Clock Lirik

Maureen Smith died at the age of 23 due to cancer and was lucky enough to be reborn back to the age of 17th faced with the same challenges of life she faced in her past life but this time she had a System. A Good Luck System. All she has to do is to absorb good luck from the list of people provided by the system. If not she will die again when she clocks 23. And at the top of the list was a notorious bully Liam Williams. ***** Liam Williams, after the untimely death of his father and elder brother. He became the rejected son. As his mother and grandfather kept blaming him for this brother and father demise. That somehow had a drastic change in Liam's behavior. And to make matters worse his mother went and adopted another son who looks like his elder. Causing him to become a notorious bully both in and out of school. Will Maureen master the courage of facing the man who has the most good Luck? If she does succeed in approaching him, will he bully her too? What will happen to Maureen's lover in her past life? will they still be together in her present life? What will happen when Liam's adopted brother turns out to be among the people Maureen will need to absorb good luck from? Will Maureen's Good luck quest turned out to be a good Luck for better health and life or a good luck for Love Square?

The clock ticked past midnight, each second echoing like a hammer in the hollow silence of the apartment. Rain lashed against the windows, the storm outside mirroring the tempest brewing in Emily’s chest. She sat rigid on the couch, her fingers digging into the upholstery, eyes fixed on the door. David’s keys jingled in the lock, his laughter—warm and carefree—seeping through the wood before he did. He stumbled in, tie askew, the sharp tang of bourbon on his breath. But it wasn’t the alcohol that made her stomach churn. It was the cloying sweetness of jasmine perfume clinging to his collar—a scent that didn’t belong to her. “Where have you been?” Emily’s voice trembled, though she’d rehearsed the question a hundred times in her head. David froze, his smile dissolving. “Work ran late. You know how it is.” “Work ends at six, David. It’s *midnight*.” She stood, her legs unsteady. “And since when do you wear lipstick to the office?” His hand flew to the smudge of crimson on his white sleeve—a shade too bold, too *alive* for the muted tones of their marriage. His face hardened. “You’re imagining things.” “Am I?” She stepped closer, the jasmine scent now suffocating. “Or is it *Jane* from accounting? The one who ‘just needs your help’ every time I call?” His laugh was a cold blade. “You’re paranoid. Always picking fights—” “Paranoid?” Her voice cracked. “You haven’t touched me in months! You come home smelling like *her*, lying to my face—” “Enough!” He slammed his fist on the table, a vase rattling. “I’m tired of your nagging! What do you even do all day? Sit here and wait to accuse me?” The words struck deeper than any slap. Emily’s breath hitched. “I gave up my career for you. For *us*—” “Us?” He sneered. “There *is* no ‘us.’ Just you, digging through my things like a desperate—” She didn’t see his hand move. The crack of his palm against her cheek split the air, her head snapping sideways. She stumbled, clutching the wall as the taste of copper bloomed on her tongue. David loomed over her, his eyes wild, foreign. “You… you pushed me to this,” he hissed, grabbing his coat. “Clean yourself up. You’re pathetic.” The door slammed. Emily slid to the floor, tears mingling with the blood on her lip. Outside, thunder roared. But beneath the pain, a spark ignited—a flicker of defiance. Her gaze landed on the shattered vase, its jagged pieces glinting in the lamplight. *Pathetic.* The word echoed, twisting into a vow. She would rise. Not for him. Not for “us.” But to make him regret the day he underestimated the woman he’d reduced to ashes. -**Chapter One: The Scent of Betrayal (Continued)** The air hung thick with venom. David’s chest heaved, his earlier bravado fraying at the edges. Emily wiped her bleeding lip with the back of her hand, her eyes blazing. “You think Jane *wants* you?” she spat, her voice a razor. “Or does she just pity the man who needs to steal confidence from a bottle and affairs to feel alive?” David’s jaw twitched. “Shut up.” “Why? Because it’s true?” She laughed, cold and sharp. “You’re a cliché, David. A middle-aged fraud in a tailored suit. Even your *precious* promotion—did you earn it, or did you cry your way into it like you did when your father called you a disappointment?” He lunged forward, but she sidestepped, her words relentless. “Jane must be desperate. Or blind. Tell me, does she know you couldn’t even—” “I said *shut up*!” he roared, his composure crumbling. “Couldn’t even *what*?” she taunted, stepping closer. “Finish a sentence? A marriage? Or is that why you’re so bad in—” The slap exploded like a gunshot. Emily’s head whipped sideways, her body crumpling to the floor. The world blurred—a kaleidoscope of shattered glass and spinning shadows. Her cheek burned, but worse was the silence that followed, broken only by her shaky breaths.

