Creepy Buzz Lightyear

A young man, with a keen mind of medical knowledge and skill, steps into a vibrant buzzing city for the first time. How would this young man face the challenges of love and hate, of family’s vengeance, and the temptation of beautiful ladies?

Idol show for dead people? Rayen was suddenly thrown into a supernatural idol show after meeting an untimely death at the peak of his career as a band vocalist. Upon waking up in a strange building, with a creepy stalker fan claiming to have written his entire biography, and a strange jukebox demanding him to perform, he learned of his death and found himself in a bizarre situation. [Please select a song to dance.] "What? Dance? I don't know how to dance!" [Select a song or disappear?] "Ain't no way I'm gonna dance!" [If you want to revive, become an idol.] "Screw revival! I don't want to dance!" Notes: Some scenes would be inspired by widely circulated memes or cultural phenomena, but these elements have been purely fictionalized for creative purposes, and do not reflect the real individuals and events they may have originated from. Poems will be written by me, but some will be based on songs.

In a world where magic and tech collide, Nicolas, a quiet guy with a secret past, embarks on a wild ride to uncover his true origins. Half the planet is ruled by terrifying demons, but that’s just the tip of the iceberg—turns out this world was once a lab for a creepy, ancient race that mixed magic and science. As Nicolas digs deeper, he uncovers shocking secrets, falls for Suharita, a princess with her own burdens, and battles through life-threatening adventures. Between epic showdowns, forbidden romance, and discovering his bloodline’s dark power, Nicolas’s journey is one hell of a rollercoaster—full of sparks, smarts, and some seriously mind-blowing twists. Oh, and did we mention there’s some classic “face-slapping” fun too? Get ready for a world where the stakes are high, the hearts are hotter, and the magic is anything but ordinary. --------- ○There is smut and romance but no harem. ○The starting is slow paced but overall its a fast pace novel. ○The romance is immediate and quick. ○Chapters with smut or gore are labled appropriately.

New trope (please try it, rewritten on 24.01.2024): Micheal von Shelb, a lazy genius with a penchant for offbeat inventions, wakes up to a brutal truth: he’s a side character in a multiverse of twisted romantic dramas where his family, future children, and even his legacy are casually erased by power-hungry authors. With Magda, his intelligent and no-nonsense wife (who’s also a supporting character in a “switched at birth” melodrama), Micheal vows to save their lives, protect their future, and rebuild the Empire through innovation and sheer audacity. Whether he's dodging political plots, perfecting horseless carriages, or making alliances with beastmen, Micheal has one goal: to carve a space where he and Magda can thrive, far from the claws of a cruel narrative. But the fate has other plans. As ancient rivalries between archmages, devils, and mythical creatures like mermaids resurface, Micheal’s quiet dream spirals into chaos. With wit sharper than a rapier and an unstoppable resolve, Micheal proves that even a side character can rewrite the script. Between inventing futuristic solutions and saving the day, Micheal’s true mission is impressing Magda, who may or may not be secretly stalking him from the foyer. Meanwhile, Micheal himself adjusts his routine to catch glimpses of Magda while pretending not to care. An average day in their life: 1:00 PM: Magda: “I must be punctual to observe my husband training in the garden—from my foyer, of course.” 1:15 PM: Micheal: “Must finish the training early to sneak a peek at my wife reading in her study—from the dining hall window. Definitely not creepy.” With its blend of humor, heartfelt romance, and action-packed multiverse chaos, Breaking the Multiverse is the perfect read for those who enjoy clever protagonists, daring inventions, and a relationship that's equal parts banter and devotion—NO HAREM, just one unforgettable wife. The first volume is for the general audience, the second volume is for people who prefer to sip wine as they read. You can start reading from the second volume of you find the first volume too boring. ----- There are three couples: ML (genius, stalker) x FL (prodigy, stalker) 2ML (soldier) x 2FL (knight) 3ML (soldier) x 3FL (a court lady)

