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“Get away from me,” I mutter, clenching my teeth in anger and pain. “Hmm?” Sophia rolled me onto my back so she could see my face. “Get away from me!” The first few words were quiet, growing louder and louder until I knew I was yelling. I got to my feet, my hands clenching into fists. I felt a stinging pain all over my body as something seemed to grow out of my back. I couldn’t even control myself at this point. I charged at Sophia and pinned her against the lockers. Her eyes looked at something behind me in horror as a dark shadow spread over her face.

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?

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...

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.

[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

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.

Synopsis He is a baseless existence impersonating as human, living three lives, each time learning to define his identity. “But, why let the universe define who you are? If you believe in yourself, then you’ve always been the same person, no matter what. I can be the missing part of you. All you have to do is to make me yours.” As he stood before the man who had transformed his world, he wondered how fate could be so cruel to them both. Story Summary: Yu De, a young man with a lost past who struggled to make ends meet, was transmigrated into a game world where he had to follow every mission assigned by the system. He was told that his fate was destined to die for world progression, with the promise that he would be sent back to his real world after completion. ‘But honestly, who wants to go back to their life of poverty?’ Hence, he deviated from the scripted narrative and became entangled with the male lead in search of a way to end his life completely. However, after facing death, he found himself back to the beginning of the tutorial. With the system no longer present, he finally gained the freedom to live for himself. (Angst, Multiple Timelines, Time travel, Transmigration, Psychological, Philosophical, Self Discovery, Self awareness, BL)

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

Mehrajān's heart is a fragile mosaic, pieced together by moments with the one person who defined her world—Muazam. In this reflective and raw exploration of love and loss, Mehrajān finds herself looking back at the memories of the boy she loved, the boy who was always just out of reach. Each chapter is a separate fragment of their intertwined lives, capturing a single moment that was forever marked by him. In one chapter, Mehrajān stands frozen in her kitchen, hearing a conversation between Muazam and her aunt that shatters her heart. His rejection of her—the very person who had quietly fallen for him—leaves her feeling lost and betrayed. Yet, this is only one of the many moments that have shaped her emotional landscape. Every recollection is a mixture of passion, pain, and nostalgia—memories of fleeting glances, whispered words, and unspoken connections that shaped her world. The narrative doesn't follow a linear path but instead unfolds like a scattered collection of thoughts and emotions, each memory tied to Muazam, each one a chapter of her heart. Through these fragments, Mehrajān grapples with the complexity of love, the sorrow of unrequited feelings, and the confusion of growing up in a world of family expectations and personal desires. [ CHOOSE ME ] is not just a love story—it's a tender journey through a girl’s heart, where love is never simple, and the memory of someone can change everything. Through each chapter, readers will find themselves drawn into Mehrajān’s world, feeling the weight of her unspoken love and the bittersweet truth that sometimes, memories are all that remain.

[ATTENTION : CONTENU MATURE] - [HISTOIRE PRINCIPALE TERMINÉE] Izabelle avait sous-estimé le feu avec lequel elle pensait jouer ce soir. Mais comment aurait-elle pu prévoir que l'homme qu'elle avait rencontré ne joue pas avec un petit feu, mais avec un véritable enfer ? ___ Extrait : "Te marier avec moi pourrait tout aussi bien être comme si tu creusais ta propre tombe. Car à partir du moment où tu commenceras à vouloir plus de moi, je te divorcerai. Et si tu romps ta promesse et tentes de me combattre... Je te détruirai et te briserai entièrement. Sans pitié. Tu regretteras d'avoir jamais rencontré ce diable ce soir." Sa menace fut donnée du même ton doux mais glacial. Mais Elle ne tressaillit même pas. Son regard ne faiblit pas non plus. Cet homme était impitoyable, et elle le savait clairement. Ses yeux à ce moment-là promettaient des cauchemars et des ténèbres sans aucune promesse de répit. Mais peu importe ce qu'il dit maintenant, cela ne changerait toujours pas sa décision. Elle n'avait vraiment pas d'autre choix. "Je comprends maintenant..." dit-elle doucement, se raidissant. "Puisque tu n'as pas confiance que je tiendrai parole, que dirais-tu de ça ? Tu prépares les documents de divorce à l'avance maintenant et je les signerai. Ainsi, une fois que tu décideras de me divorcer à l'avenir, les papiers auront déjà été signés et il n'y aura aucun moyen pour moi de te causer des problèmes à ce sujet. Il te suffira de les envoyer aux avocats et de les faire notariser." Un lourd silence régna avant que son rire incrédule et tranquille ne rompe le silence. "Je suis sans mots, Princesse Izabelle." Il avait l'air méchamment amusé. Mais ensuite il commença à acquiescer en signe d'approbation. "Très bien, princesse. Je t'épouserai." ___ Compte Instagram : kazzenlx.x Page Facebook : author_kazzenlx Serveur Discord : https://discord.gg/UGTA3A4 La couverture m'appartient alors ne l'utilisez pas. Art de couverture par @azihidalgo Logo par @gisel.arts

