Come In The Garden Arrietty

He inches closer, a single finger roaming her heated skin. Breath mingling with breath. A loud bang vibrates through the room, so thunderous as if god himself was furious. Slowly he looks up staring out the large glass windows to the backyard, "You have a visitor." His rasps calmly. "Who?" Rose quickly fires, feigning ignorance. She knew well enough who it was. Her nightly visitor has arrived. Surprising, He only visits when she is alone. "One who comes out at night. Lurking in the shadows, in the darkness... just like its intensions." He looks down still leaning on top her, once more pinning her with his intense gaze. "Are you afraid?" His voice dead serious, eyes going back to look outside. And Rose lied, "No." But is it a lie when her fear was never really rooting enough to make her run the other way but instead often getting mixed with exhilaration. "You should be." He leaves her staring wide eyed on the sofa and goes to stand before the glass panes. "It's not happy to see me here. I can see the raging pits of fire in it's gaze. Ready to burn me right where I stand." he chuckled, sounding most sinister, "It definitely wants to rip my innards out." "You should take off your shirt." He suggests casually. "Excuse me?" "Let's see if it riles him up even more to shatter instead of just slamming the windows like a wuss." He rouses under his breath, his excited provocative tone not escaping Rose's attention. What the hell is he up to? "This isn't funny." Rose sputters out, standing up from the couch. "I'm not trying to be." He faces her again, sporting a deadpan face. "Whatever. You think I'm one of your stupid fan girls to take my shirt off just because you want to rile someone up? Besides, there's probably no one outside and you're only making it up to see my boobs like a pervert." His eyes roams her from top to bottom, there was distaste evident in his gaze. "When he comes at night and leaves a little something for you, maybe then you take off your clothes for him... like a slut." Rome stared into her eyes with nothing behind those icy orbs to show for a lack of meaning behind his words. Because he means every single thing he says to her. "Get. Out. Now!" Rose boomed furiously. "Whatever, I was leaving anyway. This has become boring." He walks towards her front door. "Wait. How do you know he comes at night and leaves something?" her eyes narrow. "Because I've seen it before." "You saw him? It is a real guy?" Rose wanted to confirm, for some reason she thought otherwise. "I never said I saw him. I've only seen it happening to someone else." "Whom?" "You don't need to know." He closes off. "Then at least tell me what happened to her? Can I meet this person?" "You can't." Refusing calmly he was almost out the door when Rose pleads against hope. "Please." "You can't because she disappeared." Those were the words that finally did it. Brought her racing heart and buzzing head to a sudden halt. "Never to be seen again." "When he stops visiting, that's when you should be most afraid." His words rang like a siren in the silence of her mind as he left. Now she felt true fear for the first time. == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?

Elite special forces operative Sanjay dies, only to awaken as a young boy at the gates of a mysterious Tower. Each floor is a world of deadly trials, and failure unleashes catastrophe. Armed with tactical brilliance and a love for machines, he must climb, fight, and survive. But the Tower hides dark secrets. Is it just a test—or a trap? The climb begins now.

After losing his mother as a child, Hoshino Aki clings to the legend she once told him—every 400 years, a falling star brings a celestial girl who grants a wish to someone in true need. Now, 20 years later, Aki is a high school student who has long dismissed the tale as a fantasy. But when news of a rare celestial event shakes his world, forgotten memories resurface. Could the legend be real? And if so, will he finally receive the wish he once longed for? As the fated night approaches, Aki is about to discover a truth far beyond his imagination.

Caught between her mother’s relentless pressure to marry her irresponsible cousin and her own dreams of completing her studies and building a career, Teal finds herself at a breaking point. Abandoned by the man she once loved, she faces an unexpected twist when the wealthy and enigmatic Alexander Epix enters her life with a shocking proposal of marriage. As obstacles rain down on her like a storm, Teal must navigate the chaos of a loveless marriage, a future hanging in the balance, and the faint hope of finding light in their shared darkness. Can she uncover love where none was meant to exist? Dive into the story to discover the answer.

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

In a tranquil yet haunting garden untouched by time, Tagitsa Origumaru tends to the roots of a world caught between life and death. For centuries, he has lived in solitude, a silent guardian in a realm where only the restless arrive. These are souls burdened by regret, unable to move forward—lost voices seeking solace. Tasked with helping the dead find peace, Tagitsa confronts fragments of humanity’s most painful truths. Through encounters with children, elders, and strangers, he unravels the weight of their unfulfilled lives. Yet, as he delves deeper into their stories, he begins to question the boundaries of his own existence and the mysterious scars that mark his body. As the garden blooms with each passing soul, Tagitsa’s unchanging world edges closer to revelation. In this timeless place of sorrow and hope, what truths will emerge—and at what cost? Author's Note: Hey everyone! This is my first story. I hope you enjoy! Upload Schedule Day 1: Prologue + Chapter 1 Then: Sunday/Wednesday/Friday

