Pumpkin Panic Speedrun

"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.

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!

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector comes to carve a payment from her body, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain permits only male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything is going according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold and unwavering authority, starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison of its own as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath cold allure lies a darkness Violet can’t ignore, a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to!'

The empire encompassed endless twinkling stars, but in this dark and terrifying distant future, there were only endless wars. ...... Gu Hang became the governor of a wasteland planet, where previous governors had all been executed for failing to deliver the tithe on time. Monsters and Low Energy Storms rampaged, survivor factions schemed against each other, technological regression, low productivity, the resurgence of Evil Gods, Green Skin Orcs taking root and sprouting... "Don't panic just yet, let me check the panel below." [Military Tokens], [Heroes], [Technology], [Events]... Starting as the planetary governor, he would build fleets that traversed the Star Sea, suppressing all alien forms, heretics, traitors, and demons of chaos! Although I formed battle groups on my own, funded Battle Nuns, diverted the imperial tax, and disregarded deployment orders... I knew I was fiercely loyal! Traitors? This is clearly the Third Empire!

He was the king of the business world, and it was rumored that he liked men. Because of this, Michelle Campbell agreed to marry him. After the marriage, she suddenly realized that he was a big liar! Three years ago, Michelle Campbell was still a Cinderella in a poor village when she accidentally saved the injured mysterious stranger. When the man left, he took away the necklace that her grandmother gave her with her name engraved on it. He said tyrannically, “I will keep this token. I will repay you one day.” Three years later, the man sees the girl in his bed and panics. As her tender red lips curled up to arouse his desire, he realized that the girl who had been tricked by her boyfriend and sent to his bed was the one who saved him. "Don't hide when I tell you to come over. Don't reject when I give you a present. Also, your love for me… don't let it stop!"" He ordered her domineeringly. Michelle Campbell immediately said, "Dream on!" However, his smile was unfathomable. "What a coincidence. I'm best at turning dreams into reality!"

He approached her and announced domineeringly, "Ten million, you're mine!" Little did he know that she would smash his head and flee in panic! Five years later, for the sake of her young son, she endured humiliation and became his wife, always on guard around him, "Get out, what are you doing coming in?" His handsome face darkened, "Woman, you couldn't have forgotten that we are husband and wife, could you?"

The forest was unusually quiet that evening, its towering trees casting long shadows under the dim glow of the setting sun. Selene Rivers adjusted her scarf against the biting autumn chill, her boots crunching against the blanket of fallen leaves. She'd come to the woods for solace, hoping the isolation would help her clear her thoughts. Life in the small town of Everhollow had been far from eventful—until tonight. She hadn't planned to stay out late, but as the sun dipped below the horizon, she realized she'd wandered farther than usual. The air felt different now—heavier, as though the forest itself was holding its breath. A low growl shattered the silence. Selene froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned slowly, scanning the woods, but nothing stirred. Her pulse raced as she quickened her pace, her breath visible in the icy air. The growl came again, louder this time, followed by the unmistakable sound of snapping twigs. Panic surged through her veins. Selene broke into a run, weaving between the trees, her instincts screaming at her to flee. But she wasn't fast enough. A massive wolf leapt from the shadows, landing a few feet ahead of her. Its fur was jet-black, its golden eyes gleaming with predatory intent. Selene skidded to a halt, her breath hitching. The creature snarled, baring sharp teeth that glinted in the moonlight. Her mind raced. Wolves weren't supposed to be this big. This wasn't an ordinary animal—it radiated an unnatural intelligence, its gaze locked onto hers with almost human intensity. "Stay back," she whispered, though she knew it was futile. The wolf crouched, muscles coiling as it prepared to pounce. Selene closed her eyes, bracing for the worst. A deafening roar echoed through the forest, and the black wolf was suddenly thrown sideways by a blur of movement. Selene's eyes snapped open as two figures tumbled across the forest floor—a second wolf, larger and more imposing, its fur a stormy gray streaked with silver. The two beasts clashed violently, their growls shaking the air. Selene stumbled backward, her instincts urging her to run, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. The gray wolf fought with ferocity, its movements fluid and precise, as though it had been trained for this moment. After a brutal exchange of claws and teeth, the black wolf let out a pained yelp and darted into the shadows, disappearing into the depths of the forest. The gray wolf stood still, its chest heaving as it watched the retreating figure. Slowly, it turned to face Selene. She should have been terrified. But as the wolf's piercing blue eyes met hers, she felt an odd sense of calm. There was no malice in its gaze—only curiosity and something she couldn't quite place. And then it happened. Before her eyes, the wolf began to shift. Its massive frame contorted, bones cracking and reshaping, fur receding to reveal pale skin. Selene's breath caught as the creature transformed into a man.

