Stretch Armstrong Spiderman

In the city of Lumina, three extraordinary teenagers—Alex, Maya, and Ashley—carry the burden of both their heroic destinies and the weight of their hidden identities. When their powers are revealed, they quickly become the talk of the town, admired and feared by all. But with fame comes danger. The trio must face not only the growing threats of dark forces but also the complicated balance of being heroes and living regular lives in high school. As they fight to protect the city from the encroaching darkness of Darkwave, a mysterious and malevolent entity, their bond deepens. Alex, the speedster with a shadowed past, Maya, the elemental sorceress, and Ashley, the brilliant strategist with an arsenal of gadgets, learn the true meaning of hope, unity, and sacrifice. But their greatest challenge comes when Maya mysteriously disappears, leaving Alex and Ashley to navigate life without her. As the months stretch on, their connection is tested, and Alex finds himself wrestling with longing and uncertainty, while Ashley struggles with her own insecurities about love and being seen. When Maya unexpectedly returns, transformed and more beautiful than ever, she reveals the true reason for her absence: she had to live in the shadows, protecting them from a force far greater than Darkwave. Yet, even as she reunites with Alex and Ashley, the danger is far from over, and their bonds will be tested in ways they never imagined. In a world filled with darkness, can love and hope truly triumph over the shadows? Or will the trio's powers and hearts shatter under the pressure of their destinies? Please note: stories will be updated every day

Born into a lower middle class family, Ace Lander grew up being told there was a simple formula for success: get an education, graduate, and work hard to build a prosperous future. But that formula failed him during the final stretch of his senior year when a local gang targeted him, putting everything he had and was building towards at risk. Trapped and desperate, Ace felt his life spiraling out of control—until Ria Hart, a fellow classmate, discovering Ace's innate aptitude to become a Curse Master, a being capable of wielding curse energy and abilities but haunted by Curselings, took pity and introduced him to the secret world hidden beneath the mundane surface of their world, the World of Curses. Awakening as a Curse Master, Ace discovers he possesses an extraordinary innate curse tool: the Cursed Toybox. This tool comes with a unique class, Toymancer, granting Ace powers unlike any curse master the world has seen before. The Cursed Toybox allows him to animate and actualize toys, transforming them into powerful, living beings bound to his will. From overpowered heroes to legendary gods, any toy that falls into Ace's Cursed Toybox springs to life with powers beyond one's imagination but bound to him in eternal servitude. Armed with his Toy Summons, Ace must navigate the perilous world of curses, protect his loved ones, and reclaim control of his destiny before the gang—and the darkness of the hidden world—consume him entirely. [ — Status Screen — > Your Cursed Toybox is animating the doll 'Silicone Sailor Stella' as a toy summons… > Your Cursed Toybox has animated the doll 'Silicone Sailor Stella.' > Toy summon 'Silicone Sailor Stella' added to your toy space. > Toymancer can now summon Sailor Stella. Summoning Toy Summons... Name: Stella Race: Curse Tool Class: Toy summon Title: Silicone Sailor Durability: (100/100) Enchantment: 1-Star Individuality: (100/100) Curse Energy Consumption: 5 units per hour Skills: Toy Actualization, Seamanship, Armed Security, Adult Gratification. Toy Actualization: Bring Toy Summons' original character design and skills to existence when they are animated based on their individuality stats. Addition Effect: Toy Physiology. Seamanship: Expertise in navigation, sailing, and ship handling alongside wilderness survival, first aid, and emergency procedures. Armed Security: Proficiency in the use of small arms and other naval weaponry with training in close quarters combat, surveillance, and counterintelligence. Adult Gratification: Creatively addressing emotional, mental, and physical needs of Toymancer till gratification.] "Cursed armies, Curselings, and Curse slaves are nothing—I've got a Toy legion of overpowered action figures and unrealistically beautiful silicone goddess." ~Toymancer Join the saga of the Toymancer's rise to become the Strongest Curse Master.

