Fog Thesaurus

When a mysterious massacre wipes out an entire crime family in Lagos, Nigeria, all fingers point to a ghost organization long thought extinct — the Black Fog Syndicate. A cynical, cold ex-investigator turned forensic cleaner, Ikenna Odu, is reluctantly pulled back into the world he abandoned. As alliances shatter, lieutenants turn traitors, and law enforcement is compromised at every level, Ikenna must untangle a decades-old conspiracy before he becomes the next casualty. But there’s a catch: the enemy may already be within his own circle.

Amid the waves of steam and machinery, who can reach the extraordinary? In the fog of history and darkness, who is whispering? I woke up from the mystery, opened my eyes and saw this world: Guns, cannons, huge ships, airships, differential machines; potions, divination, curses, upside-down people, seals... Light still shines, mystery never fades away. This is a legend of "The Fool".

The Dao Court has ruled the world of cultivators for over twenty thousand years. The noble families maintain a strict hierarchy, making life difficult for independent cultivators. At ten years old, Mo Hua, who comes from a background of independent cultivators, struggles with his cultivation journey. This changes when a Dao stele appears in his mind. The stele is damaged and mysterious, but it can enhance spiritual awareness and help understand mystical formations. Mo Hua plans to use this stele to develop a supreme spiritual awareness, learn the secrets of celestial formations, and pursue the ultimate path of immortality. His goal is to change not only his own destiny but also the destiny of all lesser cultivators across the world. The path to greatness starts with the smallest steps, and the journey to immortality is long and challenging. Through dense fog and treacherous terrains, past horrors and chaos, where demons dance wildly, he must plant the seeds of his spiritual quest, survive the deadliest of trials, and prove his worth on every dangerous step… In the grand scheme of heaven, where the universe is the game board and all creatures its pieces, the strategic game of life and death begins, shaping destinies through its intricate moves… Immortality Through Array Formations, Asking About Longevity, Asking for Immortality, The Quest for Immortality, 阵问长生

AGE GAP!!! But I promise the characters only fall in love when they’re both legal. Still, the ML won’t make it easy for the MC. "A Little Too Close" Some hearts meet where they shouldn’t. Some feelings grow where they’re not allowed. Twenty-four-year-old Eugene spends his quiet mornings behind a café counter, pouring lattes and pretending his world is still intact. But when a group of high schoolers walks in on a cold Monday morning, something unexpected happens—he notices one of them. A boy with soft black hair, honey-brown eyes, and a smile that feels like sunlight through winter fog. Eugen doesn’t know why he can’t stop thinking about him. Why he still smells vanilla milk hours after he’s gone. Why something warm keeps blooming in his chest. Because feelings like this aren’t allowed. Not here. Not like this. Not with him. And yet... he hopes he comes back tomorrow.

Neva was born to rule. As the crown prince of a powerful kingdom, he was raised to inherit the Law Domain — a fortress of rules, order, and iron-fisted justice. But fate had other plans. Expelled from his own home for crimes he can hardly remember, Neva finds himself stranded in the deadly Fog, where monsters thrive and hope goes to die. Just as he’s about to give up, a voice calls to him. A voice from his childhood dreams — a Nation Avatar named America, born from stories Neva barely recalls, dressed in stars and stripes and carrying enough firepower to liberate (or obliterate) entire worlds. Neva discovers he is no ordinary exile. He is a Domain Lord — one with the power to build nations within the Fog, gather citizens, and forge a new legacy from scratch. Guided by the chaotic yet strangely loyal America, Neva sets out to create a nation like no other, filled with countless avatars of humanity’s greatest — and worst — ideals. Countless nations. Countless people. And just one lord to rule them all. But in a world where the Fog devours the unworthy, and where domains clash in battles of unimaginable scale, will Neva’s delusions of glory become the hope of millions… or the seeds of his own destruction?

