Goosebumps Clown

"Doctor, it seems there's something wrong with my emotions." "There's a clown in the West City circus who can make everyone laugh. I think he can certainly help you." "But Doctor... I am that clown." "..." ...... Waking up in a strange room, Leonard Churchill finds himself lying next to a stunning woman. Assuming good fortune has come knocking, but the eerie part is, she's a corpse without any heartbeat or breath. Just when he thinks he's been roped into a bizarre murder scene, After a closer inspection, He realizes, Shockingly, she isn't human! This is a fantastical world after the Great Catastrophe, under the fog-covered land lies countless Underground Cities left by the ancients. A Treasure Hunter wearing a clown mask travels alone in the dark. He is Joker Leonard Churchill, the Catastrophe King! PS. If you're out of books to read, you can check out the already fixed 3 million+ sales old book "Mechanical Alchemist".

The footsteps sounded closer, and closer, and closer, until he faintly heard Siri's voice welcoming someone into the house, but before he could open his eyes to see who it was, he felt a large hand gripping his neck, his legs were locked tightly between much larger ones, and, he felt the cold metal of a gun placed directly on his...gun. Zeno quickly opened his eyes from instincts, ready to fight off his attacker, but the moment he did so, he was met with mesmerizing dark grey orbs, staring dangerously at him. The face of his attacker was too close, he couldn't make out his features, but he knew they were sharp, even from a closed look. He didn't bother fighting, he didn't want to lose his junior member down there, and his Nana still expected grandchildren from him. He couldn't disappoint her. "Who. Are. You?" The voice of his attacker was so deep, dark, and commanding. Zeno was a fighter, but he felt a chill run down his spine from the sound of the voice. The hand around Zeno's neck tightened, but he endured it, he was a fighter. Judging by his attacker's looks and actions of confidence, this was his boss. ~~~ After losing his parents and being faced with an unbelievable medical bill, Zeno Evander finds himself working as a Manny for a mysterious Billionaire, but it doesn't last long; after almost being killed by the Mafia billionaire, Zeno swore never to return to that place again. But after a week of escaping the Mafia billionaire, Zeno finds himself kidnapped and Blackmailed into signing a year's contract as the Mafia's Manny and bodyguard. Could Zeno escape his evil and monstrous boss? Or would he be consumed by him? Consumed by the forbidden passion he felt build up between them? Would he risk his life just to experience the burn of forbidden love? After the betrayal from his family, ex-wife, and friend five years ago, Sebastian Orion became a totally different being. He became cold, aloof, and dangerous as he rose to become the most feared Mafia king of the underworld, and everyone who heard his name shivered from fear. He distrusted everyone and hated any form of human relationships, building a thick wall around himself. But, not until his son's manny came into the picture. Zeno irritated him in every way, he hated the mere sight of his bodyguard and would have chosen to kill him if not for the sake of his son. Sebastian always tried to push Zeno away by treating him in the lowest way possible. But when the contract was coming to an end, were his feelings still the same? Or did he suddenly realize that it wasn't only his son that needed Zeno? ~~~ "What are you waiting for? Leave!" Sebastian snarled bitterly. He would have to speak with Butler Nicole to find out why he brought back this stupid clown to his house. He had just returned from yet another trip, just to find this nuisance in his house again. He hated Zeno so much; he was classless and looked extremely dangerous to be near his son; who knew if he was sent as a snitch by an enemy? "I'm sorry, boss, but I can't," Zeno said and stood his ground. Leaving would mean he wanted his Nana to die; no, he'd rather stay here and take all punches that came his way; he was used to it. "What?!" Sebastian couldn't believe that such stupid people were still existing in the world. "I can't leave," Zeno repeated.

