Chill Bakugo

As the only child of her late Alpha father, Avery Jae was meant to inherit her family’s legacy. But on the day of her arranged marriage to Alpha Lucian, her world crumbles. Rejected, humiliated, and cast aside for her own cousin, Avery barely escapes with her life only to find out a much deeper secret. One that changes everything. When Avery awakens, she finds herself in a foreign land, caught by the ruthless guards of the Vehiron pack, led by the infamous Alpha Cain. Tall, broad and as dangerous as the army he commands. Alpha Cain has a reputation that sends chills down the spine of even the most dangerous warriors. Haunted by his dark past, he has vowed never to take a mate, yet the moment he lays eyes on Avery, everything changes. With a single word, Avery is bound to Cain—whether he wants it or not. In a world where betrayal runs deep, can Avery ever trust the alpha who might just be her worst enemy.

A massive alien ship crashes into the Pacific, sending shockwaves across Earth. Pulsing with strange energy, it broadcasts a chilling message: "HELP US." As governments race to uncover its origins, President Julia Halstead and General Nathan Price discover the ship is alive—part of a dark cosmic conflict that threatens humanity's survival. Eternity’s Edge is a gripping sci-fi thriller about first contact and the battle for existence.

Zhou Yu foi ordenado a entrar na cidade e se casar. Mesmo que minha esposa não gostasse de mim, meu sogro me desaprovava, meus colegas sempre queriam me intimidar, e os malfeitores sempre procuravam me derrubar, mas tocar em mim, tudo bem, tocar na minha esposa, isso não. Quem quer que coloque as mãos nela, eu derrubo. Lutei até que o mundo inteiro se inclinasse, depois voltei para a vila com minha esposa em glória!

Zhou Yu wurde angewiesen, in die Stadt zu gehen und zu heiraten. Auch wenn meine Frau mich nicht mochte, mein Schwiegervater mich missbilligte, meine Kollegen mich immer schikanieren wollten und die Bösewichte immer darauf aus waren, mich zu Fall zu bringen, aber mich anfassen, das ist in Ordnung, meine Frau anfassen, das ist es nicht. Wer sie anrührt, den mache ich fertig. Ich kämpfte, bis sich die ganze Welt vor mir verneigte, und kehrte dann mit meiner Frau im Ruhm ins Dorf zurück!

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle. The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations. They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family. They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics. From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears. They were both the creators and the enders of stories. Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward. "Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

America, 1980. No sooner had Xu Yi transmigrated than he was put on the dissection table; then he gradually came to understand the true nature of this world. "Studying medicine can't exorcise undead demons; I must become an exorcist!" he resolved silently to himself. On a misty, rain-soaked night. "Miss Evil Spirit over there, the night is cold and damp; be careful not to catch a chill! Come over here and warm yourself by the fire!" Xu Yi said, holding a lighter, as the pale gold flame slowly approached the other. The Evil Spirit shrank back, looking at Xu Yi with fear. "Don't be afraid, I just want to warm you up..." Xu Yi's face broke into a warm smile, "by setting you on fire!" Ding dong! Ding dong! "Sign-in at the Land of Fear successful, Resurrection Coin awarded!" "Synthesis pathway requirements met, do you wish to combine the following entries?" Psychic + Scholar + Painter = Psychic Painter! Saintly Offspring + Gunfight Technique + Revolver Mastery = Holy Gunslinger! Undead + Revelation + Holy Nation = God!

The stark-naked, handsome, young man looked intently at a winged reptile creeping in front of him, His lips, closed tight since setting foot in this new realm, began to move as words echoed in the shadowy realm of awareness. "It has been determined that the leaders of the plan and all related individuals are dead, communication with Earth has been completely severed. Transitioning to autonomous operation mode. Updating log-in name to the fully planned 'Li Lin'. Given the current situation, autonomous task B4 is selected." The boy, now known as Li Lin, paused briefly, his voice taking on a chilling edge as if from the depths of hell. "Infiltrate and invade the low-level civilization, colonize it, Earthify it." The ultimate weapon in the form of a young man, in this magical alien world, sensed a familiar scent - war. And so, he continued his mission.