Kaizen Vale, an ordinary man thrust into an extraordinary world, awakens in a void where gods dictate his fate through a mysterious system. Faced with 100 perilous missions—ranging from personal growth to moral dilemmas and chaotic, god-designed trials—Kaizen is challenged to survive a brutal journey where every choice reshapes his destiny. With newfound powers like Ki Control, a sharp wit, and a burning desire to unravel the truth behind his predicament, Kaizen ventures into a world teeming with adventurers, towering wolf-men, cunning elves, and the ever-present threat of death. Each mission brings him closer to the ultimate prize: ascension to godhood. But as Kaizen navigates treacherous alliances, battles monstrous foes, and confronts the darker corners of his own morality, he must decide if the cost of becoming the Almighty is worth the sacrifice. Will he rise to godhood, or will the system break him before he reaches the end? The clock is ticking, and the system waits for no one.

In the quiet town of Eldermere, Lila, the clockmaker’s daughter, can hear the whispers of time itself. When a mysterious stranger shatters the fabric of reality, Lila must journey through fractured timelines to restore balance. Along the way, she discovers the true power of her gift, confronts a rogue time traveler, and faces the ultimate sacrifice to protect the Weave of time. A tale of magic, adventure, and the unbreakable bond between a father and daughter, The Clockmaker’s Daughter weaves a story as intricate and timeless as the clocks themselves.

Thirty years old—that was the age people often referred to as the time to stand tall and firm. At this age, some were splendid and dazzling, intoxicated in a world of wealth, while others were desolate and dim, confined to rope beds and clay stoves. Lin Mo belonged to the latter. At thirty, he was still a porter, toiling away to earn a living. His daughter was bullied by a male classmate at school—simply because his family was well-off, the school chose to turn a blind eye. His wife, already pregnant, was secretly working at a supermarket to supplement the household income without his knowledge. As he lay awake looking at his wife by his side and his daughter sleeping soundly in the little bed, Lin Mo felt so aggrieved he shed tears. Despite working hard every day until his back could no longer straighten, he still couldn't change the dire state of their lives. However, it was at this time that the Daily Intelligence System suddenly awoke. [Daily Intelligence has been updated] [1. Neighbor Wang Youcai secretly used his retirement funds to tip 10,000 yuan to a beauty in a live stream under the nickname Black Chicken.] [2. The police will perform a surprise inspection at the Red Romance Foot Bath at 12 o'clock tonight.] [3. Victory Bird will launch a ground assault against Hass in three days.] [4. The pet dog from 1402, Unit 1, Building 5 of Earth Garden Community is missing, and its owner Li Xiaoru is offering a 10,000 yuan reward for its return.] [5. The pet dog belonging to Li Xiaoru that went missing is trapped in a sewage drain on Development Road.] [6…] Initially, Lin Mo just wanted to use this system to make a bit of extra cash to alleviate his stifling life.

Jung Haneul just wanted a quiet life—clock in, do her job at Stardom Entertainment, earn enough to support her family, and avoid unnecessary drama. Easy, right? Wrong. Enter Park Hyunjin—Stardom’s golden boy, a mischievous trainee with a face too handsome for his own good and an annoying habit of invading her personal space. And then there’s Lee Sunwoo—her senior, cold and distant, but somehow always there when she needs someone the most. Haneul never planned on being the center of attention, but the universe (and nosy netizens) had other ideas. A harmless interaction with Hyunjin turns into a full-blown scandal overnight, and suddenly, she’s the main character in a real-life K-drama. Trainees whisper behind her back, the company gives her side-eyes, and worst of all—Hyunjin seems to find the whole situation hilarious. But when one photo of them goes viral, things turn serious. Hyunjin’s debut is at risk, and Stardom is pressuring Haneul to step down. Amidst all the chaos, Sunwoo remains her safe place. But is his quiet support enough to make her stay? Or is something else—someone else—pulling her heart in another direction? Caught between love, career, and the ever-watchful eyes of the public, Haneul must make a choice: fight for herself or walk away before everything spirals out of control.

A desperate deal. A ruthless billionaire. A love neither expected. Ava Sinclair's life changes in an instant when she finds herself bound to a billionaire she barely knows. One year, one contract, no strings attached. But as secrets unfold and emotions rise, Ava realizes that what was meant to be a simple arrangement is anything but. Damien Cole is a man with a cold heart and a past he refuses to talk about. Ava can't help but wonder: Can love truly be forced, or is it just a game of power and pride? As the clock ticks down on their contract, neither is prepared for the twist of fate that will change everything. In a world of lies, betrayal, and family secrets, can they find something real—or will their fragile connection crumble before the year is up?

