Dr Who Missy

In a world where survival hinges on the edge of a twisted game, a group of unsuspecting students finds themselves ensnared in a deadly contest. With lives at stake and time running out, they must navigate a labyrinth of deceit, fear, and alliances to uncover the truth behind the sinister "Cinderella's Palace." As the rain pours and thunder roars, Yuki and her friends are thrust into a nightmarish reality where trust is scarce and betrayal lurks in every shadow. Each chapter unfolds a new layer of mystery, testing the bonds of friendship and the limits of human endurance. The clock ticks relentlessly, counting down the hours of their captivity. In this harrowing tale of courage and resilience, the stakes are high, and the rules are unforgiving. With every card revealed, the players edge closer to freedom—or their doom. "Dead Game: A Tale of Survival" captures the essence of suspense and psychological thrill, drawing readers into a world where the line between life and death blurs. Will Yuki and her friends outsmart the game and reclaim their lives, or will they fall victim to its cruel machinations?

Dr. Srinivasan, a curious and dedicated doctor, stumbles upon a mysterious woman who fell from the sky. Her body appears nearly invincible, with skin like steel, and her blood shows extraordinary properties unlike any human's. Intrigued, Dr. Srinivasan secretly collects a sample and begins researching, discovering that her blood has unique regenerative abilities. As he delves deeper, he realizes she might not be entirely human, leading him into a mystery that could have far-reaching consequences.

Elara is drawn into a web of intrigue and danger when she begins experiencing strange visions and powers she cannot control. At night, rumors spread of a mysterious woman who stalks the city, and as people begin to die under unusual circumstances, suspicion falls on Elara. She must uncover the truth about her past before her enemies can destroy her—or before she destroys herself.

"What do you mean by I should act like you for a month we literally just met" Alicia said with a frown. "Please just for a month, you look like me so no one will notice, I promise you."Sandra begged "The fact we look alike doesn't mean we are the same,Im totally different from your miss... whats your name again??Alicia asked. "Sandra, my name is Sandra please just help me out please I'll stay at the orphanage where you live and you can go to my house, we're rich please I beg of you help me out" Sandra begged desperately. How sure are you that no one will find out that we swapped cause I'm a very crazy girl,i don't take sh*t and I easily get angry,Are you sure you still want me to go??? "Yes please,just try to reduce your craziness a bit. And... just try to avoid any trouble in school my mates are quite crazy please" Sandra begged desperately. "Well you don't need to worry about me it's them you should be worried about.If they want to see my crazy side they will get it". Alicia said with a smirk. Meet Alicia Andrews she's beautiful,hot,sassy and a crazy badass who grew up in the orphanage. What happened when she met someone who looks exactly like her,And they swapped, Do you think people will find out???? You don't want to miss this ride, grab your popcorn let's gooooooo.

The clock ticked ominously in the dimly lit apartment, shadows stretching across the walls like dark tendrils. Jane's hands shook as she picked up her phone, her heart pounding in her chest. She glanced at the mirror, catching a glimpse of her reflection-eyes wild, lips trembling. With a deep breath, she dialed 911. "Police emergency," a calm voice answered. "Come to 123 Maple Street," Jane's voice was urgent, laced with desperation. "Unless it's going to be a vulture's desire..." "Ma'am, can you explain what's happening?" The dispatcher's tone shifted from routine to concerned. "No time!" Jane interrupted, panic rising within her. "Just come!... As she hung up, the silence felt suffocating. Memories flooded her mind-her ex-boyfriend's betrayal with her former best friend, the gut-wrenching pain of being replaced. She could almost hear their laughter echoing in her ears, mocking her. With tears streaming down her face, Jane sank to the floor, clutching the phone tightly. A dark resolve settled within her...

In a world where farting do not exist. The man will become The one Who Farts. This story will become boring, maybe. The enemys are not yet decided. That world not need, but that world gets. *NOT Recommended for people* *Irregular Publish* *BORING STORY* *DUMB AUTHOR* *DUMB NAMES* *TRASH STORYTELLING* *BULLSHIT SETTING* *BULLSHIT ROMANCE*(IF there is maybe a romance) *BULLSHIT CONFLICTS* *ONE-DIMENSIONAL CHARACTERS*

[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed] Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. ----- "Do you hate me that much?" As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. "More than enough to kill you right now." The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. ----- The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home.  P.S:- English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.

