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not every performance ends with applause..... some ends with screams Author: mozaran_lo

not every performance ends with applause..... some ends with screams Author: mozaran_lo

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.

Meet Kim Huxley, a twenty-five-year-old CEO of a modeling company to which he got transferred. He is heartless due to his heart being shattered by his first love, Jane Crimson but then he met Riele Grants who helped him heal his broken heart with her charm until his first love, appeared in his company to work as a model. Meet Riele Grants, a twenty-two-year-old lady, vibrant and cheerful. She works as Kim's assistant. She hated Kim because of his cold personality but when she got closer to him, she found out he was a cold jerk with a warm heart and slowly she found herself falling deeper in love with him. She thought she saw those signs visible in him too not until his first love came and he became a different person. ~~~ The heart wants what it wants, but sometimes it's not what it seems. In the high-fashion world of glamor and betrayal, small-town girl Riele sets out to heal the broken heart of billionaire CEO Kim. But her plan backfires when she finds herself falling for him, only to have her love rejected. Now, as Riele struggles to untangle her feelings for Kim and the truth about his past, she must navigate a treacherous path of secrets, lies, and hidden desires. But just when Riele thinks she's lost Kim forever, she discovers that his love for her rival, Jane, might not be what it seems. With her heart on the line, Riele must decide whether to fight for the man she loves or walk away from the pain and heartbreak that come with loving him. And Kim, tormented by his past and uncertain about his future, must confront the truth about his feelings for both women. Will he choose the safe, familiar path with Jane or take a chance on the unexpected passion that Riele ignites within him?

No system. No shortcuts. Just memory, grit, and the will to burn brighter. When gods fall silent, only the stubborn rise. William Carter died quietly—a forgotten soul in a world that never gave him a chance. But death wasn’t the end. He awakens as William Denvers, infant heir to a noble house in Primera, a shattered world once shaped by goddesses and divine law. There’s no system prompt. No cheat skill. No divine blessing. Just memory, silence, and a single burning vow: “I want to live. I want to show the world… I am William Carter. And I am here.” As he learns to crawl through the marble halls of House Denvers, William begins the long, brutal path toward power—the hard way. Through books, blades, and bone-deep resolve, he must grow in a land where magic is legacy, war is memory, and children are molded into tools. But Primera is not a peaceful land. Whispers of vanished gods still haunt the wind. Cults of flame and shadow stir beneath sacred soil. And behind the grace of noble houses lie secrets that could tear the world apart once more. William Denvers is not chosen by fate. He chooses himself. To survive. To rise. To make this second life matter. And when the fires of war return to Primera, he will not run. He will remember the vow that brought him here—and ignite a world with it.

*I just wanted to run a café... not fight monsters in dungeons...* An office worker quits her job and opens a café, but things take an unexpected turn when there turns out to be a dungeon underneath it! Or when she awakens. Or somehow survives an S-rank dungeon. Despite awakening, she's still set on opening her café and running it peacefully. But why does she keep getting dragged into these tragedies?! And why are the S-rankers suddenly so interested in her?!

Peter mont had his future finally taking shape when he tragically passed in a car accident. Only to awaken as a newborn in an environment he doesnt recognize. Rain, Wheels, and unfamiliar voices surround him in the back of a wagon. He's held by a woman with sunken eyes and hollow cheeks. Peter realizes hes been reborn in a place where the language is foreign and the comfort is scarce.

Dans un paisible village niché au cœur des montagnes, un jeune homme mène une existence simple, rythmée par les saisons et les traditions. Pourtant, depuis quelque temps, une sensation étrange le hante — un malaise diffus, comme si quelque chose l’appelait au-delà du visible. Lorsqu'une série de phénomènes surnaturels bouleverse la quiétude de son quotidien, il est entraîné dans un univers insoupçonné, tissé de magie ancienne et de légendes oubliées. Perdu entre réalité et mythe, il se lance dans une quête pour découvrir la vérité sur ses origines. Mais certains secrets devraient peut-être rester enfouis, car ils cachent des forces plus puissantes — et plus dangereuses — qu’il n’aurait jamais pu l’imaginer.

