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A grieving musician starts receiving mysterious audio files from his dead lover. But as the songs reveal secrets he never knew, he realizes he wasn’t the only one she left behind. A story of grief, guilt, and a final goodbye that was never finished.

Caught between the expectations of her mother, the demands of her job, and her own desires, August embarks on a journey of self-discovery. The story delves into personal growth, resilience, and the delicate balance of loyalty and independence, as August learns to find her voice and take control of her life. With some unexpected twists and turns along the way.

“If God loved you so much, he wouldn’t have put you against me.” … In the present of this age’s fantasy, what the world needs is not a hero but a priest working part time as a Necromancer. Healing by the day, hunting dark mages by the night, presenting you, Elios, the guy who will solve all your problems by any means as long as you pay him the right. A demon is haunting you? Call Elios. The guards aren’t accepting bribes? Call Elios. Your toilet ain’t getting flushed? Call Elios. There are no limitations to what you can ask. As long as there is a right price, everything is possible. Our dependable priest is capable of any and everything. Ah! Though there is one thing you can never ask him to do. Children. You can’t ask him to hurt them. And perhaps you should never mention anything related to that as well. Or else… Even death would be mercy. … In the World of Zarraf, there lives Gods, not all goods are good and certainly none are without motives. They rule the world’s 7 nations: The Nation of Light and Sun The Nation of Water The Nation of Fire The Nation of Life The Nation of Earth The Nation of Moon The Nation of Wind Each ruled by a Goddess that has their own stance in their ruling. But that is only the first page of this world. The second page colors the Ancient Gods of Corruption, Rage, Curse, Death and Hate. The third belongs the Seven Sins’ Incarnations that are ready to succeed the Ancient Gods. The Fourth is of the Witches who stand against all Gods equally. And the Final Page colors the [Immortals] or otherwise known as [Players] that will be summoned to bring Chaos to this world. A World that was meant to be destroyed, such is the fate of the world of Zarraf as powers beyond the realm of mortals threaten the dynamic equilibrium of their existence. In the end, the world was prophesied to be destroyed by one cause or another. Nothing could prevent looming destruction… Or so it was supposed to happen..

In an era of global awakening of supernatural abilities, Lin Tianming awakens his SSS-level talent. He thought he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life, only to overhear the heartfelt thoughts of his school beauty girlfriend who hates him to the core. [Lin Tianming, you didn't expect me to be reborn, did you? In my previous life, you let me down. In this life, I will not be fooled by your sweet words again!] Having a reborn girlfriend who is merely putting on a show is already troublesome enough, but little does he know, there's more than one person he has wronged. At this moment, each of them is on their way to find him! -------------------------- Features elements of Lovecraftian horror, with themes of inner demons, corruption, genetic ascension, mechanical ascension, and psionic ascension emerging in the later stages.

How massive must the wealth of a family that has been passed down for five thousand years be? Sometimes, you’ll never know how rich your family really is until you push your parents a bit! Only after inheriting his family's five-thousand-year fortune did Zhang Menglong realize that the joy of the wealthy is so simple. Bank president, "Mr. Zhang, please, I beg you to deposit your money with our bank, and you can set the interest rate!" Huaxia's top wealthy second generation, "Does the whole world belong to your family or what?" World's richest person, "I feel like I am just a poor man!" European Royal Family, "Mr. Zhang, are you lacking a girlfriend? If you are, would you mind finding one? If not, would you mind one more? What do you think about our country's princess?" Latter, Zhang Menglong found out that the college his parents left him was the most impressive thing. Actually, being a dean turned out to be even more joyful than being the world's richest person!

In the tale of history and the shrouds of darkness , who was watching ?, who was calling? The Voices of the unseen watching from the rifts awaiting their time of calamity. In the Shadow of the gods and monsters , nestled between nations lies a placed not marked on any official map, A place known only to those who need it most. They call it the House of Red-Hill To the mundane, it's a charitable home for war orphans and lost children. A quiet estate just beyond the edge of the Nation of Aegis , run by a woman once hailed as the brightest mind but Red-Hill is no sanctuary . beneath its warm halls and shared meals , the children are trained in silence, secrecy, and survival. They are taught not to pray but to act, to kill , to protect. Each child is raised to not just face the monsters lurking in the shadows but to be bought , licensed, and employed by those afraid to relay on divine mercy alone. Some call it salvation, Others call it exploitation. But to the children of Red-Hill, its just home. And every night , when the rifts groan , they lie awake in their beds.... waiting for their next assignment.

