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How far would you go to save your family? Would you take a life for them? A hundred? A thousand? How many before your conscience finally screams, "Enough"? They answered this question with [Ruination]—an unprecedented catastrophe that wiped out countless universes, all for the faintest chance to reclaim what was lost. No hesitation. No regret. Perhaps the Heavens sought to reward them for their love—or punish them for the slaughter of untold worlds. Either way, they were granted a second chance—to return to the past and reshape their fate. In a world where every lifeform’s destiny is predetermined by the Heavens, NOX and Lucas uncover a chilling truth: the purpose of life is not merely to exist, but to pursue [Transcendence]. One is destined to achieve [Transcendence], while the other—whether willing or unwilling—must assist another in achieving it. Follow NOX and Lucas, as one is fated to transcend, while the other is doomed to be forgotten by history. Can they break free from their predetermined paths? Or will they scream, “I will defy the Heavens!” like a protagonist in a Dragon Country novel? Can the Heavens tolerate such blasphemy?

Superpowers, well, those exist in every being, but they can be rather... weak. So, to get powerful -- I mean truly powerful -- one would have to call on the ones who gave the powers to begin with. And with that ecstasy and strength that follows, there is an ensuing price that must be paid. The price, being rather extreme, forced the superhumans to adapt and create a way to stop these traumatic deaths, thus introducing an academy. But the ones who gave the power, they want to see superhumans in pain and so they try to tempt these superhuman students. They fail often, but with the superhumans they succeed with, it leaves them smiling. And once they have a grip on this superhuman, the process is irreversible, unless… there was someone who reached to the power beyond them.

Many people wish to escape this boring life, or rather, everyone does. I was no different we also one of them. 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. We are going to used by them. Covered in blood, Avinash screamed, “One day, I’ll have them all beneath my feet!” Hero? What a joke.If by chance I survived.I show what is real hell. Suddenly window appears update complete loading...

"Lucifer," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the screams that filled the air. The metallic scent of blood choked her senses as she watched him move—slicing through bodies like they were nothing, his every movement precise, merciless. Blood splattered across his face, darkening the sharp edges of his jaw, but his eyes... his eyes were what made her breath hitch. They weren’t the same warm brown she had once drowned in. They burned with an untamed rage, cold and soulless. And then they found hers. Green met fire. Tears clung to her lashes, her chest rising and falling in uneven breaths. But Alessio Moretti—Lucifer himself—froze the second he saw her. Angel D’souza had been the wrong girl to be ***napped, just a mistake. But somehow, she had become his undoing. The man she had fallen for, the man who had made her feel safe in the darkest of nights, was now standing before her, bathed in crimson, the monster whispered about in nightmares. Her heart pounded. Was this who he truly was? Had she fallen for a lie? He took a step forward, his blade still dripping, his expression unreadable. She took a step back. He noticed. His jaw clenched, something desperate flashing across his face, but she didn’t wait. She turned—heart racing, mind screaming at her to run. But could she ever truly escape him? Would he let her? Or worse… did she even want to?

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!

Eris Valentine has spent her life in a psychiatric hospital, told the monsters she sees are just hallucinations. Then, one night, the power goes out. The screams start. And something steps into her room… and kneels. "Your Highness. The throne awaits." Her "hallucinations" were never just in her head. She is the Monarch of the Red Veil, ruler of nightmares and the in-between. Now that she has awakened, the world will remember why even nightmares need to fear their queen.

"Shuuuu", " You only talk when I ask you to, and scream... when I make you to.... get it? " Min-soo smiled devishly as he kept a cold gaze on her Ji-Hyun,a young woman finds herself forced into a marriage with a man she has never met,so that she will help build the partnership with the Lin's family. As she steps into her new life faced with harsh reality of her situation .Her husband,Min Soo, seems to be hiding secrets beyond his polished facade. As the nights wear off, Ji-Hyun must navigate the treacherous waters of her new marriage, confronting the darkness of her own past, and the mysteries of her husband's true intention.Will she find a way to escape and glide cage of her marriage? or will she learn to love him? "BOND OF DUTY" is a gripping tale of love, loyalty and deception, exploring the complexities of arranged marriage and the secret that lie within the surface of wealth and privilege.

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.

Ten thousand years ago, the sky shattered, the earth bled, and reality screamed. Gods and awakeners clashed against horrors that should not exist......things that twisted minds, devoured souls, and laughed at the concept of death. The world did not win. It survived. The Veil Barrier was forged, sealing away the nightmares at an unfathomable cost. Time passed. The world forgot. But the barrier is rotting. Cracks spread. Whispers crawl. Monsters pour through, dragging something far worse behind them. And in the midst of it all, something else stirs. Not a hero. Not a villain. Not a god. A being that should not exist. One even the horrors feared. The world thinks it won the war. It was wrong.