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Fourteen years of war nearly destroyed the world. Seven years of peace have barely held it together. The Seven Nation Army, forged from the ashes of World War III, stopped the bloodshed and vowed to protect the fragile balance. But peace has a price—and not everyone is willing to pay it. A shadow looms over the fractured world. The New World Order, a ruthless organization born of chaos, plots to tear apart the fragile ceasefire. Their vision? Burn the old world to the ground and rebuild it on their terms. At the forefront of this conflict, Bravo Squad stands as humanity's shield. Led by Captain Sohel Choudhury, callsign "Ghost," this elite unit faces a daunting task: unravel the NWO's plans before the world is plunged into World War IV. But trust is scarce, alliances are fickle, and the battlefield is no longer confined to nations—it’s everywhere. Victory isn’t guaranteed, but failure means the end of everything. — “If taking one life can save a thousand, we have to pull the trigger. If that one life is at the end of your barrel, and you won't be able to take the shot, leave this room right now. Because if you don't take the shot, your enemy will. And he won't hesitate. I assembled you here to win a war, not to turn all of you into cannon fodder.” Sohel took a deep breath and looked out over his squad. “Now, let me ask again, does anybody want to leave? Does anyone here think that he'd not be able to pull the trigger?” The room buzzed with one synchronized sound, “No, sir.”

[Infinite Streams+Micro Thriller+Survival+Single Female Main Character] A bus without a driver carries a group of cursed people to a black creepy house---... Inside the creepy house, there is a door stained red with blood. The cursed people, every once in a while, will be forced to be dragged into the horrible world behind the bloody door to complete the horror-- into horrific events... When Ning Qiu Shui experienced one horror hunting story after another in the Guile House, and finally survived nine deaths, he found out that, after a long time, he had been in the Guile House for a long time. He found that everything was very different from what he had thought---... The "Creepy House" is not a curse, but a... "It's late at night my friend, come and have a seat in the Creepy House, there's a fireplace here, and I'll tell you about this place. I'll tell you the story here. ------"

Raii Shin Nohani leads a busy college life during the day while doing a part-time job of protecting Earth, the last planet with a moon, at night. She leads this double life along with Minus Moraya, their top agent. Aside from the usual buzz of academics, handling terror teachers, and clashing with the university elites, they hunt down monsters forming under the light of the moon when it is at its full form. Everything was going normal, until the moon hunters suddenly appeared, declaring war to take down the last moon in the whole universe and reviving a long-lost feud that once destroyed the balance of the cosmos. Raii Shin and Minus are the key players of the upcoming battle but then, they cross paths with their hidden stories and work things out, being careful not to turn their blades against each other.

[Cover art is AI-generated, credits to webnovel] "You journal? That's silly" His laugh made my jaw tick, here we go again with people telling me the things I enjoy doing are 'Childish' or 'Silly'. I closed the book and stood up, my hair coming undone as the band snapped. Great, just great. My phone buzzed as I walked away, my name being yelled by the prick behind me. The screen read 'Eudora'. I hesitated before picking and placed it next to my ear waiting for her to speak. I wish I didn't...pick up the phone.

Overnight, young Ye Zhen suddenly discovered he had acquired a strange new ability! The meaningless cries of animals and insects in the mountains entering his ears began to sound quite different. "Quick, brother," squeaked the mouse brothers, "the treasure in the back hill that can make us grow dozens of times in size is about to drop, let's go!" A swarm of mosquitoes buzzed, "Those two guys are here again, brothers, let's get them and have a feast!" A Cloud Winged Young Tiger faced Ye Zhen and let out one fearsome roar after another, "Mommy's not home, don't come any closer, come any closer and I'll eat you!" Everything changed because of this!

