Mgsv Where Do The Bees Sleep

Kusho once sealed away a god, himself. Now reborn as a quiet boy in the sleepy city of Montrosier, Kusho hides beneath a name, a face, and a past he no longer fully remembers. But the world has not forgotten him. Between blooming friendships, buried powers, and lies planted like seeds, Kusho must walk the line between peace and destruction… …before the flowers bloom in blood.

I like text-to-speech so I'm giving a shot at present tense second person writing to lean into a listener's POV. Enjoy! I use Sonia en-GB for the narrator at 1.2 or 1.5 times speed. Might want to read this part, I kind of left it out the story by making it the synopsis by accident lol. Tavern doors never close on the festive dockside. Traders, settlers, wanderers, and outlaws gather, drawn by the excitement of the New World. The air smells of smoke, salt and sweat, sails catch wind beside steam locomotives' whistles and pistons, each vessel either arriving with strange goods and stranger tales or departing with the thunderous farewells. You step aboard one of them, another spirited adventurer in the crowd, and spend months at sea from docks to coasts, continents to isles, to steam across a windless sea under an endless night sky. When sunlight hits your deck once more, it reveals the New World's waters, like pouring paint into the void. You see the distant sails in the harbour of a forested continent and cheer with the exclamations of waking passengers upon seeing the continent, name pending, no sovereigns and no laws. The landing of all those visiting from the Old World, a boiling pot of all kinds of cultures with each person's distinct flavours of friends, enemies, grudges and dreams. Without hesitation you leave it behind and vanish into the forest, wanting simply to dedicate your life to exploring the interior of the continent. How surprising is it when you found that the elves are all sleeping beauties! Capture them all! Hahahahahahahaha!

The dead don’t rise all at once—they creep in, unnoticed.... Edward is just a stocker at a fading retail store, living paycheck to paycheck and trying not to think too hard about the strange absences, the quiet sirens, and the ever-growing shadows in the aisles. But as unease turns to fear and the first signs of infection appear, it becomes clear: the dead don’t rise all at once—they creep in, unnoticed. What begins as a normal shift soon unravels into something far more sinister, as Edward finds himself at the edge of a world beginning to rot from the inside out. With each chapter, the infection spreads. And with it, Edward must shed the comforts of routine and confront the brutal truths of survival. This isn’t the story of where the world ends. This is where the dead begin.

Fyrel, a 20-year-old NEET content with his stagnant life of gaming and anime, stumbles upon a glitch in a fantasy RPG—one that drags him into the very world he once ignored. When he awakens in a village straight out of the game, he’s no longer the overpowered player but a ragged, powerless NPC. With no skills or allies. The local elder Sukatsu just crowned him the Sleeping Prophet—a title that comes with a face-melting mask and a cult following. But the real question? Can a lazy NEET out-snark the gods? ---

When mythology student Elias Morgan discovers a mysterious book in his university library, he is transported to Aetherion, a realm where all myths begin. There, he awakens as a primordial entity known as the Weaver of Echoes, destined to shape the birth of gods and legends. As he navigates the raw beginnings of Greek myth and encounters ancient forces like Nyx, Gaia, and Logos—the divine embodiment of language—Elias learns that speech itself creates reality. Armed with modern knowledge and the power of the First Word, he begins to write new myths into existence. But a dark force called Nulla, the unmaker of stories, threatens to silence creation forever. Elias must embrace his growing godhood or risk the unraveling of all myths before they begin.

"Now, go forth, my mortal champion! Conquer this world—or else!" I lived a painfully average life and died by a stupid, stupid accident, but a goddess interfered, giving me a second chance in another world. There, I became royalty—the lazy kind with almost no obligations, free to live in peace and luxury for the rest of my days. Sounds like a dream, right? In reality, it was anything but—because I became *BEE* royalty. A Drone Bee, doomed to die of old age in 2 months! (A humanoid bee, thankfully, but still a bee in all the ways that matter.) The only way to increase my lifespan is to develop and grow my bee colony—a deadly task in a vicious world like this one. There are murderous insect monsters, colossal beasts trampling the earth, other civilizations, natural disasters, and the bitchy patron goddess who absolutely hates me. But as long as I have my brains, my bees, and the powerful genes my system gives me, my Bee Empire will be unstoppable! === For those who want to know more: This is a wholesome comedic story, but it has some dark moments. The focus is on kingdom building, survival as an empire, and interacting with MC’s beautiful bee wife and adorable bee daughters. The bees are all humanoid (see pictures) and human-sized. However, they are still bees in their ways of life and mentality. Although there’s a system, real growth comes from putting effort and time. Nothing happens in an instant in this story, unless it’s trouble. MC acts like an idiot sometimes (oftentimes), but he’s not actually stupid-stupid. When it comes to strategic decisions, he uses logic and reason. Even if you might disagree with it. Also, there will be no smut (ecchi is a fair game), incest, NTR, harem or BL. === Discord is up! Find it at -> https://linktr.ee/Garessta Updates: 2 chapters/day, right after the reset (with a 5% chance of running late). Reply to author's pinned review if you have questions. Also, although I realize the futility of this aim (at least right now), if this novel reaches top 15 golden ticket ranking (and stays there for a few days, obv), I will mass release 10 extra chapters! (within 30 calendar days)

In a world overrun by superpowered elites, one powerless mercenary known only as the self-proclaimed "King of the Underground" wants it all. When he's offered a job promising to flip the world's balance, he'll do whatever it takes to rise from nothing to everything.

