Futurama Fry Screaming

The World ended in fires and screams. Civilization fell, Entire Cities got wiped out. Survival is the only law left in a world filled with monsters. Ethan doesn't believe in miracles-only in bullets,blades and the will to live on. But when Ethan stumbles upon a frail girl who shouldn't have survived this long then everything changes. She knows something the monsters fear. And now Ethan has a choice- Either to stay the lone wolf that he has always been or be part of something bigger. Mercy is a weakness in a world where Gods are long dead. But maybe-just maybe there's hope, If He is willing to bleed for it.

Many people wish to escape this boring life, or rather, everyone does. I was no different. But back then, I hadn’t been summoned to another world. It didn’t take long for us to realize that this place was a true hell. Covered in blood, Avinash screamed, “One day, I’ll have them all beneath my feet!” Hero? What a joke.

He is the most prestigious and mysterious man, the head of ZMI Agency's special agents. A person of immense influence. Just how influential? He says, find out for yourself! * She is a foreign-born master of criminal psychology, a psychological counselor at a correctional facility. A small fry who is always hungry for more. How small? She says, none of your business! * Zhan Se can't understand why, in just a short bathroom break, she was ensnared by such a cold, dignified, evil, domineering, awesome... a benefactor who is described with all the positive adjectives usually associated with the male protagonists in novels... What?!! She owed him six years ago? Not only did she owe him, but she also has a 6-year-old bun calling her mom? Holy moly! Since they both have a child together, who actually owes whom? ————————●Alternative Edition Introduction●———————— This is a guidebook for a nerdy girl's road to success. This is a must-have secret manual for marital roads. This is an encyclopedia on criminal psychology. This is the life journey of a woman who every man dreams of, working her way up. Urban marriage, rich family scandal, case tracking. All is revealed in "The Surprising Marriage Journey"… Indulgence is boundless, love and affection are reinterpreted! Nothing is the best, there is only better! Reading online novels, for the sense of satisfaction! Cracking melon seeds and peeling peanuts, sit in a row and taste together. Taste the power, color, fame, and wealth, and watch the various states of sentient beings with a smile. (Note: ① This book is one-on-one, absolutely clean, those who dislike the author and the author's writing style should avoid this pit) (Note: ② This book is purely fictitious, and there is no need to verify its authenticity. Reading the text comes with a lightning rod, no compensation for discomfort)

Years ago, at the beginning of everything, the phenomenon that we know today as the big bang occurred, and with it came the first scream, a scream that provided prosperity and abundance but above all it provided creation. The Big Bang started everything we know. The first scream started everything we will know.

That guy was my friend's boyfriend. After they fought, he came home and said he wanted my opinion. What exactly made his girlfriend change? I, who didn't have a bad feeling at all, put him in the house. Then he killed me! That bastard stabbed me multiple times with a kitchen knife and killed me. Even though he knew tomorrow was my wedding day. How sad. A death that made me curse all efforts. But, what could I do? I thought I was dead. I did. Because at that moment I didn't feel any air in my lungs. Because everything went dark. I didn't know anything until I opened my eyes and saw a beautiful ceiling with crystal chandeliers. Are there hospitals like this? I'm sure that even if the apartment I lived in was sold, I wouldn't be able to buy that crystal chandelier! "She's alive! SHE'S ALIVE! LADY ELEONORA IS ALIVE!" I turned my head and saw an old woman running while screaming. I'm alive? Really? But who is Eleonora? I'm Cristy! I don't understand anything yet. Not a single thing. People started introducing themselves as my parents, future in-laws, and fiancé. But I knew that none of them were telling the truth! Their smiling faces were terrifying masks. My gut screamed at me to run away. And I knew that my gut never lied!

