Doodlebob Noises

After attending the wedding of his brother Tito and his former classmate Julie—a girl who could barely stand him—Jiko thought the night would end quietly. But as he returned to his room, a mysterious noise drew him to his window. The moment he opened it, a swirling vortex erupted, dragging him back in time. Stranded in the past, Jiko unknowingly rewrites fate when he saves Julie from a stray dog—an act that was meant to be Tito’s. In a twist of destiny, Julie’s heart shifts toward Jiko, altering the course of their lives forever. What begins as a ripple spirals into chaos, as Jiko is forced to confront a reality where one small change threatens to unravel everything he thought he knew. Lives, love, and loyalties collide in a battle against time itself.

[ MATURED CONTENT | NO RAPE ] "You wrote this world to escape me. Now, we’re both prisoners of your own creation." After breaking up with Halcyon, Elle thought she had left him—and their twisted love—behind. To escape the pain, she poured herself into writing a novel, shaping a world where she could control every twist of fate. Five years later, just as she struggles to name her finished story, she wakes up inside it. But the world isn’t as she wrote it. The characters have taken on lives of their own. And worst of all—she’s not the heroine she designed for herself, but a doomed nobody destined to die. When she comes face to face with Halcyon, the buried hatred resurfaces—but so does fear. He’s no longer the man she once knew. He’s colder, sharper, and hell-bent on keeping her by his side this time. No matter the cost. She tries to escape, but the world itself seems determined to pull her deeper into its schemes. Whispers of betrayal, assassins lurking in the shadows, and the terrifying realization that someone else is rewriting her story from the outside. To survive, Elle makes the one choice she swore she never would. "Halcyon Valkar, The Crown Prince, let's get married." ---- Her body stiffened when she felt his hand settle on her thigh, grazing the sensitive skin with a barely-there touch that sent a jolt of warmth rushing to her core. She snapped her eyes shut, her breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps as her pulse hammered in her neck. What is he doing? "What... what are you doing?" Elle finally managed to choke out, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and confusion. Halcyon's voice was a deep, dark hum in her ear, sending a shiver through her as his lips brushed against the sensitive skin just below her ears. "Marking what's mine." His words dripped with possessiveness, and Elle's breath caught. A strange heat washed over her, mingling with the terror coiling in her stomach. His voice was so close, his presence so consuming, she couldn't escape it. "Your... Highness... I-I feel dizzy." She stuttered, her hands shooting up instinctively, weakly trying to stop him from leaning in further. Her fingers trembled as they brushed the solid expanse of his broad shoulder, but it only served to remind her of the power he had over her in that moment. "Shhh... you'll be alright," he murmured, his voice low and coaxing, yet laced with a dark edge. "Don't make noise. We wouldn't want anyone to hear, would we?".....

[Genesis System rebooting after 76 years of inactivity.] [Administrator Slot: Vacant.] [New Administrator Confirmed:—] The screen flickers. For a moment, the letters distort—glitching between gold and blood-red. A name appears. [Administrator Confirmed:—Elias Vaughn.] A sharp ringing fills my ears. The name means nothing to me, but the system hesitates. The text wavers, blurring, like it’s… realizing its mistake. Then, the letters dissolve. [Administrator Identity Error.] [Correcting…] [New Administrator Confirmed: Christian Arkwright.] A cold shiver crawls down my spine. I open my eyes, and the world isn’t mine. My breath catches—too soft, too light. My limbs ache, but they feel… small? My fingers curl. Slender. Pale. Delicate. This isn’t my body. The floating screen pulses again, words forming in golden light. [Primary Abilities Bestowed:] Creation Magic Spatial Manipulation Magic? My mind stutters, but before I can process it, another notification flashes. [Warning: You are a Deviant.] [Deviants are to be executed by royal decree.] [Status: In Hiding.] I freeze. No second chances. No learning curve. The moment someone discovers my power, I die. Then, the screen flickers again—this time, the text warps on its own. The golden glow dims, and a final message, faint and fragmented, pushes through. [If you are reading this… you are the last.] My pulse pounds in my ears. A soft static hums in the air. [The world has forgotten me, but you must not forget what I left behind.] [Survive. Learn. And when the time comes… create hope again.] Then—so quiet it’s almost lost in the noise—comes a whisper. “Welcome back, Elias.” A pause. A hesitation. The system flicks as if to correct itself. “…Welcome back, Christian.”