She, a modern hidden ghost leader of an organization which gathered insane prodigies proficient in the various differing skill-sets. Highly skilled in medicine and poison, executes covert assassinations, viewed as insane and demonic in the eyes of people of the world. Killed in an accident, and reborn into the body of a disfigured young girl. What? Face disfigured, identity stolen? A return to the family dim and hopeless? Her identity can be given up, her family can be forgone, but as for the one who harmed her predecessor who inhabited this same body, if she didn’t at least make them scream in unimaginable agony and throw them into a state of wretchedness, how could she live up to her demonic reputation? Endless turmoil ensues and it’s a battle to dominate over all! See how she shook the world dressed in a suit of red, her sword up against the dominant powers that rocked the Heavens! Her name spread across the seas, shocking the earth!

A man awakens in a pitch-black void, deprived of sensation, time, and meaning. Strangely, he does not starve, nor does he thirst—only his mind remains, restless and unrelenting. As the abyss threatens to consume his sanity, he spirals into madness, laughing, screaming, and rambling without end. What begins as a desperate grasp at logic turns into a revelation. Numbers are not mere symbols; they are reflections of a hidden order that has always existed. Mathematics is not an invention—it is a discovery. The laws of the universe were never created, only uncovered.

Ryuusei Kazama led a quiet life with his family in Tokyo. A 14-year-old boy with dreams, laughter and a future ahead of him... until the world literally collapsed. A devastating earthquake dragged him into the abyss of pain and despair. Screams. Blood. Darkness. When his eyes open again, he is no longer in the world he knew. Before him stands Death itself, watching him with a cold smile. But instead of an end, it offers him a choice... a rebellion. A new destiny awaits him. One in which the gods are not what they seem, and heaven itself could become his enemy. “If heaven has decided my death... then, I will defy heaven.”

Dive into the fractured cosmos, In the cold vacuum of space. No one can hear you scream...but they can hear your stories. These aren't tales of glittering utopias or heroic starfleets.

I yawned, fighting off sleep as my professor droned on about the three-body problem—even though it was notoriously unsolvable. 'Geez, why do we need to learn this?' I thought, shaking my head. Suddenly, a holographic screen materialized before my eyes, its message slicing through the monotony: "Moonfall Has Begun. Your Class Has Been Assigned.” I glanced around, and saw confused faces all over—everyone staring, just as bewildered as I was. 'Does everyone see this?' I wondered, my heart starting to pound. My screen flickered, then declared in bold: Main Class: Astral Equationist. Before I could process any further, a piercing scream shattered the classroom’s uneasy silence. I barely had time to register the sound as chaos erupted around me. Discord: https://discord.gg/FK9GfrSjtb

When justice fails, vengeance takes its place. After his daughter Vanessa suffers a tragic fate at the hands of those she trusted, Horris turns to the one thing more powerful than the law—something ancient, something forbidden. With a single curse, he condemns the world to a slow, merciless death. No one is spared. A nameless plague spreads, twisting flesh, corrupting minds, and reducing order to chaos. As civilization crumbles, the truth becomes clear: this is no ordinary disease. It is retribution. And in a world where the guilty walk free, no one is truly innocent. ... Hours Later… Darius arrived at the hospital, and what he saw terrified him. Dozens of people lay writhing in agony, blood gushing from every opening in their bodies. Reporters, paramedics, and police officers surrounded the area, trying to make sense of the outbreak. “We’re here live at Stanbridge National Hospital, where it appears a deadly disease has broken out,” a reporter said, speaking into the camera. “Symptoms include uncontrollable screaming and severe bleeding from the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.” Darius’ heart pounded. His mind kept flashing back to Horris’ curse. The Doombringer. He scanned the scene and finally spotted Betty, sitting in an ambulance. Stephan lay unconscious on a stretcher beside her. He rushed forward, but the paramedics blocked his path. “That’s my wife!” he protested. “I need to see if she’s okay!” “Sir, now’s not the time,” a paramedic said. “There’s an outbreak, and we have no idea how it spreads. For your safety—and for everyone else’s—we advise you to leave immediately.” “Please, I have to see them,” Darius begged. Before the paramedic could respond, Darius noticed something crawling on the man’s shoulder. “There’s something on you—” The paramedic turned his head—just as the worm leaped onto his neck. The second it burrowed into his skin, the man’s body seized up. A strangled scream tore from his lips as blood exploded from his eyes, mouth, and nose. Darius staggered back in horror. Everywhere he looked, people were screaming. Even the reporter who had been live was now convulsing on the ground, her camera abandoned beside her. A single word echoed in Darius’ mind. Doombringer.