In the Land of Time Stop, Durin spent tens of thousands of lonely days with the Time River as his only companion. One day, due to an unexpected accident, the ordinary man Durin was transported to a distant planet—only to be worshiped as a god-rank big shot, the "Emperor of Mankind." [Ding! Congratulations, Host, for activating the "Divine Impersonation System."] [Host must play the role of the Emperor and avoid being exposed!] [Success: God-rank rewards! Failure: Death!] Wait, what? I’m a complete and utter ordinary person, and you expect me to impersonate a god-rank being!? [Ding! Congratulations, Host, for successfully impersonating the Emperor on the first day. Reward: God-rank skill – Dimensional Annihilation.] [Ding! Congratulations, Host, for successfully impersonating the Emperor for a month. Reward: God-rank weapon – The Clock of the End.] … [Ding! Congratulations, Host, for successfully impersonating the Emperor for a year. Reward: God-rank domain – God Realm.] ! Very well. Things were starting to get interesting.

This story is kind of based on the Arthurian legend. ******* He was called many things. Bastard, the False King, The Traitor, Treacherous Knight. Sir Mordred was a villain, one who according to the prophecy of the grand wizard Merlin, would destroy the kingdom of King Arthur Pendragon. And he did but at the cost of his life. As he lay dying on the bloody ground of Camlann after the mighty clash between him and Arthur, a bloody tear fell down his face. All he wanted was to be acknowledged by his father but all the things he did eventually led to disaster. Now with death’s cold hands grasping him, he hoped for a short peace before the fiery rings of hell. But that was not the end of his journey. ******* “Hold up.” “What is that infernal noise?” “Oh my goodness! It's driving me crazy! And it's not stopping!” Mordred sprang awake, slamming his fist on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. 'What in Merlin's Beard is happening!?', he thought when he realized something. Well, a lot of things. First of all. How the heck is he alive? Second. What is a digital alarm? That's when memories that didn't belong to him flooded his head. They felt familiar but everything was wrong. How the heck is Morgan Le Fay his sister? She was his aunt! And how is the wizard Merlin so young! “Oh. I get it now”. He, Sir Mordred has been reborn in the body of a different version of himself, in a modern and futuristic world where he is the youngest son of Arthur Pendragon. But even in this world, He is the hated son of the High King. "Now what?", Mordred realized that the world he is in now is different from his previous one, with the only familiar details being the names of the people he knew. “Oh? Are you still reading?” Mordred smiled, looking at the readers. “Well, how about you join me on this new crazy journey in a crazy new world of heroes, villains, monsters, and even gods?” “Are you ready?” "Let's go!" ********************************************** The story is loosely based on the Arthurian legend. I am only using the popular names but the plot is different. The story is purely fictional with a few things from the actual legend being incorporated along with some stuff from other popular works. The characters may have different personalities from the original ones from the legend. There will also be names that may seem quite familiar as well. The cover image doesn't belong to me. Please check out my other work: The First Deviation.

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.

