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Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.

A young girl, plaqued by her depression and asthma has lost all will to live. She tries one last time to find help on the internet when a boy tries to console her and help her out of her depression. This new friendship quickly turns into love towards the boy and then into obsession.

"Kin" was a brilliant and optimistic programmer with a bright future ahead at G-Corp—the number one tech company, a dreamland for innovators. But that dream shattered in an instant. The person he trusted most, his senior colleague Rin, betrayed him in cold blood. She stole his groundbreaking project and presented it as her own, then framed him for misconduct. The fallout was swift—he was fired and blacklisted, with his entire career on the brink of destruction. On the day he lost everything, the rage boiling inside him awakened a mysterious system: “Commander’s Privilege Protocol.” This enigmatic system turned his life into a seductive, high-stakes game. To survive and rise again, he must use his body and hidden desires to complete dangerous and risqué missions—gaining points to unlock skills, items, and stats. From prey, he would evolve into a predator. Once a naive young man, Kin now dons the persona of the cold and calculating “King.” His revenge begins with a return to G-Corp—not as an employee, but as a silent conqueror. One by one, he sets out to “claim” key pieces on the chessboard: the charming colleagues, seasoned managers, and even high-profile clients. Every intimate encounter expands his web of influence and uncovers buried secrets in a corporate battlefield that grows more cutthroat by the day. But the deeper Kin descends into this game, the more he realizes that Rin is only a symptom of a much deeper rot. His true enemy is the "system" itself—an organization ruled by Sasi, the Ice Queen CEO. A powerful, brilliant, and isolated woman who harbors a deep hatred for men, she stands as the ultimate obstacle to his vengeance. This is no longer just about one woman’s betrayal. It’s a full-blown war for power, secrets, and domination— and the final mission will determine who claims the throne of G-Corp.

In the year 2010, humanity faced an unprecedented catastrophe when a highly contagious virus was unleashed upon the world. This virus, later dubbed the *Phantom Virus*, spread rapidly, infiltrating every corner of the globe. Initial symptoms were mild—fevers, headaches, and hallucinations—but as the virus mutated, it began to affect the very fabric of the human psyche, unlocking latent potential within those it infected.

Erland, an unemployed man living alone and disoriented, accidentally witnesses the gruesome death of a drug user at the train station. However, this is no ordinary overdose case-it's the early symptoms of an experimental virus spread through a new type of drug called Dream Dust. His involvement brings him to the attention of a mysterious woman named Vera Lancaster, the brains behind a covert operation to stop the spread of this virus before it becomes a global pandemic. Vera assembles an elite five-man team, and Erland is recruited as one of them - despite having no military experience or specialized background. Along with his colleagues with dark pasts and deadly skills, Erland must hunt down the source of the virus, take on a giant criminal organization, and uncover the role of a mad scientist whose goal is to change the world through human mutation. In the shadow of an increasingly devastated city, the clock is ticking-and one mistake could wipe out humanity.

Title: Empty Brain Genre: Young Adult Fiction Synopsis: The story is about a 15 year old Pink, a bright and ambitious high school student struggling to keep up with her studies. After a mysterious incident, Pink begins to experience strange and terrifying symptoms: she can't remember important events, forget her friends' names and struggles to recall even the simplest facts. As her "empty brain" phenomenon worsens, Pink feels like she is losing herself. The Journey: Pink embarks on a quest to uncover the truth behind her condition, navigating complex relationships, self doubt and the pressures of adolescence. Along the way, she meets a cast of characters who challenge her perceptions and force her to confront the darkest corners of her own mind. Themes: - Identity - Self-discovery - Mental health - Friendship - Resilience Genre: "Empty Brain" is a thought provoking and emotionally charged novel that explores the complexities of adolescence mental health and self discovery. This book is perfect for teenagers navigating the challenges of growing up and seeking stories that resonate with their own experiences.

