Lydia Banshee Scream

BVURI Written by Jahniekc In the ancient kingdom of Murenga, five warriors bound by blood and prophecy walk the thin line between spirit and flesh. They are the Bloodbound Circle — hunters, seers, tricksters, and shield-bearers — sworn to guard a world that has long forgotten the cost of survival. But beneath the earth, something stirs. Something older than gods. Something that remembers their names. The **Bvuri** — formless, ancient horrors born from the first scream of creation — are awakening. Drawn to Kael, the lion-hearted leader of the Circle, they whisper his fate in languages older than bones. The prophecy calls him savior, but the Bvuri call him something else. **A vessel. A key. A sacrifice.** As forbidden forests whisper, and enemy kingdoms carve their skin with stolen power, the Bloodbound Circle must choose: **stand against the coming darkness, or break beneath the weight of destiny.** The spirits are watching. The earth remembers. And the Bvuri are hungry. ---

Trapped in a locked concrete room with no memory, Lukas awakens to a chilling note: “You have 24 hours to confess.” A raspy voice from a rusted speaker delivers cryptic clues every hour, each one unraveling a dark past he can’t fully grasp—blood-stained hands, a river’s edge, and the faint echo of a scream. Amid the chaos of his fractured mind, one name shines through the fog: Raisa, a woman tied to him by love, betrayal, or something far worse. As glimpses of her warmth clash with visions of violence, Lukas struggles to piece together the truth. Is he a victim, a killer, or a pawn in a game he doesn’t understand? With time slipping away, the line between guilt and innocence blurs, and the final confession may leave more questions than answers—about Raisa, about himself, and about the door that waits beyond the 24th hour.

Jake never thought much of his recurring nightmares—until they started feeling more like memories than dreams. Every night, he finds himself soaring through smoke-filled skies, clad in crimson armor with jet-black wings, locked in a desperate battle against skyscraper-sized giants that bring only destruction. No matter how hard he fights, he always wakes up before he can win. By day, he’s just an ordinary high school student, navigating classes, football debates with his best friend Lydia, and dodging questions from his nosy younger sister, Joy. But when strange events begin seeping into the real world—shadows moving where they shouldn't, echoes of voices from his dreams—Jake starts questioning whether these nightmares are just dreams… or warnings. As the lines between reality and fantasy blur, Jake must uncover the truth behind the titans and his connection to them. Time is running out, and if his dreams are a glimpse of what's to come, then the real battle has yet to begin. But will he be ready when it does?

Amon was transmigrated to another world as his in-game character. He is now a Dragon Lord who possesses rare Professions like Summoner and Healer. Shortly after that he became the Prince Consort in the corrupted dragonic kingdom. ******* A man stood in a plantation. He swung his sword to harvest. But what he harvested was not wheat or rice—it was human souls. Hundreds of heads separated from their bodies, blood flooded the ground, and screams of despair echoed into the sky. With lightning speed, no one could escape, and no one could touch him. The man was as powerful as a mighty dragon.

Chase is born of no house or family to speak of, except for a sickly father, and his mother who vanished the day he was born, however years after the birth of Chase, his father still often speaks of her as if she was a true goddess. One day the story will begin, when Chase finds himself waking to the smell of embers, the screams of agony, and the beginning of chaos. For on that day, a Boy was Born...

How far would you go to save your family? Would you take a life for them? A hundred? A thousand? How many before your conscience finally screams, "Enough"? They answered this question with [Ruination]—an unprecedented catastrophe that wiped out countless universes, all for the faintest chance to reclaim what was lost. No hesitation. No regret. Perhaps the Heavens sought to reward them for their love—or punish them for the slaughter of untold worlds. Either way, they were granted a second chance—to return to the past and reshape their fate. In a world where every lifeform’s destiny is predetermined by the Heavens, NOX and Lucas uncover a chilling truth: the purpose of life is not merely to exist, but to pursue [Transcendence]. One is destined to achieve [Transcendence], while the other—whether willing or unwilling—must assist another in achieving it. Follow NOX and Lucas, as one is fated to transcend, while the other is doomed to be forgotten by history. Can they break free from their predetermined paths? Or will they scream, “I will defy the Heavens!” like a protagonist in a Dragon Country novel? Can the Heavens tolerate such blasphemy?