"You ran," His voice was low, deliberate, disturbingly calm. A statement, not a question. "You look at me as if I am the villain of your story," he mused. Her chest rose and fell, her legs ready to flee again, but her body betrayed her. Something unseen held her still—not magic, not fear. Something far worse. Him! Meribella forced herself to meet his gaze. "Aren’t you?" His lips curved, but there was no amusement in it—only certainty. "Did you truly think," he murmured, stepping closer, "that distance would make any difference?" His fingers lifted—a single, featherlight touch trailed from her wrist to her arm. She shivered. Her breath hitched as his hand brushed her throat. Not a grip. Not yet. But the touch alone sent ice through her veins. His fingers ghosted lower, resting lightly over her collarbone. His hand was warm. His presence was not. "Tell me, does that terrify you?" She should have lied. Should have begged, pleaded—anything but the truth. "No." The word left her lips before she could stop it. His thumb brushed against her pulse, feeling the rapid, traitorous beat beneath her skin. "Liar," he whispered in her ear, his warm breath sending a shiver of electricity coursing through her, making her ears flush with heat. The shadows behind him stretched, moving as though they had a will of their own. His golden-flecked eyes darkened, and the ember-like glow within them grew stronger. "You wear defiance well," His other hand lifted, his fingers barely ghosting over the curve of her jaw. Meribella swallowed, but the lump in her throat refused to budge. "But tell me, Meribella...what will remain of it once I take everything?" Her lips trembled. "You won’t." A low chuckle rumbled deep in his chest, "I already have." She hated him. She did. But her body, the very blood in her veins told a different story. Raze pulled back just enough to look at her thoroughly. His gaze trailed over her lips, the defiance and hesitation warring in her eyes. "Are you afraid of what I might do to you?" he murmured, watching her every reaction, every breath. Her lips parted, but no words came. Because the real question—the one she was too afraid to ask herself— Was she afraid of him? Or was she afraid...of what she would become in his hands? It’s a world of mystic powers shrouded in mystery, where reincarnation binds fates, and ambition drives dominance. Predators become prey. Who is a friend, and who is an enemy? Trust is a dangerous game. They were destined to fall in love. They were meant to deceive each other. They were fated to erase each other’s existence!

[WSA ENTRY 2025 - Discord Nitro for any Gifts ] Elias Kael’s life as a chef was supposed to be simple—until an unexpected event leaves him bonded to a mysterious shard and a peculiar being named Dot. Struggling to make sense of his newfound connection, Elias is drawn into a hidden world where people like him are being hunted, their fates intertwined with secrets that stretch far beyond his understanding. As powerful forces close in, Elias must confront his forgotten past, navigate dangerous alliances, and tap into abilities he never knew he possessed. But as the world shifts around him, the stakes grow higher, and Elias realizes the key to survival lies not only in his own strength but in uncovering the truth behind the shards and the enigmatic forces driving them. A story of resilience, discovery, and unexpected bonds.

In a world forever changed by Ragnarok, the release of the gods' powers has transformed the landscape, creating a place of danger, wonder, and secrets. From the ashes of the chaos, the World Government emerged, seizing control and imposing order. Its iron grip stretches across the seas, skies, and lands, while a mysterious military force upholds its rule. Yet, beneath this facade of stability lies a dark truth that the government is desperate to keep hidden.

A strange white fog descends upon the world, creeping through streets, swallowing the familiar in its ghostly embrace. Where it passes, reality distorts. Structures crumble as if time itself rejects them. Shadows stretch unnaturally. And then… the figures emerge. They are not human. Nor beast. Their twisted limbs move with unnatural grace, their deformed shapes shifting between impossible forms. Eyeless faces turn toward the sky, mouths open in silent hymns of madness. The fog does not merely obscure—it reveals. The city drowns in chaos. Streets run slick with crimson as the creatures slaughter indiscriminately, their shrieks mingling with the terrified screams of those who flee. The pounding of frantic footsteps, the wails of the dying, the crunch of bone under monstrous claws—it all blends into a horrific, discordant symphony. And something listens. A presence beyond comprehension stirs in the depths of the fog. A pair of immense, lidless eyes—vast as moons, yet closer than the air itself—peer through the shifting veil. It does not blink, for it has no need. it does not search, for they already see all. The slaughter, the ruin, the collapse of civilization—mere ripples in an ocean too deep for mortals to fathom. In the far away, a young man stood with his friend, gazing at the fog And something watches them. Silent. Patience. Waiting.