Check out my other books In a world plagued by the relentless scourge of the undead and ferocious mutant creatures, one man finds himself at the heart of an extraordinary culinary adventure. Meet Xiao Feng, an ordinary chef who, by a twist of fate, awakens in a city overrun by zombies and bizarre mutants. Yet, amidst the chaos and devastation, he discovers a remarkable gift – the power of Culinary Mastery. Xiao Feng's restaurant, "Great Potential," becomes an oasis of safety in a city teeming with danger. Its mysterious defenses not only keep the undead hordes at bay but also shield it from the most devastating of calamities. Armed with a unique set of culinary skills, Xiao Feng embarks on a journey of survival, innovation, and flavor in a world where the distinction between life and death has blurred. As Xiao Feng ventures out into the treacherous streets of the fallen city, he encounters both the undead and living survivors, each with their own unique abilities and stories. His culinary creations not only fill empty stomachs but offer incredible attributes and power-ups to those who partake. But the challenges are enormous, and some encounters prove that not all monsters are mindless. With a growing menu of mutant ingredients and an expanding array of skills, Xiao Feng must navigate a treacherous path of survival while unlocking the secrets of his newfound abilities. He strives to complete missions issued by a mysterious system and unlock the full potential of his culinary prowess. "Doomsday, Let's Open a Restaurant" is a tale of resilience, creativity, and culinary artistry set against a backdrop of horror and uncertainty. Join Xiao Feng as he turns the art of cooking into a lifeline, serving hope on a plate and defying the apocalypse one dish at a time. Will his unique culinary skills be enough to survive in this nightmarish world?

The Island That Sees Through You *Genre: Supernatural Horror, Psychological Thriller, Travel Mystery* *Setting: Ubud, Bali – Summer of 2023* What if paradise sees your soul—and doesn’t let go? I never believed in ghosts. Not seriously. Not until the summer of 2023, when burnout from my tech job in Singapore led me to book a last-minute solo retreat to Bali. The plan was simple: unplug, heal, reset. But the island had other plans. What began as a peaceful vacation in a secluded villa outside Ubud quickly spiraled into a spiritual descent I couldn’t escape from. The villa was perfect—too perfect. Traditional Balinese design, surrounded by rice paddies, misty mornings, and ancient temples nearby. Every doorway adorned with daily offerings. Every night serenaded by distant gamelan music. For the first few days, I embraced it all. Meditation, yoga, local food, temple visits. Then came the dreams. A temple I hadn’t seen. A woman in white with her face half-covered in hair. A stare that pierced through the veil of sleep and left me frozen with fear. Whispers in a language I didn’t speak. Night after night, her presence grew stronger—until she crossed the threshold from dream into reality. Mirrors fogged on their own. Statues turned. Shadows moved in corners untouched by light. And always, the smell of frangipani before something happened. The villa, once tranquil, felt like a mouth slowly closing around me. Every inch of the house watched. Every offering seemed like a warning I was too late to understand. Locals avoided my gaze. Strangers placed offerings outside my room without a word. I visited a *balian*—a traditional Balinese healer—who told me, “You opened something. It saw you. Now it follows.” I wanted to laugh. But I couldn’t. Because deep down, I knew it was true. The woman wasn't a ghost in the Western sense. She was something older. A *penunggu*—a watcher bound to the land, awakened by disrespect or recognition. And I had done both. Through rituals, cryptic warnings, and a wooden idol with no eyes, I tried to make sense of the unraveling horror. I was told to let her "finish looking." But what does that mean when what she sees is you—your regrets, your secrets, your soul? This isn’t just a ghost story. It’s about the cost of being seen by something beyond comprehension. It’s about sacred land, and what happens when a tourist treats spirit like spectacle. It’s about the third eye opening not through meditation, but through fear. The island gave me what I didn’t ask for. And now, even after leaving Bali, the dreams haven’t stopped. If you’ve ever felt something watching you just out of view\... if you’ve ever visited a sacred place and felt *changed* afterward... you might understand. You might have opened a door, too. **“The Island That Sees Through You”** is a supernatural travel-horror novella written in a deeply immersive, personal style. A cross between *The Haunting of Hill House* and *Eat Pray Die*, this story takes readers on a slow-burn psychological descent through mysticism, madness, and a truth you cannot unsee. Welcome to Bali. She sees you now.

