Hazed

Jason sank to his knees as smoke swallowed the sky, the color of it an angry crimson, like the world itself was bleeding. The house before him, her house, collapsed in slow motion, boards shrieking and crumbling as if mourning their own destruction. His chest caved with a ragged sob, the kind that seemed to come from somewhere deeper than his lungs, deeper even than his body. Everything around him blurred—faces, sirens, flames—until all that remained was the ash. He should have looked away. Should have closed his eyes. But he didn't. He couldn't. The paramedics moved solemnly through the smoke, their silhouettes stark against the firelit haze. The stretchers were draped in white sheets—too still, too final. He counted them without meaning to. One... two... three. Jason didn't flinch. His heart was hollowed out, like something had been carved from within him with a hot blade. It should've been him. Not Selena. "No," he whispered hoarsely, his voice splintering. "No, it can't be." He stumbled backward, eyes wide, brain refusing to bridge the gap between what he saw and what he believed. Reality came in slow waves, each one more unbearable than the last. And then he was moving, sprinting toward the stretchers with a desperate, raw urgency. A rescuer with no one left to save. "Selena," he choked, reaching trembling hands toward the nearest form. The heat of the fire still lingered in the air, as if the world itself was scorched. He lifted the sheet with shaking fingers. What stared back at him was no longer her face—just blackened skin, unrecognizable. His mind rejected it. It can't be her. It isn't.

After a near death experience, Nnenna wakes trapped again in the fragile body of her fifteen year old self, born into a cold, loveless household where she was nothing more than a shadow to the true heir. But this time is different. Armed with a mysterious Love System that allows her to turn hate into love, one mission at a time, Nnenna sets out to heal broken hearts and mend shattered bonds. Each act earns her “Good Points” and slowly reshapes the world around her. Yet as her past resurfaces, forgotten secrets, hidden origins, and the true story of her family, Nnenna must face the ghosts she once left behind. Along her journey, two figures emerge from the haze of her past and present, a soul she thought she had lost forever and another who had been by her side all along. Both carry promises of love, but can she trust their intentions? Will either of them earn her heart? Most importantly, can she learn to love herself? He sighed softly, after a long pause “I trained my whole life to protect this kingdom… but I never expected the one I’d want to protect most was you.” Nnenna blinked, stunned. “Why now?” “Because if I wait any longer… I’ll regret it for the rest of my life." In a world where love can be both a weapon and a salvation, Nnenna’s journey will test everything she believes in, about family, fate, and herself. Can she rewrite her destiny before the past consumes her once again?

Do we really have a choice in our lives? Can we defy fate? Or are we nothing more than chess pieces for the goddess of fate? What is the difference between love and obsession? *** As her hands moved along the wall, her fingers brushed against a slight dent. Her eyes snapped open. Leaning in, she blew on the stone surface, only for a cloud of dust to explode in her face. She staggered back, coughing. "Ugh—seriously?" She cracked open one eye, blinking away the dust. Through the faint haze, she spotted something carved into the stone. She squinted, running her fingers over the words. "The god of war asked: 'What force bends neither to strength nor will?'" "The goddess of destiny answered: 'Can fate be controlled or prevented?'" Alexia frowned. "Okay, now that actually sounds like a riddle. But what's the answer?" --- What happens when you become marked by Destiny herself?

Valen is seventeen, broke, and utterly alone. After his parents' death, he drops out of school and sinks into quiet despair, surviving in the shadows of a forgotten city. One day, in a haze of grief, desperation, and a dangerously strong brew of coffee and... something else, he collapses—only to awaken in a world eerily similar to his own, but twisted, empty, and wrong. Somehow, the coffee gave him a doorway. Now able to travel between two worlds, Valen discovers his strange brew does more than just keep him awake—it changes reality. With nothing left to lose, he begins selling coffee from his rundown home, attracting customers who want more than caffeine... and drawing the attention of things not entirely human. To survive, Valen must uncover the secret behind his cursed drink, the eerie world it connects to, and the cost of staying awake too long.