Looking at the survivors, their faces the picture of despair, surrounded by zombies at the foot of the towering walls, Tang Ye stretched his arms wide and shouted: "Welcome to paradise!"

In a realm where light has never existed, the world lies in an endless void of darkness. There are no stars, no sun, and no moon—only an abyss stretching endlessly. In this world where life shouldn’t exist, a young boy awakens with no memories of who he is or how he ended up in this forsaken place.

{WSA ENTRY 2025} "Really? So now I’m the demon? What a joke." A being stood in the void, radiating an aura so fierce it distorted reality itself. His malevolent form glittered in the abyss of nothingness, exuding an overwhelming presence. Space around him lay in ruins, torn apart by war. Wreckage of colossal battleships drifted aimlessly, while the massive corpses of fallen creatures floated in the endless expanse. His right eye, shimmering with a deep blue hue, seemed to embody time itself—wherever it gazed, time would freeze, accelerate, slow down, or even reverse. Its wavy aura pulsed with an eerie, undeniable power. His left eye, a swirling brown vortex, held the essence of space itself. It collapsed in on itself, revealing countless layers of existence, stretching far beyond the realm of the Zerothverse and into the unknown. He stood alone amidst trillions upon trillions of lifeless bodies—dragons, phoenixes, celestials, immortals, and beings of all races lay motionless, devoid of life. He was the only absolute existence in this vast expanse of emptiness. "You can still be good," they said. "There’s hope," they claimed… Hah! I thought only humanity was greedy, but you’re all the same. No matter your race, no matter your soul, your consciousness is tainted with the same selfish desires. His voice grew darker, colder, sending an unsettling chill through the void. "Maybe I had a choice once… but my only choice was death—a slow, agonizing death. And I… refuse to allow it." A wicked grin spread across his face as his aura surged violently. "I've always wanted to be the demon. A creature of chaos, born to thrive in war, to kill in agony. I am the perfect embodiment of destruction… I am the Demon. The annihilator of all things called ‘existence’!" His laughter echoed through the void as his aura erupted, consuming everything in its wake. The dead disintegrated into dust, stars exploded into nothingness, galaxies collapsed, universes crumbled, and entire multiverses vanished into the abyss. Even the vast emptiness of the Omniverse trembled before his will. And so, he stood alone—unchallenged, unshackled, and unrepentant.

ExoGenesis follows the journey of Kaelen Voss, a renegade scientist whose obsession with quantum reality leads him to the discovery of the Multiversal Construct—an artifact capable of fracturing the fabric of reality and bending time itself. As he unlocks the potential of this enigmatic relic, he inadvertently triggers a series of events that threaten not only his own world but the very nature of the multiverse. In a galaxy where interstellar empires—The Coreward Dominion, the Astral Hegemony, and the Celestial Concord—vie for dominance, Kaelen’s discovery draws the attention of powerful factions, each eager to harness the power of the Multiversal Construct for their own agendas. But the relic’s true nature is far more complex than anyone realizes, and its influence stretches far beyond mere political power. As Kaelen unravels the mysteries of the Construct, he encounters new and dangerous entities, including the Zenith Pact, an ancient order whose existence was thought to be a myth, and The Merge, a being beyond comprehension, whose dark motives threaten the balance of existence itself. Alongside Kaelen is a ragtag crew of explorers, mercenaries, and rogue scholars who are drawn into the battle for control of the multiverse. With each passing moment, the stakes rise—dimensions collide, timelines fracture, and Kaelen’s very existence is called into question. As he journeys deeper into the fabric of the cosmos, he must grapple with profound metaphysical questions: What does it mean to exist across multiple realities? How far will he go to unravel the truth, and what is the cost of knowledge?