*[Warning: Contains Netori, strong R-18 elements, book is not for weak-hearted]* Depressed by this unfair life, failing in one sided-relationship, and so many regrets, just when Shaan Singh thought his end was doomed, at the gates of the underworld, his soul was offered another shot at salvation! Starting afresh in an unfamiliar planet, Shaan stumbled upon a treasure that could help him hop between zombie and cultivation worlds. “There is shortage of food and resources in the apocalyptic world?” -“It’s okay, I will ship them from them from another world.” “You said, a zombie horde is coming?” -“It’s okay, I will call my undead army.” Facing countless lifeless zombies alone that could bring goosebumps, Shaan stood defiantly with a crazy greed in his eyes. Sometimes the gears of destiny turn in a way no one expects. Facing unimaginable enemies can he claim what he always wanted?…..or will he be forgotten in sands of time. Filled with never-seen-before challenges, this is his journey from Earth to Heaven, which shall shake the cosmos. And if someone stands against his eccentric dream? Then, Shaan is sorry in advance for sending them to the afterlife!

[WSA 2025 Entry] The apocalypse is here, and it’s so overdone. Monsters? Check. Burning sky? Check. Random system that gives you powers but also wants your firstborn? Double check. In the middle of this mess are two guys who couldn’t be more mismatched if they tried: The Fool: A guy who’s spent his life perfecting the art of doing nothing. His resume includes “professional procrastinator”, “class clown”, “expert nap taker”, etc... Now he’s got to survive an apocalypse that didn’t even give him a heads-up. How rude. The Regressor: A guy who’s lived through the end of the world more times than he can count. Literally. Because he forgot. Now he’s just a brooding mess with a leather jacket and zero useful advice. When the fool realizes his classmate is a regressor, he’s like, “Great. I’m stuck with the guy who’s seen it all but remembers none of it. This’ll go well.” Yet, they will still group up and face trials that test their sanity more than their skills. But as the so-called End demands more blood and the regressor’s memories start to resurface, they realize the real apocalypse might be their inability to agree on where to hide. Can a lazy dreamer and a forgetful hero save the world? Probably not. But hey, at least they’ll have a good story to tell—if they survive. ________ __ Please note that this story is a work of fiction and a product of the author's imagination. It contains scenes of violence, death, and may not be suitable for all readers. It is intended for mature audiences only.

Michael doesn't like rain one bit, he didn't like the feeling of being cold and wet. he didn't like the aftermath of rain either, but with a certain girls wish, it seems like a 'little' rain is the least of his worries.

A secret mission was all it took for Elise to gain the infamous twins, Azael and Reuel's attention and from then on, there was no stopping them. While the twins want her, Elise wants nothing to do with them. Amidst the growing infatuation and feelings, Elise has even to protect herself from the danger she has unknowingly put herself into. ---------------------------------------------------------------- “You were ours the day you stepped inside our club,” Azael said as he strode towards her and Elise took a step back instantly. “I belong to no one.” She declared as she maintained her gaze on him. But her wavering voice gave her away and Azael arched his lips, taking it as a challenge. “Are you sure, darling? Why does your heartbeat say otherwise?” Reuel approached her from behind and Elise was now trapped between the twins. “I…” Elise licked her lips as she maintained her gaze on the man before her while her mind was focused on Reuel’s wandering hands that were inching towards her waist. “You what, gorgeous?” Azael probed as he smirked at her evilly and Elise was lost in his mysterious depths instantly. “Tell us you want us, Elise.” Reuel urged from behind. “Tell us, baby. Tell us you want us as much as we want you.” Azael ran a finger along her arm and goosebumps peppered on her skin instantly. “Tell us, Elise.” And that was all it took for Elise to surrender. “I want you.” ---------------------------------------------------------------- This book contains mature content including violence and sexual themes. It is also a reverse harem romance and explores many different aspects of BDSM. Read at your own discretion.

Emma is a smart teenage girl who is ostracized at school by her brother and his friends for something she did three months ago. She spends most of her time in Blackwood Forest until she encounters a sadistic supernatural clown boy who changes her entire life.

