Skyrim Where To Sleep In Whiterun

In the year 2040, a mysterious green light engulfed Earth for 48 hours, granting supernatural powers to a quarter of humanity. Now, in 2085, freelance journalist Leo Voss investigates corruption among the powered elite while hiding a painful past. But when a routine investigation puts him in the crosshairs of a powerful individual, Leo's life takes an impossible turn. A freak accident awakens something that should never have existed. As Leo struggles to control his dangerous new powers, he uncovers a terrifying truth about the light that changed humanity. The fate of not just Earth, but every world touched by that mysterious light now rests in the hands of a man who never wanted powers in the first place. And the shadows beneath his skin are growing hungry...

This is a collection of tales of people who either have lost or gained hope as they encounter love, what love has given them, and what love has taken from them.

The Ashwood Hotel is no ordinary abandoned place. It is a living tomb. In 1930, a mysterious fire claimed the lives of 23 people within its opulent halls—including a girl whose body was never found. Since then, the walls have whispered with silenced screams, ash rains from the ceiling, and anyone who enters the hotel becomes part of its eerie legend. When four young urban explorers venture into the decaying building, they have no idea that they are not only facing ghosts but the hotel itself. Sven, the anxious one with a knack for seeing the invisible. Natalia, the diva who feels her facade of sarcasm and lipstick beginning to crack. Jacob, the tough guy whose cool demeanor dissolves into smoke. And Lucas, the idealist who realizes too late that some spirits don’t want to be photographed. But the Ashwood is hungry. Its corridors shift, its victims return as shadows, and the stench of smoke becomes a choking reality. When the group realizes they haven’t ended up here by chance—that the hotel has called them—a race against an unrelenting past begins. But how do you fight walls that breathe? And what happens when the spirit hunting you... is your own reflection?

When yesterday take too much of today~

Ren Nakamura prefers to keep his head down and his eyes closed, drifting through life without a care. But when a bright and unexpected presence enters his world, his once quiet days begin to stir with something new. As the seasons change, so does the boy who never wanted to wake up.

Finally my time has come, it's time to sleep... ???????? What's with all this noise? Is there some crazy person out there? Wait, what? Are they moving in there? ... Please I can't take it anymore, I just want to get some sleep... Anyone...? Help... Just get me out of here... ... ... ... [DING! - Is that all you want?] “Yes.” [DING! - Teleporting host to the Demon's Lair... 3 ... 2 ... 1 ...] “Wait... WHAAAAAAT?”

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)

After a fatal car accident, Keil wakes up in an unfamiliar world—a realm of magic, danger, and endless possibilities. Gifted with superhuman abilities, he soon discovers a unique power: he can acquire the skills of any woman he shares a bed with. To survive in this perilous new world, Keil must grow stronger, gathering allies and building an army of powerful women to stand by his side. As dark forces threaten the land, he prepares to face whatever challenges come his way. When the world cries out for a hero, Keil answers the call. A journey of strength, strategy, and passion begins—where power is gained not just through battle, but through the bonds he forges. *** This story doesn’t have yuri. It includes NTR, but the MC will be the one doing it—not the one being NTR’d.

In modern America a teenage vampire/alien and four men's lives intersect into an ultimate reverse harem. Haunted by a past and a fascist ruler of her home planet, she battles her enemies to achieve her goals in life.

Once upon a time, a werewolf named Tara had one of the most eventful birthdays in history. Within just one day, she came of age, shifted into her wolf form for the first time, found her fated mate, and became a Queen. All of her dreams came true, and rather than doubting herself or becoming overwhelmed, she embraced her fate with an open heart. The adventures shared by Tara, her wolf Trinity, and her mate, Lycan King Maddoc (and of course, his wolf/beast Koda) are not all sunshine and roses. Assassination attempts, greed, jealousy, and even pure malice threaten the peace they bring to one another. You will find many of the themes typical of shifter fiction you love in this story, but the werewolves and lycans in this story are the best part, the characters . This is my first novel, I will be publishing a chapter every week until these characters, who are becoming dear to my heart, get to their happily ever after. Or whatever fate awaits them, in the end.

A ten-year-old boy, Anit, had been withdrawn for so long that he lost his sense of purpose. But who could have guessed that one encounter would turn his world upside down? Other realities, magic, and unearthly beings—everything felt so wondrous to Anit, like a dream. Captivated by it all, he decides to see the world with his own eyes. A new door opens, and his fate begins to unfold. But this was only the beginning. Destiny was already weaving a path different from the one he had imagined.

The deeper you think, the darker it gets. AInmosni’s mind has become a battleground of surreal imagery and cryptic messages, vivid and unrelenting. As these intrusive thoughts take a toll on their body, AInmosni stumbles upon a strange connection between their episodes and a series of unsolved disappearances. With every piece of the puzzle unraveled, AInmosni is pulled deeper into a web of danger where the line between imagination and reality blurs—and crossing it might cost them everything.

