Scariest Things In The World

Ella Sanford thought joining the Imperial Academia’s scholarship trials would be her way out, a chance to disappear and survive. But just as she begins to find her footing among candidates, she is blindsided by the one person she never expected to see again: Thalric Dornevale. The same guy she once scarred in a fight and the one who killed her friend that forced her to flee the city. She came to Aegiron College to escape him. Now, trapped within the very institution meant to protect her.

Lu Chen traveled through the fantasy world and obtained the sign-in summoning system. [Ding: Congratulations to the host for signing in successfully and obtaining a sect! ] [Ding: Congratulations to the host for receiving a disciple who obtained a primary summoning card and successfully summoned two powerful people in the God Transformation Realm! ] [Ding: Congratulations to the host for receiving a disciple who obtained an intermediate summoning card and successfully summoned five powerful people in the Great Saint Realm] [Ding: Congratulations to the host for receiving a disciple who obtained an advanced summoning card and successfully summoned ten powerful people in the God King Realm] After that, an unparalleled sect appeared in the southern wilderness of the Xianwu Continent, named: Kunlun! The Lord of the Eternal Holy Land: What! The emperor is just an outer disciple! The Lord of the Eternal Dynasty: My daughter is actually an outer disciple of Kunlun! Hahaha! My dynasty is rising! Those who enter my Kunlun, no one in the heavens and ten thousand worlds can touch you! If you hurt Kunlun, no one from the Ten Heavens to the Netherworld can protect you!

——— I woke up to fingers running gently through my hair. At first, I thought I was dreaming, until the lullaby began. Low. Melodic. But wrong. It was that same language I'd heard through the walls, the one that makes your stomach twist and your teeth clench. She sat on the edge of my bed, I can’t see her face; it’s swallowed by the dark. But her hand keeps moving, slow and rhythmic, stroking my hair like she’s lulling something else to sleep. Her eyes are half-closed, swaying as she hums that twisted tune. And then I realize— I forgot to turn on my bedroom light before falling asleep. I kept my breathing slow and shallow, pretending to sleep. limbs screaming to move, to run, but something in me knows: Don’t let her know you’re awake. Don’t move. The singing stops. She sniffles. A choked, trembling sob leaks through her lips. She starts crying quietly, like she’s trying not to be heard. Like she’s afraid. “No...” she whispers, her voice cracking like a child’s. “He still dreams like a child… still soft…” I almost convince myself she’s sleep-talking— Until her hand suddenly tangles in my hair and pulls. I flinched and let out a sharp gasp. "Mama—!" She goes still. Her grip loosened… then shifts. Her fingers wrapped tightly around my trembling arms. Her face inches closer. I can smell her breath,..warm, wrong, too close. Her eyes are wide with terror. Her voice shakes as she hisses: “Don’t say anything." "Don’t say a word anymore.” I was too scared to speak. I couldn't even nod. She held me like that for a long, shuddering moment. Her breath was hot and ragged against my cheek. Her hands were too tight, like if she lets go, I’ll vanish. Her eyes darting around the room. Then, like a switch flipping, she goes completely still. "Mom?" I whispered, so softly it barely made a sound. She was at eye level with me. But she wasn't looking at me. She looked past me. Behind me.... No... no. It’s happening AGAIN. . This is not a safe novel. It's a collection of short, self-contained stories, each chapter unraveling a new descent, a different nightmare. Some stories are brief. Others not so. No heroes. No clean endings. Just answers that should have stayed buried. Read alone if you must. But don't say we didn't warn you. Reader Warning: This series contains psychological horror, disturbing imagery, death, and paranormal themes. Reader discretion is advised. Each chapter is a self-contained story, perfect for short, spine-tingling reads.

what do want from me. mind games, labyrinths, videogames, I have it all but, you have none.

Have you ever wondered what happens after death? Will it be paradise? Follow Hybris, a man reborn in a strange world called Tellus — a place of magic, monsters, and mystery. He wakes trapped in a steel box, like a coffin, waiting to be released into a deadly trial to prove his worth — or die a second time. Will he stay sane, or delve into his lunacy? Do you want to see the pretty things beneath the earth?

A collection of short stories taken from the depths of my subconscious. Take a dive with me and experience the oddities of what lies beyond.

She loved him in silence. He saw her as home. Rayya has been in love with her best friend Gian since their second year of college. But bound by a promise never to fall for each other, she chooses silence over confession. When Gian begins dating someone else, Rayya’s quiet world starts to unravel. Anonymous poems, late-night umbrella walks, and near-confessions build a story of love that aches in every unspoken word. Will she ever tell him? Or will her love remain just another poem that never reached him?