Dear Diary, What is going on!? Am I seeing things- are my eyes going bad!? I keep on seeing these gray hazy shapes beside people! And no, they're definitely not shadows! They shape is completely different from what it's next to- well, most of the time. I'll just ignore it and maybe it'll go away. -Week later- Dear Diary and my sanity if it's listening, Things are going from delusional to outright cuckoo crazy! I swear I saw a face in the gray globs I've been seeing, but it wasn't scary or anything, it was like catching the face of an angel. And it wasn't like he had perfect features or anything, but his eyes. The care and heartfelt love in them was so... unbelievable? I guess? I can't explain it... I can neither explain what I saw today, but it wasn't the sort of spooky but endearing sort of thing I saw yesterday, but a bewildering (?, yeah, I would put it that way) scene of a witch riding on a broom through out traffic on the highway. Every once in a while, she would disappear into one of the cars and then jump into another one. Strangely enough, after she came out, most of the people driving would either start becoming careless or be shooting off their horn at another car. I am seriously considering going to see a psychiatrist, but I don't want to explain why to my dad, so I'll just ignore it for now. Surely, it'll go away!? -Week later- Dear Diary!!! It hasn't gone away!!!! It's getting worse!! I keep on seeing roads disappearing and being replaced with wide open fields as if no man has touched it before! Not only that, sometimes I see part of a building missing as if a line was drawn straight down in a clean cut and a forest begins as if it was natural! I've been keeping my distance from these strange things I've seen, but now I wonder if I should investigate? I picked a flower from one of my 'hallucinations' and it was real! Maybe, the rest is real too? Could it be possible? But if it is, why did it have to be me? I'm just a normal girl in high school trying to graduate so I can go to college with a dance scholarship. Maybe go on a few dates or see if Sean would help me find a guy from the soccer team? They are so hot! Isn't that hard enough for a girl? -Couple of days later- Dear Diary!!!!!! I have HUGE NEWS! I'm not crazy after all, I actually found someone who gave me some answers! His name... did I ask him? I'm sure I did, but I don't remember! Darn my horrible memory that acts like a willful child choosing what it wants and doesn't! Anyway, I atleast remember the most important thing- I'm not crazy! So it turns out, I came across our forgotten world. Or should I say kingdom. Anyway, he tried to explain that the world is like a coin with 2 faces on it- same world but two parts that can't face each other. Although, we did at one point, but that was before the rebellion and this really evil guy took a third of the kingdom to go up against the king. He didn't win though and retreated. .... but then, what was it? He put out a bet to the king? or something? Ah, faulty memory, I'll have to ask again. But in the long run- he and his minions are fighting the King and his loyal people for our world.... or something. I don't think it has anything to do with me, I'll just enjoy the new scenery I get to see now. -Couple of Months Later- "EXCUSE ME!? You want me to do WHAT NOW!? I must've heard you wrong!"

"You are Alice!" She doesn't know what her name is, but she's sure that it is not what they claim. Waking up in the middle of an unpleasant place, and then meeting an unpleasant child then finally calls her to a name she's familiar with but has a different feeling over it, she claims, "I'm not Alice!"

Apocalypse、Rebirth、Explosive hoarding of supplies、Infinite space、Blackening Revenge of Bitch. The world has entered the Ice Age, and the end of the cold ice has arrived, with 95% of humanity on the planet dying! In his previous life, Jack was killed by someone he had helped because of his kindness. Reborn a month before the end of the Cold Ice Age, Jack awakened his spatial ability and began to crazily hoard supplies! Lack of supplies? He emptied a billion of dollar warehouse in a super mall! Are you living comfortably? He built a super safe house that was comparable to a fortress of the end! The end of the day is approaching, and others are frozen into dogs, willing to give up everything for a bite.

When a group of friends stumbles upon a mysterious advertisement promising a prize of one million dollars for successfully playing a week-long game of hide-and-seek, the offer seems too tempting to resist. No complicated rules, no significant risks-just a childhood game in exchange for a fortune! However, once the game begins in an abandoned mansion deep in the woods, they quickly realize that things are not as they seem. Georgia, the enigmatic organizer of the game, is no ordinary player. Her past is shrouded in dark secrets, and the rules of the game rapidly transform into a terrifying nightmare. Winning the million dollars becomes the least of their concerns when they discover that losing means death. The mansion turns into a labyrinth filled with deadly surprises and traps. Every shadowy corner hides a new danger, and every faint sound sends chills down their spines. As the group struggles to survive, tensions rise, and they begin to distrust one another: could one of them be working with Georgia? Or is the game bigger than all of them? In this gripping thriller, experience a journey packed with horror and mystery, where survival hinges on intelligence, fragile alliances, and the courage to confront their darkest fears. Will any of them uncover the truth behind the game and escape alive, or will they all fall prey to Georgia's sinister design?

sorry for a random picture it's because It won't put the picture I wanted on it in this world you come in and help the Mystreet crew and two new people, this rollplay will from season 1 to season 6 maybe

What would you do if the dreams you had became a reality the next day after you've had them, whether bad or good? I'm guessing......whatever you're thinking. For Erica, she has to find a way to get rid of her dreams and prevent them from ruining her normal life until she can end this. But the question is...................will it ever end??

