Scary Figure Dance

What happens when you get stuck in a curse with your nemesis? Alister Wyatt is someone who thrives in the shadows with alot of secrets. Among them is his dedication to unraveling the lies of the corrupt and arrogant. Followed by making them face his form of justice. Clara Austin, the picture-perfect daughter of an influential family with the burden of upholding their reputation and playing the role of pride and joy to perfection. She is willing to do anything to protect her family's dirty secrets, even going against the jerk who thinks he has the upper hand in this situation. But one mistake. One cursed object. And now they are forced to make a decision. Destroy the other person after making them let their guard down...or set aside their differences, work together to investigate and find a way to be free. But when trust is a luxury they can't afford and as the curse tightens its grip, twisting their minds while enemies circle in the dark, they realize they might not have as much time as they thought. ............................................................. Hope you enjoy it. I’d love to hear your thoughts on this. Stories don’t just belong to the writer—they come alive through the reader. Thanks ^_^ Take care of yourself. You’re doing better than you think.

"Gatte, ich will nicht mehr, ich fühle mich schrecklich..." "Baby, sei brav und trink die Medizin aus." Der gut aussehende Mann nimmt die Frau in die Arme und streichelt sie zärtlich, während er ihr die Medizin einflößt. Joanna Lawrence stößt auf Ashton Heath, den angesehensten Spross von Closia City, und schläft eine Nacht mit ihm. Nachdem er ihr im Gegenzug für die Heirat Vergünstigungen angeboten hat, hat die frischgebackene Mrs. Heath plötzlich die Macht, alles zu bekommen, was sie sich jemals gewünscht hat. "Gatte, ich habe heute die Filmkönigin Faye geohrfeigt, war ich zu viel?" "Baby, tut deine Hand weh? Lass mich sie für dich massieren." "Gatte, ich habe deine Kreditkarte ausgereizt, bist du sauer?" "Baby, bist du mit deinem Einkauf zufrieden? Sag mir Bescheid, wenn du mehr brauchst." "Gatte, ich bin heute müde, ich will mich nicht bewegen..."

« Chéri, je n'en veux plus, je me sens mal... » « Bébé, sois sage, termine ce médicament. » Le bel homme enlace la femme dans ses bras, la cajolant tendrement pendant qu'il lui donne son médicament. Qiao Mianmian tombe sur Mo Yesi, le rejeton le plus estimé de toute la ville de Yuncheng, et finit par passer la nuit avec lui. Après qu'il lui ait proposé des avantages en échange de leur mariage, la nouvelle Mme Mo a soudainement le pouvoir d'avoir tout ce qu'elle a toujours souhaité. « Chéri, j'ai giflé la Reine du cinéma Cheng Feifei aujourd'hui, j'ai été trop loin ? » « Bébé, ta main te fait-elle mal ? Laisse-moi la masser pour toi. » « Chéri, j'ai épuisé la limite de ta carte de crédit, tu es fâché ? » « Bébé, es-tu contente de tes achats ? Dis-moi quand tu as besoin de plus. » « Chéri, je suis fatiguée aujourd'hui, je ne veux pas bouger... »

"Gatte, ich will nicht mehr, ich fühle mich schrecklich..." "Baby, sei brav und trink die Medizin aus." Der gut aussehende Mann nimmt die Frau in die Arme und streichelt sie zärtlich, während er ihr die Medizin einflößt. Qiao Mianmian stößt auf Mo Yesi, den angesehensten Spross der Stadt Yuncheng, und schläft eine Nacht bei ihm. Nachdem er ihr als Gegenleistung für die Heirat Vorteile angeboten hat, hat die neu ernannte Frau Mo plötzlich die Macht, alles zu haben, was sie sich jemals gewünscht hat. "Gatte, ich habe heute die Filmkönigin Cheng Feifei geohrfeigt, war ich zu viel?" "Baby, tut deine Hand weh? Lass mich sie für dich massieren." "Gatte, ich habe deine Kreditkarte ausgereizt, bist du sauer?" "Baby, bist du mit deinem Einkauf zufrieden? Sag mir Bescheid, wenn du mehr brauchst." "Gatte, ich bin heute müde, ich will mich nicht bewegen..."