Lucy, a stunning girl with Indonesian and Dutch roots, returns to Indonesia after hearing her mom, Ratna, is critically ill. Even though she’s been living in the Netherlands for years, Lucy feels she has to be with her mom during her final moments. But little does she know, this trip isn’t just about grief it’s about an unexpected change. After her mom passes away, Lucy starts experiencing some seriously weird stuff. She can see things that no one else can, and suddenly, she’s got supernatural powers running through her veins powers passed down through generations of shamans in her family. She tries everything to get rid of these abilities, but the more she fights it, the deeper she gets tangled in a dark world of blood rituals, curses, and a fate that’s pulling her in... Ready for a wild ride full of mystery, indonesia's shaman traditions are packed with all kinds of culture and crazy customs,Family secrets, and mind-blowing powers? This story is packed with supernatural thrills, creepy rituals, and tons of suspense that’ll keep you on the edge of your seat. Get ready to dive into Blood curse of shaman you won’t be able to put it down!

Ilse thought her breakup with Ana was final—a clean, mutual parting. But Ana couldn't let go. For three days, Ana's obsessive texts, voicemails, and relentless stalking pushed Ilse to the edge. Blocking her didn't work; ignoring her didn't help. One dull, lonely night, Ilse tries to drown her stress with cheap beer, a vibrator, and an old dungeon-crawling RPG. Halfway through, her phone buzzes: an anonymous call. Ana. The sound of her voice sends Ilse into a panic. She screams, tells her to stay away, slams the phone down—but minutes later, there's a knock at the door. Ana is there, eyes wide and manic, clutching a knife and an ancient, bloodstained book. Ana chants something in a language that doesn't belong in this world. The blade plunges into Ilse's body, followed by a desperate, cuddle. As Ilse's vision fades, After being given a choice by an entity. Ilse wakes up somewhere else. A glitchy, corrupted world stretches before her, where reality bends like an old game on the verge of crashing. Naked, vulnerable, and utterly classless, Ilse stumbles through a bizarre urban sprawl, barely surviving. Living off mana pockets. A battle priestess, share's her energy with her. Giving her a choice, to play this world like a game or to succumb to the cycle. In this world, mana is life. And the most potent way to leech it? Through acts of intimacy. Ilse is thrust into a twisted realm where sex isn't just survival—it's power. However corruption threatens to change it all for the worse. **** UPDATES MONDAYS TUESDAYS WEDNESDAYS

Dakota is an average high school student, that happened to live in the creepy old house at the end of her street. Her life changed the night she was bitten by a small creature and almost lost her life to its poison.

*Editing in Progress* A group of six humans known as artras are chosen every thirty years to defend a world of magic called Armensia from a great evil, the Seven Dark mages led by Travas (Texan is only his brother.) One might have just called them summoned heroes. Kevin, the most powerful of the artras also referred to as the Siege, must find a way to defeat him and end this cycle that has raged on for nearly eight hundred years, but so many things stand in their way. (not to mention their unfathomable inexperience) Worst of all, the artras' long history is finally catching up to them. Kevin Johnson, an ordinary kid making it to his first day of high school suddenly finds his life upside down when his destiny to become one of the six artras is revealed to him. He is plunged into a life he didn't even know possible. Secrets revolve around everything concerning his seemingly uneventful childhood and even more uncertain future... The fate of the world is at stake and a lot stands in the way of him and his friends, 'You can always count on moving forward, right? Even though forward is straight into the mouth of a dragon or the bottom of a volcano...' ........................................... "How rude of me? I am Texan of the Seven Dark mages. And it is I who controls the Great White Wolf, but you can call it Black now," he spoke smirking for a dark dramatic flair, "Without your dragon, the Elder Dragon Ellimir, the six of you don't even stand a chance against us. I don't even see a point to fighting such amateurs." "So what? You came to fight a one-eyed man," I yelled back at him as it was all I could do to keep him from noticing my shaken state. "We shall meet again soon, Siege. And when we do, you shall then know the true extent of my power," he said darkly before vanishing in a swirl of grey smoke. Time resumed and motion returned to normal. My head was buzzing with so many questions that I left my legs in auto-pilot and was sent into a daze, walking back to wherever it was I did after lunch. .................................................

