Yuji Screaming Nanami

Madness is like a whisper at first. Soft. Harmless. Almost comforting. But the longer you listen, the louder it becomes. Until it’s screaming—and there’s no turning it off. Too late for me. It’s already inside. They said I was unstable. Delusional. That I imagined the blood. The mirrors. The things crawling behind the walls. But I know what I saw. They put me in here to silence me. To “treat” me. But this place—this asylum—it’s the real madness. The hallways shift. The clocks tick backward. And the patients… they aren't human anymore. What is this place? ...and who was I before I forgot? Discord channel: https://discord.gg/YPak2qGN

He didn’t open the book. The book opened him.” Seventeen-year-old Jude Mercer thought his life couldn’t get worse. Homeless at fifteen. Alone. Cursed with bad luck and worse pizza. Until he found a strange leather-bound book behind a dumpster... ...and woke something ancient. Something hungry. Meet Ereth-Kaal: an eldritch curse older than humanity. And now? He’s inside Jude. Blood, horror, dark comedy, and a whole lot of screaming. Welcome to the beginning. Welcome... Under My Skin.

The world government is a corrupted organization, they're selfish, cruel, and apathetic. People are dying, tortured, and enslaved. This world is set to the modern era, though their knowledge doesn't exist, they don't know Science, they don't know Math; no knowledge. It is believed that there is a library, locked with “energia”—nobody knows. One day, a village was shook by a loud scream—it was an old man, and this old man is the contributor, the most intelligent in their region. “Find my green book..” he announced, mentioning that his prophecies were true.

I died in peace and confusion. Woke up being devoured by my own Father. Turns out, divinity tastes like stomach acid and forgotten memories. I was Human... Now I'm...Hades, God of Wealth, Underworld and The Dead* A sentient divine clay puppet wearing a dead man’s dreams. *Complaints about Death itself? Please direct all grievances to: THANATOS, the God of Death (I just handle the riches and the screaming souls) Experience a reincarnation myth like no other, told through the eyes of the reborn god—and the souls who defy oblivion.

How many years ..... have passed? Uh..one...two...three... uh..four...five..hmm. Five years....hmm..uhhhh...haahaaahaaa...[laughing loudly] ..Finally...finally..it is ready ..I am ready... screaming loudly Indra looked at his hands then towards the glittery glowing greenish blue crystal which had been just a plain black rock for last five years. He had been waiting stuck in a room with transparent walls surrounding him. The only view he could see outside was 'Nothing'..There was nothing ..not even a single non living entity. It was dark all around..but sometimes he could see a pinkish light dispersed in the surrounding which used to disappear after some time. The room he was in had been floating in this darkness unaware of where it was heading just lost in this pin drop silence. Surprisingly he had not been hungry nor tired in these five years. But he felt he would go insane in this loneliness and eternal silence....

Miyagi Ashnoir Yuji, who was fed up with his previous human life, found himself in a new world. A world where beasts could speak, humans could fly, and people could live forever. A world where magic and cultivation existed. However, he was faced with a unique problem. Error Error Error [Eat grass – 20,000 times] [Do head-butt – 200 times] [Do jump – 1,500 times] [Run – 50,000 steps] [Someone wanted to kill you. Find out who it was and take revenge.] [Make new friends.] [You have been chosen for sacrifices. Survive and live to tell.] [A nobleman has taken a liking to your fat body. Survive.] He wasn’t born as a human, a mighty dragon, nor any mythical creature. But as a goat! A goat on a farm. One day, he would be killed and served in a small inn on the roadside! Luckily, he had a system.

When the Greek god Priapus watches his alternate world crumble under dark forces, he entrusts a cynical, battle-hardened weeb from Earth with a dangerous gift: the divine Power of Fertility. With the ability to rapidly grow stronger, influence the magic-rich essence of others, and fuel his sexual prowess, Yuji Maeda is thrust into a dark world plagued by slavery, racism, and war. To save this broken realm and defeat the Lich King born from corrupted ancient magic, he must first carve a place for himself in its ruthless guild system—and build a loyal harem powerful enough to reshape the world.

