Midnight'S Death

——-Warning Mature language——- During a school trip, six teenagers stumble upon a mysterious game wheel that transports them to a different dimension. Every midnight, they must fight for a chance at a normal life, though they've never known what "normal" truly means. They grapple with questions of purpose and survival: What are they fighting for? Why were they chosen to endure such horrors? Shifting between realms and battling beasts beyond mortal comprehension, they struggle to make a home in a world that wants them gone. Join this campaign. Embark on this journey. ————————— I hope you enjoy this story. love y’all, peace out

Irene is turning her world upside down. She's getting away from her uncle's family for a job in a big company in the countryside, leaving the bustling populated city behind. Having nailed a job at the prestigious Ayers Industry as an Executive Assistant of the CEO, she did her best to leave a good and normal first impression without knowing that her bosses will be the one giving her a shocking, not-so-normal impression. Shockingly, being trapped in the lush forest of Drifida was not so shocking anymore. Encountering wolves, vampires, or even a human with a wings is becoming more and more normal as she spend her time unlocking the mysterious Mr. Killian Harth, the COO and the famous dazzling beast. . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY IS WRITTEN IN ENGLISH UPDATES ONCE A WEEK

Eren Heart, a former ranker, returns to the world of the living after an eternity in the realm of the dead. His mission to bring balance to this new world with the help of a powerful ring, The god eater. Haunted by the trauma of his past, he struggles to find his place in a world that has drastically changed in his absence. His family is distant, his former friends, allies and enemies too have moved on, leaving him adrift in a world unknown. However, with ever great object of power their is a price to pay. Eren's slow transformation into something more than human, as he grapples with the consequences of wielding godlike power in a world teetering on the edge of chaos.

When Si Shen encounters a particularly volatile and damaged soul, he is drawn into an investigation that uncovers the source of her corruption. This cultivation artifact of unknown origins which had driven the spirit mad piqued Si Shen's interest. While Si Shen wanted to investigate alone, he crossed paths with Xue RenJie who was pursuing his own investigation of an old massacre that happened a decade ago. Together, they delve into the artifact's origin, uncovering hidden truths and impending chaos in the cultivation world.

“Don’t be a hero,” he whispered. “Heroes die alone.” Jester, the god of death and misery goes back in time to take revenge against his previous reincarnation. Keiren Astaroth finds himself at death's door, forced to pay for sins he did not commit. The seven races fought for a throne, the highest seat in the universe. Trapped in the future, Keiren must live as Caedes Volkov, someone the 7 races want dead. If that wasn't enough? Keiren Astaroth was the son of Ifrit, the first primordial. He was the rightful heir to what Jester was essentially stripped of. The Forgotten Throne. *** CHECK OUT MY OTHER BOOK “Villain Hiring”

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”

Happy Ever After Midnight is what would happen if a fairy tale was written for and by the LGBTQ+ community. It tells the story of a fairy godmother whose latest assigned princess is proving more complicated than planned.

Tuesday night on the 31st of December in the year 2020. I remember this day extremely well because it was the day I committed suicide ...... and also the day it all began. Instead of descending to the afterlife as I had wished I instead ended up being placed in the Tower of Chaos as a participant in a competition. That's fine then since I could simply kill myself if I didn't wish to participate but the problem was Hades the god of Death chose me as his successor meaning that suicide wasn't an option. Though he did say what I had to do to have a peaceful death.......I simply had to reach the top of the tower. But were things really that simple? Other books by Wesh2003: Cerberus Blackborn https://www.webnovel.com/book/cerberus-blackborn_22369361705917605 If you wish to support me as well as obtain other exclusive benefits, please visit my Patreon. patreon.com/Wesh2003 Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/yMJRAuvMKE

When Julia's home village was slaughtered before his eyes, and he was next, a soldier rescued him, saving his life. But this did not come without consequence. Julia suffered a life-altering ailment, and was struck with a curse, that would haunt him until he fulfilled his duty; to kill the man who saved his life. Julia spends the next ten years desperately searching for the soldier. However, his goal is not to kill him. Instead, he hopes to prove the vengeful spirits wrong, showing them that their anger is misplaced, seeking to removing the curse.