In a small village, young Jane Woods' world comes crashing down at just six years old when a terrible accident takes her farmer parents away. Their trailer, heavy with tomatoes, veers off the road and erupts into flames, leaving no chance for survival. Now orphaned and heartbroken, Jane is sent to live with her unkind aunt Betty and uncle Pat, who resent having to care for a child not related to them. Over the next ten years, Jane faces a life filled with hard labor and mistreatment. She’s made to do endless chores, spends long hours working in the tomato fields, receives little food, and endures severe punishments from her unfeeling guardians. Her small frame grows frail and sickly, a shadow of the lively girl she used to be. When Jane turns sixteen, the village buzzes with the arrival of a mysterious visitor—a royal aide on a secret mission to find a bride for the kingdom's heir, the eighteen-year-old Prince Dubois. The once charming and vibrant prince has been in a vegetative state for two years following a terrible riding accident. A witch has predicted that only the kiss of true love from his wife can awaken him. Eager for riches, Jane's vile uncle Pat decides to sell her to the king’s aide, ignoring her desperate cries for help. Ripped away from all she’s ever known, Jane is taken to the stunning royal palace to become the wife of Prince Dubois. At first, she’s repulsed by the idea of marrying someone who can’t even respond, but her resistance begins to fade when she meets the compassionate king, who pleads with her to save his son and the kingdom with her love. Will she succeed?

Viennie Ocampo was the victim. It's been years already since she last waste a tear for herself. The past that haunts her, was still alive inside her head. Ringing like a morning bell, and cricketing like crickets at night. Yet, she no longer feared those memories. Instead, she rewatched it again and again inside her nightmares, to keep in mind that when she make her comeback, these memories will served as a fuel to her thirst for revenge. And the most awaited night, the reunion of their batch. They failed me. A lingering thought inside Viennie resides but a smile that helds no brightness, formed on her lips. The night of the reunion were Viennie Ocampo revealed her true self, Vienna Maudine Capulet, laughed like a hungry beast watching them with an eerie smile. "Aren't I your bestfriend? Viennie Ocampo? Why do you look so scared? Smile everyone. We're family, remember?" Her creepy words reached their ears like a deadly warning from hell. Yes, we're family. We're bestfriends, but no more.

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In the vast Nazare Blade Empire, ruled with an iron hand by Emperor Groa Aratat, there existed eight princes, each striving for recognition and power. Among them was Josh Aratat, the most obscure and least acknowledged of the emperor’s sons. Born of a mother who passed away when he was just a child, Josh grew up in the shadows of his more celebrated brothers, his heart burdened with loss and his life marked by solitude. One fateful day, Emperor Groa decreed a challenge: each of his sons was to venture into separate regions of the empire, conquer them, and win the loyalty of their people. The prince who demonstrated the greatest strength, strategy, and ability to amass supporters would be crowned the imperial prince—the heir to the throne. The empire buzzed with speculation. Most believed the title would go to the mighty firstborn, Balek Aratat, renowned for his unparalleled strength. Others placed their bets on the cunning second-born, Jaden Aratat, or the skilled third-born, Gerard Aratat. Few gave any thought to the younger sons, particularly the sixth to eighth—Josh included. In their eyes, he was merely a shadow, unworthy of mention in the race for the throne. But everything changed when Josh encountered a dying man, condemned to execution for the crime of stealing bread. Wracked with despair and tired of his own existence, Josh made a startling decision—he offered to take the man’s place, embracing what he thought would be his end. Yet, in an unexpected twist of fate, death did not claim him. Instead, Josh emerged from the ordeal with a newfound power—an extraordinary ability granted as a result of his selfless act. This gift would not only alter the course of his life but also shake the foundations of the Nazare Blade Empire and the world beyond.

"Who am I?" The question hits me like a frying pan to the face as I wake up in a dimly lit shed that reeks of mildew and regret. My memory? Wiped cleaner than a crime scene. My composure? Currently MIA. Replacing it? A delightful cocktail of terror and existential dread, shaken, not stirred. The shed is a Pinterest fail of nightmares: blood dripping from the ceiling (artsy, really), creepy symbols etched into the walls (probably cursed), and a general vibe that screams you’re not supposed to be here. And let’s not forget the cherry on top—the suffocating feeling of being watched. Lovely. Every instinct I have is shouting, Get out now! But where exactly am I supposed to go? The walls are practically breathing, humming like they know all my secrets, which is impressive considering I don’t even know them myself. No name, no memories, no idea what fresh hell this is—just me, my rising panic, and the unsettling realization that survival might not even be the point. But hey, when the alternative is becoming wall graffiti for a haunted shed, I guess I don’t have much of a choice.

