Denis Stefan Horror

DISCLAIMER: This story is not owned by me. All rights belong to the original author and copyright holder. This copy is provided for offline reading purposes only. No copyright infringement is intended, and if the rightful owner requests removal, it will be taken down immediately. The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket. If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death. No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way. Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain. Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh. As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him. That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped. “What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.” — He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds. Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.

Standalone horror stories, approximately 500 to 1000 words per chapter, with each story fully independent of the others. If a character's name appears in multiple stories, it should not imply a connection between them unless explicitly noted otherwise.

Alex Carter was supposed to be dead. Instead, he woke up inside one of the most brutal horror movies of all time. A mysterious System forces him to participate, giving him a new identity, survival challenges, and side quests to complete. His goal? Change the story. Survive the nightmare. But the System isn’t here to help—it traps him inside each horror world and forces events to play out no matter how much he fights back. Alex will travel through classic horror movies, urban legends, and nightmare-inducing stories, trying to rewrite the endings before the System moves him to the next hell. But the question remains—can he really change fate? Or is he just another victim waiting to die?

[THE COVER OF THE NOVEL ISN'T MINE IT IS CREATED AREKUSHISU_1 ] Adrian Cross never believed in justice—only in settling scores. When he returned home from years in the special forces, he found his adoptive father, John Rico, and his two younger brothers slaughtered in betrayal. Their killers walked free, shielded by power and corruption. Adrian didn’t mourn. He didn’t hesitate. He hunted them down, one by one, until there was no one left to kill. And when his revenge was complete, so was his purpose. He died that night, bleeding out with no regrets. But death wasn’t the end. He woke up in the body of Franz Kafka—a college student in a world he recognized. It was the setting of Requiem of Two Worlds, a novel he had read back in high school. A cliché power-fantasy story where the protagonist built a harem while rising to the top. But Franz Kafka wasn’t in the original story. He wasn’t a villain, a side character, or even a name mentioned in passing. He simply didn’t exist. None of it mattered. Nothing ever did. His past life was over, his revenge fulfilled. Now, he was just a man with no purpose, drifting in a world that wasn’t his own.

The bravest are now mumbling masses, having glimpsed at the horrors that rest outside. The smartest are now fanatical zealots, understanding the only thing to do is worship them. There is nothing to know but fear.

The door slammed. I did not know what to do. I try to quite my breathe as I hear the sound of hoofed steps stirring through the darkness of the halls. I didn't mean for this to happen, it was expose to be for a laugh or two, but now there was no laughing to be heard. - Hello future reader, this is the author! This story is something I wanted to do for fun, so there will most likely not be any regular uploads of chapters, but I hope you'll enjoy my work! - Happy reading!

Jareth had been struggling with insomnia for days, plagued by strange, recurring dreams that left him unsettled. Hoping to escape the relentless unease, he decided to drink with his friends, seeking temporary relief from the inexplicable visions haunting his nights. That evening, he returned home intoxicated—only to experience a dream unlike any before. Meanwhile, Stefan awoke with a disorienting sensation, as if he were no longer himself. Fragments of unfamiliar memories flooded his mind—memories of a man named Jareth, who had lived in a world vastly different from his own. A world without magic. A world where technology reigned instead of arcane power. The realization shook him to his core. At first, Stefan was troubled, unable to comprehend how or why these memories had become part of him. Was it a curse? A trick? Or something far more complex? But as he began to process Jareth’s knowledge and experiences, he discovered that this strange phenomenon might not be entirely a misfortune. In fact, it could be the key to overcoming the struggles he currently faced. Yet, as he unraveled the mystery of his dual existence, one question loomed over him—was he truly Stefan with Jareth’s memories, or was he Jareth trapped in Stefan’s body?

Lothair is a serial killer who detest imperfection on human’s facial features, which resulted in him having a compulsory behavior of wanting to strip people’s faces. After he dies, he finds himself as Narcissus, a beautiful and adorable female NPC inside a state-of-the-art VRMMO world of the latest craze called Fallen Carcosa Online. But despite being a fantasy-filled game, the world feels strangely realistic. Too realistic, even. Game-like systems and magic exist but so do plagues, politics, economy, and the horror hidden in plain sight. When pried open, an actual human-like anatomy can be seen beyond the skin of the NPC’s face—with little to no censor. Everything feels too immersive. Except Narcissus, Lothair’s new identity. When Narcissus tried to scrape off the face of her new adorable body, she found an abyssal void with little to no end. This story marks the birth for the King in Yellow. - Warning, this story contain: Male-to-Female Genderbend, GL/Yuri, Occasional Futa MC, Yanderes, Harem, Self-Cest. - Follow the creative and attentive Narcissus, a nuanced former serial-killer who will gradually becomes stronger, experienced, maddening, horrifying, but also mature, wise, conflicted, and complex—in this near-endless journey. Where souls unsung and tears unshed. In the land of Lost Carcosa.

