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A man in his thirties was standing in front of she-devil's grave, under everyone's watchful eyes, he dropped the flower to her coffin, his tone was full of ridicule. "Congrats on your death." Next year he came, "I won. You lost to me and I will live well. Just rot in there." Next year he came again, "I have a pretty girlfriend and I will marry next year. My life is good. Nothing to worry about." Next year he came once more, "I will stop visiting and forget you! My life is better without you! See, I live well!" But he came again the next year and the years after that. People said he was hunted by his so-called arch-enemy. That even after death, the devil did not even let him go. He stood in front of her grave. His once handsome face had turned old and wrinkly. "Bei Sangyun, I cursed you. You are not allowed to rest in peace. You must be suffering there like me, right? You devil..." He might be the last one standing. But his life was the same as the dead's- lifeless and empty. He did not live well, he never once marry and his heart was never at peace. And it was all the fault of one person. ***** Bei Sangyun was a big bully in high school. The target of her bullying was the skinny boy in her grade, Fei Chuan. They were classmates once in kindergarten and met again in high school. But one day, just a year left before graduation, the big bully suddenly changed. One day, Fei Chuan hesitantly opened his locker. The other night, the big bully said that she left something in his locker. He did not really want to open it. He was afraid a poisonous snake would come out of his locker. However, his report card was there. With gritted teeth, the young boy opened it. However, what appeared was not a hideous thing as he expected, but a bright pink letter with a little heart sticker as a seal. It turned out, the surprise was scarier than a snake. Was this a new form of torture? Since then, Bei Sangyun relentlessly chased the young Fei Chuan until the two got married. ****** This is a story of rebirth. The two arch-enemies who could not live under the same sky had become sweet lovers.

"we've all heard of love that comes once in a lifetime, he was sure she was the one for him. Even if it took him a thousand years to find her. once upon a world where differences matters, life isn't like a fairytale where the beauty goes with the beast. But when one beauty defy all odds and prove it wrong, when this beauty chose a 4 thousand years old demon over all things. he didn't evolve into a handsome prince. He was a beast from the start and still is. The beast is finally happy, his stone iced heart finally melting. But not for long, in a swift moment. His beauty is taken away from him, and he is alone yet again. Living like he used to, believing she will be back one day. and he would finally have his happy end, living his sick life. Sitting by the fireplace at his little corner with a book in his hands, looking out the window each moment...awaiting the arrival of his beloved." "on one fateful afternoon, his doors opened. His eyes lit up, someone walks in. This person? Who is this person" - Daisy, an ordinary human. finds herself caught up in a web where she lands a job as a babysitter in Lysander's home to babysit his son, turns out she was reincarnated as his lost bride and the mother of the child she has to babysit. But she has no memory of it, she didn't have the power his lost bride possessed. There was a chance that she could be just a lookalike, but he was willing to bet. Just one month, to make her remember her past lives. And if she turns out to be just a lookalike, he would wipe her memories and she would forget she ever came into his life. This book has a sequel titled BEAUTY AND THE BEAST You don't have to read the first one, it's not published yet. And they're both different books.