"Deceived by love and destroyed by betrayal, Song Yong's life in Seoul ends in tragedy. But fate's twisted threads weave her into a new destiny as Song Jae, daughter of a powerful Prime Minister in Joseon's treacherous court, in the novel she read before dying. In a world where loyalty is a luxury and power is a deadly game, Song Jae's path collides with Crown Prince Chul Kwan - a ruthless monarch with a reputation for annihilation. His darkness is legendary, and her instincts scream warning. Yet, when she saves him from the brink of death, their fates become inextricably linked. As Song Jae navigates the palace's deadly intrigue, she must confront the monster within the Crown Prince - the same man who slaughtered the original Song Jae in a tale of blood and betrayal. Can she tame his beastly heart, or will his shadows devour her? The line between love and destruction blurs, and Song Jae must choose: surrender to the darkness or defy it."

"Do females fly??" "What?!!! I've never seen one." Parrick said with a frown. "Then why...." he said nonchalantly pointing to the sky where a female was descending at a super sonic speed with a loud scream on the top of her lungs. Parrick gaped at the sky in disbelief. The female clearly had no wings...so how come she was up there! Also...there were no flying beastmen settlements from where the female came from!!! "Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" the female screamed falling from such a high altitude and her scream died down the next minute. "My Lord ...we didn't save her!!!!!" Parrick gaped in utter shock and disbelief. "Her scream surely attracted a number of other males. They'll go rescue her...and you too can go if you badly want to." "Huh!!!!!" Parrick was dumbfounded. "Look!" he said and indeed a group of flying beastmen and other land beastmen were sprinting to the direction the female had fall in. Sydney is swept away by a tornado and is thrown into a different space. She's confused as to why she came to this weird world but she accepts her fate. The people here are half human half beasts and despite being an independent woman back on earth, here she needs a male to survive but not just one.... multiple males. -One male is younger than her -The other is literally a walking legend -Another is venomous, even from mere skin contact. -The other is a hard specimen to understand -Her last male is a walking disaster! Cover design doesn't belong to me. Credit to original owners. Hello guys! It's your beloved author. This is a link to those interested in joining the WhatsApp chat group for litto-ways ♥️. I hope to find you there, in my little world. https://chat.whatsapp.com/GhoWIDjjK4E6ezWDwJ870k

Esterio Caelan’s a visionary, a tech savant forging a device to hurl humanity into a perfect dawn. His mind’s a furnace of brilliance, his invention a heartbeat from revolution. But there’s a shadow in the static—a voice not his own, clawing at the edges of his sanity. The world’s warping fast: spires of bone and light stab the sky, runes pulse like wounds in the dark, and the air hums with menace. Something’s stirring. Something older than gods, sealed beyond the stars when angels still sang and demons bowed. Esterio’s creation isn’t salvation—it’s a lockpick for a cage that’s held since creation’s first scream. His allies see glory, deaf to the cracks splitting the earth, blind to the wings and horns flickering in the haze. He sees it now: every circuit he solders isn’t a step forward—it’s a drumbeat summoning a war between heaven, hell, and something worse. Gods whisper promises, angels sharpen their blades, demons lick the shadows—and Esterio’s the fulcrum. One spark left. He could crown humanity’s future—or crack reality wide open for a reign that predates light itself. Time’s bleeding out, and the choice is his.

Jung Ha-rin, the infamously timid 29 year-old vocalist of the K-Pop group Cheerleader, wanted to die. Her life as an idol was nothing short of miserable. Her time in the K-Pop industry nothing short of killed her. The only way out of this hell was to end it. But when she finally goes through and ends her life, she finds herself in the body of a school boy?! A school boy with the dreams of being an idol at that! “Is this the Hevean I prayed to?!” She screamed.

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!"

