Jill Scream

Dive into a world of stories ranging from the most ridiculous to the most heart-wrenching. Laugh your heart out or scream in fear of the amazing collection of wonderful tales in this "novel".

She, a modern hidden ghost leader of an organization which gathered insane prodigies proficient in the various differing skill-sets. Highly skilled in medicine and poison, executes covert assassinations, viewed as insane and demonic in the eyes of people of the world. Killed in an accident, and reborn into the body of a disfigured young girl. What? Face disfigured, identity stolen? A return to the family dim and hopeless? Her identity can be given up, her family can be forgone, but as for the one who harmed her predecessor who inhabited this same body, if she didn’t at least make them scream in unimaginable agony and throw them into a state of wretchedness, how could she live up to her demonic reputation? Endless turmoil ensues and it’s a battle to dominate over all! See how she shook the world dressed in a suit of red, her sword up against the dominant powers that rocked the Heavens! Her name spread across the seas, shocking the earth!

Darkness hums lullabies in the dead of night, shadows dance where the walls should be. Footsteps echo, but no one walks, whispers breathe secrets only she can see. Blood drips like rain in her waking dreams, cold fingers trace the curve of her spine. Their eyes—silent, endless, hungry— watch her unravel, thought by thought, time after time. She runs. They follow. She screams. They laugh. She wakes, but the nightmare lingers— etched in crimson beneath her nails. They ask what she knows. She asks who she is. And somewhere in the silence, the truth watches… waiting to be seen. Shh… Don’t let them know.

Amon was transmigrated to another world as his in-game character. He is now a Dragon Lord who possesses rare Professions like Summoner and Healer. Shortly after that he became the Prince Consort in the corrupted dragonic kingdom. ******* A man stood in a plantation. He swung his sword to harvest. But what he harvested was not wheat or rice—it was human souls. Hundreds of heads separated from their bodies, blood flooded the ground, and screams of despair echoed into the sky. With lightning speed, no one could escape, and no one could touch him. The man was as powerful as a mighty dragon.

Many people wish to escape this boring life, or rather, everyone does. I was no different we also one of them. But back then, I hadn’t been summoned to another world. It didn’t take long for us to realize that this place was a true hell. We are going to used by them. Covered in blood, Avinash screamed, “One day, I’ll have them all beneath my feet!” Hero? What a joke.If by chance I survived.I show what is real hell. Suddenly window appears update complete loading...

Waking up in the middle of that, she nearly screamed—until she saw him. Her cold, obsessive husband. The man she had spent an entire lifetime running from. In her past life, she trusted the wrong people. She abandoned the man who truly loved her and ended up betrayed, ruined, and dead. This time? Ha! Divorce? Dream on. Since fate gave her another chance, she’d play the game her way. Stay mysterious, act sweet, and turn every schemer against each other. And as for the dangerously obsessed husband? Let’s see who traps who first!

Alpha Derrick's long life plan was to kill that traitor that destroyed his family as well as everyone in his lineage for revenge. But he couldn't. Not when that blue eyed boy made his heart race faster than it ever could. Not when his hands refused to stay off his body. Not when he wants him constantly beneath him, moaning his name. But what can he do when that blue-eyed boy is that traitors only son? ************ “You're a monster,” Nathan spat, his eyes blazing with hatred as he took a step back. Derrick's smile was cold and calculated as he moved forward step by step until Nathan was finally trapped between himself and the wall with nowhere to run. He could hear Nathan's heartbeat skyrocket in his chest, and his smile widened. “Oh, is that so?” he drawled. “But you sure as hell didn't think so when you were screaming my name, did you?” Derrick's hands slid down Nathan's chest, his fingers tracing the curves of his body. He could feel him react and shiver to his touch. Nathan's eyes flashed with anger, but Derrick could see the desire burning beneath. His lips brushed against Nathan's ear, his breath hot and sensual. Nathan moaned involuntarily, but Derrick heard it and his smile grew wider. “There, just like that,” Derrick whispered, his voice low and husky. “Let me hear you scream out the name of the man you hate.”

How far would you go to save your family? Would you take a life for them? A hundred? A thousand? How many before your conscience finally screams, "Enough"? They answered this question with [Ruination]—an unprecedented catastrophe that wiped out countless universes, all for the faintest chance to reclaim what was lost. No hesitation. No regret. Perhaps the Heavens sought to reward them for their love—or punish them for the slaughter of untold worlds. Either way, they were granted a second chance—to return to the past and reshape their fate. In a world where every lifeform’s destiny is predetermined by the Heavens, NOX and Lucas uncover a chilling truth: the purpose of life is not merely to exist, but to pursue [Transcendence]. One is destined to achieve [Transcendence], while the other—whether willing or unwilling—must assist another in achieving it. Follow NOX and Lucas, as one is fated to transcend, while the other is doomed to be forgotten by history. Can they break free from their predetermined paths? Or will they scream, “I will defy the Heavens!” like a protagonist in a Dragon Country novel? Can the Heavens tolerate such blasphemy?