Global changes have occurred, the world has turned into a game, and strange monsters are raging all over the world. To become stronger and to resist disasters. Everyone is changing classes and moving up their ranks like crazy. Some people become wizards in their first transformation, while others become professional thunder warriors in their second transformation. But Ling Zhan did the opposite. First, he chose a non-professional class and added the blue bar to all attribute points. “It's crazy. I don't have a class. All I have are low-level skills before I change classes. How can I fight in the later stages? What's the use of the blue bars? It can't increase combat effectiveness. It's really funny...” However, when the battle occurs, Level 3 Thunder Warrior: “I'm shocked, non-professionals are so strong?” A certain third-level Elf Queen: “Infinite blue bars, invincible in one-on-one combat, No. 1 in team battles, how can we fight like this?”

Gray was just a normal guy. No powers. No family. No future. In a world where strength and status decide everything, he was at the bottom. He worked hard just to survive, taking care of his little sister after their parents were gone. But no matter how hard he tried, life never gave him a break. And after losing his only job, Gray was ready to give up completely. Then something strange happened. Just as about he was to end his life, an unknown voice echoed in his ears. [Welcome to the Great Tycoon System.] And for the first time, Gray had a way to fight back. From being weak and broke, he’ll rise to the top—one coin and one job at a time. Because in the world where money can buy power, Gray is about to become the richest and strongest man alive.

One minute, I was a medical doctor rushing to work. The next, I woke up as a lowly omega inside the pages of my favorite werewolf novel The Psycho Alpha. Alpha Zachary Black. The cruel, ruthless, dangerously sexy Alpha of the Redwood Pack. The same man who kills anyone who breathes wrong around him. Especially women. He hates them. Despises weakness. And he definitely doesn’t believe in love. And he chose me as his personal omega. But there’s something wrong with me. I can hear his thoughts. Not just random thoughts. Dirty thoughts. Dark, possessive, obsessive ones about me. His so-called “personal omega.” He thinks I’m weak, fragile, breakable… but he also wants to ruin me, claim me, devour me. Every time he looks at me, his inner voice screams things his lips would never dare say out loud. I should be afraid of him. I should run far, far away. But how do you escape someone who owns your body and now, wants your soul? Worse, he’s starting to suspect I’m not who I say I am. Because I’m not just Christy, the omega. I’m a stranger in this world, trying to survive a plot I already know ends in blood.

In a world where speech is outlawed, one voice could start a revolution. Or end everything. Kael was raised in silence—just another forgotten soul in the crumbling outskirts of the Vowenrealm. But when blood is spilled and secrets rise, Kael discovers he holds a forbidden power: the ability to command with a single word. A Whisperer. Now hunted by a ruthless theocracy and haunted by the cost of using his gift, Kael must decide what he's willing to lose in order to set the world free—if he doesn’t lose himself first. The Last Voice is a dark, character-driven fantasy about power, memory, and moral fracture. Fans of grim settings, quiet rebellions, and morally grey protagonists will find much to love—and fear—in this tale. New Chapters on Mondays @ 12:00PM PST and Thursdays @ 12:00 PST

He hated bullies. He hated schools even more. So why the hell did he just agree to work in one? Dimitrios had one rule—never stay long enough to care. After transferring sixteen times in a single month, he was all set for expulsion number seventeen. But then, a mysterious voice echoed in his head: [Do you want a job? I swear, the pay will be good.] “…What kind of job?” [Stop bullying. At a school.] Sounded simple enough. Beat up a few jerks, collect a paycheck. Easy. Or so he thought. Until he arrived at Starveil Academy—a school that wasn’t a school. A battlefield disguised as a campus. A sanctuary for monsters disguised as students. Here, “Students”* wield powers that can bend reality, crush mountains, and rewrite the laws of physics. In this place, the weak don’t get bullied… they get erased. And into this chaos walks a powerless delinquent with a mean right hook and no idea what he’s doing. He doesn’t have backing. He doesn’t have a legacy. But he does have one thing: The guts to punch a god in the face. [I am publishing this on Royal road with pen name (Unnikuttan)]

A goddess fallen from ancient times, a skilled professional known for high end assassination and research jobs...Will he find her? And, what is he planning?