Hello, everyone. If you're reading this, you may have read my other stories. I'm starting this one as a bit of a "getting back into it" story. (The synopsis will be further down) Both stories I've written will continue in the near future. (I have to re-read them because I've experienced a massive bout of memory loss.) Apologies for those of you waiting, but I had unavoidable circumstances that impeded my writing experiences. The cover isn't mine but it's been lightly photoshopped. If you want it taken down, tell me. (Signed by Author on April 25th, 2023) Anyways, time for the synopsis: Lia was a simple girl in her previous life. Well not really, considering she was the hit woman for the largest mafia organization that operated within the United States. Over the years, her exceedingly high kill count, and overall success rate was something to be afraid of. Her personality was something akin to pure confidence, bordering on arrogance. She dealt with people the same way she did her enemies. By ruining their lives in the most horrific ways. IE: Setting them up for FBI investigations, having their houses repossessed by the government, or even having them framed for a serious crime. Lia was someone that no one wanted to ever cross. If you did cross her, you might as well have signed your own death certificate! That was until she was smacked in the head by a falling piano. While following through on a hit, no less! I mean, come on! A piano?! that's unfathomably crazy. Well, despite getting hit by a literal piano, she still managed to finish the job. But the very next day, she choked on a sandwich and nearly died! Her luck seemed to have literally bottomed out. This "streak of bad luck" had continued in her life for years! Literal years! She had come so close to dying so many times that she was genuinely confused as to how this could happen to someone! From falling down a flight of stairs to nearly breaking her neck during a cartwheel (despite having so much experience that she could do them with her eyes closed.) Lia had experienced so many near-death experiences that she had become entirely immune to the weird circumstances happening around her. Eventually, the bad luck did catch her. She was minding her own business, walking through the streets of Seattle when a coin rolled across the ground and tripped someone else, who dropped an umbrella, which she tripped over. Her fall had her land directly into the flow of moving traffic. She was then hit by a small square-body pickup truck. It had a small sticker of a smug smiling face attached to its front bumper. Lia had died because of what was essentially a coin. A coin had actually managed to kill a human being. Not just any human, but one of the most feared people within the US. Warnings for all readers: -This novel will (at some point) contain lesbian sex scenes. -System tag doesn't mean in the most literal way. (you'll find out more if you read it.) -This may become a Yuri harem novel (haven't decided.) -Will contain very strong LGBTQ+ themes

Liang Weining rose to become a 'favorite' of Mr. Chen, the capital magnate of the Hong Kong Region, in just six months. The outside world said she climbed up by her beauty. No matter how good a vase might look, it can't escape being discarded once the owner grows tired of it. As such, everyone watched and waited. After three long years, they finally received news of Liang Weining's dismissal. While the entire upper circle thought Liang Weining had become history, nobody knew that on the eve of New Year's Eve, an entertainment reporter captured a romantic moment. In a black business car parked underneath the Zhonggang headquarters building, the backseat window was half-lowered, and Mr. Chen, who was always dignified and composed, unexpectedly lost control. In the mottled shadows, he grabbed the chin of a young girl and kissed her fiercely. The photos were exposed that same night, and a heavy snow fell over the Eastern Suburbs of Beijing. Inside the Mid-hill Villa, the fireplace blazed warmly. The man took the girl's soft, boneless hand from behind and guided her to write on the Xuan paper: Chen Jingyuan. "When will we go public?" he asked in a low voice. As soon as he'd finished speaking, the mobile phone screen lit up. The exclusive breaking news headline from the Hong Kong media flashed before their eyes again, and Liang Weining fretted over the news title, "Let's wait a bit longer." Chen Jingyuan's voice was slightly deep, "What are you worried about?" "My dad's blood pressure has been unstable lately." Years later, Mr. Chen gave an interview to the media, addressing personal issues. Reporter: "For you, what was the biggest obstacle in pursuing Mrs. Chen back then?" Mr. Chen paused for a few seconds, then smiled lightly, "My father-in-law's blood pressure." - High-ranking man X female secretary | 90% sweet | 8 years older.

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The sun has ceased to illuminate the Earth and the world has been plunged into icy darkness for twenty years. Attempts by scientists to unravel the causes of this climate anomaly have led nowhere. However, Sam, an ordinary guy who is constantly laughed at by those around him, does not give up. He still remembers the hot air, the warmth of the sun's rays on his skin, the blinding glow of the yellow disk. Perhaps this was partly due to his obsession with finding answers. Together with his friend Sarah, his secret love, he goes to an abandoned palace on top of a hill. People tell terrible stories about this palace - as if not a single person who went there returned back. But Sam and Sarah fearlessly enter the mysterious mansion, because here the device shows an unprecedentedly high level of solar radiation. In the empty hall the fireplace burns brightly, as if visitors are happily awaited here. But while the guests are exploring the second floor, a winged wolf carefully emerges from the fireplace and follows in their footsteps. It's good that Sarah took an ice ax with her...