Als Anführerin von Banditen war Yan Jinyi zwanzig Jahre lang eine Tyrannin, und am Ende hat sie ihren eigenen Tod verursacht. Im nächsten Moment wacht sie auf und stellt fest, dass sie die zweite junge Herrin der Familie Huo geworden ist. Mit ihrem Messer in der Hand fängt Yan Jinyi wieder an, sich aufzuplustern. Die junge Meisterin Huo sagt: "Wenn ich noch ledig bin, werde ich wahrscheinlich meine Schwägerin heiraten". Der dritte junge Meister Huo sagt: "Wenn ich die Zeit zurückdrehen könnte, würde ich mit meinem Bruder um die Heirat mit meiner zweiten Schwägerin wetteifern. Frau Huo sagt: "Wenn ich ein Mann wäre, wäre meine zweite Schwägerin meine Frau! Der Vorstandsvorsitzende sagt: "Ich dachte, ich wäre schurkisch genug, aber ich hätte nicht erwartet, dass Yan Jinyi ein noch größerer Rowdy ist als ich!" Der beste Schauspieler sagt: "Huo Xishen, warum bist du immer noch nicht geschieden?" Der zweite junge Meister Huo zeigt auf Yan Jinyi und sagt: "Sie gehört mir." Es wird gemunkelt, dass die zweite Schwiegertochter der Familie Huo einen Hauszerstörer verprügeln kann und besonders gut im Geldverdienen ist. Unzählige hohe Tiere stehen Schlange, um Huo Xishen zum Hahnrei zu machen.

I used to think obsessive male leads were kind of hot. You know, the intense stares, the undying devotion, the way they’d burn the world for the woman they love? Swoon, right? Wrong. That fantasy went up in smoke the moment I woke up in the body of Sonia Mitford. The heroine of The Crimson Devotion. The first obsessive romance fantasy novel I ever read. The one that ended on a mysterious hiatus. The one with Marius Wittelsbach, a charming, possessive psychopath who thinks an ankle shackle is a love language. Now I’m trapped in a velvet-draped prison, shackled to a bedpost like some porcelain doll in a gothic fairytale. And Marius? He’s worse than I remembered. Sweet, soft-spoken, and utterly unhinged. "You don’t need to be afraid. I’ll take care of you." Translation: I’ll murder anyone who blinks in your direction and serve you tea over their corpse. "Anyone who bothers you... anyone who looks at you the wrong way... I’ll get rid of them for you." I thought I was playing the role just fine. Smiling. Nodding. Pretending not to be horrified. But then, plot twist. Alessio Slovene, the forgettable side character, walks in looking like a golden retriever knight and drops this bomb: he’s actually the crown prince in disguise. And he’s been investigating Marius. Finally, a lifeline. Maybe. Because people are vanishing. The body count is rising. And every time Marius kisses my forehead and calls me “Nia,” I feel one step closer to becoming the tragic heroine in a blood-soaked love story. Obsessive male leads aren’t dreamy. They’re terrifying. And I might be in way over my head.

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist!

"Hubby, I don't want anymore, I feel terrible..." "Baby, be good, finish up this medicine." The handsome man embraces the woman in his arms, coaxing her tenderly as he feeds her the medicine. Joanna Lawrence stumbles upon Ashton Heath, the most esteemed scion in all of Closia City, and ends up sleeping with him for the night. After he offers her benefits in exchange for their marriage, the newly appointed Mrs Heath suddenly has the power to have everything she ever wished for. "Hubby, I slapped the Movie Queen Faye today, was I too much?" "Baby, does your hand hurt? Let me rub it for you." "Hubby, I maxed out your credit card, are you angry?" "Baby, are you happy with your purchase? Let me know when you need more." "Hubby, I'm tired today, I don't want to move..."

"เหมียนเหมียน แต่งงานกับฉัน เธอจะได้รับสามีที่รวย หล่อ ตามใจเธอสุดๆ และยังช่วยเธอแก้แค้นคนชั่วได้ด้วย" โดยบังเอิญ เชียวเหมียนเหมียนได้พัวพันกับหมักเย่ซือ ชายผู้มีฐานะสูงส่งที่สุดในเมืองหยุนเฉิง ไม่นานหลังจากนั้น ทั่วทั้งเมืองก็รู้ว่าม่อเฉาที่เคยประกาศว่าจะไม่แต่งงานตลอดชีวิต ได้แต่งงานกับสาวที่เขารักสุดหัวใจ ทะนุถนอมราวกับแก้วตาดวงใจ หลังแต่งงาน นางม่อยุ่งกับการถ่ายหนังและแก้แค้นคนชั่ว ส่วนคุณมั่กยุ่งกับการตามใจภรรยา ตามใจภรรยา และก็ยังคงตามใจภรรยา ลูกน้อง: "นายน้อยครับ วันนี้เฉาฟูเหรินตบหน้านางเอกเฉิงเฟยเฟยจนร้องไห้เลยครับ" ชายหนุ่มขมวดคิ้ว: "ทะเลาะกันอีกแล้วเหรอ? ไม่เหมาะสมเลย! บอกเธอว่า คราวหน้าให้ฉันจัดการเรื่องแบบนี้แทน อย่าทำให้มือตัวเองเจ็บ ฉันเป็นห่วง" ลูกน้อง: "นายน้อยครับ ข้างนอกมีข่าวลือว่าเฉาฟูเหรินแต่งงานกับคนแก่น่าเกลียดครับ" วันต่อมา หมักเย่ซือ พระเอกขวัญใจประชาชนก็จัดงานแถลงข่าวระดับโลก ประกาศอย่างเปิดเผยว่า: "เชียวเหมียนเหมียนคือภรรยาของผม เธอคือผู้หญิงที่ผมรักที่สุดในชีวิตนี้"