{Warning! Zone 1 will be closing in a countdown} Alexi was the name he had just learned after reading the label on his shirt. Where was he? Alexi did not understand why his memories seemed to be erased one by one, not to mention the place he stepped on this time. The sound of strange noises, unfamiliar to his world, now seemed to take him to a new world. Rules with various missions that he had to carefully go through. [Mission] [Status] Survival Zone, might be an appropriate phrase for him and his colleagues he met in this new game world. Can he survive there? Is there an end to the game?

Check out my other book as well Lunar:Secret Guardians ******************* "Grey, elemental affinity, zero" The Elder announced the result loudly On hearing this, it was like a bolt of lightning struck Grey, he stood there dumbfounded and just stared at the Elder. Shocked voices could be heard from the people and there was some which were also filled with scorn. Grey stood dazed amidst all the noises without any reactions. One word was constantly reverberating in his head, 'How?'. 'Why, why did this happen to me?' Grey asked himself over and over again **************** Unbeknownst to Grey, something greater lies in wait in his body.... *************** Check out the book, leave a review after reading, and also your powerstones. Hope you enjoy this, and Thanks for reading ^_^ P.S: When I started this book I had zero writing experience, so the first chapters aren't that great, although, my writing quality has improved over time. Also, English isn't my first language, so there are some instances where my choice of words are not good enough for what I'm trying to portray. A heads up, the book will be using a medieval setting. My world building is not the best, but it gets better over time, so bear with me on the early chapters! P.S: Cover art not mine I just edited it. If you're the owner and want me to take it down you can notify me. Other novel: Lunar:Secret Guardians Check it out as well! Discord Server: https://discord.gg/gs68a4ZzaN

The World Changed Overnight, Without warning, portals from other realms tore through the sky, opening gateways to nightmarish creatures that threatened to wipe out humanity. Cities burned. Nations crumbled. The monstrous invaders—ranging from grotesque goblins to towering beasts—massacred everything in their path. Amidst the chaos, a new force emerged: The Awakened—humans who mysteriously gained supernatural abilities in response to the invasion. Light burst from their bodies, fire ignited in their palms, water coiled into deadly spears, winds howled at their command, shadows shifted with their will. These resemble as Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, Light, and Darkness—became humanity’s last hope against extinction. Kai Jin. A cold, intelligent high school student from Korea, Kai had long abandoned the idea of relying on others. Orphaned at a young age, he grew up alone in a modest apartment, surviving through sheer will and independence. His past trauma left him emotionally closed off, but beneath his calm, detached exterior, a fire burned—a refusal to ever be powerless again. Then, the portals opened, and his world turned upside down. The night was eerily silent. Kai sat in his dimly lit apartment, eyes locked on his laptop screen. The news was flooded with reports of strange anomalies appearing across the globe—massive gates hovering in the sky, creatures emerging from their depths. Some called it a phenomenon. Others called it the end of the world. Then— Scratch. Scratch. A faint noise echoed from the hallway outside his door. Kai frowned. His neighborhood was quiet at night—too quiet for random footsteps. Then— BAM! The apartment door slammed open. A goblin. Small, grotesque, with sickly green skin, jagged teeth, and glowing red eyes. It sniffed the air, its sharp claws twitching in anticipation. Kai’s breath hitched. His mind raced. He had no weapons. No powers. Nothing but his instincts. Move. Now. The goblin lunged. Kai grabbed the closest thing within reach—a wooden chair—and swung it with all his strength.The impact sent the creature stumbling backward, snarling in rage. His heart pounded. His hands trembled, but he forced himself to stay steady. He couldn’t afford to freeze. He had to kill it. Spotting a kitchen knife on the counter, he dove for it—just as the goblin recovered and charged again. At the last second, he twisted his body, dodging its claws, and in one swift motion— STAB! The knife sank into the goblin’s skull. It shrieked, its body convulsing violently before collapsing lifelessly to the floor. Kai stood there, panting. His clothes were splattered with dark, sticky blood. The room reeked of iron and death. Then— Ding! A floating, translucent system window appeared before his eyes. [Awakening Process Complete.] [Congratulations!] [You have awakened.] Kai’s eyes widened. His nightmare had just begun.

