Autistic Screeching

Eric Langley, an eighteen-year-old boy whose parents passed away three years ago, had no known relatives and was left to fend for himself. To support himself, he worked in a bakery, using his earnings to cover his daily needs and indulge in his favorite pastime—reading chapters of the novel "Humanity's Strongest Mage," which had recently gone on hiatus. Eric had a love-hate relationship with the novel. While he was captivated by its world, he despised the Protagonist, Alex Whiteheart. Alex had it all from the start: strength, fame, money, and of course, a harem. He never faced any real challenges, effortlessly overcoming every obstacle, which made the story lack something Eric craved....... Chaos. One evening, while taking a walk with his headphones on, Eric was lost in thought. The music drowned out the world around him, and he failed to notice a car losing control and speeding toward him. The last thing he heard was a screech before everything went dark. When Eric woke up, memories flooded his mind, and he quickly realized something was wrong. He wasn't in his own world anymore; he had somehow ended up in the world of "Humanity's Strongest Mage." To his shock, he found himself in the body of Arin Vale, an insignificant character never mentioned in the novel—a true extra. Now, armed with the knowledge of future events and driven by a desire for chaos, Arin had one goal: to disrupt the smooth journey of Alex Whiteheart, the Protagonist. He was determined to introduce Chaos into the story, making it far more interesting than it ever was, and in the process, he'll also find out that there's more to his character than just being an Extra. Let the Chaos begin! [Please, read up to 30 chapters before deciding. I'm sure you'll love it. Thank you!!] [WEEKLY GOALS] 100 Power Stones: 1 Extra Chapter 200 Power Stones: 2 Extra Chapters 300 Power Stones: 3 Extra Chapters 20 Golden Tickets: 1 Extra Chapter 45 Golden Tickets: 3 Extra Chapters Massage Chair: 2 Extra Chapters Luxury Car: 3 Extra Chapters Magic Castle: 15 Extra Chapters! [Please support this novel with power stones and comments. It'll motivate me a lot, thank you!!] Check out my other novels: Reincarnated With A Revenge System Elemental Vampire Join The Discord Server: https://discord.gg/BVPqquWX

“Lin Yunfeng! Stop right there!” Lin Yunfeng gazed back at the speeding figure behind him. Heart racing, he picked up speed and ran through the abandoned corridor. “You better stop Yunfeng!!” Ren Muchen growled loudly. The little brat was much faster than he had expected. “This is how you wish to face me after you fucking slept with me? Fine! Run then! Let’s see how long you can last,” Panting Lin Yunfeng looked back in panic. “I’m so sorry, it was a mistake. think of it as Stepping on shit. Please forgive me!” he placed a hand on his lower stomach and ran even faster. “Watch out!” Yunfeng gazed ahead in surprise. a half-rotten corpse stood in his way. He came to a screeching halt but the slippery floor made it hard for him to come to a complete stop. He fell unceremoniously face down on the ground. “Fuck,” The zombie jumped onto him with its mouth wide open. Its bloody saliva dripped onto his face. Yunfeng held his breath. He had read about this before but this was the first time he had actually seen an undead. It petrified him. ‘Is this how I die?’ “Growl,” the beast aimed at his neck precisely, Just as he thought his life was coming to an end, a long axe cut through the decayed neck of the Zombie. The heavy zombie fell right on top of him, oozing blood and puss. A hand grabbed him by his collar and lifted him up. “You are not dying, not today, not anytime soon...” Ren Muchen said with a nasty grin/ Yunfeng gulped. Muchen peered into his trembling black eyes coldly. “You know why?” because we are having a baby.” Yunfeng’s hand reflectively went into his tummy. “h-how do you know?” “You knew?! Yet you ran!” Muchen laughed coldly and shook him like a rattle. “Take responsibility you bastard, we created a life that day! “y-yes, I’ll take responsibility!”

