Think Creatively About Plaything That Has A Flash

Time is your lifeline. Lose it, and you die. Steal it, and you survive—maybe. After dying under mysterious circumstances, William Chandler, a master thief with a dark past, awakens in Purgatory, a twisted afterlife where survival is decided by a deadly System Guide. Here, time is the only currency. Every second you lose brings you closer to permanent erasure. And the rules? They're always changing. The only constant? Trust no one. Except William’s Guide is glitched. His abilities don’t make sense. His time doesn’t drain properly. And sometimes… it fights back. Even kills for him. But a glitch in the system doesn’t make him safe. It makes him a target. Thrown into deadly games like “Snakes and Ladders”, chased by man-eating plants, and hunted by people desperate to live another hour, William must navigate a world of lies, loopholes, and looming extinction — with only a broken system to rely on. And if he ever wants to uncover why he was really sent here, he’ll have to outwit the Game Master, the other players, and the system itself. --- Warning: This story contains psychological tension, survival horror elements, morally grey characters, and emotional moments that may ruin your night’s sleep.

“Go away from me. Let me be, you monster!” Eira screamed, her voice echoing from behind the room she had closed herself on. Determined more than ever not to see him. She heaved, her chest rising and falling to the pain.”You took everything from me, Draven. You took everything from me!” “Then take it back, Eira.” Draven called out possessively, “Hate me, fight me, do everything Eira, but don’t dare leave me. I won’t let you do that.” … Eira Katz’s world is ripped apart when she is abducted by Draven, a man blinded by grief and vengeance. Accused of murdering the only woman he ever loved—a woman carrying his child—Eira becomes the target of his rage. Held captive, she endures relentless torment, all for a crime she did not Commit. But when the truth is revealed, the damage is already done. Draven has destroyed her life, killed the man she loved, and left her with nothing. As Eira grapples with the aftermath, she learns she is carrying his child, a bond neither of them can escape.i Trapped in a cycle of vengeance, guilt, and reluctant dependency, Eira must decide whether to escape her captor or confront the broken man who refuses to let her go. But in a world where pain and passion collide, the line between love and hatred blurs. Will Eira find freedom, or will she be forever bound to the man who took everything called life away from her?

Forced into a marriage she never chose, nineteen-year-old Lorraina becomes the pawn in a dangerous game of vengeance. On the day she turns twenty,what should have been a milestone of hope,she is wedded to a man she knows nothing about. She had no idea that her husband didn’t marry her for love... he married her to make her pay for her father’s sins. Treated like a servant her entire life, Lorraina’s world turns darker when she becomes nothing more than a plaything in her husband's ruthless game of vengeance.She's trapped in a loveless, cruel union, and she begins to lose hope. But deep inside her broken spirit, a question refuses to fade: Can fate intervene? Can a miracle save her before she’s completely destroyed?

This book is just a test. I'm not an author I'm a reader I just wanted to write this book as a way to deal with depression. Stories may be non linear or even just not connected in general. Enjoy!

This novel is about a boy's adventures and tragedies in life, which may be common among not many around us. This story covers most of the categories in its pages but may not contain some common ones. It may also contain non-fiction parts amongst its words. This novel is written to express such stories among the commoners. Just an ordinary but fascinating story full of life. It may not bring enthusiasm to many readers, but to those who do read, it can change their perspective on life, and such people will surely enjoy reading it.

Chris has just stepped into adulthood, but the fantasies in his head are far from innocent. Surrounded by seductive women, tight gym clothes, and the sweet scent of forbidden temptation, he's discovering that age is just a number—especially when it comes to the delicious Mrs. Jensen. She's his mom's friend. Gorgeous, curvy, and way out of his league—or so he thought. One accidental touch, one long stare, one too-close hug... and suddenly, Chris finds himself on a path where lust burns hotter than the summer sun, and the line between fantasy and reality begins to blur.

Seven years ago, Luna Mendez died in a fire. At least… that’s what the world was told. But the truth? She survived. And now, under a new name, she’s back. As Selene Cruz, she walks into the lives of the very people who left her to burn—calm, beautiful, unreadable. They don’t recognize her. But their hands are still stained with her ashes. She’s not here for forgiveness. She’s here to unbury the lies, shatter their peace, and make them bleed the way she did. But when she comes face to face with Ezra Villanueva—the man who once held her heart and then walked away as her world burned—her vengeance wavers. Because her body remembers him. And worse… his soul remembers her. “You buried Luna. You should’ve made sure she stayed dead.” Some girls come back for closure. She came back for war. Because her name is no longer Luna. Her revenge has a name.

