Erwin Stares Reiner

Staring into the endless abyss, a speck of light made its first decision. Changing, twisting, and shifting its form, it would become the hands that would shape eternity. Reaching into the chaos of nothing, it could feel the draw of reality. Interpreting the countless dominoes lined up before it, the hands pulled. Then it all came tipping over. Endless causality and unending outcome. Being pushed away by the expanding force, the speck faded into the night.

"Either you take it off yourself, or I'll do it for you." Mirabel should’ve been annoyed furious, even. But the way Raphael said it? Low. Commanding. Like he was daring her to defy him. And gods, did she want to. Just to see if he’d follow through. But that was the problem with Raphael Ash. He was all sharp edges and unreadable stares, a storm wrapped in cold restraint. And she? She was the problem he didn’t want but couldn’t seem to stay away from. Thrown into Eldermire Academy, Mirabel a Forsaken, an outsider, a nobody was supposed to blend into the shadows. Instead, she’s caught in the tangled web of Nephilim and demons, whispered prophecies, and secrets buried in blood. And now, the school’s most dangerous figures are circling her like she’s something more than she should be. Azazel Morningstar watches her like she’s his next favorite sin. "Marked by Midnight" a dark, supernatural romance where fate is never fair, control is an illusion, and sometimes, the deadliest things aren’t monsters at all.

"What do you think?" She sipped her wine. "Parlesque, 1831...old but vintage," her eyes locked with his. "How do you know so much about wine?" He stared at her. He had never seen anyone so beautiful. she smiled. "I'm from Nigeria. We invent whine..." Five young women and men of different social statuses struggle with the reality of facing their past. The hard truths some are sure would set them free. Still, some truths are best buried to avoid bloodshed and closed wounds.

This is the stories of two different people from two different worlds (literally) She was raised in love, while he was raised in hate Her birth was celebrated, while he was despised She was protected, while he was abused everyday. She is gentle, warm and kind, while he is cold, cruel and vicious But with the twist of fate, their world collided. They will learn from each other. He will teach her to be hopeful and live for herself, while she will teach him the joys of Friendship and Love Together they will learn to understand each other, accept each other and love each other, and soon their love will change the fate of the world ________________________________________ Princess: Can you stop staring at me while I'm sleeping? The Lord: I can't... The Princess: Are you gonna stare at me the whole night? The Lord: Yes! The Princess: Can you at least act like a normal man who will take advantage of a maiden while in her room. The Lord: …this Lord would oblige The Princess: WAIT… This princess is kidding, just kidding, wait...!

(Note: - Chapter 1,2 are bit long, rest of them are around 1k-1.5k, since I added #sliceoflife tag, some chapters may be slow paced, not all, only few of them.) In a world where Beast Tamers command respect and wealth, Kai is nothing but a street rat, scraping by on the streets of Ashenford. Orphaned and despised by townsfolk, he's learned to expect nothing more than cold stares and cruel words. His life takes an unexpected turn when he stumbles across an injured beast deep in the wilderness. Kai nurses the creature, forming an unspoken bond that will alter his fate, and he begins to see the harsh realities of a world ruled by power, status, and secrets.

Aliyah, a cancer patient who's battling with her cancer thought that she was dreaming. First time in her entire life, she was so happy because in her dream, she can walk, she can run and she can speak properly. She can hug the refreshing cold wind, she can stare at the night sky together with the trees and she can compliment how tall the mountains are. With these moments, she wholeheartedly decided that she was ready to die and be with the beautiful paradise just like what she dreamt. Not until a naked guy appeared and approached her, telling that she wasn't dreaming. She was reborn.

Season 2 Synopsis After the fierce battle that nearly cost Seung Min his life, everyone hoped things would finally calm down. However, as school resumes, the atmosphere becomes even more tense. Seung Min returns to class with wounds that have yet to fully heal, greeted by questioning stares and whispers echoing through the hallways. Despite it all, his resolve remains unshaken—he knows the true enemy has yet to fully reveal themselves. In this second season, friendships are tested, betrayals are uncovered, and every step they take could lead either to destruction or salvation.

