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Never Trust A Shadow After Dark

WSA 2025 entry. “I love it when I see that fire flash in your eyes,” he drawled. “Sadly, my brother doesn’t appreciate your type, do you understand?” Puzzled, but still angry she continued to shoot darts at him with her eyes. “No, I don’t understand,” she snapped. Then she followed his heated gaze to her chest. Apparently in her haste Lisa hadn’t buttoned her blouse correctly. So her lace bra was on display for him to feast his eyes on her boobs. Bane smirked, “You might want to button those three at the top.” Lady Melisandre ‘Lisa’ Belmont was a young, French beauty wrongfully accused and publicly executed for crimes she did not commit. In this new lifetime she's claimed the body of a beautiful aspiring actress who got fed up with constantly being duped by her conniving manager. The last straw was being forced to marry her boss. Coerced to sign up as a married couple for a reality tv show where contestants vie to win the coveted Shadowhurst legacy. Rumored to be an inheritance worth billions that was left behind by the elderly recluse Eleanor Shadowhurst. What might be an ideal situation for the other women is a nightmare for Lisa who wakes up trapped in a marriage she never wanted. She has no choice but to play along as Lisa can see no way out of the contract which seems pretty ironclad. Win or lose Lisa will still get paid by her husband the enigmatic and handsome Shadowhurst as long as she does nothing to cause a scandal or get the couple disqualified early. Her husband's main stipulation is that Lisa pretends to be in love with him. They must awkwardly overcome their differences and live with other competing couples on a sprawling, isolated estate located on an island not found on any map. All of these couples have secrets and are fleeing from their own personal traumas. It seems like the opportunity of a lifetime until the unthinkable happens. Hysteria grows as suspicious accidents escalate, couples feel their personal safety is threatened as the security system is repeatedly breached. Everything is hush hush, the handlers, the producers and media company can’t be trusted. Life hangs in the balance as the group is slowly cut off from the outside world. An insidious intelligence wants to stop Lisa from leaving the island alive. It will stop at nothing to dominate Lisa against her will, invoke terror and consume her soul. Only true love can overcome the insidious evil and save their souls. Lisa will just have to search her heart before it's too late and never trust a shadow after dark.
NixOrtikal · 2.9K Views

Glitchy Dungeon Sim: What do you mean I need to have s*x to survive!?

Ilse thought her breakup with Ana was final—a clean, mutual parting. But Ana couldn't let go. For three days, Ana's obsessive texts, voicemails, and relentless stalking pushed Ilse to the edge. Blocking her didn't work; ignoring her didn't help. One dull, lonely night, Ilse tries to drown her stress with cheap beer, a vibrator, and an old dungeon-crawling RPG. Halfway through, her phone buzzes: an anonymous call. Ana. The sound of her voice sends Ilse into a panic. She screams, tells her to stay away, slams the phone down—but minutes later, there's a knock at the door. Ana is there, eyes wide and manic, clutching a knife and an ancient, bloodstained book. Ana chants something in a language that doesn't belong in this world. The blade plunges into Ilse's body, followed by a desperate, cuddle. As Ilse's vision fades, After being given a choice by an entity. Ilse wakes up somewhere else. A glitchy, corrupted world stretches before her, where reality bends like an old game on the verge of crashing. Naked, vulnerable, and utterly classless, Ilse stumbles through a bizarre urban sprawl, barely surviving. Living off mana pockets. A battle priestess, share's her energy with her. Giving her a choice, to play this world like a game or to succumb to the cycle. In this world, mana is life. And the most potent way to leech it? Through acts of intimacy. Ilse is thrust into a twisted realm where sex isn't just survival—it's power. However corruption threatens to change it all for the worse. **** UPDATES MONDAYS TUESDAYS WEDNESDAYS
Lewdwhisperer · 1K Views

What Comes After?

What comes after the end? The inescapable void? A relentless darkness where hope is nothing but a distant memory? Who do you trust when you can’t even trust yourself? When the echoes of your past mistakes haunt every step, and the shadows seem to whisper your deepest fears? I asked myself these questions before and after Z-day. I ask them every waking moment, but the answers never come. They never have, and I don’t think they ever will. In a world stripped of its humanity, where survival is the only law, the truth feels like a luxury we can no longer afford. I know that those left behind are the worst of humanity—the scavengers, the betrayers, the ones who have embraced the darkness. But there are also others who fell at the last minute, those who clung to their last shreds of decency before the end swallowed them whole. Some are burdened with crimes that seem small compared to the horrors that now plague the earth, yet the punishment is the same for us all. The doctrine says that sin is sin, no matter the good intentions behind it. I guess they were right. This world is unforgiving, and it doesn’t care about the reasons that led us here. Do I hate it here? Yes, I do. Every breath I take in this poisoned air is a reminder of what we’ve lost. Do I regret being here? Of course not, because I have a sister to protect. She’s my only tether to what’s left of my humanity, my only reason to keep fighting when everything else has been reduced to ash. My name is Paul Okonkwo, and I will get her safely through this hell on earth, even if it’s the last thing I do. No matter what this broken world throws at us, no matter how deep I have to sink into the darkness, I will be the shield that keeps her safe. Because in the end, that’s all that matters—keeping her alive, keeping her safe, even if it means sacrificing what little is left of myself.
Wisdom_Okolue · 661 Views
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