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READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! Every chapter of this book is a doorway to a new nightmare. From cursed forests to haunted mansions, and from eerie myths to true-life terrors, this collection of horror stories will take you to places you wish you never found. The question is, can you make it through to the last page?" NOTE: This book is a collection of real life horror stories and urban legends. It will be graphic to some readers, so........ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!

Two broken families were reshaped into one. Zora’s mother, after marrying Jax’s father, moved in with them, bringing Zora along. Jax, wild and untamed like a feral dog, was distant and aloof. On the other hand, Zora was as hard as bone—stubborn and nearly impossible to approach. But when the world's end draws near, who would you want by your side? For Jax, Zora is that one person—the only one he is willing to draw close to, the only one who feels like a lifeline in the chaos of his soul.

Zhou Yu a été ordonné d'entrer dans la ville et de se marier. Même si ma femme ne m'aimait pas, mon beau-père me désapprouvait, mes collègues cherchaient toujours à me tyranniser, et les méchants cherchaient toujours à me faire tomber, mais me toucher, ça va, toucher ma femme, ça ne va pas. Quiconque pose une main sur elle, je le ferai tomber. J'ai combattu jusqu'à ce que le monde entier s'incline, puis suis retourné au village avec ma femme dans la gloire !

[Fast Wear + Group Pampering + Gentle Female Lead + Crushing Scum] Su Zhiruan had died unexpectedly and was bound to the Childbirth System. Completing tasks would earn her eternal life and inexhaustible wealth. This sounds great! In her last life, she had no children. After binding with the system, she became blessed with many children and was pampered to the heavens by the male lead! All her children were obedient, sensible, and easy to raise, making her a true bringer of fortune! [Scenario One]: Five years into the Emperor's reign, the harem had produced no offspring. After a night of passion with Su Zhiruan, the harem became filled with princes and princesses. The Emperor would dote on them even during court sessions, setting aside his imperial deportment to play with the children and personally teach the princes. His gaze towards Su Zhiruan grew increasingly fervent. "My dear, would you like to be my Empress, and together take care of our children, becoming my wife above all others?" [Scenario Two]: The most mysterious gentleman in the Capital City was rumored to be disabled. Approaching middle age without any descendants, his relatives eyed his fortune and wished him dead daily. Su Zhiruan's arrival utterly dispelled their schemes, as she bore this handsome man a brood of children. When she thought to leave, he held onto her, his normally cold and proud eyes filled with pleading. His voice was deep and low. "Wife, please don't leave me and our children. I beg you."

Zhou Yu diperintahkan untuk masuk ke kota dan menikah. Meskipun istriku tidak menyukai saya, mertua saya tidak menyetujui saya, rekan kerja selalu ingin mengganggu saya, dan orang jahat selalu mencari cara untuk menjatuhkan saya, tetapi menyentuh saya, itu tidak apa-apa, menyentuh istri saya, itu tidak boleh. Siapa pun yang menyentuhnya, saya akan menjatuhkannya. Saya berjuang hingga seluruh dunia tunduk, kemudian kembali ke desa bersama istri saya dalam kemuliaan!

[The Ultimate Feel-Good Novel] He was the Dark Supreme, the master of Ten Thousand Demons! Five years ago, he was trampled and humiliated like an ant, but today he has returned as a Demon, determined to let the world know the terror he can unleash! "Those who provoke me shall be killed! Those who obstruct me shall die!" — Chu Feng!

"Fairy, don't be afraid. I'm not the Devil Leader." "But your Blood Sea Phenomena, White Bone Daoist Palace, countless Soul Banners, and your World-Destroying Demon Knife prove that you are a Devil Leader." "Fairy, you've misunderstood me. I'm actually a good person who carries a knife. The one I just killed is the true Devil Leader." "He is my husband!" Ji Changsheng's eyes lit up. It was simply marvelous.

Apprentice, go down the mountain and seek your senior sister, let her teach you the art of bone-setting and to promote Taoist magic. Chu Yi's wish was finally fulfilled, girls! Here I come! It's just that...