When the dimensions broke and the world was mutated, the game became a reality. The abyss descended, the fierce beasts were rampant, and humans gained the ability to change classes. Combat classes: killing monsters and leveling up, pursuing the path of supremacy. Life classes: working as logistics at the back of the battlefield. Lin Xiu transmigrated and awakened the life class [Forger]. He thought he would spend an ordinary life by the fireplace, drumming and hammering. However, the system awakened. Lin Xiu found that the legendary weapons he forged would automatically be upgraded to full level. "Iron Sword"-"Sword of Oath of Victory" "Wooden Shield"-"Legion Holy Shield" "Broken Spear"-"Lance of Longinus" "Bronze Bow"-"Bow of the Sun" The top experts bowed down, and the battlefield of ten thousand tribes submitted, just to get a legendary weapon. Many years later, on top of the peak, Lin Xiu was hailed as the Forgemaster. "King's Treasury" plummeted like rain! "Sorry, I don't need to level up, but I am still the strongest!"

Wealth is hidden in newspapers The yellow and white ceiling, the railings with mottled paint, the mattress smelling of sweat, the outdated stickers, a simple but vivid world. Fang Zhuo woke up and spent five minutes confirming that he had returned to the green years of his junior year, and stood again in September of the millennium with his weather-beaten memories.

In Kyoto Kiyomizu High School, Shinji Takanashi, the cocky son of legendary MMA champion (Shinbo Takanashi), navigates the hallways with a reputation as the “painless” Shinji, do to his C.I.P.A, boasting an unhurtable body. His arrogant demeanor and bullying behavior attract attention and fear, but his life takes a dark turn when a gang called the Purple Dragons targets him. After a brutal setup orchestrated by the gang using a seductive girl named Sarah Kimura, Shinji faces a vicious beating that shatters his confidence and exposes his vulnerability. Forced into servitude under the Purple Dragons, Shinji struggles with the legacy of his father, who he never even met. Meanwhile, at the Dragon’s Den Bistro, the gang’s triumphant celebration is disrupted by a mysterious chef and his assistant, Harumi Mizuki, whose fearless attitude hints at hidden depths. The gang leaves the restaurant with their pride bruised and bizarre kitty stickers as a parting gift. As Shinji returns home, battered and defeated, he receives an ominous envelope containing a photo of his father with a chilling message: “The chef killed him.” At the same time, the chef and Harumi find a similarly disturbing letter, but this time with Shibo's mutilated body, saying "I want my revenge" hinting at a dark connection to Shinji’s father’s death. Shinji, now entangled in a web of gang violence, family legacy, and mysterious vendettas, must confront his own weaknesses and discover the truth behind his father’s demise. The chef and Harumi must figure out who sent the message before his past comes back to haunt him.

last installment now serializing! just search 'The transmigrated Villainess after her fall' Add to lib and vote!!!! Thank you all!!!!!!! WARNING: MATURE CONTENT CHAPTER EXCERPT -- “Wait, someone might see.” Charlton said, recalling the glass window. “I’m prepared for that.” Serena replied as she bent to open her bag on the floor and then took out a film like looking sticker. “I found this at the market yesterday.” “I must say that I’m ill-prepared for this.” He noted as he furrowed his brows. Serena stood up and gave him the sticker. Then she placed her right hand on the bulge of his pants, directly gripping his erection. “Well, I must say that you’re not. Now, do place the sticker on the window.” — Serena Chen lived a life filled with love and success, while devoid of any hardship. So, when it was time to go, she went peacefully. However, as if fate was playing its game on her, she opened her eyes again only to discover that she has transmigrated as Serena Maxwell, the villainess in the novel "A Cinderella story in Victorian fantasy era" written by her very own granddaughter. Set in a Victorian-esque era, Serena Lilianne Maxwell was the only daughter of the Ducal house of Maxwell. She was rich, beautiful, a little haughty, and the fiancé of the crown prince. Every lady wants to be her, but sadly, the crown prince, Geoffrey, fell in love with Emily Evans, the daughter of an impoverished Baron. Seeing how young and beautiful she was again, her only thought was, since she already lived her past life as a normal decent lady, why not live as a semi-wanton lady of the era to fulfill her fantasies? Thus, she set her sights on her first target, Charlton Daniel, the only son of the duke of Suffox, cousin of the crown prince, and the original novel's second male lead. After some twists and turns, like any other sappy romantic story, the two inevitably fell in love. However, contrary to the novel's original plot, Geoffrey, the crown prince, who Serena was still politically engaged to, fell for her. It would have been less complicated if the engagement was not one ordained by the king, but it was. With this situation, what would Charlton and Serena have to do and what sacrifices must they make, to get to their happily ever after? Join them to find out. -- This novel will have romance, adventure, comedy, friendship, betrayal, politics, drama, smut, and so much more. (This will be a feast for historical drama and music lovers) Just for clarification, the world Serena transmigrated to is a Victorian-esque era so it's not exactly historically accurate. Timelines may be jumbled specially when it comes to some technological advances, but I try to keep them as realistic as possible. BTW, if anyone is curious about the age, this is more historically accurate. People in Victorian era marries on average, 26 for male, and never dropped lower than 22 for female. PS Cover art not mine, just edited by me PSS This is an original story I wrote — I also wish to thank Stephanie who made this MV for our Serena Charlton ship. If anyone’s interested, please just search in youtube: Serena charlton against all odds Or if you are geoffrey serena shipper she also made these MVs: Geoffrey & Serena part(1) Geoffrey & Serena part(2) Geoffrey & Serena part(3) and Geoffrey & Serena part (4) Thank you!!! — Volume 3 will be dark so if you dont like then just stop reading in volume 2.