He achieved everything his parents ever dreamed of—except his own dream. Rohan always wanted to be a storyteller. Seven notebooks. Two years. Endless hope. But in a home where dreams meant government jobs and respect meant income, his passion was never welcome. Told to "focus on your future", he silenced the voice inside him. He became a successful video creator. Made millions. Upgraded the house. Made his family proud. But deep down… He was a boy who hadn’t written a word in over a year. A boy slowly breaking behind the glow of a screen. A boy who once dreamed of telling stories the world would remember. Now he sits in silence, staring at the blank page—his mind empty, his soul fading. And one day, he records a final video… But not for the world. For the people who never listened.

Malik Rivers, a Bronx-born college dropout with a deep passion for music, keeps his raps to himself—his therapy, his truth. By day he works a boring retail job. By night, he records makeshift tracks in his bedroom. One day, he accidentally uploads one of his latest mixtapes to his public Instagram story. What should’ve been an embarrassment turns into a wave of unexpected attention, starting with cousins he hasn’t spoken to in years… and then snowballing. With his older brother hyping him up and strangers flooding his inbox, Malik decides to stop hiding his voice and start chasing the dream—for real.

A child cursed from birth or maybe not totally cursed ok fine he is cursed but just a little bit

Kanaya is an office girl and corporate slave who is crazy about work. One day she gets heart disease due to working too long. She turns into an NPC character in a game she plays.

Asynia Zarra is an Elder Goddess in all but name, yet instead of advancing her strength, she travels to different Mortal worlds under her faction's control and removes any outside forces, referred to as Demon Lords. Her newest task from her faction has her sent to an unusual world. Instead of the cultivation or magic centric worlds, this is a modern world of technology where only a tenth of the population have any access to magic or body cultivation. While the governments around the world are led by the general population, Super Heroes and Villains have spread their influence throughout every corner of the world. Follow Asynia as she navigates through the Hero Alliance and Villainous plots to uproot the Demon Lord and build a base of operations for future Faction members that will visit the world.

Genre: Dark Fantasy | Post-Apocalyptic | Supernatural Before light, there was Chaos—a god born of shadow, cast into a mirror world by the god of light and cursed to fade into nothingness. In this dying replica of Earth, humanity fights for survival against the World Eaters, monstrous beings sent to devour everything. But Chaos will not go quietly. With his last strength, he scattered seven black crystals, fragments of his power, across the prison world—waiting for someone to find them. Waiting for a spark. That spark is Zenith, a seventeen-year-old orphan drawn to a forgotten ruin by a force he doesn’t understand. When he touches the crystal, he awakens the ancient voice of Chaos itself—and becomes its reluctant vessel. As Zenith struggles to resist the god inside his mind, he’s pulled into a desperate mission: to recover the remaining crystals, unlock his true potential, and uncover the horrifying truth… This world isn’t real. And the only way to save it is to destroy it. But Chaos has his own plans. And Zenith may not survive becoming the weapon he was never meant to be. ---

How could a one-night stand turn into something more? Meet Li Ruolan, an ordinary girl who works multiple jobs just to provide for herself. Her parents both died in a car crash resulting in her being an orphan. She's a 3rd-year college student who's doing well in her school. But what will happen if one day, someone came and ruin her life? Or, makes her life better?

These are poems I have written for the past two years.

When your employer is a talking squirrel, it's bound to have some problems for you. I mean, we all have some issues with our boss. And certainly, being threatened by your 'new' boss is not all pretty. Especially, if your boss's boss is 'Lord Death.' On top of that, they give you a 'task.' Do that, and you are free. But if you fail... who knows what will happen with you. Will I fail? Nope, I won't. Right? Extra Tags: Female Protagonist, Gender Bender, 'ABO' Variant World Disclaimer: It’s just a novel. Don’t be serious. It’s just a fiction. All the characters are from my imagination. They don’t exist in the real life. Nah! Nope, they don’t. Trust me in this. So, there are themes in the story that might be disturbing. But let me tell you. I condone them and I suggest you to take it just as a fiction. No need to think over them. And if you find it very disturbing then, I request not to read the novel any further. Thank you. P.S: All the images are AI generated.