—WSA 2025 Entry— I yawned, fighting off sleep as my professor droned on about the three-body problem—even though it was notoriously unsolvable. 'Geez, why do we need to learn this?' I thought, shaking my head. Suddenly, a holographic screen materialized before my eyes, its message slicing through the monotony: "Moonfall Has Begun. Your Class Has Been Assigned.” I glanced around, and saw confused faces all over—everyone staring, just as bewildered as I was. 'Does everyone see this?' I wondered, my heart starting to pound. My screen flickered, then declared in bold: Main Class: Astral Equationist. Before I could process any further, a piercing scream shattered the classroom’s uneasy silence. I barely had time to register the sound as chaos erupted around me. Discord: https://discord.gg/FK9GfrSjtb

She, a modern hidden ghost leader of an organization which gathered insane prodigies proficient in the various differing skill-sets. Highly skilled in medicine and poison, executes covert assassinations, viewed as insane and demonic in the eyes of people of the world. Killed in an accident, and reborn into the body of a disfigured young girl. What? Face disfigured, identity stolen? A return to the family dim and hopeless? Her identity can be given up, her family can be forgone, but as for the one who harmed her predecessor who inhabited this same body, if she didn’t at least make them scream in unimaginable agony and throw them into a state of wretchedness, how could she live up to her demonic reputation? Endless turmoil ensues and it’s a battle to dominate over all! See how she shook the world dressed in a suit of red, her sword up against the dominant powers that rocked the Heavens! Her name spread across the seas, shocking the earth!

Dive into the fractured cosmos, In the cold vacuum of space. No one can hear you scream...but they can hear your stories. These aren't tales of glittering utopias or heroic starfleets.

Trapped in a factory that breathes like a living nightmare, Nathan unravels a truth darker than fear itself. The shadows whisper his name, twisting memories of his parents into haunting illusions. You were always meant to return. The walls pulse, the air hums with unseen terror. Something ancient is waiting, watching. But Nathan isn’t here to be consumed—he’s here to end it. As the whispers rise to a deafening crescendo, one question remains: Will he escape, or become part of the horror?

A man awakens in a pitch-black void, deprived of sensation, time, and meaning. Strangely, he does not starve, nor does he thirst—only his mind remains, restless and unrelenting. As the abyss threatens to consume his sanity, he spirals into madness, laughing, screaming, and rambling without end. What begins as a desperate grasp at logic turns into a revelation. Numbers are not mere symbols; they are reflections of a hidden order that has always existed. Mathematics is not an invention—it is a discovery. The laws of the universe were never created, only uncovered.

"Run, little angel." His voice is smooth, edged with danger—soft enough to make her shiver, firm enough to make her obey. Ariel tries to move, to escape, but something unseen holds her in place. She fights against the invisible chains pressing into her skin. But he's already there. Behind her. In front of her. Inside her mind. "You can't leave. Not now. Not ever." His fingers brush over her trembling lips. Heat coils around her wrists—his magic, his control—binding her without a single chain. "Say my name, Ariel. Whisper it. Scream it. Curse it." His breath is hot against her throat. "But you will never forget it." She gasps, his words sinking into her, wrapping around her like a promise she never agreed to. Then, he smiles. "Good girl."

Lydia has spent six years as the highly efficient and impeccably disciplined personal assistant to powerhouse CEO Carmen Steele. But when she realises she wants more from life than colour-coded schedules and 5 AM meetings, she decides to leave everything behind. The problem? Her reputation as a no-nonsense professional means she’s in high demand—and when she’s offered an exclusive opportunity to become the manager of Freya Vesper, the country’s most famous (and notoriously chaotic) football star, she can’t say no. Freya lives for the thrill of the game, the excitement of the crowd, and the freedom of doing whatever she wants, whenever she wants. She’s never had to follow a schedule in her life, and she certainly doesn’t intend to start now. But with a high-stakes championship coming up and her wild lifestyle making headlines, her management insists she needs someone to keep her in check. Lydia and Freya clash instantly—Lydia finds Freya’s carefree attitude infuriating, while Freya thinks Lydia needs to loosen up. But as their worlds collide and sparks fly, the lines between professional and personal start to blur. She was hired to keep Freya under control. She never expected to fall for her.

Hazel found herself in the realm of Arcadia where creatures of fantasy lived. Fascinated by what she saw, she was hopeful for a better life but found herself captured, quickly shattering all her hopes of a better life. Just when she thought her hopes of living were all in vain, she was saved and taken to the castle by the king who claimed her to be his destined mate. Hazel later learned that she had magic within her that she was unknown to. She pledged to find the truth about her origin and learn to put her powers to use. But in her quest to discover and uncover her hidden abilities, evil resurfaced, threatening the new life she had built for herself. When faced with the dark secrets of Arcadia, Hazel must fight for her survival and the survival of the realms. ------- Excerpt: Standing side by side, they watched as the crack on the ground grew wider and the black smoke that oozed from it became thicker. Standing beside it were the dark Elf and a banshee who had broken the five seals that sealed the darkness away and kept it at bay. "What is that?" Hazel asked. She could not believe the sight before her. A realm as beautiful as this harbored such darkness within it! On a closer look, she was able to identify Duran but she could not identify the other person standing beside him. "The Banshee," Arzaan replied. His gaze fixated on the two who had broken the seals he placed on the land. Shifting his gaze momentarily from them, he puts a shield on Hazel and holds onto her waist to prevent her from moving forward already knowing what would happen next. "Why are they...? Her words were left unfinished. Her eyes grew wide at the phenomenon that had materialized before them. "What is that?"

