Unwind

Reborn in flesh, no longer the same, A man now woman, with a different name, a new reality, Struggling to cope, with this new frame, In a world where strength is the ultimate aim. She seeks empowerment, day by day, Embracing her femininity in every way. With each obstacle, she finds her might, Unyielding spirit, shining so bright. In realms of power, where the strong prevail, She chooses courage, to never falter or fail. Her path unwinds, through trials and strife, A warrior woman, in this new life. With every test, her resilience grows, Her voice echoes, through endless flows. No weakness found, in her newfound form, A phoenix risen, to forever storm. ************************************* [A Gender Bender story, also this is my first writing] ___________________________________

Elara Lysander is an ordinary woman navigating the monotony of adulthood. Her way to unwind from all the stress of bills and work? Reading. And her favorite novel as of late has been The Day of Eternal Light, which has been all the rage lately. When the novel ends in a way she doesn't expect--with her favorite character and the novel's villain, Caspian Isyndor's death at the hands of the king and the female lead--Elara is saddened, to put it lightly. She finds herself haunted by a dream of Caspian, and when she goes to reread the book, she doesn't expect the words to glow. She definitely doesn't expect to open her eyes and find Caspian standing over her. She learns he has summoned her after he became aware he was living in a loop and heard her sympathetic voice among the masses of voices. He believes that with Elara's knowledge of the ending he cannot remember, he can gain what he has always wanted--his brother's head on a pike and the kingdom of Isyndor in his hands where he believes it belongs. Only after she has helped him achieve this will he send her home. As Elara is thrust into this world of magic and intrigue, she discovers Caspian is not the heartless man he presents himself to be. As they tread the uncertain path filled with dark creatures, political intrigue, and the ever-present threat of his brother's wrath, Elara must face the music: will she be able to turn the tide and give him the happy ending he deserves, or is fate a collar that cannot be removed?

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

In this present reality where enchantment is bound to the bloodline of a solitary family, Elara Thorne needs just to get away from her predetermination. As the hesitant watchman of the Thorned Crown — an old remnant of untold power — Elara dreams of a day to day existence liberated from obligation, regardless of the ages before her who committed themselves to safeguarding the domain. Yet, as the divine Cover's Blossom draws near, dim powers are attracted to the crown, taking steps to unwind both the realm and its mysteries. Tormented by her family's inheritance, directed by a champion auntie with insider facts of her own, and sought after by a strange sovereign with his own plan, Elara should conclude whether she'll embrace her power — or let the realm tumble to demolish. With partners including her wildly faithful shapeshifter companion and an imperial history specialist, Elara's process will uncover stowed away insights, prohibited wizardry, and the tough ties of devotion. In a test of skill and endurance, Elara should uncover the genuine expense of using the Thorned Crown and face the old soul that exists in. However long the crown stays in her grasp, she should stand up to the dull destiny bound to her blood... or then again risk all that she loves to liberate herself from it.

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

In the bustling city of London, James Blackwood, a seasoned 49-year-old Metropolitan Police Detective who is haunted by the loss of his wife, finds only solace in his regular bottle of scotch & his work. But when a series of gruesome murders reminiscent of Jack the Ripper start to terrorize the city, he is thrust into a high-stakes investigation that could either save him or push him over the edge. Enter Emily Hart, a bright young woman with a keen interest in solving difficult puzzles, who does an internship at the London Times during the day as part of her study to become a crime reporter, while moonlighting during the weekends as a nightclub dancer as to pay off her student loan. One evening James visits her club to unwind after a long workday & they end up spending one passionate night together after which in the morning they go their separate ways even though they can’t seem to stop thinking about each other. Then another girl has been found brutally murdered & they meet again at a press conference of the police. Despite their age differences & background, they find themselves drawn to each other & as they start to face the darkness together, their connection deepens. While the danger intensifies, they must navigate their growing feelings while confronting their own demons. In the foggy streets of London, where shadows hide secrets and love blooms in the unlikeliest of places, they must race against time to stop a killer who knows no mercy. In a city where history & horror intertwine, can love grow & survive the shadows?