A world filled with life is nothing more than a stage built to serve the wielders of fate. May the entertainment your life become never be as dark as the one you’re about to journey through. Galahad Mystroff lived in the world of Endora. A place where he and his friends were able to make money fighting demons in the dungeons below the city of Teramore. The place where his mother and father own a forge and shop they will one day pass to his little brother. His life couldn’t get any better, until everything went to shit. When an accident occurs during a dungeon crawl competition; Galahad is left with no friends, no way to fight, and a damaged body. The only thing he has left is a busted sword, words floating in front of his eyes, and a twisted new skill, the ability to devour the essence of monsters. Can he use this new ability to recover what he lost? Or be consumed by his own obsession for power. Discord: https://discord.gg/VtqKXnR Chapter Lengths: 1600-3000 words [ mostly 2500 ] I do not own the rights to the image used in the title card. I could not find or confirm who the artist was of the image. Forget about me asking you for money, just buy stickers from Redbubble: Revelationist.redbubble.com

Warning: Mature Content Trigger Warning: Trauma, abuse (Not by the male lead) *** I pulled my face down again, taking her in for another kiss. This time the kiss was not too gentle, but it was not fast and rough either. But it was something, something sensual. Her hand again found the back of my neck and this time, she was pulling me down. In the warm air and the dim light radiating from the fireplace, our kiss went on, silencing my thoughts while I lost myself in the bubble of time as pleasure and desire filled my body and mind. *** Having a toxic family, all Ella wanted was to find a place where she could be happy. One day, she discovered an entrance to a whole other realm where there was no place for mercy. It was teeming with monsters and beasts yearning for power. Finding a human girl in the world of monsters and beasts, the most terrifying of all, known as the Beast, found a strange attraction towards her. Was it for her flesh or for the girl? ***

She appeared but this time not as the little Aimee who was told what to do but as a strong lady who was grown to become tough as a result of her life experiences. She came back for the Horace and memories flashed back to that night when it seemed everything was perfect as the cold air blew making the weather chilly. Mr and Mrs Malcolm were in Grandma Elizabeth's beautiful cottage with little Aimee, sitting close to the fireplace all holding their cup of hot coco to keep them warm and shielded from the weather. They had come to see grandma Elizabeth for the vacation and the plan was for a four day stay before going back home. Frederick was a successful business man who deals with wine and owns some wineries. His plan is to make sure his family never has to suffer or struggle so hard to get desirable benefits as he had suffered. Especially now that he won a contract that will keep them financially buoyant for a long time. Little four years old Aimee, who is the future of his business legacy drops her coco and decides to join grandma Elizabeth in the kitchen. But as soon as possible, men in black barged into the house and took the couple away. From the window, Aimee and grandma Elizabeth watched Frederick and Emily, Aimee's parents get shot by someone they knew very well who later advanced to burn the house and its content, will Aimee and grandma Elizabeth burn in the fire or will they escape from the gushing flames and if they do, then what next? Find out in this interesting story "Aimee's Fate."