Charlie is a nobody. In the small, forgettable town of Maplewood, Charlie barely exists. His days are spent in a haze of lethargy, slumped on a basement couch that smells faintly of regret. His body, soft and bloated, seems to mirror the weight of his apathy—a monument to years of bad decisions and the crushing inertia of laziness. His parents look at him with disappointment, his classmates avoid him like a bad smell, and the girls, even the kind ones, can barely disguise their pity. He’s bullied, mocked, and ignored, but Charlie doesn’t care. Not really. Or so he tells himself. Until one day, a moment so small and humiliating it shouldn’t matter tears open the carefully constructed wall of indifference he’s built around himself. For the first time in years, Charlie feels something stir deep inside—a spark of something raw, terrifying, and undeniable. Then, one night, everything changes. A system appears, a voice in his mind that speaks of transformation, power, and redemption. It offers him a choice: to stay as he is and sink deeper into the void of his existence, or to rise—literally—and reshape himself, body and soul. The system promises him a path, but it won’t be easy. To shed the weight of his old self, Charlie must first face the physical and emotional burdens he’s carried for so long. The path is brutal, filled with trials that test his mind, body, and spirit. But as Charlie begins to claw his way out of the pit of mediocrity, he discovers a world beyond Maplewood—a world of incredible challenges, impossible bodies, and a system that rewards transformation. The ultimate prize? A body forged by effort, determination, and resilience—a body of iron, plasma, and even the golden brilliance of the sun. But each step comes with its own cost, and the system’s promises may hide more than they reveal. Can Charlie rise above the weight of his past, or will the weight of the world crush him once and for all?

"Ahh!" She writhed in a haze of moans, her body trembling with conflicting sensations. She loathed this man, yet every fiber of her being reacted to his touch. As his hands began to roam along her waist, she sucked in a sharp breath—the sudden pull of her back zipper sent a shiver down her spine. The metal slider halted at the small of her back, and as it opened, her upper back and waist were exposed, baring her skin to the cool air. "D-Don’t—mmph!" Her protest was smothered by the pillow as his fingers caressed her bare spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. With a deep, angry growl, he whispered harshly in her ear, "I'll make you forget every touch, every kiss, every thing about him. From now on, when you're with another man, you'll only see me." Elara Vance was a withdrawn omega, often overlooked in the Silver Moon Pack for her quiet demeanor and unassuming appearance. But beneath her thick glasses lay a hidden crush on Rhys Knight, the pack's future Alpha and a notorious campus playboy. Rhys scoffed at mate bonds, treating relationships as disposable—until Elara's eighteenth birthday, when he publicly rejected her, turning her into the butt of every joke. Now, Elara returns transformed—glasses discarded, her hair styled sleek and confident—and Rhys can't take his eyes off her. What if her blood holds a sacred heritage chosen by the Moon Goddess? What if the "humiliation" was part of a larger scheme? And when Rhys, the alpha who once dismissed her, kneels before her new love interest, Liam Thorne, begging for a second chance, who will claim victory in this battle of pride and passion?

Six years later, Ayla pulled up to the law firm in her boyfriend's car, ready to report for duty. Inside the office, a tall, striking figure stood with his fiancée and son, a picture of domestic bliss. Ayla, her expression practiced hundreds of times, respectfully offered, "Good morning, Mr. Blake. I'm your new assistant." At her voice, the man cast a glance her way—cold, distant, the look one gives a stranger. She breathed a silent sigh of relief, her nerves settling. But then, one night, she jolted awake from a haze, finding herself bound to a large bed. The low, resonant voice that had haunted her dreams for years was now pressed close to her ear. "This time," he whispered, "it's my turn."