Do you ever imagine there's another world running right beside ours? . . . “Why don’t we put this in?" A woman speaks, her voice smooth, almost affectionate. “Nah, that’s too overpowered. Let’s add something different. Something… darker.” Then, a man’s voice interrupts, firm and unyielding. “Hey! Why don’t we make him a vampire?” The woman’s voice perks up, excited. A chill goes through me. Make what! vampire? Who! Me?! What—what are they talking about? The man lets out a skeptical grunt. “A vampire? Sure, that’s interesting, but it's too OP. Let's add something to balance it.” “Okay, okay,” she says, her tone still light, as though designing some casual new toy. “But let’s change the species—no blood-sucking from humans. It’s been done to death, too cliché right?” Blood-sucking? Humans? My mind spins. Are they actually talking about turning me into… some kind of creature? “Well,” the man chuckles, “there’s plenty else he could prey on in this world, isn’t there? We’ll give him something else to feed on.” The voices continue, completely oblivious to my horror. I lie helpless, only able to listen as they throw around options, shaping me, deciding my fate. My heart—if I even have one—pounds in the emptiness. I can’t see, move, or speak. But in their hands, I’m becoming something, one twisted decision at a time.

"The Third Return of the Necrotic Magic Swordsman" delves into the thrilling tale of a once-vanquished hero who rises again to confront a burgeoning darkness. Set in a world where magic and necromancy collide, the novel follows the protagonist's journey of redemption, as he grapples with his own inner demons while battling formidable foes. With each return, he uncovers deeper truths about his past, his powers, and the looming threat that threatens to engulf the realm. As alliances shift and betrayals loom, the fate of the world rests in the hands of this enigmatic swordsman, whose every step towards victory is shrouded in mystery and peril. ---‐---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Well hello guys its Author , this story is connected with my first story 'RISE OF THE HOLY DEMONIC GOD's character Evan who got transmigrated to an another world for third time and let's see what's going to happen in this story and if you also want to find out so stay tuned with me to find out as I have many creative ideas for this story which is connected to my first story from first and going to end in also the first story world. So chill and read to find out what new adventures are here for you and our character Evan. Extra Tags: Necromancer, Magic, Litrpg, somewhat a villain, Anti-hero lead, Female lead, Multiple Pov's for sometime but still major focus on Evan, Somewhat Post apocalyptic, Urban fantasy, High fantasy, Strong lead, Portal fantasy.

When love turned to tragedy and a whispered vow shattered on blood-stained rooftops, she could have let the darkness consume her. But death brought neither peace nor an escape from the betrayal that tore her world apart. Now, lingering between realms, her presence is no longer bound by the frailty of life. As a spectral force of rage and sorrow, her wailing cries pierce the night, carrying the chill of a curse that can’t be silenced. Those who hear the banshee’s call know that vengeance is near, and her killer’s days are numbered. For she is more than a ghost—she is the wrathful bride, haunting his every step, promising retribution with every mournful cry that echoes from beyond the veil.

In the land of Orsus, where the strong protect the weak under the light of The Essence, peace and prosperity seem assured. But beneath the surface, darkness stirs. Orsus is haunted by the memory of Enyos, the mightiest protector who fell in a brutal battle against the mysterious "Witnesses," beings from a shattered world ravaged by the Bright Dark. The Essence grants rings of power to the chosen few, but even these gifts may not be enough to defend against the coming storm. A chilling prophecy foretells the arrival of a Prophet born of two opposing forces, destined to either destroy Orsus or reshape it entirely. In this tale of power, prophecy, and peril, the line between light and dark blurs, and the truth may be more dangerous than anyone could have imagined. The Legend of Atenyos begins—a journey that will challenge the very foundations of Orsus and its people. Upload schedule: Novel will be a updated with two chapters weekly , one on Sunday and another on Thursday

"You are mine, Estrellita. You have always been mine," he whispered to the night. "And I tend to take care of what belongs to me. Especially when it comes to you." In the next instant, his lips met mine, drawing away the chill and replacing it with his warmth. The sensation of his skin against mine was like a fire, and my pussy throbbed, ignited with desire. I was stirred by the Devil's touch. I was twistedly aroused by the Devil. *** Silent Rivers. Silent Tears. Roaring Courage. In the tranquil town of LarksVille, a web of deceit, cruelty, and hidden wounds lies hidden. Anastasia, a brilliant and determined college student, becomes an unlikely saviour as she exposes tormentors who have terrorized Preston University for too long. Beneath the idyllic surface of this small, close-knit community, Anastasia peels back layers of secrets, betrayal, and long-held grudges, uncovering a haunting history of bullying that has shattered lives and left scars both seen and unseen. But when suddenly the hunter becomes the prey, who's going to save the hunter? They have only one clue. A common pattern. A cryptic message, "Devil." With every revelation, Anastasia inches closer to the truth, but she also draws nearer to the shadows that threaten to consume her. Yet, as Ana navigates through the complexities of justice, she finds herself entangled in a chilling game. A stalker, equally compelling and dangerously enigmatic, emerges from the shadows. Despite the alluring warmth of Lorenzo, Ana remains haunted by the chilling presence of the Devil, her relentless and fearsome stalker. Who is the "Devil"? A psycho killer with a mind of intelligence or a victim seeking revenge? If so, then who's next? As Anastasia finally confronts the darkness lurking in her community, another web of truth thrives. "The ending is only the beginning."