Summary of the Novel: The Agreste Family In a kingdom cloaked in glory but ruled by silent shadows, The Agreste Family tells a haunting tale of inherited pain, legacy, and the complex ties between fathers and sons. At the heart of the story stands King Andrew Agreste, a ruler forged by both majesty and torment. From childhood, Andrew bore the weight of a heart condition—inflicted upon him by his own father in a cruel experiment that replaced his healthy heart with that of his younger brother. Cold, composed, and feared, Andrew wears his crown with unwavering strength. Yet beneath that iron exterior lies a man haunted by memories he cannot forget, and a love he cannot express—not even to his eldest son, Gabriel. Gabriel is a child born into silence. He carries a yearning for affection and a body weakened by illness, echoing the same symptoms once suffered by his father. But Gabriel’s condition is not a perfect mirror of Andrew’s. As his health deteriorates, the royal physicians discover a deeper truth: Gabriel’s disease is chronic, genetic, and incurable—not a direct inheritance, but a twisted echo of his father’s past. Their relationship, strained and distant, begins to shift when Gabriel, writhing in pain one sleepless night, knocks on the doors of his father’s wing. That moment—a child seeking warmth, and a king roused by a feeling he couldn’t explain—becomes the turning point. Through pain and fear, they begin to understand one another. With the help of Dr. Mohan, the trusted royal physician, and Evan, Andrew’s more empathetic son, father and child must confront what has long been avoided: not just the illness of the body, but the scars of the soul. As secrets of the past surface—buried family sins, dark experiments, and truths about inheritance and love—Gabriel must fight not only to survive, but to understand who he is. And Andrew, for the first time, must learn what it truly means to be a father: not to rule by fear, but to protect with love. The Agreste Family is not a story about illness alone. It is a story of legacies—those we carry in our blood, and those we choose to rewrite. It is a tale of strength wrapped in sorrow, and a journey toward redemption between a king and the son who sees through his armor. In the end, the question is not whether Gabriel will survive… But whether Andrew can save his son's heart—not just from sickness, but from the coldness he unknowingly passed on.

Oldgate bleeds. In its dark alleys, a rare few ignite an inner Spark, drawing on potent Essence to survive. Artem is one of them—a phantom in the alleys, his skills honed by necessity. The city's festering wounds are merely the first symptom of a world sickened by ambition, teetering on the brink of all-out war. As the "heat" in Oldgate becomes an inferno, drawing in powers far greater than local thugs, Artem's carefully constructed life of stealth shatters. Ghosts from a past he thought buried drag him into the heart of sprawling conspiracies, where the true nature of his distinct Numen might be the key to survival—or his ultimate undoing in a deadly game of empires. No longer just surviving, Artem must confront his own history and decide if what he will do in new times.

Should I call them humans — or gods disguised as mortals? I never can tell. Nanare and Nanara, two breathtakingly beautiful twin sisters, were born into a struggling middle-class family in a small village in Delhi. Uneducated and unheard, they could neither read nor write, but life had carved strength into Nanare’s spirit and hope into Nanara’s fragile lungs. Nanara, frail and asthmatic, clung to her sister Nanare, who spoke truths that even the educated could not see. But fate was cruel. Sold into servitude to four famous stage dancers — Mhesha, Natasha, Seesha, and Alisha — the twins' lives quickly shifted from hopeful to hellish. Starved, humiliated, forced into oversized rags, and made to endure unbearable conditions — Nanara was locked in a stinking room where her asthma worsened. Yet through it all, their bond refused to shatter. Their only wish: to escape this nightmare and live the life they dreamt of. A life they never dared believe was possible. Until Richie Diamonds appeared. A prodigy scriptwriter, heir to a royal lineage, and a man so dazzling the world could not look away. With half his time spent crafting billion-dollar masterpieces and none wasted on trivial pursuits, Richie was known as a no-nonsense genius. And yet, even he — the untouchable, unshakable Richie — found himself enchanted. By Nanare. The uneducated girl who could barely spell her own name. As love bloomed amidst the thorns of hatred and jealousy, darker forces stirred in the shadows. Enemies rose. Betrayals cut deep. One devastating act by the stage dancers shattered the twins' world forever — a betrayal so brutal, it threatened to destroy everything. Now, Richie must fight not just for love — but for survival. And Nanare must decide if broken dreams can ever become reality. In a world of cruelty and crowns, can love truly conquer fate?

Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.