Hutan Sancang, tempat yang dikenal sebagai tanah sakral bagi para pendekar, diselimuti kabut tipis saat fajar menyingsing. Di antara pepohonan raksasa dan akar-akar yang menjalar, seorang bocah lelaki berdiri tegap, tubuhnya kecil namun penuh tenaga, matanya tajam menatap seekor kijang yang tengah minum di tepi sungai. (Cicit burung terdengar bersahutan, air sungai mengalir dengan gemericik lembut…) Namanya Wira, seorang anak yatim piatu yang sejak kecil hidup di alam liar. Tubuhnya berbalut kain sederhana yang sudah usang, tetapi matanya penuh dengan semangat tak terkalahkan. Hari ini, ia harus berburu untuk bertahan hidup. Dengan nafas teratur, ia melangkah perlahan mendekati kijang itu. Namun tiba-tiba… (Dentuman keras! Seperti petir yang menyambar…) Dari dalam semak-semak, seekor harimau kumbang meloncat menerjang kijang itu dengan cakarnya yang tajam. Wira terperanjat, tapi bukan karena takut—melainkan karena kagum. Harimau itu melirik sekilas ke arahnya, seolah memberi peringatan untuk tidak mendekat. Namun, Wira tidak mundur. “Kau hebat,” gumamnya pelan. (Hening. Angin berbisik lembut di antara dedaunan…) Tanpa diduga, langkah kakinya justru membawanya lebih dekat. Harimau itu menatapnya tajam, tetapi bukan dengan amarah—melainkan dengan ketenangan yang menggetarkan jiwa. Saat itu, terdengar suara langkah kaki berat mendekat dari balik pepohonan. (Suara ranting patah, gemuruh langkah mendekat…) Sosok berjubah hitam dengan sorot mata tajam muncul dari balik rimbunan hutan. Wira menatapnya tanpa gentar. Ia tahu siapa pria itu—Prabu Siliwangi, penguasa Pajajaran, seorang raja sakti mandraguna yang konon memiliki ikatan batin dengan harimau putih. “Anak kecil, mengapa kau tidak lari?” suara Prabu Siliwangi bergema seperti petir di langit yang tenang. Wira menatapnya langsung. “Aku tidak takut.” (Guruh menggelegar di kejauhan…) Sang Prabu tersenyum tipis. Ia melihat ke dalam diri bocah itu—bukan sekadar keberanian, melainkan juga ketulusan yang langka. “Kau tidak takut mati?” “Aku hanya takut jika hidupku tidak berarti,” jawab Wira mantap. (Desir angin berhembus lebih kencang, dedaunan berjatuhan…) Mata Prabu Siliwangi berbinar. Di usianya yang telah matang, ia jarang menemukan seseorang seperti Wira—seorang anak yang tidak hanya kuat, tetapi juga memiliki jiwa yang bersih. “Aku akan mengajarimu ilmu sejati,” ujar sang Prabu. Wira mengernyit, tidak percaya dengan apa yang baru saja didengarnya. “Mengajarku?” Prabu Siliwangi mengangguk. “Kejujuran dan keberanianmu lebih kuat daripada pedang mana pun. Kau layak menjadi muridku.”

When Jesse McGraw and his gang of outlaws crack open an ancient chest, they expect gold—not a death sentence. Marked by a creeping, unnatural brand, they soon realize the chest didn’t just curse them—it’s changing them. Now, every night, the Ghost Riders come. Twisted figures on horseback, neither alive nor dead, hunting them through the desert with glowing eyes and laughter that chills the soul. They don’t just want the chest back. They want Jesse and his gang to take their place. The longer they hold onto the chest, the stronger their powers grow—but so does the curse. As the gang struggles to control their new abilities, they discover that breaking the curse won’t be easy. Somewhere out there lies the key to their salvation—but it’s buried beneath blood, betrayal, and legends long forgotten. And the deeper they ride, the clearer it becomes: if they don’t find a way out soon, they won’t be running anymore. They’ll be hunting. Night is hell. Morning is mercy. And the clock is ticking.

Ryan Cray, a dedicated game developer who is soon to launch his RPG game World End: Rise and fall of the world with his partners Jane and James. Working overtime as a game developer till 2 o'clock Ryan worked to fix the bug of a side villian Robert Clause. Seeing him work so late and continuing this cycle , his partner Jane expressed her concerns . After a small talk with her and continuing his work Ryan notices it's already 4 o'clock and he has to take rest . Taking his coat and game which he has kept in a cartbox, he headed downstairs as his house was just by the next alleyway. As he bend down to tie his shoelace's , he saw a car who headed his was and left him cripple. As Ryan tried to reach out his hand towards the box where he had kept his phone , he saw the car headed his way . Now Ryan was sure it was a planned murder and closed his eyes embracing this fact . However as he opened his eyes he was surrounded by a person wearing a maid dress of mediaeval times and a doctor . As the maid Called him Young master , he fazed and thought to himself, me and ' young master ' I, must be in heaven not to learn that he was in the body of Robert Clause and in the dark world of World End, where the world is destined to end

"31 Days: Origins" by Lapis L. Lazuli --Timeframe: 31st of October - 07th of November 2023 --Stage: UNKNOWN A black card with a silver mouse drags a twitchy schoolboy into a 31-day nightmare—underground, cutthroat, and damned relentless. 32 strangers, from killers to kids, claw through lethal games where brains and blood weigh the same. An AI whispers the rules, a shadowy outfit pulls the strings, and powers twist the odds. Alliances fray, secrets bleed, and one name—“Raiko”—haunts the chaos. Survival’s a gamble, trust’s a death sentence, and the truth’s a skull-crushing muse. What is humanity when the clock is ticking? ("31 Days: Origins" is the second novel in The "What is Humanity?/Lapis L. Lazuli" Lore and the first novel of the four-part "31 Days" Novel Series by Lapis L. Lazuli.)

