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When a private video of their most intimate moment leaked, Dara and Sethya's love shattered. The scandal drove them apart, leaving Dara in ruins. His mother, unable to bear the shame, ended her own life. Grief-stricken and drowning in despair, Dara made a chilling decision: to join her in death. But just as the darkness closed in, the shrill ring of a phone pierced the silence—and everything began to change.

What happens when the love of your life, who is also your boss, accuses you of stealing the company's funds and selling some information? If you didn't guess it right, I will tell you. He does not want to hear your point of view, sacks and blacklists you. You move away from him, and find out that you are pregnant with his baby. You plan on telling him, but he has you blocked everywhere. Years later, you are happy, and doing well, then you find out he is in your new city, and working on a project with the company you now work for. Will you give into his charm? Will you tell him about his children? Will you give him another chance when he asks?

Thomas, a football player after achieving his goals in life the spark inside of him had died down so he decided to retire from football and live rest of his life with his beautiful family. One day, one morning he was out of home with his family on a morning walk and he was walking on morning walk when he sees a ball. he ran toward the ball to kick the ball. but he missed the ball and fall on the road near the ball, died near the ball. but he couldn't kick the ball. "where am I? did I missed the ball?" [welcome hero] "who is this mother fucker?, where are you talking from" https://discord.gg/ps9Y46sh

Hello everyone. I'm the creator of the horror short story collection *We Are the Fear*. For me, creating this work is like embarking on an exciting journey to explore the dark corners deep within the human soul. It's also a fantastical adventure of translating the thrilling inspirations surging in my heart into words. For a long time, the horror genre has had an irresistible appeal to me. The unknown and dangers lurking beneath the surface of daily life always stir up my boundless imagination. Many moments in life, whether it's the eerie shadow cast by an ancient building or the sudden strange sounds in the dead of night, can become the sparks for my creation, lighting the fuse of one terrifying story after another. I'm enthusiastic about excavating the most hidden and fragile parts of human nature. In my opinion, the complexity of human nature is an inexhaustible wellspring for horror stories. Everyone has seeds of fear within. It could be the fear of loneliness, the worry about loss, or the awe of unknown forces. I attempt to amplify these emotions in my works, placing them in extreme situations to showcase the diverse reactions of human nature in the face of fear. Each story in *We Are the Fear* is a painstakingly crafted crystallization of horror. I'm dedicated to creating an atmosphere that can make readers' hearts pound and send chills down their spines. Starting with environmental descriptions, I use delicate strokes to sketch out gloomy scenes, enabling readers to feel as if they're on the scene and experience the chilling sensation that rushes towards them. Then, I delve into the characters' inner worlds, depicting their psychological changes when confronted with horror, so that readers can truly empathize with the characters' fear and despair. When it comes to the narrative rhythm, I strive to achieve a proper balance. I artfully set suspense, keeping readers in a state of high tension and curiosity throughout the reading process, eager to uncover the mystery. And at appropriate times, I slow down the pace, giving readers a brief moment of respite while inadvertently planting new foreshadows to prepare for the next onslaught of fear. I hope this book can bring readers an ultimate horror experience. While reading, they can feel the excitement of an adrenaline rush, and after closing the book, they can sink into profound contemplation about human nature and the unknown. *We Are the Fear* is not merely a collection of stories; it's a testament to my love and pursuit of horror literature. I hope it can touch the unique perception of horror deep within each reader's heart.

The life of a teenager who has just entered the next level of school. Kamada Elinson, a Student who has just finished his previous level of school has just been accepted into a fairly well-known school. How happy he was to get a fairly well-known school. Then Kama's story will be accompanied by his friends who are either friends since childhood, or more than that, Kama's journey will be filled with various cases at school, then forming a small detective group.