[Indefinite Hiatus] What is an extra? An unknown character in a novel that has no mention or involvement in the plotline whatsoever. “A few thousand people died due to this horrible tragedy.” With these few lines of words, people or in actuality, extras simply die. There simply is no consequences to kill off some random person when they have nothing to do with the plot. This is the dilemma the author proposed to me. Should I just sit here and wait for my inevitable fate of dying? No. I can't sit here doing nothing to stop the avalanche that is to come. I need to change that unchangeable fate of mine and turn into something that can be changed. Change fate into destiny. The author said to me, “To prevent your death as an extra, you must first become something more than an extra like a side character or a main character and to achieve that, you must be relevant to the story at all costs.” [The setting of the novel is set in the 1910s with radio, blimps and everything. However, it's just related to the architecture and technologies. Not the way of thinking, common sense or everyday speech.] * * * Chapter release schedule: Inconsistent. Basically means I may release like seven chapters all at once and then never release a chapter for several decades. This novel is extremely inspired by a novel called: “The Demon Prince goes to the Academy”

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After years of war, triggered by the tragedy caused by the appearance of towers and portals to other dimensions, the different races finally live in peace, prosperity, and happiness… except for the undead and the demons. They don't count; after all, they were the losers. Thus, their fate was sealed: marginalized beings, condemned to slavery and banished to desolate and inhospitable wastelands. The same as always. The heroes received fame and fortune for defeating the alien demon god, and Lyon, well, at least he is in good health. However, secretly excluded for practicing dark magic similar to that of demons, for his questionable taste in dark matters, and for admiring necromancers, he was soon deliberately forgotten by everyone. And if that weren't enough, his friends ended up killing him. “I’m sorry, your presence makes us nervous,” with some random excuse, they threw him into the abyss of the dead in the last SSS portal before completing it and sealing it forever. What no one expected was that Lyon would awaken a unique stigma: the Tamer of Death. He would take control of the portal, create his own tower, start adopting homeless losers, and join the games of destruction and calamity, also known to humans as the day of the apocalypse... Not even Lyon expected it... He just wanted to return to his former, beloved NEET life! Can't losers live too?

The truth has been revealed before her eyes. The supernatural is real. Ludicrous creatures roam the world alongside them, only held back by a secret organisation of hunters. Rosa has found herself directly in the middle of their world and someone wants her dead. With only a mysterious hunter to protect her, she wonders if she’ll survive to see fourteen.  

In the year 2157, humanity had colonized several planets in the distant reaches of the Galaxy. Jaxon jax a skilled vampire hunter stood at the edge of the rooftop. as he was gazing out at the cityscape his device beeped and he answered, he have got a report of a vampire attack. jax eyes norrowed

the possession of death scattered across the world ready to wreak havoc

The story of a nihilist who hates God and believes that life has no meaning

Jillian was having a dream about a boy holding his lover in his arms and calling her name several times, she noticed that her dream was always the same ,and asked herself why did she dream like that ,will she ever find the answer in her questions?

"Stay away from me," Lena hissed, her breath hitching as Damien’s piercing silver eyes pinned her in place. "I can’t," he replied, his voice low, dangerous. "You’re mine, Lena. You’ve always been mine." Lena Cross never wanted to return to her family’s crumbling estate, but when her brother vanishes without a trace, she’s thrust back into the shadows of her past. Determined to uncover the truth, she finds herself face-to-face with Damien Cross, a ruthless billionaire Alpha whose dark secrets are as deadly as his allure. As Lena digs deeper, she uncovers a tangled web of ancient prophecies, rival werewolf factions, and her own bloodline’s dangerous legacy. Damien offers her protection, but his motives are as enigmatic as the man himself. Drawn into his world of power and primal desire, Lena must navigate betrayal, forbidden love, and a war brewing in the shadows. But when Lena discovers a shocking truth about her own identity, the line between ally and enemy blurs. Can she trust Damien, or will his secrets destroy her?

Te haré una pregunta a ti como lector o lectora: ¿crees en lo paranormal? ¿Crees que hay algo más allá de lo normal entre la dualidad de la vida y la muerte? ¿Qué piensas de la gente que muere en accidentes trágicos o por mano propia? ¿Acaso reencarnan o algo por el estilo? Pues déjame decirte, mi estimado o estimada, que la realidad es mucho más siniestra. Todos pensamos que aquellos que ven sombras están locos, ¿verdad? En eso estamos de acuerdo. Pero, ¿qué pasa cuando quienes las observan no están locos y, en realidad, gozan de una salud mental envidiable? Ahí es cuando nos preguntamos: ¿qué pasó ahí? ¿Qué hay de diferente en ellos? Pues eso mismo es lo que les contará su querido narrador. Solo mantengan la mente abierta o podrían quedarse atascados en una parte de su realidad cotidiana.