That day, the breath of the great whale dispersed the fog, and a new era arrived. Chen Qi accidentally transmigrated into the steampunk-apocalyptic game world of 'New Sun,' starting with the monstrous talent "Deep Sea Affinity," where ancient deep-sea creatures saw him as one of their own. Although he possessed the talents of a monster, as a transmigrator, he still maintained the original intentions of humanity, striving to level up with the firm resolve to become a world-renowned Monster Hunter. Finally, after his relentless efforts, the popular Dove Times sharply commented: "From the ancient deep sea, a scoundrel with evil bloodlines who threatens witches with tentacles, the arrogant lone Emperor of the Fifth, who aims to conquer the Witch Sea!" False news, blatant false news! Even though he grew tentacles, threatened witches, raised sea dragons, collected tolls, and sang the death chorus with sea monsters. He was truly not of any Deep Sea Ancient God's bloodline but a dedicated and responsible Hunter. Chen Qi cut down the fleet before him and earnestly clarified.

As a transmigrator turned extraordinary creature of the human race, he found the world to be more colorful than he had imagined. To more easily access everything this new realm had to offer, he first needed a special resume. Then, he had to find the right place in a city perennially shrouded in fog to fill out an application, and the last and most critical step... — was to kill a chicken or catch a mouse.

Kael was never meant to be a hero. Bullied, broken, and betrayed by the world, the 95 kg high school shut-in had nothing—no friends, no purpose, just scars hidden beneath his hoodie. But when the world begins to collapse into chaos, and God Himself unleashes judgment upon a sinful humanity through monstrous ancient beasts and divine reckoning, Kael is chosen. Why? Because even when the world was cruel, Kael remained righteous. Gifted with Divine Echo, an S-rank ability that removes all limitations from any power he uses, Kael begins a transformation—both physical and spiritual. From obsessive training and relentless self-discipline, he sculpts his body into a weapon. From heartbreak and trauma, he forges a mind sharper than any blade. And from isolation, he builds resolve—unshakable and merciless. But this is no fairytale redemption. Kael isn’t here to save the world. He’s here to survive it. With humanity collapsing, safe zones crumbling, and ancient predators ruling the Earth, Kael must lead, fight, and manipulate his way through a new reality—one where power is truth and morality is a luxury. He’s no longer the boy others could ignore. He’s the ghost in the fog. The saint with bloodstained hands. The one whose echo will never fade.

She was to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awakens something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.

Yeri was once a succubus, a powerful and irresistible seductress who fed on desire. Now reborn as a stunning young woman in the modern world, she must navigate the confusing collision of her human innocence and her demonic memories. One night, fate leads her into the path of Shin Keir, a dangerously magnetic and notorious CEO known for getting everything he wants—except peace. Their accidental encounter sparks an intense, uncontrollable passion, and a single night together changes everything. *** Excerpt: The dream had returned. Same eerie forest. Same surreal woman in the crimson dress. But this time, the setting had changed slightly. She now stood at the edge of a cliff made of jagged, glowing red rocks that resembled oversized rubies. Scarlet butterflies floated around her like living embers. A thick fog blanketed the area like some forbidden realm between worlds. She turned to him, her smile soft, sweet—and somehow tragic. She was heartbreakingly beautiful, ethereal yet forlorn, like a love story written in fading ink. Shin had tried to call out, but the wind swallowed his voice. As he stepped forward, the woman mouthed something. He couldn't hear her. Then, in a horrifying instant, her body tilted, and she plummeted off the cliff. The despair that followed wasn't just a feeling—it was a full-body, soul-tearing scream that never made it past his throat. Without hesitation, Shin leapt after her. He awoke convulsing, drenched in cold sweat. His eyes gleamed with a strange madness, a devil struggling behind the polished CEO exterior. *** Disclaimer- Places and characters are all works of fiction.