She was the little human girl who kept disrupting his privacy ,always curios about what the college deep secret was all about ,why the vampires seem different than the outside world told about them. He on the other hand was the person who was intrigued by her courage and sweetness her resilient manner and her thirst to learn more ,it seem the more be saw her the more he wanted a small bite from that fair neck. His deep red eyes blinked stared at her his voice low as he questioned."should I bite."?

There exists no obstruction for a one-track mind like Latona Cassel's. If there is no path laid at her feet, she will carve her own instead. With the meager life she struggles to endure, desperate measures are far more convenient and called-for. So when Latona sets her eye on something indispensable, she isn't afraid to seize it, even if it means clawing a prize out of another's hands. For the sky may be the limit, but her desire to possess goes beyond it. Yet one pathetic truth remains—she still foolishly holds out for Gideon Regis who has severed her hands before she ever had the chance. After all, Gideon is nothing without his rigid morals. He lives only to follow what have been established for him: obedience, honor, family values. If he were to step even an inch outside those lines, hell itself would be damned. But amidst lingering stares and tension palpable in the air, how do you brush off the scorching ardency that gnaws at your bones? Storms have been stirred. Nights have fallen. Do you douse in resolution, or do you let it all burn and consume? [Written in Tagalog and English]

Ignatius Thorn felt his life slipping away as he stared at his screen, the game he had invested so much in finally booting up. Drawn into its digital depths, He sat alongside the character he had purchased that day. At first, his fantasy life seemed perfect—until disaster struck. Finding the murderer would become his priority. With his system, he would grow stronger. Mystery and adventure await Ignatius as he builds his harem, fighting for his place in this new world. One chapter a day. 1500-2000 words.

formed from the souls of thousands a weapon is born. weapon created to slay the gods destruction. Chaos has risen in the realm of the gods. Being the one blessed with power of destruction sienna stared at the only person that gave her life. she held his hands as tears flow down her cheek"zadok if you die, I will drag you from hell and kill you ten times "

Donovia A world of swords and magic. A world a we’re Mages’ farts can change the geography of countries and Swordsmen more skilled than Captain Levi molesting the Beast Titan, and to add insult to injury can run at speeds so fast that they take the “bolt” in “lightning bolt” and shit on it… Anyways our MC has been summoned into this world alongside the cliche group of Japanese class of highschoolers to “Save the World” from the Demon King. However it seems that nothing is at straightforward, or to according to the MC it isn’t… P.S. The image isn’t mine I just poached it of google so credits go to whoever made the image P.P.S. Everything (except the some of MCs abilities) in this story is my own creation. Even the shitty world-building is mine, however, i will Endeavour to improve it P.P.P.S. MC is kinda a bit Chaotic-Neutral kinda edgy. His bottom-line is low but not that low so don’t be surprised if he sees starving kids on the verge of death only hanging on because of that little crumb of stale bread they ate in the morning, stops, stares at them and decides that they aren’t worth it and continues on his merry way. No type of earthly morals gunna get in his way(unless he decides to) and also this is not spoiling so don’t get your panties in a twist.

Hook: "Miss Jiang, your perfume contains the memories of three dead souls." Full Synopsis: Top perfumer Jiang Se receives an anonymous request to recreate the last scent inhaled by the deceased. When she extracts the forbidden fragrance "Path to Hades"—a signature blend of her ex-lover—from a tycoon's remains, she's confronted by Inspector Lu Chen, an anosmic detective who possesses synesthetic abilities to see smells as colors. "Your 'Redemption' perfume carries the stench of my sister's corpse," Lu Chen whispers, his fingers tracing the vial as silver hues swirl in his eyes—the color he associates with lies. A series of gruesome murders unfolds: 1. A millionaire dies with burst olfactory nerves, surrounded by test strips of Jiang's latest collection 2. A Michelin chef drowns in bitter almond syrup laced with her wedding fragrance 3. A virtuoso pianist's ear canals bloom with jasmine flowers during a death livestream promoting her signature scent As Jiang discovers all victims were subjects in a memory-transplant experiment three years prior, Lu's synesthetic color charts warn: "The next corpse will carry your DNA scent." With 72 hours until her grand perfume launch, Jiang stares into the mirror. The jasmine tattoo on her nape emits azure mist—the final ingredient in the ultimate olfactory weapon.