Han Xue Qin lost her family in a car crash. She wonders in her midnight garden in daze. One day at 19, she meet a boy briefly in collage. Again in her adulthood, she met him again in her midnight garden. However he turns out to be the man that her cousin's groom. She retune to hide in her midnight garden but he seek her out to bring her out to the sunlight garden.

"Welcome, everyone, to the live stream. Before we begin tonight's broadcast, I must warn you: only three kinds of people can see this stream. First, those heavily shrouded in dark energy. Second, those destined to die within the next seven days. As for the third... I dare not say. All I can offer is this piece of advice-beware of what's behind you!" (Update 3 chapter per day)

desire, temptation, and the cost of indulgence.

"I can't take it anymore! I just want to die. Why can't anyone understand that?" Almost clothless in the dark night, Camille yelled from the high rocky hill in tears. The clouds thundered while it wept bitterly and heavily. Her clothes were torn and badly revealing as a result of the angry rain. ' Jump. ' She heard a faint voice loud and clear. "What?" She murmured lowly in a tone only she could hear. ' Jump. ' The voice instructed her again. "I.. I'm scared to!" She sobbed. ' You want to die, don't you? You really want death so much. You're just one step away from the door of lifelessness. Just close your eyes and put one foot in front of the other. ' ' Baby steps, Camille. Baby steps! ' Her breath became unsteady a bit. She was beginning to contemplate on the idea. Is this really it? The way she was going to die! ' What are you waiting for Camille? Do it! ' She calmed herself drenched by the rain. She was beginning to accept death little by little. ' Just close your eyes and take the step. I promise you won't feel a thing.' What a simple instruction for a complicated action! ' On the count of three, Camille! ' ' We'll count together.' She nodded and counted in unison with the voice: "One...two..." "...three..."

Izuya Rotomine; a god complex by definition, a liar by nature. He tries to make himself bigger and stronger than he actually is. One day, he finds himself in a situation that turns his world upside down, and flips his bigoted mind on itself. Red eyes peer through the shadows around him, what has Izuya done? His instincts tell him to lie, and cower in fear and defeat, but his strength has another plan. Izuya finds himself in a shitload of danger, but what he doesn’t know is that…the legend of the strongest Death Saint begins here—and it all started with the phrase “knock it off, parasite.”

Ryuma, a man who wants to kill the nobles of the Leonine kingdom, the nobles that killed his master. Beatrice, a Goddess who wants to kill the gods of the Leonine Kingdom, the gods that killed her father. Alone neither can get their revenge. But when Beatrice offers her blessing to Ryuma, he takes that offer and becomes her consort.

Born with an unusual birthmark, the shape of a skeleton’s head with rose patterns round about it on her neck, many believed she would only bring bad luck to those around her. This belief was solidified when two of her suitors died unexpectedly right after a visit to her home. Such a thing should come as a bother to any woman but the same could not be said about Nyx. She didn't care if the beliefs about her were true or false. She never liked any of her suitors. Her heart had always been longing for a certain man whom she was very familiar with in her childhood but ceased to appear before her the moment she entered adolescence. Since she knew him one thing was very certain about him, he was not human since he never aged. Not even once. Believing he would one day come again, Nyx was prepared to wait until the day they would meet again. But not everything goes as planned. Having a sickly mother whose only wish was to see her daughter get married and an influential suitor who didn't mind the deaths around her, Nyx soon found herself married off and her mother passed away leaving a father who dreaded her existence and a husband she never loved. **** From a distance he watched her grow, keeping his distance from her, staying within the shadows. As she aged slowly into adulthood, the mark on her neck became more prominent and so was her scent. He wanted her to grow, but when she finally came of age, he thought she would be better without him. But as time wore on and other men began to show interest in her, he could not hold back nor could he let them have her. He discarded those who had an interest in her but one of them slipped through his fingers while he was away and took her. He waited to see if she was happy with her life, with that man, if she was, then he would let her be. She would be able to live a happy life this time unlike the previous one, but everything changed when the forces from the underworld learned of her existence and her connection with him. Her husband was killed which he permitted and her life was in constant danger. Keeping the distance was no longer an option and he once again appeared before her.