The jeers followed her like a persistent shadow. "Murderer!" the crowd screamed, their faces contorted in a grotesque parody of the adoration she once commanded. Just months ago, they had screamed her name, their voices a deafening roar as she shimmied across the stage, a beacon of light and pop perfection. Now, their cheers had morphed into venomous hisses, their eyes burning with a hatred that chilled her to the bone. Noelle clutched her lawyer's arm, his face a mask of grim determination. The cameras flashed, capturing her every move, every tremor of fear. The headlines screamed: "Pop Princess Plummets: Noelle Accused of Murder." The irony wasn't lost on her. Her life, once a carefully constructed fairytale of fame and fortune, had become a grotesque tragedy. The trial was a circus. The whispers, the sneers, the relentless scrutiny – it was a constant assault on her senses. Her once loyal fans, the ones who'd plastered her face on their bedroom walls, now reveled in her downfall. They devoured every salacious detail, every whispered accusation, every tear she dared to shed. The verdict was a foregone conclusion. Guilty. Noelle watched the judge pronounce the sentence, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief and despair. Death by lethal injection. ‘At least they did not give me the electric chair’ she thought to herself in a poor attempt at humor. * Months later, a solitary figure knelt at her grave, the wind whipping at his hair. Rain lashed down, mirroring the tears that streamed down his face. "I'm sorry, Areum," he sobbed, his voice hoarse with grief. "I'm so sorry I was too late." He clutched a single, wilted rose, its petals stained crimson, a poignant reminder of the life that had been brutally extinguished. * Noelle is a bright star who has the world at her feet, she feels no guilt about being the other woman coming between a husband and his wife. After all, Evan had been in love with her since they were teenagers. The only reason he married Ma-Ri was because his family demanded it, if he had a choice he would surely have picked her… When she gets wrongfully accused of murdering Ma-Ri, she loses everything and is sentenced to death, everyone including Evan turn against her and she is left to die a miserable death. She is reborn and this time she faces the humiliation of being the woman who is being cheated on. She is determined to end the cycle and not let the future she had seen come to pass, she decides to step out of the picture and focus on her career. In doing so, everything changes, Evan clings to her and refuses to let her go, a mysterious stranger who has been studying her also steps in and decides to fight for a chance to be with her.

They shattered Ethan’s world—betrayed him, broke him, left him to rot. But some wounds don’t heal. They fester, turning into something darker. Now, he’s back, not as the man they once knew, but as a force of reckoning. With every step, he hunts them down, his vengeance painted in blood. Their screams don’t move him, their pleas mean nothing. This isn’t justice. This isn’t redemption. This is payback.

I’ve killed thousands before, in a world far from this one, and I’ll kill thousands more before I’m done. This place is nothing new—just another hunting ground, filled with the same fragile, oblivious prey. They scream the same, beg the same, die the same. Their fear tastes just as sweet. With my gift, I can be anyone and I can be anywhere. By the time they realize what I am, they’ll already be bleeding out in my hands. ——— Art on cover is by u/tj_ill on Reddit (I can take it down! I asked for permission to use their art but I haven't received a response yet. I used it nonetheless because it genuinely looks unsettling—the perfect choice.)

It is about a 25 year old man who got hit by a truck then instead of getting reincarnated he was send to the void where it's the before existence, time, space or any concepts where born then he decided to meditate and become one with the void that made me into a entity beyond any powerful beings in existence then decided to reincarnate while keeping his abilities and power into a androgynous girl name Mona Fry

"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. ps: Will be posting this story on Royal Road

Chase is born of no house or family to speak of, except for a sickly father, and his mother who vanished the day he was born, however years after the birth of Chase, his father still often speaks of her as if she was a true goddess. One day the story will begin, when Chase finds himself waking to the smell of embers, the screams of agony, and the beginning of chaos. For on that day, a Boy was Born...

"Let me go!" Ivy screamed, her body struggling against the man’s grip. But Alaska only stared at her coldly, carrying her effortlessly despite her resistance. With steady steps, he took her deeper into his world. "Go? Don’t even think about it," Alaska hissed, his voice sharp as a blade. "You are mine, and I will never let you go." Under the obsessive hold of this cold yet captivating man, Ivy’s life turned into a nightmare that slowly ensnared her heart.