As the witch of the village, Sera wanted nothing more but to leave the town. She got her opportunity when it was time for the bride's choosing. Though she wasn't chosen, she exchanged with the bride, willing to sell herself to the devil. To her, it was better than the life she had in the village. What she never expected was meeting a man far from the stories she heard. She was left to wonder who the devil was among them. Could it be a trick from the devil's son, or was she misinformed? Mind you, it could be a trick. When the clock strikes 12, the devil comes out to play.

“One day, out of nowhere, I could think again.” At age 20, Dante was just another casualty of the zombie apocalypse—a college dropout with more regrets than chances, gunned down in the early chaos. Reanimated by the mysterious virus that wiped out civilization, Dante spent months shambling across a ruined world, driven only by the primal hunger for flesh. But then, something changed. Memories began to flicker. Thoughts returned. Consciousness reawakened inside a decaying body. Now, a thinking corpse in a world that sees him as nothing more than a monster, Dante fights to control his rotting limbs and fractured mind as he searches for answers—about the virus, about what he’s become, and whether any part of his humanity can still be salvaged. But survivors are hunting the undead, and the line between man and monster is razor-thin. As Dante navigates burned-out cities, rogue militias, and the scattered remnants of society, he must stay one step ahead of those who would kill him on sight—and find out why he’s different… before his body gives out for good.

This is a creative hurl. Where I try to arrange my thoughts.

Don’t think. Don’t blink. Don’t ask why... or you might be next. Every year, a few students go missing at Vermis Academy. No bodies. No suspects. Just silence... Liam Carter thought he was just here to study. But the moment he stepped through the rusty gates, things began to unravel. A cryptic dorm number: 666. A classmate who curses in Japanese. And a monster no one can see—unless it's already too late. Beneath the classrooms and dusty bookshelves, an ancient game is unfolding. A game of survival, madness... and blood. Because at Vermis Academy, you're not just a student. You’re a piece on the board. And the rules? Don’t think. Don’t blink. Just pray you’re not the final player.

Why is their cum spilled all over the bedsheets? I try to run away but Quincy stands and grab my arm, slamming the door. He pins me between his arms and I look into his ruthless eyes. His tall figure looms over me and I feel just like an ant in his presence. I can feel his member pike me on my abdomen and before I can look down at his rod, he grabs my chin. "You want to run away after setting your eyes on my dick?" He whispers in my ear, his voice raspy. "It is not some billboard and when you look, you have a taste or get punished that you'd wish you were never born!" *** What happens when your worst nightmare and top bully is your roommate and you have to pleasure him to avoid trouble? Vince is stuck with Quincy and the only way out is to suck and make Quincy fuck him. What will he do? Accept and be free from bully or decline and face wrath!

WARNING!! IT CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND THEMES OF BDSM AS WELL AS PARENTAL ABUSE. Kennedy Lowe is the golden daughter of Hollywood royalty — flawless, untouchable, and used to being adored. But when a scandal forces her to flee Los Angeles, she is sent across the ocean to live at Greystone Hollow, the Cotswold estate owned by her British stepfather, Julian Thorne Pembroke— a man twice her age, old money aristocrat, and dangerously magnetic. On the surface, Greystone is the perfect sanctuary — elegant, serene, and steeped in aristocratic tradition. But beneath its fresh air and posh luxuries lies a house of rules, secrets, and quiet hungers. What begins as fascination turns into obsession, and soon Kennedy and Julian find themselves entangled in a forbidden affair — one that threatens reputations, legacies, and the fragile alliance holding their fractured family together. All while Kennedy navigates elite British society, infiltrates London’s cruel upper circles, and discovers that not all secrets remain hidden–especially ones that would shake the British royalty and threaten connections and positions. As her mother returns to reclaim both her daughter and her spot as Julian’s wife, and old money rivals close in threatening to break down everything that had been built, Julian must choose: protect her innocence, or burn it all down to taste freedom — and the man she was never meant to have. Soon, she learns men don’t always have good intentions and she may have been grasping at straws to be with Julian. *** “I thought you loved me. I gave up everything to be with you!” I screamed at him as tears ran down my face. My nose and ears were red and for the first time, I didn’t care about my appearance. “Sure you’re a cute little toy to play with, but you couldn’t possibly think I had feelings for you. It’s not my fault you threw away everything for a fling with the man married to your mother.” He replied casually with a shrug. The British accent I had grown to love so much didn’t sound as enigmatic. His words were like little knives digging into my heart. “I wish I never met you!” I screamed at him. He closed the gap between us and stroked my cheek delicately while he wiped my tears with his thumb. “That’s not true,” he said, his words dripping like honey, “You know why? Because no one can fuck you as good as I can.” He pulled away to kiss me. You know what the worst part was? I kissed him back with equal passion and we fell back to our old patterns.