Five heroes from different corners of the world, each with their own unique strengths and backgrounds, were drawn together by a common threat. The name Malacoda had begun to echo through the shadows—whispered in fear by those who knew the old stories. Malacoda, also known as Garma, was a being of immense power who had been resurrected by Erebus, the emperor of a distant, brutal world. Erebus had made a dark promise to Malacoda: immortality and the power to rule as king on Earth if he could bend humanity to his will. With his resurrection, Malacoda was filled with a renewed sense of purpose. He was not merely a weapon for Erebus; he was a conqueror in his own right. To announce his return, Malacoda sent three of his most loyal servants to Earth. Their message was simple and chilling: Malacoda had come to Earth, and the world had two weeks to decide whom they would serve. Would they bow before him, or face the consequences of their defiance? The announcement spread like wildfire, igniting fear and chaos across the globe. Governments scrambled to respond, while ordinary people were gripped by panic. In the midst of this turmoil, the five heroes—strangers to each other, yet united by fate—began to prepare for the coming battle. They each had their reasons for joining the fight. One sought redemption for past failures; another was driven by a sense of duty to protect the innocent. Each of them brought something different to the table: unmatched strength, cunning intelligence, mystical powers, and unshakable courage. They trained relentlessly, knowing that the odds were against them, but refusing to back down. As the two weeks passed, the tension in the air grew thicker. Malacoda made his presence known, appearing in terrifying visions and demonstrations of power that shook the foundations of cities. His servants stoked the fires of fear, urging humanity to surrender. But when the time came, the heroes stood firm. They confronted Malacoda in a battle that raged across land, sea, and sky. It was a fight that tested them to their very limits, pushing them beyond what they thought possible. Malacoda was a formidable opponent, his power amplified by the dark promise of immortality. But the heroes fought with a determination born of necessity, their strengths complementing each other in perfect harmony. In the end, it was their unity and resolve that turned the tide. Through a combination of strategy, sacrifice, and sheer willpower, they managed to defeat Malacoda, stripping him of the power that Erebus had promised him. The battle was fierce, the cost high, but in the final moments, Malacoda fell, his ambitions crushed. Erebus, watching from afar, seethed with disappointment. His carefully laid plans had been thwarted, and his would-be enforcer was no more. The defeat of Malacoda was a blow to his ambitions, a reminder that even the most powerful can be brought low by those who stand together. The five heroes, victorious but weary, looked out over a world saved from darkness. They had faced the worst, and in doing so, had become something more than just individuals—they had become legends.