One of the biggest tonal outliers on this list, Susan Hill’s The Woman in Black is crafted like a traditional gothic novel, and could likely fool readers into thinking that Hill is a few hundred years older than she truly is. Published in 1983, The Woman in Black is best known today for inspiring one of the longest-running plays in London’s West End (and a Daniel Radcliffe movie). Structured in the classic British form of a story told around a fireplace, Hill’s short ‘80s anachronism chills thanks to its ominous titular figure, who stalks a house on the foggy moors and foretells the death of children. The Woman in Black may not feel like a quintessentially ‘80s horror novel, but it’s an excellent reminder that, even at the peak of its copycat boom period, the genre refused to be pigeonholed.

On the way back from buying chicken skewers, a certain system very naughtily scared the sh*t out of Wen KeLi before striking up a conversation with her. Thank god she didn’t have a weak heart otherwise the system could only have a conversation with a dead body. Interview: Wen KeLi: To be honest, you didn’t give me much of a choice. It was like Ooo little girl, you either do this or you gonna die tomorrow (΄◉◞౪◟◉｀) *cackles evilly* System: Huh no, I don’t know what your talking about. (Starry look of innocence) ◉‿◉ Wen KeLi: ...You’re letting your scheming face slip out. Don’t scare the children, here let me help you shove it back in. (Lifting virtual fists) System: ∑(ﾟДﾟ)∑(ﾟДﾟ) How could you do this to me~ (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) Wen KeLi: To the children out there, I do NOT recommend this as a job. Being a transmigrator sucks. There’s no consistency, no overtime pay, no vacation. I don’t know if it’s like that for everyone or if it’s just because my system sucks. I suspect he’s withholding a lot of benefits from me. System: Gasp how could you say that, I’m an honest system ◉‿◉ Wen KeLi:... Thus Wen KeLi started on her transmigration journey. Heroically, she plunges head first into melee battles in order to save the world(s)! Extra: Wen KeLi: I was infected by the system. These darn sticker packs that I can’t stop using _(´ཀ`」 ∠)_ • • • • This is an original story that belongs to me. Cover is NOT mine. All credits deservingly goes to the original artist. Please vote for this book if you like(?) (Shameless begging) Please vote and rate. Encourage me (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

Several people are invited to a party and given a chance to possess one another via stickers imbued with a possession spell. Chaos ensues.

We've always loved to hear stories of myths and legends in front of the fireplace in winter from grandparents and grandmothers with the scent of family warmth.The characters, events and times differed, but they all shared a happy and joyful ending, whatever their theme: ghosts, pharaohs, Cinderella, vampires.Our favorite part has always been the end where the bad guys die, the gentle prince marries and brings back the innocence and reassurance of childhood.But what about a legend whose story isn't over yet?

The girl walked closer to the fireplace, staring at the crackling flames. The family watched as she put her hand over the flames, seemingly unhurt. "I see evil in this house" she muttered, turning towards the family "The evil still haunts you no matter what you do." The girl walked towards the makeshift knife and faced the father. "You are fortunate to receive such a gift from them." The rains and winds howled louder, drowning out the screams of the family, as if helping the girl in her act.

I stir in Aaron's cozy bed, since he turned me cold looking for his warmth, but this is not when I open my eyes, I close them again trying to get used to the little light that comes in, so I decide to get up and look for an Aaron shirt to cover myself, under the stairs I pass through the living room and grasp the family picture that is hanging in the fireplace, a few seconds later I return to my love's office, I hear that he has an argument with someone I enter without touching I look up and freeze before the image that is in front of me.

One of the biggest tonal outliers on this list, Susan Hill’s The Woman in Black is crafted like a traditional gothic novel, and could likely fool readers into thinking that Hill is a few hundred years older than she truly is. Published in 1983, The Woman in Black is best known today for inspiring one of the longest-running plays in London’s West End (and a Daniel Radcliffe movie). Structured in the classic British form of a story told around a fireplace, Hill’s short ‘80s anachronism chills thanks to its ominous titular figure, who stalks a house on the foggy moors and foretells the death of children. The Woman in Black may not feel like a quintessentially ‘80s horror novel, but it’s an excellent reminder that, even at the peak of its copycat boom period, the genre refused to be pigeonholed.

