Mclayne Hall

Poisoned by his wife, betrayed by his best friend, and abandoned by his children—Matthew died broken and alone. But when he wakes up thirty years in the past, trapped in his eighteen-year-old body, everything changes. Now, the halls feel haunted, memories from a future that may never come keep popping into his head, and something strange is growing inside him—something he can’t explain. Sadly, this second chance isn’t a blessing. It comes with a price. But this time, he won’t be the victim. This time, he’s the one in control.

Leonardo Salvius Nox was born to die in the mines—just another faceless soul carved from the stone of oppression, disease, and lost dreams. But when a mysterious stranger gifts him a glowing stone at a moonlit festival, Leonardo is thrust out of his grim reality and into a realm where his life was fiction, death is negotiable, and trauma awaiting him. Now labeled the [Uninvited Guest], Leonardo becomes an anomaly—a living glitch in the Museum and Realms. Thrust into the surreal halls of the Museum of Narratives, he discovers with only a fading past and a fractured identity, he is assigned a purpose he never asked for: become a Tour Guide Practical Officer and dive into the Deplorable era; but before that—a "quick" tutorial. But the deeper he journeys, the clearer it becomes—this isn’t about fixing stories. It’s about rewriting his own.

Reborn in 1986, she vowed to make up for all her past life's regrets in this life. Tan Tan’s completed work: "Reclaiming Charming Times" - guaranteed quality, welcome to dive in! New book "I Troubled a Future Tycoon in My Dreams" - After rebirth, Cheng Yuan suspects her father's personality has changed. Her previously indifferent father suddenly dotes on her immensely and becomes a money-making wizard. The strangest part is she continually has the same dream where a supremely handsome man, who loves to sleep, appears. She always finds various ways to wake him up. The supremely handsome man: If I catch the woman who keeps disturbing my sleep, I will definitely teach her a harsh lesson! Until later, when he met her. He found it delightful!

David Marsh's carefree existence was disrupted when the shocking news of his classmate's attempted suicide reverberated through the school halls. As he struggled to comprehend the turmoil that had driven his classmate to such desperation, a mysterious voice echoed within David's mind. The voice, friendly and benevolent, harbored no sinister intent. Instead, it extended an unexpected request which was to pay a visit to the paranormal hospital where his classmate had been left alone. Join our discord server for fun, chill and to stay updated regarding novel. https://discord.gg/th6KWuRCRm Link for joining

#### WARNING #### THIS NOVEL CONTAINS GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND SEX SCENES, EXTREME VIEWS, AND A VILLAIN MAIN CHARACTER. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The pacing is slower than typical and is heavy on the psychology and ideology. Reader discretion is advised ############ "St. Ignatius Academy is no safe haven for degenerate trash! This material proves that you are a danger to women and girls around you! Out of my sight! You are expelled! You shall never defile our hallowed halls with your disgusting presence again!" --SLAP-- "You are no son of mine! I wish I had aborted you! How dare you write such horrible things!" With those words, Aaron Zakhrov was thrown out with nothing but his brains and a thirst for never being weak or trusting again. Bit by bit, he built his new kingdom, where his word was law, and where he controlled everything: his friends, his enemies, his lovers and most of all, his destiny.

In a world where magic and swordsmanship decide fate, Aiden de Ravenspire Winrose, the third son of a powerful Duke, dreams not of glory—but of truth. Born into nobility with a mysterious past and a voice said to enchant the soul, Aiden begins his journey at Solstice Knight Hall. Yet, as nightmarish visions plague his dreams and whispers of an ancient prophecy awaken, Aiden finds himself at the heart of a forgotten war. Will he rise as a hero—or bleed with the world?