I woke up in a dark dungeon, my body screaming in agony, reeking of death. The air was thick with decay, each breath clawing at my throat. My mind was blank, a hollow void. "Who am I?" I whispered, but no answer came. Stumbling into the world beyond, I was greeted by thick fog and cold silence. The ground was littered with gutted bodies and shattered swords—fragments of lives lost to battles I couldn’t begin to understand. The monsters I’d killed to get here felt like a prelude to something worse. I couldn’t stop wondering about the stories behind the broken swords, the fallen warriors. Maybe my own story lay hidden among them. They say curiosity killed the cat. I can only hope my curiosity ends up killing me too.

no, no no! Don’t die on me.. Wally screamed holding tightly onto the life less body of this wife ,everything around him seem to have come to a stop,watching her stop breathing.. Few months ago, he wouldnt have pictured himself in that kind of position, caring, hurting ,loosing his mind and love? It sure was the last thing on his mind When he decided to make her his one year Project.. A project he lost himself in ……. Who is ready for my new story?

Dive into a world of stories ranging from the most ridiculous to the most heart-wrenching. Laugh your heart out or scream in fear of the amazing collection of wonderful tales in this "novel".

Akira, a teen shattered by his abusive mother and hatred for humanity, resolves to leap from an abandoned building. Lisa, a classmate with mind-reading powers, confronts him, exposing his pain and the lingering goodness he denies. Amid screams and self-destruction, Akira collapses, surviving with broken hands and fractured resolve. Hospitalized, he awakens to Lisa’s exhausted but steadfast presence—her green eyes and quiet strength hinting at unspoken bonds. As dawn breaks, she becomes a flicker of light in his darkness. But trauma’s grip is relentless: Can her empathy outlast his nihilism? In a world he loathes, is survival a curse… or a chance to rewrite it?

When Rolex was only five, his world was shattered—his father, a righteous advocate, was brutally executed for challenging a powerful don. His mother and sister suffered a fate even crueler, their screams forever etched into his soul. Yet, for reasons unknown, the gang chose to spare him. For twenty years, Rolex lived in fear, haunted by relentless nightmares and the suffocating weight of his past. Every shadow felt like a threat, every scream a reminder of his helplessness. But fear can only hold back a man for so long. The day finally comes when something inside him snaps—the terror is consumed by rage, and in its place, a demon is born.

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25 weeks. 26 stories. Updates every Thursday until 26/12/2024. "Scream scream scream, oh your Lowly Screams. Pretty pretty pretty, the blood from your veins. Cunning cunning cunning, everything trying to hunt you. Bleeding crying dying, but don't panic have patience - your turn shall come too." A collection of 26 horror stories, each about a different fear/ fright. It'll get disgusting with gore and psychotism. Some messing with the brain. Don't start, if you can't continue. And once you start... don't panic, have patience. Your turn shall come too. No further context on what is to come - but if you can't bear the very first one (which I've envisioned to be the lightest of all) then do not tread any further! TRIGGER WARNING: Major gore. Cruel concepts and views. None of these are personal views and they aren't expected to motivate any sort of agendas. They are mere fictions. Please contact professionals in case you have the urge for any of this, or feel threatened in any similar ways. Mental health matters! Also, no specific warnings shall be provided at the start of stories!

Edwin Murray was an ordinary college student until he witnessed a scene that would change his life forever. A crack appeared in space when he was in class. The fractured space produced sucked him along with his other class. "Worship the blood sea!" " The sea that gave life to all beings. The origin, The Great Father." Hundreds of people screaming at the top of their lungs on a cliff above a cast crimson ocean. No, it wasn't water it was blood with unimaginable depth. One by one people lined up at the edge of the cliff. Eventually hundreds of people regardless of gender, age, and strength jump into the vast blood sea. In the depths of the blood where not even light could reach was a small fetus. The opened it's eyes as the sea shook. Invisible chains coiled around the fetus restraining it. Returning to it's deep slumber leaving the its last remaining thought. " One day this world will no longer be able to restrain me!" (The cover art does not belong to me and the credit is to the artist who created it. If the artist wants me to take it down, contact me and I'll take it down.)

Haruto a seemingly normal average 16 years old high schooler was suddenly transported into another world. With no way of knowing how or why he was sent here Haruto decided to investigate this world to find clues as to why he was summoned. When suddenly he heard the scream of a lone girl who was being rob by two elderly men. While trying his best to save the girl he had met for the first time he almost died as a result which awakened the desire for power. _____ (A/N: If you notice any errors or broken contexts while reading, please let me know. I'll go back and make the necessary corrections.)