In a country shattered by corruption, military brutality, and unbearable cost of living, the people suffer in silence—until one man decides to scream loud enough for the world to hear. His name is Very Dark Man, known across TikTok, Facebook, and Instagram as VDM—the fearless voice of the oppressed. Through massive protests and powerful online messages, he becomes the face of a movement. Millions believe in him. The youth adore him. The government fears him. But behind every revolution lies a shadow… When VDM makes a shocking decision that shakes the entire nation, the line between hero and traitor begins to blur. Is he the people’s last hope—or their greatest betrayal? This is not just a fight for justice. It’s a war for the soul of a dying nation.

Preface Welcome to Jumanji: A Book of Riddles — a journey into the heart of mystery, adventure, and clever puzzles. This collection is not just any assortment of riddles; it is a carefully crafted experience designed to challenge your mind and ignite your imagination. Each riddle within these pages has been chosen with intention, inspired by the wild, untamed spirit of the jungle and the thrilling world of Jumanji. Whether you are a seasoned puzzle solver or a curious adventurer, these riddles will test your wit, creativity, and courage. As you turn each page, you will find yourself stepping deeper into a world where every question holds a secret, and every answer unlocks a new path. This book is your guide through the unknown—a companion on a quest where logic meets legend. I need someone to Jumanji my voice, To set my words free, to give them choice. Whisper the secrets, solve the clues, Unlock the riddles, follow the hues. Are you ready to play this game with me? To roam the jungle and claim the key? Speak your mind, but choose with care, For every word shapes the path you dare. The First Clue In the city where justice scripts the night, And minds profile shadows out of sight, I send a whisper, a secret code, But it’s lost where silent blockers hold. Invisible bars, no keys in hand, Lock my words from the promised land. If you know a queen who fights for truth, Or ghosts who move in the darkest booth, Tell them a voice is trapped in the maze, Waiting for heroes to break the haze. A puzzle wrapped in a lawman’s tale, Where silence reigns and signals fail. Find the badge that never sleeps, And shadows where the silence creeps. Decode the message, break the chain, Deliver the word through the hidden lane. The game is on—can you hear the call? Unlock the silence, free us all.

Reborn into a world ruled by professions, Su Xue Qing awakens a mysterious hidden class—Frostveil Monarch. Cold, calm, and carrying memories from another life, she rises in a land where strength defines fate. As monsters prowl and evils scheme, her path begins—not to conquer the world, but to master herself. The Monarch walks alone... until the world can catch up.

In a modest village, a quiet young man named Arun leaves for Chennai to pursue engineering. What begins as a search for survival soon turns into a journey of creative defiance, cinematic rebellion, and silent legacy. As Arun balances hostel life, part-time jobs, and exams, he stumbles into the chaotic world of filmmaking—and finds his voice not just behind the camera, but on the page. Inside his notebooks, a high-stakes espionage thriller unfolds: Shadow Nexus, a story about a happy-go-lucky student named Arjun who finds himself at the center of a global cyberwar. But as the fictional world grows darker, so too does Arun’s battle with the industry that resists truth, originality, and discomfort. He becomes a director who refuses stardom, an artist who walks away when the noise gets too loud—and a mentor who one day inspires a stranger across the sea.

In a world that silences truth more than lies, one boy begins to hear whispers no one else can. As dreams blend into reality, and people begin to vanish, a hidden guilt grows louder than words. Voices of the Forgotten is a psychological mystery that unravels the human mind, society’s silence, and the fragile line between madness and meaning. Realistic, symbolic, and deeply emotional — this is not just a story. It’s an echo of every thought we bury.

Some cages are made of iron. Others are built in the mind. Chris Adler learned that silence was easier than being seen. With scars too deep to explain, he built walls no one could scale, finding solace in his isolation. Until the life-threatening tumor. Until counting days to his death. And then, the day he was forced to hire a personal assistant. Isa Smith didn’t want the job. She wanted to sing, to step into the spotlight. But her mother’s voice echoed louder than her own, and burying her dreams became a necessity to seek approval. Now she’s stuck in an office with a cold, distant man—a man whose fire seems to burn brighter than the ice surrounding him. What neither of them expected was recognition. Because before life tore them apart, they were each other’s first love. But the past doesn’t stay buried for long— Some flames never truly die. Can love find its voice again… before time runs out?

Here be dark dwellers. With humor and fancy, we take up jobs to keep our lives easy. We be killers. We be hunters. Yet, we be people. For whom shall I live up my query? Oh look an antique. It shall be you then. cover’s not mine, I do not own it.