The soul Awakening is the only way out from living an ordinary and pitiful life of being at the mercy of others. When fourteen-year-old Jonah’s turn comes, the “God serum” doesn’t grant him a normal talent — it nearly kills him, leaving behind a claw-shaped mark and a power the elites can’t control. Thrown into the prestigious Mystic Phoenix Academy, Jonah discovers he’s not just a mage or warrior — he’s something new: The strongest Beast master! He can hunt monsters, absorb their essence, and even craft them into unstoppable hybrids by combining their good traits! But in a school where rivals lurk and secrets kill, his creations might be his only chance to survive. He escaped the mines. Now, with monsters at the gates and conspiracies in the halls, Jonah’s ready to claim his place at the top — as the SSS Rank: Strongest Beast Master.

At day, he is the respectful, charming and simple Duke of Belmont. At night, he is a ruthless and deadly vampire, a threat to the society. And, pretty but, naive Ember Hall, had managed to capture his heart. However, she was unaware of the doom that accompanied capturing the heart of the Duke Dallas. For all she knew, he was the charming, respectful Duke. But, oh how was she so wrong! He was the total opposite of everything he feigned to be. Dallas is danger. He breathes danger. Speaks danger. Every word from his lips is a promise of danger. And, when the weary sun retires into the depth of the sky at night, immediately replaced by the bright moon, Dallas eyes blares a daring red, his teeth grows it fangs and ruthlessly, he devours like a starving predator. And, he won't stop until he is soaked in blood. ~ And, dead in the eyes, he looked at me. “Yes, I'm the devil. I thirst for blood and no matter how much you run, I will always find you. You can't escape me, Ember. I'm yours, forever. Till death do us path.” He whispered, brushing a kiss on her quivering lips.

When destiny bows to you… the world takes notice. "In a world where magic is law and legacy is power, James Arcturus is cursed by both." Raised in the shadow of a noble name, James enters Doddington Academy expecting lessons, spells, and maybe a duel or two. But when ancient statues bow to him, whispers stir in the halls—and something dark begins watching from the forest beyond the school gates. Haunted by a forgotten past, bound to a future he never asked for, James must navigate magical politics, bloodline rivalries, and a school where every class could be your last.

"I was never meant to be here." In a world where Gifts determine status and power, Saul Mayne stands at the top — a sword-wielding prodigy blessed by fate. Louis Hall follows closely, heir to a billion-credit empire with talent and pride to match. Then there's Paul Wayne — a nobody. No background. No family. No rank. Just a strange tattoo on his hand and a broken system that shows a question mark where his identity should be. He shouldn't even be at Diamond Academy, the elite combat school where future heroes are forged. But the invitation came. The uniform fit. The door opened. Now trapped in a sence that isn’t his, Paul must navigate ruthless guilds, overwhelming talents, and an academy designed to chew up the weak. But there's something wrong with this world. And Paul Wayne might be the glitch that changes everything. --- An academy setting. A mysterious system. A forgotten extra with no place in the script. The truth behind his existence… starts now. ---

She was never meant to be a queen. He never believed in love. But fate has its own design. In the kingdom of Velaris, where roses bloom with secrets and every smile hides a blade, Lady Lyra of House Norwyn finds herself at the heart of a royal storm. Cold and unreadable, Duke Kaelrin dismisses her as nothing more than a shadow among the nobility. But when insults turn to apologies, and enemies find themselves drawn to each other — the line between hate and love begins to blur. As whispers grow in the palace halls and a storm brews over the crown… Will Lyra protect her heart, or sacrifice it for something greater?

He was born in silence. Raised in shadows. And now… they expect him to kneel. Kaelen never asked to be dragged into the kingdom’s blood-soaked palace. Born of a forbidden lineage, he spent his life far from the golden halls of nobles—until the death of a king changes everything. Summoned by a court that doesn’t recognize him, and hunted by siblings who want him dead, Kaelen finds himself surrounded by liars, killers, and crowns too heavy to wear. But he isn’t here to claim a throne. He’s here to survive it. In a world where power is inherited and names are everything, one nameless boy will become the most dangerous piece on the board. The court made a mistake. They should have killed him before he learned how to play.