“Congratulations, you have been hired as the personal assistant…” “Really!” Grace exclaimed even before Jace Brandon, the CEO of Brandon Corporations could finish his statement. The growing sparkle in Grace’s eyes did not escape the keen sight of Jace. “To my son,” he completed. “Yes, I’m very much delighted to take up the position of the personal assistant to … your what?!” Grace’s eyes almost popped out of their socket as she completed “son?” listlessly. “You heard me right,” Jace replied coldly as he stared at Grace. “Is that not the same as being employed as your child’s nanny?” Grace asked doubtfully. “If you want to put it that way, yes.” Jace replied nonchalantly. “In other words…” Grace began. “You are officially my son’s nanny, if you accept the offer,” Jace Brandon completed. “If there is nothing else, this interview is officially over.” ********* Grace Fowler, who had always dreamt of becoming a top designer in the biggest designing firm in the country was blacklisted for exposing sensitive company information due to a set up by the ones she trusted the most— her boyfriend and her kid sister. Shattered and battered, she set out for greener pastures in an unknown land and ended up being hired as a nanny to the son of Jace Brandon, the wealthiest billionaire in San Francisco. But the scariest thing was when her job description was gradually amended to not only taking care of the five year old autistic son of the CEO but the widowed CEO himself. What does the future hold for her when suddenly, everything around her begins to change and her past comes calling again with the sudden appearance of her boss’s late wife. Will Grace be able to let go of her past and embrace the joy of fighting for the heart of the man her heart yearns for, or settle for happiness in the arms of Trent, her boss’s cousin, who literally adores the ground Grace walks on?

Chapter every other day. Bob Reloud was a strange kid— a psychopathic, autistic, and introverted. On the surface, he didn't fit the typical image of a psychopath, but when he got angry, he became something else entirely: a bloodthirsty predator, driven purely by instinct. The first sign of his violent nature emerged in kindergarten when he was just five. A classmate destroyed his favourite toy car, a cherished gift from his grandfather. Enraged, Bob's face turned red, and foam gathered at the corners of his mouth. In a fit of uncontrollable fury, he gouged the boy's eye, causing severe injuries that left the child hospitalized for a week. His parents, horrified, took him to a psychiatrist, who reviewed footage of the incident. But when he met Bob, he found a calm, seemingly ordinary autistic boy. After weekly sessions revealed nothing abnormal beyond his autism, the psychiatrist concluded that it was an isolated incident—a strange, unexplainable outburst. However, Bob's parents remained cautious, assigning him a special tutor and treating him with apprehension, afraid to provoke another violent episode. One evening, his father came home drunk, as he often did, and began his habit of throwing insults toward Bob's mother. Bob had grown accustomed to these rants. Afterwards, his father sat down to watch football. Bob, fiddling with his stolen phone, accidentally blasted music at full volume. Dad started beating him up and mom started calming dad down, but it was too late Bob got extremely angry went into his psycho mode and murdered his parents. Officer Danzel responded to the call. Breaking down the door, he was met with a chilling scene: a boy covered in dried blood, sitting calmly on the couch, the decomposing corpses of his parents beside him. "Don't move, or I'll shoot!" Danzel barked, his hand on his gun. Bob raised his hands. Danzel covered up the murders, taking Bob under his wing. Over the years, he moulded Bob into a spy and assassin, a tool for his purposes. Bob excelled at killing, but he despised espionage, finding it tedious. Worse still, Danzel kept him trapped, threatening to expose his past if he ever tried to leave. Eventually, Bob devised a plan to free himself. Over months, he deliberately botched missions, creating enough trouble to provoke Danzel's wrath. Finally, Danzel snapped. Now, Bob stood on the subway platform, a grin on his face and a backpack on his shoulders. For the first time, he felt free. Boarding the train. Bob hears the powerful voice of the demon and the apocalypse and the story can begin.

I have to admit that my husband's true love is a charming woman. Upon her return, my husband, who claims he knows nothing about romance when he's with me, comes up with various ways to please her. Even my son keeps clamoring to my face that he wants his father's true love to be his mother. To them, my only worth is in cooking, cleaning, and caring for them. Later, an autistic little girl tugs on my clothes and says firmly, "Zachary might not want his mother, but I do!" Only then do I realize that a rose can still bloom in a dessert. When I finally turn my life into what I imagined it to be, my ex-husband and son regret their actions. My ex-husband calls and tells me Zachary misses me. I say, "I'm not his mother anymore." My ex-husband says he knows he made a mistake; he's suddenly realized I'm the one he loves. The man beside me kisses the back of my hand. He says jealously, "What makes you think you're worthy of her love when even l've yet to win her heart?" You can read it at the wedfic apps. #nocopyrightinfringementintended #cctto