Inside a quiet pavilion located inside one of the Heavenly Sky Kingdom’s four largest cultivation sects, a young man slowly opened his eyes with a helpless expression as he gazed down towards the fog located at the base of the mountain that the pavilion was located on top of. Not only was he the youngest Core Elder in the history of a large cultivation sect, but he was also someone who had transmigrated over with a system! The system in question wanted him to train up disciples and in turn help him get stronger! But there was one major problem in all of this… He didn’t have any disciples! Ding~! Talk about great timing... ____________________________ Release Schedule: 7-14 chapters a week ____________________________ If you are interested in LitRPG, I'm writting another novel called [Reincarned as a Lizard]. A side novel, I write on it when I need something other than Xianxia.

Stories of Dracula, the crimson king. Something different from what have been told. The dream returned again, thick with fog and the stench of old blood. Elara stood barefoot on blackened soil, surrounded by whispering shadows. A voice echoed through the mist — ancient, intimate. “Izolda…” She didn’t recognize the name, yet it struck something buried deep, like a cracked bell in her bones. She woke before dawn, heart pounding. Behind her ear, blood trickled from a place no wound should be. She dabbed it with trembling fingers and stared at the smear of red. It was the third time this month. At first, she told herself it was stress. Nerves. Imagination. But when three monks arrived that morning cloaked in silence and dusk-colored robes, her doubts unraveled. “You’ve heard the Call,” the eldest said. “The Seal weakens.” They knew her name. They spoke of an order older than kings. And of a man — a monster — bound beneath soil and stone. Dracula. Elara’s blood remembered things her mind could not. And now, the past clawed its way forward — not as memory, but as prophecy.

The fledgling creator, Jis, is entrusted with a new mission. He’s to journey to the planet they’ve crafted and investigate the source of a dark red fog, considered a dangerous substance. However, upon crossing over, he breaches their agreement and loses his memory. Regaining consciousness in the vast sea, will Jis be able to complete his mission?

In the mist-shrouded city of Seoul, bizarre events begin to unfold. It all starts with a mysterious incident in an abandoned building in Gangbuk District 13, where an enigmatic red mist begins spreading throughout the city. Detective Jeong Hae-jun finds himself caught in the middle of a chaotic convergence of reality and illusion while investigating the case. Amid this turmoil, a peculiar middle-aged man named "Fog" appears before him, delivering cryptic warnings that thrust Jeong Hae-jun deeper into the mystery. Will this city survive the night of mist?

Whisperwood: The Curse Beneath Dark Fantasy • Gothic Mystery • Supernatural Horror Some towns hide secrets. Whisperwood is made of them. When Lyra arrives in the fog-choked town of Whisperwood, she expects to find answers about her missing mentor. What she finds instead is a curse older than the town itself—one that breathes through its people, rewrites their memories, and punishes those who remember. Guided by a quiet man with no past—and no name—Lyra begins peeling back layers of lies. But every truth they uncover changes the town around them. People vanish. Voices shift. History rewrites itself. Even Lyra begins to question what's real... and what the town wants her to forget. Somewhere in the heart of Whisperwood, something ancient is watching. And it remembers her. If she uncovers the truth, it will cost her everything. If she forgets… she becomes one of them.

In a world where reality is warped and blood stains the ground, the crash of a mysterious spaceship seventy years ago birthed a generation that knows only terror and despair. Anomalies have twisted the landscape into a living nightmare, where death is ever-present and the air is thick with the stench of decay. The survivors, born into this unforgiving hell, are driven by a desperate need to uncover the dark secrets of their origins. With every step, they delve deeper into a world shrouded in fog, where the line between life and death is razor-thin, and hope is a distant memory

In the fog-drenched corner of the Lunaros Kingdom lies Ime, a cold, sea-lashed island where nothing grows and secrets fester beneath the waves. Cale Varn lives a quiet life there, unaware of the power pulsing through his blood — until a monstrous Vorrak attacks him in the woods, and a black cat with glowing eyes saves him. The cat, Emis, is no ordinary creature. He is a Yvelin — a divine being from an ancient line that sees what others cannot. When Cale makes a pact with him, he gains a power that could unravel the past… but at a price yet to be named. Now marked and bound to the forgotten legacy of the Veyrathi clan, Cale begins to uncover a world long buried by fear: one where humans once communed with divine animals, until betrayal and bloodshed cast them into myth. Hunted by those who remember, and guided by a creature who claims to know his fate, Cale must tread carefully — especially when his closest friends vanish without a trace. But power doesn’t come freely. And the future Emis sees might not be Cale’s to choose.