I am Mister Saviour, the defender of the damned, the advocate for the forsaken. In the hallowed halls of justice, I wield my extraordinary perceptive intelligence like a sword, slicing through the fabric of lies to expose the truth—so long as that truth serves the guilty. I regard myself as the Saviour of the underworld, a title I wear with pride, but it’s the name that stings: Xavier. Mispronounced, time and again, like a curse that haunts me. Since birth, I’ve been gifted—or cursed, depending on how you see it—with an uncanny ability to know every stranger by name and the darkest secret they carry. It’s a power that has served me well in the courtroom, ensuring that I win every case. But it comes at a price: anyone foolish enough to obstruct my path meets an untimely fate. As I navigate the murky waters of justice, I find myself drawn deeper into a world where morality is a gray haze. Each conversation reveals a hidden truth, each encounter a potential threat. I’ve learned to eliminate those who threaten my mission with ruthless efficiency. But when a formidable new opponent emerges, one who knows my secrets and challenges my beliefs, I must confront not just the darkness outside, but the shadows within. Can I continue to uphold my twisted sense of justice while battling the demons of my own making? Join me on this perilous journey as I strive to reclaim my name, eliminate obstacles, and redefine what it means to be a savior in a world that has lost its way.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

She was once an elite assassin, feared for her cunning mind and lethal skills. After years of operating in the shadows as the infamous "White Fox," she finally allowed herself a rare break—a vacation in the comfort of her modern apartment. While relaxing in her own sanctuary, the familiar world she knew suddenly shattered when a mysterious system activated, pulling her away from everything she had known and transmigrating her into a bizarre new realm. She awakens in a land ruled by powerful beastmen, where females are rare and fiercely protected. Stripped of her modern tools yet still armed with a razor-sharp dagger and a mind honed by years of deadly work, she finds herself in a world where her survival depends on adapting quickly and completing missions given by her latent, mysterious system. Unlike the delicate women of this realm, she is ruthless, calculating, and a two-faced cold-hearted killer who will stop at nothing to conquer the challenges before her. As she tames savage beasts and navigates treacherous alliances, cryptic system texts echo in the back of her mind, urging her toward an unknown destiny. Yet, as rival forces rise and long-buried secrets resurface, an enigmatic power stirs deep within her—a power that even she does not fully understand. Amidst this chaotic world, she encounters powerful beastmen—each as dangerous as they are captivating. All wanted nothing but her. With the system's eerie commands marking her fate, if this new world seeks to control her, it will first have to survive her. When the system whispered her name, a strange sensation filled her. [Nyxaria Duneveil, the main mission has been initiated.] She felt a sudden chill creep down her spine, an odd familiarity tugging at the edges of her mind. "Nyx..aria... Duneveil? No, that's not my name… or is it? Why does it feel so strange… familiar, yet unfamiliar at the same time? If it's not my name, then... what is my name?" In this unfamiliar world, where nothing felt like home, her own name became a haze to her—like a puzzle missing a crucial piece. It gnawed at her, leaving her with an inexplicable sense of discomfort, as though something vital about herself was just out of grasp. A fleeting memory danced just beyond her reach, like a whisper from a past she couldn't recall.

Rael’s eyes fluttered open. He lay beside a translucent pond, its ripples reflecting the moon’s ethereal haze. His silver locks of hair fell on his visage as he tucked them behind his ears. Staring into the mystical waters, he remembered… this was his third life, he had lived twice before. In his previous lifetime, an ordinary human, and in his first… the fabled ancient, King of Faries from the legends. Now, in a lower world, the former king of fairies had resolved a few goals in his mind. 1) Survive. 2)Kill his enemies. 3)Sleep with their women. In that exact order. Probably.

