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Mia and Liam, two teens, get caught up in the turmoil of first love in the sleepy village of Willow brook. They learn about the beauty and complexity of their emotions as they navigate the turbulent waters of adolescence. They experience tears, laughter, and amazing moments throughout their path of self-discovery and connection, which forever alters their lives.

As the third ranking most powerful female in the world of supernaturals I was accused of a crime I did not commit and sentence to death while the real culprits were in front of me. IN A VOID As I was immersed in my emotions time went by a voice a female's voice is on the like harpers playing on harps the voice asked me "What would you do in your next life" "In my next life I will put myself first and will never be a victim of this game called life again "Well said my child... I will give you a chance to you to go back in time to make things right and protect your loved ones don't disappoint me" NOW..... I am back on the journey to pursue love, forgiveness and revenge

Hu Li Hua, a 22nd-century botanist, suddenly finds herself stranded in the world of the novel she just finished reading. Damn it! She’s destined to be cannon fodder who dies at the very beginning of the story?! No! She refuses! Her family, who doesn’t love her, is doomed to die one by one as cannon fodder for the female and male protagonists? Fine! Let them be! She’ll escape with her mother and enjoy the story from afar. Huh? But why has her family suddenly started loving her? What about the Green Tea Girl they always adored? “Miss Hu, can we get married and have a few adorable children?” In the middle of the night, a seductive man’s voice whispered softly in her ear. “What?! Marriage and kids?! No, I don’t want that! I just want to be a salted fish and enjoy my lazy life!” Little did Hu Li Hua know, not only was her Melon-Eating System shaking the Imperial Court, but… her inner thoughts could also be heard by others! Can Hu Li Hua escape her fate as cannon fodder? And can the handsome man win Hu Li Hua’s heart? (Note: “eating melon” is slang for gossiping.)

Cedric, one who fought in the grand crusade against infidels that took over the Holy Land of Jerusalem has fallen. A crossbow bolt has found its way into his skull, he has met his end in a way he always wished. In service to the Lord. And yet it seems God had more plans for him. Instead of death, he found himself in the middle of the black void, his armor, and blade at his side. And yet just before he awoke, a voice whispered to him, a divine voice of God. That he was sure of. With the guidance of his voice, he was granted a path in this world, a path that would guide him towards spreading one true faith in this pagan world.

How long can one ignore the voices in their head? Nine years. To Mark, that was the limit. For the majority of his life, Mark White has been fighting a constant battle for his sanity. The voices in his head pushed him toward madness one whisper at a time, and the music he used to ward against them was gradually losing its effects. As his mental state slowly deteriorated, Mark spent more of his time working on a game he had been developing and lamenting his lack of romantic experience. One night, the voices dealt him a powerful blow, bringing their battle to an end. To his surprise, Mark won the battle, but that came at a great cost. The voices might have disappeared, but a visual hallucination arrived to replace them, taking the form of a character from his game: Maids VS Apocalypse. Little did he know that the real apocalypse was already coming for him. ======================================= Check out my other work! Valkyrie Smash.

The world ended. As Alan died, with everything around him flooding and going to ruin, he heard a voice: Imminent death of skill holder detected. Conditions met. Activating Unique Skill: Regression. Thus began his tale of infinite regression.

Are your own voices echoing in an empty room more frightening, or is it being alone in that room with loneliness itself? How did I get to this situation? How could I be so reckless? Why did everyone see my life as normal? Why is it that while I'm running to hell, there are only spectators around me? As it is stated in Surat al-Kahf: "And you will understand that you will find no refuge other than Allah.” This verse became a light in the darkness surrounding my life, and I finally realized that I had no one to take refuge from except my Lord. I have found no other refuge from him. When I said that everything was over, my great miracle was included in my life. But I'm not worthy of him, nor is this heart of mine sensible enough to understand that… I guarantee a story that you will read with bated breath... how many pieces will Merve's world be divided into? Will Furkan be able to heal his wounds, or will he deepen those wounds even more? This is the story of finding yourself, getting lost and surviving... Are you ready to step into Merve's world now?

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

max was on deaths door when he touched a crack in the air waking up in a forest with a weird voice in his head and windows popping up around him how does he act

Nemiko was an orphan. He was constantly lonely as everyone feared him. However, he wasnt exactly alone, he had voices to keep him company. These voices seemed like a curse for all of his life. But these voices may just be what led him to his salvation. *Disclaimer* Cover art is not owned by me! If requested by creator to take it down, I will!

In the heart of Japan, Kazemachi Sota was a high school football legend, the fastest and most skilled quarterback the Nishikawa Hawks had ever seen. But a devastating injury shattered his dreams, leaving him to navigate a new life of uncertainty. Labeled "the bird with clipped wings," Kazemachi struggles to find his place in a world without the sport that defines him. Just as hope seems lost, an unexpected invitation from a spirited girl named Aiko reignites his passion. She invites him to join the school’s flag football team, a game of strategy and speed, offering him a chance to redefine himself. Will Kazemachi find a new way to soar, or will the shadows of his past keep him grounded forever? This is a journey of self-discovery and triumph against all odds.