After waking up impaled on a battlefield with someone else’s memories flooding his mind, a man realizes he's been transported into a new body—and a new world—where survival is anything but guaranteed.

After swearing death to all vampires, how does he plan on making it happen?

In the stillness of the evening, a sudden, deafening thud shattered the tranquil silence. Zarah’s father, recognizing the uninvited intruders, attempted to flee, only to be seized and brutally beaten by two brawny men. Her mother and sisters watched in horror as their beloved patriarch choked on his own blood. From the shadows, a sinister figure emerged, brandishing a cigarette and cloaked in a woolen coat. "You've ignored my warnings, and now you expect me to show mercy?" He snarled, standing over Zarah's father as he pleaded for his life. "I gave you plenty of time to pay back what you owed. But you ran away with my money, your family, and my cocke." "Please, please, we can work this out!" Zarah's father begged, spitting blood from his battered mouth. The man shook his head, his cruel smirk widening. Too late, amigo," the man sneered. Without hesitation, two gunshots rang out. Zarah's eyes fluttered open, the world a watery blur. What she saw silenced her forever. Her father's head was bashed and bleeding, her mother's stomach torn open. A scream ripped from Zanah's throat, tugging at Zarah's heart. Tears streamed down her face as the horrific realization set in. They were gone.

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What does a proponent of the Free Software movement do when he is suddenly transmigrated in the world of Immortals and Demons? Wang Ren wakes up in the courtyard of the wang clan as a 12 years old. Wang Ren? What? Oh, he forgot his name in the previous life. Now he must also take tests to get into a good sect which wouldn't shame his clan and family. Can you imagine the rumors if he couldn't get into one of the top five sects? He shudders at such thoughts. Wang Ren would do as is right, Wang Ren would work hard towards being an immortal so that he can bring more trade deals to his family and make money.. why does it seem like he is stuck in just another capitalist machine? Isn't being an immortal meant to be free!? He sobs at such though while trying to concentrate his qi flow through his meridians, he must breakthrough or he will be shamed!!!!!! ------ Weird tale of Wang Ren and how he spreads propaganda of free scriptures in a world where cultivation techniques and sutras are the top most secrets that no one wants to reveal.

Yivor é um jovem garoto que vive com seu pai e sonha em se tornar um aventureiro de classe Cruz de Platina. Determinado a alcançar seu objetivo, ele embarca em grandes aventuras e enfrenta desafios formidáveis ao lado de seu melhor amigo Falkkor. Enquanto desbrava esse caminho perigoso, Yivor começa a desvendar segredos sobre sua origem oculta, que podem mudar o destino de todos ao seu redor.

Lillian woke up as a side character in her novel but little did she know from the moment the female lead saw her she watched her ever since. I am doing some changes to the story so please don't mind some for the weird edits

A girl from our world awakens in the body of a cursed child—chained from birth in a dying empire. A boy raised beside a river that whispers secrets… learns the river is alive. What binds them? An ancient prophecy, forbidden bloodlines, and choices that could unravel entire worlds.

Naph had a couple of years of extremes. One year, he was trying to chase down a few rats in a desert. Another he was hunting bears in a river. There was a year when he just chilled himself on a beach. His volatile heart mayhems his life. This time his hunt had a different breed entirely. Named Bulwark. Quite the bounty on such a name. The only requirement? Bring the head back clean and without damage. Hunting was a sport. At least that’s what he had learned by watching others. Every adult showing off their repertoire of the dead. His volatile nature and teen years hadn’t taught him whom to show off or not. Bulwark was his first human kill. Yet it was his first insight into what a ‘catalyst’ could do. His survival had been on his intellect earlier, but not anymore. The world responded. He ran. Ran into things he hadn’t heard. Will the world make him another number in its long list of the dead? Or will he learn its truths? Will he know of the unspoken words he hadn’t processed? His heart a volatile entity; the world a raging a beast chasing him. And a few words that he didn’t knew- yet one etched itself in: “Cata”. ---------------------------------------------------- This story is also available on RoyalRoad.com with the same title "Catalyst Cross Lesio" with the username 'alex_reads'. My paypal is connected to it, so if you wish to help out a budding artist do go to my "Catalyst Cross Lesio" on RoyalRoad.com and hit that donate button! Thank you! :)