London, 1878. Thick fog hides secrets... and crimes. Nathan Blauth, newly graduated and full of ambition, finally gets the chance to prove his worth when he is assigned to investigate an opium trafficking network that is corroding the alleys of London's suburbs. But there is one obstacle: his partner is Eric Félix, a seasoned veteran, ruthless... and incapable of working as part of a team. Amid mistrust, dangerous investigations, and chases through the city's narrow streets, Nathan finds himself not only confronted by a past he tried to forget, but also by unexpected feelings: a silent and dangerous passion for the man he swore not to trust. In a London consumed by fog, addiction, and desire, uncovering who is behind the trafficking may be less risky than discovering himself.

Under the misty and historically sedimented surface of London, there is a hidden current that ordinary people cannot imagine. Eighteen year old Alan Shaw grew up at the "Herbal Hall" Chinese medicine shop in Chinatown, East London, and was raised by a mysterious grandfather. He leads an ordinary to almost boring life: helping his grandfather manage the pharmacy during the day, smelling the fragrance of licorice and angelica; At night, they sweat and move cold goods in the dock warehouse. Fatigue is his norm, and occasionally when his fingertips brush over metal or candlelight, the fleeting strange "flowing sensation" is also attributed to his own overwork or nerve sensitivity. Grandfather's warning - 'Hide yourself, don't reveal anything special' - is the iron rule of his life. However, on a foggy midnight, fate rudely tore open the curtain of his peaceful life. On the shortcut in the abandoned shipyard area, Allen was dragged into the darkness by a sound that was not a human fight: the wild beast like roar tore apart the silence, and the metallic roar carried a piercing chill. Curiosity and an indescribable pull overwhelmed his fear of the unknown, leading him into the depths of the shadows of the steel ruins. There, he witnessed an unimaginable sight: a pale and swift ghostly figure ( Blood Clan ) engaged in a fierce battle with a muscular and partially beastly strong man ( Werewolf ) under the moonlight. Their power transcends the boundaries of physics, as blood light and claws pierce through thick fog. Even more deadly, a wild werewolf out of control sensed his gaze and charged straight towards him! At the critical moment, the suppressed and vaguely perceived "energy" in Allen's body fluctuated uncontrollably, like a stone thrown into a calm pond, instantly disrupting the invisible force field of the entire battlefield. This unexpected energy ripple not only exposed him, but also attracted the intervention of a mysterious woman who claimed to be the Guardian, Lena White. Her appearance saved Allen, but also plunged him completely into the hidden abyss known as' The Veiled World 'beneath the glamorous facade of London. Alan finally realized that the "energy" he perceived was the power of the origin of all things - Anima. Those who are born or awakened, able to perceive, absorb, and use spiritual energy like him, are called Animates. In this world, wizards weave arcades, witches communicate with nature, vampires (a blood race that claims to be the "Crimson Council") thirst for eternal life, werewolves (following the ancient "Silver Moon Oath") roar under the moon, and various forces such as alchemists, Druids, and psychic warriors maintain a fragile balance under ancient rules, hiding together in mortal society. And what broke this balance and caused a bloody storm was a mysterious organization called 'Ouroboros'. They crazily chased after the nine legendary Prime Glyphs left by ancient beings, each representing a subversive and almost world rule-based way of using spiritual energy, such as the "Weaving of Life" that manipulates life, the "Anchor Point of Time and Space" that interferes with time and space, and the "Return of All Things" that devours all things... They are powerful enough to rewrite reality and the ultimate treasure coveted by all ambitious people.