"You are mine, Estrellita. You have always been mine," he whispered to the night. "And I tend to take care of what belongs to me. Especially when it comes to you." In the next instant, his lips met mine, drawing away the chill and replacing it with his warmth. The sensation of his skin against mine was like a fire, and my pussy throbbed, ignited with desire. I was stirred by the Devil's touch. I was twistedly aroused by the Devil. *** Silent Rivers. Silent Tears. Roaring Courage. In the tranquil town of LarksVille, a web of deceit, cruelty, and hidden wounds lies hidden. Anastasia, a brilliant and determined college student, becomes an unlikely saviour as she exposes tormentors who have terrorized Preston University for too long. Beneath the idyllic surface of this small, close-knit community, Anastasia peels back layers of secrets, betrayal, and long-held grudges, uncovering a haunting history of bullying that has shattered lives and left scars both seen and unseen. But when suddenly the hunter becomes the prey, who's going to save the hunter? They have only one clue. A common pattern. A cryptic message, "Devil." With every revelation, Anastasia inches closer to the truth, but she also draws nearer to the shadows that threaten to consume her. Yet, as Ana navigates through the complexities of justice, she finds herself entangled in a chilling game. A stalker, equally compelling and dangerously enigmatic, emerges from the shadows. Despite the alluring warmth of Lorenzo, Ana remains haunted by the chilling presence of the Devil, her relentless and fearsome stalker. Who is the "Devil"? A psycho killer with a mind of intelligence or a victim seeking revenge? If so, then who's next? As Anastasia finally confronts the darkness lurking in her community, another web of truth thrives. "The ending is only the beginning."

Skin as pale as snow. Lips as red as blood. That's how many describe Fièra Ponze, a 28-year-old call center agent in the BPO industry. Asleep in the morning, awake at night. This has been her routine ever since her life changed. What kind of change? She was once normal. She lived a typical life, bustling with the noise of everyday struggles. Fiera enjoyed sunny afternoons, weekend getaways, and spontaneous coffee dates with friends. But that all ended one fateful night. It was supposed to be an ordinary afternoon shift. After a long day of calls and customer complaints, she walked home under the dim streetlights. Suddenly, an eerie silence filled the air, and a figure emerged from the shadows. Fiera had no time to react. She felt a sharp pain, then a coldness that seeped into her bones. When she woke up, her world had changed. Colors seemed duller, sounds sharper, and an insatiable thirst gnawed at her insides. She discovered her transformation through trial and error, the realization dawning with the dawn she could no longer tolerate. Now, she navigates her nocturnal life, balancing her job while concealing her new identity. She wonders if she’ll ever find a way back to normalcy, or if she’s destined to roam the night forever.

"F**K! I'm dead!" That was the first word I muttered after regaining my memories from Earth. Reincarnating into a world of cultivation should’ve been a blessing. Adventure, immortality, power—what’s not to love? But then I remembered what my family did. My sister just broke off an engagement with a crippled young master—definitely a future protagonist. My mother ripped a Dao Bone from my cousin and gave it to me—guaranteed future revenge arc. And me? I’m already a third-rate villain: bullying weaklings and flaunting my Bai Clan name. Worst part? Despite the Dao Bone, I’m still trash at cultivation. My only hope? The System... which I’ve had for years. “I just never realized... It was in English!”

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ Proceed with caution. This is not your average fantasy adventure. Beware. I might as well trap you in my pages. --- "Run, little angel." His voice is velvet, edged with sin—soft enough to make her shiver, dark enough to make her obey. Ariel tries to move, to escape, to fight against the invisible chains pressing against her skin. But he’s already there. Behind her. Before her. Inside her mind. "You can’t leave. Not now. Not ever." His fingers trace the edges of her trembling lips. Heat coils around her wrists, his magic binding her without a single chain. "Say my name, Ariel. Whisper it, scream it, curse it—" his breath burns against her throat, "—but you will never forget it." She gasps as the weight of his words settles into her bones. And then he smiles. "Good girl."

Follow the story of Davos in a chaotic world where a war could break out at any moment and where monsters and demons could be the least of your problems.

It was supposed to be no strings attached...no feelings...nothing. Sofia Ives is not the type to be in a relationship or fall in love. Matter of fact she doesn't believe in love...she thinks it doesn't exist. So she has series of lovers with nothing attached, till she met Creed Griffin...a handsome CEO who changes everything.

Sharp metal alloys tearing through flesh, leaving ineradicable scars on the sensitive skin of the human race. Dorian did not have any scars. They were within.