THERE are tragic writers who live out in the world they are the Gods tv destined to die again and again tragically forever

What would you sacrifice for ultimate power? Family? Morality? Humanity itself? An ordinary man from Earth, cold-hearted and ruthlessly calculating, finds himself thrust into an unfamiliar world with no history, no connections, and no limitations. Gifted with five extraordinary skills that set him apart from gods and mortals alike, he begins his ascent to supremacy. But this isn’t the tale of a hero. Driven by insatiable greed and an unrelenting desire to control everything, he schemes, manipulates, and betrays all who cross his path. Whether building massive harems, dismantling kingdoms, or conquering armies, he views everyone as pawns in his grand game of domination. In a world where alliances are fragile and power is the ultimate currency, the question isn't whether he will win, but how much he's willing to sacrifice to reign supreme.

Alexander Alice is a child when he lost his mother. He left his father because he was the reason of his mother's death. He met a guy who took him in an orphanage where he found a girl with beautiful character. At the age of nineteen, he killed a person who was trying to harass a girl. He had no fear of being arrested because he was considered a devil of his own world. "Her gaze dances across the crowd, landing on every face but mine, as though I am but a shadow in the room." His voice was thick with emotion, reflecting something broken within him. "This is such a cheap weapon, girl; you can't seduce me."Tears were rolling down her eyes as he grinned. Bending down to her face, he took his hand out of his pocket and placed it gently over her eyes. "I wish I had someone in my life who doesn't know the price, but understands the value of being with me." he looked at sky fraught with Stars, but where was the moon. now he had found something to be discovered.No doubt he was a great mood transformer. "Trying to make you understand is like honking in front of a deaf person." This was a lady for whom he could repeat himself a billion times, even millions if necessary. "She will get me killed with her smile—such a dangerous weapon." absorbing in his thoughts, when he looked at her, smiling face, trying to impress him with her smile. "Don't smile," he said, voice low, a warning in his tone. "I’m talking about her." "Yes, boss," came the reply.

Shelby Lee was far from ordinary. Sure, she went to school, and did her work, and was a straight-A student at her school. Yes, she was a female teenager. But she wasn't like anyone her age. Shelby had been born with a superpower, one that had made her a hero in the night, one that was dangerous If she lost control. One day, a letter appeared at her doorstep, and when she opened it, she saw it was an acceptance letter from a university she hadn't applied to. The next day, she went to the school to check it out. Only to find it was a school for future heroes and possibly villains. She meets a boy named Connor. They become enemies. And her best friend, along with the university, think their dating. She proposes a truce that involves them acting like their dating. He accepts. And now the game is on. But theres a question that needs an answer. Who will fall for the other first?

In a world where dragons are worshipped as gods, there are humans unfortunate enough to be tasked with breaking down and picking up their stool. Therefore, this is the story of how Nine, a Knuckle Scraper, came into possession of a phoenix egg and became the last hope of humanity.

In the realm of Somnium, memories are chains that bind the mind, and dreams are nightmares that haunt the soul. The mysterious force known as "The Shackles" has consumed the world, enslaving millions. Hope dwindles as the afflicted succumb to madness. Amidst this despair, a select few known as Dream Keepers possess a rare immunity. Born with an innate resistance to The Shackles, they are humanity's last beacon. Will THIS BE HOPE OR ANOTHER DREAM

Yellow was created by the system she was bonded with, she was task with the mission of becoming a high level heiress in the world of awakeners but unfortunately she was stuck in a dungeon and when she escaped that dungeon her mission target just died being a heiress of a ruined clan? she can fix it by finding and attaching herself to a new target - ~warning~ Child protagonist grammar problems maybe violence