【The main text is complete; side stories are in progress】 "I want a divorce!" Everyone knew that the backyard of the Empire's Richest Man, a man of overwhelming power, was on fire. His spoiled little wife would cry, make a scene, and even threaten to hang herself all day long, constantly clamoring for a divorce. She even went so far as to drag him to court three times to achieve her goal, leaving him disgraced. What was worse, their son was eyeing his spoiled wife hungrily, "Dad, after you divorce Ou Xiaolan, I'll marry her." With a wife this manipulative and a son this unbearable, what could he do? Spoil them, spoil them to the heavens! 【Pure love between main couple, includes adorable child】

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TRANSMIGRATED A coffee shop cashier girl loves reading novels, especially romantic novels. However, on her way home from work, someone pushed her into a fountain in a city park. As soon as she opened her eyes, she was transmigrated to the body of a girl who turned out to be a character from the novel she was reading! "What has happened? How did I wake up here!" she said in panic as she looked at herself in the mirror. "No way! I became the villain of this novel?!" Celestial Esme Damanor, a villain who was hated by everyone, even her own family. "Shameless woman! You don't belong in this family!" Even until the end of her life, she died in a miserable. Alone and burning with the flames of hatred. However, when a girl woke up as a Celestial, everything was different from what was in the novel. "Everyone loved her so much? Then what exactly is it that they turned against you, Celestial?" What really happened to Celestial and what secrets lie behind it? Who exactly was the one who had to suffer this? And what led her to wake up in Celestial's body 3 years before her death?

A lot seemed off about him, his hair color had changed from the usual dark brown to white. It was really confusing, early at school his hair was dark brown, so what happened between the few minutes they were apart. "Dean",Audrey hurried towards him but he raised his left hand up to stop her in her tracks. "Don't come any closer", he whispered underneath his breath, with all that his gaze was on the ground "But-", Audrey tried stepping forward. "Don't", he said raising his head to look at her directly,she could see his face clearly now. At school his iris held a little bit of color but right now,it had non. His eyes were so clear he looked blind. "Dean what's happening to you",Audrey cried in panic. She didn't know what was going on with Dean, what hurt her the most was he didn't want her next to him. How can she help him if she can't get close, but even with that she was still stubborn. Dean was at the far end of his room, bit by bit Audrey covered the gap."It's Time",Dean said trying to play down his emotion, but it could'nt be hidden. "What is Time?", Audrey asked confused walking to him slowly. "Dean you're scaring me". As she tried walking towards him, she felt as tho she was being pushed back, the closer the distance between them,the harder it was for her to come close. "Time for me to go-ah",Dean groan holding his side. “Dean!”, Audrey exclaimed, she increased her pace but the force was strong and the injury she had under her feet didn't make it any better. "He has come", he said letting out a dry cough. "Who has come?",Audrey asked. What is time?who has come?, she asked herself. "Mortem", Dean said with short of breath. . Life has never been good to Audrey, after loosing her parents at a tender age. she works extra and hard to make ends meet, she made a friend. Not long after he to was taken. luck hasn't always been on her side, will she pick herself up and keep pushing, or will she succumb to the bad luck holding her down. note: The cover isn't mine,it was gotten from Pinterest. so I give credit to the artist. Disclaimer: everything written here is based on pure imagination The schools, characters and places are not real

Harley thought it was just another day at the office—a routine evening spent balancing spreadsheets and sipping cold coffee. But when the ground trembled beneath his feet and a fiery explosion tore through the city, his ordinary life was shattered in an instant. Amidst the chaos of burning wreckage and collapsing buildings, something far more horrifying emerged: the dead didn’t stay dead. The lifeless bodies scattered across the streets began to rise, their unnatural movements spreading panic and terror faster than the flames. Now trapped in a city plunged into nightmare, Harley must fight to survive and uncover the truth behind the catastrophe. With his life and humanity hanging by a thread, he’s about to discover how far he’s willing to go when the rules of the world no longer apply. When the sky falls and the dead rise, what would you do to stay alive?

Time often can slip through ones hands if not careful, within the tower time means nearly nothing for those at the top and for those born of high grade species. When he is summoned inside the tower he doesn't panic like most but his future is in for a upheaval as he changes the very foundation of everything once believed through his refusal to be anything less then the best even as who he himself is slips from his mind.