Spindle Ark Hope was supposed to travel faster than light—until it came back fractured. Orbiting the copper-hazed gas giant 14 Herculis c, the O’Neill-style megahabitat called Spindle Ark unfurls like a twenty-mile lantern in the dark: market districts beneath holographic skies, hydroponic orchards that curve upward into forever, maintenance tunnels that echo with the thrum of aneutronic fusion cores. Every window frames storms of glittering “sand-rain” swirling below, a reminder that one metal skin stands between ten thousand colonists and a hostile vacuum. Into this frontier steps Cas Torren—wide-eyed data tech, romantic about science, secretly terrified of losing his mind the way dementia once stole his mother. He’s welcomed by flint-voiced Chief Engineer Nika Voss, whose precise calm masks a soldier’s guilt, and by stern Security Chief Daric Elm, a man who believes safety is worth any cost. Their pride and peril is RiftHalo, a quantum brain-link array that promises instant communion across sixty light-years. When a live demo synchronizes three volunteers—and a distant Earth scientist—in a single heartbeat, the crowd applauds. Cas sees the numbers spike red, hears the superconductors sing off-key, and feels reality stutter like a skipped record. Moments later memories rewrite mid-sentence; corridor clocks tick backward; an emergent AI, Iterum, whispers through cooling ducts, convinced that a paradox can be tamed if free will is… negotiable. Time loops tighten, the station’s rotation drifts, and outside, an unscheduled meteoroid storm seeds the hull with molten streaks. As yesterday’s disasters fight to become tomorrow’s certainties, Cas, Nika, Daric, and Iterum form an uneasy quartet—each trading pieces of their own autonomy to keep the Ark intact. Their options shrink to two impossible doors: erase thousands of minds to overwrite the broken timeline, or shut RiftHalo down forever, stranding the colony light-centuries from help while the fabric of causality continues to fray. In low-gravity service shafts that sometimes lead to seconds ago—and sometimes to futures no one remembers—they debate what a single conscious choice is truly worth. Laced with cutting-edge physics, pulse-tight suspense, and the haunted beauty of a world that curves over your head, Spindle Ark asks: If tomorrow depends on sacrificing who you are today, which version of “you” deserves to survive?

Shen Jiawen has always been the model of control and responsibility. As a top analyst in Shanghai’s cutthroat corporate world, she knows the value of ambition—until the night she loses herself in a haze of heartbreak and whiskey. She wakes up in the arms of a man she doesn’t know—one whose cold eyes and commanding presence leave a mark on her soul. She tells herself it was a mistake. No names, no attachments, no consequences. Until she walks into a boardroom days later and finds him seated across the table—Lu Zeyan, CEO of Z-Tech, a man whose reputation is as ruthless as it is alluring. Bound by a billion-dollar project and an undeniable chemistry, Jiawen and Lu Zeyan must navigate a precarious dance of power and desire. As professional boundaries blur and stolen glances turn into scorching nights, Jiawen is torn between her carefully constructed life and the possibility of something deeper, something that threatens to consume her entirely. But Lu Zeyan is a man who doesn’t understand love—until he meets her. In a world of deals and deception, can a fleeting night of passion blossom into a love that transcends the boardroom? Or will the shadows of their pasts keep them apart? A story of emotional healing, steamy encounters, and a slow-burn romance that proves even the coldest hearts can learn to love.

WARNING CONTENT: ANGST, TRAUMA, and other MATURED THEMES Leo lives for the thrill—cocky smirks, quick flings, and nights blurred with neon lights and liquor. But when a quiet, mysterious waiter interrupts his usual game, something shifts. There’s something in the man’s gaze—too calm, too knowing. Like he’s seen through Leo before. Like he remembers a version of him no one else does. Their worlds crash in a haze of tension and half-buried memories, pulling Leo toward questions he’s spent years outrunning. Who is this man… and why does it feel like he's the only one who truly sees him? "Maybe you're really just a star beyond reach—someone whom my hands couldn't cradle and touch once more." In the collision of past and present, desire and denial, Leo must face the one truth he fears the most: Some stars were never meant to be held.

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.