Trapped in a factory that breathes like a living nightmare, Nathan unravels a truth darker than fear itself. The shadows whisper his name, twisting memories of his parents into haunting illusions. You were always meant to return. The walls pulse, the air hums with unseen terror. Something ancient is waiting, watching. But Nathan isn’t here to be consumed—he’s here to end it. As the whispers rise to a deafening crescendo, one question remains: Will he escape, or become part of the horror?

they're coming for me! to get it out on me ! should I bite my tongue to death or spank my head and burst it open ,so they can only see the bleeding flesh inside it? no!! that'd be of no use ,that won't stop them . all they want is a flush to inflict suffering on, dead or alive ,it doesn't matter to them ! it's of no use, even if my body is dead and slowly decaying it'd still be warm before it will get cold even if it has no longer a soul , it'd still hurt torture me all you want , throw me into burning pit ,break my head open and put flames in it let my brain burn to blisters and to ashes I'll scream for you even after my vocal chords are twisted do what you want , whatever it is ! , but I ask of you for just that one thing if you have what it takes to do that in your fleeting mercy!!. that four walled store room was eery as it can get ,that person heard a whimperering downstairs the basement , and unlike the one in the store room who resisted none ,the one from the basement cried for mercy and screamed for salvation it was stupid of them to do it so . they can't escape this ,no one can hear them from outside it was in their destiny to rot in there or atleast rot their rationality and minds before they will get out from that castle !!

WSA 2025 Entry ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ Proceed with caution. This is not your average fantasy adventure. Beware. I might as well trap you in my pages. --- "Run, little angel." His voice is velvet, edged with sin—soft enough to make her shiver, dark enough to make her obey. Ariel tries to move, to escape, to fight against the invisible chains pressing against her skin. But he’s already there. Behind her. Before her. Inside her mind. "You can’t leave. Not now. Not ever." His fingers trace the edges of her trembling lips. Heat coils around her wrists, his magic binding her without a single chain. "Say my name, Ariel. Whisper it, scream it, curse it—" his breath burns against her throat, "—but you will never forget it." She gasps as the weight of his words settles into her bones. And then he smiles. "Good girl."

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...

What happens after the end? When death isn’t release, but a door—one that opens to something far worse? Welcome to The Labyrinth, where every path leads to suffering and every death drags you back to the start. It doesn’t want to kill you. It wants to grind you down, again and again, until even your soul forgets how to scream. How many times can you break before there’s nothing left? But what if, instead of breaking, you laugh? What if, stripped of fear, stripped of humanity, you become something...else? In the end, perhaps the only true defiance is to keep walking—no matter how many times the Labyrinth pulls you back. ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞ A.N - Expect heavy philosophy and existentialism. Also expect a really villainous MC, inspired from Fang Yuan. The setting is similar to Maze Runner, only dialed up to 11 and with much, much more violence and death.

Amelia Monroe was nothing—just a weak, voiceless girl in an elite boarding school where cruelty ruled. Bullied, beaten, and left for dead, she lay in the cold, her body shattered, her soul screaming for justice. But fate had other plans.

Some doors should never be opened. Some voices should never be heard. Elara Rook has always been haunted—by whispers in the dark, by fleeting shadows, by the unsettling feeling that she doesn’t belong to just one world. But when she returns to the abandoned Rook estate, the voices become more than just eerie murmurs. They become memories. Vivid. Terrifying. Real. One touch, one vision, and she is thrust into the past—reliving the pain, the terror, and the secrets of spirits who refuse to be forgotten. A girl trapped in a room that no longer exists. A scream that echoes through time. A warning buried beneath the house’s rotting bones. As Elara digs deeper, she realizes she’s not just an observer—she’s a key. And something, or someone, is waiting for her to open the final door. Somewhere beyond the veil, the dead are watching. And they are whispering her name.

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.)

UWAHHHHHHHHHH!!! It’s a monster!!! The one screaming is me!!! The rollercoaster survival story of Kim Geun-chul, a lower-ranked student at the academy! NOTE: the chapter kinda jumping around, so read it with this information! read at your own risk. ⚠️This is not my work! I'm just translating the raws. If the owner wants me to remove it, just let me know, and I'll take it down.⚠️

Chris Zayden, a wealthy CEO with a dangerous past, becomes obsessed with Hema, a kind and hardworking Indian woman who works for his company. What starts as love quickly turns into a deadly game of secrets and revenge . Hema hides a painful truth about Chris, while his dark obsession pushes them both to their limits. As betrayal and anger take over, their lives spiral out of control. Will they destroy each other, or will love find a way to survive in the midst of all the chaos? A gripping tale of love, revenge, and redemption. Hema, “I thought I was ending a nightmare, but instead, I created a demon. Chris Zayden was already a monster—cold, ruthless, and terrifying. But when I made the choice to take everything from him, I didn’t realize I wasn’t just destroying him; I was remaking him. Every scream, every tear, every ounce of pain he inflicted on me after that was my own doing. I turned the monster into something worse—an unstoppable evil fueled by vengeance and obsession. And now, I’m trapped in the hell I built with my own hands.”