The omnipotent wanderers is a story about two beings created by an unknown creator having the responsibility of protecting the creation. The unknown creator, an entity only known by its voice to them. Individually incomplete, they are unstoppable together. This is the story as they get to know about their true powers and their connection and about their journey as they fight maleficent powers of the underworld. Not possessed by the greatness of their powers, they fight alongside, guided by the voice.

David Marsh's carefree existence was disrupted when the shocking news of his classmate's attempted suicide reverberated through the school halls. As he struggled to comprehend the turmoil that had driven his classmate to such desperation, a mysterious voice echoed within David's mind. The voice, friendly and benevolent, harbored no sinister intent. Instead, it extended an unexpected request which was to pay a visit to the paranormal hospital where his classmate had been left alone. Join our discord server for fun, chill and to stay updated regarding novel. https://discord.gg/th6KWuRCRm Link for joining

The story follows Ryu Kento, a high school student who longs for a meaningful relationship but has never been able to get into one. He struggles with the emotional scars left by his abusive parents who abandoned him, leaving him to live alone in a small apartment. Ryu experiences vivid, recurring dreams of a faceless girl. In these dreams, she beckons him toward something mysterious, and over time, her face begins to reveal itself bit by bit, deepening the intrigue and emotional connection. These dreams create an atmosphere of sadness, tied to Ryu's past, as he finds himself longing for a bond he’s never truly had in real life. As the story progresses, a romance unfolds with the faceless girl, who turns out to be a transfer student at Ryu’s school. Alongside this growing connection, Ryu has two close friends at school who will play a significant role later in the story, supporting him through his struggles and helping him navigate the complexities of love, friendship, and healing. The story blends elements of romance, mystery, and emotional depth, with hints of sadness as Ryu comes to terms with his past and begins to uncover the truth about the faceless girl in his dreams.

Roderic stepped forward, his expression a mix of irritation and wariness. "Lysandra's methods are unorthodox, but they're effective," he said, his tone clipped. "You'll find no one better at scouting or taking down a target." "I can see that," Alaric replied, his lips curling into a faint, smile. "Though I imagine her sharp tongue is just as deadly as her blade." Lysandra crossed her arms, her smirk returning despite the weight of the knights' stares. "You have no idea."

Ethan Cross was nobody a street-smart troublemaker scraping by on bruised knuckles and sharp instincts. But when a mysterious man in a perfect suit steps out of the shadows and offers him a black envelope, Ethan's life is thrown into a world he never imagined. Welcome to The Helix Institute, an elite spy academy where failure isn’t an option, and every lesson could be your last. Behind tailored suits, sleek gadgets, and shadowy missions lies a brutal reality: the line between hero and monster is razor-thin. As Ethan rises through the ranks, he faces ruthless rivals, seductive allies, and enemies who kill with a smile. Trust is a luxury, betrayal is currency, and death is always one mistake away. But Ethan isn’t just surviving he’s thriving. He’s becoming something more. Something dangerous. But shadows grow deeper, and an enemy known only as The Shadow King is pulling the strings of chaos across the globe. Ethan must decide what he’s willing to sacrifice to stop him, his friends, his morals, or himself. In a world where loyalty is fragile and power is everything, Viper isn’t just Ethan’s codename. It’s a promise. "Once you’re in… there’s no turning back." Prepare for a story of ruthless ambition, adrenaline-soaked missions, and a protagonist who isn’t afraid to get blood on his hands.

This novel is inspired by novels where heroines can hear the villain's inner voice, but the main character is the protagonist in the original story not the villain whose voice audible to the heroines. No NTR ---- Chen Fan descends from the mountain after learning from his master for 10 years. The purpose? Of course, to enjoy life and reach the pinnacle of greatness. But there’s something strange about the girls he meets… ---- A/N : This is my first novel, and since English isn't my native language, I kindly ask for your understanding regarding any awkward phrasing or grammatical errors. Your feedback is greatly appreciated.

On his deathbed, Yun Guo accepts an enigmatic voice’s offer of a second chance, sacrificing his sight to rewrite his fate. Awakening in a mysterious new world instead of his past, Yun must navigate its dangers blind, guided only by instinct and a cryptic voice. Tasked with restoring balance to the realm, he embarks on a perilous quest tied to an ancient artifact and secrets of his own soul. In this world of light and shadow, Yun must confront his past, forge new paths, and discover whether redemption is truly possible—or if he’s been led into darkness.