Aila never expected to spend her summer in her estranged aunt’s sprawling estate, an ancient mansion steeped in secrets and whispers of the past. But when her travel plans mysteriously fall through, she finds herself trapped in a house that seems to breathe with something unseen. Shadows move where they shouldn’t, eerie whispers follow her down empty halls, and the air hums with an unease she can’t shake. Then, there’s Theo—a guarded yet strangely familiar presence—who seems to know more about the house than he lets on. As Aila unravels the threads of her family’s history, she learns of her older sister, Sky, whose death was shrouded in mystery. The same visions that plagued Sky have begun to haunt Aila, blurring the lines between reality and nightmare. But the deeper she digs, the more she realizes—this is not just a house of ghosts. It’s a house of secrets. And some of them are still alive. As time runs out, Aila must decide: uncover the truth and risk losing herself, or leave before the house claims her, just as it did her sister.

Kian – The Elusive Criminal Kian is a notorious criminal—a man whose existence is shrouded in mystery. No database contains his true identity, no security system can track him, and no crime syndicate dares to claim him as one of their own. He is a ghost, yet his actions shake the foundations of the city’s most powerful organizations. Elena, a determined investigator, has been chasing Kian for years, but every time she gets close, he vanishes without a trace. She knows he isn’t just a thief or an assassin—he’s after something bigger, something tied to the secrets of time itself. As Elena digs deeper, she realizes Kian isn’t just running from the authorities—he’s searching for a truth buried in the past. His crimes aren’t random; they’re calculated moves to uncover hidden knowledge about the mass murder mansion, the noble legacy, and the door that bridges it. But when Elena finally catches up to him, she discovers something even more terrifying—Kian isn’t an ordinary criminal. He is someone who was never meant to exist in this timeline. Now, Elena must decide: bring him to justice or help him unveil the truth that could change history forever. ---

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

About things that humans know but don't know

So to begin, this is technically a skyrim fanfic. Why isn't it in the fan-fics then? Simple! It's based on a game and I don't feel that counts as a fan-fic. Second, I've read like a few skyrim stories here lately. I liked them, as a bethesda fan boy... Well, now I need to take a crack at it. I literally start a new game of skyrim every new year. Its my tradition, so I felt I had to do this. If its bad, ah well. If its good, GREAT! Overall though, I feel we need more skyrim based stories or fan-fics. It has the perfect setting for the transmigration genre. Now read at your own risk.

Logbook stories, passionate love, new worlds and dimensions unraveled in a logbook where beautiful scenery and trustworthy shitty characters put to test their struggles through every adventure, and prove themselves everything is possible

One day, the world suddenly changed and became a fantasy world with magic abilities. Monsters came down from somewhere. This is not a dream. Astra, a sixteen years old girl woke up in the same but different world one day. She was surprised to see that in one day the world had changed drastically. Monsters were coming from nowhere and people were using magic and many kinds of abilities. Not only this but also kill people without fear. After that, some months passed. One day, a handsome man came to her and said, "I finally found you. You can't abandon me this time. So, let's get married." "Hello, sir. I don't know you. I am only sixteen this year. How can I marry you?" Astra was surprised to hear him. Is he crazy or sick? "It doesn't matter. Then let's date officially from today." The man didn't hear any reason but said again. "We can't get married but can date." "What?"

Every street in this city gets a different kind of sunlight—except for his. In a life marked by routine and solitude, he never expected to find someone waiting on a bridge, lost in a moment of grief. He speaks to her once. Then again. And again. As their quiet conversations unfold beneath the night sky, he begins to wonder if maybe—just maybe—the light can reach him too.

Nabila, a simple girl with nothing to her name, possesses only a gentle demeanor and immense patience. She has never truly felt the warmth of love from her own family, experiencing affection only from her close friends. Hoping to change her fate, she ventures into the online world, seeking new connections. A new chapter begins in Nabila's life when she meets a man named Irman. This connection transforms her understanding of love and relationships. However, no matter how well a person plans, they are powerless to alter what has been decreed by Allah, the Almighty. Nabila's love story ends halfway, without a resolution. Despite meeting new people, none could bring even a fragment of happiness to Nabila. Despite her continuous search, she finds no answers, leaving her confused about the true meaning of happiness and love. What is the meaning of love if all that is felt is pain? What is the meaning of happiness if suffering prevails? Return the light to my heart, If it is true that I am the one you love.

A big strong woman with a wild heart and a smaller less strong man with a delicate heart could never fall in love. But what if they did? Well that is the case for omega Kim Eun Seong who has a boyfriend, but can’t help notice a certain girl walking around his campus. Bamsaek Ah-Reum, a blasian girl who has been having trouble fitting in all while going through girlfriend after girlfriend is having no luck with a solid partner… What will happen next? Tags: amaw, ambw, abo, femalealpha, maleomega, enemies-to-lovers

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