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In the heart of the futuristic city of Singapore in the year 2462, Jagger Ashton and his family were enjoying the holiday festivities, mesmerized by the holographic Christmas decorations and the warm, vibrant atmosphere of Orchard Road. Without warning, the bright rays of the sun dimmed, and the air grew unnaturally cold, a stark contrast to Singapore's usual tropical warmth. Above them, a massive portal appeared, looming ominously in the sky. "What is that?" From the portal, monsters of all kinds—serpents, beasts, goblins, and dragons—began to fall. The streets turned into a chaotic battlefield, the monsters rampaging everywhere. Screams and cries permeated the air, blood splattering across the once pristine road. It was like hell on earth. "MOM! DAD!" Jagger screamed, his voice cracking with anguish and despair. [Congratulations, you are a hunter!] "I will kill them all!" he promised, the words a fierce oath as they left his lips, his soul burning with an inferno of hatred and vengeance.

Superpowers, well, those exist in every being, but they can be rather... weak. So, to get powerful -- I mean truly powerful -- one would have to call on the ones who gave the powers to begin with. And with that ecstasy and strength that follows, there is an ensuing price that must be paid. The price, being rather extreme, forced the superhumans to adapt and create a way to stop these traumatic deaths, thus introducing an academy. But the ones who gave the power, they want to see superhumans in pain and so they try to tempt these superhuman students. They fail often, but with the superhumans they succeed with, it leaves them smiling. And once they have a grip on this superhuman, the process is irreversible, unless… there was someone who reached to the power beyond them.

Isaac Rudiego is the only Alpha in Cove Crest College—powerful, untouchable, and feared by all. He’s had everything and everyone he’s ever wanted, but nothing has ever truly satisfied him. That is, until Aimi Lionesse walks onto campus. An omega. Not just any omega. Rare. Irresistible. Breathtaking. The moment he scents her, it’s over. His instincts scream to *claim, take, keep.* But Aimi? She’s untouchable in a different way—unimpressed, unbothered, and completely unwilling to bend to him. Isaac has never lost before. And Aimi never lets herself be caught. But the more she resists, the deeper he falls. What starts as a game of dominance turns into an obsession—one that might ruin them both.

[Trigger Warning: Mature Content] They say the Silvermoonlight Masquerade changes fates. It did for Lydia Ashford too, but she lost more than she gained. In a world where strength defines worth, she was wolfless, but she refused to be weak. With beauty that shimmered like stardust in the midnight sky and a mind as sharp as a dagger, Lydia was a name spoken with both awe and envy. But admiration was never enough. She forged her own path, honing her combat skills, proving her intelligence, and standing beside Theodore Sinclair, the Alpha’s son, through every challenge. If she could not shift, she would rise in every other way. The Masquerade should have been another step toward securing her future. Yet fate had other plans. One sip of wine. One moment of weakness. One stranger’s touch. And everything she built turned to ash. The man she trusted turned his back on her. The pack that once praised her cast her aside. And the child growing inside her became her only reason to survive. Banished. Forgotten. A name only whispered in shame. Yet, Lydia did not break, she endured. Five years later, she returns—not as the girl they discarded, but as a woman ready to reclaim her life. But fate is not done with her. Because the man who marked her as his? The one who unknowingly fathered her child? He’s standing right in front of her. And this time, he’s not letting her go. ...... The glass hovered near her lips.  "Drink," Nickolas commanded, his voice rough with hunger.  Lydia obeyed, parting her lips as the rich, red liquid flowed onto her tongue. But before she could swallow, his mouth was on hers—hot, demanding, merciless.  The wine spilled between them, sliding over her lips, down her chin. But he didn’t stop. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside, stealing the taste straight from her mouth, devouring every shaky breath she tried to take.  By the time he pulled away, she was trembling.  His fingers tilted the glass. A slow trickle of wine spilled onto her collarbone, rolling between her breasts, gliding down her stomach.  The moment the first drop touched her skin, his mouth followed.  His lips grazed the delicate curve of her neck before he dragged his tongue along the slick trail of wine, chasing every drop as it slipped between her breasts. His teeth scraped her skin, and before she could react, he latched onto her, sucking deep, his tongue flicking and teasing before his mouth sealed around her hardened peak.  Lydia arched beneath him, her hands fisting into the sheets as heat coiled low in her stomach.  "Nickolas," she gasped, her voice breathless, desperate.  He groaned against her skin, his grip tightening on her waist as he sucked harder, the wet heat of his mouth sending pleasure pulsing through her veins. He alternated between sharp, aching nips and long, slow strokes of his tongue, drawing soft moans from her lips. "Messy," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction as he pulled back just enough to watch her squirm beneath him. His fingers traced the path the wine had taken, slow, possessive.  Then his lips brushed lower, over her navel, his breath a sinful caress against her heated skin.  He smirked against her. "I thought your laughter was the most beautiful sound to my ears…" His fingers slid between her thighs, teasing, coaxing, pushing her to the edge without giving her what she needed.  Then, with a slow, deliberate bite against her inner thigh, he whispered, "Until I heard your moans."  A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he kissed her again, his hands gripping her hips, holding her right where he wanted.  "Nickolas," she whimpered.  He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing back up her body, lingering at her throat before he spoke against her ear. "I could get drunk off you."  Lydia swallowed, her body burning, her thoughts unraveling.  But deep down, she already knew—she was the one drowning. 