She died screaming. She woke up smiling. This time, she’s the nightmare. Betrayed by the ones she loved and fed to the undead like disposable trash, Elara died with her heart shattered and her blood still warm. But death isn’t the end—not for her. She opens her eyes in the past, in the days before the apocalypse tore the world apart. Now, she has the knowledge of what's coming... and a soul full of fire. She won’t beg. She won’t trust. And she definitely won’t love—except maybe the dangerous man who remembers losing her once and is willing to burn the world to keep her alive this time. In a world heading toward hell, Elara is no longer the victim. She’s the one holding the blade. And this time? She’s ready to carve out her destiny—one betrayal at a time. --- TAGS: #Rebirth #ZombieApocalypse #SlowBurnRomance #DarkFantasy #RevengePlot #SecondChance TRIGGER WARNING: Gore, Violence, Psychological Manipulation, Betrayal, Graphic Deaths

1981. Small-town nobodies. No label. No future. Just noise. Until the sound hit. Gritty. Wild. Untamed. The band Saints was born in a garage no one believed in. But when their music explodes onto the underground scene, they go from local outcasts to the face of a revolution. Arena tours, magazine covers, screaming fans it’s all happening fast. But the world of rock isn’t just glory. It’s pressure. It’s betrayal. It’s control. As industry giants close in and rival bands circle like vultures, staying true to the music might be the hardest gig of all. This is our story. How we broke the rules. How we changed everything. How we became legends. We weren’t made for fame. We forged it. This series contains mature themes including drug use, alcohol abuse, strong language, and adult lifestyles reflective of the 1980s rock scene. Depictions of sex, while referenced, are non-explicit and fade to black. Reader discretion is advised.

When a mysterious pulse tears through the sky, the world changes forever. Only a few survive its power—those strong enough to be called Archeons. Klaus Aetherion was just a farm boy—quiet, overlooked, forgotten. But when the sky burned and the earth screamed, something inside him awakened. Something ancient. Now, with powers he barely understands and a world spiraling into chaos, Klaus must walk a path carved by fire, loss, and vengeance. The age of kings is ending. The storm is coming.

In his previous life, Seo Hae-jin was a tyrant feared across realms—a villain whose name was synonymous with extinction. But when death finally claimed him, he did not find oblivion. Instead, he awoke reborn in a decaying magical world—armed with a glitched Sovereign Devouring System, and a mark burned into his palm: the Symbol of Dominion. From the body of a forsaken human child, he began again. At his command, countless black larvae hatched—creatures no larger than an insect, yet destined to evolve into horrors that would drown entire civilizations. These bugs devour everything—flesh, mana, memory—and grow without limit. He feels no pity. No remorse. No hope for redemption. As empires crumble and heroes die screaming, a single truth spreads across the stars: The Sovereign of Devouring has returned. He is no man. No god. No monster. He is extinction itself.

The first thing they heard was Rachel’s scream. Then came the silence. Dorm 6A has rules. Unwritten ones. Whispers in the walls, shadows that move when no one’s looking, and names that should never be spoken — especially hers. Rachel vanished. No blood. No body. Just the sound of her voice… still screaming. Now Clara and her friends are trapped in the dorm the school swore was safe. The gates are locked. The teachers are lying. And someone — or something — is waking beneath the floorboards. The Third Drift has begun. "One must speak. One must bleed. One must vanish." Welcome to Dorm 6A. And whatever you do — don’t say her name. The first thing they heard was Rachel’s scream. Then came the silence. Dorm 6A has rules. Unwritten ones. Whispers in the walls, shadows that move when no one’s looking, and names that should never be spoken — especially hers. Rachel vanished. No blood. No body. Just the sound of her voice… still screaming. Now Clara and her friends are trapped in the dorm the school swore was safe. The gates are locked. The teachers are lying. And someone — or something — is waking beneath the floorboards. The Third Drift has begun. "One must speak. One must bleed. One must vanish." Welcome to Dorm 6A. And whatever you do — don’t say her name.