"Marido, eu não quero mais, me sinto péssima..." "Amor, seja boazinha, termine de tomar esse remédio." O homem bonito abraça a mulher em seus braços, acariciando-a delicadamente enquanto a alimenta com o remédio. Joanna Lawrence se depara com Ashton Heath, o herdeiro mais estimado de toda a cidade de Closia, e acaba passando a noite com ele. Depois que ele oferece benefícios em troca de seu casamento, a recém nomeada Sra. Heath de repente tem o poder de ter tudo o que sempre desejou. "Marido, eu dei um tapa na Rainha do Cinema Faye hoje, eu exagerei?" "Amor, sua mão está doendo? Deixe-me massageá-la para você." "Marido, eu estourei o limite do seu cartão de crédito, você está bravo?" "Amor, você está feliz com suas compras? Avise-me quando precisar de mais." "Marido, estou cansada hoje, não quero me mexer..."

``` "Marido, eu não quero mais, estou me sentindo péssima..." "Amor, seja boazinha, termine de tomar este remédio." O homem bonito abraça a mulher em seus braços, acariciando-a ternamente enquanto lhe dá o remédio. Qiao Mianmian se depara com Mo Yesi, o mais estimado herdeiro de toda a Cidade de Yuncheng, e acaba dormindo com ele por uma noite. Depois que ele oferece benefícios em troca do casamento deles, a recém-nomeada Sra. Mo de repente tem o poder de ter tudo o que sempre desejou. "Marido, eu dei um tapa na Rainha do Cinema Cheng Feifei hoje, fui muito longe?" "Amor, sua mão está doendo? Deixa eu fazer uma massagem para você." "Marido, eu estourei seu cartão de crédito, você está bravo?" "Amor, você ficou feliz com a sua compra? Me avise quando precisar de mais." "Marido, estou cansada hoje, não quero me mexer..." ```

In an Empire ruled by kings barely out of boyhood yet already steeped in blood and power, Royal Imperium Prestigia High is where monsters are crowned—and innocents are devoured. Five thrones rule the elite academy: Dante, the werewolf alpha; Kaelric, humanity’s apex predator; Vesper, the vampire overlord; Xeari, the werecat king; and Ryuzaki, the celestial kitsune. To their subjects, they’re gods. For most girls, Prestigia is the pinnacle of existence—a chance to earn the favor of the five kings. They worship them, starve for their attention, and some die for it. But Blazar Staray is different. Sold into slavery and raised as an assassin, she infiltrates Prestigia as Orion Spade, a noble boy from a ruined house. A seer warned her: her scent is a siren’s call to beast-blooded males, awakening their primal hunger, to hunt to claim. To them she smells like the perfect mate. Her disguise is her shield—and her greatest gamble. Her mission? Kill a king—or die in the worst way possible. Yet she draws their lethal attention: - Dante craves her submission. - Kaelric hungers for her defiance. - Vesper is addicted to her blood. - Xeari stalks her like prey. - Ryuzaki wants to uncover her hideous nature. They should have ignored her. Now, they circle her like predators. The hunter becomes the hunted. To survive, Blazar must outwit kings born to rule ruthlessly, all while hiding a deadly secret that could destroy her. Blazar Staray won’t play their games. And she certainly doesn’t kneel.

Saint high in the most prestigious school in the valtoria Kingdom more than 1500 people apply for it but only few get excepted. Ragnar a boy who can barely use magic was about to give up all hope but a man changed his life forever now now he has a chance of getting in the school In the world power means everything every dispute in settled with power, Everyone wants to make their own ambitious came true so they are willing to do anything even making a contract with demons Not everyone is an ally, Ragnar will have to figure that out as he continues his path but life is not going to be fair to him So will he be able to survive and become the strongest?

Claude is a rogue werewolf who will become the Alpha’s mate. He just doesn’t know he is building a world with someone his family warned him about. Raised away from a pack, Claude has lived among the humans in secrecy. Attending school and living in a dorm with his best friend… Claude figures his life will be as plain as he planned. However, his plan falls apart with just one frat party, dancing with the city pack’s newly designated Alpha. A tug-of-war ensues between his mind, which wants to keep him safe, and his heart, which just wants Len for himself. Similarities to real people and events are coincidental.

working on other thingymabob at the moment (gone fishing)

She was Sở Khuynh Tuyết — a noble lady whose fate was stolen, raised at the borderlands under a boy’s name. Known to the world as Phong Hoa, she led the Moonlit Commerce Guild and commanded troops on bloodied battlefields. A prodigy cloaked in snow and steel, she carved her name into war and trade alike. When she returned to the capital, veiled and unreadable, the court trembled in silence. Betrayals, bloodlines, rebellions, vengeance — every step she took reshaped the tides of history. They said she was breathtaking. But none dared forget: She brought a dynasty to its knees. She loved the emperor, bore his heir, and ascended as empress. But in the end, between love and power… She chose herself.

