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One minute, I was a medical doctor rushing to work. The next, I woke up as a lowly omega inside the pages of my favorite werewolf novel The Psycho Alpha. Alpha Zachary Black. The cruel, ruthless, dangerously sexy Alpha of the Redwood Pack. The same man who kills anyone who breathes wrong around him. Especially women. He hates them. Despises weakness. And he definitely doesn’t believe in love. And he chose me as his personal omega. But there’s something wrong with me. I can hear his thoughts. Not just random thoughts. Dirty thoughts. Dark, possessive, obsessive ones about me. His so-called “personal omega.” He thinks I’m weak, fragile, breakable… but he also wants to ruin me, claim me, devour me. Every time he looks at me, his inner voice screams things his lips would never dare say out loud. I should be afraid of him. I should run far, far away. But how do you escape someone who owns your body and now, wants your soul? Worse, he’s starting to suspect I’m not who I say I am. Because I’m not just Christy, the omega. I’m a stranger in this world, trying to survive a plot I already know ends in blood.

I moved into this house for peace. What I found was a voice — whispering beneath the floorboards. At first, I thought it was in my head. Sleep-deprived illusions, the old wood creaking. But the voice grew louder. It called my name. It told me things only I should know. It begged. It threatened. It wept. And every time I listened... I changed. As days blur into nights and reality slips through the cracks, I no longer know if I’m the only one living here. Or if the house is alive — feeding on me, molding me, watching me. This is not just a haunting. This is a descent — into the darkest parts of a mind, and a house that refuses to let go. You might hear them too, once you start reading. But be warned… The deeper you listen, the louder they become.

In the tale of history and the shrouds of darkness , who was watching ?, who was calling? The Voices of the unseen watching from the rifts awaiting their time of calamity. In the Shadow of the gods and monsters , nestled between nations lies a placed not marked on any official map, A place known only to those who need it most. They call it the House of Red-Hill To the mundane, it's a charitable home for war orphans and lost children. A quiet estate just beyond the edge of the Nation of Aegis , run by a woman once hailed as the brightest mind but Red-Hill is no sanctuary . beneath its warm halls and shared meals , the children are trained in silence, secrecy, and survival. They are taught not to pray but to act, to kill , to protect. Each child is raised to not just face the monsters lurking in the shadows but to be bought , licensed, and employed by those afraid to relay on divine mercy alone. Some call it salvation, Others call it exploitation. But to the children of Red-Hill, its just home. And every night , when the rifts groan , they lie awake in their beds.... waiting for their next assignment.

The universe was not born of fire or fury—but from a single, forbidden question that awakened all existence: "Who am I?" Sylos Starlost awakens in an infinite void—where not even darkness remains, only the unbearable absence of light, matter, time, and even memory. Yet, within him glows a fractured, radiant heart—an Anchor Memory, holding fragments of forgotten wars, lost love, and aching emptiness. When he touches it, a flood of forgotten truths overwhelms him. He recalls a final warning: "If ever that Voice finds you, do not respond with silence. Listen—wholly, fearlessly, completely." Thus begins his journey—not as a hero, not as the chosen one—but as the last to remain. His pilgrimage is not to conquer the cosmos but to reclaim what it once dared to be before silence swallowed all things. In seeking the answer to the primordial question, Sylos must face his greatest fear—not what lies among the stars, but the truth buried within himself.

Siren Thompson, and 18 year old boy has lived doing nothing with his life except wondering what he's wanted to do. However, when the past comes to haunt his friends and family, he's forced to make a choice that will affect the world as he knows it. He'll have to go through heart-break, loss, pain and trial and tribulation to survive this world

Maya, an omega, has been a victim of bullying since she turned sixteen and was found out to be without the wolf gene or trait. Her chief tormentors were the three sons of the Lycan King who ruled over the entire werewolf regions, taking into captive colonies that defied his order. After being set up by a jealous classmate, Maya is beaten and left for dead at the borders of their pack by the king’s three sons, who told the pack that she had been captured by some rogues. Maya is saved by a witch who adopted and drilled her on the ways of the ancient magic and sorcery, whilst encouraging and preparing her for a huge revenge plan which threatens to upset the balance of the world and unleash the great threads of darkness seven years later when she returns to her previous pack to perpetrate justice on her tormentors. She comes at a crossroads, however, when she discovers her true heritage and that her mate was the biggest bully there ever was, Adam Brekans, eldest son of the lycan king. What happens now? Would Maya continue on her quest for revenge? Or would she submit to the threads of love so that peace could reign?