Born into poverty, Syra's beauty was both a blessing and a curse. With delicate features that could bring kings to their knees and a mind sharper than any blade, she should have had the world at her feet. But from the moment she stepped into womanhood, men coveted her, women despised her, and society sought to control her. Haunted by the hungry stares of lecherous men, crushed beneath the weight of jealousy, and drowning in the loneliness of being misunderstood, Syra had only one escape—her mind. Books became her sanctuary, knowledge her weapon. She swore that she would rise, no matter the cost. Yet, when success finally graces her life, her beauty becomes a different kind of curse—one that binds her to the obsession of a man unlike any other. Leon Alaric is not just rich—he is powerful, ruthless, and dangerously possessive. A man who built an empire with his own hands and takes what he wants, no questions asked. The moment he lays eyes on Syra, he knows one thing: She belongs to him. But Syra is not a woman to be owned. If he wants her, he must prove that he sees beyond the superficial. That his love is not just for her face, but for the fire burning within her soul. Can she trust a man whose love is too intense, too all-consuming? Or will she lose herself in the very obsession that promises to protect her? A story of pain, survival, and a love so deep it borders on madness.

" Who are you !? " I heard a weak voice. I stood frozen and just stared back at him. He had piercing eyes full of distrust and hostility. " Who are you !? And where am I !?" - he turned his head looking for something familiar. " W-what is this place !? " " Try and..r-r-relax please ! " - I put my hands up and indicated no hostility. " Y-you shouldn't move just yet.. Granny!!" --- Don't judge..every love story needs a start. This was mine.

Irene had such beautiful hair, that fit her bold eyed stare. (Parents are strongly cautioned when showing this work to any Minor or person who is still susceptible to certain pieces of content or work. .WWYI? contains a clear depiction of suicide, grief, and suggestive bits. death may also be depiction)

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

In the city of Velmoria, where power is won through deception and lost through a single misstep, the world believes Lucien Valehart is dead. Ten years ago, his noble house was erased, his family slaughtered, and his name forgotten. But Lucien is no ghost. He has returned—not for vengeance, but for something far greater. Control. Armed with a mind sharper than any blade, he moves unseen, manipulating nobles, spies, and assassins like pieces on a chessboard. To the world, he is an unknown force, a whisper in the shadows. To those who stand in his way, he is a nightmare they never see coming. Yet in this grand game, he is not the only player. Seraphina Nachtveil, a woman with secrets of her own, finds herself entangled in his schemes. As she begins to unravel the layers of his deception, she faces a terrifying truth—Lucien does not simply play the game. He decides how it ends. In a city of liars, where the abyss stares back at those who dare to gaze into it, only one question remains: Is Lucien the savior of a broken world… or the architect of its destruction?

Theron and Kael have been inseparable since childhood—a clever, sarcastic gnome and a confident, troublemaking werewolf prince. Together, they’ve terrorized their teachers, stolen cookies from the palace kitchens, and declared themselves “brothers for life.” But when Theron accidentally discovers he’s Kael’s fated mate, he knows the universe must have made a mistake. Why? Because Kael has spent years describing his dream mate in nauseating detail: “Big-breasted, long-haired, and so hot they’d melt snow just by walking into a room.” Theron stares at his reflection. Flat chest? Check. Short hair? Double check. Definitely not hot enough to melt snow. The Moon Goddess must be having a bad day. His solution? Pretend he doesn’t know. Ignorance is bliss, right? Hide, Gnomes were best at hiding. Except Kael eventually finds out. And chaos ensues. “You’re my mate?” “Uh… no, I’m not. You’ve got the wrong gnome. Goodbye!” Theron yells, making a break for it. Kael isn’t having it. He chases him down like a wolf on a hunt. “You think you can outrun me? You’re like, three .” “Four feet!” Theron snaps, before getting tackled. Now, Theron is stuck with a mate who won’t take no for an answer. “You said you like big-breasted girls! Look at me—I’m a twig!” Kael shrugs, grinning. “I’ve decided I like twigs.” “What about long hair?” “Yours is short, but it’s cute.” Theron throws up his hands. “I’m not sexy!” Kael smirks. “Not yet. But give me some time.”