Elliot Carter, a down-on-his-luck everyman, is having the worst day of his life. Fired from his job, harassed by his landlord, and deprived of his favorite oat milk, Elliot’s day takes a surreal turn when his phone glitches and reveals a mysterious system interface. He is abruptly named the "Architect of Reality," tasked with rebuilding a crumbling world. With reality’s stability at a precarious 47%, Elliot is thrust into a role he never asked for, armed with a holographic system that allows him to manipulate fundamental aspects of existence—gravity, time, energy, and more. As Elliot navigates this bizarre new responsibility, he discovers that the instability plaguing his world stems from temporal anomalies and energy imbalances, many of which are linked to a mysterious "Unknown Entity" at the heart of the city. With the clock ticking and reality on the brink of collapse, Elliot must learn to wield his newfound powers carefully, balancing the risks of unintended consequences with the urgent need to stabilize the world. From preventing car accidents to tweaking cosmic luck, Elliot begins to make small but impactful changes. However, when he confronts the Unknown Entity—a chaotic vortex of energy that threatens to consume everything—he faces his greatest challenge yet. Forced to make a risky decision, Elliot absorbs the entity into the system, stabilizing reality but unlocking new, unknown dangers. With the first mission complete and reality’s stability at 70%, Elliot gains access to system upgrades, hinting at even greater powers—and greater responsibilities. As he begins to unravel the mysteries of the system and the origins of the Unknown Entity, Elliot realizes that his journey as the Architect of Reality is only just beginning. **Themes:** - The weight of responsibility and the power of choice - The fragility of reality and the consequences of tampering with it - A reluctant hero’s journey from ordinary to extraordinary **Tone:** A mix of sci-fi adventure, existential mystery, and dark humor, with a protagonist who balances skepticism with growing determination. **Potential:** This story sets the stage for a larger narrative about the nature of reality, the origins of the system, and Elliot’s role in a multiverse teetering on the edge of collapse. With each mission, Elliot will face new challenges, uncover deeper truths, and grapple with the moral dilemmas of wielding godlike power.

(WARNING: THIS IS A STORY OF INSANITY. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK) [Rewinding] In a world where each moment hangs by a thread and every second could be her last, Juno Luminara has discovered a horrifying gift—the ability to manipulate the fabric of time. But what seems like salvation is a double-edged curse, bringing her to her own deaths. Each death is real, leaving her scarred with the knowledge of lives unlived and choices unmade. Only she remembers every brutal ending, every gruesome failure. And with every use of her power, the weight of reality presses harder, like an unseen force that’s waiting to crush her under its clockwork inevitability. The realms teeters on the edge of collapse, threatened by the encroaching Void, a force of pure entropy devouring space, time, and sanity itself. Its monstrous rifts open without warning, twisting streets into nightmares where creatures born from forgotten futures stalk anyone unlucky enough to wander too close. Chosen as the Timekeeper, Juno is forced into a deadly game of survival, where one mistake can spiral into endless loops of despair. But she’s not just running from monsters—there are those who know what she can do, and they will stop at nothing to steal her power, even if it means trapping her in an eternal rewind. As she- [System overload] [REDACTED] [Time Skip Initializing] disappears into realms and timelines. With every use of her ability, Juno inches closer to madness, questioning how many times she can watch herself die before she loses what little humanity she has left. Time is both a lifeline and a labyrinth, and the deeper she goes, the harder it becomes to tell what’s real. As the Void tightens its grip on reality, Juno must untangle the twisted threads of fate, confront enigmatic enemies who bend time as easily as she does, and unlock the secrets of her own existence—before her mind fractures, and she becomes just another forgotten anomaly in the collapsing timeline. Her only weapons are her ingenuity, grit, and a system that responds to her every action but reveals as much danger as it does opportunity. One wrong move can doom an entire future; one right step can rewrite reality itself. Every ally is a potential betrayer. Every enemy hides a clue. And in the end, Juno’s biggest enemy may be time itself. "This timekeeper... How much longer do you think you can run from fate? Do you really believe you can cheat death forever?" [System failing...] [Reality restart commencing] With the fabric of existence unraveling, Juno must decide: will she surrender to inevitability, or break free from the cycle to forge her own future? The clock is ticking. And she’s running out of time.