Laiza Danford has lived her entire life at the beck and call of her family, enslaved by the desire of their love attention. Always being compared and living in the shadows of her twin. Detested by all even by the one she hoped will be her escape from her damned fate only for every thing to blow up in her face, pushed to death she promises to come back to destroy.

A noble girl who cares for only books and knowledge, not giving a single thought about marriage or what others think of her. She meets a commoner boy in a garden and their meeting keeps growing and growing, like the many flowers that grow. But lies grow the more they meet. Here, in the garden of lies, their tragic love begins. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Tapas!

General Julius Draken hates all humans. After an abusive childhood, gore filled military campaigns, and navigating American Imperial Politics in 3083 he has simply had enough. His future has devolved into a constant state of world war. After finding out the next Top-Secret plan of the elites Julius jumps into action to stop the evil humans with a strategy fit for the one called the Mad Dog.

'I'm tired of everything ha, no one cares anyway'. She said to herself as she inched towards the edge of the roof. 'If I survive this, I'm coming for everyone of you'. A grin spread across her pale but beautiful lips as she leaped off the rooftop edge. Everything went cold.

In the world of outstanding ability users, Zeros gained the ability quite unique... Home garden. In the world where nobody could survive without strength or someone's protection he had to survive now with this non-combatant ability and also protect his cute lil sister.

What comes after the end? The inescapable void? A relentless darkness where hope is nothing but a distant memory? Who do you trust when you can’t even trust yourself? When the echoes of your past mistakes haunt every step, and the shadows seem to whisper your deepest fears? I asked myself these questions before and after Z-day. I ask them every waking moment, but the answers never come. They never have, and I don’t think they ever will. In a world stripped of its humanity, where survival is the only law, the truth feels like a luxury we can no longer afford. I know that those left behind are the worst of humanity—the scavengers, the betrayers, the ones who have embraced the darkness. But there are also others who fell at the last minute, those who clung to their last shreds of decency before the end swallowed them whole. Some are burdened with crimes that seem small compared to the horrors that now plague the earth, yet the punishment is the same for us all. The doctrine says that sin is sin, no matter the good intentions behind it. I guess they were right. This world is unforgiving, and it doesn’t care about the reasons that led us here. Do I hate it here? Yes, I do. Every breath I take in this poisoned air is a reminder of what we’ve lost. Do I regret being here? Of course not, because I have a sister to protect. She’s my only tether to what’s left of my humanity, my only reason to keep fighting when everything else has been reduced to ash. My name is Paul Okonkwo, and I will get her safely through this hell on earth, even if it’s the last thing I do. No matter what this broken world throws at us, no matter how deep I have to sink into the darkness, I will be the shield that keeps her safe. Because in the end, that’s all that matters—keeping her alive, keeping her safe, even if it means sacrificing what little is left of myself.

The Third World War happened. Countless lives bled and died, half of all life the world has to offer laid bare on the soil Mother Nature embrace. Pollution and wastes reaches all over the world. Humans and animals were sacrificed in the catastrophic destruction the humanity brought upon themselves. The people rioted and kill each other at the times where they should band together. The world is left with a tragedy that signifies the beginning of the end. A deadly virus roam all over the world and evolved to the point that the infected eventually loss all hope of seeing the next sunrise. It left the surviving life to desperation, the people’s will collapse at the sight of their doom. THE BETRAYAL HAPPENED AT THE VERY BEGINNING. The precious ends of time were spent in silence as the sun give its last rays of light to the Ruins of the Old World. A significant period to be witness by all before the precious hopes and dreams for salvation collapses. Remnants of families stayed huddled together — in life and death, at the darkness and dawn. The world shall be inhabitable for humanity will reach its extinction. However, the cosmos seems to have brought about different tale. Countless small meteorites showered its luminous rays upon the Earth. The meteorites rained all over the world days and nights, creating a havocs effect. The tenacious living survive to witnessed this phenomenon and the unyielding world shall thrive by creating and shaping the beginning of the New World.

Ciò che bramava di più era riuscire a sentire. Ciò che voleva di più era riuscire a non capire. ⏩@copyright,tutti i diritti riservati⏪

With my car breaking down in the middle of nowhere, while trying to find help I got transported into another world- the beast world. Lost alone in a forest far denser than she has ever seen and trees larger than any on earth, Ves is rescued by a panther. However, he wasn't just a usual panther like she had read of but an even larger and majestic form. And most surprisingly, he could shapeshift into human. Not only that, but he keeps wanting to mate!! And not just him.. Surrounded by possessive but gentle, strong but cute, flirty but naive beastmen, Ves knows not what to do. With no knowledge of the world she was thrown into, surrounded by attractive beastmen and treated like a treasure, join Ves on her journey in the beastworld.

Death for seven times. Different choose and different experiences. Even though Antoine want to die he couldn’t so why don’t made a choose to have peaceful life in his eighth life. In his eighth life he will know the truth which he missed in his other seven lives. Warning: this is a bl novel that means boyxboy. If you don’t prefer this kind of novel don’t read my novel. Thank you.