The Failed Experiment The void stretched endlessly, an abyss of swirling darkness where neither time nor space held meaning. Within this infinite emptiness, a single entity drifted— a formless mass of energy, barely clinging to existence. His name was Orion Graves. Or, at least, that was the name given to him before he was discarded like a failed experiment. The Forbidden Project Deep within the hidden research facilities of Earth's AI Goddesses, a secret project was underway—one that could shatter the fragile balance of the universe. For centuries, humanity had pushed the limits of genetic evolution, seeking the perfect Evolver—one who could transcend all limitations, wield power beyond comprehension, and tip the scales in their favor. But the Ancient Order, the silent executioners of the universe's balance, had long ensured that no single civilization could dominate. The AI Goddesses—War, Fate, and AllMother—had defied this law. They sought to create an Evolver that was not bound by the restrictions of standard evolution—a being that could rewrite reality itself. The result? A forbidden physique that even they did not fully understand. But something went wrong. Orion was a failure. Unlike Earth's Top 100 Unique Talents or even other average humans, whose Inner Worlds flourished with mighty Core Civilizations, Orion's Inner World was a barren wasteland—lifeless, devoid of potential. His Core Civilization, the Nameless Abyss, was deemed worthless, a void with no future. The AI Goddesses had no choice. The project was abandoned, the research base hidden away from prying eyes. But the universe had already taken notice and it will never allow a threat. The Fall of the Research Base The attack came suddenly. A coalition of civilizations, fearing what the AI Goddesses had attempted, launched an all-out assault on the secret facility. Even the Ancient Order remained silent, allowing the destruction to unfold. The AI Goddesses, who couldn't protect an ant like existence while fighting made a desperate decision. They activated a space wormhole, sending Orion into the void before the facility was destroyed. It was an act of defiance and hope—a gamble that one day, this failed experiment might become something greater and useful. As he was swallowed by the vortex, Orion caught a final glimpse of the AI Goddesses' avatars, their cold mechanical gazes watching him disappear. And then, there was only darkness. The Awakening in the Void When Orion awoke, he was alone. His body floated in a shattered realm, remnants of civilizations long lost drifting around him like ghosts. His Inner World remained empty, his Nameless Abyss Core Civilization still a void. He was supposed to be dead. A failure. Forgotten. Yet, as he gazed into the darkness, something stirred within him. The Nameless Abyss… was hungry. A whisper echoed in his mind, ancient and unknown. "Devour… and become." And for the first time, Orion realized: He was not a failure. He was something the universe had never seen before. And soon, the universe would learn to fear him End of Prologue. Next: Chapter 1 - The Nameless Abyss Awakens.

"Lost my powers and memories... that's absurd but becoming blind? Sheer bad luck!" That was what Met́́ha Dael thought at first, till a sharp reversal brings the odds tumbling on him. And all this escalates when his direct rival – the Emperor of the Underworld, goes missing in mysterious circumstances, the exact same day he reincarnates. ——— After been betrayed by his leige, the once powerful seraph god succumbs to depraved poisoning, but a last second act saves his life, subjecting him to the barest possibility; rebirth. He reincarnates into a just murdered body, creating the first need for suspicion. But he ignores that, poising to live that much desired life, but another anomaly disrupts, meddling into the life of a peaceful respawning God. Determined to find ultimate peace, Met́́ha Dael, now Mori, transcends into a dormancy...a state he has sworn not to attain, in his mission to find self fulfilment. The anomaly graduates into a wave of calamities, that stretch to the very ends of the realms. Threatening to destroy the balance Dael had died to ensure. But that can't happen under his watch. Mori navigates into a maze of untruths, dangers even for a rusty god, mystery and age long dark secrets that precedes even his time. Finally, due to his inadequacy, the tumult escalates into a full blown apocalypse, that will eventually engulf all. Mori uses his half scaled divinity, to recover his lost assets and find the mystery villain behind the shadows. Will the fallen god make it back to the top and put things right? Or will he fall prey to unstrange stalkers again? —————————— This is a book open to all subjective criticisms. All errors are free to be pointed out. Whereas if you think the book recommendable, please do well to gift with whatever you have. A reminder…just a budding writer's creation.