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

When Mei-Xing wakes up in a hospital, she believes she has miraculously survived the attack that claimed her life. However, her relief turns to horror when she discovers she’s in the body of her estranged relative, Li Na—a woman she’s never met. Now trapped in a life that’s not her own, Mei-Xing must navigate the chaos of Li Na’s existence. Li Na’s life is a tangled mess. Nobody likes her and she has no family or reputation. Moreover, all around have kept some secrets realted to her. The powerful CEO Lu Jianjun, wants to keep her within his manor's walls has a contract: He would give her the title of Mrs. Lu and she would not set out. As Mei-Xing tries to piece together the mystery of her own murder, she’s forced to confront the challenges and responsibilities of Li Na’s troubled relationships. Torn between uncovering the truth about who killed her and managing the fallout of Li Na's broken life, Mei-Xing must decide whether she can make amends for her mistakes or if the path to her own answers will destroy the fragile world she now inhabits. As the clock ticks, her new identity might be the only way to save both their futures—or doom them both.

In the early 2000s, Henry Calloway, a struggling journalist, receives a cryptic letter inviting him to a secluded town known only as Warmout. Promised an exclusive story on a secretive yet thriving community, Henry embarks on a journey that leads him to a place untouched by time. A town where the air is thick with nostalgia, the streets humming with quiet conversations, and every resident seems unnervingly content. But as Henry digs deeper, he notices things that don’t add up. The clocks in town don’t tick past a certain hour. And the warmth…the unsettling warmth that lingers even in the dead of night, wrapping around him like an embrace he can’t escape. When he tries to leave, the roads bend in ways they shouldn’t. The sky above distorts, flickering like an old film reel. Something in Warmout is watching, and it doesn’t take kindly to guests overstaying their welcome. Henry must uncover the truth before he, too, fades into the town’s eerie embrace. But some doors, once opened, can never be closed again...

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EGO: Explore Game Online (LAMBDA) When the line between a virtual world and reality shatters, survival means mastering both. EGO: Explore Game Online takes you into a high-stakes VRMMO where players become their characters and the game’s rules govern a chaotic new world. Betrayed by his friends and trapped as his weakest avatar, a once-unstoppable player must claw his way back to power. With a mysterious Calabash capable of erasing monsters or making them allies, and the clock ticking to restore reality, he’s thrust into a battle for survival, trust, and redemption. Will he rise again as the game’s legend, or will the fused worlds consume him? Dive into a story of thrilling action, shocking twists, and the pursuit of identity in a world where everything is at stake. At the heart of the chaos is Ichio Ryūsei, a once-mythical player now reduced to a shadow of his former self. Known as the creator of Knox, the game’s strongest legend, Ichio must rise from nothing to reclaim his power, uncover the truth behind the fusion, and confront those who betrayed him. In a world where every move counts, his journey will determine the fate of both realities.

No one knows exactly when, but "Ma Lon - The Ghost Can Ritual" has long become a familiar game passed down through generations of children in the neighborhood, whispered from one group of kids to the next. On summer nights when the power goes out, children sneak out of their homes, gathering in the dimly lit streets to catch the cool breeze. They share spine-chilling stories they’ve heard from older kids—tales that grow more twisted with each retelling. And among all the ghost stories, the one they love the most—the one they never get tired of hearing—is the legend of the "Ma Lon" game. Who would believe it? On the first moonless night of the month, when the clock strikes midnight and the darkness spreads thick like ink, all it takes is an empty can, three sticks of incense, and a few coconut candies to summon a restless spirit. A soul that once lived in this very neighborhood—trapped, unable to move on—will enter the can… And then, the game of tag begins.

Jun, junto a sus amigos, se dirigen a una tienda de segunda mano para ver que podrian comprar, consiguiendo un reloj sin saber que este le cambiaria la vida por completo, cambiando a Jun y a sus amigos.