The biggest mistake of Alicia's life, was trying to commit suicide. She found herself in the body of a 19 years old princess in exile, in the middle ages. What's more? She was forced to marry Prince Harold; the infamous white-haired hot tempered Prince who wouldn't mind killing someone for the most irrelevant reason. Now, her wedding is only a few hours from now and the 'princess', which happens to be Alicia, is supposed to display some 'princessly' skills to the guest. Quick question: Is twerking allowed in the middle ages? She knew one thing for sure, the wedding was going to be a disaster and the hot tempered prince was going to kill her before she found her way back home. God Help Her! ThatAmazingGirl in collaboration with Miss_Behaviour (The writers of In Love With A Klepto) is bringing you another book. "THE CURSED PRINCE'S STRANGE BRIDE" What would you do if you suddenly found yourself in the body of a princess in the ancient time? What's more, he isn't only a werewolf, he is also cursed by the moon goddess. EXCERPT: What should she do? She was confused and had no idea what was going on. Weddings in the middle ages was weird! What the hell is 'Virtues recitation'? Should she pretend to faint? That was the only thought that made sense. So that was what she did. She slowly collapsed on the ground and heard how everyone began to gasp and exclaim.  Alicia wanted them to take her out of there and then she would find a way to escape. But maybe she was unlucky after all, because when she peeped under her lashes, wondering why no one was coming to carry her out, she saw a golden robe, before the person crouched down in front of her. She shut her eyes tightly and stilled her breath. She was an actress, after all. She could pull this off flawlessly.  "That was a bad act, my lady." The deep voice spoke, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. Scary. "I will only give you three seconds to get up."  His voice wasn't really threatening, but somehow he commanded fear, especially with the slow and careful way he spoke. She had heard he was bad-tempered. What would he do after the three seconds passed? Would he kill her? Then would she die here? How did he even know she was pretending? Were people in the middle ages usually smart? She opened one eye to peek at him and saw him staring right at her with a smirk.  THERE WAS NO WAY THE WEDDING WASN'T HAPPENING. SHE WAS SO DEAD! ******* Werewolf (Check) Cursed prince (Check) Transmigration (Check) Comedy (Check) Romance (Double Check) ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY!

DON’T READ THIS BOOK! I ALREADY WARNED YOU. LIKE I SAID, THIS BOOK IS TRASH, AND I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO WRITE! My grammar’s terrible, my sentences are a mess, and honestly, I don’t even know why you’re still reading this synopsis. If you continue, you’ll probably regret it. Your eyes might burn from the sheer awfulness of this story. You might question why you ever thought picking this up was a good idea. So, take my advice: put this book down and walk away. Or, don’t… if you’re into strange, chaotic, and wildly unpredictable adventures written by someone who absolutely doesn’t know what they’re doing. Either way, don’t say I didn’t warn you! P.S. You’ve already read this far, so maybe you’re as curious as I was clueless when I started writing this…

COMING SOON!!! ~~~ When the most Infamous apocalypse boss transmigrates in a cultivation world, all she wants to do is live a peaceful life and stay away from the trouble. However, retribution came too fast and Gu Xinyue finds herself entangled with a group of eccentric people. A troublesome little thief who only knows how to trick people. A two-faced beauty who can't decide which mask to wear every day. A cold-faced mercenary who kills people without blinking. And an annoyingly clingy, paranoid fellow who gets jealous at every turn and won’t let go of her. As if that’s not enough, there are always some clowns jumping around in front of her! ~~ Clown No.1(Arrogant transmigrator): “Gu Xinyue, what rights do you have to compete with me? I am the heroine, I should be the one standing at the top, you’re just a villain!" Clown No.2 (Professional White Lotus): “I never meant to offend you… I only wanted to be friends. But why do you always misunderstand me? Maybe it’s just my fault for being born weak.” Clown No.3 (Perverted Demon king): “This king has lived for a thousand years, yet I have never seen a fool as ignorant as you! How dare you lay your dirty hand on this king’s beloved!” Clown No. Nth (Standard Young Master #27): Do you know who my father is? You better kneel now and beg for forgiveness before he kills you!" Gu Xinyue: “…” Heaven! Can’t she just live a peaceful life? ~~ Author's note: I will start publishing chapters soon!! - The credit for the cover image goes to its artist - I found it through Pinterest. Story style: I've always wanted to try writing a cultivation novel that has all of my favorite troupes. Might be different from your traditional cultivation. Romance will be a subplot in the beginning. If you think it's not your cup of tea, please refrain from entering :)