His royal highness, Prince Abbott Raven is a mighty lord commander who despite the obstacle in his way is the greatest warrior the hemisphere has ever seen. He is oblivious of the fact that he is a werewolf. All he knows is that on every full moon he turns into a beast he can’t control and it was a secret he has to keep till death and he has managed to keep it until a red-haired girl with a pendant for mischief shows up unannounced in his life. They have a history. She saved his life thirteen years ago and now, he has a debt to repay. Even if it is the last thing he ever did, he has to get Abby Spencer as far away from the grasps of the ruthless king but Abby isn’t the typical damsel in distress. She seems to be hell bent on becoming a Raven. Abbott tries everything in his arsenal to get her away which includes kidnapping and stabbing obviously But Abby may just turn out to be the one thing the prince of darkness can’t crack. Abby is supposed to be betrothed to the king’s grandson, Prince Markle but when an attack on the royal family leaves Abbott in coma, he wakes up to find same red hair with a pendant for finding mischief and an insatiable urge for knowledge looking down at him with those green eyes that was filled with an emotion he wasn’t familiar with – worry, love and affection and for a man who is never afraid, Abbott is thrown off balance. And so, he sets off to keep this blasted creature as far away from him as humanly possible. Abbott is cold as ice and with a secret of his own. He is a werewolf without a pack and a million enemies. The last thing he needs is a little frightened girl as a wife and a ten years age difference *** Excerpt I opened my eyes and at first, it was like looking through a wet glass but then everything became clear. “Drink this, it will help” I took a sip. It felt so good. With my thirst quenched I decided to focus on the more prominent problem in front of me - the fact that I was bound with bronze cuffs! “What is going on?” “Hold still Miss Spencer, the nausea will pass, it's just a symptom of the horse tranquilizer you were dosed with” “I am not a horse, why would someone doze me…Abbott!” My eyes flew open and my last memory came flooding back. Abbott did this. I looked around but I couldn't see much. Then fear crept in like a thief. Where were they taking me? I tried to jump out of the open carriage door. Better broken bones than a still lifeless heart. I almost succeeded but he was faster, he grabbed me and he latched on. “Let me go!” I screamed at the top of my lungs but he didn't. “Are you hurt, Milady?” he asked me I am sorry, what? Why was he concerned about my welfare if he was going to slaughter me? “No” I answered slowly “Jumping out of a moving carriage is dangerous and…” he followed my eyes and it rested on the part of my forearm his hands were currently holding. He tilted his head to the left and exhaled. “I need your word that if I let go of you, you won’t try to jump out…” I blinked. “Are you going to kill me?” “Kill you?” he looked confused. Was my punishment something more awful than death? “Yes, kill me…slaughter me…chop off my head!” I asked loudly. “No. calm your heel, Miss Spencer…this is just a kidnapping not an execution” Book cover is not mine. if owner wants me to take it down, please contact me.

There are voices the human mind was never meant to hear. And yet, they are being heard. Across cities, coastlines, and forgotten towns, scattered individuals begin to report the same symptoms: strange echoes in silence, dreams soaked in seawater, and the overwhelming sensation that something is listening back. Most dismiss them as delusions. Some vanish without a trace. A few leave behind fragments—journals, audio logs, or last words—filed away in obscure archives, waiting for someone to piece the truth together. These are their records. What lies beneath the surface is not madness. It’s invitation.

Forensic psychologist Eleanor "Ellie" Grayson is called to evaluate Jonas Blackwood, the sole survivor of a gruesome massacre linked to an occult ritual. Jonas exhibits disturbing behavior—his eyes empty, his voice shifting, and his words cryptic: “We are many. We are hollow.” At first, Ellie assumes he’s suffering from severe psychological trauma, but when a wave of unexplained violence spreads through the psychiatric hospital where he’s held, she realizes something far more sinister is at play. As Ellie investigates, she uncovers a chilling legend—The Hollow Ones. Once human, these beings have been emptied of all emotions, desires, and identities, becoming vessels for an ancient, unknowable force. The more people they consume, the stronger their presence in the world. And the more Ellie learns about them, the more they take notice of her. Soon, she begins experiencing eerie symptoms—her reflection lags in mirrors, she hears voices whispering from the shadows, and she feels her emotions dulling as if something is siphoning her very soul. Desperate for answers, she joins forces with Dr. Alistair Kincaid, an occult historian who warns that once someone is marked by the Hollow Ones, the process of hollowing out is nearly unstoppable. As Ellie fights to retain her sense of self, she discovers that Jonas Blackwood’s excavation of an ancient burial site may have unleashed the Hollow Ones once more. The entities do not kill—they spread, infecting the minds and bodies of the living, transforming them into soulless husks. Now, Ellie must race against time to stop the spread before she loses herself completely. But how do you fight something that is already inside you? And if the price of survival means sacrificing a part of her humanity, is she willing to pay it? In a chilling blend of supernatural horror and psychological suspense, The Hollow Ones is a terrifying exploration of identity, possession, and the creeping fear of losing what makes us human.