Christopher, once a master Beast Tamer was betrayed by the very disciples he had nurtured, now found himself reborn. His life, dedicated to training and empowering five promising individuals, had ended abruptly, their betrayal a bitter sting even in death. But death was not the end. He awoke as Christopher Valhalla, the eldest son of one of the capital city's most influential families. The Valhalla name carried weight, a legacy of power and respect. This new life, however, was not a clean slate. The memories of his past life, the sting of betrayal, the burning desire for revenge – they remained, etched into his very soul. He looked around his opulent new surroundings, a stark contrast to the humble training grounds he had called home in his previous life. The Valhalla estate was a testament to their wealth and influence, a sprawling complex of manicured gardens, imposing structures, and an air of undeniable power. He was no longer a mentor, the supreme tamer, or a provider; he was now a scion of power, a prince in his own right. This newfound status, however, was merely a tool, a stepping stone on his path to vengeance. Christopher knew he couldn't simply reveal his past life. The world wouldn't believe him. He had to play the part of the pampered, privileged son, all the while secretly plotting his return to power. He remembered the faces of his betrayers: Leon, the cunning strategist; Alex, the brute force; Isabelle, the master of illusions; Jax, the silent assassin; and finally, Electra, the one he cared about. They had taken everything from him – his life, his beasts, his reputation. Now, they would pay. His first priority was regaining his strength. And his beasts, the loyal companions who had fallen alongside him. Christopher couldn't afford to make the same mistakes he had made in his past life. He began his training, honing his physical abilities, pushing his body to its limits. He knew that raw power alone wouldn't be enough. Not only that, but he needed to be smarter, more cunning, more ruthless than his former disciples. So, Christopher delved into the Valhalla family's library, devouring ancient texts on beast taming, combat techniques, and strategic warfare, not really necessary, because of his memories, but you must always be prepared for anything. He sought out information on rare herbs and potions, anything that could give him an edge. He would make his former disciples regret the day they crossed him. Christopher Valhalla was not just a name; it was a promise. A promise of retribution. The five Master Beast Tamers would learn the true meaning of betrayal, and Christopher would be the one to deliver their punishment. No System to assist Mc. He gained all his Powers through making choices and countless battles!! _______________ Author's word, This Books will remain free till it clock 100 Chapters! All I need from my loyal readers are: Interaction! Reviews! Comments!! Power stones!!!! And if you can... GIFTs!! 50 power stones, 50 Golden Tickets, Or 100 coins gift above: 3 Chapters. 100 Power Stones, 100 golden Tickets, Or 500 gifts above: 4 Chapters 200 Power stones, 200 golden Tickets, Or 1,000 gifts above: 5 Chapters. PS: Bonus Chapters will be release on Sunday, [WAT Time.] Release date: 10:00Pm. ___________ Check my other books! Solo Leveling: I Am The Only Supreme With The Cheating System. And Reborn With The All Seeing Eyes.

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.

I wake up with the sun beating down on my face, and sweat dripping from my neck down my spine, I turn over to look at my alarm clock and it’s … it’s not there, this isn’t my room… but wait it is . I quickly get up from my bed and rushed out of my room to go check for my best friend who I was living with at the time . “Jerald !!! Jerald !!! What’s going on, did you move my things ?” But my mum answered instead “ who is Jerald??? You woke up late and now you’re trying to bring the whole house down, go shower or you’ll be very late for school, you better hurry or I’m throwing you and your bag out at 7:40 “ my mum said as she walked away to the kitchen. I was shocked, I didn’t understand what was going on, I moved from my mums house two years ago, I’m currently leaving in a Condo in LA with best Friend from high school … this isn’t LA… or maybe I’m still asleep? . I walk to my old bathroom to go wash my face. I turned the tap on and splashed some water on it, then I grabbed the towel next to the door and look at the mirror in front of me … I screamed !!! “Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh” why do I look 14???? I’m 21 …. I felt dizzy, but i could hear my mum yelling from the kitchen “stop shouting and just kill the spider, it can’t kill you” my mum said thinking I saw a bug, how is she sure it’s not poisonous … typical African parent, but wait … what is happening to me ? Did I go back in time ?

The rift between higher beings had escalated to a cataclysmic point, shattering the boundaries and peace of realms. Humanity, one of the countless unfortunate races ensnared in this cosmic conflict, was sold out and forced to fight for the amusement of a mysterious, omnipotent entity. In a desperate bid to halt the slaughter, some brave souls ventured back through time, reincarnating and employing any means necessary, each driven by their own ideology to resist and reclaim their fate. Ethan Grimm thrust into this realm as a mere child, clawed his way to the summit only to be betrayed at the pinnacle of his struggle. As he lay dying, a flicker of hope ignited—a second chance, albeit limited, to rewrite the timeline. Now, on this perilous new journey toward the summit, Ethan, along with his former self, is battling both external foes and internal demons. The clock ticks relentlessly as he races against time, striving to reach the top before his soul is extinguished forever. Suspense, action, and mystery intertwine as Ethan’s epic quest unfolds, each step fraught with danger and the promise of redemption.