After the brutal loss of his beloved grandfather, Liam Hunter embarks on a harrowing journey into the heart of the Dark Forest, known as the Forest of Kyrell, with a singular goal: to gain the strength necessary to honor his grandfather's memory and to never lose anyone dear to him again. At just ten years old, Liam is thrust into a world of darkness and malevolence, where he endures four grueling years of training and transformation. In this shadowy realm, he is reborn as a fierce warrior, driven by a relentless desire to eradicate every demon and ultimately confront the Demon King, Vorgath himself. To achieve his formidable goal, Liam must forsake any emotional connections that could weaken his resolve. The once vibrant and joyful boy is transformed by his trials into a cold and unfeeling combatant, hardened by the harsh realities of his quest. This is the story of Liam Hunter—the last wielder of dark magic—whose journey through darkness and sacrifice will shape him into a force of vengeance and resolve.

I once thought he was my true love, but why does he treat me this way?

This isn't your typical romance novel...unless you consider drowning the love of your life as part of the classic rom-com formula. I let my pride take the wheel and oopsies daisies, silly me! Honestly, it’s kind of funny—if you like dark humor and awkward situations. I thought this river was just your average body of water, but turns out, life loves throwing curveballs. Now, we have to break this curse or we knows how long we'll be stuck here. Weeks? Months? Years? This novel has it all: comedy, mystery, slice of life, revenge (because apparently that’s what happens when you kill someone), and the supernatural (because why not?). The tone can get a bit dark sometimes, but hey, at least the comedy and slice of life stuff will keep you from crying too much.

Rising online novelist Aarav Malhotra believes he has finally found success when he signs his first major deal. But his devotion becomes **a daily nightmare** as deadlines mount and earnings inexplicably decline. After his book is pirated, he receives a barrage of hateful remarks, and his characters **begin to speak to him** by making fun of him, whispering, and dominating him. Lacking sleep and stuck in a dishonest field, he starts to lose his sense of reality. His words no longer feel like his own, there are shadows hiding behind his screen, and he cannot give up. ** Aarav has to discover the terrible truth before his own story consumes him as reality and fiction become more and more hazy. **

The story of the village of Wampry, the first of the stories of the Green Writer Hans We are in the year 826 after the unification of humanity. Hans, a simple magic writer, escapes from his work as a magic and history writer for a nobleman called Roxon and sets off to achieve his dream and become an adventurer In a tavern south of Falconera City, a half-dead man enters them and asks for food. The reason for his injuries was a village called Wampry, a village in the western part of the swamps. He tells about what happened and how he saw something indescribable there, so he fled from it without knowing or wanting to know what was there Hans is among the attendees. Terror overcame him, but if he wanted to write adventures, he had to go, but there was no motive that made him go

Secrets. That's what we are. That's what we were. Even if I stood next to him, I was just a secret. It was as if I was a mistress to a married man but I wasn't. I was. I am. Just a secret.

With the constant dark clouds and strange things happening, fear began to spread faster than he thought. “ your majesty…. What do we do? We have prayed to our gods and deities?” The ministers of the court room said in unison. The land was getting affected by the sudden change of weather and people staying by the ocean reported how wild the water was getting, fishermen did not return to their homes nor did their boats and those who were able to return from the forest, came with nothing. The land was going hungry and panic rises even more, the king wiped off the sweat that was forming on his forehead as he nervously looked at his pregnant wife and she back at him with more fear and she unconsciously rubbed her belly. He wanted her to stay back and rest but she was helpless and followed him to the court hearing, “ what is the state of the people?” The king asked the commander in all black and he bowed his head. “ My king, the seas are wild and the defense has been destroyed, the people near the ocean is now moving from their homes because there’s nothing left, we await your orders” the commander said with a bow. The king paced back and forth, something was wrong, they had prayed to the god of the seas yet the deity did not respond. “ open the gates!” He ordered and the commander followed up with his soldiers, What he did not expect was to see the whole people running to the palace. His frown turning into shock and replaced with fear as his eyes widened when he saw the ocean chasing the people with a strange creature emerging from it. The screams, the fear, the ocean and the roar filled with anger carrying strong waves with thunder and lightning, swallowing the whole land……. What is it going to be * matured contents, no rape* Like it download and add to your library and await for awesome chapters