"Some connections are written long before two hearts ever meet." Arjun never believed in fate — just another lost soul buried in the noise of textbooks and deadlines. Ayesha was a quiet storm, hiding a fragile heart behind glowing smiles and disappearing messages. They were just two strangers — separated by borders, bound by pixels on a screen. But what starts as casual texts in the dead of night slowly turns into something neither of them can explain. A bond stitched through unseen heartbeats. A love whispered through endless silences. But every heartbeat carries secrets... and some secrets are too heavy to cross the distance. When time begins slipping through Ayesha's fingers, Arjun finds himself caught between holding on or letting go. Will their hearts find each other in the silence — or will destiny write their last message before they ever meet?

We've all heard the stories—of the side characters, the extras, the villains, and of course, the main character. But no one dares to utter the name of the anomaly. The one who is shunned, forgotten, and forced to watch as others rise, their stories told while mine is lost in the noise. The one who never mattered, never shined, always left in the shadows. But now, it's my turn. Watch closely, as I rise from the obscurity that has bound me for so long. This universe, with all its power and stories, will tremble as I carve my name into its very core. Every corner, every life, every being will come to know the force I am about to unleash. No longer the forgotten, no longer the side story. This is my time. And the world will remember.

Abandoned and rejected by everyone, Kael's wealthy family had always seen him as an insignificant son who does not know how to take responsibility. As a result of Kael's humiliation, he is hated and cursed everywhere he goes and even at school. Kael's emotions are conflicted and he therefore represses them. Kael boarded the train on his way home from school. As he found a seat, the other passengers began to whisper to each other, but Kael was used to it. He had his noise-cancelling headphones on and was scrolling through his phone when he stumbled upon the news that had spread like wildfire. A famous CEO's daughter had been brutally assaulted by a stalker, and the story was spreading rapidly online. "They're still on about this" He said to himself. In an instant, the train became unstable and accelerated rapidly. Unfortunately, it went off track. But that was only the beginning. Before Kael could react, the train collided head-on with another train approaching from the opposite direction.

#R18, #HAREM, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [WARNING] ****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS TOO MUCH EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED The impact rattled my bones, a chaotic jumble of noise and twisted metal. When my eyes fluttered open, the salt-laced air and the endless stretch of sand told a grim story – stranded. A beautiful, almost ethereal woman stood nearby, her gaze distant, and two flight attendants, their uniforms torn and stained, huddled together, their faces etched with fear. We were alive, but that was just the beginning. We weren't just fighting for survival; we were trying to piece together the shattered remnants of what had happened, and understand how we'd ended up here, on this forgotten place.

This story is kind of based on the Arthurian legend. ******* He was called many things. Bastard, the False King, The Traitor, Treacherous Knight. Sir Mordred was a villain, one who according to the prophecy of the grand wizard Merlin, would destroy the kingdom of King Arthur Pendragon. And he did but at the cost of his life. As he lay dying on the bloody ground of Camlann after the mighty clash between him and Arthur, a bloody tear fell down his face. All he wanted was to be acknowledged by his father but all the things he did eventually led to disaster. Now with death’s cold hands grasping him, he hoped for a short peace before the fiery rings of hell. But that was not the end of his journey. ******* “Hold up.” “What is that infernal noise?” “Oh my goodness! It's driving me crazy! And it's not stopping!” Mordred sprang awake, slamming his fist on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. 'What in Merlin's Beard is happening!?', he thought when he realized something. Well, a lot of things. First of all. How the heck is he alive? Second. What is a digital alarm? That's when memories that didn't belong to him flooded his head. They felt familiar but everything was wrong. How the heck is Morgan Le Fay his sister? She was his aunt! And how is the wizard Merlin so young! “Oh. I get it now”. He, Sir Mordred has been reborn in the body of a different version of himself, in a modern and futuristic world where he is the youngest son of Arthur Pendragon. But even in this world, He is the hated son of the High King. "Now what?", Mordred realized that the world he is in now is different from his previous one, with the only familiar details being the names of the people he knew. “Oh? Are you still reading?” Mordred smiled, looking at the readers. “Well, how about you join me on this new crazy journey in a crazy new world of heroes, villains, monsters, and even gods?” “Are you ready?” "Let's go!" ********************************************** The story is loosely based on the Arthurian legend. I am only using the popular names but the plot is different. The story is purely fictional with a few things from the actual legend being incorporated along with some stuff from other popular works. The characters may have different personalities from the original ones from the legend. There will also be names that may seem quite familiar as well. The cover image doesn't belong to me. Please check out my other work: The First Deviation.