Alex had always been driven, working tirelessly to climb the corporate ladder. Landing a job at Hamilton Corp, the most prestigious company in the city, had been the culmination of all his hard work and sleepless nights. And when he was appointed as the assistant to the company’s president, Drake Hamilton, it felt like a dream come true. Alex couldn’t believe his luck—working alongside a business legend known for his unshakable calm, sharp intellect, and a presence that commanded any room he walked into. But Drake was more than just an intimidating boss. He was an enigma, a man who somehow knew everything happening within the company, often before it even happened. There were whispers among the staff, rumors that seemed too absurd to be true, that Drake didn’t age, that he was rarely seen in the daylight, that his presence felt... different. One late night, after a particularly exhausting day, Alex decided to stop by a quiet bar downtown to unwind. As he took a seat near the back, his eyes caught sight of someone in the shadows—a familiar figure he hadn’t expected to see in a place like this. Drake Hamilton. At first, Alex assumed his boss was just having a late-night drink. But then, he noticed something that sent a chill through him. In the dim light, Drake’s head was tilted, and his mouth was near the neck of the person beside him, a pair of sharp fangs glinting in the shadows. Alex's blood ran cold. He felt his heart thunder in his chest, disbelief settling over him like a fog. He took a shaky breath, whispering to himself as reality sank in. "The president of Hamilton... is a vampire."

Juno, Helga, and Gudrun—three indivisible sisters, bound not as it were by their friendly ties but by a dim bequest covered up in their bloodline. As beneficiaries to the eldest werewolf pack in presence, they are unconscious of the peril that lies ahead in both adore and predetermination. Each sister has her heart captured by a strange wolf, a rebel who goes by diverse names and personas. Small do they know, they are all falling for the same man—Titus, a puzzling and effective solitary wolf with insider facts darker than the shadows that encompass him. As Juno, the red-hot defender, meets him beneath the blood moon, he calls himself Titus. For Helga, the clever strategist, he’s a charming warrior named Kael, whereas for Gudrun, the kind-hearted healer, he’s Lukas, a soft-spoken wanderer. But Titus’ genuine personality isn’t the as it were deception—he harbours a covered-up plan, one that may lead to the unravelling of the sisters' bond and the fate of their pack. When the sisters begin piecing together the lies, their world is tossed into chaos. Loyalties are tried, hearts are smashed, and the old revile tied to their ancestry is stirred. With adversaries closing in, the sisters must stand up to their darkest fears, unwind their destinies, and choose whether to battle for cherish or for survival. Can they reveal the truth some time recently their pack's annihilation is fixed? Or will Titus’ be selling out tear them apart?

Sevi, a computer science student dedicated to fitness, is known among his friends as a "No Girlfriend Since Birth" (NGSB) kind of person. After a workout session, he heads home to unwind with a new game, Vengeance in Progress. Intrigued by its premise of a neglected prince seeking revenge, Sevi begins playing. Just as the game's tension peaks, his laptop glitches and freezes. "Ughh, not again!" Sevi groans, frustrated with his malfunctioning laptop. Suddenly, the screen emits a bright flash, revealing an otherworldly interface that prompts him to select a player. "Wha-- Before Sevi can react, another flash envelops the room. He finds himself in a luxurious medieval setting, dressed as a young duke with a plump figure, silver hair, and purple eyes. Staring at his new reflection in disbelief, he mutters, "No freaking way, I'm actually that fatso in the game." A screen flashes before him: [Once again, welcome to Vengeance in Progress v2, Young master Sevi.] [Capture the hearts of heroines and make meaningful experiences!] "Capture the what?" mass releases randomly ~Short Hiatus [busy with school and sports]~