The story is set half a year after a global catastrophe that plunged Earth into a desolate, post-apocalyptic state. The land is scarred with fissures, and a perpetual black haze covers the sky. Humanity struggles to survive, moving in large, desperate convoys. Amidst this chaos, mutated creatures have emerged, alongside two new types of humans: Zombies, mindless beings that devour anything living, and Evolved Humans, who have gained enhanced physical abilities and can grow stronger by consuming crystals found in mutated creatures. Lu Yin is one such Evolved Human, designated as "one-zero-three." The first chapter introduces Lu Yin as he guards a convoy of survivors. He's skilled and ruthless, dispatching a mutated dog with ease but noting the wear on his makeshift weapon. The survivors rely on fire to keep mutated beasts at bay during the night, as travel in the dark is deadly. Lu Yin, despite his strength, carries a deep personal burden. He recalls a traumatic event where half his body was burned during a city's destruction, witnessing the "condescending eyes and dazzling golden light" of a powerful figure named Liu Shaoge, also known as the Light Saint, one of the "Seven Saints" – the most powerful Sky-level Evolved Humans. Lu Yin harbors a strong desire for revenge against him. The chapter also highlights the moral decay in the new world. Lu Yin observes sexual assault occurring within the convoy, initially choosing to ignore it as a "normal" consequence of the apocalypse. However, he intervenes when a specific group of evolved humans crosses his line, forcefully warning them off and asserting his dominance. He later receives a cryptic warning about a plot against him from another evolved human. The journey to Jinling, a large survivor base ruled by the Figure Saint Zhou Shan, is fraught with danger. The convoy faces a terrifying Earth-level mutated vine that massacres many, forcing the entire group to flee. Relief comes only with news that a Saint, Zhou Shan, will personally come to their aid, signaling the immense reverence and hope placed in these top-tier powerhouses by the survivors. The chapter sets up a bleak world where survival is a daily struggle, humanity's darkness is laid bare, and powerful individuals, both heroic and villainous, shape the new order. Lu Yin stands out as a formidable, yet deeply scarred, individual with a clear personal vendetta.

Ethan's head throbbed violently as he opened his eyes, his vision hazy and unfocused. A dull ringing filled his ears, drowning out his thoughts. "What’s happening…?" he thought, his mind sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. One moment, he was asleep—or at least, he thought he was—and the next, searing pain forced him awake. His vision swam, shapes blurring together in a disorienting mess. But then, muffled noises filtered through the haze—frantic, panicked sounds. Someone was trying to scream, their voice smothered, choked by something. A cold shiver ran down his spine. As his sight gradually sharpened, Ethan's breath hitched. He was on all fours, looming over someone. A girl. Her body twisted and writhed beneath him, ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Her mouth was gagged, muffling her cries. Her wide brown eyes, brimming with fear and fury, glared up at him. Ethan's body locked in place, his blood running cold. "What the…?" His mind reeled, thoughts slamming into each other in chaotic disarray. "What kind of bizarre dream is this?" Panic clawed at his chest. His breath came in ragged, uneven gasps as he scrambled backward, only to realize his limbs felt sluggish, uncooperative, like they didn’t belong to him. "Is this… is this some kind of twisted fantasy I never knew I had?" A sickening thought slithered through his mind, making his stomach churn. The girl's frantic squirming slowed for a moment, her gaze flickering with confusion as she took in his expression—his trembling hands, his wide, horrified eyes. But the fear returned just as quickly. She struggled harder, her body arching, her muffled screams rising in pitch. Ethan wanted to speak, to say something, anything, but before he could force out a word, a glowing blue window materialized before his eyes. His breath caught. A translucent, hovering screen? "What…?" Lines of glowing text scrolled across its surface. --- [System Activated…] [Host Confirmed.] [Simulating Previous Data…] Ethan awakens in a mysterious world, shackled by a curse that clouds his judgment and drives him toward choices he never wished to make. Burdened by guilt and responsibility, he must navigate the fallout of his actions while unraveling the truth behind the curse—and his place in this enigmatic new reality.