*Prologue* As sunset painted the horizon, the family of four embarked on their journey, excitement radiating from the car. Twin sisters Emma and Emily chattered in the backseat, their contrasting personalities shining through. Emma, the introverted twin, was selective with her words, only opening up around family, while Emily bubbled with enthusiasm. Jack turned to engage the girls, oblivious to the speeding car ahead. Tragedy struck without warning. Screeching tires, shattered glass, and chaos engulfed them. The car crashed, sending Emma flying out of the vehicle. When dust settled, Jack and Sarah lay motionless, their lives slipping away. Emily, dazed and terrified, frantically searched for Emma, but she vanished. Unbeknownst to Emily, Emma's fate took a mysterious turn. A bystander, witness to the accident, rushed to her aid, whisking her away to an uncertain destiny. Was Emma truly saved, or did her rescue herald a new era of challenges? *Eight Years Later* Emily thrived in a world of privilege, surrounded by loving adoptive parents. She blossomed into a confident, outgoing young woman, encircled by close friends. Yet, the ache of losing her twin lingered, fueling her relentless quest to reunite. But how could she find someone existing beyond her realm? Meanwhile, Emma's life veered drastically. In a futuristic metropolis, advanced technology and alternate dimensions converged. Under a scientist's guidance, Emma navigated wonders and hardships, forging an unrecognizable identity.

Synopsis: Sophia, a journalist, investigates organized crime. Dante, a mafia underboss, is tasked with stopping her. But Sophia's determination and intelligence intrigue him. As they engage in a cat-and-mouse game, Dante finds himself torn between duty and desire. CHAPTER 1: "Deadline Looming"* Sophia Russo tapped her pen impatiently on her desk, staring at the blank page in front of her. Her editor, Mark, had been breathing down her neck all morning. "Sophia, where's the mafia exposé?" Mark asked, his voice firm but laced with annoyance. "You've had weeks to work on this. I need something concrete by the end of the day." Sophia took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. "I'm close, Mark. Just need to verify some sources." Mark's expression turned skeptical. "Verify? You've been verifying for months. I need results, Sophia." As Mark walked away, Sophia's phone buzzed with an incoming text: "Meet me at the coffee shop on 5th and Main at 7 pm. Come alone. -A" Sophia's heart skipped a beat. Alex, her reliable source, rarely contacted her directly. She glanced around the newsroom, ensuring no one watched, before quickly typing: "See you then." The message sent, Sophia's mind whirled with possibilities. What did Alex have for her? Was it finally the break she needed? The pressure from Mark still lingered, but Sophia's determination reignited. She would get this story. As she processed the message, a sudden wave of déjà vu washed over her. The newsroom around her blurred, and Sophia felt herself transported back in time. She saw herself as a teenager, sitting in the backseat of her parents' car, laughing and arguing with her mom about college plans. The sound of screeching tires and shattering glass shattered the memory. Sophia's heart raced as she relived the horror of that fateful night. Her parents' faces flashed before her: her father's encouraging smile, her mother's unwavering determination. The accident's aftermath unfolded like a cruel slideshow – the hospital, the funeral, the loneliness. Sophia's gaze drifted to the silver necklace around her neck, the press badge pendant a tangible connection to her parents' legacy.

This is the story of Leo, a writer of fantasy web novels, who, while getting drunk one night, was suddenly transmigrated into his own work of fiction: "Descent of Nexus World on Earth" And that too in the body of Adrian Vaiself, the son of a billionaire who was also the most trashy character in the book and was destined to die at the hands of the main character. In this new world, a VMMORPG game has become a reality. Monsters, dungeons, and humans with super-powers. Everything exists in this new world. However, as the creator of this world, Leo knew that this world was a much more dangerous place than it appeared to be. Because this world was moving towards its impending doom. Now he not only had to save his life from the protagonist, but also from the doom that awaits him and everyone else at the end. Nonetheless, he was determined to do everything it takes to survive. And right when he makes this decision, his Golden-finger shows up. [You have met the requirements] [Activating Villain Simulator…] "Wait! What's this Villain Simulator?" "Traveling into different worlds of novels converted into reality as the villain and completing the missions of destroying the protagonist in the most miserable way?" "Getting rewards based on performance and becoming stronger in real life?" Are you actually serious? This... "This is awesome... Woahhh!" Join our Leo, now Adrian Vaiself, in his epic journey as he grows stronger and struggles to survive in this new world while traveling to multiple worlds and completing missions. =================== [Points to Remember Before Reading:] * The worlds he would travel to would not take up much space from the original world. * The story would still revolve around the main world. * In this novel, there will be 18+ scenes in some chapters, but nothing that would take away the fun of the story. =================== Join me on, Discord: https://discord.gg/jeYa7THrme