Jane Evans, a sophomore desperate to win the dance competition and finally step into the spotlight, takes a leap of faith—pairing up with a senior far from her world. What starts as a chance to escape her tragic past soon turns into something deeper… love. But fate has other plans. Their once-peaceful campus isn’t as safe as it seems. Disappearing students. Unanswered whispers. Secrets buried beneath the polished halls. As the competition draws near, so does the darkness lurking in the shadows. Will they unveil the truth, or become a part of it?

Synopsis: In an underground city forgotten by the world above, there is a museum that displays only artifacts from futures that never happened. The staff call it the Museum for the Future That Failed a graveyard of discarded timelines, of inventions and hopes erased before they began. Aven, an apprentice curator, spends his nights cataloging impossible devices and fragmented histories. But when he uncovers an exhibit showing a future version of himself one that shouldn’t exist, he starts to question the very fabric of his world. And then there’s Rhea, a strange woman who claims she came from a timeline that was erased. Together, they search the endless halls of failed tomorrows, trying to answer a terrifying question: What if the world they live in is just another future doomed to disappear?*

A Lazy man awakens in a vast, unfamiliar hall, surrounded by strangers who, like him, have no recollection of how they arrived. Panic spreads as the group struggles to make sense of their predicament. Among them, a charismatic leader named Arthur Francis emerges, urging order and cooperation. But Bernard remains distant, skeptical of both the people around him and the situation itself. As tensions rise, a cloaked figure wielding a scythe descends, delivering a chilling proclamation: Welcome to the Death Realm. The group soon learns that they are trapped in a world between life and death, forced to confront trials that will determine their fate. Some will prove their worth, others will succumb to despair, and secrets about their pasts—and the true nature of the Death Realm—will slowly unravel. With danger lurking at every turn, Bernard must decide whether to embrace Arthur’s leadership or forge his own path. But in a realm where trust is fleeting and survival is not guaranteed, one question haunts them all: Why were they chosen?

In the heart of the ethereal realm, there was a hidden kingdom named Lún Jiāng, where the moonlight kissed the rivers and shadows danced along marble halls. The kingdom was ruled by a wise queen and her twin daughters — Princess Mò Yáo and Princess Yín Shū. They were born during a celestial anomaly — a lunar eclipse followed by a rain of ink-colored petals. Prophecies foretold that twins of shadow and moonlight would either unite the fractured realms or tear the veil between life and dream. Though beloved by the queen, the court whispered behind veils — “One is too dark, the other too bright. Together, they are too dangerous.”

When Julia Harrow arrives at Blackwood Hall after the sudden death of her cousin, she expects mourning, a will, and polite condolences. But from the moment she steps through the iron gates, nothing feels right. The house is too quiet. The air too thick. And the man who now owns it—Alistair Blackwood—is as devastating as he is unreadable. Secrets pulse behind every locked door. Shadows move when no one is near. And the scent of her cousin still lingers in the halls, clinging like a warning. Drawn into a world of velvet lies and dangerous charm, Julia begins to lose time, lose trust, lose herself. Dreams bleed into reality. Passion turns to poison. And as desire tangles with dread, one question haunts her every breath: Did she come here by choice… or was she summoned? The Portrait of Lady Marian is a lush, slow-burning descent into madness, obsession, and a love story that should never have happened. Sinister, sensual, and dripping in dread, this is not a tale you read— it’s one you survive.

At Astralis Academy, where only the gifted are chosen to teach the elite, one man walks the halls with his eyes closed and his presence overlooked. Known only as Instructor Soren, he perceives more than most ever could—through voices, silences, and the emotions people try to hide. But no one knows the truth behind those tightly shut eyes. When fate led him to a dying being deep within the forest, Soren accepted a gift he never asked for—a True Demon Eye, said to be born from ancient chaos itself. Now, behind his ever-closed lids, one eye glows with forbidden power.