‘The moment I faced its enormous eye, an unbearable headache struck me. Just by facing it, the amount of information exceeded what my brain could handle.’ Excerpt from ‘Things I Encountered in Space’ by Terra race space adventurer ‘Con Arche’. …No, I was just looking out of curiosity…? - This book belongs to 딸기홍차. - I'm just translating it and posting it on Webnovels. - This book does not belong to me. - I'll try to post regularly but I'm currently in graduate school and we're coming to a really important exam time.

Anne, a shy and introvert woman, was in love with Denis for ten years. But Denis had someone in his heart. When his girlfriend left him to pursue her career, he finally noticed Anne and asked her to be his girlfriend. Anne stayed devoted to him for three years, but Denis cheated on her with his first love. Worse, his scheming ex-girlfriend killed her. Fate gave her another chance. Anne was reborn. This time, she vowed to take revenge on everyone who had hurt her. Augustine, the CEO of the Sphere Group of industries, was powerful and wealthy. But he died from his family’s conspiracy. Reborn, he was determined to punish those who had schemed against him. In his past life, he had failed to protect Anne, his savior. This time, he vowed to love her and keep her safe with his life. But Anne no longer believed in love. ~~~~~~~~~ “Will you marry me?” Augustine’s eyes sparkled with anticipation and nervousness. However, Anne was calm. “Yes,” she replied blankly. “I’ll marry you. But don’t expect anything from me. Love is the last thing I can give you.” He smirked and took a step closer to her. “Miss Clair,” he pinched her chin, “are you sure you won’t fall for me? Can you resist my charm?” Anne’s breathing hitched, her stomach fluttering. The challenge in his eyes and his husky voice threaten to shatter her resolve to never fall in love again. “Let me promise you one thing: in this life, I’ll love you, cherish you always. All I want is your faith.”

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In the Holy Continent, those born with the ability to manipulate nature are seen as Cursed and are hunted down the entirety of the land with a religious fervour that spans over a century. Phillipa, a young girl of fifteen is then born in the Holy Continent with the Curse. This causes her to live the first fifteen years of her life on the run until her mother and the members of her camp decide to head for the Shore where they could get rescued by their people from the Island. Their journey however is met with an attack from the Evangelists who wipe out her camp and take her to the place every Cursed One feared, the Tower. In that Tower Phillipa has to not only survive but live long enough to escape it with herself and her newly born child.

A sudden and unprecedented event occurred and took place on Earth. A fissure instantly appeared in the clear blue sky, revealing a void devoid of any light beyond, instantly covering the whole planet, leaving no Life, no Hell, and no Paradise behind... Hence the start of a new chaos and a great beginning of life devoid of any hope began. In this apocalypse and lawless world without any limits set upon its beings, a silent dark wisp took form. A wisp that was bound to become the Horror of All was born... "Wait… I’ve become a Ghost?!" _______________________________ Bonus Chapter; Power Stones, 200 PS = 1 Chapter 400 PS = 2 Chapters 600 PS = 3 Chapters ... Golden Ticket, 100 GT = 1 Chapter 200 GT = 2 Chapters 300 GT = 3 Chapters.

Autor: Pot Fish Chili 壶鱼辣椒 Sinopsis: Después de perder su trabajo, Bai Liu se involucró en un imparable juego de terror en vivo lleno de varios monstruos y jugadores con intenciones asesinas. Inicialmente, todos pensaron que Bai Liu era simplemente una persona común y corriente que se desvió del juego. Más tarde se dieron cuenta de que era este juego el que daba la bienvenida a su dios con la victoria y una corona de laurel que decía: “Bienvenido a casa”. Géneros: Supernatural, Acción, Transmisión en vivo, Aventura, Misterio, Horror, BL. 588 Chapters + 1 Extra (Complete) Libro 1/? Traducción hecha por y para fans.

[Multi-dimensional + Thriller + Survival + Single Female Lead] A driverless bus carries a group of cursed individuals to a black, eerie house... Inside the eerie house, there is a door stained with blood. The cursed are forced, at regular intervals, to be pulled into the terrifying world beyond the blood-red door to complete horrifying events... When Ning Qiu Shui survives one terrifying and bizarre story after another in the eerie house, narrowly escaping death each time, he realizes that everything is far from what he had imagined... The eerie house, it turns out, is not a curse, but... "It's late, friend. Come sit in the eerie house. There's a fire here, and I'll tell you the stories of this place..."