MATURE CONTENT: No rape element or non-consensual sex. Rivalry, death, bloodbath, massacres; in that order - the war between the Italian Mafia and the Russian Mafia was not a smooth sailing. Alessandro Ruffo, who had just taken over from the former Don of the Italian Mafia, finds himself wedged between enemies who hunted for his blood and would do anything to have the Italian mafia empire taken away from him. Regardless, Alessandro was strong enough to take them down and is recorded as the mob boss with the most kills. However, Aless’ strength wavers when a weakness, in the form of an eighteen-year-old autistic girl, walks into his life. Swan Skylar, the younger sister of the man who ran away with his money, becomes Alessandro's newest obsession and his weakness. When his enemies figured this out, Swan's life is put in danger and Aless must do everything in his power to protect her even if it meant accepting defeat at the hands of his enemies ~ “I will–I will serve you in place of what my brother owes you.” Alessandro relaxes into his sitting stance, regarding her in a mesmerizing gaze. “How so?” His gruff tone resounded in his enormous office. “I–I can help you wash the dishes or wash your clothes or clean your shoes or—” She is interrupted by Alessandro suddenly jerking onto his feet and ambling towards her in a polished stance. “Raise your head.” Alessandro's command is calm and relaxing. When she doesn't respond, Alessandro takes her chin in his delicate fingers and tilts it up slowly until she meets his gaze. He stared dreamily at her bright, sparkling blue eyes and whispered gruffly, “What is your name, amore mio?” “Swan.” She responded softly. “Alright, Swan. How about serving me with something different? Take for instance, your body.” WARNING: The female protagonist of this novel is autistic and might display the behavior of an eight-year-old.

NO !! She can’t keep living her life that way suffering from her adopted parents and her sister. That is too horrible, Living the way she wants? That’s just what Xiao Ying dare not think of. Too tired , really tired of living that way. Thinking of taking her life on a lonely night, a lonely street. Xiao Ying laughed mockingly at herself walking towards the oncoming car. Screech!! stepping on the break of the car abruptly, an angry yet charming voice rang out of the car. "Hey! You should go to die elsewhere if you want to, you shouldn't do this on the road" until she heard that ice cold voice jolting her from that lonely world. It’s so pleasant to hear yet sounds so cold. Irritating her further “And why do you care where I die” she snapped back angrily. None of your business, running off to another oncoming vehicle she felt a strong arm pulling her back simply throwing her off to the pedestrian walkway by the roadside without much of a hassle. "No I don’t care you seem to be mistaken, you almost bump into my car and moreover I'm still here" Luo Jietang replied sneering. “You can do what you like after I leave” sounding so domineering, it felt like he was the one deciding when she lives. Hey!! “we should go now or I will be late for the meeting” , Speaking to his assistant he walked into his car calmly. Saying in a sarcastic tone, “Tsk!! What a pain. Want to die?, you are free to do that”. You!! …. So annoying and Nosy, she cursed angrily at the leaving car. Lying still on the floor she sobbed quietly. Asking herself inwardly “Do I really have to die?”. P.s : This is a first time for me, mistakes are unavoidable… please be gentle and support. Thank You

In the night you hear a screech and then the sound of a body falling to the ground "Am I going to die? I would have liked to live longer. If I had another chance to live I would like it to be in an anime world" {Creating a body in an anime world} "Am I hearing voices? I must be delirious. Anyway, if I could be reincarnated I would like to have the powers of Rimuru Tempest when he becomes the demon king in MHA" {Creating a body in the MHA world and adding Rimuru's powers} {ERROR the subject would explode} {Changing Quirks for Magicules} {Success, successful reincarnation}

I was just an ordinary high school student, living my life day by day. But one day, everything changed. I was walking home from school, lost in my thoughts, when suddenly I heard a loud screech, I got hit by truck-kun And everything went black. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a strange place. (Worning: rp, abuse, possessive/obsessive, Yandare) Arthur: this story was inspired by 'reborn as a familiar' everything else is written by me

"Mara, come back! Somebody please stop her!" He shouted as he watched her run on the tarmacked surface of the road with her bare feet. The road was always busy but today there weren't as many cars. Jiren looked to the left side of the road, but he didn't see any car coming. He quickly ran up to cross to the other side but before he reached, he heard tyres screeching. At least that's all he could remember. Officer Palmer sat beside him, taking notes of his words, but he didn't say much. He also saw a girl, maybe a woman, sitting on a chair beside his bed. She was caressing his hair but he had no idea who she was. He was in a lot of pain, he passed out again.