"Hey, Miss, wait!" a handsome police officer called out to me. I stopped my motorcycle and gave him a sweet smile, but his face was serious. "Hehe, yes, sir?" I said cutely. "Why aren't you wearing a helmet? Do you know how much the fine is? Oh, your name and age?" I scratched my head. I'm dead. I saw that he seemed to be writing something. "Ah, eh, Mary Lie, 24." That's all I could say. "Your family name? Wait, do you have a license?" "Bog, sir. Yes, I do." I said shyly. Of course, who wouldn't be shy when you see a cool police officer with a good physique, and their uniform is intimidating, hello! He seemed surprised by my last name, tsk. My brother put our licenses in the U-box so it would be easy to get them if needed. I immediately opened it and showed it to him. "Where are you from?" he asked again. "Just from around here, sir." After I said that, he wrote again on what looked like a receipt and immediately handed it to me when he finished. "Oh, here, go to the municipal hall and pay at the treasurer's office. If you don't pay that within seven days, we can forward it. You can go now, Miss. Next time, wear a helmet." He said it without pause. I took the receipt, and my eyes widened when I saw that the fine was 500 pesos?! Idiot! Tsk, what a bad day, that animal! I angrily got back on my motorcycle. Before I could even start, he said something that made me turn around. "Is Jerry Bog your brother?" I didn't answer him and sped off immediately to the municipal hall to pay. Wait, what does he care anyway? That police officer is so annoying, ruining my day!

The cold stone hall was dimly lit with flickering torches. Shadows stretched long across the floor. At the far end of the room, the King sat high on his throne, surrounded by High Lords, Generals, and Counselors. Silence hung thick in the air as the Ice Viking entered. He stood in the center, arms at his side, eyes forward. “Viking,” the King called from his seat. Varnok didn’t move. “Yes,” he replied flatly. One of the High Lords stood up in anger. “In the presence of your King—you kneel!” The knights draws their Swords. Varnok stayed still. “You’re not my king,” he said calmly. The King raised a hand. The knights lowered their swords. “Let him be,” the King said, leaning forward. “Ice Viking… step forward.” Varnok walked slowly across the cold stone floor. “There is war between the Vikings and this kingdom,” the King said. Varnok kept walking. “It’s your kingdom,” he answered. “That has nothing to do with me.” The lords murmured in outrage. “You think they’ll stop there?” the King asked, raising a hand for silence. “You know what those animals are like. Vikings… they don’t stop until they’ve burned everything to ash.” “And yet I’ve protected the village just fine,” Varnok said. “Without your help. Like it’s always been.” “Without my help, there’d be no village to protect,” the King snapped. “There is a village,” Varnok said, meeting his eyes. “And not once have you offered it your help.” “King... please. What an excuse.” The king nodded toward the general standing beside him. Without hesitation, the general stepped forward and struck Varnok across the face. Then a second punch to the stomach. Finally, a heavy kick to the leg. Varnok dropped to one knee. “Good,” the King said, tipping his goblet and pouring wine over Varnok’s head. “Like the animal you are.” Murmurs filled the hall. > "What an animal." "Fits clearly—a dog." "All Vikings should just die." "Disgusting things." The King laughed with joy as he was Pleased by the words of the people. He leaned forward again, with his voice low. “Maybe we should start with your wife… and child.” The room fell into a deadly stillness. Varnok’s eyes snapped open—glowing bright, ice-blue. A shiver cut through the entire hall. The ground began to vibrate. Goblets trembled. Torches flickered lower. Then came his voice—cold, deep, inhuman. Like the cracking of ancient glaciers. “If a single breath so much as brushes their skin…” “I will bring down such ruin upon this kingdom that even the crows will starve for lack of flesh. I will freeze your rivers. Silence your bells. And watch your palace rot from the inside—As your screams echo in halls no one dares enter. Pray your tongue forgets their names… before I remember yours.” No one moved everywhere was silent. Even the air seemed too afraid to stir.

In the twilight of the Yong Empire, a silent palace maid with no past crosses paths with the empire's most observant prince. As political unrest stirs beneath the surface of jade halls and crimson courtyards, their fates entwine in a quiet bond, one that could unravel secrets long buried by the throne. But in a palace where loyalty is dangerous and truth is forbidden, some oaths are written not in ink... but in blood.