She absolutely despises their very existence She cannot stand these species called “MEN” Because for her they only want one thing “ I strongly dislike men to my very core, they are all the same, they are predators and they only ever want one thing”.……………………. But deep deep down does Aurora really think that or is it just a naive innocence Or maybe just a facade?……….. Get ready to lose yourself in this heart wrenching story of Jason and Aurora because once he finds her, he’s never going to let go, he will unwind every single layer until she is bare under his gaze “Or so he thought”………… —————————————————- Excerpt: “where is the…………” Auroras voice trailed off seeing Jason stand there looking at her as if he was going to attack her any minute. it was as if she was the prey and he the predator. “you know there is something you have not said yet.” “what do you mean?” Auroras stern voice resonated in the room. “say it” Jason stood infront of the door, whilst he stared at her with an unwavering gaze. The door shut and locked behind him. “say what?, what do you want me to say?” “You know very well Rora, don’t make me come there otherwise you will not like what happens next.” oh she knew what he was talking about, she knew very well. “I don’t know what you are talking about, stop talking to me.” He took some steps closer to her. she quickly made her way towards the door. but try as she might the door was jammed. “Looks like I have a little wild animal loose in the castle who loves to run and play hide and seek.” She turned towards him. “Actually your right because when the predator is that hideous is it not obvious that the innocent animal would want to hide.” she smirked an evil one at him.

caution: R-18 substance) *NO MAJOR Misconception* *Solid FEMALE LEAD "Consider it, you do not have anything to lose after you marry me. I'm appealing, awesome in bed. I can cook, handle errands and in specific I'm committed." Yan Mei brought down her head and her eyes were some way or another void. "You're a not too bad person, you justify a not too bad life partner, not Satan restore." Yan Mei said as she smiled. Lei Zhao mumbled and raised her jawline so she can investigate his eyes. "Okay, I'm not joking. I have to be marry you with the objective that I can ruin you. I got to see you smile like that day at the club, I realize you do not review me however since I saw you that day, I ensure myself to fulfill this woman. I got to protect you and defend you from the storm. Moreover, I would or maybe not see that irritation in your eyes. Permit me to fulfill you Alright?" Yan Mei's heart suddenly avoided a pound, no one at any point said that he will over-indulge her and defend her not to specify protect her from the deluge. She has been hurt and all she needs is to develop her control with the objective that she can major ranges of quality for be revenge be that as it may directly some person said he will defend her. In spite of the reality that she realized it was imposter, she had a inspiration to assent to this suggestion. She chuckled at herself when she caught on she was considering almost his suggestion. Men will allure you with words and by the day's conclusion, drop you into the pit of wretchedness. Yan Mei realized this the foremost troublesome way conceivable, no she won't confront this challenge once more. ** Lei Zhao took a gander at the youthful woman who was crying and his heart harmed. His principal reason for being in this relationship is to fulfill her in any case by and by he has failed. He felt like some person has dropped a major stone on his heart, he was incapable to unwind. He steadily walked towards Yan Mei and maneuvered her into his arms. "Meimei, If you don't mind acknowledge my statements of regret," he communicated gently as in spite of the fact that he was on edge almost the plausibility that that the basic sound of his voice will alert her. Seeing that the woman in his arms was hyperventilating from crying Lei Zhao got startled. He raised her head and caught her lips. he continuously kissed her as in spite of the fact that he required to etch her want for his soul. Yan Mei expanded her eyes when she caught on that Lei Zhao was kissing her. She lifted her hand and endeavored to drive him absent in any case Lei Zhao held her hand and created the kiss. Yan Mei who was contradicting out of no place turned out to be sensitive and stopped fighting. Lei Zhao was misplaced in excitement, basically a single bit of this woman causes him to let totally go. he taken after the kiss to her neck as he sucked to some degree. Yan Mei moaned inenchant, "mmhmm...." Lei Zhao groaned when he listened her. He scooped her into his arms and walked towards the room. ***** Yan Mei has reliably acknowledged that reverence may be a trap within the wake of getting harmed by the individual she cherished the foremost. From that point forward her heart has changed into ice. She trusts that as long as she doesn't drop head over heels she will not get harmed within the future. Lei Zhao is the Chief of Interstellar corps the most arrive organization in the nation. He misplaced his kin in a disaster and his way better half cleared out him that exceptionally day. From that point forward he became apathetic with respect to everything around him.

