Reality itself became a battlefield of chaos. Then, as if it were nothing, a glowing screen flickered into existence before every survivor. Terror settled in. Everyone had received a skill—some wielded power over the elements, others bent time or defied death itself. Yet some… awakened curses, abilities so absurd or sinister that they were doomed from the start. The rules were brutal: Kill. Adapt. Evolve. Chaos erupted instantly. Neighbors became executioners. Families slaughtered one another. Streets ran red with blood as the weak perished and the strong carved their place in this new world. Yet, amidst this apocalyptic bloodbath, one man did something truly absurd. --- A man awoke, stretching lazily. The world had changed, yet he… had simply been sleeping. A notification greeted him. [You have met the hidden condition of your skill: High Upgradation.] [You have unlocked S-Grade Skill: Sleep.] He stared at the screen, dumbfounded. What kind of sick joke was this?! Monsters roamed the streets, people were killing for survival… and his power was to take naps?!

Naoto, a weary Tokyo man, arrives late to a party after working to exhaustion. However, as the night unfolds, he experiences a strange, disorienting shift, finding himself in a medieval town that feels foreign and unreal. Surrounded by surreal sights and cryptic warnings from a mysterious figure, Naoto struggles to tell whether he’s caught in a drunken hallucination or something far more sinister. Hoping to wake up from this bizarre dream. Naoto is left questioning if he will ever return to his old life, or if this unsettling new world has become his reality. What mysteries are laying ahead of him? [Dark Fantasy] This is Novel is written by me Sungqa you can check at: https://novelbin.com/b/the-clock-never-ticked https://www.wattpad.com/story/390938216-the-clock-never-ticked

BLURB: After finding out his mate is a rogue, Alpha Asher Black shatters her heart by rejecting her. To strike back, Nadia Simpson did something extremely crazy, an abomination in the pack –She goes after her mate's elder brother. Not just any brother but the rightful alpha of the pack who got banished for an unknown reason years back. It was supposed to be a sweet harmless revenge to make her mate jealous but things get out of control when the reason for Max Black banishment is revealed to be bigger than anyone can swallow. Would she survive the hole she willingly dug for herself or would the hole be too big to crawl out of?

After a failed teleportation experiment, Earth merges with another world, causing the appearance of demons who seek to destroy it. A war erupts between humans and these creatures. During the fusion, a mysterious energy wave strikes humanity, awakening power marks in some individuals, granting them immense strength. These chosen ones become known as Demon Slayers, or God Slayers, the only ones capable of fighting back. Despite a fragile peace, demon attacks remain frequent, and only the Demon Slayers can stop them. Igris, a frail young man without a mark, has no interest in demons or war. But one day, as he returns from university, he witnesses his best friend being killed by a demon. Consumed by rage, he kills the creature and awakens his own mark. From that moment on, he has only one goal: to prove the Demon Slayers are useless for failing to save his friend… and to eradicate every last demon.

The date is 4026. Earth has been destroyed. Demons roam the surface, trying to find any surviving humans. The humans, however, have made underground bases powered by magical crystals. Theo's little brother, Sade, has gotten lost outside of the facility. Can Theo find his brother and get back to safety before it's too late.

I thought nothing of my past until me and my mother abruptly began moving into a completely different state. I can't believe it all was a lie. Sometimes you have to take someone else's job and do it for them.

The dead don’t lie. But sometimes, they whisper things you were never meant to hear. Forensic pathologist Orion Blackwood has spent his career cutting open the dead. But there’s something he never tells anyone—when he touches a corpse, he hears its final words. A dying breath, a muttered name, a cryptic warning. The problem is, they only speak once. And if he doesn’t understand them in time, the truth rots away along with the flesh. One night, a mutilated woman is wheeled into his autopsy room—no fingerprints, no ID, as if she never existed. As Orion reaches for his scalpel, the corpse’s bloodless lips part, and in a ragged whisper, she speaks: “Don’t let him find you.” Then, her jaw snaps shut. Her body goes cold. And Orion realizes something is very, very wrong. The next day, she disappears from the morgue. No records, no evidence, no proof she was ever there. Even the security footage shows only Orion, standing alone in the room. As he searches for answers, the whispers of the dead become more insistent. A faceless figure watches from the corner of his eye. His own reflection moves a fraction of a second too slow. At 3:33 AM, his phone rings from an unknown number—on the other end, he hears his own voice, whispering something he cannot understand. The deeper he digs, the more the truth unravels. And buried at the center of it all is a terrifying secret: Orion Blackwood is not supposed to be alive.