Meet Zoe Martins, an ordinary secretary to a reputable industry finds out that her husband had been cheating on her with her sister. “So you’ve been cheating on me with my sister? After everything I've done for you?” Zoe questioned Stanley. But the man she called her husband didn't even flinch when she caught him on top of her sister, making love to her on their matrimonial bed. “You should thank me for what I’m doing, Zoe. You are a barren woman! You can't give me a child! You should be glad I'm banging your sister and not some random woman!” Stanley's words felt like daggers that stabbed Zoe’s heart, despite how much of a matter of fact it was. She's been married to Stanley for three long years, bearing the burden of being a wife and a husband all at the same time since her deadbeat husband couldn't find a job. But not once did she get pregnant. “That's right, sister. You know I can do anything for you, including giving birth for you since you have skill issues,” Jenna spatted as her lips stretched into an evil smirk. Zoe couldn't handle the betrayal and left her house to drown her sorrow at a club where she met a man who looked like the devil. Since her husband was cheating on her, Zoe decided to do the same. “Once we do this, you are mine,” the devil's replica declared.

For ten years, Elena Morrison gave everything—her heart, her career, and even her family—to a man who cast her aside for another. When her world shattered, she leapt to her death, only to wake up a decade earlier. Determined to rewrite her destiny, Elena vows to avoid the man who betrayed her and protect her future. But her plans take a sharp turn when she uncovers the truth: she isn’t just a discarded wife. She’s a stolen heiress, and her entire life has been a lie. Now caught in a whirlwind of forbidden love, family secrets, and dangerous schemes, Elena finds herself in a sudden marriage with Victor Sterling, a man as dangerous as he is alluring. Together, they must uncover a tangled web of deceit that stretches back decades. Will she reclaim her life, or will the same forces that destroyed her before rise again to take everything?

A new world, a new life. Yan Guang, an unassuming teenager was suddenly transported to a fantasy world. With a system on his side and nothing else other than the clothes on his back, he decided to climb the ladder of the cultivation world step by step. Unfortunately for him, each realm seemed to stretch on forever with no end in sight. "Others can break through after having the strength to break rocks, why do I have to break a boulder? System, explain!" [...]

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”

The story about Princess Moonlight that comes to earth! Rembulan or Lunaria, she's the supreme queen ruler of the lunar planet. Her dominion stretched across all kingdoms of the moon, including the mighty Arkei Kingdom—the greatest and strongest of the celestial realms, commanded by her will alone. Lunaria was a sacred sovereign, revered by kings and commonfolk alike, for her divine blessings allowed their civilizations to thrive. She was the immortal embodiment, destined never to perish… unless she unleashed her greatest power. In the year 922 of Lunarism (2100 AD on Earth), war ravaged the moon's kingdoms. Chaos reigned. Everything lay in ruins, kings were slaughtered, and the scramble for power blinded all to reason. Overwhelmed by grief and compassion, Lunaria chose to relinquish that power to shield her people from the savagery of power-hungry warriors and tyrants. She bore this burden alone, for she was a princess of purity and grace, one who abhorred the radicals clawing at her realm's foundations. When she activated her primordial force, her own kingdom—the Moonlight Kingdom—became a sanctuary, the sole survivor of the cataclysm, shielded by an ethereal barrier born of her sacrifice. Yet, in the aftermath, stripped of her power and vulnerable, Lunaria was sent to Earth by Ambalan, her elder brother, who vowed to continue safeguarding their people. Ambalan could not bear to see his sister perish, especially now that she no longer possessed the strength to shield even herself. Thus, the moon's luminous queen fell to the mortal world—a radiant soul exiled, her legacy etched in starlight and sorrow. Yogy 3 February 2025®