Marcu Aurelius Saavedra was known as a one-woman man, and everyone knows that. He doesn’t cheat and do flings. Marcus Aurelius’ loyalty is unwavering, believing a man should only love one woman. But soon, Marcus Aurelius’ beliefs crumbled when her girlfriend of 7 years left him. Now, she’s back, and he needs to face her. But to hell with it, he will not face her alone when Cruella Cervantes barged into his life-literally and figuratively. At that moment, when he saw her heart-shaped face and her hazel eyes staring into his dark brown eyes, his belief began to crumble. Yet his gaze could not leave her full lips, which were inviting and tinted a delicate shade of pink, fueling something within him. Marcus Aurelius then proposed a fake relationship with Cruella. One rule she must abide by is not to fall in love with him. Their relationship will be under bedroom negotiation, and falling in love with each other is a sin. And yet all he could remember was the need to kiss her and stare at her hazel eyes. But the question is: Will he overthrow the attraction he felt for the woman, knowing it’s a sin, or would Marcus Aurelius let his feelings show as he thrust hard and deep inside her?

A tale about demons and humans the evil that embraces the earth without light darkness ruled "Agony , yes agony like music to my ears" said the Devil with a wide grin staring at the pit below him, will the devil take over the earth if so then what will happen to humans who will stop the Powerful devil himself

In the heart of the Ostris Galaxy, on the hyper-advanced planet Nouxrus, a secret experiment is unleashed. Project Overlord—a bioengineered superweapon designed to be the perfect soldier—has escaped. Created by the brilliant but obsessive Dr. Vasya and controlled by the ruthless Commander Erwin, Overlord was meant to be an unstoppable force, an instrument of war. But something went wrong. With no memories of his past, yet driven by an unbreakable will, Overlord breaks free from his captors. Armed with lethal cybernetic enhancements, superhuman reflexes, and an AI-driven tactical mind, he tears through the underground facility. But Erwin won’t let his prized weapon escape so easily—he unleashes failed experiments, elite soldiers, and a galaxy-wide bounty to hunt him down. As Overlord flees into deep space, he finds himself stranded in an unknown sector, pursued by mercenaries, warlords, and forces beyond his understanding. But survival is only the beginning. What is he? Why was he created? And who was he before he became a weapon?

Detective and head of chief police Carl is faced with another case, another murder case at this point nothing shakes her until her and her team handles the 'pretty blond case',the brutal murder of 'Jennifer Andersons' the case is not all that it seems as Carl and her team dig much deeper they find themselves shaken for the first time.. Jennifer's friends fall deep into the suspicious list, the girls are kept in a house and a questioned through a game call 'stare at the liar' to say their stay in the house was pure horror.. revealing untold secrets, long-held grudges, hatred, jealousy, broken friendships was an understatement

Madeline knew he was the alpha of the werewolves, but… __ In Alaric, soulmates are bonded by a red string. Some people chose to go against their preordained fates, some chose to embrace it. However, when Madeline discovers she’s bonded to no, not a human, but the alpha of the pack she happened to stumble upon… Does she unintentionally fall for the devilish Alpha Xavier or does she decide her own path? __ EXCERPT: "Step forward," he ordered, his steely gaze landing on her. Madeline swallowed as a chill went down her spine. "You don't belong here," he snarled, making Madeline want to run despite her intuition which told her not to. Making a face, he narrowed his eyes and spat, "You're a human." Wide-eyed, Madeline stared back at him, her eyes meeting him before she felt something tighten around her pinky. Her heart tightened and began pounding faster than it did before. It flickered, but it was clear what it was. Everyone stared between them, back and forth in confusion. Whatever it was, it could only be seen by Madeline and Xavier. 'With a stranger? Are you kidding me?' He growled. Her heart raced, she was thinking the same thing. __ This book's cover is made by @vatarison.art (check him out on IG)!