AFRICA CURSE

"let's go!" A feminine voice came out a bit hash, she dragged a young boy with her along with a traveler bag. "Hao please let me explain!" A man came running and tried to stop her, " let me go!" She screamed and pulled her hand out of his hold. "Madam please, don't leave, it is all my fault, please punish me! " Another voice came. And both seemed to be stopping the lady of the house from leaving in her condition, Hao struggling to leave with her child crying and hold her skirt from behind. "Hao!" "Madam!" Both screamed as the lady rolled from the stairs to the very end, still holding her child in her arms. Hao-hao's eyes were still opened and a tear rolled down her face followed by the painful scream from her. She barely saw anything else and all she could hear was the worried voices, one holding her and telling her she was going to be alright and the other trying to call the ambulance. "M.. my baby...." Was all she could say when her eyes landed on the unconscious boy on her right. Some minutes ago she had returned from shopping to find her husband on bed with their maid, that was not the deal! She went to take her child and packed a little she could carry, feeling the pain in her abdomen increase. She supported her protruding belly and took in a deep breath to calm herself before dragging the bag and her son out of the room only to meet the annoying man trying to close her trouser zip with his shirt scattered with love makes visible on his torso. She wanted to kill him, all of them but not in her situation, revenge was the least right now, she had to take her son away and cause the both of them pain but plans went wrong when she lost her balance and rolled down the damn stairs again! "Due to the situation, we had to perform a surgical procedure to remove the child and save both lives, we would have lost both because of lost of blood. Mr Gu both are in a critical condition and also the born child may have a deformity because of the heavy fall again." The doctor said and shook his head, they had done their best and the rest was in the hands of their god, if both mother and born child survive the night then it would have been a miracle. The relatives sat down in silence each either praying or thinking of something to do with Lorah silently crying and staring at the face of the sleeping boy a bandage covering his head......

[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

Ta là Trương Tuyết Ninh là một tiểu thư quyền quý nhất quận Thái Vinh, ta có một tì nữ thân cận tên là Bạch Linh năm nay vừa tròn 17 tuổi đẹp đẽ còn ta đã 20 tuổi. Lúc gặp nàng lần đầu ta đã rất ghét nàng, nàng chỉ là tì nữ nhưng dung mạo của nàng còn xuất chúng hơn cả ta. Nếu nàng là tiểu thư quyền quý chắc chắn còn nổi tiếng hơn cả ta. Còn ta, đường đường là một tiểu thư quyền quý cũng chỉ đành ngậm ngùi xếp sau nàng ấy. Ta hận nàng thấu tâm can, tìm đủ mọi cách để hãm hại nàng, hủy dung nhan tuyệt thế đó của nàng, để ta đường đường chính chính là nữ nhân đẹp nhất quận Thái Vinh. Cho đến 3 năm sau, Trương Gia nhà ta bỗng dưng gặp biến cố khiến gia tộc giàu có bậc nhất quận Thái Vinh tàn lụi, ta là tiểu thư cũng bị liên lụi, lúc sống đã hại quá nhiều người, đến lúc sa sút ai cũng muốn giết ta, lúc đó bỗng dưng có một con dao lao tới, ta tưởng ta chết tới nơi rồi thì không! Ả tì nữ mà ta hận nhất, ta hãm hại nhiều nhất- Bạch Linh đã đỡ con dao đó thay ta, lúc chết nàng ấy nhẹ nhàng nói: “Tiểu thư, có lẽ người rất ghét nô tỳ nhưng nô tỳ rất yêu thích tiểu thư, chỉ vì tiểu thư là tiểu thư của nô tỳ .Nô tỳ nguyện cả đời trung thành với tiểu thư, dù tiểu thư có ghét bỏ nô tỳ đi nữa.” . Từ lúc đó, ta mới thấy, nàng dù có bị ta bạc đãi, hãm hại đến dung nhan cũng chẳng còn lại ra tay hy sinh bảo vệ ta vì ta là tiểu thư của nàng, lúc đó ta hối hận muốn làm lại cuộc đời, tự hứa rằng nếu có thể sống lại sẽ cưng sủng nàng còn hơn cả bảo bối trong tay, nâng niu như báu vật .