Mal, a struggling actor working from gig to gig while working part time, finally lands a role in the film adaptation of a newly popular novel. One cold winter night, while trying grapple his character from the story he gets frustrated and he steps outside for a breather—only to see a car headed towards him. was he dead? or did he survive? Turns out the option is neither! He wakes up, he finds himself trapped in the body of the story’s villain, a character destined to die within a year. With no way to undo the crimes already committed, Mal now is stuck in a the most fantastical world he as ever seen and must try find a way to survive.

It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!

This story is a masterpiece. A true work of Art. (By me, obviously!) Honestly, I was this close to dropping it. I already did, but then I saw the data—one single, vivid reader. Just one. And you know what? Screw you. I’m going to keep writing this chaotic nightmare just so you have something to read. Updates? Every weekend. How many chapters? Who knows. One? Three? Depends on my mood. But if you’re really that one persistent reader, I guess you’ve earned this: Thank you. Truly, sincerely, from the bottom of my heart. You’re the reason this story lives on.

Venzel’s peaceful life as an alchemist was destroyed when Aron, the so-called hero, followed a path that led to the ruin of his family. But Venzel isn’t just a victim—he knows the truth. This world is a novel, and Aron is a reincarnator blindly following its script. Now, Venzel is done playing by the rules. Armed with forbidden knowledge and explosive potions, he’s determined to rewrite the story. Whether it’s sabotaging Aron's destiny or making unlikely allies, Venzel will stop at nothing to take back what was stolen. Can Venzel turn the hero's tale into his own, or will his revenge cost him everything?

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This is not about face-slapping or prideful MC or overpowered MC or Pokemon catching. This is about MC who does not possess any sort of Cheat power or talent in Cultivation World. This is about a normal guy who trying to survive in a Cruel world in his way. Bootlicking Check Selling everything Check Clown MC Check Scum MC Check " This is the young master's table. Get out everyone " I said with a proud smile . " Let me clean your shoes young master " I used my clothes and cleaned the young master's shoes. " You guys don't know, young master's fiance is the most beautiful girl on this plane," I said to the crowd with a proud smile while having a sexual relationship with young master's fiance in his back. .................. Our MC brought a present and a pack of Condon to celebrate the happy new year with his girlfriend to take her virgin and to lose his virginity. Happy New Year is not sweet for everyone. He died on the way to his girlfriend and reincarnated in Cultivation World. What awaited him is despair and miserable feelings. This is about Love, Lust, Tragedy, Resentment, Betrayal, and moving forward. -------------------------- As I already said this is about a normal guy trying to survive in the Cultivation world. English is not my native, please beware of that. I am a man of tags and No netorare. ------ I don't own the cover's art, Free feel to tell me if the owner wanted to take down the cover. I will do it immediately.

Desperate times they say, call for desperate measures. Fiona Lopez, after her mother gets diagnosed with cancer turns to a hire a girlfriend agency in order to foot her mother's medical bills. Having successfully paid for the medical bills, Fiona decides to find a decent job before her mother is discharged but gets caught up in a web when she goes for her job interview only to find out that her supposed boss is none other than the man she had played a fake girlfriend for on her last job. Desperate for a job, and not wanting to return to her former job, she is forced into working closely with him even though she doesn't want to. While working closely with him, she soon realizes that love bridges all gaps when she finds herself falling helplessly in love with Liam. Liam Parker is a dashingly handsome, aloof, and indifferent young CEO of the PK Enterprise. After his last relationship where he caught his girlfriend getting engaged to a business partner, Liam decided that he wasn't cut out for love. But when he turns to hiring a girlfriend in an attempt to evade marriage, everything changes for Liam when he meets and falls for his hired girlfriend at first sight. Not only does he fight to get Fiona's love, but he fights to gain approval from his mother too. *****Excerpt**** "I'm sorry Mr. Parker but you have it all wrong. We don't have sex with our clients. It's against protocols," she explained and Liam nodded. "No one would know we did it, right? I won't tell and surely you won't," he said and Fiona looked at him incredulously. "I guess you're drunk," she said flatly and he nodded and stood up. He walked closer to her and whispered to her ears, causing goosebumps to sprout all over her body. "Yes, I'm drunk and you're the only one that can sober me up right now. So, how much?" he asked and Fiona gave him a confused look. What was he asking? How much what? Did she tell him she was selling anything to him? She mused as her brows drew together. "How much? How much for what?" she asked and he ran his finger down her cheek, making it hard for her to concentrate. "How much would it cost me to have my cock buried inside you....." before he could finish, a hot-sounding slap landed on his face, causing him to turn to the side.