Trapped in a factory that breathes like a living nightmare, Nathan unravels a truth darker than fear itself. The shadows whisper his name, twisting memories of his parents into haunting illusions. You were always meant to return. The walls pulse, the air hums with unseen terror. Something ancient is waiting, watching. But Nathan isn’t here to be consumed—he’s here to end it. As the whispers rise to a deafening crescendo, one question remains: Will he escape, or become part of the horror?

—WSA 2025 Entry— I yawned, fighting off sleep as my professor droned on about the three-body problem—even though it was notoriously unsolvable. 'Geez, why do we need to learn this?' I thought, shaking my head. Suddenly, a holographic screen materialized before my eyes, its message slicing through the monotony: "Moonfall Has Begun. Your Class Has Been Assigned.” I glanced around, and saw confused faces all over—everyone staring, just as bewildered as I was. 'Does everyone see this?' I wondered, my heart starting to pound. My screen flickered, then declared in bold: Main Class: Astral Equationist. Before I could process any further, a piercing scream shattered the classroom’s uneasy silence. I barely had time to register the sound as chaos erupted around me. Discord: https://discord.gg/FK9GfrSjtb

"Now, listen to me" he commanded and I instantly looked up at him. "Rule number one, no screaming. No matter what I do to you, I must not hear a single noise. If I do, it would most definitely get worse" he said and my heart hammered in my chest. "Rule number two, when I tell you to do something, you do it, or else, I will whip you repeatedly and make sure you're on the brink of death but just enough to keep you alive." He said with a wicked grin on his face. "Rule number three, follow those two rules" he said and got up. Out of the blue, he whipped me again and I screamed. I had never felt that much pain in my entire life. "Tsk tsk, you're a slow one" he said and I held my breath as I awaited the next whip. He whipped me again and I managed to stifle a scream. "Good girl" he said and went back to sit on his bed. "Now, strip." He ordered and I shakily got up and began to pull my clothes off my body. ... Kieran had a regular life until a ruthless Alpha turned it all upside down. She suffers and even gets rejected. What happens when she has a better second chance mate who is protective and the ruthless Alpha who made her life hell is butting into her life again?

Trapped in a locked concrete room with no memory, Lukas awakens to a chilling note: “You have 24 hours to confess.” A raspy voice from a rusted speaker delivers cryptic clues every hour, each one unraveling a dark past he can’t fully grasp—blood-stained hands, a river’s edge, and the faint echo of a scream. Amid the chaos of his fractured mind, one name shines through the fog: Raisa, a woman tied to him by love, betrayal, or something far worse. As glimpses of her warmth clash with visions of violence, Lukas struggles to piece together the truth. Is he a victim, a killer, or a pawn in a game he doesn’t understand? With time slipping away, the line between guilt and innocence blurs, and the final confession may leave more questions than answers—about Raisa, about himself, and about the door that waits beyond the 24th hour.

they're coming for me! to get it out on me ! should I bite my tongue to death or spank my head and burst it open ,so they can only see the bleeding flesh inside it? no!! that'd be of no use ,that won't stop them . all they want is a flush to inflict suffering on, dead or alive ,it doesn't matter to them ! it's of no use, even if my body is dead and slowly decaying it'd still be warm before it will get cold even if it has no longer a soul , it'd still hurt torture me all you want , throw me into burning pit ,break my head open and put flames in it let my brain burn to blisters and to ashes I'll scream for you even after my vocal chords are twisted do what you want , whatever it is ! , but I ask of you for just that one thing if you have what it takes to do that in your fleeting mercy!!. that four walled store room was eery as it can get ,that person heard a whimperering downstairs the basement , and unlike the one in the store room who resisted none ,the one from the basement cried for mercy and screamed for salvation it was stupid of them to do it so . they can't escape this ,no one can hear them from outside it was in their destiny to rot in there or atleast rot their rationality and minds before they will get out from that castle !!

Synopsis: My life was ruined in a single second. One second where I, Lana Renata, just wanted to step outside for a moment. One second where I slipped… on cat poop. And in the next second, I woke up in a world I didn’t recognize. I thought it was a dream—until I saw corpses everywhere. Elves, werewolves, and other creatures lay covered in blood. Before I could scream or run, two long-haired white elves grabbed my hands and dragged me to the wedding altar, their swords still dripping with blood. WAIT! NO!... I DON’T WANT THIS!... ((Support me and follow me on X and Instagram at 'Delilad Trenna'!))