Grief leaves no room for instructions. It comes, uninvited, and settles like fog, thick, persistent, and blinding. For Daniel Lewis, CEO of a billion-Leones tech empire and head of one of the country’s most influential families, the world never stopped moving after his wife’s death, but his did. He buried the pain beneath polished suits and endless meetings, pouring all that was left of him into the only person that still tied him to her, their daughter, Betty. Betty was once a bright, talkative girl with a laugh that could melt a room. But the accident that claimed her mother’s life also stole her voice. Five years later, she hadn’t spoken a single word. Specialist after specialist had failed to reach her, and her silence became a fortress no one could breach. Until Esther walked in. She wasn’t a licensed expert. Not yet. Just a 21-year-old child psychology student with soft eyes, a quiet determination, and a heart bigger than her experience. Hired as a live-in governess and emotional support tutor, Esther’s job was simple: help Betty speak again, help her live again. But no one warned her that in healing the child, she might touch the man as well. Daniel didn’t expect to feel anything. Not for a woman so much younger. Not for anyone ever again. And yet, in the quiet moments, between shared books, unspoken smiles, and late-night tea in the garden, something began to bloom, tender, impossible, real. This is a story about healing. About love rediscovered. About a man haunted by his past. A girl chasing her dreams. And a child who, through them, finds her voice again. Sometimes, the second time around… love writes a better ending.

--- English version: I made a mistake. Not just a simple one— but in destroying the future of someone who never deserved it. They called him worthless. The son of a cast-out woman. Weak. A peasant. But his heart… was the last light left in this dark empire. I was the one meant to guide them—two heirs to the crown. One, intelligent, obedient, perfect in the eyes of all… The other, bruised but breathing. And I—who should have seen the truth—closed my eyes. Now, years later, the city is drowning in fog. The kingdom is ruled by cruelty. And his voice has long gone silent. But that night, I saw the light in the forest. And when I opened my eyes, the past was still alive. This time, the choice is mine. Not for power. Not for the crown. But to save a heart. To make it right. And here I stand— face to face with the days I left behind. ---

Leo Makjin, an ordinary gamer, is suddenly transported to the Eldorian Forest—a world where not only magic, but the ancient art of golem crafting, still lives. Armed with a mysterious Whispering Ring and Elias Thanem’s abandoned journal, he learns to shape life from clay, crystal, and ash… but every creation comes at a price. As he uncovers the secrets of the Ancient Golems and the disappearance of the Golem Makers, will he triumph—or be consumed by the creeping Fog that devours mind and matter?

**Synopsis for *Kill the Boy*** In a ravaged world where a mysterious infection from a 4.5-mile-wide asteroid has reshaped Earth, humanity teeters on the brink of extinction. The infection spawns monstrous creatures and awakens rare ocular powers in survivors, granting abilities like clairvoyance, time perception, and bio-analysis. Yet, these gifts come at a brutal cost: overuse risks blindness, madness, or death. Cities burn, oceans churn with unnatural life, and the remnants of civilization cling to fortified havens like the World Tree city, while the desolate Waste Grave Land harbors untold horrors. Eric, a 9-year-old South Sudanese boy haunted by vivid nightmares of a burning city, finds himself alone with his cousins Jabari and Lacy, and a resourceful classmate he stumbles upon. Stranded in the chaos of South Sudan after a cataclysmic event, they must navigate a landscape of infected beasts, treacherous fog-laden beaches, and their own awakening powers. Eric’s journey is one of survival, self-discovery, and the weight of choices that could save—or doom—what’s left of their world. *Kill the Boy* is a gripping webnovel of courage, loss, and the fight to hold onto humanity in a world that demands you become something more. Will Eric rise as a hero, or fall to the darkness within? Dive in to find out.