Ethan's head throbbed violently as he opened his eyes, his vision hazy and unfocused. A dull ringing filled his ears, drowning out his thoughts. "What’s happening…?" he thought, his mind sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. One moment, he was asleep—or at least, he thought he was—and the next, searing pain forced him awake. His vision swam, shapes blurring together in a disorienting mess. But then, muffled noises filtered through the haze—frantic, panicked sounds. Someone was trying to scream, their voice smothered, choked by something. A cold shiver ran down his spine. As his sight gradually sharpened, Ethan's breath hitched. He was on all fours, looming over someone. A girl. Her body twisted and writhed beneath him, ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Her mouth was gagged, muffling her cries. Her wide brown eyes, brimming with fear and fury, glared up at him. Ethan's body locked in place, his blood running cold. "What the…?" His mind reeled, thoughts slamming into each other in chaotic disarray. "What kind of bizarre dream is this?" Panic clawed at his chest. His breath came in ragged, uneven gasps as he scrambled backward, only to realize his limbs felt sluggish, uncooperative, like they didn’t belong to him. "Is this… is this some kind of twisted fantasy I never knew I had?" A sickening thought slithered through his mind, making his stomach churn. The girl's frantic squirming slowed for a moment, her gaze flickering with confusion as she took in his expression—his trembling hands, his wide, horrified eyes. But the fear returned just as quickly. She struggled harder, her body arching, her muffled screams rising in pitch. Ethan wanted to speak, to say something, anything, but before he could force out a word, a glowing blue window materialized before his eyes. His breath caught. A translucent, hovering screen? "What…?" Lines of glowing text scrolled across its surface. --- [System Activated…] [Host Confirmed.] [Simulating Previous Data…] Ethan wakes up in a mysterious world, bound by a curse that clouds his judgment and forces him into choices he never wanted to make. Struggling with guilt and responsibility, he must navigate the consequences of his actions while uncovering the truth behind the curse and his place in this strange new reality.

For centuries, they existed alongside humanity—beings with shifting forms, unnatural abilities, and no place to belong. Feared, hunted, and cast into the shadows, they were seen as monsters. Demons. Not because they were, but because it was the only way humans could understand them. When fear turned to control, they were captured. Experimented on. Locked away in labs deep underground, stripped of their names, their identities, their freedom. To the world above, they were nothing more than forgotten myths. But secrets never stay buried forever. Sixteen-year-old Ryu Mikael wasn’t thinking about any of that. He had bigger problems—like the homework he forgot to do. Instead of facing another lecture at school, he decided to ditch, heading into the mountains to get some peace and finally finish his work. Away from the noise. Away from everything. Then he saw him. A stranger. Standing there, still yet tense, his head tilting slightly—watching. There was something unnatural in the way he moved, like a predator studying prey. Then, in an instant, he lunged. And Mikael’s life changed forever.