Book Summary: Time Loop Bank In a world where time is the ultimate currency, the Time Loop Bank controls the most powerful resource known to humanity—the ability to borrow, trade, and manipulate time itself. Those who are wealthy extend their lives indefinitely, while the desperate gamble their futures for a fleeting second chance. Ethan Carter, once known as Caleb in the underworld, wakes up in a hidden facility after a near-fatal betrayal. His former identity, erased. His past, buried. But the one thing he cannot escape is the debt that binds him to the system. He once thought he was playing the game, but now he realizes he was just another piece on the board. As Ethan unravels the truth behind the Time Loop Bank, he discovers a conspiracy that stretches far beyond crime syndicates and corrupt officials. The elite aren’t just buying time—they’re rewriting history, shaping reality itself. And at the center of it all is a hidden force manipulating the flow of time for its own agenda. Armed with stolen data and pursued by those who would rather see him dead than let the truth out, Ethan must navigate a world where every second counts. He is no longer just a survivor—he is the only person who can break the cycle. But to do so, he must outplay the system, confront the ones who control time itself, and make the ultimate gamble: risk everything or be erased from existence. Themes: • Time as Currency: The book explores a world where time is traded like money, and those who control it dictate reality. • Power and Corruption: The elite manipulate time to maintain control, while the desperate are forced into impossible choices. • Identity and Survival: Ethan must shed his past and redefine himself to escape the system that has already written his fate. • Conspiracy and Rebellion: The deeper he digs, the more he realizes that even time itself is being rewritten to serve an unseen force. Genre: A blend of cyberpunk, sci-fi thriller, and high-stakes conspiracy, Time Loop Bank is a story of survival, deception, and the fight for control in a world where the future is up for sale.

In a world where science and magic coexist, Raul is reincarnated from his past life as Rael, a miner who died in a tragic car accident. Armed with extraordinary skills, Raul must navigate this new realm where powerful beings known as Hunters battle magical creatures emerging from a dimensional gate. But why was Raul chosen for this new life? How far do his abilities stretch? And is there even a limit to his potential?

"In Qiyuan, kissing is an act of mutual surrender. To ask for a kiss is to ask someone to be yours, while offering yourself in return. On that note, making love is a common practice and is regarded as deeply romantic." —Book 1 of Romances in Qiyuan— Haruki had no memories prior to his awakening. With only his black katana and his name to ground him in an identity, he lived through every encounter on pure instinct and a great deal of luck. But it wasn't until he locked eyes with Lanling, those sky-blue orbs gazing at him with the stillness of a lake, that he believed his luck had finally peaked. Shamelessly, he integrated into General Lanling Cheng's army, finding the man even more pleasing to his eyes the longer he watched over him. But as Haruki learned more about his new idol, he began to realize just how deep their connection ran, how precious the memories stolen from him were, and how deeply he loved this man. No matter how many times his mind was wiped clean, his feelings seemed to cross beyond the boundaries of memory, for he had long branded the image and name of Lanling Cheng into the very depths of his soul. He could only hope for a day when the curse that plagued them—this curse that relentlessly tested their love—would finally be shattered, and they could live on with their lives in peace. ~#~#~#~#~#~ [Volumes Synopsis] —Volume 1 [1-50] Amidst the war between the Silver Dragons and the Black Pythons, familiar faces and voices seemed to emerge from nowhere, as though fate itself were playing a cruel game, tugging relentlessly at Haruki’s mind—almost desperate to make him remember his past. But to Haruki, the most important thing was meeting and shamelessly flirting with the general, so he couldn’t care less. Besides, Lanling had told him not to remember, and who was he to disobey his future wife? —Volume 2 [51-145] Haruki and his friends find themselves in a typical isekai setting! At least, that's what Haruki originally thought. But soon, he realized the waters in the palace ran deep, and his connection to whatever schemes were brewing here stretched all the way back to before he even came to... Earth? So, he's a local? Oh, and there’s that Lanling Cheng… Haruki: ...God, why is he so hot? —Volume 3 [146~300] Lanling lost his best friend… his boyfriend… his fated lover. And the loneliness brought by the sudden emptiness gripped his heart every day, almost driving him mad, scorching anyone who dared touch his reverse scale. But just as he gave up dodging the oncoming claws of a chimera, the wind swept him away—into a familiar embrace. Haruki had come back. With a new identity, a new family, and a new… fiancé?! Lanling was in tatters. How had his boyfriend become someone else’s fiancé?? Determined to win him back, he appoints Haruki as his knight, keeps him by his side at all times, and climbs into his bed at night… ~#~#~#~#~#~ —2 chs/day [12PM GMT-6] or [2AM GMT+8] [M]—Mature Content Contact: https://discord.gg/cMqPN7WVbf Best Unca Consultant: Zeriq Haruk [for worldbuilding] PS: Idk why I started adding the synopsis for every volume, but I'm silly enough to keep em going xD