The sky did not fall, it sighed. A long, low exhale, like the world itself had finally grown tired of pretending. While the world panicked at the light breaking through the clouds, Nyx stood still, unmoving, listening. Where others saw chaos, she heard silence. And in that silence, something came. The orb descended, not crashing, not burning, but gliding. Peaceful. Purposeful. She didn't run. She knew. Somewhere deep inside, she had always known, this was for her.

"You promised not to leave, Dad..." "Why did you break your promise? We pinky swore." "You were easy to love... but hard to keep." They all left—family, love, even time itself. But Camilla Raye stayed. Alone. Forgotten. Still breathing.

The Town Where Clocks Don't Tick In Isurun, time doesn't tick, it blinks. And sometimes, it disappears altogether. Mira Nyem knows her town is strange. The clocks don't move right. People forget things they shouldn't. And everyone pretends it's normal. But when Mira wakes up with no memory of the past two hours, wet feet, and a black feather in her hand, she realizes something is very wrong and it's been wrong for a long time. As she digs into the town's quiet secrets, she finds a story that keeps repeating, a silence that's too loud, and a truth tied to her own past. If no one else remembers what happened, can she survive being the only one who does? For fans of soft mystery, surreal twists, and slow burn revelations.

Why are you resisting will you rather risk your life than take my hands he yelled frustration clearly written on him face, oh please stop acting like you care she replied struggling to get up on her own, seeing that she's a lost cause he swept her off her feet carried her in his hands straight to the car, ignoring her continuous yelling.

After losing both of her parents in a tragic car accident, Karla Smith, a determined young Australian woman, leaves everything behind and moves to New York City, the place where her late mother was born and raised. Armed with ambition and heartbreak, Karla sets out to rebuild her life and pursue her dreams of working in digital marketing. Landing an internship at one of the biggest and most prestigious marketing firms in NYC, Karla finds herself in a world of power suits, ruthless deadlines, and billion-dollar campaigns. At the helm of it all is Dominic Vale, a strikingly handsome, wildly successful CEO who seems to have the world at his feet. Admired, envied, and borderline worshipped, Dominic is used to getting what he wants... except for Karla. To Karla, Dominic is just another arrogant boss, until sparks begin to fly. But with her focus set on survival, juggling long work hours, university tuition and rent, she has no time for distractions, especially not from a man like him. Tension rises and lines blur between ambition and attraction. Karla must decide what she's willing to risk for her dreams and for a love she never saw coming.

In the gritty streets of Kallzara, a small wayside town where light barely touches the alleys, Revan Sorna survives by his wits—and by magic long forbidden. With the help of a shadowy tome found in forgotten ruins beneath the city, Revan can summon shadows to deceive and distract, but such power comes with a price: shadows cannot be created from nothing, and his own is lazy and stubborn, testing his patience at every turn. Revan’s partner in crime, Cassie, is a clever con artist with a talent for ice magic and a convincing lost-girl act. Together, they make a perfect team, surviving by picking pockets, pulling cons, and running from those who would see their kind dead or worse. Tonight’s target is an easy mark: a drunken sailor leaving The Golden Pig tavern. But when Revan’s swift theft is interrupted by a brutal punch, the simple job spirals into something far more dangerous—and far more personal. As dark secrets from the ruins threaten to surface and enemies close in, Revan and Cassie must rely on their skills, their magic, and each other to survive. But in a town where shadow magic is heresy and trust is a currency rarer than gold, survival might just mean losing everything.

They call him “No One’s Son.” A boy born of blood, raised by war, and shaped by the screams of dying men. Rex has survived battlefields since the age of twelve — not because he’s brave, but because he has nothing else. Now fifteen, armed with a dull sword and a soul too tired to break, Rex stumbles through another night of ash and death... And finds her. A silent girl with dirt-streaked cheeks and eyes that don’t beg — just endure. She doesn’t say much. But Rex recognizes that look. Because once, he wore it too. In a continent torn apart by two monstrous empires, survival is a currency bought with blood. And in a world that never offered them love, the smallest acts of care become rebellion. This is not a story of heroes. This is a story of scars. Of two children the world tried to forget — and their quiet refusal to disappear.

Zephyr Von Valor joins the prestigious Royal Veridion Academy to reach his goal.