Aden is a young boy growing up in a world where everyone is born with a superpower. Unfortunately for him, he was born with the weakest ability of all – the ability to create small black flames. He is constantly bullied by his classmates for having such a weak power and he begins to feel like an outcast. One day while walking home from school he stumbled upon an abandoned house he had never seen before. Exploring the house, he finds an old mysterious ring hidden in the fireplace. He puts it on and discovers that it gives him a powerful new ability – the power to create any superpower he can imagine!

Hello dear reader, I welcome you to a story that's not quite what you think. It came from beyond to meet you this day. Please, come in to my humble abode. -You see the walls covered with books, to many to count. The sight of some bring your curiosity, and your dread. The strange H͖ͮ͆̿̂͋̿͒̓ͨ̀̚͘͜͠Ǫ̸̶̧̙̺̬̗̥̩̐ͮͪ̋̏̐̍̃ͯ͐͂ͬ́́̀̚S̩̼̭̏͒̽̃̊̐ͤ̒̏͏̨҉̵̧͘͏̛͘T̵̶̺̍̀̊͗͞͏̶̛͢ sits on a leather chair near a fireplace- Oh my, where are my manners. My name is _̶̵̷̷̸̧̧̡̹͍͖̮̝͚̙̯̦̫̬̙͉̭͚̬͖̙̞̣̺͆̊̓ͦ́͊́͆͗̍̇ͭͤ̎̌͆́́́͘͜͟͟͝͝͞͡͡͞͡ͅ_̸͙̈́͊̑ͦ̏̐ͥ̾́͂̑͌̓͌ͩ̅̌̇̽̃̈ͩ͊̐͊̅͐̎͑̉̀͢_̨̥̻̥̲̱̰͈͚̝̉̄̃ͫ̃ͥ͑̈́̂̑̍̊͆̈̽ͬͬ̅͏̴̷̵̨̢̨́̕̕͟͜͢͜͢͡҉̷̶̷̴̵̴̧̢̧̧̕͜͢͜͞͝_̵̵̷̡̛̟͖̞̪̲͓̝͍̥̘̬̼̬̩̱ͭͪ͂̿͊͒͌̃̇̀ͦͨ̍̓ͭͦͯ͊ͬͧ͂ͨ̇ͣ̀̀̚͞_̵̵̶̷̶̷̸̵̷̢̢̧̡̢̡̡̡̜͚̥͖͔̹͍̤̙͓͙̼̪̹̖̪͍̀̐ͣͯ͒͋͑̽͑ͫ͒̽̔ͤ̾̐́́́̕̕̕͜͜͜͜͜͜͝͝͞͠͠͏̵_̸̡̭̭̟̘̯̼̫͑͌͐̂̾̌͑ͬͫ̐͊͋͗ͨ̉ͫ͒̆̿́ͩ̃̌̎̐ͫ̊̈́ͭ́͘͝͝͞͡͝͡͏̷̶́_͎̠̦̯̬̙̖̖̺̰̪͈͔̰̲̺̝̪̮͛̈ͩͥͪ͂͑ͫ̈͊͟҉͏̴̶̴̷̨̡̢̛̀͘͟͟͜͡͠҉̴̴͟͏̵̵̛́͢͟͢͟͝͠͡͞͠ but you can call me Arcanum. Well let's get to business, I present you with a story that follows the haunted and supernatural as it goes through the land of magic. I implore you to open this book and think you may not regret it. But no promises, after all, the mind is a complicated thing.

" With every good Innkeeper, Comes an amazing story of a Hero. " - Ana, The Innkeeper Ana is an innkeeper of Rusty Stein tavern in a village north of the main capital of Kal' athor. She has a quest to inspire and encourage young adventurers who find shelter in her inn. She shares stories of the heroes over the years in the land of Kal' athor. With each story and timeline, few questions remain.. Just exactly, who is Ana and how old is she really ? Masking in the stories of the bliss success and triumph over the chaos that reigned in Kal' athor, does Ana have a story to tell of her own ? Enter the keep to see what wisdom lies within around the cozy warmth of the blissful fireplace and to be greeted with the bright smile of Ana, the Innkeeper.