To chase her dream of becoming a renowned artist, Annabelle leaves her quiet village behind and moves to Ten Mill Town. Upon her arrival, she discovers she has a roommate—a mysterious man named Alexander. As a passionate connection begins to grow between them, a chilling darkness emerges in the town. Slowly, Annabelle realizes that she may already be entangled in its deadly grasp.

While grieving at her husband Shane’s grave, Bella Catherine notices a dying dog in the distance. Drawn to it, she discovers the animal’s lifeless body and something horrifying within—a blood-soaked diary lodged inside its stomach. Despite her fear, Bella feels compelled to take the Red Dairy home, unknowingly stepping into a world of dark magic and chilling secrets.

my name is Ellise Williams, I don't have many friends but I have two whom I knew one in high school and the other in college. we normally talk like business women I mean we can talk once or twice in a month but we do help each other a lot. Am married to Gabriel Tsuma whom I met in college when I was a first year while he was in his last year. Gab is a black handsome man with black hair and he is not that tall but very charming. I had a crush on him on my first day that I met him, I mean who could not like him with all his handsomeness again he talks less,most importantly he is caring. I have always wanted to find a man that loves me, cherishes me and takes care of me-man of my own.Am not a nerd but I would rather stay at home on weekends watching Netflix and chill with my BFF (my mom) when not studying, I and my friend persue plumbing which takes only two and half years. Enough of my happy love life tomorrow is the first day of college and I for one can't wait to start a new life.

Ethan, a college student struggling to make ends meet. He found solace in the familiar routines of campus life, but beneath the surface, a restless energy simmered within him, a yearning for something more. He felt a tug towards the hidden corners of the city, the places where shadows danced and secrets whispered in the wind. One night, drawn by an inexplicable urge, he found himself venturing into a dimly lit alleyway, a place most people avoided. It was there, amid the dim lights and silence that clung to the air like a shroud, that he stumbled upon a gruesome discovery. A murder. As Ethan approached, a chill ran down his spine. The victim’s eyes, wide with terror even in death, stared back at him, their gaze filled with a spectral intensity. This was no ordinary murder. This was a doorway into a world Ethan never knew existed, a world where shadows held power and the dead could whisper their secrets.

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"

Reo Wilson, an ordinary young boy, sat on his rooftop, gazing at the sky, wondering what mysteries lay within the vast cosmos. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, sending chills down his spine. It felt like the beginning of something significant. From time to time, the howls of distant monsters echoed through the night, heightening his sense of anticipation. As he looked up, Reo thought about the boundless sky, feeling a desire to grow stronger, to embrace a life without limits. With newfound determination, he climbed down from the roof and headed back to his apartment. As he walked, a shooting star streaked across the night sky, as if to signal that his wish was about to be granted.

This collection delves into tales of dark romance, betrayal, obsession, and the chilling complexity of human emotions. Each story unravels the twisted minds of morally ambiguous characters, driven by desire and revenge.These stories weave a haunting tapestry of manipulation, hidden motives, and the consuming nature of love that teeters on the edge of madness, revealing the darkest corners of the human psyche.

In the quiet town of Berryville, a chilling presence lurks in the shadows. A cunning serial killer is on the loose, leaving a trail of terror and death in his wake. But his twisted game doesn’t end with the murders. He taunts the police, calling them with cryptic messages and tormenting them with details of his latest victims.

Anya’s life was ordinary—mundane even. But everything changed the day the scribbles started appearing. What began as harmless notes and poetic confessions carved into her desk soon spiraled into something far darker. The anonymous writer seemed to know her every move, each letter peeling back layers of their tortured soul. At first, she was unnerved, feeling their presence everywhere. But as time went on, those words began to anchor her, pulling her into a connection she never thought she’d crave. She felt safe in the chaos, even when the letters turned into cries for help and self-loathing. She wanted to find the sender—needed to. But when the notes stopped, her world crumbled. Their silence left a void she couldn’t fill, and just when she thought it was over, the letters returned, twisted and chilling. As the truth unravels, Anya is forced to face a reality that will shatter her. Sometimes, the lines between love, obsession, and despair blur—and when they do, no one is ever the same.