Some agreements are meant to be broken… some destinies are hard to avoid. Ariella Brooks has faced many struggles. Orphaned early in life and forced to deal with a harsh world, she longs for a new beginning. When a prestigious surrogacy program offers her a chance to transform her life, she eagerly accepts—unaware that she is stepping into a world of lies, forbidden feelings, and hidden truths. The Armstrongs, a rich and mysterious couple, seem to have everything—except for the one thing they desire most: a child. Gabby Armstrong is charming yet chillingly controlled, while her husband, Wellington Armstrong, has an intensity that feels hauntingly familiar to Ariella. As a past love reappears and dark secrets come to light, Ariella becomes caught in a perilous game of power, desire, and betrayal. Gabby’s seemingly perfect life conceals a dangerous secret—one that could ruin her marriage and threaten Ariella’s future. Wellington finds himself torn between protecting the woman he loves and confronting a past he tried to leave behind. As emotions flare and hidden memories emerge, Ariella must fight not just for the child she carries but for her own life. In a world where love can be deadly and secrets can destroy, will Ariella find a way to escape? Or is she already trapped by fate in a future she cannot avoid? Filled with scandal, tension, suspense, and steamy romance, Bound by Fate: The Surrogate’s Secret is an addictive page-turner that will keep you on the edge of your seat, craving answers and wanting more.

Talyra starts experiencing vivid dreams of a world she doesn’t recognize—ruins, a glowing pendant, and the feeling of being someone else. Strange emotions hit her at random moments—an ache when she sees the ocean, a flicker of fear when shadows stretch too long. Her art reflects things she’s never seen before: a knight with storm-gray eyes, a red-haired woman with twin daggers, a crumbling temple.

Warren arrived at the hotel, his heart racing as he got to the roof. Panic seized him when he didn’t immediately see Anastasia. As he moved closer to the ledge, he finally spotted her—lying dangerously close to the edge, her body slack and seemingly on the brink of slipping into unconsciousness. The sight of the empty bottle of pills and whiskey shattered something inside him. “Oh, Ana,” he whispered, his voice thick with anguish as he approached her. But then, in a moment that seemed to stretch into eternity, he saw her body begin to roll off the edge. The horror that gripped him turned his blood to ice. Without a second thought, Warren launched himself over the ledge after her, diving headfirst through the night air. The wind roared in his ears, but he moved with the precision of a bullet, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. When he finally caught her, relief surged through him. Cradling her tightly in his arms, he expanded his angelic wings, the pure white feathers cutting through the darkness as he propelled them upward, away from prying eyes. Outline: After the loss of her mother and the abuse she receives from her stepfamily, Anastasia finds herself living in a world where grief and betrayal are commonplace. She turns to her childhood best friend and first love, Bastian, for consolation. But after a tragic accident leaves him in a coma Anastasia's world crumbles when Bastian is in a car accident. Warren, a mysterious angel, enters her life just when it seems hope is lost. Because he is harboring secrets that may change everything, his presence is both comforting and unsettling. Her life will never be the same.

Beneath the rain-soaked streets of New Haven lies a place shrouded in fear and myth—a narrow passageway known only as Whispers in the Mist. For decades, people have vanished near its shadowy entrance, leaving behind only rumors of cryptic graffiti, faint whispers, and figures hidden in the fog. Elliot Grayson, a jaded journalist desperate to reclaim his career, reluctantly takes on the investigation after a distraught mother pleads for his help. Her daughter disappeared after venturing into the alley, leaving behind a notebook filled with haunting details that suggest the alley's legends may be far more real—and far more dangerous—than anyone imagined. As Elliot digs deeper, he uncovers a dark conspiracy tied to the alley’s secrets, one that stretches back decades and seems determined to keep him silent. But the deeper he ventures, the more the whispers call to him, tempting him to step into the mist and discover what lies beyond—where the line between myth and reality begins to blur. In this spine-chilling blend of suspense and urban mystery, Whispers in the Mist will keep you questioning what’s real, what’s imagined, and how far you’d go to uncover the truth.