What happens when Stacey convinces Leo to join her, and her friends as they explore an abandoned mental asylum? As they delve deeper into the long dark hallways, they learn they aren't alone. What else is in there with them? When Leo and Stacey don't return home the next morning people grow worried. Are they dead? Or worse, trapped? Book two of The Lost series. Trigger warning: SCARY!!! Mentions of abuse, suicide, self harm, drug and alcohol abuse, and murder.

**"When a cosmic glitch turns a biryani-loving teen into the god of a broken universe, he’ll need more than divine powers to survive his own creations—including a goddess who hates him, sentient pasta, and a black hole that runs on dad jokes."**

What happens when the group of teens plans a party on the beach around a year after the camping accident? As they drive onto the ferry, a terrible storm passes overhead. Unable to get all the cars off of the boat they become lost out at sea. Will they make it home? Or will they die before the rescue team can find them? Book three of The Lost series.

A brilliant but reclusive writer wakes up inside his own novel—as a weak, nameless student at an elite academy where only the strong survive. Worse yet, he has been placed in the role of a character he wrote to suffer: a powerless outcast, tormented by nobles and destined for despair. But he isn’t entirely helpless. Clutched in his hands is a mysterious book—one that allows him to rewrite small fragments of the story. With each stroke of his pen, he can alter fate, but the changes are limited, unpredictable, and come at a cost. As he struggles to navigate the academy’s brutal hierarchy, he must use his knowledge of the world and the power of his book to defy the destiny he once created. But the more he changes the story, the more the world begins to shift beyond his control, and a sinister force lurking in the shadows seems to be aware of his presence. Can he escape the nightmare of his own making, or has he already written his own downfall?

When preservationist Celeste Carter is hired to oversee the restoration of the historic Fairmont Theater, she expects a battle with real estate developer Adrian Hawthorne—not a descent into a decades-old mystery. The once-grand theatre holds a dark past, tied to a devastating fire in 1948 that killed a young actress named Evelyn Ross. The official story claims it was an accident. But the deeper Celeste digs, the more she realizes that someone is desperate to keep the truth buried. Strange occurrences at the Fairmont—ghostly whispers, missing records, and a mysterious informant—convince Celeste that Evelyn’s spirit is trying to communicate. When anonymous threats escalate into physical attacks, she and Adrian uncover a sinister conspiracy that dates back to the theatre’s original owner, Nathaniel Wren. But Wren wasn’t the only one involved. Powerful men in Port Bellingham conspired to cover up the truth—and some of them are still alive. With danger closing in, Celeste and Adrian must navigate a maze of deception, corruption, and long-buried secrets. If they expose the past, they could bring justice to Evelyn after seventy-five years. But someone is willing to do anything to stop them. And the Fairmont isn’t the only place haunted by its history.