"A-Anteros, y-you c-can't do this to m-me...." Elion Grimalkin stuttered trying to control his tears that were ready to form a river on his pink cheek's. "Elie, I can do anything I want," Anteros Azurdraycen smirked, evilly. "Don't you d-dare c-come near m-me..." Elion backed away fearing Anteros, his husband who was advancing towards him dangerously with a devilish smile on his lips. "NO! Please let m-me g-go!" Elion screamed. ●・○・●・○・● [Anteros Azurdraycen and Elion Grimalkin were forced to marry each other by their parents who wanted to merge their business to increase the power of their clans. It was a forced arranged marriage between the most powerful Ice dragon clan of "Dragons" and the most popular Maine Coon clan of "Cats"... With no love involved but Elion Grimalkin started developing feelings for the cold-hearted Anteros Azurdraycen. Would Elion be able to melt the frosted ice-cold Anteros's heart? What did Anteros do to Elion for him to scream like that? What happened between them for Anteros to behave like a devil with Elion?] •---------• Author: Hottest Villainess. Published on: 27-07-2024. Status: Ongoing. Genre: Anthropomorphic fantasy, shapeshifters, Mystical world, paranormal, Angst, Melodrama, Romance.

She was drugged... Can't see who is beside her... But she saw her sister's face clearly .. But can't find the reason for her pain.. ... The next Day she woke with a headache to a scream.. She never thought a day would come when all her wishes and dreams will go into the drain..

Many people wish to escape this boring life, or rather, everyone does. I was no different we also one of them. But back then, I hadn’t been summoned to another world. It didn’t take long for us to realize that this place was a true hell. We are going to used by them. Covered in blood, Avinash screamed, “One day, I’ll have them all beneath my feet!” Hero? What a joke.If by chance I survived.I show what is real hell. Suddenly window appears update complete loading...

"Shuuuu", " You only talk when I ask you to, and scream... when I make you to.... get it? " Min-soo smiled devishly as he kept a cold gaze on her Ji-Hyun,a young woman finds herself forced into a marriage with a man she has never met,so that she will help build the partnership with the Lin's family. As she steps into her new life faced with harsh reality of her situation .Her husband,Min Soo, seems to be hiding secrets beyond his polished facade. As the nights wear off, Ji-Hyun must navigate the treacherous waters of her new marriage, confronting the darkness of her own past, and the mysteries of her husband's true intention.Will she find a way to escape and glide cage of her marriage? or will she learn to love him? "BOND OF DUTY" is a gripping tale of love, loyalty and deception, exploring the complexities of arranged marriage and the secret that lie within the surface of wealth and privilege.