“When I give you the flower, I also give you my love. The flower is useless, and so is my love. But without my tomorrow, I can let the flower love you for me.” — Xuan Qingya The top actor Leo takes on a new drama but ends up in a car accident on the way to the set… and dies. He initially thinks he’s headed to the afterlife but instead finds himself in the body of an unfortunate soul named Aaron in the same hospital. New skills are great, but how to deal with autism? This reborn body is determined to make him shine! Set in a parallel universe with some fictional elements.

Lance's first memory of the world is him holding a knife while the old lady, Geneva, is holding her neck down the floor. One minute ago, he's just a gamer sitting comfortably on his work desk, eating his favorite chips, and cursing on the screen. Why? Because the evil character, Geneva, suddenly showed up behind him and almost killed him. Her screeching almost caused his eardrums to burst and is annoying to the point that he wanted to punch the computer to lay his hand on her. So why? Why does the dead Geneva look so real right now? Is he hallucinating because of his heightened annoyance to the NPC. Slightly losing his mind and touch on reality, Lance kicked the unmoving lady. The small tension he felt made him imagine that the dead Geneva suddenly rose up, alive, and attacked him again. "Ah!" he screamed. But the lady remains dead. However, for Lance, she's someone he needs to kill to survive. So even though the lady has no way to attack him now, Lance continued to bury the knife he has in his hand to Geneva's cold body. "Die! Die b*tch, you, f...cking b*tch. Die! Die! Die!"

Nova Addison is once bitten and twice shy, she strongly stands by the mantra that men are scum and is determined to never let her guard down after her traumatic experience with love but when she discovers that her father is secretly dealing with the family's impending bankruptcy, she bravely decides to sacrifice herself in marriage to the absolutely infuriating but attractive billionaire Caden Knox. In doing this she finds out that the past she thought had been buried is going to be back to haunt her and destroy her chance at happiness, she will discover that within herself lies the power that has been in her bloodline for centuries which will help her vanquish those seeking to harm her and allow her embrace the love that she deserves.

Zhou Miao transmigrated into a book. The lead characters led sweet, blissful lives... but regrettably, Zhou Miao was not the female lead! Instead, she was cannon fodder and a side character. Though she married rich as well, she spurned her autistic husband, cheated on him, and eloped! Nonetheless, she was tied to an unknown system the day she transmigrated. It had the ability to observe her husband's mood, while informing her that the female lead intended to steal her husband from her! Once her defense rating dropped to zero, she would die... and she only had three days to fix that. If she wanted to reclaim what had been taken from her and stay alive, she must farm the happiness rating of her autistic husband. But with her fate tied to another person's mood, Zhou Miao wondered, ‘Isn't this life too harsh?’ Making an autistic person happy... How was it different from killing her? At night, she lifted an eyebrow as she watched a huge sad emoji linger over her husband's head as he sat on the edge of the bed, pouting and holding a teddy bear in his arms. Zhou Miao: Oh, what's wrong? You're unhappy? When I'm playing with you while putting my survival on the line?! Still, as he kept throwing a fit, she leaned in with a gentle smile and placed a soft peck on the tip of his ear. "What, you're not happy? How about another kiss?" A pretty pink appeared over the spot she kissed, and the huge sad emoji turned into a smiling emoji so enormous it almost hit Zhou Miao on the head. Watching her adorable husband and brushing her hair behind her ear, Zhou Miao thought to herself, ‘Elope? Not in this life! I will never get sick of freeloading or my handsome husband!’