Thrown into a nightmare he never chose, Anthony wakes up in a world where pain breathes through every shadow. Here, death comes without warning, power is hoarded by monsters in human form, and the weak are erased without ceremony. There are no heroes. No second chances. Only those who adapt — or die screaming. Anthony is no savior. He carries wounds he won’t name. But in this world that devours, every scream becomes a weapon. Every failure, a mutation. To survive, he must evolve. Not to be strong — but to stop breaking. Because in this world, even the broken can become gods. Anthesis of Sadness is a journey of blood, will, and transformation — where the deepest tragedy may not be death… but the person we become to survive.

After getting revenge for his murdered sister, he was gifted with a proper deep fry courtesy of the electric chair. Once he was cooked to a well-done crisp, he expected to wake up to fire, brimstone, screaming souls, torture demons with forked tongues, and the same three Nickelback songs on loop. Instead, he woke up somewhere far less expected. Want to know where? Read the novel. Or, you know... just look at the title. I really didn’t plan this part through, did I?

In a forgotten village lies an ancient, broken bridge—silent for years, but soaked in screams. When Maya’s father joins a government team to reconstruct it, he vanishes mysteriously. As Maya investigates, she uncovers a horrifying past: a ritual of blood sacrifices, a cursed foundation, and vengeful souls waiting for rebirth. The more she digs, the closer she gets to the truth—and to death.

Mr Manchester sighed frustrated,what has he gotten himself into, he should have thought about it before handing it to that fool. He shouted angrily and threw the glass cup he was holding at the wall. "fuck" he screamed angrily, he couldn't risk his future, his family, his life. He had to do something and do it fast.

not every performance ends with applause..... some ends with screams Author: mozaran_lo

not every performance ends with applause..... some ends with screams Author: mozaran_lo

For Arata Itsuki, life is a movie where he's just a background character. His mission is simple: be invisible, graduate peacefully, and never get involved in the drama of the main characters. He is a master observer, and his primary subject is Aizawa Nanami—the goddess of perfection, the school idol whose life seems flawless. Their worlds were never meant to intersect, save for one anomaly: the cold hatred Aizawa Nanami always directs at him, a mystery too exhausting for Arata to solve. But his gray routine is shattered when he witnesses the tragedy that takes Nanami's life right before his eyes. That horror should have been the end of an ordinary day, but for Arata, it was just the beginning. He wakes up on the same day. Again, and again. Trapped in a prison of time, Arata soon realizes the only rule in this loop of fate: the day resets every time Aizawa Nanami meets a tragic end. Arata, the apathetic background character, is now forced to be the hero in a story that isn't his. The problem is, how do you save someone who wants nothing to do with you? Someone whose gaze could freeze your blood? With each repetition, Arata begins to see the cracks behind Nanami's perfect mask. He soon understands that the accident was no coincidence, but the climax of an unseen suffering hidden behind the goddess's smile. To break the cycle, Arata must become not only her protector, but also a detective, unraveling a past trauma that is the root of Nanami's hatred for him. Faced with a repeating destiny, Arata must find the answer to an impossible question: IF I DIE TOMORROW, WILL YOU CRY TODAY?

Abhokai was supposed to be untouchable — a kingdom of mana and marvel, ruled by the Valtaris bloodline, protectors of the realm. But when the Rift fractures above its skies, unleashing horrors that should not exist, even kings fall. Ethan Valtaris was never meant to be a hero. Born frail, overlooked, a prince with no weapon but strange golden-blue stripes crawling beneath his skin… he was just trying to survive. Until the monsters came. Until the creature with wings and a greatsword whispered his name like prophecy. Until his father died screaming it. Now, hunted by the unknown and haunted by power he doesn’t understand, Ethan is forced into a collapsing world where gods lie, bloodline secrets rot in shadows, and the only path forward may be through fire and death. The Bleeding Season has begun.

In a world where magic is breathed like people breathe air, humanity is born with powers called "Ether Souls"—every human is born bound to a primal soul that determines their magic type, class, and fate. But there is a sacred rule: > "He who is not born with a soul is not considered human." In the high capital of Aurelius, the nobles gather in the Tower of Souls, while the poor fight for a drop of energy. In the Soul Wasteland, where those born without souls are thrown, a boy named Eden is born. He was dead at birth. No soul, no pulse, no hope. But on the third night, he opened his eyes... and screamed. That scream tore through the walls of the place, and space cracked. He was born with a black, ethereal spirit... not of this world.