[Reasoning + Imagination + Simulated Crime] “Ladies and gentlemen!” “The simulated crime show, the ultimate battle royale of the final season, is here!” “A thousand contestants participate in the game and play as villains to simulate crimes.” “As long as you can survive until the end, you can win a billion-dollar prize!!!” The entire network is completely boiling! Under heavy rewards, there must be brave men!! This season is bound to be the most exciting season among all escape shows!! And Lin Bai, after being reborn, happens to be one of the contestants. But embarrassingly, for the items drawn at the beginning, others all get weapons. But Lin Bai drew a bag of deadly duck necks... Even the staff couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. But in the next second... Lin Bai directly holds a Sprite in one hand and a lighter in the other and rushes onto the high-speed train. “I declare that all of you are hijacked by me!” Audience: “???” Hijacking a high-speed train with a Sprite? Isn't this just a pure clown? However! As time goes by... One-click sharing. The audience gradually finds that things seem to start to go wrong... [The content is short and weak. More exciting content is all in the book.]

Lucius’s childhood was anything but ordinary—or easy. He dreamed of becoming a clown, like his father, whose laughter could light up a room. But that dream was shattered the day his father left to buy milk and never returned. Left behind with a struggling family, his mother took on three jobs to support him and his younger sister. Though his childhood dream faded, Lucius worked tirelessly, eventually securing a stable job as a manager. It wasn’t glamorous, but it gave him purpose and the chance to repay his mother’s sacrifices. For the first time, he was content. But the universe had other plans. Through a twist of absurdity, Lucius is thrust into a shattered, broken world—a place teetering on the edge of ruin. He awakens in the body of another Lucius, someone eerily similar to himself, burdened with a past just as heavy. Confused and desperate, Lucius rejects the call. He is no protagonist, no hero. All he wants is to return home to his family, to the life he worked so hard to build. But when the stakes rise and the weight of the broken world bears down on him, Lucius must make an impossible choice: will he rise to the occasion, reliving an old dream in a world abandoned by even its gods? Or will he turn away, leaving the world—and its people—to their fate? In a sea of suffering, happiness lies hidden at its depths. But who among us is willing to take the plunge?

"I don't believe you." I answer him with unusual calmness, trying to convince him that I know that he's just spewing bullshit to see me go crazy and that this is all just a sad, sinister joke. This can't be true. "In fact, why should I believe anything you say?" Although I'm starting to question everything, he doesn't need to know that. He just smirks, looks too proud of himself, and begins to walk backward, away from me. "You don't have to believe me, darling. You'll see for yourself, soon. Very soon." It sounds much like a promise of the unknown future that they stop my mind on the track. Goosebumps spread all over my hands and the back of my neck. A bad premonition clouds my heart. What do you mean, soon? And how does he know? No, wait. What's with him? Is he a fortune teller too, now? Am I supposed to believe his words, no question asked? The fact that I'm considering any of his words is enough proof that I'm indeed going insane. And maybe I'm a tad bit desperate to find answers to all of this mess that's my life from the past few weeks. He knows, and he's taking advantage of it. I'm not sure how he knows, but I'm pretty annoyed that he could sway me easily with a few words. I need to stay the hell away from this nuisance. Just as I'm about to turn around and forget what he says, he decides to say something that I will remember long after my journey begins. "In fact, never believe in anyone, Elena. Not even The One's above." the last word he says before he turns around and completely disappears from my sight. His words leave me puzzled and speechless. I don't know what to think anymore. All of this new information only furthered my confusion. If any of what he says turns out to be true, then what's the meaning of this? I don't know anything anymore. But I know what I need to find out first. What in the world am I?