The graduation ceremony is in full swing. Laughter and cheers fill the air as parents and children celebrate together. It's a beautiful sight. Everyone has someone by their side. Except for me. They didn’t come, huh? It’s a bit sad, but I’m used to it. My adoptive parents never attended my graduations; they see me more as a tool than a child. They want me to have a good future and a stable job. Some might say they just want what's best for me. But they're wrong. For the 15 years I’ve been with them, they’ve never truly cared. They said I should get a good job to repay their kindness. I can’t do much but follow their wishes. I slip out of the school hall, avoiding the festive scene. On my way out, I cross paths with Natsume Yuki, the girl who despises me. She’s pretty and smart, admired by many boys, and surrounded by friends. I envy her. “Are you happy you’re on top again? I bet you’re laughing at me.” Yes, I’m at the top of the class, just as my parents demanded, but it doesn’t matter to me anymore. Achievements have lost their meaning. I walk past her. She says many things, but I don’t listen. Hearing more would just make me feel worse. “O-oi!!” *Beeeeep!!!* A loud screech of tires and a crash of metal come out of nowhere. I look back and there... A truck is rushing toward us. Pls don't judge this is my first try making a novel

"Don’t do it love! Please. Am sorry I hurt you. How can I live without you? Forgive me. " The girl stood at the cross road. Tears streamed down her pale cheek as she debated between listening to his pleas or to her heart. She was tired and could no longer take any of it. He took everything from her yet she stayed until she felt that her soul was no longer alive. Each pain he caused chipped a little at her soul until there was nothing left to give. She was now an empty soul that was hanging on a thin thread. She was only breathing, but being alive never counted as living. It was time to let go. She closed her eyes and run in to the middle of the road. A loud screech was heard as her blood painted the black tarmac red. Nooo….. @@@@@@@@@@@@@@ NOTE: This work is on-going and not yet edited. DISCLAIMER The cover was made by my darling sister, @Bash. The images used is attributed to the rightful owner. Join my Discord if you wish to interact with me and discuss the characters. https://discord.gg/jJeBuJN8 If you like my writing, you can always buy me coffee. It would be appreciated. https://ko-fi.com/kittenbunny

when fifty percent of humanity mysteriously gained powers they considered it a blessing, A opportunity to play as superhero’s. And that is what they ignorantly did for 100 years, unaware of the terrible omen there blessing truly was. when the unknown was finally at their doorstep they were unprepared and caught with their metaphorical “superhero pants” down. although at the very least, the unknown forces from the beyond represented a common enemy for humanity to unite against. that was how the golden age of superheroes and supervillains came to a screeching halt, and how the age of nightmares began. / / Watch as Ace becomes the only being the nightmares fear.

Amidst an apocalyptic virus, Alona Lim had always been fond of blood and needles. She's considered to be a one in a million genius young doctor. However, she made a decision that had endangered humanity's only hope for survival—risking the last prototype vial on her best friend Harold. Being the risk taker that she was, Alona took even the slimmest chance of her best friend's survival despite the consequences it bear, only to wake up anew in another body. Alona, who was now named as Vera, swore she'll never get involved with medicine ever again and will enjoy her new life with much more action instead of grinding herbs and learning anatomies. But, seeing how these new people have terrible medical services, much less hygiene, had been sending her wits to the edge. Living in a patriarchal kingdom was already stressful as it was, but seeing how years of unbrushed teeth smooch, months of unshowered people shamelessly walk around, cooking ingredients from rat-infested food storage, and everything that checks off of the bucket list on how to spread a plague fast makes her OCD screech the shit out of her system. Medicine was easy, however, there were also different kinds of people who were fond of blood and needles—the "demonic" witches. Being born as a noble lady, the only reason they must get involved with needles are sewing and embroidery. Medical practitioners are only for the men, the "only logical beings." Witchcraft was a big taboo and considered as demonic practice that were associated with women who disobeys their father or husband. Once discovered that one practices witchcraft awaits nothing but grave punishments. But it does not help much when she's straight-up wayward with a calloused heart. As much as Alona shows potential as a medicine practitioner, she had to keep her male disguise, if not, more and more people will rise suspicion with her erudition to heal.