Roxanne is a secret detective who is mainly known as Anne by most people. She works hard in her job and is recognized by many exept that her face has never been seen by the public. While Aiden is a well known criminal searched for by many criminal organizations but never caught. What if the two meet and fall in love with out knowing their jobs will there love succeed or will Aiden be caught one day

A big strong woman with a wild heart and a smaller less strong man with a delicate heart could never fall in love. But what if they did? Well that is the case for omega Kim Eun Seong who has a boyfriend, but can’t help notice a certain girl walking around his campus. Bamsaek Ah-Reum, a blasian girl who has been having trouble fitting in all while going through girlfriend after girlfriend is having no luck with a solid partner… What will happen next? Tags: amaw, ambw, abo, femalealpha, maleomega, enemies-to-lovers

The brother of Gregory Evans, a Catholic cardinal and one of the favorites to be the next Pope, is kidnapped on the way to Santiago Compostela and he has to decipher the secrets of the way to save him, however, a group that has been trying to end the Church for centuries Católica finally has the means to achieve this.

The Ashwood Hotel is no ordinary abandoned place. It is a living tomb. In 1930, a mysterious fire claimed the lives of 23 people within its opulent halls—including a girl whose body was never found. Since then, the walls have whispered with silenced screams, ash rains from the ceiling, and anyone who enters the hotel becomes part of its eerie legend. When four young urban explorers venture into the decaying building, they have no idea that they are not only facing ghosts but the hotel itself. Sven, the anxious one with a knack for seeing the invisible. Natalia, the diva who feels her facade of sarcasm and lipstick beginning to crack. Jacob, the tough guy whose cool demeanor dissolves into smoke. And Lucas, the idealist who realizes too late that some spirits don’t want to be photographed. But the Ashwood is hungry. Its corridors shift, its victims return as shadows, and the stench of smoke becomes a choking reality. When the group realizes they haven’t ended up here by chance—that the hotel has called them—a race against an unrelenting past begins. But how do you fight walls that breathe? And what happens when the spirit hunting you... is your own reflection?

#Sile Shadows ** An investigation. An abandoned hospital. Secrets that should never come to light. ** When Molly Mason receives a desperate connection from his missing adoptive brother, Ayman al-Saraawi, his life turns upside down. After months without news, Ayman reveals to be stuck in the Ravencroft Hospital - an abandoned psychiatric asylum in the southern mountains of Levaosnia, where unimaginable horrors happen away from the eyes of the world. With just one camera as a weapon and his investigative journalist instinct as a guide, Molly infiltrates the hospital complex claim to rescue his brother and expose the truth. What she finds goes beyond the limits of sanity: * Doctors who never left the hospital when it was officially closed nine years ago * Inhuman experiments transforming patients into carnivorous aberrations * Cannibalism rituals in the name of "perfection of salvation" * Supernatural phenomena that challenge understanding * A conspiracy to create a new worldwide regime where death by illness would be replaced by a monstrous and immortal existence With each runner he runs, with every room he explores, Molly approaches not only his brother, but also the darkest secrets of forbidden medicine. With her camera recording every horrifying discovery, she becomes the last hope against a threat that could rewrite the future of humanity. But at Ravencroft Hospital, nothing is what it seems. And the doctors led by the enigmatic Dr. Vorstaan are already aware of their presence ... ** Asylum Shadows ** is a psychological horror and supernatural suspense webnovel that plunges into the depths of the scientific obsession and the darkest side of the search for immortality. Inspired by Outlast's universe, this terrifying narrative explores the boundaries between science and madness, reality and nightmare. *In the shadows of Ravencroft, the screams of patients have never ceased.