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Denis Walters's death shatters the gilded facade of his wealthy family, revealing a web of secrets and betrayal. Samson Walters vows to uncover the truth behind his uncle's demise, while Deacon, disgusted by the family's greed, abandons their opulent estate. Within its walls, hidden agendas simmer, and long-buried secrets threaten to surface. As Samson delves deeper into the mystery, and Deacon seeks to expose their treachery, the family's carefully crafted world of wealth and privilege begins to crumble, exposing the dark price of their fortune.

All living beings have something they fear. But then what do the gods fear? They stand at the peak of the world. There shouldn’t be anything they fear…right? Well it turns out, all gods fear one person. Lucian Elysia. But who is this… being? And how come every god fears him? Read and find out —————————————————— The cover I used is not mine! If the creator wants me to take it down then he/she can contact me. Personal goal: 14 chapters/week Actual: 8 chaps/week release time: 23:59 Paris time (A.N: currently on hold) For illustrations join my discord server Discord server: https://discord.gg/muDMjJXv5h

Unfair Relationship Dynamics follows Nathan’s arduous journey toward finding a balanced, genuine connection after years of feeling undervalued in his relationships. The story begins in Chapter One with Nathan entrenched in a lopsided relationship with Olivia—a woman whose erratic priorities and emotional indifference leave him feeling constantly overlooked and unappreciated. Her repeated cancellations and unwillingness to return his emotional investment force Nathan to confront the painful reality that his love has always been met with unfair dynamics, planting the seeds of doubt and heartache. Haunted by the imbalance in his relationship, Nathan embarks on a period of introspection and self-discovery. The pain of unreciprocated affection and the constant struggle to maintain his self-worth drive him to question his understanding of love and fairness. As he navigates through his sorrow, he gradually realizes that the dynamics he experienced with Olivia are not merely personal shortcomings—they are reflective of a broader pattern in relationships where one’s emotional labor is taken for granted. In the midst of his healing process, Nathan’s path intersects with Isabelle, a fiercely independent visual artist whose creative spirit and vulnerability offer a stark contrast to his past experiences. Their chance encounter quickly evolves into a collaborative partnership as they unite to create a groundbreaking exhibit that blends music and art. The exhibit becomes a transformative crucible for Nathan, as the act of creating alongside Isabelle forces him to reexamine his emotional boundaries and expectations. As their collaboration deepens, so does their connection—yet both are wary of repeating the unbalanced patterns of the past. While Nathan finds in Isabelle a renewed hope for a love built on mutual respect and shared vulnerability, the pressures of their respective careers and lingering personal insecurities create challenges that test their fledgling bond. Throughout his journey, Nathan learns that achieving fairness in a relationship means embracing one’s own growth first—recognizing that true intimacy is only possible when both partners are whole and self-assured. By confronting his unresolved pain, reconfiguring his understanding of emotional reciprocity, and daring to build a partnership based on genuine equality, Nathan begins to dismantle the unfair dynamics that once defined his love life. Unfair Relationship Dynamics is not merely a chronicle of heartache, but a testament to the power of self-discovery and transformation. It is a story of how one man’s painful experiences and ultimate resilience pave the way for a more balanced, fulfilling way to love—one that acknowledges the importance of individual growth, shared dreams, and the courage to challenge traditional relationship norms. In the end, Nathan’s journey serves as an inspiring reminder that while relationships can often be fraught with inequity, the pursuit of fairness, mutual support, and personal integrity can lead to the kind of deep, balanced connection that transforms lives.

Damien nearly ended the world. Now, his mistake might be the only thing that can save it. Good things come to those who wait. Damien Vale didn’t, and he ended up bound to an Eldritch creature from beyond the reaches of space. It has lived since the dawn of time, seen the world born and destroyed countless times, and wants to be called Henry. Unusual companion or not, Damien was still determined to go to a mage college and study magic. He wants nothing more than to live normal life as a researcher, but if Henry’s true nature is revealed, he’ll be killed. To top it all off, Damien’s teacher is a madman from the front lines of war, his alcoholic dean suspects something is awry with his companion, and Blackmist might possibly be the worst school in history. Damien has to prevent the end of the world, but he isn’t even sure he’s going to make it through Year One at Blackmist.

Ecco qui varie storie bonus horror che scrissi nel 2019, più una in più riguardo il deep web. :) (Storie ambientate a scuola)

*ON HIATUS* Trevor Henderson – a Canadian artist and illustrator of all monsters he made, explore the depths and situations of the Three Friends, their deepest explorations, the mysteries and the monsters lurking and spying on them.. All eyes we're on them, watching every single step they take, with not one not tens, but hundreds of monsters in every single direction, but they are not seen.. due to the dark.. They disappear at past 6am.. but there are some creatures that doesn't disspear or run away past 6am.. but only if the wanderer is alone.