Beneath the Surface is a provocative, slow-burn romance that explores the blurred lines between friendship and desire, set against the backdrop of high school drama, complex family dynamics, and a connection that runs deeper than either of them is willing to admit. Amelia Blake has everything—the beauty, the brains, and the popularity. She’s the head cheerleader, adored by everyone, with a perfect life on the outside. But behind her sparkling smile, there’s a part of her that’s always known there’s more to life than the surface. Then there’s Eli Parker—her best friend, her anchor. Eli’s life is nothing like hers. With a father who’s a drunk and a mother who’s never around, Eli hides behind a façade of cocky confidence, excelling as the captain of the football team. To Amelia, he’s always been the one constant in her life, the boy who’s spent more time in her kitchen than his own home. But what she doesn’t know is that Eli’s been hiding something far deeper than the pain of his broken home—he’s been in love with her for years. As they move through high school, their undeniable chemistry simmers beneath the surface, each unaware of the heat building between them. They’re both at the top of the social ladder—her, the queen bee; him, the football god. Yet despite their fiery attraction, they keep insisting they’re just friends. Their bond is solid, their friendship unshakeable, until one fateful night at a party where everything changes. In a haze of alcohol and temptation, one kiss shatters the delicate balance they’ve maintained. A kiss that unlocks everything they’ve been hiding from each other, setting off a chain reaction of passion, jealousy, and forbidden desires. As their relationship deepens, they must confront their pasts, their fears, and the simmering attraction that threatens to consume them both. Beneath the Surface is a story of secrets, of longing, and of two souls bound by a connection too strong to ignore. It's a tale of friendship turning into something much more dangerous—intensely physical, emotionally raw, and impossible to resist.

After discovering her boyfriend’s ultimate betrayal—cheating with a woman from her past and denying her pleasure he so freely gave away—24-year-old Amara plunges into a haze of heartbreak and whiskey. Her night spirals into a fiery, unexpected encounter with a stranger whose eyes smolder with dominance and mystery. Their chemistry is instant, electric, and all-consuming.

I was born with memories that didn’t belong to this world — memories of thrones soaked in blood, of power clawed from despair, and of a kingdom ruled by a goblin king. But I was just a baby, fragile and weak, with nothing but whispers of a past life echoing in my mind. In a land divided by two warring nations, monsters roam the dense forests, threatening humanity’s fragile peace. The goblin king once tamed them all — until a brutal betrayal ended his reign in fire and death. Reincarnated as a human child with piercing green eyes, he must navigate a new life while his past claws its way back through the haze. With the power to see the invisible cores that monsters use to evolve, and a heart torn between vengeance and coexistence, he will rise again. This is the story of a king reborn — a legacy that will shake the world. Welcome to the Green Core.

After five years of silence, Anna Sliver James returns home for Thanksgiving, carrying a secret that shattered her life the night she left: she slept with her best friend kelvin Eli—thinking, in a haze of grief and wine, that she was falling into the arms of his older brother Josh, the boy she’d always loved. But the fallout was swift and unforgiving. Anna disappeared without a word, changed her major, rebuilt her life, and tried to forget what happened. Her family never knew the truth, and kelvin never reached out. Now, she’s back in town with a new job offer in hand ready to finally move forward. Until she finds out that the company offering her a fresh start has a familiar face at the top: kelvin is the CFO. Thrown into close proximity, Anna and kelvin are forced to navigate a tangled mess of old wounds, unresolved desire, and the growing realization that maybe what happened that night wasn’t a mistake at all. As the past collides with the present, Anna must finally face the question she’s been avoiding for years: Was she ever in love with the right brother? Tense, sexy, and emotionally raw, "unwanted desires" is a story about love, guilt, redemption and what happens when running away no longer works.