"When the law falls silent, some will choose to scream through the blade." Kenji Varquez—former agent, current criminal, and a constant threat. In the eyes of justice, he is a murderer. In the eyes of the oppressed, he is an avenger. He never asked the world for forgiveness. He never begged for understanding. He knows what he did—and he's willing to do it again. But his story isn’t just about prison, or guilt. It’s about a system that failed. And the monster it created.

+18 Warning Mature Content - Reader discretion advised A wolfless ward and an illegitimate dragon prince must overcome immeasurable barriers to free themselves from the stigma they have been placed under. Abandoned as a child Lily Artemis Wolfman was taken in by the Royal Family of the Wolf Clan only to be treated like a slave, working her mercilessly night and day. When her wolf didn't appear, Lily used her only avenue to free herself on the day she became an adult. Finding a mate was the last thing Dimitri De Drago` wanted since his family was hell-bent on killing him, but when he came across a strange female amid a massacred village his dragon stirred for the first time at the sight of her. Turning her away only to find her again caused sparks to fly between the two like they never knew was possible. Facing fatal issues within his Clan, finding his mate came with serious consequences. They knew trouble would follow if they stayed together, but their souls demanded each other risking it all for the chance at happiness. Will their love remain strong through the trials and tribulations they face or will tradition and their families stand in their way of true happiness?

It was the 25th of October 2005, a day now known as 'That Fateful Day,' when the world was plunged into chaos. Billions of voices screamed and echoed with otherworldly chants as an inexplicable force chose individuals to serve a broken god, turning them into twisted versions of angels. With no regard for life, the angels mercilessly killed many, leaving just a few survivors. Eric arrived in the settlement of West Arvada, carrying his dying child, as his fight for survival truly began.

THE SUPER HUNTER SYSTEM #ArtemisProtocol Something dark has awakened in the wilds. Not just a monster, but a dark entity. Nature is screaming. Creatures are vanishing.Shadows stalk the trees. When the balance of nature is threatened, the wild chooses its champion. Struck by lightning deep in the forest, Keith awakens with the mark of Artemis—the Goddess of Hunting—and a mysterious elemental system pulsing through his veins. [ Congratulations! You have received Artemis Blessings] [ Super Hunter System initiated...] [ Loading...] "Take this power with you, and hunt down that wicked monster for me." But unknown to him.... The final boss is not a stranger.And some monsters… were never meant to be hunted. Loaded with quests, dark lore,system upgrades, secrets and tint of ROMANCE—SUPER HUNTER SYSTEM is your next obsession. Welcome. Your first quest awaits you.