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestle against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

“Darling, you are the moon that gave light in my darkest times.” She gave up finding a man who could make her heart skip a beat and fall in love; Hailey Hillson accepted her best friend’s marriage proposal but then changed her mind after hearing another woman say she couldn’t please a man in bed. When it was just a week away from their wedding day, Bryan got back together with his ex-girlfriend Eva Lan. Hailey broke up with Bryan and called off their wedding. But then, she discovered an interesting fact about Eva Lan—she is married. ‘Did her husband know she was cheating on him?’ * After the heartbreak, Hailey focused on completing her LIFE PROJECT. To achieve it, she went overseas, where she came across Vincent Lopez Shen, the CEO of Shen Group Construction Firm, who later offered her a contract to pretend as his mistress to get his wife's attention. As she also had an ulterior motive, she signed the contract without thinking twice. However... What will happen after she lives with Vincent Shen under one roof when he is Eva’s husband—the woman who destroyed her relationship with Bryan? Will Vincent find out her secret regarding her true identity? Would she find out the secret Vincent keeps that is related to her? EXCERPT: “Miss Eva Lan, why won’t you sign the divorce papers if you are happy with someone’s fiancé’s bed?” Glancing at her with disbelief, Bryan turned his head to the woman inside his arm; he asked, “What the hell is this, Eva?” Hailey cut in. “Oh, you didn’t know Miss Lan is a married woman, my dear ex-fiance?” Her words are a bomb to Bryan. “You shut up! Don’t believe her, Bryan! She is just jealous of me because you love me over her!” Hailey scoffed, a playful smile playing on her lips; before she could spout another word, the woman in front of her paled like a ghost. “Vincent, what are you doing here?” Horror, panic, and shock linger on her face to see her husband appear out of nowhere and his arms wrapped around the girl’s waist. Vince shoots a cold glare at his wife, and he feels no familiarity between them. He withdrew his gaze from the two people before them. He turned his head to the woman standing next to him, he looked at her with tenderness in his eyes, and with a loving tone, he asked her, “Darling, who upsets you? Tell me, and I will remove them from your sight in an instant.” Hailey lifted her chin. As her eyes flickered, her cheeks were flushing scarlet red. Coquettishly, she whispered in Vincent's ear, “Darling, Miss Lan bullied me. She said I couldn’t satisfy a man in bed. She told me I didn’t know how to… do that….” Vincent contorted the corners of his mouth and beamed. “That’s interesting.” “What do you mean by that?” she pouted. “What I am trying to say is… You are a fast learner, and all you need is the right partner.” * * * ~Be ready for many twists ~Novel was ENDING at Chapter 400. WARNING: ~Volume 4 and Volume 5 (from chap 401) are a preparation for the Book Sequel (Somewhere Trapped In Time: I Love You Through Eternity) and have different courses of their story so it was a risk if you go beyond 401 and haven't read My Stubborn Mistress. Insta: instagram.com/eliseelleneth/ Discord: Elise_Elleneth#8761 D-Server: https://discord.gg/8Uq28ef (Disclaimer: Art is not mine. Credits to the Respective Owner. Found it on Pinterest)

Cold hearted, sly and ruthless. His name is like an arrow sending fear and panic into the hearts of those who heard it. Passionate, doting and calm. He is everyone's influential artist. Mo Yanlin is everyone's idol. … Liu Xiuying, who found it difficult to make ends meet found out that she is from a noble family. She thought her twin brother with open arms would welcome her, but who knew that he had tried several times to kill her because he felt like she would take away his bestie, Mo Yanlin, whom he had loved since childhood. She is a threat to his love. However, who would have thought that this same cold hearted Mo Yanlin would set his eyes on Liu Xiuying, protect her despite all the dangers in their way. This same Mo Yanlin is the Deity in her heart. Will they overthrow the dangers in their way? Follow me on Instagram- author_toriatim Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/RvPutEhc