A forest drenched in fog. Three strangers wake beneath unfamiliar stars. Leo, Matthew, and El never meant to cross over. One moment they were neighbors, the next lost in a realm where the sun burns red, beasts lurk in shadow, and the land remembers things better left forgotten. They don’t know how to get back. They only know how they got here. To return home and find answers, they must journey across a broken world through cursed woods, ruined cities, and war-torn kingdoms toward the far continent where whispers speak of primal magic and the fallen ones. But the path is never clear, and the land itself seems to twist beneath their feet. As they venture deeper, Leo's dreams are beginning to bleed into reality. At first, it’s fragments. Places they haven’t seen. Names he shouldn’t know. But the further they go, the more real it becomes. His dreams bleed into waking life echoes of battles, betrayals, and bonds that feel achingly familiar. And somewhere ahead, something waits for them. Something that remembers. Because this world doesn’t forget. And neither does fate.

For James Thorne, an orphan at the desolate Saint Ursa's, logic is survival. He trusts his sharp mind more than the treacherous pull of emotion, his detachment a carefully built shield. But when his own memories begin to blur-names, faces, friendships once held close slipping into fog-James's world starts to fracture. With only a stray cat named Fangtail at his side, he begins a secret investigation into the strange forgettings haunting the orphanage. He's determined to find a rational explanation-and to reclaim whatever has been stolen from him. But at Saint Ursa's, where memory fades like breath on glass,the truth he seeks may prove a deeper darkness than any mere shadow of the night.

London, 1887. Martin, a gifted young man from Manchester, arrives in the capital to begin his studies at the university. But just as he settles into the city’s fog and elegance... a nightmare returns. A notorious serial killer—missing for over a decade—reappears, leaving behind a new trail of corpses and cryptic messages. As Martin joins forces with London's detectives to unravel the mystery, he uncovers a chilling truth: The killer is just a pawn. Someone far more dangerous has been pulling the strings—manipulating events, lives, and nations like pieces on a chessboard. In a world ruled by masks and illusions, Martin must face a terrifying question: Who is the true King behind the game...?

Far in the future, in a desolate land where despite the rich and plush grass there seems to be no animals roaming around stood thousand upon thousands of soldiers they all wear similar armors, bearing similar flags, and carrying similar symbol on them. Everyong is tensed and serius while all of them are facing to one direction, towards the silent calm sea. And in the silence, where only the occasional noise of the horses are heard, a powerful sound could be heard. A beating of two pair of wings... Towards the sea a powerful gust of wind pushed the fogs away.. revealing a man.. He's wearing a light leather armor.. a contrast to the shining metalic plates the soldiers on the land wore.. His hair is as dark as the night and his eyes as deep as the night. But all eyes landed on his back as two pairs of beautiful pair of white wings each spanining for five meters each as it flaps and keeps him in the air. Suddenly a man wearing a regal and imposing black armor in the very front of the formation stepped forward and spoke. Despite him speaking in calm manner his voice could be heard all across the land. "You betrayed our country, you scum.. Prepare to die" Then the man with the wings smiled at his words and replied. "And you betrayed humanity.. o mighty ruler.. YOU prepare to die" With his reply the fog behind him splits revealing hundreds of battle ships making contact with the steep cliff. And a thunderous battle cry explodes in the field as thousands of soldiers jumped hundreds of feet in the air towards the oposing armies. And a bloody war ensues. What had led up to this?

When John Stark’s fiancée disappears, he follows a trail to Judgement City—a seemingly normal place hiding a sinister secret. Through a tunnel, he discovers that there lies a fog-bound realm of purgatory that lures broken souls like John’s into it. To find her, John must face confrontations of his sins and the never-resolved traumas of his past.

In the world of kings and kingdoms, knights and magicians, the legend of Trisen-Adrian began. Love, though seemingly ordinary, conceals a mystery.It blooms like a flower in the desert, rare and unexpected. The harsh edges of life are smoothed by courtesy, While truths are often wrapped in myth. Some mysteries are born, some are forged. And some… are destined. This is that world. It begins in red and darkness and ends in the void. Beneath the fog of forgotten history, A dream stirs. And from the sea, an unknown traveler rises. Misfortune sows tragedy, While fortune gathers companions. Strings of fate are plucked-Until destiny plays its final chord. Long live the legend of Hermes—“Mr. Thousand.”