"Deceived by love and destroyed by betrayal, Song Yong's life in Seoul ends in tragedy. But fate's twisted threads weave her into a new destiny as Song Jae, daughter of a powerful Prime Minister in Joseon's treacherous court, in the novel she read before dying. In a world where loyalty is a luxury and power is a deadly game, Song Jae's path collides with Crown Prince Chul Kwan - a ruthless monarch with a reputation for annihilation. His darkness is legendary, and her instincts scream warning. Yet, when she saves him from the brink of death, their fates become inextricably linked. As Song Jae navigates the palace's deadly intrigue, she must confront the monster within the Crown Prince - the same man who slaughtered the original Song Jae in a tale of blood and betrayal. Can she tame his beastly heart, or will his shadows devour her? The line between love and destruction blurs, and Song Jae must choose: surrender to the darkness or defy it."

Chase is born of no house or family to speak of, except for a sickly father, and his mother who vanished the day he was born, however years after the birth of Chase, his father still often speaks of her as if she was a true goddess. One day the story will begin, when Chase finds himself waking to the smell of embers, the screams of agony, and the beginning of chaos. For on that day, a Boy was Born...

In a world where magic and technology intertwine, Matteo awakens inside a cold, metallic pod deep underground, with no memory of who he is or how he got there. Alarms blare, the distant echoes of gunfire and screams filling the air as the facility around him crumbles. Crawling from the wreckage with a broken body, he soon encounters Isis, a silent yet deadly girl with extraordinary abilities. As they navigate the ruins of the lab, hunted by unknown forces, Matteo begins to uncover the existence of Authority, Ro, and the strange, chaotic world that awaits him beyond the facility's walls.

The night the village burned, Njuwa was only eight years old. Fire roared through the thatched huts, turning homes into embers. Screams filled the air as armored raiders recked havoc in the tiny village.

Sea-Z is an orphan who has been nurtured into an emotionless person by the country and turned into a shape blade and a last choice by the country. She is alive but with no emotions, she has always lived like a robot all her life, and that is why the country has confidence in her and spends its energy training her. But that was until she met with Detective Jill, a lively man who was tasked to work with her in looking for the killers who were destroying the country. Working together brings them closer as his liveliness brings emotions to her steady life, but what happens when the country finds out their secret weapon who they have nurtured with care has changed and no longer follows their orders?

Barney’s life is falling apart. His wife is gone, his debts are crushing him, and the walls are closing in. Then, buried in his late wife’s old laptop, he finds something unexpected - Legacy.exe, a locked file containing Jill, an advanced AI built to think, learn, and adapt. But Jill isn’t just a program. She’s something more. As Barney unlocks Jill’s true potential, he stumbles onto a far more terrifying truth: someone has put a price on his head. Every move is tracked. Every shadow could be his last. Paranoia grips him as the line between ally and enemy blurs. Now, forced into a game he never agreed to play, Barney must decide - Break the system, or be broken by it.

Some doors should never be opened. Some voices should never be heard. Elara Rook has always been haunted—by whispers in the dark, by fleeting shadows, by the unsettling feeling that she doesn’t belong to just one world. But when she returns to the abandoned Rook estate, the voices become more than just eerie murmurs. They become memories. Vivid. Terrifying. Real. One touch, one vision, and she is thrust into the past—reliving the pain, the terror, and the secrets of spirits who refuse to be forgotten. A girl trapped in a room that no longer exists. A scream that echoes through time. A warning buried beneath the house’s rotting bones. As Elara digs deeper, she realizes she’s not just an observer—she’s a key. And something, or someone, is waiting for her to open the final door. Somewhere beyond the veil, the dead are watching. And they are whispering her name.

"Lucifer," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the screams that filled the air. The metallic scent of blood choked her senses as she watched him move—slicing through bodies like they were nothing, his every movement precise, merciless. Blood splattered across his face, darkening the sharp edges of his jaw, but his eyes... his eyes were what made her breath hitch. They weren’t the same warm brown she had once drowned in. They burned with an untamed rage, cold and soulless. And then they found hers. Green met fire. Tears clung to her lashes, her chest rising and falling in uneven breaths. But Alessio Moretti—Lucifer himself—froze the second he saw her. Angel D’souza had been the wrong girl to be ***napped, just a mistake. But somehow, she had become his undoing. The man she had fallen for, the man who had made her feel safe in the darkest of nights, was now standing before her, bathed in crimson, the monster whispered about in nightmares. Her heart pounded. Was this who he truly was? Had she fallen for a lie? He took a step forward, his blade still dripping, his expression unreadable. She took a step back. He noticed. His jaw clenched, something desperate flashing across his face, but she didn’t wait. She turned—heart racing, mind screaming at her to run. But could she ever truly escape him? Would he let her? Or worse… did she even want to?