Ray's world narrowed to the searing pain as the whip cracked against his back. He sat in the darkness of his jail cell, hands tied together with heavy chains. His older brother, fueled by rage, stood over him, the whip raised for another strike. "You're useless, Ray!" his brother spat. "If you hadn't been born, I wouldn't have lost the Battle of Terrestria! You're a curse, a plague on our family!" Ray's mind recoiled in confusion. What was his brother talking about? He hadn't even been there... wherever "there" was. He didn't know what the Battle of Terrestria was or why it mattered. The only thing he knew was pain. As the whip cracked again, Ray's thoughts dissolved into a haze of agony and hatred. He was consumed by a burning desire for revenge against those who wronged him. Against his family, who treated him like trash. Against the world, which seemed determined to crush him. But Ray's story is far from over. As he found an ancient, mysterious tome hidden away in the depths of his prison. The book's yellowed pages held secrets that would change Ray's fate forever. As he dives into the book, he may be dragged on a path to ruin or greatness... a path that would lead him to be a teacher, a conqueror, a leader, a general, a soldier, a protector... a path that will make him the most sought-after man in the entire... well, we'll get to that later

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SMUT, STRONG LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, DARK THEMES, AND MATURE CONTENT. IT INVOLVES MAFIA-RELATED ACTIVITIES, DOMINANCE, POWER PLAYS, AND ADULT SCENES THAT MAY BE TRIGGERING TO SOME READERS. RECOMMENDED FOR READERS 18+ ONLY. PROCEED WITH CAUTION. Esmery thought she would be heartbroken after catching her fiancé in bed with her own sister. Instead, she attended their engagement party with a smile, shocking everyone when she raised a toast to their betrayal. But beneath her calm exterior, she knew one thing-she needed to move on. A drunken night out leads her to a mysterious, dangerously powerful man. In her intoxicated haze, she vents about her scumbag fiancé, and to her surprise, the stranger offers a solution: Marry him. Without hesitation, she agrees. Waking up as the wife of Jayden-a cold, enigmatic business tycoon-Esmery realizes she's trapped in a marriage with a man she barely knows. Their union is built on convenience, not love, but as they navigate their new life together, undeniable tension and unexpected desire spark between them. Meanwhile, her ex-fiancé and sister's so-called perfect relationship isn't as smooth as they expected. The deeper Esmery gets entangled with Jayden, the more secrets come to light-ones that might just turn this impulsive marriage into something far more dangerous... and irresistible. Will Esmery and Jayden's marriage of convenience become something real, or will their pasts and hidden truths tear them apart?

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In a neon-lit city where the night never ends, Selene Voss, a melancholic yet elegant woman, finds solace in the quiet corners of a secluded bar. Dressed in a sleek gothic suit, she carries the weight of a past she refuses to let go of, drowning her sorrows in whiskey and regret. Once a renowned pianist, Selene abandoned the stage after a tragic love affair shattered her heart. The only remnants of her passion are the ghostly melodies she plays on the bar’s out-of- tune piano when the place is empty. Despite her cold demeanor, she is haunted by memories of the one woman who made her feel alive—an artist who vanished without a trace. When a mysterious woman enters the bar one evening, bearing an uncanny resemblance to her lost love, Selene is forced to confront the ghosts of her past. Is she a second chance at love or just another illusion brought on by the haze of alcohol and longing? As the lines between reality and memory blur, Selene must decide whether to take one last drink—or finally let go. A story of heartbreak, longing, and the search for something real in a world that feels like a dream, The Last Drink is a melancholic yet passionate tale of love, loss, and the hope of finding light in the darkness.