A ghost story that gives you the chills

"Writer’s block is one thing. Being too lazy to even write is another. But waking up as a girl? Now that’s just ridiculous." At 19 years old, Joseph Angelito L. Ramondez is a NEET, a failed writer, and a professional procrastinator. He’s tried everything—every cliché in the book, every AI writing tool under the sun—but nothing works. His stories are uninspired, overdone, and completely ignored. Maybe he was just born too late for success. Or maybe he’s just destined to fail. Then, one morning, he wakes up to find himself in a female body—long, flowing silver hair, piercing blue eyes, and all. Instead of freaking out, his first thought is: "Maybe I can finally write a good gender-bend story now." Armed with a new perspective (literally) and a renewed (though still lazy) sense of purpose, Joseph sets out to turn his bizarre new reality into a bestselling novel. But can he actually finish a story for once? Or will his procrastination, crippling self-doubt, and newly complicated life get in the way? ________________ Tags:Genderbender,Slice Of Life,Male to female, Echii

[ Gender Bender ] Henry, a normal cultivator, changed his gender to female through the power of Yin bones. Now, as a woman, he embarks on a new journey with unlimited potential.

It was a strange blade, only a foot and a half long, with a sword-shaped tip, with a sharp edge on one side and a serrated edge on the other. The whole body is polished and bright. In the middle of the blade of the strange blade, the words "stump Order" are engraved. One side of the cutting edge was sharp enough to blow and break hair, while the serrated side was as sharp as the sharp teeth of a wild animal and cold. This strange blade has a horrible name: "Bones of Authority"

Ian was an ordinary guy on his way to work when he suddenly found himself in a strange and dangerous world ruled by dark races like vampires, werewolves, and demons. Transmigrated into the body of a lesser vampire, Ian must quickly adapt to his new reality where survival is a constant struggle. Just when all hope seems lost, Ian discovers he has a unique advantage: The Strongest Body Customization System, which allows him to modify and customize his body by consuming biomass. With this golden finger, Ian starts to turn the tables, designing bone claws and other enhancements to give him an edge against the terrifying werewolves and other supernatural threats. But as Ian learns more about the Curtained Imperium and the rigid hierarchies of the vampire race, he realizes that defeating his enemies is only the first step. To survive and thrive in this dark and brutal world, Ian must rise through the ranks, uncover the power of his system. Need to fly? Customize a pair of angel wings! The body is small? Add hundreds meters of height and become bigger than Godzilla! Need a weapon? Customize bone claws and kagune on the spot!

"When there's nothing left to hide, only truth remains."

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7

Max was sent to a different world with a virtual gaming club system attached to him. Follow his journey to become the best gaming expert in this world. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

A humorous world full of hatred , trails, questionable love, desires and a little touch of romance are all found in ocean's world ...what would you do if you find out your entire family is all about lies and manipulation , hatred and questionable love , disappointment and scary secrets. Hope on this journey and explore this unrealistic world in "hey chill out its just me".

Xu Ping'an was overjoyed to marry, but what welcomed him was a deception. Eight years of devotion, eight years of infatuation, only to be repaid by the one he loved plucking his spine and devouring his bloodline. "You take my spine, I'll turn my Thunder Sword into bone, defy the heavens to change my fate, and awaken the memories of the Immortal Emperor from a past life." In this life, I will make all those who betrayed me descend into Hell!

The Rural Medical God, with unparalleled medical skills and peerless Martial Arts, resurrected the dead and mended their flesh and bones, attracting swarms of beautiful women, and causing the powerful elite to bow their heads in submission.

A father, a warrior, and a man who built a kingdom from the ashes of an old world.

A breathing bone. That’s what the nurses called the patient lying down at the end of the hospital’s left wing. Far from the crowd and not supported by any life supporting machine. Abandoned and waiting for death. But death seems to avoid the man. Days. Weeks. Months. For eight years since the man was admitted in the hospital, he stayed lying down without any food or antibiotics… alive. With almost nothing but his organs, wrinkled skin, and bones, the man continuously breathed on top of that unchanged hospital bed that was left like that in fear that they would break the man if they tried to move him even for a bit. His curious case piqued the scientific community but no one can decipher what’s actually happening to the man’s body. Until his ninth year came. And the hospital fell from a massive earthquake. Gladly, in his ninth year, the breathing bone died.

I wanted a chill reincarnation, but I got betrayed by the seterotypical Egotistical Heroes and an A goddess declared her self my sister.