One of the biggest tonal outliers on this list, Susan Hill’s The Woman in Black is crafted like a traditional gothic novel, and could likely fool readers into thinking that Hill is a few hundred years older than she truly is. Published in 1983, The Woman in Black is best known today for inspiring one of the longest-running plays in London’s West End (and a Daniel Radcliffe movie). Structured in the classic British form of a story told around a fireplace, Hill’s short ‘80s anachronism chills thanks to its ominous titular figure, who stalks a house on the foggy moors and foretells the death of children. The Woman in Black may not feel like a quintessentially ‘80s horror novel, but it’s an excellent reminder that, even at the peak of its copycat boom period, the genre refused to be pigeonholed.

A 22 years old shy girl Mia moved to the new town of Ehenye for school, where she stayed with her uncle Teo and her Young rude cuzen. Mia was a shy, intelligent, smart and strong young woman, Mia fell in love with a handsome rich guy and she lied about her past and everything she went through to save her new relationship. Who knows what fate has for Mia, and what will happen when her boyfriend's ex, Veronica tried her best to break them apart? Join the extraordinary journey of Mia and her love life. _________ This is my first time writing a novel. If you have some patience, you can read it and enjoy it. Enjoy the story and if you like it please do support me with your Golden stickers, power stones and reviews they will help me a lot. _________ English is not my mother language, so it might contain some grammar errors. __________ [ The book cover is not mine, it belongs to its respective owner. ] If you are the owner and you want me to take it down, please contact me. __________ IG: readwith_penn

E-9813 wakes up in a laboratory, alone, only to find herself in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, without any memory of who she was and what she is doing in a clinical white secluded room of a hospital. But she soon finds out that she has a sniper without a spotter, with a wierd Barbie sticker on it, and she cannot help but claim it as hers, as she find familiarity in it, and soon finds out she can use it perfectly, due to her certain inhumane abilities. But what happens when a certain Boy named Roger kept plaguing her mind, and certain emerald green eyed blonde boy kept coming up her dreams. What happens when memories starts resurfacing when she meets people from her past, who remind her who she is, and soon she finds out she isn't an ordinary person. If anything, she is far from it as she realises and so does everyone around her that she is the villain from the very beginning. .......... Sequel to Their Humurack. Can be read as a stand alone. ..........

Eternas Hominis Infernum; an ancient species of evolved humans that the world knows very little about, except that they are never bound by the limitations of mortal bodies and can unleash magic on equal grounds against sorcerers. They were once normal children that were destined to be reborn from a young age as magic fueled warriors who have the ability to choose their own paths; even if it means killing monsters or slaughtering kings. What very few of the common people know is Eternas Infernum isn't just a dangerously powerful species of fighters, but a band of brothers raised every few generations to change the world for the better. Follow along as the newest generation of Eternas brothers face against many conflicting battles; be it sorcerers, beasts, or politics. They were trained to face it all in the home of the Eternas. ***** Main Characters: Twin Eternas SELITH and MYDRON: the closest of comrades with the strongest of wills. EVERUS the Quick: master of projectiles and keeping a light foot wherever he hunts. OMARI the Bear: the strongest Eternas to ever walk the lands, slayer of the great Divven. TARK the Tracker: finder of the ancient amulet and savior of the royal princess. GUIN the Warlock: bearer of wizard's blood in the body of the Eternas. ZEKELL the Fallen: Eternas unknown ***** Book One: Heart of Seven Sons Book Two: TBD Book Three: TBD Book Four: TBD ***** Chapter Lengths: 1600-3000 words [ mostly 2500 ] Forget about me asking you for money, just buy stickers from Redbubble: Revelationist.redbubble.com

100 years have gone by and humanity had excelled in its technology. With the discovery of mana, mages began to appear all around the world. Those without elements were seen as wastes while those with one were kings and queens. In a small dojo on the outskirts of the Raetia continent, a young boy named Owen Li trained with a sword day and night in honor of his parents. The parents he so dearly loved had left him alone in the world. With no one to call family, he believed in nothing but his sword. On the long cold and rainy nights, others would stay inside with their families, seated by the fireplace telling stories. While he would pick up his sword and swing it tens of thousands of times over. Honing and perfecting his skills. His blood, sweat, and tears were spent on his blade. the most important thing to him was to regain his family’s fame. To understand the mysteries of his parents' deaths, to protect those dear to him, to never lose a loved one again. Will he comprehend his immense potential?