Book cover taken from "natori - Overdose"

NOT YOUR REGULAR MAFIA STORY! A story of obsession, danger, and the kind of love that demands everything. If you’re looking for soft kisses and fairy-tale promises, this isn’t it. *** “This is not a game,” Lucas growled, stepping in, his presence dark and overwhelming. “Don’t ever do that again. You have no idea what you mean to me.” Claire’s inhaled sharply and she couldn’t believe the next words that came out of her own mouth. “Then show me,” she whispered in a short breath. In one swift movement, his hand gripped the back of her neck. “You have no idea what you’re asking for,” he murmured, staring into her soul, his breath warm against her skin. But Claire didn’t flinch. She slid her hand down, brushing against the hard outline of him through his jeans, maintaining intense eye contact. “I do.” *** Claire was just another struggling actress until a mafia boss handed her a ring and asked her to act as his wife. “Just one year, and you’ll never hear from me again,” he said. Yeah, right. Let’s see how that goes. He’s dangerous. Obsessive. Powerful. And he doesn’t like to share.

In a world where the boundary between life and death fractures with every whispered name, Through the Veil, a Voice follows Solan Maelvaran—a fallen prince resurrected within a heretic's corpse. Bound to an ancient system and haunted by a living shadow called Wyrm, Solan is thrust into the Veiled Labyrinth, a realm of trials where memory, identity, and soul are the price of power. As divine relics, sealed Names, and forbidden towers awaken, Solan must navigate esoteric horrors, unravel truths older than gods, and confront the nameless force that speaks through his blood. His journey will unmake reality—or remake it, if he survives.

A grieving musician starts receiving mysterious audio files from his dead lover. But as the songs reveal secrets he never knew, he realizes he wasn’t the only one she left behind. A story of grief, guilt, and a final goodbye that was never finished.

what do want from me. mind games, labyrinths, videogames, I have it all but, you have none.

In a world where speech is outlawed, one voice could start a revolution. Or end everything. Kael was raised in silence—just another forgotten soul in the crumbling outskirts of the Vowenrealm. But when blood is spilled and secrets rise, Kael discovers he holds a forbidden power: the ability to command with a single word. A Whisperer. Now hunted by a ruthless theocracy and haunted by the cost of using his gift, Kael must decide what he's willing to lose in order to set the world free—if he doesn’t lose himself first. The Last Voice is a dark, character-driven fantasy about power, memory, and moral fracture. Fans of grim settings, quiet rebellions, and morally grey protagonists will find much to love—and fear—in this tale. New Chapters on Mondays @ 12:00PM PST and Thursdays @ 12:00 PST

She was once Ivy Reed, a 21st-century assassin, the best even, and now she's trapped in a kingdom ruled by magic. In the body of someone who bared the same name- Ivy. The magicless daughter of, Marquis Ravenshield. Thrust into the royal spotlight and bound by an unexpected marriage to Prince Tristan of Embercrown—the cold, feared ninth prince—Ivy finds herself at the heart of a court that watches her every move. But beneath the jewels and silks, she resumes her life as an assassin, moving unseen through the dark undercurrents of palace life. She juggles her double life—playing the perfect princess by day, and handling threats the only way she knows how by night. But danger is never far, and love might just be the one enemy she didn’t see coming.

I was suppose to die that day, but a notification pinged on me. And then, I was resurrected. Not on Earth, but in some kind of a game!!!