EXCERPT: “At first, all I wanted was to satisfy my curiosity by finding out who he is. But the more we keep crossing paths, the more my feelings starts to grow. There is something about him that draws me every time, something I am going to find out.” _Scarlet Winters “You died, Scarlet. You would never have made it alive even if you were taken to the hospital. I had to save you with my blood and now, you are a vampire like me. You showed symptoms only after four years. You are turning.” _Damien Grey * You would probably want to ask these questions; Why? Who is Scarlet? What is she like? What is her relationship with Damien? Why did I come across this book? Will it be a good read?... Why not try the first ten chapters and see if you would love to continue reading?

When Mara Kline returns to her late grandmother’s remote house in Canada to settle its affairs, she expects dust and silence. Instead, she finds a relic of the past—a rotary phone in the attic that inexplicably rings despite being unplugged. Against her better judgment, she answers. On the other end is Ellie, a frightened girl claiming she is hiding somewhere in the very same house—but in 1999. A masked man with a burlap-covered face and a rusted knife is hunting her. At first, Mara dismisses the calls as a cruel prank or a lingering symptom of her childhood trauma. But soon, reality itself begins to shift. Muddy footprints appear on the hardwood floor when no one is there. Familiar objects rearrange themselves into echoes of her past. A fresh scar forms on her arm, mirroring the injuries Ellie describes in real time. The deeper she digs, the more the house tightens its grip, twisting time and memory until past and present blur into one waking nightmare. As the calls grow more desperate, Mara realizes the masked figure may not be a stranger—it may be something far worse: a manifestation of her father’s grief and rage, shaped by loss and twisted by time. Old diaries appear, filled with entries she doesn’t remember writing. Visions of a childhood she thought she had buried claw their way back into her mind. Trapped in a house that refuses to let go, Mara must unravel the truth before she becomes just another ghost of its history. But even if she breaks the cycle, some echoes never truly fade.

I have a rare symptoms I can smell their blood and I can see them in slow motion when I focus, but My mom said it was nothing and I just live with it. I don't have any problem with this so I just don't ask anymore. One night I went to meet with a girl from dating site and she start acting weird.....

Kanika Sharma was once a woman full of life—an ambitious HR manager, a loving wife, and someone who believed in the beauty of dreams. But marriage changed everything. A miscarriage shattered her, leaving her drowning in depression, an eating disorder, and a fear of blood. Instead of love and support, she faced blame, humiliation, and neglect. Her once-devoted husband, Vibhav, saw her as a burden rather than a partner. When strange symptoms began surfacing, she turned to him for support, only to be met with indifference. With no choice but to seek help alone, she walked into a crowded government hospital—where she met him. Dr. Mokshith Kapoor was a man of logic, not emotions. A brilliant cardiologist, he had spent his life avoiding attachments, believing love was nothing but a fleeting illusion. But something about Kanika unsettled him. She wasn’t just another patient. She was someone who had been broken but still carried the weight of hope. As fate pulled them closer, a silent battle began. Her husband accused her of betrayal. Her family pressured her to return. And as Mokshith stood by her side, she began questioning herself—was this companionship, or was her heart starting to waver? Did she truly love the doctor, or was she merely seeking solace? Could she ever escape the shadows of her past, or would she be forced to return to the life that broke her? With every passing moment, Kanika’s time was slipping away. But when the final choice came, would it be love, redemption, or something entirely unexpected? A story of pain, healing, and the fragile nature of the human heart—The Withering Paper Flower will leave you questioning whether love is a cure or just another illusion.