Hannah is absorbed in her school project when she hears her mother calling her downstairs. However, there’s something unsettling in her mother’s tone, a growing urgency that she can’t ignore. Intrigued yet cautious, Hannah begins to make her way down the stairs. Suddenly, she’s pulled into the nearby laundry room, a hand clamped over her mouth to stifle her reaction. To her shock, it’s her mother—eyes red and filled with terror. With a trembling whisper, her mother warns, “Don’t go down there, honey. I heard it too.” A cold chill washes over Hannah as she realizes that something, or someone, is downstairs, calling to her in her mother’s voice. But if her real mother is here, then who—or what—could be waiting beneath the stairs?

Descended from the legendary "Thunder God," the Raiden family has reigned as one of the world's most powerful clans for centuries. But unexpected happened when 2000 years later the expected heir of the raiden family Kael Raiden ( 12 years old) , their eldest son, who inexplicably lacks the family's signature thunder powers. Shunned and ridiculed by his own kin, Kael is forced to endure a life of scorn and isolation. One day he decides to leave his family and embark on a solitary journey of intense training to became the strongest being. Will he survive this chaotic world or Destroy everything that stand against him . "I will destroy everything that stands against me," Kael declares, his eyes fixed on the sky, a chilling proclamation that marks the end of the kind-hearted boy he once was.

Mia Fischer and her mother, Rosey, believed they were free from the shadow of Albert Fischer, Mia’s abusive billionaire father, after his supposed death. But when a cryptic message reveals that Albert is alive, Mia’s world shatters. Fear and paranoia take hold as Albert begins to send chilling threats targeting her and her family. Mia must face Albert, her fear, the anger she has repressed, and the strength she musters to protect herself and her loved ones. ---

In the twilight of Divinity, where shadows lengthen and the world teeters on the precipice of oblivion, two brothers stand poised at the crux of fate. Argos, with eyes that shimmer like celestial beacons, is the last echo of the world's protectors, his essence a flickering ember of hope in a dying age. His brother, Irakes, bears the chilling weight of a different legacy.Will Argos rekindle the fading embers of Divinity within Irakes, or will the darkness extinguish the last flicker of hope? In this epic saga of good versus evil, the final chapter of a timeless war unfolds, with the fate of the world hinging on the redemption of a corrupted soul and the unwavering courage of a reincarnated protector.

"Help me," the voice whispered, so faint she thought she might be imagining it. A chill ran down Lila's spine. She realized that the mirror was not what she thought it was. Read the story on wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/384396795-the-whispering-mirror

As the man lay trapped within the twisted metal of the crashed car, Blood dripped out of his forehead. With each fading heartbeat, a tranquil sense of surrender washed over him, drawing him deeper into death's embrace of darkness. In the eerie stillness, a sharp knock shattered the silence, jolting him back from the brink of oblivion. Confusion and dread mingled as he grappled with the notion of his own demise. Yet, defying all logic, when he summoned the strength to move and reluctantly pried open his eyes, he was met not with the void of death, but with a chilling revelation. He now inhabited the vessel of a villain, a sinister figure known as Alfonso Quiñones, his very essence intertwined with malevolence. Ps: I'm not a native English speaker so if there are any grammatical issues please do point them out (This is also my first novel so be patient with me) -My update is inconsistent but I will finish this book no matter how long it takes since I'm busy with school -No NTR -No Yuri (There might be incest in the future)

"The Forest of Eclipsed Horrors" plunges readers into a nightmarish forest where a group of strangers awakens with no memory of how they arrived. As they struggle to find a way out, they encounter eerie phenomena and a sinister entity that preys on their fears. One by one, the forest claims its victims, leaving the survivors increasingly isolated and terrified. The story weaves psychological horror with a creeping sense of dread, exploring themes of isolation, trust, and the unknown. With each step deeper into the woods, the line between reality and nightmare blurs, creating a chilling, immersive experience.

Mind Cultivation: The Psychic Path Seventeen-year-old Mei Lin feels out of place in the vibrant chaos of Lingxi City, haunted by dark visions and an overwhelming sense of dread. After a chilling encounter with a mysterious man named Jin, she learns that her psychic abilities are awakening—and that sinister forces are hunting her. As Mei delves into mind cultivation to harness her powers, she uncovers hidden truths about her abilities and a shadowy cult intent on exploiting them. With each new lesson, she faces terrifying visions that blur the line between reality and nightmare. Determined to master her gifts, Mei must confront her deepest fears and confront the cult before they unleash a darkness that could consume her—and the world. In a race against time, she discovers that true strength lies within, but embracing it may come at a devastating cost.

He felt the chill of frigid hands enveloping his waist. He shivered— but he clung to him. "You mean everything to me, and my heart is forever connected to yours." he continued, "My heart is of your belonging. If yours feel lonely and lifeless, you can just take mine whole." He felt like he'd heard this before.