Hyperthymesia. Those with this condition can remember every detail of their lives from something as significant as the world’s turning point to something as small and as insignificant as a minor fleeting thought. They cannot forget and their thirst for knowledge allows them to be considered a genius in some senses. Legend has it that Ji Yushi was this kind of genius. In addition, it was said that he was gay, and very beautiful. As soon as the news that he was going to support Tianqiong’s seventh squad broke out, it sent everyone buzzing. Everyone knew that the captain of the seventh squad, Song Qinglan, was a hoodlum and deeply homophobic. He not only relied on his super-powerful abilities to become the dark horse on the battlefield in less than two years, but he also hates it when those at the top forces a flower vase* into his squad. Sure enough, Song Qinglan announced in front of everyone, “Useful? Us brothers are going out there working ourselves to the bone, we don’t need a little genius who can only speedread quantum waves!” Later. The squad was forced into a dire situation during their mission. That beautiful little genius calmly continued, every gunfire hitting the mark, his fighting power peaking. Song Qinglan begged in front of everyone, “Adviser Ji, stay.” At the end, he added, “I’ll work myself to the bone for you.” - Ji Yushi had a secret. He would often be awake at night, suffering from memory overload and recurring nightmares. There was only one thing that could let him fall asleep peacefully. And that was Song Qinglan.

A happy family, a loving girlfriend, good friends, and reliable coworkers. I had all of those. Until I fell into a coma. They registered me as brain dead. I wasn't. I heard everything. I heard my girlfriend and parents unable to wait for me to die. Waiting for them to cash out the insurance. I heard people coming in, none of them wanting to be at my side. Only out of obligation or to get pity. Only one person came before they pulled the pug on my life. The friend that supported me all my life. Creeped me out at times but always just so reliable. "I know they killed you. I'm going to kill them all. Everyone that's hurt you. I don't know who killed you so I'll kill them all. I should have locked you up when I had the chance. Why didn't I? I'll follow you after you die. Once everyone else is dead I'll follow you and I'll be a girl next time. I lock you up. You'll never leave me." Although those words creeped me out I realized that meant he was the only one who cared. I vowed in the next life, who cares if he's a little creepy. He actually cares about me. Then I died, and woke up. 7 years in the past. This time I'll avoid the pain. Hey yandere best friend. I don't need anyone else. *Trigger Warning* Violence, Straight up Torture, Stalking

Selene knew her eight-year anniversary would be unforgettable, but not in the way it turned out. At a lavish dinner, her long-term boyfriend and new fiance drops the bomb...he’s ending their relationship. Heartbroken and aimless, she wanders the city streets, desperate for clarity. Her wandering takes her to a buzzing nightclub, where she’s dealt another crushing blow, her now ex-boyfriend cozied up with none other than her best friend. Overwhelmed by grief and anger, Selene decides she won’t let them walk all over her. In a bold move, she seeks out someone who can make her ex and former friend regret their choices, a man of power and influence, her boss, Nathaniel Evans. But Nathaniel isn’t just any stranger, he has harbored feelings for Selene for years. When she offers a proposal, a contractual relationship designed to elevate her status and make her ex realize what he’s lost, Nathaniel is torn. It’s everything he’s ever wanted, yet far from how he dreamed it would be. As the terms of their arrangement pull them closer, Nathaniel's genuine love begins to clash with Selene’s calculated plan. Will she see the depth of his feelings, or will her pursuit of revenge blind her to the possibility of true love?