In a world where the supernatural intertwines with everyday school life, Shi Mu—a seemingly frail and effeminate teenager—harbors extraordinary powers that blur the line between reality and the spirit realm. Haunted dormitories, restless ghosts, and mysterious curses shadow the halls of Yingnan High School, but Shi Mu’s courage and wit bring hope to the terrified students. As she navigates the harsh social hierarchies, unexpected friendships, and her own strange transformations, Shi Mu must confront dark forces that threaten her very identity.

Michael’s world is turned upside down when his father brings him to a mysterious bunker located beneath one of his family's establishments. His heart was racing, his hands were shaking, and his eyes were wide. The only thought ruling over his mind, the only question that flooded his mind, was 'WHAT IS THIS PLACE?' He asked himself repeatedly. Each time he and his father walked ever deeper into the bunker, Michael would feel an insatiable urge to question his beloved father on why he had decided that they should explore this daunting bunker. But how could he satisfy this urge to this man, this man he loved yet equally feared, this man whose anger burned like a blazing furnace? Quietly Michael walked behind his father. Finally, they reached a massive doorway. Further inside was a massive hall estimated to host at least 300 people. When he, Michael, the young lad, gazed around the hall, and when his face turned to the left side, shockingly, he saw an empty seat, which looked like a throne. "Father, what is this?" Michael questioned, "And why does that seat look like a throne?" That's because it is,He his father answered. Michael answered with another question, "Whose?" He asked, and his father went towards the throne and replied, "Mine," as he sat. Michael could not describe the emotions racing within him at that moment, but just when he thought he couldn't be more terrified, Venite, servi me! His father shouted at least 3 times. After shouting, the hall was flooded with men wearing black combative gear clothing and covered with black masks. They all came and stood in a formation as if they were trained soldiers; after they had all lined up, they themselves began shouting, Rex Lupus! Dominus Lupus! They shouted these words, words that Michael could not understand, about five times. Michael's father then responded also in a tongue he could not understand, remaining in absolute terror. Michael stood quaking after his father was done speaking to the men. All the men turned their faces from his father to him, and they shouted aloud, Iuvenis Lupus! Iuvenis Lupus. His father stood from his chair. Let's go, my son, he said to Michael. 'Who are you?' The young lad asked himself, completely and utterly stunned.

Elise has never belonged. Not in the house that treats her like a burden. Not in the school halls where whispers and laughter follow her. And certainly not in a life that feels borrowed—like it was meant for someone else. But everything changes the day she finds the fountain.And a fairy who speaks of a world Elise doesn’t remember... but can’t seem to forget. As reality starts to unravel, Elise finds herself caught between two lives: the one she was forced into, and the one calling her back. But the truth has enemies. And the past has claws

Among historians devoted to their homeland's past, Elian Rithenvar was unlike any other — obsessed not just with the tales of old, but with unraveling the very mysteries that time had buried. While wandering the halls of his family's century-old museum, something unexplainable struck: a sudden, piercing pain in his chest, as though fate itself had chosen him. — When he awoke, the world he knew was gone. In it's place stood a land torn by conflict, echoing the ancient stories of a kingdom called Ordis — a kingdom he once thought existed only in records. And somewhere in this heart of this unfamiliar realm... the name 'Kaelrith' waits to be remembered. [ON GOING]

In the cold heart of Victorian London, Lady Elenora Warwick is forced into a loveless marriage with Darius Cain, a self-made industrialist who purchased his noble title, and with it, her freedom. She is noble by blood, proud and silent. He is power-hungry, sharp-tongued, and despises the aristocracy she represents. From the moment their eyes meet, hostility sparks. But the grand estate they now share hides more than gold-framed portraits and endless halls... It hides secrets that could destroy them both. Bound by duty, trapped by expectations, and fueled by mutual disdain, what begins as a clash of worlds slowly ignites into a dangerous, undeniable desire. Can love grow where hatred once bloomed? Or will pride and secrets tear them apart?