"I don't believe you." I answer him calmly, trying to convince him that I know that he was just spewing bullshit to make me go crazy, that this is all just a sad pathetic joke. This can't be true. "In fact, I don't believe anything you've said to me." I say more to try to convince myself, although I'm starting to question everything, but he doesn't need to know that. He just smirks, looks too proud of himself and begin to walks backward, away from me. "You don't have to believe me, darling. You'll see for yourself, soon. Very soon." It sounds much like a promise of the unknown future that they stop me on my track. Goosebumps spread all over my hands and the back of my neck. A bad premonition clouds my my heart. No, wait. What's with him? Does he think that he is a fortune teller too, now? Am I supposed to believe his words, no question asked? The fact that I'm considering any of his words are just enough prove that I'm indeed going insane. No, he is insane. And maybe, I'm a tad bit desperate to find answers to all of this mess that's my life these past few weeks. And he's taking advantage of it, I'm not sure how he knows but I'm pretty annoyed that he could sways me easily like this. I need to stay the hell away from this nuisance. Just as I'm about to turn around and forget what he says, he decides to say something that I will remember long after my journey begins. "In fact, never believe in anyone, Elena. Not even The One's above." are the last word he says before he turn around and completely disappear from my sight. His words leave me puzzled and speechless. I don't know what to think anymore. All of this new information only further my confusion as it is. If any of what he says turn out to be true then what's meaning of this? I don't know anything anymore. Only one thought clouding my mind. What in the world is going on?

There was a popular comic that captured the hearts of readers not because of its plot, but rather the bromance between the two protagonists, a crown prince and a duke. Their friendship & mutual trust led fans to ship them endlessly, with countless fanfiction stories ranging from dating to marriage or even incorporating omegaverse settings. One particular m-preg fanfic novel became extremely popular among fans, where the previously cold duke becomes pregnant. But the popularity of both the original comic and this novel caused everything to become unbalanced, until something strange happened - these works of fiction turn into real worlds that collided, creating an error that connected them together. In the world of the comic: Carlton from the fanfic world gazed up at his husband with longing eyes. "Husband..." He pouted, "Why don't you kiss me today?" Alaric from the comic world recoiled slightly and goosebumps broke out over his skin as he moved away. "Please don't come close to me..." He said tersely. Meanwhile, in another world: Alaric from the fanfic world, pulled his beloved Carlton into a warm embrace and peppered kisses on his cheeks. "Darling, are you mad at me?" Alaric asked affectionately. "It's okay, you're still cute." He leaned down to whisper into his ear before continuing. "But don't forget to comfort all our children, they think you're mad at them." Suddenly, seven children barged into the room and called out to their fathers. "Father, Daddy!" they exclaimed. Carlton's frozen expression spoke volumes about his state of mind as he tried to process what was happening. His murderous gaze fixed on Alaric as he muttered through gritted teeth. "Whose children do you say they are....?"

Blurb: Shirley Ryan, the clown of Greenmoss Pack, has always been looked down upon—a weak and poor werewolf whose only job is to entertain. But behind her forced laughter lies years of pain, secrets, and rejection, especially by her real mate, the powerful Alpha Eric Kane. Eric sees Shirley as nothing more than a mistake, a blight on his image. When he rejects her in favour of a stronger, more acceptable Luna, Shirley’s world shatters. But soon, a series of betrayals force Eric and Shirley together, and they must face their darkest fears—and each other. As Shirley finds secret powers, she becomes a force that could change Greenmoss forever. Will Eric understand what he’s lost before it’s too late? Or will Shirley rise without him, finding love, strength, and freedom on her terms?