Jenni got a scholarship to go to the South Korea official international scholar acedemic college (SKOISAC). Going to SKOISAC, she meets members of a K-pop band and befriends them leading to a closer friendship towards another member of the group. How will that work out for her? read for more information.

In the grand, moonlit gardens of an English estate, two souls from different worlds find themselves drawn together by fate. Senja, a young man from Nusantara, has come to England to seek knowledge and a future beyond the boundaries of his homeland. Elizabet, the poised yet weary daughter of the Queen, carries the weight of royal expectations and the unspoken yearning for a life of freedom. Their paths cross at a royal ball, where an unspoken connection sparks between them. As their bond deepens, they find themselves caught between the pull of duty and the allure of forbidden love. In a society bound by tradition and class, their love may be the one thing that can defy it all—if they dare to fight for it. A Dance of Fates is a tale of passion, sacrifice, and the courage it takes to choose love in a world that demands loyalty to power. Amidst the elegance of Georgian England, Senja and Elizabet will have to decide whether their love is worth the cost of everything they hold dear.

Just something I made in my free time, and that will be a waste not to upload.

Dana is a 6-year old dark skinned girl very smart and brave, one day her mother asks her to go to the market with her and warns her not to let go of her dress (abaya) what happens in the market gets Dana terrified

Idol show for dead people? Rayen was suddenly thrown into a supernatural idol show after meeting an untimely death at the peak of his career as a band vocalist. Upon waking up in a strange building, with a creepy stalker fan claiming to have written his entire biography, and a strange jukebox demanding him to perform, he learned of his death and found himself in a bizarre situation. [Please select a song to dance.] "What? Dance? I don't know how to dance!" [Select a song or disappear?] "Ain't no way I'm gonna dance!" [If you want to revive, become an idol.] "Screw revival! I don't want to dance!" Notes: Some scenes would be inspired by widely circulated memes or cultural phenomena, but these elements have been purely fictionalized for creative purposes, and do not reflect the real individuals and events they may have originated from. Poems will be written by me, but some will be based on songs. Discord server: linktr.ee/FriJie

FOR YOU I DANCED IN THE TORNADO by spec_trum Merina wanted nothing more than to protect the only family she had left. But one cold night changes everything—she’s kidnapped, dragged into a world of secrets, and forced to meet a boy who doesn’t speak, yet says everything through silence. He is the forgotten heir—abused, hidden, and quiet in a way that aches. She is the girl fate threw into his storm. As danger closes in, they begin to find each other in the dark… without words, without promises—but with something deeper. > He had no voice left to give her, so he gave her everything else. For her, he danced in the tornado.

Thrust into the 13th century, Alaric awakens as an eighteen-year-old baron, lord of his own small domain and beholden to none. Yet, within him resides a will forged in another life, driving a relentless hunger for an empire of his own making. From this fledgling territory, he will meticulously engineer his ascent. Each hard-won title, from Viscount and Count up to Emperor, will birth a new nation under his absolute, if cleverly veiled, command. Follow Alaric's calculated journey as cunning diplomacy intertwines with the brutal dance of war. Witness the chilling evolution of a young noble into a figure of awe and fear, as his family and allies observe the encroaching shadow of the tyrant he is to become. His legacy will be built upon strategic brilliance, an iron resolve that bends for no one, and the loyalties he cultivates, drawing those who seek power, or perhaps solace, into his expanding orbit. This is the dawn of his dominion, the genesis of a tyrant.

In the silent wreckage of a luxury starcruiser, an abandoned android maid continues her daily performance—for an audience long turned to dust. For 500 years, X1 has danced, greeted, and entertained as her programming commands, surrounded by bones, broken lights, and fading memories. But when a cryogenic pod flickers back to life, and a man awakens from the past, the opera of the ruins begins its second act. As the last human and a dysfunctional android navigate a decaying world filled with dead systems and silent stars, a question echoes louder than ever: Can hope be rebooted... or has humanity's curtain already fallen? A melancholic sci-fi tale of solitude, memory, and fragile connection—perfect for fans of NieR: Automata, The Wandering Earth, and Vivy: Fluorite Eye’s Song.