At Tokyo Metropolitan University, where cherry blossoms fall like unspoken words, Nakamura Kenji moves through life with quiet precision and invisible armor. Brilliant, distant, and utterly alone, he believes silence is survival—until one fight behind a lecture hall cracks that silence open. As rumors swirl and unwanted attention grows, Kenji finds himself drawn into a quiet orbit with two unlikely figures: Tanaka Hiroshi, a popular but grounded classmate who sees more than he lets on, and Sae Takahashi, a sharp-eyed literature major whose red scarf hides her own bruised history. But connection is dangerous for someone who’s spent years building walls instead of bridges. And kindness, once dismissed as a trap, begins to feel alarmingly real. A slow-burn character drama about emotional scars, unexpected friendship, and what happens when three lonely people stop walking past each other—and finally start to see.

He aces every exam, never misses a day, and walks the halls like a perfect model student. But behind his glasses lies a mind trained for war—and a past drenched in blood. At St. Veritas International School, Lâm Kha Vũ is untouchable. But when a symbol from the shadows resurfaces—the mark of a blue rose—his double life begins to crack. Genius. Liar. Heir to a terrorist legacy. He didn’t choose the darkness. He was born from it. And now, it’s calling him back.

“I saw what you guys wrote in Sandra’s year book” I responded almost immediately Morayo asked the question I could see the shock on their faces “Why didn’t you write me as part of your friends?” I asked them looking at both of them in the eyes “It is not even about that that I am seriously confused, it is about the fact that I saw my name as the enemy in both of your profiles in the year book” I responded expecting an answer from them “What do you expect?” Morayo asked “Why did you put me as the enemy? We have been friends for three whole years” “See, it doesn mean” Morayo responded remorsefully “What do you mean?” “Why the hell will you be hitting on Victoria’s boyfriend? Her boyfriend has been having eyes on you. The friends of John even said it, even the twin said so. She said, John likes you” “I didn’t know, I am not his heart to control. You don’t have to blame it on me as if I am the one at fault” “You are!” “How?!” “Remember that day he called you after the maths exam?” AFTER MATHS EXAMS… Everybody was as stressed as ever before. Morayo, Victoria and I were heading to the the hostel when John called me I was surprised at first but, excused myself and went to meet him. Morayo and Victoria waited behind since, they knew John won’t take long “Thank you!” John responded as soon as I got there and gave me a hug almost immediately I wasn’t expecting the hug “For what?” I asked as I pushed him slightly and faced him “For helping me in the exam hall, I forgot the formulas of shapes almost immediately in the hall and I was stranded. Just happy that you were chosen to seat beside me for exams and you helped me.” “It wasn’t my intention to seat beside you, our surname just seem to clash together” “Yeah, I know. Thank you!” he smiled “You are welcome!” I responded with a smile “I don’t want to keep my friends waiting, bye” John left and as soon as I turned to look if Morayo and Victoria were there, they had left. … BACK TO THE PRESENT.. No wonder! No wonder they left “You should have communicated with me instead of acting like that” I replied with a squeezed face of annoyance READ AND DIVE IN THE BOOK TO SEE MORE ABOUT FLORAL'S BOARDING SCHOOL LOVE LIFE!

Once, the Imperial Throne of the legendary Eldorion Empire was held by a wise and formidable ruler whose deeds echoed through time. This revered and mysterious emperor navigated a world both enchanted and treacherous, leaving a legacy woven from triumph and mystery that still shapes his descendants. Now, as the realm prepares for a new era, discover the secret history of this imperial lineage. Explore the hidden truths within the halls of power and see how the previous emperor's influence still marks the fabric of the Empire. This is the story of Arthur Von Dracon, the ruler of the Eldorion Empire, who defied destiny to become known as the Warrior Emperor and usher in the Golden Age. (Warning:- Chapters may be written with the help of AI)