" Is this thing working? " The static screen was gradually composing an image of an adolescent boy preening the screen with his skinny hands. " Ouh.... I'm a genius! " A wide smile appeared on his face as he was placing the screen on some scarce table. He backs down gradually while sticking his hand out, readying himself when the screen loses its balance. The boy sat down on a wooden chair besides the fireplace in the centre of the room. The fire burns efffulgently, illuminating the tenebrosity and thus revealing the whole interior of the room. From your current perspective, it appears that the room was composed of punctiliously crafted wooden boards. The fireplace was composed of many different stones, varying in shapes and sizes. The diminutive metal fences circumvent the fireplace as if obviating others from getting too close to the fire. The chimney weirdly curved to the left side of the room, perforating the walls. The fire reveals the boy's appearance. Judging from his size, he seems to be around 12. His ocular perceivers complement the colour of his short, silky hair and his long ocular lashes, which are a light blueish colour. His whole body was only covered by a single tattered brown rag. "Sorry for the messy look I got here; there's a story for that." He verbalized it with an awkward smile. "Hello, my fellow adventurer. Well done for discovering this nugatory time-capsulated video of me that will do nothing but waste your time." He verbalized it, followed by a diminutive chuckle accompanied by a smile. "What's the main purport of this? It doesn't genuinely accommodate any purport other than to serve as evidence that I've been here." He verbalized this while scratching the back of his head. "Okay, here goes nothing. My name is Seiko Nagasaki, and I came from a place called Earth." He took a congruous sitting posture afore perpetuating his narration. "I've been living here for more than 10 years by now. During all those times, I've learned a plethora of incipient things and met many different people." He verbalized this while bending his back forward and playing with his thumb. "From what I can tell, this place, or should I say, this world, can be said to be one of those typical fantasy worlds with swords and magic. That's only on the surface." His expression commenced to compose wrinkles all over his forehead. "After staying here for years, I felt that something just doesn't add up for some reason. Maybe it's nothing, but just in case, please be punctilious with every step you take. Especially those who are in the same situation as me." He showed a perplexed expression, as if he himself didn't authentically understand what he was endeavoring to verbally express. "Who knows what secrets this world holds? It might be bigger than any of us could imagine. The existence of mana itself was already terrifying enough. Not to mention some of the bizarre occurrences that had happened that I hadn't mentioned yet." "Oh well. It's not like I can do anything about it. All I can do now is prepare myself for the worst-case scenario. Let's just see what the future might hold for me. Anyway, how do I turn this off?..... Oh! Nevermind, I figured it out." ------------------------------------------------------------------------ note from author: 1. Don't expect too much from this since it's my first novel. 2. Pls leave a review, so that I can improve my writing. 3. Thank you for your time and help:)

Prologue I opened my eyes and blinked a few times. I sense unfamiliarity, but I still cannot think straight about this feeling that makes me so uneasy. Who I am? Where am I? After the moment had passed, I got up from the bed and saw everything in a daze. I was in a single bed that was made from wood and a thin mattress. The smells of burning wood lingering and I saw a fireplace in the room. There are no memories in my head. I shake my head as hard as I can and hope that things will get back in place. And then I saw a piece of paper that crumbled at my hand. “Dear Vierra, as you wish I erased your memory from your old life and granted you the cooking skills that will help you in this new world. And let the memory of your recipe from passed life remain. I Hope your new life will give you a better life. From me who cannot be named.” I let out a heavy sigh. Is this some lame joke? There is a sling bag under the tiny table beside the bed. I found a diary with a name written in front of it. “Vierra Maverick”