Legends foretold, the spark of light Fallen from the heavens to bring delight Those who follow in her goddess's light Shall be brought to lands that heavens compare Darkness however knows they won't fare Against this gracious sunbeam's shimmering might Snuff this ember before ruin is brought upon the dark Go forth, my faithful beast of darkness! Engulf the spark before it destroys us all! _ One of heart, one of mind, one wish that made the heavens open their pearly gates. A miracle, born to lead the world into a new age of peace for the light elves. Unfortunately, that would mean the end for the dark elves. The crimes of their ancestors were pushed down through generations. The new age of peace has no place for half-demons, someone must put an end to the newborn Messiah. Unfortunately for Philomel, this death sentence of a mission was pushed to her, courtesy of the Chief's son, Asclepius. Asclepius, an ambitious, short-sighted dark elf, determined to bring the dark elves to their former glory. A person Philomel made the mistake of pissing off. Dragging along the oblivious entrance guard, (Amon) they begin their emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Daggers in hands, can they become the villains their tribe so badly needs, or will the guilt finally drag them under? _ A voice bellowed and screeched from all around him. It sounded like a million cries through the echoes of a cave, that shrieked as it spoke. The shadows reach out toward the blood-red sky, forming a huge dark figure, the figure of a roaring dragon. Its eyes shine through all the darkness, one a brilliant blue, the other a golden yellow, slits of black in the middle, when the dragon blinks, it blinks sideways. From the corner of the eyes to the other corner, rather than one eyelid to the other. " Was anything but pleasant." The distorted voice of his father reminded him as the dragon stomped around. Each stomp crushed the homes of many and killed screaming villages. " Is this what you wish for? Is this what your heart desires?" The disfigured voice questioned. __ " I win." Philomel smugly whispers to Lenny. Completely pleased with herself before noticing Lenny's heart rate beating against her own, matching her speed but was off her pace. It felt like her heart was pounding at an unnatural speed which felt scary but at the same time interesting. She barely noticed Lenny's hazel eyes sparkling as his shocked expression slowly melts into a blissful goofy smile. Her attention finally returned to Lenny when his chiseled jawline moved closer to her. Lenny's head leans forward kissing Philomel on the cheek as he stares at her with such soft eyes. Philomel instantly blushes as she gasps at the sudden kiss. Her lips trembling trying to think of something to say but her brain malfunctioned. Lenny let out a deep chuckle as he ran a hand through his mahogany chestnut brown hair, extremely happy at Philomel's cute reaction. _ There will be romance but it would be slow-paced since it's friends to lovers. No smut scenes. There will be battles and tons of emotional trauma. Super in the middle can go both ways. This book is experimental writing. It shall be written in script format, detailed, and have a rhythmic beat/freestyle poem to certain scenery descriptions. The story shall also have switched target audience, where certain chapters are tailored to male/ female readers. There will be a notice to inform which chapters are which. Female Tailored Chapters (FTC) will have more cute scenes between characters. Male Tailored Chapters (MTC) will have battle based on the Dungeon and Dragon format where the victory or defeat of a match is based on a dice roll. Upload Every Saturday I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Inkitt. ______________________________________________

**MATURE Themes, Language, & Content** “Wait, this has to be a joke... I’m expected to share a dorm room with a man? I was supposed to room with other women!” She screeched while holding the sides of her head. “A man?” The male eyed her up and down, “Did you think I was human?” “Of course, you’re human. Things like vampires, werewolves, demons, fairies, and such don’t exist. So, what else could you be other than a human being?! Don’t be preposterous!” “Last I checked, demons exist,” he coldly replied, looking offended. She snorted as she crossed her arms in disbelief, “What? You expect me to believe that? Yeah, right... Are you trying to tell me that you’re like a demon or something?”. “LIKE a demon? No, no... I AM a demon, and my name is Xinith,” he lowered his voice as he crossed the room toward her. She stepped back until her back was against the door, “That is utter bullshit. Now back up, you creep!” “No,” he said in a much lower tone, “not until you believe me. Do you want proof? Then say that magic word you humans like to use so much to find us.” One of her hands was reaching into her back pocket, where she kept a small pepper spray bottle. He noticed her hand and gripped her wrist tightly, enough that he overpowered her and pinned not just one, but both of her wrists overtop her head. “You shouldn’t have done that, little one,” he growled, his face nearing hers. The room suddenly felt like it was closing in on her. Her heart was racing, and it felt like it was in a pinball machine, causing physical pain in her chest. Her lungs felt like they were drowning, and her eyesight kept fading in and out. She immediately tried thrashing herself around but to no avail. She was having a panic attack, and he was the cause of it. --- Alex was ready to start the next chapter of her life: College! Little did she know that the administration would mistake her for being a male student and place her in the men’s dorm because of her name. She gets stuck with the single suite that has only one bedroom but two beds! Even worse, she finds out that her dormmate is a demon?! What would happen if the two had a budding romance? Is her demon dormmate just using his powers to lure her in, or is she feeling something real? Only time will tell...