"Do females fly??" "What?!!! I've never seen one." Parrick said with a frown. "Then why...." he said nonchalantly pointing to the sky where a female was descending at a super sonic speed with a loud scream on the top of her lungs. Parrick gaped at the sky in disbelief. The female clearly had no wings...so how come she was up there! Also...there were no flying beastmen settlements from where the female came from!!! "Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" the female screamed falling from such a high altitude and her scream died down the next minute. "My Lord ...we didn't save her!!!!!" Parrick gaped in utter shock and disbelief. "Her scream surely attracted a number of other males. They'll go rescue her...and you too can go if you badly want to." "Huh!!!!!" Parrick was dumbfounded. "Look!" he said and indeed a group of flying beastmen and other land beastmen were sprinting to the direction the female had fall in. Sydney is swept away by a tornado and is thrown into a different space. She's confused as to why she came to this weird world but she accepts her fate. The people here are half human half beasts and despite being an independent woman back on earth, here she needs a male to survive but not just one.... multiple males. -One male is younger than her -The other is literally a walking legend -Another is venomous, even from mere skin contact. -The other is a hard specimen to understand -Her last male is a walking disaster! Cover design doesn't belong to me. Credit to original owners. Hello guys! It's your beloved author. This is a link to those interested in joining the WhatsApp chat group for litto-ways ♥️. I hope to find you there, in my little world. https://chat.whatsapp.com/GhoWIDjjK4E6ezWDwJ870k

Jung Ha-rin, the infamously timid 29 year-old vocalist of the K-Pop group Cheerleader, wanted to die. Her life as an idol was nothing short of miserable. Her time in the K-Pop industry nothing short of killed her. The only way out of this hell was to end it. But when she finally goes through and ends her life, she finds herself in the body of a school boy?! A school boy with the dreams of being an idol at that! “Is this the Hevean I prayed to?!” She screamed.

It was supposed to be another normal dnd session but in the next moment I felt my whole body pulled into the desktop and into the fantasy world. But not in the city my character was in but an uknown city geared with basic equipment and lost without nowhere to go, A wolf!? I crossed my arm to guard [rolling hit with advantage..{1,1} Fail the wolf missed his bite and stumbled on its feet, feeling threatened by your existence and immaculate way of you dodging it ran away in fear] Reading the floating bar I screamed internally "You have gotten to be kidding me!"

they're coming for me! to get it out on me ! should I bite my tongue to death or spank my head and burst it open ,so they can only see the bleeding flesh inside it? no!! that'd be of no use ,that won't stop them . all they want is a flush to inflict suffering on, dead or alive ,it doesn't matter to them ! it's of no use, even if my body is dead and slowly decaying it'd still be warm before it will get cold even if it has no longer a soul , it'd still hurt torture me all you want , throw me into burning pit ,break my head open and put flames in it let my brain burn to blisters and to ashes I'll scream for you even after my vocal chords are twisted do what you want , whatever it is ! , but I ask of you for just that one thing if you have what it takes to do that in your fleeting mercy!!. that four walled store room was eery as it can get ,that person heard a whimperering downstairs the basement , and unlike the one in the store room who resisted none ,the one from the basement cried for mercy and screamed for salvation it was stupid of them to do it so . they can't escape this ,no one can hear them from outside it was in their destiny to rot in there or atleast rot their rationality and minds before they will get out from that castle !!

On her birthday, Lydia’s body was overtaken by a spirit, and her soul was transported to another world. Awakening as the wife of Qhah-el, the fifth imperial prince, she found herself embroiled in a battle for the throne. While Qhah-el defends the borders, Lydia was supposed to improve the neglected province entrusted to them. However, the previous owner of the body neglected her job, leaving Lydia despised by the people, and a stranger to her husband. Armed with knowledge that could better the province, and blessed with a crappy system dependent on her husband’s affection, will Lydia choose to stay and turn the tides in her favor? Or will she execute her grand escape plan and forge a new path for herself?

What happens after the end? When death isn’t release, but a door—one that opens to something far worse? Welcome to The Labyrinth, where every path leads to suffering and every death drags you back to the start. It doesn’t want to kill you. It wants to grind you down, again and again, until even your soul forgets how to scream. How many times can you break before there’s nothing left? But what if, instead of breaking, you laugh? What if, stripped of fear, stripped of humanity, you become something...else? In the end, perhaps the only true defiance is to keep walking—no matter how many times the Labyrinth pulls you back. ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ A.N - Expect heavy philosophy and existentialism. Also expect a really villainous MC, inspired from Fang Yuan. The setting is similar to Maze Runner, only dialed up to 11 and with much, much more violence and death.

In a world of advanced technology, and enhanced genetics, Lincoln city lies at the centre of it all. In this city, three ladies, Lydia, Catherine, and Cassie, the finest creations of Murfield Corp., genetically engineered assassins designed to execute high-stakes missions for the enigmatic Mr. Reynolds. However, when they stumble upon dark secrets about their past, their true purpose, and the sinister forces driving Murfield Corp., the trio must confront the harsh reality of their existence. As the truth spills out, Mr. Reynolds' grip on power begins to slip, and the assassins must decide where their loyalties lie.