When justice fails, vengeance takes its place. After his daughter Vanessa suffers a tragic fate at the hands of those she trusted, Horris turns to the one thing more powerful than the law—something ancient, something forbidden. With a single curse, he condemns the world to a slow, merciless death. No one is spared. A nameless plague spreads, twisting flesh, corrupting minds, and reducing order to chaos. As civilization crumbles, the truth becomes clear: this is no ordinary disease. It is retribution. And in a world where the guilty walk free, no one is truly innocent. ... Hours Later… Darius arrived at the hospital, and what he saw terrified him. Dozens of people lay writhing in agony, blood gushing from every opening in their bodies. Reporters, paramedics, and police officers surrounded the area, trying to make sense of the outbreak. “We’re here live at Stanbridge National Hospital, where it appears a deadly disease has broken out,” a reporter said, speaking into the camera. “Symptoms include uncontrollable screaming and severe bleeding from the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.” Darius’ heart pounded. His mind kept flashing back to Horris’ curse. The Doombringer. He scanned the scene and finally spotted Betty, sitting in an ambulance. Stephan lay unconscious on a stretcher beside her. He rushed forward, but the paramedics blocked his path. “That’s my wife!” he protested. “I need to see if she’s okay!” “Sir, now’s not the time,” a paramedic said. “There’s an outbreak, and we have no idea how it spreads. For your safety—and for everyone else’s—we advise you to leave immediately.” “Please, I have to see them,” Darius begged. Before the paramedic could respond, Darius noticed something crawling on the man’s shoulder. “There’s something on you—” The paramedic turned his head—just as the worm leaped onto his neck. The second it burrowed into his skin, the man’s body seized up. A strangled scream tore from his lips as blood exploded from his eyes, mouth, and nose. Darius staggered back in horror. Everywhere he looked, people were screaming. Even the reporter who had been live was now convulsing on the ground, her camera abandoned beside her. A single word echoed in Darius’ mind. Doombringer.

"Have you ever wondered why Syndromes exist?" The voice was calm, almost conversational, but the weight behind it was crushing. "They say the universe is alive, that stars are cells and galaxies are tissues. And like any living thing... it can get sick." He exhaled sharply, gripping his chest as if that would steady his spiraling thoughts. "Syndromic Nemesis… You’re telling me the universe has cancer?" The figure before him chuckled. "A fitting word, isn’t it? When Syndromic Energy festers, it turns monstrous. The balance must be maintained, or the infection spreads." He gritted his teeth. "And the monsters we kill—?" "Symptoms. Existence correcting itself. But tell me… what happens when a disease fights back?" A long silence. "You’re talking about Euoniams." The air felt heavier, reality bending as something unseen stirred. "They were never just mistakes. They were inevitable. Born when Syndromic Energy collapses in on itself, feeding in an infinite loop. They have one desire—return to their pure state." "And if they succeed?" The figure’s expression darkened. "Then we see what happens when the syndromic energy rewrites the body." He inhaled sharply. "You mean no one knows?" "No one can know. Even the Syndromes—the first, the omnipotent—are incapable of thinking about it." The sky above fractured, spiraling apart like peeling flesh. Something writhed within the cracks—something wrong. "Didn’t I tell you?" The voice was quiet now. "You never should have come here." ----- (Author's note) this book can't even be compared to a stone but you must have in your life pick up a stone in your way to throw it. Just do the same for this. This could be a total waste of time for you... And there are gonna be references about some 'Auhors' and their 'Novels' Aria is the queen

After a sudden coma three years ago, I gradually found that the world around me had changed: My mother's personality changed suddenly, with frequent violent tendencies and even suspected poisoning behavior, and she imprisoned me in the room for three years; meanwhile, I have been continuously suffering from mental torture by mysterious whispers, and only a confined space can alleviate the symptoms. In this abnormal world, I'm the normal one. Why do you all say I'm crazy?

Maya work's as a nurse at P.H jolas Hospital. she is a very beautiful charming young lady she is a very humble young lady everyone likes her for her humbleness. But one day Maya, discovers a patient with unusual symptoms that don't seem to fit any known medical condition. As Maya delve s deeper into the mystery, she uncovers a conspiracy involving the hospital, corrupt medical professionals. Will she be able to uncover the mystery behind the patient illness without been hurt?