Title: His Favorite Poison: Until Death Makes Us Worse Genre: Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller | Possessive Male Lead | Tragedy | Obsession --- Synopsis: It started with a scream. Mira Thorne kicked the back of the driver’s seat, rage and fear blending in her bloodshot eyes. “Stop the car!” she shouted, her voice cracking. But the men in front only glanced at her through the rearview mirror—smirking, silent, and cruel. She kicked again. Harder. The car swerved. CRASH! Glass shattered. Tires screamed. The car flipped, spun, then hit a ditch with a thud. Mira’s body slammed into the door. Pain tore through her, but she didn’t wait. She crawled out. Ran. A flash of headlights nearly blinded her—another car almost crushed her bones, but she dove aside at the last second. Blood in her mouth. Her limbs shaking. Then she saw the forest. Thick. Dark. Unforgiving. She ran straight down the hill—stumbled—rolled—tumbled into the trees. The air tore her lungs, but she didn’t stop. Behind her, car doors slammed. Footsteps followed. “Stop running, Mira!” She didn’t. Gunshots rang out. Bang! A searing pain exploded in her arm. She screamed, fell again, rolled over dry leaves and stone. Still, she rose. And then… She saw it. A mansion. Dark stone. Down the hill. Looming like a sleeping beast. She ran. Her legs barely holding. Her blood soaking her sleeve. And just as she stumbled past a cluster of trees—she saw him. Standing at the edge of the mansion’s balcony. A glass of wine in hand. Eyes sharp and expression unreadable. Damien Voss. She screamed, desperate, broken. “Help me!” He only raised an eyebrow. And behind him—two tigers stepped into view, their fur glinting in the moonlight. Mira froze. The men still chased her. Gunshots behind. Her vision swam. Her legs gave out. But she stood. She ran toward the tigers. They lunged. She dodged—barely. Her mind screamed to survive. Her body obeyed. She reached the edge. Damien tilted his head. She collapsed in front of him, kneeling, gasping, kowtowing at his feet. > “Please… save me.” He crouched down, cold eyes meeting hers. His fingers curled under her chin. > “If I save you… what do I gain?” Behind them, one of the pursuers screamed— A tiger ripped into him. The others tried to escape. Too late. Damien raised his hand. The tigers stopped. Silent. Obedient. One man’s body was already torn open on the grass. Mira trembled. > “I’ll give you anything,” she whispered. “Money?” “Everything. My soul. My life. Just let me live.” Damien’s lips curved. He chuckled. Low. Dark. He waved his hand. Bullets rained. His guards appeared from the shadows and opened fire—merciless and precise. Mira flinched as blood splattered beside her. She didn’t dare move. --- If I can’t be happy, nobody can,” Mira says. “If I want you to be happy, you will be,” Damien replies. “I’ll kill anyone who stands in my way—including you.” “Then I’ll buy coffins for both of us—or we can share one.” “I’ll be your poison.” “Then I’ll take it.” “I will never be with you.” “Then you’ll be the reason the world ends.” “I don’t care if the world drowns in blood.” “Then I’ll make it happen—and you’ll be the star of the show, my little pet.” ____ She called herself a thorn. A curse. A walking poison. He called her entertainment, obsession—his favorite game. Even when he vomited blood, he reached for her. I told you I will be your death she said > “I’m attracted to poisonous flowers,” he replied “Till death tears us apart,” she whispered as she watch him frown in pain from the poison. “Till death tears us never,” he swore, pressing his lips to hers. warning warning the FL and the ml are red flags

I used to be the Supreme God of Everything—until I was reborn into the body of a pink-haired schoolgirl… wearing bunny slippers. Now, nine different cultivation systems are screaming in my brain, my teacher wants me to lead a harem club, and apparently, I'm married to the CEO of DaoMart? Oh, and the Heavens are calling. But I have memes to post, a midterm trial fight with a literal dragon, and a schoolgirl squad war to win. Who said reincarnation had to make sense?

He has walked through countless worlds—realms of swords and shadows, of gods and monsters. In each life, he bore a new name, rewrote destinies, and defied endings. But now, in the war-torn world of Remnant, he awakens once more—memories fractured, power dormant, yet instinct screaming: something is deeply wrong. Reincarnated into RWBY, a world on the brink of chaos, he knows this isn't just another cycle. The patterns of fate are tangled—Team RWBY’s future is shifting, Ozpin’s secrets run deeper, and Salem’s darkness stretches further than recorded history. With knowledge from lifetimes past and skills forged in countless battles, he must navigate familiar events twisted by unseen forces. This time, he's not just changing fate—he's chasing the truth behind it

Ashes of the Black Blade Born under a cursed moon, Rai Tsuki was never given a chance at peace. Branded an "Ash spawn" by the very village he called home, Rai grew up beneath whispers, glares, and silence. But at the age of seven, silence turned to screams. When the villagers could no longer contain their hatred, they turned on the one person Rai loved most — his mother, Aria Tsuki — and made him watch as they tore her apart, piece by piece, across seven days of torment. They broke her body, but she never stopped smiling for him. They broke his heart, and with it, awakened something ancient. From the ashes of that horror, Rai Tsuki is reborn — not as a boy, but as a vessel of wrath. Marked by tragedy and driven by vengeance, Rai begins a journey across a god-forsaken world, haunted by the screams of the innocent and hunted by powers that fear what he might become. But Rai does not seek mercy. He seeks understanding — through pain, through fire, through blood. He will make the gods kneel. He will make the world remember. This is not a story of a hero. This is the tale of a weapon — forged in grief, sharpened by betrayal, and set loose upon a world that made him watch love die.

"Check in...but never check out A Chilling Tale of a Haunted building where time stands still ... and screams never fade. Read at your own risk By - Vivaan Pandey