Would you be happy if you received a system? But how about a system you couldn't use? Ed who has a system but it doesn't have any use aside for sign in was living a normal life forgetting about isekai fantasy. Nearing the end of his college life as he has only one year left. But God has other plans and with the wishing pokemon, Jirachi, instead of graduating in college the one he graduated to was his life in his past world. Now reincarnating in the pokemon world and taking challenges along the way and learning the mystery of the new world he was in. _-_-_-_ Hello, This novel was my rewrite of the first novel I wrote, well maybe when I was in my senior years, 2016, turning it into my diary with my pokemon fantasy I was hoping maybe if I wrote a fanfic of my favorite show maybe I will be Isekai'd to it. I wrote this fanfic when the newest game was sun and moon, also the last pokemon game I got to play. Now with new regions and series such as Galar and Paldea I'm trying to integrate it with the story so the rewrite. Well I'm sorry but I'm not a writer I'm just doing it for myself.

In a quiet world, Adam lived his life peacefully but it all changed when he woke up in an hospital bed with the ability..... Creation Of All Things Armed with this Overpowered ability, watch how Adam would uncover the truth of his world and beyond..

Am I a woman or a man? The question doesn't make sense at all. Can't Lufe see what's down in the pants? Everything doesn't make sense. Even the fact that he/she stood in a world where everything is alive—wait even rocks? EVERYTHING! Read 10 chapters first. Woe to the HM(me) if I disappoint you otherwise leave a review. Welcome on board—on this exciting journey!

Short Synopsis: The Light That Fell Between When Reyansh, a reclusive photographer, captures the fleeting smile of a mysterious mute girl, he doesn’t expect his life to change. But Aira’s silence holds secrets, and her presence begins to unravel the shadows of his past. As their worlds collide, light and grief dance in quiet moments — and Reyansh must choose between staying in the dark or following the light that fell between them.

In this intimate blend of haikus, short poems, and razor-sharp reflections, Dem Blake dismantles silence and sculpts emotion with surgical precision. From heartbreak to power, seduction to betrayal, each piece is a glimpse into a mind that feels too deeply and trusts too rarely. This isn’t a book of love poems. It’s a book of control, release, and the soft war between wanting to be known—and refusing to be owned. These are the things he never said out loud. Until now.

Le Silence Au-Delà de Toute Chose” Et s’il existait une présence si fondamentale qu’aucune idée ne puisse la contenir ? Une entité si étrangère que même le concept d’existence ou de non-existence s’effondre à son contact ? Dans un cosmos sculpté par les courants du Réalisme Modal, où chaque pensée donne naissance à un monde réel, les lignées de dieux, les Ordres Taoïstes, et les Gardiens de la Cause s’affrontent dans l’ombre d’un effondrement ontologique imminent. L’équilibre entre les réalités possibles s’effrite, percé par une structure que rien ne semble pouvoir définir, une faille silencieuse dans la logique de tout ce qui fut jamais possible. Anameon, entité muette, source et silence de toute chose, se révèle peu à peu dans les fractures de la narration. Non pas en tant que force, mais en tant que négation de toute structure, dissolvant même la notion de pouvoir. Kaelen, dernier témoin du Tao Divisé, cherche à comprendre ce qu’il ne peut embrasser. Et dans sa quête, il découvre que le monde… n’est peut-être jamais né.

Maryann just a normal woman with tourette syndrome who didn't know love until he met Don Louis..

Somewhere in the depths of space… An object pulsed faintly, radiating light—yet at the same time, it seemed to absorb it. Its size was impossible to measure, as if its very existence defied the laws of reality. Anything that approached—asteroids, stars, even light itself—was consumed without a trace, disappearing into the void. If one were to observe closely, they would see the fabric of space twisting and distorting around it, yet somehow appearing stable—as if reality itself were an illusion.  Its rough, circular shape resembled what humans might call a black hole—though whether that truly defined its nature was a question beyond understanding. Its location? Fortunately for humankind, it was nowhere near the Milky Way galaxy. Suddenly, a streak of white and gold light erupted from the black hole's center, cutting through the darkness with blinding speed. It shot into the depths of space, with no sign of slowing or changing course. Its destination? Unknown.