"Yet, beneath the surface, the atmosphere buzzed with curiosity and mischief, especially with the arrival of the new student. As I stepped into the room, an unsettling silence descended upon the class. Not that I was surprised, it always happened. Silence was my domain. I thrived in it. The stillness, the absence of sound, felt like home. It was where I belonged, where I could let the emptiness within me expand and consume. Actually I loved it. Silence wasn't just my preference.. it's a necessity. It's where I liked to dwell it's where everything turns black and you'll just drench in it and fill my empty void of darkness, to please my hungry sides and calm my spirits, to veil the memories i couldn't erase. I've always been left in the dark in every area and rather than being lost in it. I find peace, everything went dark when my Mother's death occurred, when my innocence was ruined and forgotten, when my dad abandoned me to life, i gave up all of it. The world has taken everything from me, I was the definition of empty valuless barrel and in return I had taken my darkness as my solace, I had embraced it and let it sleep in every corner of my existence, i chose a new part to make everyone pay, to gracefully take what's not mine, to mark it, claim it, to take joy, hopes and liv----- "Class, please welcome Alaric Damian. He'll be joining us and studying with you all from today." a voice echoed beside me. +_+ What was that? I reached out and grabbed a glowing diamond amulet, its brilliance cutting through the darkness of the mysterious room I suddenly found myself in. As my fingers closed around it, the ground beneath me began to crack and crumble. Before I could react, the entire room collapsed into nothingness. Now, I was standing on the edge of an impossibly large staircase suspended in the clouds. I could barely tell up from down, the fog around me so dense it was disorienting. But as I looked ahead, my eyes caught something: the stairs behind me disappeared with each step I took forward. There was no going back. +_+ "You're interesting.., you talk a lot for someone ....your size... but at least you.... smell nice," he remarked. I blinked, unsure how to respond. He was showing no expression or emotions...what kind of being is this..why would you just say that out of the blue. "What!?" I gawked at him, my mind struggling to process whether it was an insult or a compliment.... +_+ Two different worlds collide; Will it destroy or become one?.... will it be advantageous or disadvantageous?.... Will there be peace or war?... Two side are missing!.... Is it really meant to be?... Don't leave your curiosity hanging, and drench in the chapters with me...

Aster Umera was a normal college student. A college student with a creepy professor. Oops, now he's a murderer. And now he's a college student with the soul of a young boy sharing his body. Double oops. The two are now on a race against time to find and stop Aster's evil professor from messing with time. How could this week get any worse...

Vansis and Selvia Blake weren’t your typical siblings. Sure, they fought like cats and dogs, but their family came with a unique feature: they couldn’t die if they killed each other. Beheaded? Disemboweled? Thrown off a cliff? They’d wake up an hour later, annoyed but alive. For the twins, this was a lifestyle choice. They called it training. Everyone else called it deeply unsettling. Things got messy after their dad kicked the bucket under suspiciously peaceful circumstances, leaving behind a cryptic will and zero instructions. One ill-advised trip to a creepy underground altar later, Selvia couldn’t resist touching a glowing rune Vansis specifically told her not to touch. Boom. Magic powers, new world, total chaos. Now, Vansis is stuck babysitting Selvia, who decided to take a coma-level nap just when everything started trying to kill them. Survival’s tough enough, but he’s got one rule: nobody kills Selvia except me. (Author’s note: Hey, just a heads-up—this story is kinda a side project, so don’t expect updates past the first chapter anytime soon. I’ve got another novel to wrap up first, and trust me, it’s eating up all my free time. That said, I’d love to hear your thoughts, ideas, or even wild theories about where this could go—I’ll definitely keep them in mind for whenever I circle back to this chaos. Thanks for sticking around, and I promise, this will eventually gets updated, hopefully)

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Kim Seongjin, a slick conman, gets his life turned upside down when he’s dragged into the body of a failed k-pop trainee after some creepy-ass phone call. Now, he's stuck in a shitty survival show where he has to sing, dance, and pretend to give a damn about being an idol. With no way out, Seongjin plans to scam the whole system, but the entertainment world is a nightmare full of drama, backstabbing, and idiots. As he fights his way through, he starts to wonder if he can get the hell out of this mess without completely losing his shit. [Hello everyone! This is my first idol novel so please be indugent with me... Good reading to all and thank you for reading this novel.]

