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Millionaires That Give Money Away

STRANDED:A Galaxy far away

SYNOPSIS: Arin Sharma was just a cyber expert, until the world ended. On May 14 Earth didn’t burn. It vanished. A rift tore open the sky, and in a heartbeat, the planet was ripped from its orbit and hurled into a distant, hostile galaxy. Cities collapsed, continents shifted, and billions vanished in a single breath. They called it The Shift, an extinction event without fire or warning. A year later, Earth survives… but it doesn’t heal. Technology decays. Governments fracture. Familiar stars are gone, replaced by unfamiliar constellations and a creeping sense that something out there is watching—ancient, silent, and cold. The world has become a haunted carcass, crawling with horrors born of desperation, alien science, and human arrogance. In this fractured world, Arin drifts without purpose, plagued by guilt and silence. Until he discovers a buried secret beneath the ruins of what once was—a message encoded in alien signals. The Shift wasn’t random. It was a warning. And someone, or something, has responded. Now, Arin must navigate a planet that has become unrecognizable twisted by alien biology and infected with human ambition gone mad. Monstrous creatures roam the wastelands, mutations of man and beast, warped by invasive DNA, parasitic growths, or fusions of flesh and rogue technology. Bioengineered horrors, once created for protection, have turned predator. Humanity has splintered into warring factions, some worshipping the new gods in the stars, others performing experiments on survivors in a race to evolve… or survive. In the shadows, the true invaders stir, eldritch beings beyond comprehension, whose mere presence bends reality and time, driving minds to madness. They are not here to conquer. They are here to reclaim. Amid gore-soaked survival, betrayal, and the collapse of morality, Arin races to uncover the truth of what Earth has become—and what it is becoming. Along the way, he will face tragedy, treason, body horror, and cosmic terror, forced to decide not just how to survive… but whether humanity deserves to. Because The Shift wasn’t the end. It was the prologue. And what comes next is worse.
Prahlad_2965 · 16K Views

GIVE YOU MY HEART [BL]

LEVI ACKERMAN, 30 years old and the eldest grandson of Ackerman third generation. As the Managing Director of Ackerman Group, CEO of Ackerman Travel & Entertainment and the future heir of Ackerman Group, one of the largest companies in France. He is admired for his intelligence, strength, and the one with the most striking look of the Ackerman Family. Everyone who meets him falls under his spell, except for one person, Haruka Charles Auclair. HARUKA CHARLES AUCLAIR, 28 years old, comes from the prestigious Auclair noble bloodline. A prodigy with sharp mind and an untouchable reputation. He has served as Levi's secretary for over two years. But unlike everyone else, Haruka remains utterly unimpressed by his boss. Because he has a face like an angel, people often called him a handsome guy with pretty face. From the moment Levi met Haruka, he fell in love. But for two years, he kept his feelings hidden, only to learn that Haruka's heart belonged to someone else that he actually knows. But Haruka's love for that person didn't remain for that long after his heart was shattered into pieces by the person he loves. "I like you." "You know I don't like you." "I do. In fact, I love you, and you'll fall for me. I don't need the words 'I like you' from you. One day, I'll make sure you'll say the words 'I love you'." "You really shouldn't be hoping for something like that." Will Haruka's heart ever change, or will Levi's love remain unrequited forever?
Chaser83 · 204.2K Views

That morning I didn't give in to the storm

This is a heartfelt story of healing, faith, and rebirth. The narrator begins her journey amid an emotional storm, symbolized by an actual tempest outside. After a painful and unexpected breakup, she makes the difficult decision to get up and take her first step toward the light. The days that follow are heavy with sorrow, but she begins to find comfort in small, everyday moments. The quiet kindness of strangers—a baker, passing children—offers her unexpected encouragement. One day, in a park, she meets David, a photographer who also carries the weight of personal loss. Their initial conversations are honest but not romantic—just two wounded souls recognizing each other. As they continue to meet, sharing silences and struggles, a sense of peace gradually returns to her. Her faith, prayer life, and David's quiet authenticity help her rebuild from within. Yet, when a memory or message from her past resurfaces, she is shaken. Though tempted to retreat, she begins to write poetry in a journal and discovers a healing voice in herself. David later invites her to a photo exhibition. One image deeply moves her: a tree bent by the rain, yet still standing. She realizes it was taken the day they first met—an image that mirrors her own resilience. One starlit evening, they finally speak of love—not the fairy-tale kind, but a love that chooses to hope again despite the scars. She silently prays, asking God if she's ready to love. Peacefully, she receives her answer. The story closes on a calm morning. She’s making coffee with a lighter heart. David arrives with warm bread. No words at first—just a look, a smile. That morning, she didn’t give in to fear. And so, their true story begins.
JEREMIE_TCHINDEBE · 1.8K Views

Extra's Money System: Money from Distrust, Skills from Lies

"Ugh... what the hell?" My skull felt like it was being used as a drum in some heavy metal concert. Every throb behind my eyes promised a full-blown explosion. And then it hit me—right. I drank way too much last night. Bits of memory came rushing back: a nightmare workday, my jackass boss dragging me to an “after party,” one drink turning into ten. Couldn't say no, not when a bonus—or respect—was on the line. I groaned and rubbed my temples. This wasn’t just a hangover. Something was wrong. My voice—raspy and strange—escaped without permission. I froze. That was my voice… but it didn’t sound like mine. I sat up too fast. The world tilted. And then—trees. Everywhere. What the—? I lived downtown. This was a forest. I staggered up, legs barely cooperating. The air was too clean, too fresh. Like sixth-grade camping-trip fresh. Then something moved. A lump of earth? No. It floated. Floated. Ding! A chime echoed in my head like a glitch in a video game. "What the hell..." Nothing around me changed—except a woman standing nearby. Calm. Like this was normal. She turned and raised an eyebrow. “You coming in or not?” Still dazed, I nodded and followed. Ding! “ShapeShifter ability added to the shop.” Shop? Then a robotic voice boomed in my head, smug and cheerful: “Welcome to the Distrust System, dear host. Your mission: gain distrust. The less you trust, the more you earn. Bonus: every time someone lies to you, their power is copied.” I caught one word. Money. My confusion snapped into interest. If there was cash in this madness, I was all ears. The woman finally glanced back, unimpressed by my staring. “Lost?” she asked, tone like velvet hiding a knife. “Me? Nah,” I said, smirking. “Still right here… looking at you.” Her eyes narrowed. Later, she stood in front of an empty table, once stacked with food. All gone. She hissed. “Was he fasting for ten years?!” Her stash—gone, devoured by me. Murder was now top of her to-do list. She glanced at me, slumped with a bloated stomach and snoring softly. “Disgusting human,” she muttered, already pulling a hidden blade from behind the wall. She crept into the room, raised the knife— Thunk. Right into the blanket. No scream. She yanked it back. Pillows. Her eye twitched. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” A voice murmured behind her, smug as hell: “You know, for someone planning murder, you’re really predictable.”
Gompank · 1.6K Views
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