[I am evil. I have always been a true menace, and these qualtites only fermented as he grew older. My past of bouncing around foster homes springboarded me into my life of crime- my life of dark allyways, violent brawls, and screaming women. And so, the last thing i expected to happen to me was to b e 'chosen' for transmigration- if you call 'chosen' being brutally strangled by a vigilante in the early hours of the morning. Now, incarnated into the body of a disgraced noble, it's up to me to wield my power how I see fit! i'll makee the peasent girls service me- or face the consequences! Wait what? What do you mean punishment? What military penance???]

She walks through a bend, he follows. She steps onto her Porsche, he follows. She climbs the steep of stairs, wondering if he is there now. Her heart beats fast. She is unsure how to feel, scared or confident? A presence holds her tightly, drawing her into his arms, tightly. She feels his embrace. It should be warm, but her inner thoughts spur gear and she screams with anxiety..... "Let me go"! He ignores her screams and holds onto her, firmly! At this point, she gives up!

“Don’t you dare come close to me” Hazel screamed almost yelling in the loud bar “How come this husband can’t come close to his own wife? Was it because I let you off the first time” Alex said quite angry as his face was cold as ice “You didn’t let me off! I just wasn’t easy myself!” “I wouldn’t force you to come to me! I can just destroy your family with an order!” Alexander said before turning back to leave untillll…..

Agent Cullen Fletcher lives for his job at the FBI, and he’s more than ready for his next assignment—raiding a cult compound and putting their leader behind bars. But he isn’t prepared for Savannah and her knock you on your ass good looks. At nineteen, she’s too old for foster care and too damaged to live on her own. With nowhere else to go and against his better judgment Cullen takes her in. But helping her out won’t be easy. He comforts her through screaming nightmares and escaping the lingering fears of her past, but that’s the easy part. Her preference to sleep cuddled up next to his warm body, and her desire to please him in every way makes her harder and harder to resist.

It was supposed to be another normal dnd session but in the next moment I felt my whole body pulled into the desktop and into the fantasy world. But not in the city my character was in but an uknown city geared with basic equipment and lost without nowhere to go, A wolf!? I crossed my arm to guard [rolling hit with advantage..{1,1} Fail the wolf missed his bite and stumbled on its feet, feeling threatened by your existence and immaculate way of you dodging it ran away in fear] Reading the floating bar I screamed internally "You have gotten to be kidding me!"

[My WSA 2024 Entry novel! Please vote] Yōta's day went from normal to "What the heck?!" faster than you can say "isekai." One moment, he's an average sixteen-year-old playing video games in his room; the next, he's in the body of a scrawny boy named Sol, right in the middle of a raging war. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm gonna die! AGAIN!!" he screamed. This wasn't anything like those fantasy novels he had read of where the hero gets cheat powers and a cushy life as a noble. Nope, Yōta was stuck in the body of a weakling with zero abilities, no powerful physique, and on a battlefield to boot!

To Mila and her friends, an old abandoned shed in the middle of a forest seems like the perfect place to play Truth or Dare. But their innocent game is being interrupted by a disturbing scream. And Suddenly, Mila's best friend has disappeared. To find her, the friends have to go deeper into the woods, unaware of what is living within. Solving mysteries and puzzles seems to be the only way out but one wrong step and they might fall into the arms of a monster scarier than death itself. Credits for synopsis @Chuck45Single

“Good. Let’s get started,” I felt a surge of fear, but I knew I had no choice. I slowly began to strip off my clothes, my hands shaking. I laid down on the bed, trying to prepare myself for what was to come. The Lycan King undressed himself, eyes never leaving mine. He mounted on top of me, his weight crushing me. He spread my legs apart, and I felt a searing pain as he entered me. I screamed, the sound tearing from my throat. But he didn’t stop. He continued to thrust into me, “Please,” I begged, my voice hoarse from screaming. But he didn’t. He kept going harder. ~~~ I always wanted to be with my mate and thought he would help me escape my unhappy life. But my mate rejected me because I’m plus-size. And also, I got sold to him in exchange of my parents debts. I wonder, should I blame the moon goddess for making me plus-size? #Daily Updates- 3-4 chapters daily!#. #Your Power Stones Bestowed Upon The Book Are My Motivations#.