The group of five young teenager was planning of camping on the after the day of there graduation ceremony, there were planning camping on the place in bukidnon in kapayawan ridge, where there friends cousin name ERIC how own the place. and once there in bukidnon in kapayawan ridge ERIC warn them to be careful because there was a roomer about that there was how talk people and hear something flying above them and ERIC say's never turn on the lights if they hear something flying above them or never make a noise, and ERIC leaves the camp. AND THE NIGHT HAS BEGIN

I watch him, his green eyes brimming with concern as he gently massages my scarred leg. The sensation is both soothing and a stark reminder of my own inadequacy. The once-feared Crimson General, a symbol of power and invincibility, is now nothing but a frail shadow of his former self. I’ve been abandoned, left to decay in this forsaken place, my family and comrades long forgotten. Darkness had become my only solace, and I had resigned myself to it. Then he arrived, a beacon of light in my endless night. His presence, his care—it’s more than I ever deserved. Yet, I find myself clinging to him with an intensity that borders on madness. I hate that I need him so desperately, that his every action and word have become my lifeline. It consumes me, a torment I can't escape. "You don't have to do this. Please, don’t do this. I’m nothing. You deserve better. Leave. Please," I beg, my voice trembling with raw anguish, the very words tearing me apart. He continues his work, seemingly unaffected by my pleas. "Why are you here? Look at me! I’m nothing." Desperation and anger swell within me, mixing into a maelstrom of anxiety. I can’t comprehend the emotions coursing through me. "You're my alpha, where else would I be?" he responds softly, his gaze unwavering, as if my pleas were mere background noise. My heart races, torn between overwhelming relief and paralyzing dread. In that moment, I realize the truth: you would have to tear him from my cold, lifeless arms. I’m never letting go. - General Thorne, betrayed and broken, finds new life and love with Omega Noelle, who nurses him back to health. Their deepening bond reveals Thorne’s softer side, offering a chance at happiness. Unfortunately, Thorne’s past soon catches up with them, threatening their newfound peace. **** STOP!!!! HERE IS 9 REASONS YOU SHOULD GIVE THIS A SHOT 1. Omegaverse 2. The Alpha is a greenflag. 3. Fluff, and cheesey cliche romance. 4. Faceslapping and revenge. 5. Smut, with no dubcon or noncon. 6. OP husband. 7. Really cliche plot honestly. Those historical manhwas but make it gay. 8. The omega/bot is not a pushover. 9. I'm asking you give it a shot please.

After a failed career move and a desperate need for a fresh start, Lena Carter moves into Oakwood Apartments—an old, quiet building on the edge of the city. The rent is cheap, the neighbors keep to themselves, and everything seems normal. Until she meets Damien Hale, the enigmatic tenant in the apartment above hers. Damien is strange, intense, and knows far too much about Oakwood’s secrets. Secrets like Apartment 3B, which has been empty for months—despite Lena hearing noises from inside. Secrets like the mysterious disappearance of Ryan Thomas, the last person to live there. Then one night, Damien gives her a key. To Apartment 3B. Inside, Lena finds more than just dust and forgotten walls. She finds footsteps that don’t belong to her. A chair that vanishes when she looks away. And whispers in the dark that seem to know her name. Now, trapped between paranoia and reality, Lena realizes she’s caught in something far more dangerous than she ever imagined. And Damien? He isn’t just a neighbor. He’s the only one who can help her survive. But only if she follows the rules. And rule number three is the one she’s already broken: If you ever find a door open when you know you closed it—don’t go inside. PS: it's parentally suggested cause it is really psychologically dark so read at your own mental risk muaaah :)

Hiroshi Takahashi, a young office worker in modern Tokyo, leads an ordinary life, immersed in neon lights and the constant noise of the city. One day, while walking home after a long day at work, he receives a mysterious notification on his smartphone: an app called "The Game of the Net." Curious, Hiroshi decides to open it, but as soon as he interacts with the app, he is suddenly teleported into an unfamiliar digital world, a landscape made of codes and fluorescent lines.

"Atish zayan hates noise,while Meher is a strom of words.fate ties them together but silence changes everything.."