Lex has never felt content. His life been mostly devoid of meaning and he seems truly lost. Until one day he is sent to a strange space resembling his school. With dangerous creatures forcing him to either confront his fears or turn his back he has a choice. Can Lex confront and overcome these spaces or will he eventually fall into despair, for when he returns back to reality not everything is the same as it was...

Welcome to a world where dragons soar through skies painted with magic, and devils lurk in the shadows cast by ancient portals. Five thousand years ago, a rift opened in the heavens, connecting our world to another—a realm teeming with gods, dragons, and a myriad of fantastical beings. Overnight, the balance of power shifted, and humanity found itself amidst an age of wonders and perils. In this new world, magic is not merely a legend but an everyday reality. It flows through the air, courses through the earth, and pulses within the very essence of life itself. With the advent of magic, humans evolved into heroes, demon lords, and monsters, carving their place in a society now governed by divine beings, dragons, and demi-humans. Three thousand years into this new era, a cataclysmic battle erupted between two mighty dragons—the Dark Dragon and the White Dragon. Their conflict ravaged continents and threatened to plunge the world into eternal darkness. Fearing mutual annihilation, humans, gods, devils, and demi-humans set aside their differences, forging an unprecedented alliance to slay the warring dragons. With great sacrifice and courage, they succeeded. The souls of the Dark Dragon and the White Dragon, however, did not find peace. Instead, they awaited their chance to reincarnate, their destinies bound to new hosts chosen from among humanity. Now, as the world enters its two-thousandth year of peace, the White Dragon has found its bearer—a young warrior named Ryuji. Ryuji, renowned for his valor and mastery of elemental magic, is hailed as the savior who bears the soul of the White Dragon. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to many, the Void Dragon—the counterpart to the White Dragon—awaits its own host, observing humanity from the shadows. As Kazuki Satoru prepares for his first day at a prestigious high school, unaware of the ancient power stirring within him, he finds himself thrust into a world where legends and reality converge. Little does he know, his destiny will soon intertwine with that of the Void Dragon, setting the stage for an epic tale of magic, courage, and the bonds that unite or divide us.

Lira lived a quiet life. Until Gavin, a mysterious transferee, started waking up her hidden memories. Why does he feel so familiar... like the boy in her dreams?

For years, Gabrielle has silently harbored an intense, unyielding love for Adrian, a devotion that has slowly consumed her. Tormented by secret jealousy and private heartache, she can no longer suppress the powerful emotions that dictate her every move. In a desperate, final act, Gabrielle drugs Adrian, revealing her true, terrifying intentions as he succumbs to her will. Now, weakened and disoriented, Adrian finds himself utterly at her mercy, trapped in the clutches of a love that has spiraled into a dangerous obsession.

Naoya Kirigami was ordinary. Bored in class. Numb at home. Just another quiet face drifting through high school in the suburbs of Saitama — invisible, unremarkable, forgotten in a loop of predictable days. Until lightning struck. He should’ve died. Instead, he woke up to a world rewritten. Now, every electronic device around him reveals hidden data — system logs, diagnostic messages, even secret malfunctions no one else can see. His phone. The vending machines. The crosswalk lights. They don’t talk. They display. And one message appears over and over: Title Unlocked: THE OBSERVER What is he supposed to observe? As Naoya navigates this new reality, trying to hide his ability from those around him, he discovers that the system isn’t just passively reporting. It's watching him back. Shifting. Evolving. And he's not the only anomaly it’s flagged. When a sharp-tongued transfer student with her own secrets starts taking interest in him — and in the strange behavior of the world’s code — Naoya is forced to ask questions he isn’t ready to answer. What is the system? Why him? And what happens when an Observer sees something they were never meant to see?

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