As a fallen angel opposing the gods for humanity's sake, I faced laughter from divine beings. In response, they cast me down to endure mortal pain. 'Damn you, gods! I'll live a better life, becoming the global lord, seeking to kill each one of you for humanity's sake.' I closed my eyes in the face of laughter and those creepy faces. Consumed by hatred and a thirst for revenge, my only mistake was pitying suffering mortals. Is it fair to put them on trial and play with their lives just because they are mortals? For humanity's sake, I'll get my revenge. Just because we are good people, we don't deserve to be trampled. Just wait; I'll show you the real hell every day, you immortals

The world was buzzing with excitement over the launch of The Gates, the first MMORPG in virtual reality capable of offering almost perfect immersion. Promising an unprecedented experience, the game goes beyond what any other has achieved, blending cutting-edge technology with an endless universe of possibilities. However, what truly boosted its popularity was the mystery surrounding its storyline and the true nature of the game. As players dive deeper into this virtual world, they begin to uncover secrets that could change everything they know about The Gates—and even the reality they live in

A tale about the rings of the seven kingdoms. It's powers and mysteries. What lies below for the descendant of one of the keepers of the rings. Fiona, a teen who Is embraced In wealth and honour. Her rich and expensive lifestyle Is being tested when she finds out she has powers. Her life took a turn after meeting the handsome, and mysterious Twilight Fall. Highschool ended up being more enchanting than she thought. Finding the lost rings and her families past truth. What will she find on this journey. Love, hatred or something even more than she could Imagine. His dark eyes and her brown sunny eyes. The journey for night and day Is what she will unveil with Twilight. Going through hell to find the rings before It gets Into the wrong hands, Fiona would travel through lands and worlds.   "Are you lost?". He just smirked by the question asked by me. I was the lost one. " You don't speak or,..." . I paused as he made a step forward.         "Me, lost.....". He finally spoke. My eyes were so opened with shock, hearing his voice. He had a calm yet strict voice It was so beautiful I thought he was singing.     "OH! Sorry, I thought you were lost. Besides, If your not lost what you doing In a dark cave with a creepy glowing creature". I looked at his creature as It perched on his shoulder.         He then opens his cloak and smiles. "Pardon, but Violet Is not a creature she's a friend". I looked at him with a puzzled expression. 'Who takes a creature as a friend?'. I thought to my self.         He stepped closer again, with just two step from me. "If you knew where you are, one would know thee who speaks out to the unknown". He spoke with his hands crossed behind his back.         I looked at him confused. What did he just say?. He was giving me more questions than answers.       "I don't have time for this I need to get out of here. My sisters might be looking for me". I said as I tried looking for a way out but, the only way out was to jump back Into the dark pit.           My heart jumped Into my mouth,as I almost fell into the pit again.         "It seems this fair maiden wants to die Immediately". As he smiles with pleasure, like he was mocking me.         "Can I be of some help". He asked politely, for once. I just froze up In fright, as I was not sure of who or what he is. "Come on, I don't bite". As he smirks dubiously.         I hesitated for a while, but I finally stepped a bit closer, with our nose almost touching. It was either I follow this beautiful essence, or die here In this creepy cave.       He pulled me with one hand, as his other hand was gesturing something, like he was performing some kind of jazz or voodoo I thought. I thank God I wasn't close to the little light. Cause It was at his right shoulder.         He suddenly closes his eyes. And like that.... , we were going through the cave walls like ghosts. His other arm was placed behind his back, as he just closed his eyes like he was dead.         I just watched his gawking appearance. His shining white hair, that looked like he cleansed them In a star, his light skin with no sign of scratches, marks, he was just smoothed by just looking at him, his lips were heart shaped with glistering effect, like he uses lip gloss.         I was just jealous looking at him. He finally opened his eyes. "We're here". He alerted all forgotten me. I released my self from his hold, as I saw my sisters calling my name. I was so relieved. I turned to thank him but, he was gone. N.B Cover not mine, from Pinterest. * No rape *