In a world obsessed with fleeting motivation and quick fixes, Unbreakable Discipline cuts through the noise with a raw, no-bullshit approach to building the only thing that truly matters: relentless, unyielding discipline. This isn’t a book for the faint of heart or those looking for easy answers. It’s a manual for those who are ready to face the hard truths, to dig deep, and to push through every mental and physical barrier standing in their way. You’ll learn why motivation is overrated and how to cultivate the discipline that keeps you moving forward, even when every part of you wants to quit. Through personal stories of pain, failure, and ultimate triumph, you’ll discover how to master the “one-second decision” that separates winners from losers. You’ll delve into the mental zones that high achievers live in, learning to compartmentalize and focus with military precision. This book doesn’t just tell you what to do; it shows you how to do it. You’ll get actionable steps to expand your mental toughness, embrace discomfort, and shatter the limits you’ve placed on yourself. If you’re ready to stop making excuses and start making progress, Unbreakable Discipline is your blueprint for becoming unstoppable. This is more than just a book—it’s a call to arms for those who refuse to settle, who are ready to take control of their minds, their lives, and their futures. It’s time to step up, embrace the grind, and prove to yourself that you’re capable of greatness.

Johann Freyy had long accepted that life wasn’t for him. Every job he’d tried seemed to slip through his fingers, and each dismissal stung harder than the last. He was tired—tired of trying, tired of failing, tired of feeling like he was never enough. As a construction worker on a planet that was suffocating under its own weight, opportunities were few and far between, and the ones that existed were often out of reach for someone like him. A simple mistake, one that wasn’t even his fault, had cost him the only job he retained for a long period of time, and that was the breaking point. He had nothing left. No hope. No future. But that night, as he sat in a rowdy bar, surrounded by faces just as worn and defeated as his own, something changed. There, amid the noise and chaos, he overheard a conversation that would change his life for the better or worse.

Kayla is awakened in the middle of the night by a loud noise and follows the creature that caused the noise into the forest behind her house. But she is pulled into a magical world, and does not know how to get back home. Will she make it? And what else is waiting on her magical journey to find a way back home?

(Warning! Mature Content!) With the moon as my only guide, I scamper through the sand and into the tent my two guards, Ryland and Aren share. Ryland, still awake, rolls over onto his side and props his head up on his hand, watching me awkwardly trip into the tent with amused eyes. “Are you okay?” Aren shifts in his sleep and then slowly opens his eyes. “Ora?” He grumbles. “What are you doing here?” “I heard a weird noise.” I bite my lip and blush at the lame excuse. “A weird noise?” Aren asks curiously, then a grin spreads across his face. “Did you come here so we could protect you from the scary noises?” He teases. “Well it is our job to keep our lady safe.” Ryland states and then reaches out to me. His warm hands wrap around my waist and pull me down to lay next to him. He spoons me and I look over at Aren who lies facing me just inches away. “You’re safe will us, so go back to sleep.” Ryland rests his head on his pillow and closes his eyes. I try to relax for a few minutes, but I can’t get my brain to calm down. “Aren?” Aren groans in response. “Yeah?” “Are you awake?” He cracks his eyes open and looks at me. “I am now. Why can’t you sleep?” “I can’t seem to relax.” “Do you want to chat for a bit to help you calm down?” Aren asks me. “Yeah that sounds nice.” I reply, but before I can say anything else, Ryland’s strong arm shifts and his large hand reaches down between my thighs. “Ryland, what are you doing?” I ask nervously. “I’m helping you relax.” He whispers into my ear. I gulp. “We can’t. Someone will hear us.” Rylands voice softly grazes across my ear. “We’ll just have to be really quiet then.” I glance over to see Aren's eyes darkening with need. ================== ================== Long ago, the Moon Goddess descended from heaven to the earthly plane and gifted animals with the ability to shift into a human form. Not long after arriving the Moon Goddess vanished. Now, shifter’s are struggling with their birth rate, particularly with that of female shifters. Eudora is one of these rare female shifters who will be attending the prestigious Tremont Academy. Her powers remain dormant, but she suspects knowledge is the key to unsealing them. Will Eudora be able to unlock the mysteries surrounding her, while attending classes and avoiding the temptation from all of the shifter men around her?

Finally my time has come, it's time to sleep... ???????? What's with all this noise? Is there some crazy person out there? Wait, what? Are they moving in there? ... Please I can't take it anymore, I just want to get some sleep... Anyone...? Help... Just get me out of here... ... ... ... [DING! - Is that all you want?] “Yes.” [DING! - Teleporting host to the Demon's Lair... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ...] “Wait... WHAAAAAAT?”