Upon being bestowed various powers and abilities by an unknown voice, the entirety of the human race is tasked with choosing 10 people , one among of which will be crowned the "King Of Men".

tells the story of a man who falls in love with a woman, even though he has never seen her face. He has only heard her voice from her cellphone.

It was dark, very dark, an empty space, and in its midst, a voice, a strangely soothing voice, talking to me, me?, talking...to me? is this a dream?, am I.....asleep?

In a world where planar summoning has been forbidden for centuries, powerful barriers separate the human and demon realms. The last time such magic was used, it unleashed chaos, leading to a continent-wide war that nearly destroyed everything. But none of this stops 16-year-old summoner Phyllis from breaking the rules. Her boldness and love for adventure lead her to summon a high-level demon—but what she gets is Alpha, a demon who’s more obsessed with cooking pork knuckles and cleaning than destruction. Phyllis, living in her cozy alchemy tower tucked away in the mountains, is no ordinary girl. She’s fiercely curious, loves experimenting with magic, and has a soft spot for shiny gemstones and sweet pastries. Despite her intellect and resourcefulness, she’s clumsy in endearing ways—tripping over her own feet or spilling potion ingredients mid-experiment. Her determination and playful spirit make her a lovable mix of chaos and charm. Together with Alpha, whose childlike curiosity and unexpected talent for household tasks often clash with his immense latent power, the duo embarks on magical misadventures. From outsmarting magical authorities to uncovering forbidden secrets, they navigate a world of danger and hilarity, proving that breaking the rules can sometimes lead to the best stories.

Do you ever imagine there's another world running right beside ours? . . . “Why don’t we put this in?" A woman speaks, her voice smooth, almost affectionate. “Nah, that’s too overpowered. Let’s add something different. Something… darker.” Then, a man’s voice interrupts, firm and unyielding. “Hey! Why don’t we make him a vampire?” The woman’s voice perks up, excited. A chill goes through me. Make what! vampire? Who! Me?! What—what are they talking about? The man lets out a skeptical grunt. “A vampire? Sure, that’s interesting, but it's too OP. Let's add something to balance it.” “Okay, okay,” she says, her tone still light, as though designing some casual new toy. “But let’s change the species—no blood-sucking from humans. It’s been done to death, too cliché right?” Blood-sucking? Humans? My mind spins. Are they actually talking about turning me into… some kind of creature? “Well,” the man chuckles, “there’s plenty else he could prey on in this world, isn’t there? We’ll give him something else to feed on.” The voices continue, completely oblivious to my horror. I lie helpless, only able to listen as they throw around options, shaping me, deciding my fate. My heart—if I even have one—pounds in the emptiness. I can’t see, move, or speak. But in their hands, I’m becoming something, one twisted decision at a time.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

I live in a metal palace. All my needs taken care of. Never will I go hungry or feel unprotected. A voice from the walls is my caretaker since I was young. I have large knights who guard me but never speak. I have no family or friends. I look out of my window to see paradise but All I want is to hear another voice besides my own and the machine. Will i ever have friends or a family?

Nkoli is on a journey to find herself while combating the voices in her head. Follow Nkoli as she stumbles down a cliff only to be lifted on the wings of love. A story of love, betrayals, compassion and purpose

This story follows Clip, a young man trying to navigate his labyrinth of emotions tied to the multiple women in his life. Haunted by suppressed feelings and lingering guilt, Clip’s story explores the weight of unspoken truths and the impact of his darker instincts. As he struggles with the consequences of his choices, Clip embarks on a transformative journey of self-awareness. Through confronting his vulnerabilities and embracing honesty, he learns the painful yet necessary lessons about love, accountability, and moving forward.

All I ever wanted was for famous detectives like Sherlock Holmes or Arsène Lupin to appear in my dreams and share their wisdom. But instead, why am I hearing the voices of notorious serial killers in my head, guiding me to solve a string of mysterious cases?

A child cursed from birth or maybe not totally cursed ok fine he is cursed but just a little bit

It was a very normal day for the inhabitants of planet Earth when an emotionless robotic voice resounded in every creature's mind. "Unawakened Planet#54673242 discovered" "Initiating Awakening" When mankind had finally adapted to these changes, the voice of the System rang once again. "Tutorial has ended. A war will be initiated for the ownership of Planet#54673242." Mankind fought long and hard but they were still no match for their enemies. Mankind lost. Ezekiel or Zeke as his friends knew him, was a researcher. He was one of the wisest humans and there was a spear sticking through his chest. As he was dying, he heard the System's voice. "Activation prerequisites met." "Activating Skill: Glitch???" "Remaining Uses: None" The last thing he heard before dying was, "You human vermin finally lost. This planet now belongs to the...wait! What is happening? Why is the Sys@#$%@$..." ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a regression novel. Also, check out my other book, Chaos Chronicles: Rise of the Cosmic Archon[Remastered] Cover by Forteller. For comissions, contact him at: maxisjay7@gmail.com