After an unremarkable life and an untimely death, a soul is summoned by Zurique, the enigmatic God of Elyria, who is nearing the end of his existence due to a divine punishment. He offers her a second chance at life with a monumental task: find his successor to prevent the collapse of his world. Reincarnated as Aria Zarek, the timid and overlooked daughter of a powerful duke, she is thrust into a world of magic and danger. Gifted with a mysterious system designed to guide her, Aria must navigate her new reality, master the intricacies of a magical society, and confront her host’s painful past. As she learns to survive and grow stronger, she discovers the weight of the responsibility placed on her shoulders. The clock is ticking, and failure will not only doom Elyria but also erase her existence forever. Can Aria rise to the challenge and uncover the true successor to save a world she barely understands, or will her second chance end in failure?

A Nameless Transmigrator — that’s all she could call herself. A woman from the 21st century, abruptly waking up in an unfamiliar world, with no recollection of how she ended up there or who she was supposed to be. The world around her operated on its own set of rules, a modern society brimming with political intrigues, power struggles, and deeply rooted secrets. Her only clue? A name etched deep within her fragmented memories — Gauis Anubis Steinheart — a name she barely remembers reading from a synopsis of a book she happened to glance at in a random bookstore back in her world. Is Gaius Anubis Steinheart the key to her past — or the harbinger of her downfall? Without a name, without allies, and with no memories to guide her and no cheat-like abilities that other transmigrators often possess in stories, she finds herself trapped in a foreign body — a woman with a complicated life in the middle of a high-stakes political battlefield. But the biggest shock comes when she discovers she's pregnant — carrying the child of an unknown man, without a single clue who the father is or what role she’s supposed to play in this world. The clock is ticking, and the shadows of conspiracies loom ever closer. As she navigates the treacherous waters of this world, she must uncover the truth behind her identity, the child she carries, and why fate brought her into this twisted story. Who is that? Probably the Protagonist of the story. Well, who knows? Contains MATURE scenes/events that were not suitable for minors. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

Selina gasped for air, her heart racing as her body involuntarily thrashed in her sleep. Her indigo eyes flicked open wide as she choked back a scream. She looked up into Liam's worried face as he wiped away the beads of sweat forming on her brow with a damp cloth. "Lina, this was the longest one yet. Your whimpering and thrashing woke me about 36 minutes ago, and you were already covered in sweat." Liam told her, his voice heavy with concern as he glanced at the clock. Liam ran his hand through his hair. "Please tell me you remember something this time." He asked, almost pleading. Selina shook her head while sitting to look out the window. Over the forest, the orange-pink hue of the sunrise was starting to appear. Selina breathed deeply as she tried to recall something, anything other than the emotions she experienced during her dreams, but as usual, she was unable to. Some dreams were comforting and made her feel warm. Those dreams involved a blonde-haired man with green eyes. The other dreams, much like the current dream, left her full of despair and fear or left her feeling just plain empty. Usually all she could recall of those dreams was fire or blood. Liam stood up, muscles tense as he raised his arms and ran both hands through his thick black hair again, grabbing a fistful which he let fall back as he spoke, "Maybe she was wrong. Or maybe the prophecies were wrong. Maybe we really are Moonglow and not Lunaria. I don't know." Liam sighed deeply, sitting on the edge of his bed and turned to face her again before continuing, "Lina, your dreams are getting worse, and time is running out. You haven't dreamed of him in months. We don't know anything, not really. We just have mom's fairy tales. It's been ten years, maybe our memories are wrong. I... I just wish we had some guidance, something firm." An image of an attractive man with a square jawline, full red lips, deep green eyes and chin-length shaggy blond hair flashed through Selina's mind. She inhaled deeply before speaking, "He's Valentino. We need to get to Red Lake Pack." ********************************************************************* The Lunaria bloodline has been hunted for generations forcing them to live as lone wolves to conceal their identities and ensure the chance to fulfill the prophecy. According to Selina’s mother, Selina Moonglow is the prophesied one. With the disappearance of her mother when she was young, Selina only knows four things: Her dreams will guide her Never reveal their true last name Follow her instincts Her wolf will stay bound until she accepts her mate. ****************************************************************** Selina stood before him, her fated mate. She had dreamt of his scent and his eyes for months now. A warmth crept over her as the flutter deep within her belly increased, almost to the point of breathlessness. He was seated at his desk, studying something with his shaggy blonde hair covering has face as he looked down. Why isn’t he looking up? The mate bond should be forcing his eyes to me... Selina thought. Confused she called his name, “Valentino..” Before she could finish, his cold, hard voice interrupted her, “It’s Alpha Valentino. Get out. I’m busy. Make an appointment.”