"the mansion is heavily guarded you won’t succeed ” Primo told me as we lay on the bed together. Little Jay is on the cot sleeping and dreaming of his own wonderland. I ignored what Primo just said and went to the drawer for my mask and a small relaxer container. Dropping the mask on the bed I opened the relaxer container which contains a white substance. “ Well Primo you may have taught me how to be heartless because you are my cousin but there’s something I know more better than you ” “ and that is? ” he ask very curious to know what is inside the container. “ how and ways to kill ” I replied and I covered the container sitting down on the bed again. “ Bolanle but you’ve never killed before ” he said with a sigh but I just smile as I wear my boots and grab my mask again. “ hey you should have seen Favour’s face when I stabbed her neck with that bottle I mean it was so lovely ” I said with a cute smile before turning to see his expression which I loved actually. “ are we keeping secrets now? ” he managed to say getting out of his shock. “ you never asked ” I replied fixing my mask perfectly and I hear him just chuckle behind me just proud of his little sister. “ if I may ask what is inside that container? ” finally he did “ well a special type of weapon I got from a friend ” I answered pulling my makeup box. I did the make up perfectly and I brush the wig and glue it to it’s place I turned and cousin can’t seem to recognize me. “ Bolanle I think you should be careful.. you know the.. ” “ I know Primo but not even my mother will recognize me tonight and nothing can stop me ” I opened the container again and rub the substance on my thumb really well. I must get my revenge tonight or never. “ but don’t you think you should take it easy you know the….” before he could complete his statement I’m already out like a flash. * 3hours later * The room is dark except for the light that flickers on and off, the body on the floor stirs as it struggle with the rope and here I come in my real appearance like the devil ? itself. A long flowing gown looks so elegant on me with my long fixed weave that reach my back. He struggles a little more and I remove the gag “ who are you? And why are you doing this to me? ” he cried and that makes me laugh I cut the rope and he just lay like that unable to move again. “ don’t worry you are paralyzed from the waist down you won’t be able to move for some moments ” I said lighting a cigarette. “ Bolanle? ” he said with fear in his voice finally recognizing the devil in front of him smiling and using a knife to draw out some pattern on his face without cutting him. “ don’t worry Kanmi I just wanna play you know the kind of game you’ve been playing ever since we got married ” I said stopping the knife on his neck and cutting him slightly. I lick the blood and from the corner of my eye I can see the horror on his face. “ come to think of it Kanmi today is our tenth wedding anniversary won’t we celebrate? ” I said cutting deeper. To be continued….

Born into the Thornhill family, Eliana should have been dealing with succession planning and heiress training. But instead, she’s dealing with the crocodile tears of her cousin Alexa. As if stealing her Fiancé wasn’t enough, she’s out to pin everything onto Eliana. Trust issues - Eliana. Popularity issues - Eliana. Landslide - Must be Eliana. In an attempt to end her cousin’s jealousy-ridden machinations, Eliana is forced into a relationship with a childhood disaster, Lucian Alder Sinclair, her most tempting nightmare. Lucian Sinclair has always been synonymous with perfection, at least to most people. But to his family, finding someone who could handle his aloofness has been the top priority. Forced to return to his home country at the behest of his grandfather, Lucian fortunately encounters Eliana who’s in need of a ready-made partner. Constantly up at each other's throats, then into each other’s arms, may the lies they’ve told hold up against discerning family members and unrelenting pursuers.

Max Carter, a struggling writer with untapped potential, discovers an ancient pen and notebook buried in the forgotten corners of his university library. To his surprise, the notebook activates a LitRPG interface called the Nexus System, revealing a startling truth: countless fictional worlds have begun to collapse. Villains have won in stories where they shouldn’t have, characters are straying from their arcs, and plotlines are unraveling, creating dangerous rifts that connect these broken stories to one another. The Nexus System assigns Max the role of "Keeper," sending him into these corrupted narratives to repair the damage. Each time he enters a story, the system assigns him a role—Main Character, Side Character, or Random NPC—forcing him to navigate each world from different perspectives. Max must restore the proper endings, ensuring the protagonist wins and the story regains stability before the rift consumes it entirely. But the villains, unaware of their fictional nature, are thriving in their rewritten worlds, making Max’s mission more dangerous with every step. The breakdown of one story threatens the stability of others, as rifts open pathways between worlds, allowing elements from one narrative to bleed into another. Max must carefully balance his interference, as disrupting the story too much risks deepening the rift and pulling entire worlds into chaos. With each story he repairs, Max grows closer to uncovering the truth about the Nexus, the ancient pen and notebook, and why he was chosen. But as the stakes rise and the lines between reality and fiction blur, Max must decide whether to follow the system’s rules—or rewrite his own ending.