Kiefer knew when he had contracted the Weave. He would suffer incessant nosebleed, raging headaches, auditory and visual hallucinations and occasionally lose consciousness. Those were the major symptoms of the Weave. These symptoms would continue for what seemed like forever. Scraping away at his increasingly fragile mind, rendering every night more fearful than the last. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- When the clock would strike midnight, his sheets could usually be found slick with sweat, sticking to his body and getting even more soaked. Kiefer would try to move his limbs but they never really responded. His eyelids were shut tightly as he couldn't even open them. He would struggle and struggle one too many times to open them but they weren't exceptions in whatever was happening to him. But his ears? His ears picked up every single sound that surrounded him. Sometimes, Kiefer would hear one too many voices speaking at the exact same time, that they began translating into bundles and bundles of gibberish. His head ached terribly and he could do absolutely nothing about it. Trauma. While his eyes were shut, visions of vile and rabid monsters would charge at him from caves and clearings he could never quite make out. Their eyes, bloodshot, their teeth more like fangs dripping with crimson red blood, trying so desperately to rip the poor boy apart. Trauma. Kiefer would now and then try his hardest to wake himself up from the turbulent nightmare but it really did seem like the Weave hadn't had enough fun with him. -•-•-•- Kiefer would occasionally find himself tethering on the edge of the narrowest piece of boulder on what seemed to be a cliff. Looking down, his eyes would widen and his face would contort with fear as molten magma thrashed turbulently just few inches below his feet, burning and scalding his feet repeatedly. Then, all too suddenly, the cliff would melt and Kiefer would find himself falling back-first, his hands fluttering in the air, trying to grab onto whatever came into his grip to save himself. A guttural scream would escape his lips and echo off the far walls as he plunged deep into the boiling magma. -•-•-•- He wakes up with a start every new day, his forehead slick with sweat, his nightwear damp and his hair even damper. Soon, Kiefer didn't need a diviner to tell him the Weave was out for his heart. SUPPORT THIS NOVEL TO KEEP US MOTIVATED!!! FOLLOW INSTA ACCOUNT @guordio_masetti

Last Christmas, Ryan was hospitalized due to some mysterious symptoms. He was an exceptional person, fully committed and a top performer in his field. After being discharged from the hospital, Ryan returned home and went out onto his balcony one evening. As he stood there, the sun scorched his skin, which was unusual for him. Suddenly, Ryan noticed a burning bush behind him. In an instant, he became invisible, and the dreadful spirits passing by could not detect him. Ryan realized that he was the only one who could see them, and the hideous spirits appeared to be in the form of gradually dissipating gases. Without hesitation, Ryan inhaled the gas and was engulfed in darkness.

beast after beast have been birthed across the world. no one knows why but regular men have been falling victim to the purge. the symptoms and affects are random, but what is certain is the end result. no matter what anyone that's afflicted is birthed into some sort of monster. villages, hamlets, and the county side have been decimated, everyone human for their own safety had to come together and form in massive city states or be consumed. in order to fight back a new guild was formed, the purge hunter guild. anyone within the walls of the city that showed signs or became a purge beast was to be exterminated without pause.

Amelia, a young girl, suffers in silence as her parents neglect her wellbeing when she falls ill with appendicitis. Due to their ignorance and lack of concern, they dismiss her symptoms as insignificant. Ashamed and fearful of being judged, Amelia hides her condition from her friends, struggling to cope with the excruciating pain. Tragedy strikes when Amelia collapses at school and is rushed to the hospital. The medical team discovers the severity of her condition, but despite their best efforts, Amelia's fate is sealed. Her untimely death serves as a heartbreaking reminder of the devastating consequences of neglect, ignorance, and the importance of seeking medical attention when needed. "Amelia Covert Malady" is a poignant and thought-provoking tale that highlights the need for parental responsibility, awareness, and timely medical intervention. This tragic story will resonate with readers, sparking essential conversations about healthcare, empathy, and the fragility of life.

Elaine is an 18 year old teenager with autism who wrote a script for the sequel to Star Trek (a reboot by J.J Abrahams). She won a national contest. The script was so charming that it achieved three things: J.J Abrahams loved it since it caught the young woman's attention, making her want to come back to direct the film; the cast of the reboot trilogy returns enthusiastic about Elaine's story, and the production company wants to negotiate with Elaine to sell them her script and work with them. But Elaine wasn't planning all that! All she wanted was to use the money she earned to pay for her college studies in astronomy, but she also had a plan to be a professional science fiction screenwriter. If she didn't manage to become an astronomer, will she choose to be an astronomer or overcome her fears of being with crowds (a symptom of autism), interact with the real world and manage to be both?