pembunuhan? ah hal yang mengerikan. kenapa harus ada pembunuh? apa yang mereka pikirkan hingga berani mengambil nyawa seseorang. bukankah itu terlalu keji, pasti korban nya sangat ketakutan dan histeris. aku bertanya tanya, apa pembunuh pernah menyesali perbuatan mereka setelah melakukan aksinya? seperti pada dilena kali ini, malangnya dilena. wanita baik hati dan cantik itu harus berakhir mengerikan di gang sempit rumahnya. di sana gelap dan sepi, aku rasa dia sudah menangis dan terus kesakitan. "tolong ampuni aku" kata kata itu, pasti dia menyebutnya dengan menggosok kedua tangannya meminta ampun. aku benar benar membenci pembunuh, apa dia menyesal membunuhnya? apa dia tau gadis seperti apa yang dia renggut nyawanya? apa dia pernah datang ke lokasi kejadian dan minta maaf? apa dia pernah sekali saja menangis untuk setiap nyawa yang ia ambil? kapan Tuhan akan menghukum mereka? aku ingin menjadi Tuhan sekali saja dan membuat nya merasakan hal yang setimpal. haruskah? maka aku harus. "tebak, tebak, tebak, ayo sembunyi. aku mulai mencari mu, jadi berlari dan sembunyi saja. aku akan mengantar mu dengan setiap dosa mu, bahkan neraka pun akan enggan menerima mu" credit by @lyoudrubylod

AFRICA CURSE

A dimly lit, gaudy bar, a woman throws a seductive glance at you. When you wake up again in a hotel, you find two bite marks on your neck, your blood drained. In the desolate wilderness, you're startled awake by the howl of wolves, unaware that tonight you've become the prey for a clan's coming-of-age ritual. In a cluttered bachelor apartment, you hear a knock on the door. You step forward, and through the peephole, a pair of hungry, crimson eyes stare back at its dinner. Alone, whispers fill your ears—the dead linger in the spirit realm. They refuse to leave you behind, resenting that you are still alive . At last, you've completed the ritual from the book. You are about to become the new Faust, but you don’t realize that the contract sold not only your wife and children, but also your soul. Anyone who glimpses beneath the curtain knows: Adonai abandoned His creations long ago...

Have you ever dreamt of having a chance to regress back into the past to fix your pasts self mistakes? Fortunately, it is true and a number of people have regressed already. You have given a chance to regress back to your past. But, there is a catch. Will you take it? ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Additional tags. -No romance -Regression ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Author here. So this is my first time writing a novel, it is fine to criticize my work as it will help me know what to improve on my writing. Please do let me know if I had missed some typographical errors or grammar mistakes. And the updates will be irregular as I still have to find inspiration to write the next chapters and so on. Ps. I only have myself to write and proofread this novel that is why I have to apologize in advance.

Yush Hussein, the esteemed heir to the Archduke House of Hussein, was born into a life of privilege and honor in the Milky Way galaxy. His family held immense power under the rule of the imperial family Adeyemi, who governed over humanity with absolute authority. Yush's future was bright, surrounded by a loving family and the highest status imaginable in the galaxy. However, Yush's world is violently upended when an assassination attempt nearly takes his life. Driven by instinct and desperation, Yush confronts the assassins, slaying them . But as he questions the leader of the assassins, seeking the truth behind the attack, Yush is delivered a soul-crushing revelation—the assassination was commissioned by someone within his own family. The betrayal cuts deep, shaking Yush to his core. The once perfect life he had known is now fractured, his heart in turmoil as he struggles with the idea that someone he trusted sought his death. Consumed by conflicting emotions of anger, sadness, and confusion, Yush must now navigate a treacherous path of intrigue and deception. As he delves deeper into the conspiracy, he embarks on a quest for the truth, torn between love for his kin and the desire for vengeance against those who have betrayed him.

7000 Years Ago Lived A Necromancer Who Reached The Peak Of Necromancy And Became Death Itself. Until The Heavens Grew Jealous That They Killed Him And Imprisoned His Soul For 4000 Years, Not Until He Regressed And Sought Out Vengeance On The Gods Themselves.

A story about the luckiest unlucky person in the world. James didn't want to raid the fantastic, yet dangerous tower, as he wanted to study medicine. But after rolling a mysterious power, James is forced to join the army by his dictatorial government. Being a weak boy for his age, James isn't what you'd call fit for the battlefield, as he gets killed on the first expedition inside the tower. However, Faith seems to have a plan for the boy, as his unknown power refused to keep him dead forever.

[Slow Burn] Beloved, Though these words may reach you beyond the veil of existence, know that my heart speaks to yours with every stroke of the pen. In this moment of reflection, I am filled with gratitude for the joy and warmth you have brought into my life. As a son, a friend, a rival, or a lover, each of you has left an indelible mark upon my soul. If the tapestry of fate should weave our paths anew in another life, let it be known that I eagerly await our reunion. May the threads of destiny guide you back to me, wherever I may be. With enduring love, Velor