Desperate for an heir, the Emperor strikes a dangerous deal with Lokiàn Shén, a 100,000 year old demon. The pact brings him Prince Cheng but also a terrible curse—a shadow that threatens Cheng’s life and the stability of the empire. As the Emperor's health wanes, political vultures circle, and the court is filled with doubts on Cheng's future on the throne. Meiying, a fearless warrior, returns home after years of secret training in the martial world only to find her home in ruins and her family vanished. She unknowingly saves the prince during a deadly ambush and their destinies collided, soon she discovers her own powerful secret; a rare ability to manipulate one's life force, once wielded by protectors of the throne. But her newfound powers are unpredictable, and Cheng’s curse only deepens the chaos surrounding them. As political conspiracies rise and dark forces awaken, Cheng and Meiying must forge an unlikely alliance to save the empire. Can Cheng overcome his curse to claim his destiny? Will Meiying’s quest for vengeance tear them apart—or lead to salvation? ——— Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. My body stiffened as a palace guard called for me from the other side, but I ignored it. Mei, on the other hand, began pushing me away in a panic. "Cheng, let go," she said, struggling in my arms. "Can't you hear him? What if he comes in and sees us like this?" "I don't care," I replied, my lips brushing her ear. "Tell me you forgive me, that's all I need. I won't let go until you do." I knew I was taking a risk, a huge one, if we were seen like this, there would be consequences. But losing Mei would be the bigger risk, the one I couldn't take. I couldn't let her slip away. "I just need to hear you forgive me, mei. That's all I need right now." The guard knocked again, calling my name, and Mei struggled harder. "Cheng, please," she said, her voice cracking under the strain. But I didn't budge. Finally she muttered, "Fine. I forgive you." "I forgive you, you crazy jerk." "You really mean that?" I asked, my voice barely audible. She nodded, exasperated, and only then did I release her. Just as I did, the door swung open, and I barely had time to step back before the palace guard entered, the guard rushed in, his face pale with worry. It was a close call. too close, but I didn't care. Mei flinched at the intrusion, but quickly composed herself, stepping away from me to a more respectable distance. The guard, wide-eyed and clearly flustered, fell to his knees in a bow. "My deepest apologies, Your Highness. I called for you several times but received no reply. I entered out of concern, fearing the worst." I glanced at Mei, but she wouldn't meet my eyes. She simply gave the guard one last look and walked out, leaving the room without a word. I let out a long, exhausted sigh, running a hand through my hair, still reeling from everything that had just happened. Turning back to the guard, I motioned for him to stand. "Get up" "And next time, don't enter my room without permission." ———— Author’s Note (Rong King) This story is a work of fiction, entirely created from my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or places is purely coincidental. I have made every effort to craft a compelling narrative, but I acknowledge that some scenes or details may be inaccurate or unintentionally offensive. For this, I sincerely apologize. My intention is to entertain and inspire, not to harm or misrepresent. Thank you for your understanding. As we journey together through this story, my greatest hope is that our lives reflects God’s love and truth in all we do. I put my faith in Jesus Christ, who gave His life for me, and it’s my prayer that His grace and mercy touch each of us. Thank you for being part of this. May God bless you abundantly!

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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?"

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arms, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents from their realm and was thrown into the human world. The reason? He hadn't given them grandchildren yet.

Juno was a small canon fodder who died early, just after she appeared in the plot. She was the kind of character that only had a few lines in the entire novel. She was rarely mentioned, and if she was, it was only for a few seconds. Every time she crossed over, she would do her best to avoid the characters in the novel and used all kinds of martial arts just to survive. The big villain squeezed the face of the little cannon fodder Juno: Follow me, and you can keep your life. Juno wiped her face and refused solemnly: I am not that kind of person. Later, Ji Mo: Ah,... it’s really fragrant!