RPG STYLE NOVEL, MC DOING QUEST, KILLING MONSTERS, LEVELING UP, GAINING SKILL, AND etc... SYSTEM Deity, a newly invented modern gadget that helps humans to breakthrough their limiters. Our protagonist Yman Talisman was a young man, 17 years old, and an orphan. After he found out that he had a Hollow Cell symptom, he rejoiced. Now there was a way for him to cure his ill sister. But on the day of evaluation exams, because of an incident, he was late and only managed to get the weakest magic skill among the rest. How can someone like him fight monster monsters when his magic was the weakest and no use for fighting? No group wanted to let him joined them. In order to cure his sister, he had no choice but to fight monsters alone. When he finds out about a certain item that able to heal any kind of illness, he didn't think twice and embark into a journey. Leaving his ill sister to a trusted friend, he left the city and delves into adventures to search for it. THIS NOVEL IS A HIDDEN GEM!!! YOU WILL KNOW WHEN YOU REACH CHAPTER 100. MC HAD ALMOST UNLIMITED CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT! (One of the best stories you can find in this platform!) ---Cover not mine--- Message me at discord if you have questions and suggestions: CloudSky#4375

"Never Forever" is a story about the loss of friendship and the power of love. Two close friends, Annabella and Maya, have been inseparable since childhood. But when a new guy comes into the picture, their friendship starts to fade. As they drift apart, they begin to realize what they're losing - and what they might never get back. Will they be able to repair their friendship, or is it truly gone forever? And what about the new guy - is he the cause of their friendship's demise, or is he just a symptom of something deeper?

Endless natural disasters, withering natural wonders, and space distortions plagued the face of The Divine Planet Lapiz, all the symptoms of a dying planet showed themselves and the whole population was in disarray. Enshin Lazel, a renowned healer of the Divine Planet Lapiz, crusades to revive the world, through countless voyages across the planet, after facing endless attacks from those that seek chaos, he finally found the dying planet's life core in a sunken cave within a volcano. But just as he entered the cave he was met by a sick twist of a fate and is betrayed by his allies, one of which is his sole disciple. Threatened with death, he sought help from the life core of the planet, only to be killed by it. On the exact day wherein he died, he found himself born as a child in one of the lowest planes within the Divine Planet of Lapiz, Sky Country. Bathed in despair and rage, he makes an oath to avenge himself, even if it cost the destruction of the world. Starting from the bottom once again is the Life Devouring Healer.

She got to know her because of the pain, and because of her, she was hurt even more deeply. Badly hurt, she finally left with a broken heart and flew alone to a distant place to heal her wounds. Since then, she no longer gave anything to anyone and restrained herself from being moved by love. Half a year later, when she was on the plane returning from a business trip, by chance, she saved a man named Quan Zhengxun, a core figure in the head office, with her blood due to an accident. In a daze, Quan Zhengxun sensed that she was about to leave. With all his strength, he reached out and grasped her hand as she was about to turn around and leave. "What's your name? I haven't thanked you yet!" She gave him a cold glance. With empty eyes, she left without sending any message. Before his eyes went completely dark, her pretty face was engraved in his heart. When they accidentally met again in the company, her calmness and steadiness surprised him, and at the same time, he became curious about her. After the reunion, believing it was fate, he began to pursue her vigorously. However, it didn't seem to go very smoothly. Her indifference always had the ability to make him, the smiling prince, so angry that he roared with fury. Her patience, on the other hand, made his heart ache faintly, and he couldn't bear to be too harsh on her. At the ball, seeing her playing and singing, he was deeply attracted to her. Gradually, he found that there were a group of annoying guys around her, which made him very unhappy! So he simply confessed his love to her all at once. Unexpectedly, she rolled her eyes and fainted. God! He didn't expect his confession to have such an effect! Under his series of pursuits, she didn't dare to face the feelings in her heart and didn't dare to accept this luxury. She forced herself to pretend to be cold. She had never dared to tell him her difficulties. Her vocal cords could only last until she was twenty-four years old, and this year she just turned twenty-four. When the symptoms gradually showed up, she cried alone at night. She admitted that she had fallen in love with him, but he was so outstanding. Would he be willing to marry her, a mute bride? Before she had time to tell him the truth, she was won over by him, and their love was witnessed by everyone. She secretly prayed to God, asking for three more days so that she could keep the memories with him-----