In a muddy, dark, tense field filled with hundreds of bloody corpses, entailed the fight of Ao’s life. With sparks flying, and the clanks of swords crashing against one another. The fight of two polar opposites but two sides of the same coin. Light and dark. Day and Night. Fire and Water. Brother and brother. The emotion filled slashes reverberating in the field, each a threat to take one another’s death. Until it did. Ao felt a pain he felt thousands of times before from his scar ridden body but this time, on his heart. And with this, he knew. He lost. From a 30 year rivalry it all came to naught. “All of that and you couldn’t even do it in one slice. After all of that… My death is a result of your insecurities Aka. I didn’t want your bastard throne you fool. But no… you sent hundreds of men for me… well done Aka…my own brother…you…won…” Suddenly, the pain vanished from Ao’s body and he suddenly felt the ultimate comfort. Until a rude awakening commenced as a deathly screech reached his ears. “Aahhh what now, for Gods sake” until he realised this screech was his own.

A quite autistic villain trying to explain who they are… Aka writer forgot the journal they usually write with and decided to write their first ever original story. I may continue it but I have no real idea where to take it from here.

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When the kingdom of Eradain decides to destroy all in it's path in a bid to take over the world, The king of Haven's Peak after much hesitation has no choice but to send his one and only daughter to Shadow's Kiss - the land of vampires - to marry the Lord of vampires in return for his help. Princess Clarissa of Haven's Peak is proud, beautiful and plain wicked. Her name sends terror through the heart of many. All bow to her command and her wishes are granted without question. That is until she met the Lord of vampires, King Kieran. She just might have met her match. The hatred they have for each other burns deep within them but with destinies entwined it just might turn to something else. *** He smirked and looked down at her, a devilish smile in his eyes that set her nerves frantic. "Since you find my servants unsuitable to serve your needs, you might be the best person to serve them yourself." "Ex... excuse me?!" she spluttered in shock. "Dimitri. she will be washing her clothes herself and will be cleaning her room as well." he said turning to his most trusted servant. “I am quite sure she is capable of running her bath and dressing herself... " "How dare you?... " she asked harshly at the insult. "Would you like to prepare your meals and perhaps do the dishes as well?" Kieran asked looking back at her with a glint in his eyes. But she remained silent and shocked beyond belief. "I thought as much. Well we will be leaving you to your chores." he said stepping on her clothes as he walked out with the maid and Dimitri. "And by the way," he said stopping just outside the door. "I'd hate to see my castle looking untidy. So unless you wish to face the consequences, I suggest you do a good job." This time he walked off without stopping and the sound of her screeches echoed off the walls. *** Please support this author and check out my other books *Twisted Secrets(Mafia Teen fiction filled with lots of mystery and secrets. You're not going to find any other book like this. ) *My sexy greek God matchmaker (it's a teen fiction romantic comedy) And Please note that the cover is not mine. Mystery, action, romance and so many more await you. Just add this to your reading list, then sit back and enjoy the ride. Thanks

"Did you just ask me to help you practice sex positions?!" Mizuki said his eyes still widened. "You know we're both guys right Tamako?!" "Yes, I know that but I don't have a problem with it," Tamako said. "But what about me?!" Mizuki practically screeched.

“Is this true?” I asked. I can’t believe of what I have read on the posts on the social media account of the two writers that I met, Sketch and Doodle. I read again the post of Sketch.   I thought of something, not because there will be no update on his story but because of his post however I can’t remember where I read it before. Then, I read what Doodle had posted.   I suddenly remember my story and I read the last scene that I wrote; same words, same scenarios and same comments like how I read their posts. I doubt quite a bit but really it amazed me which I don’t know why. That is why I read some of their last few posts and it was quite surreal which leads to a coincidental from the turn of events on what their real life is and on what I wrote. I won’t pay any attention to what is going on because I know it wouldn’t happen. It seems like my suspicion is true… the things that I’m writing is coming true when there are real people that’s involved on my story however I need to investigate this.   Sketch wasn’t talking while driving, I can see on Doodle eyes how amazed he is while we travel, seeing a fine nature is really amazing while I seldom talk just to point where we have to move. I noticed Sketch glanced at me.   I smiled. “I’m actually kidnapping both of you and you two are willing victim.”   Sketch stepped on the breaks and it made a big screech of the car. “What?!” they both asked.