Alice a beauty falls in love with Shawn a very handsome guy.Alice and Shawn have their hidden identities from the dark world but they still managed to be together

Segun was a guy who was dedicated, hardworking and was focused. These are essential qualities one must have to succeed. No matter the situation keep striving hard

Betrayed at the brink of victory, Kang Seo Jin dies-only to be given a second chance. Thrown back twenty years into the past, armed with future knowledge, he walks a solitary path to power. But just as he nears the end, the system reveals a greater truth: twelve universes stand on the edge of destruction. His battle isn't over. His true purpose remains unknown. Will he fight on-or finally rest?

Sera has always been the strong one—independent, ambitious, and always on guard. She doesn’t need a man, but if she ever falls for one, he better be everything. A real man. Someone who makes her feel safe enough to finally be soft. Cass, on the other hand, is the youngest in his family but somehow still more put together than half the men she’s ever met. Charming, reliable, gym-fit, and effortlessly cool, he’s got everyone wrapped around his finger. Except her. Riri doesn’t fall for sweet words or easy smiles. But when time pushes them into each other’s lives, sparks fly, tensions rise, and suddenly, the line between “not now” and “not ever” starts to blur. Maybe love isn’t about timing. Maybe it’s about choosing someone, again and again.

I remember whispering those words, my voice swallowed by the wind as I gazed at him from afar—the boy who once promised me forever. “I’ll find you when we grow up. I’ll search the world just to be with you again.” He had said it with such certainty, as if the universe itself had written our fate in the stars. I held onto that promise like a lifeline. But time has a cruel way of unraveling even the strongest of vows. I waited. And waited. And waited. But he never came back. When I finally searched for him, desperate to fill the aching void he left behind, I found him—smiling, holding someone else’s hand, walking beside her like she was his world. I became nothing more than a stranger to him, a forgotten chapter in his story. Yet, in that single moment, my heart shattered as if I had been foolish enough to believe love could defy time. “I searched and found you,” he murmured, standing before me once more, his gaze unreadable. But fate is unkind. I had spent years chasing a shadow, drowning in an ocean of longing, only to reach the shore and realize he had already built a home without me. “I loved you… Goodbye.” I turned away, but he caught my wrist, his grip trembling. “Please,” he pleaded, “this time might be ours.” Tears spilled down my cheeks, but I pulled away. I had spent too long waiting for him to return, only to find that love had never truly been mine to keep. “I still love you,” I whispered to the wind. “And I’m glad that, for a moment, you knew.” That night, I lay in bed, feeling both relieved and empty, my heart a battlefield of memories and unfulfilled dreams. Years passed. I grew older. I lived, I breathed, but I remained alone. And one day, as sleep embraced me like an old friend, I wondered—would my heart ever stop searching for him? Or would someone finally find me and lead me toward a destiny where love no longer meant waiting in vain?

In the greed-filled world of corporate empires and magic knights, Min Jae was a king in business, with pockets so deep he could drown in them. That is, until his life deemed his playthrough unfair and gave him a red card. Poison was his family's best friend, as everyone had at least tasted it once, not twice because they never could. Death was never on his calendar, neither was an offer for a divine gig. Enter the Deity of Stories, a celestial being with a fetish for plot twists, who offers Min Jae a deal he can't refuse: become her divine cameraman. No, not the kind with a lens, but one who records the tales of mortals. In return, he gets a second shot at life, in a world where his dearly departed parents are alive and well, ready to dote on him from birth. Reborn as Judge (because “Min Jae 2.0” sounded too dull), he quickly realizes this new life is no gift. This steampunk utopia, filled with airships, clockwork gadgets, and an alarming lack of Wi-Fi, thrives on manipulation. But who needs the internet when you have a divine camera and the sharp mind to control it all? Judge isn’t just here to record stories; he’s here to write them, casting himself as the mastermind behind every twist and turn. Armed with his divine powers, he navigates complex schemes, power-hungry nobles, and ruthless industrialists, all while keeping his ultimate goal hidden: to ascend to godhood and rewrite his own fate. Of course, he generally makes a glorious mess of things, all while trying to keep his dear parents blissfully unaware of his less-than-angelic schemes. But as the stakes rise and the Deity of Stories watches his every move, Judge must tread carefully. Can he manipulate his way to the top, or will he become just another character in someone else’s plot twist? --- Just a quick disclaimer: The book steers clear of any unwanted adult stuff. However, it does feature a potentially disturbing amount of violence—enough to make you wonder about the author's mental health. So proceed with caution—and maybe a shield!