A child cursed from birth or maybe not totally cursed ok fine he is cursed but just a little bit

Genre: Dark Fantasy | Post-Apocalyptic | Supernatural Before light, there was Chaos—a god born of shadow, cast into a mirror world by the god of light and cursed to fade into nothingness. In this dying replica of Earth, humanity fights for survival against the World Eaters, monstrous beings sent to devour everything. But Chaos will not go quietly. With his last strength, he scattered seven black crystals, fragments of his power, across the prison world—waiting for someone to find them. Waiting for a spark. That spark is Zenith, a seventeen-year-old orphan drawn to a forgotten ruin by a force he doesn’t understand. When he touches the crystal, he awakens the ancient voice of Chaos itself—and becomes its reluctant vessel. As Zenith struggles to resist the god inside his mind, he’s pulled into a desperate mission: to recover the remaining crystals, unlock his true potential, and uncover the horrifying truth… This world isn’t real. And the only way to save it is to destroy it. But Chaos has his own plans. And Zenith may not survive becoming the weapon he was never meant to be. ---

Update Schedule: Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday on WN, SH, MSB, and RR. As for the Patrons, almost Daily updates with guaranteed 25 new Chapters each month. Discord: https://discord.gg/t2gPEt3 Synopsis: Keith, a vieux riche, spoiled and cherished, heir to the Demiliore Consortium, lives his life at large. Power, Wealth, Fame; He has it all. But is it all just a dream? With a set of memories, the knowledge of the future, in a play orchestrated by Destiny, knowing well that he is born to be a Villain, will he prevail? Or is he going to fall at the hands of the Child of Destiny just like he did in the nightmare that haunts him? Author's Note: Yes, the story is heavily influenced by Urban-Fantasy Chinese Novels. Don't read if you have a problem with those types of plots. 'Cliche' plot elements are bound to appear, so if you easily get triggered by such things, keep away. And I would advise you to not even start the story if you are an ardent believer of 'Good shall prevail over the Evil'. Keep away! MC here is a Villain! But yes, he is not someone deprived of emotions, even though he is a Scum. So, do not expect an outright Evil MC either. I don't write Netorare. Don't worry about it! Warnings: > Incest > Dark Elements > Sexual Content > Traumatising Content > Gore > Manipulative MC > Sexual Abuse > Parallel World (Almost a New World) > Fantasy Elements (Full-fledged Fantasy later) > System > Slavery

These are poems I have written for the past two years.

In a country shattered by corruption, military brutality, and unbearable cost of living, the people suffer in silence—until one man decides to scream loud enough for the world to hear. His name is Very Dark Man, known across TikTok, Facebook, and Instagram as VDM—the fearless voice of the oppressed. Through massive protests and powerful online messages, he becomes the face of a movement. Millions believe in him. The youth adore him. The government fears him. But behind every revolution lies a shadow… When VDM makes a shocking decision that shakes the entire nation, the line between hero and traitor begins to blur. Is he the people’s last hope—or their greatest betrayal? This is not just a fight for justice. It’s a war for the soul of a dying nation.

This will have a lot of R18 content so be careful This not a novel for children's It's normal shit like our main character is now in a different world He is now a Villain in a NTR novel as a Duke =========================≠========== It will have some Netori so warning;!! The Mc will cuck some guys My first language is not english so I hope you ignore some off my mistakes

In a world that silences truth more than lies, one boy begins to hear whispers no one else can. As dreams blend into reality, and people begin to vanish, a hidden guilt grows louder than words. Voices of the Forgotten is a psychological mystery that unravels the human mind, society’s silence, and the fragile line between madness and meaning. Realistic, symbolic, and deeply emotional — this is not just a story. It’s an echo of every thought we bury.

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A young man orphaned with his sister, Has been working hard to keep them afloat for years and then the world decides to fuck him over. Hard. His sister his suddenly sick with a rare and potentially deadly disease. Yet hope still lives as a cure exists but its extremally expensive. His job doesn't pay enough, but there's a chance... A new fully immersive VR game has been announced, New Realm. Will He be able to save his sister or will he fall to depression?