"Can't you see we're fated to be? I am the one that's married to you not Rickell. I know I've been hard on you, but i changed a year before your kidnap. Please," Randell pleaded on his knees, not minding the stares from behind. I sighed and replied guilt strickenly "I'm well aware of all these, but It's quite hard to choose a face to love, I love Rickell, your twin too. He let out a gentle sob and gave me the most loving look ever "Violet, I live for you alone. If it were possible to tear out my heart and show you who it belonged to, I'd do that. My heartbeat races like a horse whenever you say my name, I forget to breathe whenever your eye meets with mine, . I would rather you kill me, than marry him. You're all I've ever wanted". Violet, a beautiful flower, is made to face harsh worldly challenges earlier than she could ever imagine. She struggles with love and hatred for her family and arranged husband's family, being trafficked and sold to a drug lord in a strange land, a jealous and dubious sister and above all, her love for her arranged husband's twin. Who could she possibly settle with? Which of the twin was better and could be relied on? Would she ever outsmart her evil sister and save herself from the cold hands of death?

“why are they keep staring at me?’” Bi Hua . yet with her background being the youngest daughter of famous cultivator Yue family, it’s hard to go unnoticed.

Jaxon had always been the unluckiest person he knew. But everything changed when he stumbled upon a ring that could transport him through time and space into a real game world. In that game world, he was the only “player”! And the best part was that he could bring back anything he acquired there to the real world! “I’m going to be rich!” Jaxon stared at the piles of legendary items and divine pets, his eyes wide and his expression ecstatic. From the food industry to antiques, from sports to racing… Jaxon dominated every field!

"Please marry me, I promise to compensate you in whatever way I can," Marina said to the man staring at her with confidence. "Alright, I will." After the wedding... "I want to get a divorce. Let me go Aiden." "No, you are my compensation for marrying you," Aiden remarked, giving her a cocky smile.

[COMPLETED] “Can I trust that your feelings won't impact this?” he asked, staring at her with a menacing intensity. “I'm here for the job. You require someone to play a role, and I simply need payment. This is strictly a business deal. Let's both wear our brightest smiles," she replied, maintaining a serene expression not flinching a bit at the intensity of his stare. *** “What if a client develops feelings for you?” he inquired. Venessa's heart skipped a beat at his words but she was still able to maintain her composure. “My job forbids it, as long as I'm bound by the contract,” she murmured, just audible enough for him to hear. *** Vanessa, an ordinary college student, lands a job at an escort rental agency after losing her previous one in an unfortunate incident. There, she encounters Jayden, a successful CEO seeking a rental girlfriend who won't fall for him, as he's still enamoured with his celebrity partner. However, despite his intentions, Jayden ends up falling in love first because he can't help but fall for her charms. As their professional arrangement becomes increasingly complicated, both must grapple with their growing feelings and the boundaries of their business relationship. Will Jayden accept his newfound emotions, and will Venessa remain strictly professional or succumb to love? *** This book has a little element of fantasy as the male lead comes from a secret clan of immortals. Seat back a enjoy how mysteries are unravelled and our Ml and Fl fall in love.

"Let me go!" Ivy screamed, her body struggling against the man’s grip. But Alaska only stared at her coldly, carrying her effortlessly despite her resistance. With steady steps, he took her deeper into his world. "Go? Don’t even think about it," Alaska hissed, his voice sharp as a blade. "You are mine, and I will never let you go." Under the obsessive hold of this cold yet captivating man, Ivy’s life turned into a nightmare that slowly ensnared her heart.