My whole life is sport now is time to be king of sports

WORLD ATLANTIS RESEARCH CO-OPERATION. IS THE SECRET ORGANISATION WORKING FOR THE SAKE OF PEOPLE TO KEEP PEOPLE SAFE FROM MUTANT SEA CREATURES AND TO FIND THE SOUTCES OF RADIATION IN THE WATER.

Will it be the billionaire or his brother who also happens to be a billionaire? Or is there someone else to take Amanda's heart. Only time will tell as she ventures into love as a simply 26 year old woman. Or maybe she is too late for love and just missed her chance.

Un círculo de amigos esconden secretos oscuros debajo de su fama ...

— I welcome you, students of this academy, to the entrance ceremony. The echo of his voice reverberates throughout the auditorium and you can clearly hear what he is saying. Will this be the use of “magic”? — Today we mark the beginning of your paths. Before you are the gates that lead to an amazing world. This academy has a legacy written in the blood of those warriors who forged their swords with the fire of the dragons they slayed. Many of you know the stories: stories of heroes who slayed those creatures that soar the skies and walk the earth, stories of how they defended territories so that those who inhabited those lands could see a tomorrow. But what you have not been told is that here, in this compound, you cadets will be molded, trained, study and learn all that is necessary to defeat a dragon. Perhaps a few will forge a name for themselves to start their own legacy. — True power does not come from the beasts they will tame. The power you need is the power of will: the will to keep going, no matter what adversity you face, no matter how bleak the outlook may seem. Some of you will not make it to the end. This path is not for the weak. You will face your fears, fall to your weaknesses and succumb to the darkness. But if you persevere, if you allow the fire of your will to burn in your hearts, you will leave here not as mere warriors, but as guardians and true Arcanists! — Remember, you are not here by chance. Each of you has been blessed and has managed to awaken and manifest the powers of a dragon. — So, cadets, are you ready to embark on this journey, are you ready to be forged by the fire of Ares? Only time will tell. May the flame of Ares protect and illuminate you on your journey. Welcome to the cadet academy, Tracia! With that said, the large auditorium doors open, and a gust of wind enters. Then, the lights come on, illuminating the entire auditorium. Everyone stands up, including Seraphine. Not knowing why, I confusedly stand up as well. — Kalzar! -they all shout in unison.

*Cover AI Generated* In the world of Eldoria, where ancient magic and fierce warriors ruled, Xander was a nobody. Born to a poor family in a backwater village, he had always been small and frail, barely able to swing a sword or cast even the simplest of spells. In a realm where strength and power dictated one's fate, Xander's life seemed destined for mediocrity, or worse, failure. But fate had other plans. Captured by a dark cabal of mages, Xander was used as a test subject in forbidden experiments, subjected to excruciating pain and endless trials. They sought to create a being capable of harnessing the powers of others—a being of consumption and transformation. When the experiments finally ended, Xander was left broken, or so they thought. In the shadows of his escape, Xander discovered his terrifying new gift: the ability to copy the abilities of others by consuming a part of them. A single drop of blood would grant him a flicker of power, a small piece of their strength. But the more he ate—the more he devoured—the stronger he became. If he consumed a person in their entirety, he not only gained their abilities but an enhanced version, far greater than the original. The power was intoxicating, yet monstrous. Every bite was a step further into darkness, every feast a reminder of the price he paid for survival. Now, armed with this dangerous ability, Xander must navigate a world where power is everything, and those who wield it are both his prey and his greatest threat. He is no longer weak. But to what lengths will he go to ensure he never is again? Buy me coffee: https://ko-fi.com/cntvndrk