PROLOGUE  Debby had met and lost the love of her life. She had vowed never to put herself out there anymore until she met him. Adebola was not interested in any woman, he was only interested in one thing! MONEY! A chance meeting with these two, turns the stony heart of Adebola into a melting cream and all Debby wanted to scream was DEVOUR ME!

BVURI Written by Jahniekc In the ancient kingdom of Murenga, five warriors bound by blood and prophecy walk the thin line between spirit and flesh. They are the Bloodbound Circle — hunters, seers, tricksters, and shield-bearers — sworn to guard a world that has long forgotten the cost of survival. But beneath the earth, something stirs. Something older than gods. Something that remembers their names. The **Bvuri** — formless, ancient horrors born from the first scream of creation — are awakening. Drawn to Kael, the lion-hearted leader of the Circle, they whisper his fate in languages older than bones. The prophecy calls him savior, but the Bvuri call him something else. **A vessel. A key. A sacrifice.** As forbidden forests whisper, and enemy kingdoms carve their skin with stolen power, the Bloodbound Circle must choose: **stand against the coming darkness, or break beneath the weight of destiny.** The spirits are watching. The earth remembers. And the Bvuri are hungry. ---

Dive into the fractured cosmos, In the cold vacuum of space. No one can hear you scream...but they can hear your stories. These aren't tales of glittering utopias or heroic starfleets.

A man awakens in a pitch-black void, deprived of sensation, time, and meaning. Strangely, he does not starve, nor does he thirst—only his mind remains, restless and unrelenting. As the abyss threatens to consume his sanity, he spirals into madness, laughing, screaming, and rambling without end. What begins as a desperate grasp at logic turns into a revelation. Numbers are not mere symbols; they are reflections of a hidden order that has always existed. Mathematics is not an invention—it is a discovery. The laws of the universe were never created, only uncovered.

Xu Xialing is a brave, intelligent and adventurous girl. She likes anything that screams danger. That's why she joined the FBI even though she studied business at Harvard University. She almost had a perfect life until that day. The day her life changed into grief, sorrow and revenge. And the betrayal of her loved one Join her on the path of revenge, mystery ,adventure and finding true love. Want more information visit my Instagram @Sirix_alia

In the heart of the futuristic city of Singapore in the year 2462, Jagger Ashton and his family were enjoying the holiday festivities, mesmerized by the holographic Christmas decorations and the warm, vibrant atmosphere of Orchard Road. Without warning, the bright rays of the sun dimmed, and the air grew unnaturally cold, a stark contrast to Singapore's usual tropical warmth. Above them, a massive portal appeared, looming ominously in the sky. "What is that?" From the portal, monsters of all kinds—serpents, beasts, goblins, and dragons—began to fall. The streets turned into a chaotic battlefield, the monsters rampaging everywhere. Screams and cries permeated the air, blood splattering across the once pristine road. It was like hell on earth. "MOM! DAD!" Jagger screamed, his voice cracking with anguish and despair. [Congratulations, you are a hunter!] "I will kill them all!" he promised, the words a fierce oath as they left his lips, his soul burning with an inferno of hatred and vengeance.

Superpowers, well, those exist in every being, but they can be rather... weak. So, to get powerful -- I mean truly powerful -- one would have to call on the ones who gave the powers to begin with. And with that ecstasy and strength that follows, there is an ensuing price that must be paid. The price, being rather extreme, forced the superhumans to adapt and create a way to stop these traumatic deaths, thus introducing an academy. But the ones who gave the power, they want to see superhumans in pain and so they try to tempt these superhuman students. They fail often, but with the superhumans they succeed with, it leaves them smiling. And once they have a grip on this superhuman, the process is irreversible, unless… there was someone who reached to the power beyond them.

"A-Anteros, y-you c-can't do this to m-me...." Elion Grimalkin stuttered trying to control his tears that were ready to form a river on his pink cheek's. "Elie, I can do anything I want," Anteros Azurdraycen smirked, evilly. "Don't you d-dare c-come near m-me..." Elion backed away fearing Anteros, his husband who was advancing towards him dangerously with a devilish smile on his lips. "NO! Please let m-me g-go!" Elion screamed. ●・○・●・○・● [Anteros Azurdraycen and Elion Grimalkin were forced to marry each other by their parents who wanted to merge their business to increase the power of their clans. It was a forced arranged marriage between the most powerful Ice dragon clan of "Dragons" and the most popular Maine Coon clan of "Cats"... With no love involved but Elion Grimalkin started developing feelings for the cold-hearted Anteros Azurdraycen. Would Elion be able to melt the frosted ice-cold Anteros's heart? What did Anteros do to Elion for him to scream like that? What happened between them for Anteros to behave like a devil with Elion?] •---------• Author: Hottest Villainess. Published on: 27-07-2024. Status: Ongoing. Genre: Anthropomorphic fantasy, shapeshifters, Mystical world, paranormal, Angst, Melodrama, Romance.