Vihaan never believed in chance encounters—until one afternoon outside the school clubroom, when he bumped into Kavin, the new transfer student with paint-smeared hands and an easy smile. What begins as a casual invitation to a pottery workshop slowly spirals into something neither of them expected. Set in a quiet urban neighborhood, the story follows Vihaan—a reserved, academically-driven teen—and Kavin, a laid-back artist with a knack for making the ordinary feel extraordinary. From high school benches to hospital corridors and art galleries, their bond grows and shifts, tested by time, distance, and the pursuit of their dreams. This is a story of quiet firsts, messy emotions, and the small moments that linger—a coming-of-age romance about finding home in another person.

Emric Vale has a problem. Three, actually. There’s the present him— outclassed, and somehow surviving a semi-military academy designed to stabilize Earth’s fractured reality and uncover the truth behind its cataclysm. There’s the future him— half-lucid and strapped to a chair in a room that smells like regret, trying to remember why he’s so important. And then there’s the past him— who may or may not have done something catastrophic in another life. Surrounded by Elite soldiers, mind blowing ability users, and a school ranking system that doles out merits based on life risking missions. Emric’s best weapon isn’t a plasma rifle—it’s his brain. (Though the rifle definitely helps.) With reality bending, alliances shifting, and ancient secrets bleeding through the cracks of Earth’s fractured history, Emric isn’t just trying to climb ranks— He’s unknowingly paving the road to something no one’s done before—building a system of his own. No divine calling, No prophecy. Just one sarcastic strategist, a few good friends, and a future that keeps piecing the past together.

The odds were never in his favor. He faced the impossible, bled for victories no one would remember, and walked paths meant to break men. But Peter doesn’t stop. He moves forward—through ash, through silence, through everything that should have ended him. He carries pain like armor and purpose like fire. Not because he believes in destiny— but because turning back was never an option. This is not a tale of heroes. It is the story of a man who endures. A man who keeps walking... even where gods do not. ___________________________ It’s a story about: - survival without instruction, - stillness that screams, - and what happens when you see too clearly — but too late. If you enjoy: - rich worldbuilding like G3, Tolkien or Sanderson, - atmospheric tension with sudden emotional weight, - characters who observe more than they speak, - or the tone of Shadow of the Colossus, Metro, or The Last of Us... ___________________________ what to expect: - no harem (sorry for some of you) - vulgar language and scenes(text only) - power system simlar to one in SS - rather a long story, but I will try to make it interesting and with unexpected plot twists ___________________________ PS. discord server will be created at 1000 folowers :P

For James Thorne, an orphan at the desolate Saint Ursa's, logic is survival. He trusts his sharp mind more than the treacherous pull of emotion, his detachment a carefully built shield. But when his own memories begin to blur-names, faces, friendships once held close slipping into fog-James's world starts to fracture. With only a stray cat named Fangtail at his side, he begins a secret investigation into the strange forgettings haunting the orphanage. He's determined to find a rational explanation-and to reclaim whatever has been stolen from him. But at Saint Ursa's, where memory fades like breath on glass,the truth he seeks may prove a deeper darkness than any mere shadow of the night.

After being shot on the shores of the Windhollow Coast, Molly finds herself on a mysterious moving island, with an even more mysterious man for company. I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com :)

After joining a group to eliminate a malevolent spirit, Mo Fangguang is invited by the prestigious Wanli Wang Sect for a greater mission. What begins as a righteous task soon unravels into a twisted tale of loyalty and buried hatred. Wang Jiang, a cold-faced, disciplined disciple has long remained silent since he first crossed paths with the quiet yet intense Xian Xing. But Xian Xing harbors a deadly grudge against the very sect Wang Jiang serves, believing they murdered his younger sister. Did the Wanli Wang Sect truly kill her? Or has someone else been feeding that hatred all along?

WHERE DO THE DEAD GO? by Stephen Joseph When tragedy strikes, Steven's world is shattered. His best friend, Ifmen, is gone, leaving behind only memories and unanswered questions. As Steven navigates the darkness of grief, he begins to wonder: where do the dead go? A poignant and thought-provoking exploration of love, loss, and the mysteries of the afterlife.

In a world drowned in endless light, where the very air hums with radiance and the last shadow faded from memory generations ago, one woman dares to dream of the impossible. Erya Sol lives beneath the unblinking gaze of a society where darkness is forbidden, privacy is treason, and the light is both law and prison. The cities blaze with brilliance; oceans shimmer from within; even grief is recorded in the bright archives. In this world of relentless exposure, there is no dusk, no night, no pause. Only the tyranny of the visible. But in the hidden bones of the earth, Erya has forged a secret. A device whispered of in outlawed legends—a dark bulb. A sphere that doesn’t emit, but erases. A creation not of light, but of its absence. And when she dares to activate it, even for a breath, the impossible happens. The light dies. In the perfect silence of that void, something ancient awakens. A presence patient beyond time, waiting beyond the brilliance. Now, hunted by the Assembly, haunted by what she has unleashed, Erya begins a journey to bring night back to the world. But the dark is not empty. And the truth it holds may unmake everything she seeks to save.