EXCERPT "Do you know what I love about you, Stella?" he whispered, his voice low and dangerous as his eyes darkened with desire. Before she could respond, Simon leaned closer, his breath warm against her neck. Slowly, his fangs emerged, glinting in the dim light. His fingers traced a path along her skin, slipping beneath the fabric of her shirt, sending a shiver through her. "Those pure, innocent doe eyes of yours," he murmured, his voice almost tender, "the way they plead with me, like you think you can stop me." Panic flared in her chest, and she pressed against his firm body, trying to push him away. "Sir, please... I am married. This is wrong—it’s a sin to go after a married woman." His response was a low, rumbling chuckle that sent chills down her spine. It wasn’t just the sound of it; it was the darkness behind it. The amusement in his laughter terrified her. "And I am a sinner, my little fish," he replied, his voice dripping with menace as his eyes flashed with hunger, before sinking his fangs in her neck.

Aeris Anderson is a small time journalist from Hailey, New York who just got a shot for his dream job at a News network in Manhattan. He has his life set in front of him, all he needs is to get to work and start doing it. Unfortunately, due to a sudden turn of events, he fell onto Death's arms In a state of panic, he struggles and finds a way back to the world of the living. Meanwhile Death, who is secretly in love with Aeris, tries to find a way to bring him back to the world of the living. Somewhere along the way, they discover the reason behind the string of events was a convoluted plot to bring Lucia Night Shade back into the planes of existence. Death and Aeris, along side the Council of Grimm Reapers and the Pillars of life, must stop her reincarnation lest it will be the end of existence.

“Lin Yunfeng! Stop right there!” Lin Yunfeng gazed back at the speeding figure behind him. Heart racing, he picked up speed and ran through the abandoned corridor. “You better stop Yunfeng!!” Ren Muchen growled loudly. The little brat was much faster than he had expected. “This is how you wish to face me after you fucking slept with me? Fine! Run then! Let’s see how long you can last,” Panting Lin Yunfeng looked back in panic. “I’m so sorry, it was a mistake. think of it as Stepping on shit. Please forgive me!” he placed a hand on his lower stomach and ran even faster. “Watch out!” Yunfeng gazed ahead in surprise. a half-rotten corpse stood in his way. He came to a screeching halt but the slippery floor made it hard for him to come to a complete stop. He fell unceremoniously face down on the ground. “Fuck,” The zombie jumped onto him with its mouth wide open. Its bloody saliva dripped onto his face. Yunfeng held his breath. He had read about this before but this was the first time he had actually seen an undead. It petrified him. ‘Is this how I die?’ “Growl,” the beast aimed at his neck precisely, Just as he thought his life was coming to an end, a long axe cut through the decayed neck of the Zombie. The heavy zombie fell right on top of him, oozing blood and puss. A hand grabbed him by his collar and lifted him up. “You are not dying, not today, not anytime soon...” Ren Muchen said with a nasty grin/ Yunfeng gulped. Muchen peered into his trembling black eyes coldly. “You know why?” because we are having a baby.” Yunfeng’s hand reflectively went into his tummy. “h-how do you know?” “You knew?! Yet you ran!” Muchen laughed coldly and shook him like a rattle. “Take responsibility you bastard, we created a life that day! “y-yes, I’ll take responsibility!”

Uzu Hiko always considered himself ordinary—neither the smartest nor the fastest. But finding chess gave him a way to see life differently, a game of strategy and endless possibilities. Now in his second year of high school, Uzu is determined to climb even higher, surrounded by his best friends Tai Momo, Ono Lamia, Sen Kai, and Yuuki Alive. What begins as an ordinary school day takes an extraordinary turn when a brilliant light engulfs their cafeteria during lunch. The five friends are pulled from their world into a mysterious land called Jambudweep. There, they are greeted by King Aryarama Dweep and his daughter, Rimu, who explain their sudden arrival. Summoned as “heroes,” Uzu and his friends are tasked with saving Jambudweep from the looming threat of demons. Confused and scared, the group struggles to make sense of their new reality. While others panic, Uzu steps up, urging them to stay calm. But as the gravity of their mission becomes clear, one question lingers: Why were they chosen ?, and what role will each of them play in this battle between light and darkness? "who manipulated the summoning? from our world or m.. may be someone from The five hero's world." ___ Instagram: zero.shunya.0