5 years ago in the southwest wood there something happened that had given goosebumps to all the country. After that incident whenever someone cross the woods at midnight they gone missing. And after 2 days their dead bodies was hanging in the trees. There is someone who knows everything but she was in coma for 5 year .........................so join me in this mysterious adventure to find the truth .

Life is given for free but happiness comes with a cost that many can't afford to pay. *********** Even with the dark grey clouds that hovered over the vast sky and the dim light provided by the fire torch that was on the verge of being blown off by the wind, he could still see the glimmer in her eyes. The very same glimmer that appeared in those brown eyes everytime she was happy and for some reason, tonight he was unable to resist hir urges to steal a part of her. She was still standing by the door waiting for him to leave but he had not taken more than three steps before he halted and turned. His features were darker in contrast to the white shirt that he wore and the look on his face was a predatory one. Instead of getting scared, she watched him take the three stairs that led to her room's door and he was a few inches away from her, he finally spoke up. "If there is one thing that I hate, it's having regrets and I know that I will regret if I do not do this." A part of her was confused by his words and another part felt like she knew what he meant by those words. Before she even had a chance to contemplate on what he had just said, he leaned closer, curled his index finger on her pointed chin and tilted her in an angle such that she could feel his cold breath on her face that caused a shiver to run down her spine. Like she had been hypnotized, all she could do was to stare in those obsidian eyes that had held her captive. "This is a mistake that I want to commit again and again." His breath fanned on her face and goosebumps formed on her skin. Not because of the wind, but because of the effect he had on her. If it was some time before, she would have probably pushed him away or maybe escaped but as time had passed by, her feelings towards him had changed...

A house haunted by a female ghost I couldn't sleep it felt like someone was staring at me goosebumps all over my body both day and night

Have you ever wondered how fate is a huge joke? - I mean it, like a literal clown trying to make people laugh at cold jokes that not many would understand.  Ivy Hui-Clover was told at a young age that she can live up to 25 years old. And the only way for her to survive is to find her Mr. Right and... - well that's for another time to continue.  "Is it wrong to want to sabotage my own blind date?" Ivy slurped her boba milk tea and focused intensely on chewing the pearls. As she savored the sweet flavor, her fraternal twin, Chloe answered her question. "What do you think?" Compared to her, Chloe had it easier when it came to looking for a partner.  "Then being a savage, it is." Ivy cupped her cheek, clearly in a good mood from having her favorite drink in her hands.  -- "Ivy went where?!" Selina's high pitched voice made her husband, Jason cover his ears. Rereading the note that Ivy had left behind, her left brow twitched unhappily. "Who told her Chloe was going there?! Nuh uh. No way! I need to send someone to get her back." She slammed the note against the table. At the same time, fate played a twist on Ivy.  After roaming around the unfamiliar mall, she finally purchased a new laptop for herself. Her clumsy friend destroyed her old one in the most peculiar way anyone can ever imagine. As she walked out of the store, she bumps into a young man, causing her swirled glasses to fall. The stranger gasped when he saw her face and she quickly took her glasses from his hands before heading off the opposite direction. Not long after, she found herself surrounded by guards in suits with a weapon in their blazer. "Don't move and follow us," the guard said. "Interesting," Ivy smirked at his challenge. -- "How did you get here?" His voice was so deep, causing ripples in her chest. It sent shivers down her spine, making her tighten her legs around his waist. Mark Williams was told that the girl he's been looking for might be found - his friend had run into her in front of the electronic store. However, she ran away like a frightened bunny. It was a game of tag at this point, and he had a time limit - to catch her before she leaves this mall. In the midst of looking for her, he found a girl flying towards his direction - yes, flying. He caught her, and one of her mustache swirled glasses lens fell off, revealing her energetically innocent puppy eyes. 'It's her' His heart beat against his chest rapidly. "I flew here." She replied. And this was the start of their twisted fate. What would happen when she learns about his profession and realizes he wasn't who she thought he was? Yet, it brought her such excitement as it dragged out her crazy fantasies from her private library of Mafia Romance books?