Whispers of the Summer Sky** Arjun never planned to spend his summer at a remote countryside resort, much less on a quiet hilltop bench. For him, it was supposed to be an escape from his family and the noise of life—just him, his sketchbook, and the stars. But everything changes when he meets Naina, a spirited and opinionated girl who claims the bench as her own. At first, their encounters are marked by playful arguments and awkward silences, but as the nights pass and the stars grow brighter, they begin to share pieces of themselves—dreams, fears, and the secrets they hide from the world. What starts as a chance meeting turns into something deeper, as the hilltop becomes their sanctuary and the summer sky witnesses the fragile bond forming between them. But summers don’t last forever. As the days slip by, Arjun and Naina must face the reality of their lives beyond the bench. Will their connection survive the world waiting for them, or will it fade like the whispers of the summer sky? A heartfelt story of fleeting moments, unexpected connections, and the beauty of finding someone who truly understands you.

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."

In the endless darkness, the ancient vampire prince, Adrian Dracul, awakens from a thousand-year slumber. Once a legend among the European nobility, he possessed unparalleled power and grace, but a betrayal cost him everything, nearly destroying his eternal life. Now, he finds himself in the 21st century, a strange world filled with technology and noise.

Some days are just like that, the pain is so much it cripples you and all you want to do is hide in the darkest recesses of your mind,you would want to do anything to hide from the pain.The soul crushing sadness slowly engulfs you,sucking all the happiness away like a vaccum. The sound of laughter seems like bitter bile ,you want to escape it all but how exactly can you run from the demons torment,the taunting of your heart.The torment is hellish and it's always in your head speaking and never ceasing as you sink deeper in despair. The pain rips you apart but no not physical pain,physical pain would be too easy but emotional and psychological torture the kind that never scars but always keeps bleeding. Finally you have had enough,grabbing the sleeping pills you take ten instead of the recommended two, A genuine smile for the first time in weeks engulfs you and the voices finally goes silent.Its finally quiet almost too quiet ,why is it so quiet? The only answer you get in return is your fading heartbeat and fluttering lashes.The last noise you register is the clattering of the cup you still held and then nothing but endless darkness. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher. Copyright 2025Aquah_Goddess

Azrael, an ancient figure shrouded in myth, unexpectedly awakens in the fast-paced, noisy world of the 21st century. Overwhelmed by the constant honking of cars, towering skyscrapers, and the endless noise of humans screaming in amusement parks riding the fast spinning ride, he begins to question his sanity—and his fate. In this unfamiliar era, Azrael is captivated by the marvels of human invention and technology. Amidst the chaos, he also discovers love, something he never imagined he would experience after centuries of solitude. However, as he grows attached to this strange new world, a dark and impending threat begins to close in. To make matters worse, his memories seems incomplete, leaving him unsure of what’s missing and why. As danger approaches, Azrael must navigate his confusion and protect the love he’s found, all while facing the mysteries of his own forgotten past. Note: *Alternate POV between seme and uke *Boys love *Fast-paced romance *Zombies *1V1 *there might be wrong spellings and grammars.

Moral, or Mo for short, and Virgil lived in the city. The city where lights stayed on until 4 AM with faint noises of the ambulance rushing through at midnight. They lived in a small apartment in an alleyway with greased bricks, creating a slippery welcome into their doorway. MoVi is a "MoVie" like love story, but raw, and real like reality as it captures first love and the heartbreak that comes along with it.

"Hello X news here today we are interviewing the family related to the perpetrator that carried out multiple armored attacks throughout the city and land eventually trying to start his country on a uncharted island" the reporter speaks firmly and clearly... "Missus and Sir what are your thoughts on your son?" He held the microphone to the fathers mouth "Well for one i think that piece of shit is finally doing something in his life finally something than being cooped up in his room as a good for nothing!" The fathers wife held his arm even more tightly "How could you! he is our son... Son if your seeing this please be safe we love you and your father just wants the best.." -The noise suddenly cuts off "Supreme leader your actions have finally spread through out America happy?"