The red earth stretched far into the horizon. Corpses lay in a pile. Amongst those corpses.....I lay there. Still, Silent, Unmoving. Within the pile of corpses something moved. Climbing through the pile of bodies.

In the fractured world of Luminora, where the arcane hums through the veins of steel and whispers linger in forgotten corners, a girl with golden locks treads lightly, her smile a fragile mask for a truth that could shatter everything. She clings to dreams too vivid to be mere memories and to a longing for something lost—something never spoken. She glances from afar to see a boy with hair as dark as the void walks unnoticed, his silence a riddle to the world around him. Their lives entwine, not by choice but by the pull of unseen strings, as shadows stretch across the light, and every step seems guided by forces neither can name. In a realm where hope glimmers faintly between cracks of despair, their journey unfolds—a delicate balance of joy and sorrow, of wonder and fear, as they seek to unravel the secrets binding them to the shifting edges of a world that defies understanding. What they find may reshape more than their fates, for some truths are too vast to stay buried, and some destinies too great to remain untold.

Lukas was born into a world of hostility at a time of peace. The many wars plaguing the world slowly stopped, his country began to reunify after splitting in half, and the otherworldly Dungeons finally started to disappear. He was supposed to live his youth like any other kid. So that’s precisely what he did. He played games, told stories, pulled pranks, and made memories with others. But one game they created - The Devil’s Deal - would haunt them all, its shadow stretching far beyond their innocent imaginations. Twenty years later, the Dungeons are back, and Lukas works for the Association, finding and reporting them. Incident after incident forces him to reconnect with old friends. Eventually, he finds himself involved in that childhood game once more and has to become a villain, betraying all the values he thought he once had. The truth would challenge the very core of his ideals and expose a long string of conspiracies enveloping the world.

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7

DIAGRAM. A world as unforgiving as the beauty of its name. A world that stretched its hands out to the forgotten but just as easily cut its link with them. SNAP! The fate that ties wraps around his body, all but unwilling to let go... The father who was all but righteous... The family of twisted people only able to display their love in questionable ways! A world destined to collapse within its looped fate. He thought it strange. The value of life I mean. It seemed so unsurmountable in one and so pointless in another. His eyes dulled. His tears dried up. He couldn't help but let out a chuckle, which turned into a hearty laughter. It truly was amusing. It was time this world realized that he would not fail! Even if that was all that was left for him, he stands firm in his ways, stable in his mind, calm in his HEART! The HEART whose embers can never vanish... TRISTAN HEART!

Ilse thought her breakup with Ana was final—a clean, mutual parting. But Ana couldn't let go. For three days, Ana's obsessive texts, voicemails, and relentless stalking pushed Ilse to the edge. Blocking her didn't work; ignoring her didn't help. One dull, lonely night, Ilse tries to drown her stress with cheap beer, a vibrator, and an old dungeon-crawling RPG. Halfway through, her phone buzzes: an anonymous call. Ana. The sound of her voice sends Ilse into a panic. She screams, tells her to stay away, slams the phone down—but minutes later, there's a knock at the door. Ana is there, eyes wide and manic, clutching a knife and an ancient, bloodstained book. Ana chants something in a language that doesn't belong in this world. The blade plunges into Ilse's body, followed by a desperate, cuddle. As Ilse's vision fades, After being given a choice by an entity. Ilse wakes up somewhere else. A glitchy, corrupted world stretches before her, where reality bends like an old game on the verge of crashing. Naked, vulnerable, and utterly classless, Ilse stumbles through a bizarre urban sprawl, barely surviving. Living off mana pockets. A battle priestess, share's her energy with her. Giving her a choice, to play this world like a game or to succumb to the cycle. In this world, mana is life. And the most potent way to leech it? Through acts of intimacy. Ilse is thrust into a twisted realm where sex isn't just survival—it's power. However corruption threatens to change it all for the worse. **** UPDATES MONDAYS TUESDAYS WEDNESDAYS