After being humiliated and dumped by her scumbag ex-boyfriend, Jessie impulsively kissed a passing "repairman" out of spite—only to be forced into marriage on the spot by his grandfather! In a flash marriage, she thought she was tying the knot with an ordinary, broke guy, utterly unaware that the man by her side was actually the heir to a billion-dollar empire. Worried that she might have ulterior motives once she discovered his identity, Kevin kept his distance after they moved in together. Little did he know that Jessie only wanted to focus on her career and soar to new heights. But when his hidden identity was finally revealed, his eyes burned with passion: "Mrs. Harper, don’t even think about divorcing me!"

A quick word, dear reader… I’ve decided to take the reins of my stories — all of them. That means creative freedom, full control, and a space where my words can breathe without restriction.

Every night, Cassian Voss dreams of the end of the world—and every morning, he wakes up with the weight of something he can't quite remember. As reality begins to fracture around him, Cass is drawn deeper into a haunting cycle of dreams, symbols, and forgotten truths. In a world where sleep may be more dangerous than waking, Cass must uncover what lies beyond the veil of memory… before the dream devours everything.

Mike the psycho mc is going to another world with his two cats. In a next world, he could do what ever he wants.

“It's What You Think” is a satirical current affairs show where Singapore's suavest civil servant, Mr. Lim Boon Seng, explains global chaos with bureaucratic charm and dry wit. From geopolitics to cryptocurrency, every episode skewers international affairs through Singaporean eyes—measured, pragmatic, and always politely amused. Truth, after all, is perspective.

In a fleeting moment, the world as we knew it collapsed. A mysterious system veiled the sky, granting people classes and powers… and opened the gates to hell. But **Ayan Kayler** was an exception. His system was broken. No class, no skills, no chance… or so everyone thought. As humans fell one after another, Ayan began uncovering another side of this system—a side no one else could see. Every step he took to survive brought him closer to a greater truth… About the system, the catastrophe, and the fate of humanity.

...... Luna Sterling wants justice for her brother's death, and she's willing to destroy the powerful Roth family to get it. Her plan was simple - Get Close, Get evidence, Get justice. But when a twist of fate brings her face to face with Lucien Roth- the arrogant, dangerously handsome heir—her plan takes a complicated turn. Falling for the enemy was never part of the mission, neither was discovering that the biggest betrayal might not have come from the Roths at all. Now caught between love and revenge, Luna must decide what she's willing to risk... and who she's ready to become.

The world thinks Laga is just a small fry, or maybe a skilled man working under “Sanda” the CEO. But behind the scenes: He trained the most powerful figures alive. Each disciple spreads his ideals, power, and influence globally. Each one holds a global corporation, yet they all tremble at the voice of the same humble man they call “Master.”

She is just a normal girl, working in a cheese cake café, talented, hard working, and had a big dream of becoming an artist, yet something is keeping her from doing so. That's why her gifted group of friends helped her pursue her dream. They helped her get in this amazing and well known Academy, where it was not only Fancy and Luxurious facility, only the rich and skillful can get in. Can they help her with her problem, while dealing with their own? or just dropped out as well?

Stephanie never meant to stay long. She only wanted to honor her mother’s dying wish work for the Smiths, just like she did. But the mansion is a trap. And the three heirs? Monsters in tailored suits. Jason was the sweet one or so she thought. One glass of water, a gentle smile, and she started feeling dizzy, hot, weak. Before she could speak, he was already guiding her into Hardin’s room. “You’ll like this,” Jason whispered, brushing her hair back like a lover. Hardin was waiting. Cold eyes. Hands that didn’t ask. She couldn’t move. Couldn’t fight. Jason held her down by the waist while Hardin’s lips grazed her chest through her uniform, his fingers exploring without shame. Her breath hitched, body trembling between fear and confusion. “You look even prettier like this,” Hardin smirked, sliding her skirt up slowly. “Helpless. Soft. Made for us.” she tried to resist but it came out as a weak moan,She moaned weakly drugged, burning, dizzy while Jason’s hands roamed under her blouse, tracing every inch. But the door slammed open. Damien. Fury in his eyes. Veins pulsing. One look at Stephanie’s flushed body pinned between his brothers and he snapped. Jason stepped forward. “She’s fine” The punch came hard and fast, Jason’s body hitting the wall with a loud thud. Damien didn’t stop. He ripped Stephanie away from Hardin’s bed, dragging her into his arms like she was his and only his. “You let them touch you?” he growled, slamming the door behind them. Before she could speak, his mouth crashed on hers. The kiss was wild, deep, punishing. His tongue owned her, hands gripping her thighs as he lifted her off the ground. She clung to him, breathless, heart pounding. “You’re mine, Stephanie,” he hissed, biting her lower lip. “Only mine. And I’ll remind you every damn time they try to take what belongs to me.” Her world spun again but this time, it wasn’t from the drug. It was from him. And in that moment, Stephanie realized… she might never be able to escape