Coraline Secret Door

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".

On the way back from school, Kael felt a chill in the air, an unease he couldn’t explain. The skies were a dusky gray, and there was a pain on his chest which he didn't know what had caused it and where it was coming from. As he approached his apartment the pain grew stronger. When he reached home something happened to him. The pain became too much for him and he passed out due to the pain when he woke up he was greeted by something he had never heard of in his life. He had acquired a system. Join Keal on his way to become the strongest in the world and how he manages to do that. And it won't be an easy road as his path is filled with challenges, betrayal, dishonest and full of surprises.

Elia wakes up every night in a silent town where time seems frozen. No people, no sounds just the same house across the street and a scream that breaks the quiet at exactly 3:33 a.m That scream belongs to her past a memory she’s tried to bury but can’t escape. Now, for the first time in years, the door to that house is open To move forward, Elia must face the darkness she’s spent a lifetime running from. But some doors, once opened, don’t close easily

Somewhere deep in the forest of Westward, a shadow lingers. Some say it’s only a myth. A creature made of shadows. A beast… or a demon. Born without a heart. A shadow that manipulates humans. On one cold and lonely night, two creatures appeared. Nemorak and Malvier. They made a bet—a human game. One must make a girl fall in love. The other must kill five people… without getting caught. The prize? The whole town. A girl named Lillian the daughter of a former mayor, who died on a ship, along with his wife. Caught in a game between those two creatures, her kindness twisted the rules. Her kindness made Malvier, also known as Robert, grow a heart… and fall in love. Until the game… was no longer played out of hunger but out of love.

A child discovers a hidden door that leads him to...

"The door spoke. It whispered my name, and the world changed." Kael Evenhart, a quiet orphan in the city of Liraeth, discovers a sealed door deep in the ruins of an abandoned temple. The door is alive. It remembers gods long dead, wars long buried, and secrets Kael should never know. When the door speaks to him, it brands Kael with a mark no one can read but everyone fears. With shadows chasing him, hidden societies watching his every move, and powers awakening inside him, Kael must choose: run, or step through the door and never come back. One boy. One door. Infinite worlds. The ancient powers are stirring, and Kael holds the key—whether he wants it or not.

Asiya never expected her quiet life to collide with global fame. But when she travels to Korea and Kian - a foreign idol- ends up at her door, everything shifts. What begins as a tense encounter slowly unfolds into a delicate connection between two people from different worlds, cultures, and lives. Amid secrets, watchful cousins, and the glare of fame, a silent bond begins to form - fragile, hidden, yet impossible to ignore. A tender story about distance, identity, and a love that grows where no one was looking.

I just.... ended with a husband and two kids......

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.

Jean wakes up in a vast, endless field surrounded by strangers—none of them know how they got there, and no matter where they go, they always end up back at the black door in the center. The door leads to a series of deadly trials, each one more twisted than the last. With every challenge he overcomes, Jean grows stronger—but the power he gains begins to strip away his emotions, memories, and humanity. Trapped in a world where survival demands sacrifice, Jean must decide how much of himself he's willing to lose to escape. Jean's cursed to evolve like a monster but loses his humanity with each fight.

When Ray moves into Unit 403 of the decaying Block D, the rent is suspiciously cheap — and there’s only one rule: Never go near the red door at the end of the hallway. At exactly 3:00 a.m., he hears knocking. Then whispers. Then shadows under his door. The red door has no keyhole. No handle. Yet it’s calling to him. What happened to the last tenant? And what lies beyond that blood-red barrier?

A Tall Tale I wrote for an English assignment in third grade (I think?). Not my best work but I still like the concept; so I have now very lightly edited it to be, at minimum, readable.

this is a rewrite of a fanfic story with the same title, the fanfic story is on wattpad in Indonesian. Li Jun, the cute and sweet boy in everyone's eyes, but not for Mi-Sun. He always spotted Jun's depraved side and this time he was going to make fun of the life of his cousin Hanael. Mi-Sun who felt indebted to Jihoon wanted to save him.

Menceritakan perjalanan Viona untuk menggapai cinta nya dari ia berumur 13 pada laki-laki yang ia cintai.

Claire Lian Yuxi grew up in France, raised by a Chinese couple who adopted her when she was just a baby. She never questioned where she came from not when her home was filled with love, and her world made sense. But everything changes when her adoptive father falls seriously ill. The only hope is a liver transplant and the best chance of a match lies with a blood relative from his side of the family. There’s just one problem: they’ve lost touch with everyone back in China. With little more than a name and a city, Claire is sent across the world to find someone who might not even exist. But the journey quickly spirals — her bag is stolen, she’s stranded in a place she doesn’t know, and help seems far away. Until she meets Li Zeyan. He’s quiet, serious, and almost too composed not the kind of guy who picks up strangers off the street. But something about Claire softens him, and he offers her a place to stay, just until she gets back on her feet. What neither of them knows is that their lives are already tangled in a way that goes deeper than either of them can see.