The story starts with what I thought was love,this led to my search for love.i found love,love is sweet,love is painful, love hurts but still we can't live without love.all my love life dramas sounds crazy but still they ends up with a lesson.the story ends with what the expectations and demands of love are.

Love is a profound and multifaceted journey that transcends time and space. It often commences with the delicate buds of attraction and curiosity, as two individuals are drawn together by an inexplicable force. This initial phase is marked by the excitement of discovery, as each person unravels the layers of the other's personality. As the journey progresses, love deepens, evolving into a robust connection built on shared experiences, trust, and understanding. Challenges may arise, testing the strength of the bond. These obstacles, whether external or internal, become opportunities for growth and resilience. Love, in its truest form, is a companion through triumphs and tribulations. The journey of love encompasses the beautiful nuances of companionship, compassion, and compromise. It is an odyssey where individuals navigate the complexities of human emotions, forging a profound connection that withstands the test of time. Through laughter and tears, joy and sorrow, the journey of love transforms individuals, fostering a sense of unity and interdependence. Ultimately, love's journey is a lifelong expedition, an ongoing exploration that brings depth, meaning, and fulfillment to the human experience. It is a tapestry woven with threads of shared moments, mutual support, and the enduring commitment to walk side by side, embracing the twists and turns of the intricate path of love.

In the quiet solitude of my youth, I believed I had found love. Like many others before me, I was captivated by the romanticized notions that society painted on the canvas of my mind. I thought love was just an exhilarating feeling that would electrify my senses and sweep me off my feet. Little did I know that true love was a journey, one filled with tumultuous storms that would test the strength of my heart. It was in the depths of my longing that I met her, the girl who would forever change the course of my romantic journey. Her beauty was a mesmerizing blend of grace and innocence, a sight that easily bewitched any onlookers. I found myself falling head over heels for her, only to have my heart crushed when she confessed her love for my friend. The realization pierced through my soul, leaving behind a deep ache that seemed impossible to heal. Life, it seemed, was determined to teach me the art of resilience. Time after time, I found myself facing rejection from the girls I admired. Each rejection carved another scar on my already battered heart, fueling a growing fear of never finding the love I desperately craved. But even amidst the pain, I refused to give up hope, for I knew that one day love would find its way to me. In an unexpected twist of fate, I found myself caught in a delicate web of emotions. It was a time when forbidden love seemed to whisper in the wind, tempting my heart towards a forbidden path. In an act of desperation, I treaded on shaky ground, taking a step too close to my cousin's lover. She claimed their love had faded, and in a moment of weakness, I almost succumbed to the allure of her presence. Yet destiny intervened, allowing me to see the consequences that awaited, saving me from a love that would only lead to further turmoils Amongst my circle of friends, my lack of a girlfriend became a constant source of amusement. They teased and jested, their joviality masking the hollowness that echoed within my heart. Their words stung, reminding me of my own perceived inadequacy. But even in the face of their laughter, I refused to surrender my belief in love. A desperate desire to fit in coursed through my veins, compelling me to create a façade. I pretended to have a girlfriend, painting a vivid illusion to satisfy the expectations of my peers. Behind closed doors, I concocted fictitious tales of love, while my true emotions remained hidden beneath a mask of pretense. I traded the authenticity of my heart for the illusion of acceptance. Deep within the recesses of my soul, I loved love. Its enchanting allure captivated me, winding its way through the corridors of my mind. But fear, born from a series of heartbreaking experiences, anchored my heart in self-doubt and hesitation. I yearned for love, yet the weight of my past burdens made me wary of opening myself up once more. My dreams of finding love were plagued by an ugly truth - bad luck seemed to cling onto my every endeavor. Every girl I admired was already taken, their hearts belonging to another. It felt as though fate itself conspired against me, forcing me to bear witness to love flourishing everywhere around me, but never within my grasp. Despite facing a love-stricken journey, I sought solace in the comforting embrace of a different passion - football. I dedicated myself wholeheartedly to the sport, pouring my energy into every kick, every goal. Football became my sanctuary, shielding my heart from the potential pain of love. It was a bittersweet refuge, providing a sense of purpose while still leaving a lingering ache for the love I yearned to find.

When a soul randomly escapes from a Void he is reborn as Hades in a Megaverse that's stacked with multiple multiverses and worlds. What would come of that good mistake and can the New God of the Underworld survive?

Btw I have no idea what im doing bro so just read it Btw I cant remove the challenge bar whyyyyyyy

It starts when in a little town called Creek spring where a young woman, Rose McGowan falls headfirst for Jake and his brother, Stefan. The scales are peeled off her eyes when she finds out who they are or rather, *what* they are. However, her discovery only leads her down the rabbit hole. It turns out that their fates have been intertwined since the beginning of time. The only issue is, can Rose survive the heat cackling between the trio without destroying the bond between the brothers?