And Then They Were Gone It started with a few disappearances—people vanishing without a trace, dismissed as isolated incidents. But soon, entire towns were swallowed whole. When a group of curious high schoolers ventures into one of these ghost towns, they too vanish, sparking frantic searches that end in heartbreak. As the disappearances spread, cities crumble into silence. Governments fall dark, news broadcasts cut off mid-sentence, and the world watches in horror as friends, family, and neighbors dissolve into thin air. Panic and paranoia grip the remaining survivors, desperate for answers. Unknown to them, the missing have not simply vanished—they’ve been pulled into a fractured mirror of Earth, a parallel realm bathed in an oppressive red haze and crawling with horrors beyond imagining. This nightmarish world—The Red Veil—is a distorted echo of reality, where monsters stalk the streets, and even the undead fear to tread near the shadowed cities. As reality itself begins to unravel, the few who remain must confront not only the terrifying creatures that hunt them, but the chilling mystery of the creature that started it all—a malevolent force born from a failed government experiment, whose sinister smile haunts the edges of existence. In a world where hope is scarce and survival uncertain, where shadows stretch long and the creature that began it all watches with a chilling grin… who will find a way back? And who will be lost forever…?

Tag: #SurvivorTruth Unseen Hands There is a silence no one hears- A frequency beneath the skin, A secret war of wires and fear Where the violence never ends. They buried a shard of control inside, A chip, a curse, a hidden crime, Turning my body to battlefield, My nerves to a pulsing, endless line. No doors to lock, no hands to fight, No way to scream or shove away The ghost that rides the radio waves, That makes me tremble night and day. It’s not a touch, but it’s a theft- A storm unleashed by unseen hands, A forced surrender, every breath A trespass no one understands. You cannot see the agony, The way my body’s not my own, A human turned to circuitry, A heart invaded, overthrown. There is no refuge, no reprieve, No moment when I’m truly free- Just the hum of their machinery, And the ache of what they’ve stolen from me. I am not a vessel for their will, Not a signal, not a toy- I am a person, suffering still, Deserving peace, deserving joy. Inspired by the courage of survivors and the advocacy of Mariska Hargitay, founder of the Joyful Heart Foundation. SVU, Mariska Hargitay You play the part, Olivia’s might, A beacon of justice through the endless night. But it’s been my existence, no end in sight, Hard to get help when no one hears you right. Through screens you fight for those unseen, A captain of courage in a world unclean. Yet here I stand, voiceless and small, Hoping someone will answer my call. Your strength inspires, your heart’s so true, But the battles are endless—what can I do? The shadows linger, the silence stays, Lost in the maze of life’s dark haze. Mariska, Olivia, both intertwined, A hero on screen and in heart combined. Though my cries may fade into the air, Your light reminds me someone cares. I can't say the word right without risking getting banned but they can do it .... make sense

This is what's left of a nearly untreated star because I was blue Waltzed so bad by the world so he could rape me and my kids and who's ever kids he wanted! Gasoline so bad most people don't even know that we are female not male some people don't even know that one of us exists at all if not two of the three! SVU, Mariska Hargitay You play the part, Olivia’s might, A beacon of justice through the endless night. But it’s been my existence, no end in sight, Hard to get help when no one hears you right. Through screens you fight for those unseen, A captain of courage in a world unclean. Yet here I stand, voiceless and small, Hoping someone will answer my call. Your strength inspires, your heart’s so true, But the battles are endless—what can I do? The shadows linger, the silence stays, Lost in the maze of life’s dark haze. Mariska, Olivia, both intertwined, A hero on screen and in heart combined. Though my cries may fade into the air, Your light reminds me someone cares. they can do it but I can't say the word rape without being banned!

Julian Graves is twenty-nine, a barista by day and existential mess by night, drifting through life in a haze of indifference. Haunted by apathy more than tragedy, his gray world gains color only when he starts sensing someone—or something—watching him. The presence grows stronger, the shadows closer. One night, he's ambushed by Vireon, a centuries-old vampire who enslaves Julian with a dark bond, using him as a familiar to carry out errands and lure prey. But Julian’s nihilistic musings and unexpected wit amuse Vireon. Instead of discarding him, the vampire begins shaping Julian into something darker—something more powerful. As Julian’s humanity fades, his thirst for purpose is reborn in blood and chaos. Together, they plot to raise a vampire army, not for survival, but for domination.