**Mature Content** [I hope the day never comes when I can’t find a reason to keep loving you, for you are my every reason.] ********************* Yoon Haeun, a quirky 27-year-old chaebol heir and who runs a game company, is often pestered by his unconventional mother about settling down and having children. As an omega who has never experienced his heat cycle, Haeun is constantly set up with alphas by his mother. Unfortunately, the pheromones of these alphas usually make him nauseous and disgusted. Everything changes when Haeun meets Cheon Yeongsoo a third-generation heir whom he has previously disliked. When Haeun encounters Yeongsoo’s pheromones, he is unexpectedly enveloped in a sense of safety and comfort—a feeling he’s never experienced before. As Haeun’s heat cycle arrives, he finds himself irresistibly drawn to Yeongsoo. Three days later, Haeun wakes up disoriented in Yeongsoo’s bed, his mind racing with confusion and a surge of panic. The room is unfamiliar, and the scent of Yeongsoo’s pheromones is overpowering. He tried to piece together the fragments of his memory from the night before, only to realize the gravity of his situation. The man he’s long disliked is now his unlikely savior, and the last thing Haeun wanted was to admit how much he had grown to need Yeongsoo. **Excerpt** Haeun looked up at Yeongsoo with a pout, his hand resting on his pregnant belly. “Will you still love me if I weigh 200kg and become very ugly?” Yeongsoo chuckled, pulling Haeun close and gently hugging his bulging stomach. “You’re already displeasing to the eyes, so it doesn’t really matter.” Haeun’s eyes welled up as he looked at Yeongsoo,obviously hurt. “Are you saying I’m ugly?” Yeongsoo’s smile softened as he held Haeun, brushing his fingers through his hair. “Whether you weigh 200kg or become ugly, you’ll always be the prettiest person in my eyes. Why? Because I love you. You’re my everything, Haeun. And no matter what, that won’t ever change.” Haeun’s heart swelled, a tear slipping down his cheek as he snuggled closer. “You really know how to make everything feel okay.” Yeongsoo kissed his forehead tenderly. “That’s because being with you is the best part of my life.” --- GT gifts-> 1-3 chapters (depending on amount) Gifts—> 1-5 or a mass release depending on how high the gift will be. Win-win ranks- 5 chapters or more after meeting each tier! Extra chapters-> gotten from points and comments (1-2 chapters) ^^

“What do you think you are doing with my father?” Henry asked in panic. “Giving him a son he would be proud of,” I replied with a slight smile. ••• The famous Musk family were known for their riches and prestige, but mostly because Hozier Musk, who came from nothing, had made a name for himself. Along the line, he realized his sons had become arrogant with his wealth. So he decided to put them to a test. He disappeared from their lives for eight years, but he gave his son a task, and whoever won would own a greater share of his wealth. Now Henry, his second son, married a wife who helped him build his reputation and wealth till he was richer and more successful than his brother, but he ended up divorcing her. But as fate might have it, Emily, his ex-wife, met his father, and she took matters into her own hands. But it doesn’t end there, as things got drastic really quickly. 

The disciples who had just joined the sect rushed over in panic and reported: "Master, something terrible has happened! Elder Senior Brother is robbing people of their money!" "Don't make a fuss. That's your Elder Senior Brother working for our benefits!" "Elder Senior Brother is kidnapping people and extorting them!" "Oh, I've already told you that it's your Elder Senior Brother working for our benefits!" "But, Elder Senior Brother has been possessed by the devil. We should do something about it, right?" "Congratulations! His cultivation has finally made progress!" "But, Elder Senior Brother has even killed people!" "Then why don't you go and help? Disciples of the sect, grab your weapons!"

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