Why am I still alive? Why can’t I die? There’s no one left, no purpose to keep going. --- In a quiet town, there is a man who tries to end his life every sunset and sunrise. Everyone knows him—some whisper that he has already died, yet he reappears the next day as if nothing happened. Strangely, he spends his days working at a small, nearly forgotten glasses shop tucked away in the farthest corner of town. Whenever people ask about his supposed attempts, he simply smiles, denying it with unsettling delight. "That wasn’t me," he says. But was it? No one knows for sure. They call him Kormos.

Stuck in a reality where System rules govern survival, Dan’s unique power to resurrect makes him a legend, if he can handle dying a few hundred times first

The deeper you think, the darker it gets. AInmosni’s mind has become a battleground of surreal imagery and cryptic messages, vivid and unrelenting. As these intrusive thoughts take a toll on their body, AInmosni stumbles upon a strange connection between their episodes and a series of unsolved disappearances. With every piece of the puzzle unraveled, AInmosni is pulled deeper into a web of danger where the line between imagination and reality blurs—and crossing it might cost them everything.

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

"Falling in love is easy, but getting into a relationship? That’s a different story—nothing like the movies. Izuru Nakamura learns this the hard way. His heart belongs to Miyu Kobayashi, yet his love remains unrequited. As rejection takes its toll, his world spirals into darkness, leading him down a path no one could have predicted."

I was living in an alternate world where once marked, the eyes turned red and the first to fall in love was you. I was marked when drunk. The person that marked me unknown, probably living a life of promiscuity. I was just a college student and the person I liked would never glance my way, not in this lifetime or the next. He was dating my sister. I learned my lesson before multiple times, starting a new relationship, dating then breakup.... They all ended the same way and I often ended up getting hurt. This was well proven well by my savior, my rescuer who hated me just as much as I despised him. Never will I ever love again *** DISCLAIMER: The picture used as the book cover is not mine. No copyright infringement has been purposely intended. If you are the owner of this magnificent art and wish for me to take it down, I'll do so respectfully. Kindly reach me through my always open Dm. Additionally, you will also find my email address posted on my profile page. Thank you. I'm open to accept other book cover recommendations since I'm not great at digital art **sobs** Thank you again.

Beneath the rain-soaked streets of New Haven lies a place shrouded in fear and myth—a narrow passageway known only as Whispers in the Mist. For decades, people have vanished near its shadowy entrance, leaving behind only rumors of cryptic graffiti, faint whispers, and figures hidden in the fog. Elliot Grayson, a jaded journalist desperate to reclaim his career, reluctantly takes on the investigation after a distraught mother pleads for his help. Her daughter disappeared after venturing into the alley, leaving behind a notebook filled with haunting details that suggest the alley's legends may be far more real—and far more dangerous—than anyone imagined. As Elliot digs deeper, he uncovers a dark conspiracy tied to the alley’s secrets, one that stretches back decades and seems determined to keep him silent. But the deeper he ventures, the more the whispers call to him, tempting him to step into the mist and discover what lies beyond—where the line between myth and reality begins to blur. In this spine-chilling blend of suspense and urban mystery, Whispers in the Mist will keep you questioning what’s real, what’s imagined, and how far you’d go to uncover the truth.

The stories of Legends, unknown and fears. each story create more amusing environment. and there is only one being capable of changing the story and change anything in the narrative of infinite possibilities. But soon the end point of the story will accure.