Melody Brooke wakes up with no memory of who she is. They tell her she has everything, wealth, power, a perfect life. But if that’s true, why do the whispers haunt her? Why does the stranger with familiar eyes make her heart race? Charles Sinclair claims she loved him once. That she’s trapped in a web of lies. But the truth is dangerous, and some memories were stolen for a reason. Can she uncover the past before the lies consume her?

Angelina Johnson has always known the value of hard work. Raised in a modest home by a father who poured everything into keeping his small business alive, she learned early on to stand on her own. But while he hoped she’d take over someday, Angelina had dreams that reached beyond their quiet life. Landing a job at Aurum Scents felt like a step in the right direction. The role wasn’t glamorous, but it came with stability, promise—and Carter Hayes. Her boss. Polished, kind, and effortlessly magnetic, he was everything she admired from afar. It started as a harmless crush, something she shared only with her best friend. A small secret that kept her heart occupied and her focus sharp. But life has a strange way of testing what you think you know. When Daniel Viggo enters her world, everything shifts. He’s nothing like Carter. In fact, he’s nothing like anyone she’s ever met. Cold, unreadable, and intimidating in every possible way, Daniel is the kind of man people talk about in hushed tones. He’s powerful, unapproachable—and for some reason, impossibly drawn to her. Wherever she turns, he’s there. Watching. Pushing. Unsettling everything she thought she had under control. As tensions rise and lines blur, Angelina finds herself caught between two forces she can’t escape. One feels like safety. The other feels like chaos. But the deeper she’s pulled in, the harder it becomes to tell the difference. Some choices are easy. Others change everything. And sometimes, the person you should stay away from is the one you can’t stop thinking about.

I married my enemy’s brother… and he became my worst obsession. Noelle Rhys was forced into a marriage she didn’t want—to a cold billionaire with a deadly reputation. Killian Rhys didn’t care for love. He only wanted one thing: revenge. But when secrets unravel, and her past resurfaces in the form of a child she never told anyone about… He’ll become the devil that destroys the world for her. > He doesn’t love. He owns. And I’ve never wanted to be owned so badly.

For 200 years, Ray has lived in a quiet village, sweeping porches, sipping noodles, and staying out of trouble. But beneath the mask of a peaceful neighbor lies something unimaginable: an immortal being of godlike power—one who once fought in divine wars and vanished from history. When nobles arrive searching for relics of a forgotten era, they don’t realize the artifact they’re hunting is walking among them. As the Grand Academy stirs, ancient disciples reawaken, and gods convene for the first time in centuries, the world inches closer to war—and Ray’s peaceful life is at risk. Ray made a vow long ago: He wouldn’t interfere unless his home was disturbed. But now, the world is knocking on his front door. And the god next door… might finally answer.

They look like mirrors. But they’re not. Elise saw something watching her from behind the glass. Now it won’t stop. And the more she looks… …the closer it gets.

When shy and curious high schooler Ava Kim stays late after class, the last thing she expects to see is a boy stepping out of her locker—only to disappear without a trace. As whispers of ghost sightings and long-buried secrets swirl through the school, Ava becomes entangled in a mystery that began long before she ever walked the halls of Cresthills High. Drawn to the silent, elusive figure haunting her steps, Ava must decide whether to run from the truth—or unlock the door to a past that refuses to stay hidden. But the closer she gets to uncovering his identity, the more she realizes: Some doors were never meant to be opened. The Boy Behind the Locker Door is a heart-pounding, slow-burn YA romance wrapped in suspense, secrets, and the kind of chills only first love—and first fear—can bring.

"She is my secret my beautiful little secret"

********** "I dare you..... Say you don't love me" Blake says with his hands still Pinning Michelle to the bed. His voice sounding so dark and cloudy. "I don't like ....." before she could finish, his head had gone down to her treasure, behind her legs making her wince in pleasure. It was a sweet torture, she raised up her head to the heavens wanting more. Blake lifts his head up and stares at her, she looked so miserable and wanted more. "go on? Say you love me...... Say you want me" Blake whispered close to her ear. "We shouldn't be doing this" "Mmmm, uhhhh" she moaned again *********** Blake and Jasmine's Relationship starts getting serious and intimate untill MICHELLE moves in and things get complicated.