Depressed. Lost. Unseen. Lester never felt like he belonged in the world he was born into. Crushed dreams and numb routines defined his life-until fate granted his wildest, most impossible wish. Now, transported into a world of magic and infinite potential, Lester awakens with a powerful skill: [Empath], the ability to copy the skills, mana, and even race of those he connects with through their souls. With supreme skills, a perfect body, and a loyal superior demon as his first friend, Lester finds himself at the center of a kingdom on the brink of war-caught between the sins of the demon council, the looming threat of the angels, and the heavy weight of self-worth. Can someone who never felt happy truly find purpose in another world? Can empathy become the strength that changes everything?

What to do when all hope dies? When the man who fathered you for 18 years discovers that you were never his son? When you watch them kill your mother after making her confess under the whip? When they cripple you and destroy all your dignity before throwing you in a river just to die like a discarded wretch? And once a helping hand reaches over to you, it is the hand of a monster that turns you into a creature of the night that survives on blood and slaughters innocents. You were once righteous, now you are more demonic than any cannibal. You were once honorable, now you are more dishonorable than killers and bandits. You were once a human, now you are a Vampire. Put yourself in his shoes and think, will you let yourself become the monster, or will you fight for the last bit of humanity left within you? Tang Seong—now known as Vallen—is the one to answer all these questions. ------------------------------------------------ Author Tags: Action, Adventure, Supernatural, Martial Arts, Drama, Politics, Romantic Subplot Story Notes:- - This work is inspired by Korean Wuxia fictions and takes on the political intrigue of "Game of Thrones" and the Vampire mechanics from the game "V-Rising". - It follows Valen (Tang Seong), a member of the Tang Clan, whose mother was discovered to be unfaithful to her husband and he wasn't his father's son. His life took a nosedive as he was made into a slave and got badly abused, and in the matter of three days, he was discarded off in a river the same way his mother was executed. However, he lived long enough to drift into a secluded cave where an old vampire from outside the Central Plains was sealed in a Gothic Mirror. - The Vampire takes him as his servant and named him Valen, transforming him into a Nosferatu with the sole goal of resurrecting his master by finding him a suitable vessel. This starts with Valen becoming a monster in skin with a human at heart. This is not a story of revenge as much as it is a story of survival and finding one's self even after becoming a monster that the world can't tolerate.

With a smile on his face and genuine content, Tion gladly accepted that he would be nothing more than a humble farmer in this life, but then the Empress came and said, "I am your mother." Now the prince of an empire, Tion decided to become an at least notable and useful member of the Royal family, but then the black gourd showed up. "I am hungry" With hope now ignited and a new path opened to him, Tion decided that he wanted to become the most powerful being in the world, but then she came along "I'm the vampire princess, and I am also your betrothed follow me." Everyone had what they wanted Tion to be, but what about what he wanted to be, did they think him a powerless boy forever.

She wasn’t born. She was performed. ——————————————- Behind the curtains of a forgotten theatre, a masked performer acts out the same tragedy every night — to an empty room. But when a bleeding girl with broken wings and a bloodstained axe appears in the shadows, everything begins to unravel. She calls herself Ember. She says she knows him. She says he called her into existence. And the scariest part is — she might be right. As the stage begins to collapse and the ghosts of his former selves rise from the audience, the performer is forced to confront the truth: Ember isn’t a stranger. She’s what he buried. What he tried to erase. What he burned alive to survive. Now she wants the final act. ———————————————— A gothic psychological descent into identity, obsession, and the art of self-destruction, The Theatre of Hollow Things is a story for anyone who has ever felt like their skin was a costume, like their voice belonged to someone else, or like their pain was mistaken for performance. This is not a story about becoming someone new. This is about dying into who you really are.

Lyra is a 21st-century girl from the modern world who accidentally transmigrated into the beast world while swimming. what happens when a gorgeous young girl with golden blonde hair and ocean blue eyes with ivory white skin doll falls into a world where the female population is drastically low. But as she stays in the world, she discovers many secrets about herself which she never imagined. Join her journey in discovering love, heartache, and the real truth of her life. This is my first story please support me and join me on my journey through this story. The cover photo is not mine Contains mature content with many r#18 scenes audience below 16 restrain from reading it. Follow my insta @ruby_rosie_2001

Daniel never expected to wake up in a prehistoric world, let alone with a mysterious app on his phone that allows him to summon and control dinosaurs. With only three starting creatures—a cunning Velociraptor, a sturdy Protoceratops, and a swift Coelophysis—he must navigate an untamed land filled with dangers beyond imagination. As he unlocks more dinosaurs and survival mechanics.