There's something there, wasn't before. the shadows knock on every door. My fears unlocked, nowhere to hide. Under the sun, the gears unwind. The darkness creeps, the clock had moved. The stars align, the seal removed. The fates of all, strung by a key, The witch controls my destiny. Prologue: In a far off village near the shores of Khyreene, there is a legend about a love of a witch and a chief of a village. The villagers did not believe in their love and thought that their leader was under a spell. So they burned the witch when the moon was at its fullest and the sky was red. The chief woke up because he had heard a cry of pain. Finding out that it was his lovers, he cursed his own village and left. Soon the village caught on fire and burned till there was none left on the land but ashes. They soon left and settled down in the forest, not realizing that there was an extra little girl because many have been lost, And that the blood of the witch still continues… 00000 This is the story of a young boy whose purpose in life may be more than what it seems. A mysterious past, a misunderstood boy, an uncontrolled power, and a journey by which he stands between death and hell... ~//~//~//~ (ps. the twins are 15. And this story was made when I was young. Like really really young. I was in elementary) . . . Want to guilt me with Sun God Scriptures to continue writing this book? Support me on patreon.com/thegirlwithcurls . Just tell me that you want me to continue this book so I'd know which one you want me to continue (I've got several novels you see ?)

"No emotion, no movement. Her deep brown eyes just staring in the vast disconsolate and gloomy void..." Shini Tore Later Realises that she no longer is in the year 2020 but in the year 2320 and in a different body, the body of Dai Itsumi. Her Husband, from her Forced Arranged Marriage, is No other than The CEO of the future's largest cooperation, Hikari Jeng. Their Story About Hatred changed to Love would get you goosebumps. Unwind yourself and get ready to jump into the train of reading adventures.

Meet Kim Hana , an assasin working under a mafia group which wants something which the whole world is after. Seok Joon , CEO of a famous luxury brand - Clair , is using this position as facade for his actual profession. Acting as his assistant, Kim Hana tries to find out about the secret for which she is sent here. But in the middle of this spying , she feels herself falling for him . Will she betray him , and tell the secret to the group ? or Will she let the ship of love sail ? What is his actual profession ? Come ahead and take a look at the story to know the truths it unwinds ! ◇Cover is edited by me , but the original credit goes to its creator . ◇Instagram account - blacck_rose23 ◇discord server - https://discord.gg/fSp9fM4xAH

/Intro/ I fell in love with her smile because it was odd- her words were sweet, but she looked strange. Her smile would unwind once she was alone, her eyes narrowed in tiredness, her legs looked weak, her arms almost dropping her books, and her stomach growling out of hunger, but- around others, she played the part of a hero with a smile. She saved many, helped others, defended herself, and took care of everyone, no matter what. She acted one way but was another- everyone saw her as a perfect doll, but I only saw a broken girl giving a smile for everyone because it brightened their days- her smile made them happy, and it made her happy too. He wasn't like regular people; he didn't push me aside- he kept me close. He wanted to hear me, see the real me, and that scared me. He was able to tell the truth, see what others didn't, fight for what he wanted or knew what was right, no matter what I did- he always saw the happiness... why was he ok with being rejected? Why was he ok with pushing me over the finish line? Why was he ok with losing? Why was he ok with anything I said? Why was he ok with me yelling at him? Why was he ok with me? Why did he want me? *First Glance* {|Warning: This story contains tough topics of suicide, abuse, mental illnesses, self-harm, s*xual talk, misleading ideas of romance, lgbtq, alcohol, drugs/overdosing, rape, trauma, etc. If you have a tough time with these topics- please stray away from this book. Rated PG +13.|} Extra Information: I did not create the graphic used for this story- my best friend made it, @dani_tales4u designed it. (Check her out on Wattpad because she is a really good writer!:) *Sorry I can't link her profile- It won't let me.*

When Series # 1 Kaireen already knew the truth but the thing she want to know is who. Who was there beside her that night? Dalawang lalaki na ang nagsabi na wala silang alam kung sino ang tinutukoy niya. She even went out of the country to unwind her mind and self and after years... Hahanapin pa bah rin niya ang lalaking gusto niyang makilala? O baka wala lang talaga siyang alam na ang lalaking matagal na niyang gustong makita ulit ay nasa harapan na niya. 'When everything changed, my love for you won't fade and that's my promise my love'

" Waiter, please give me another one". Handling my glass to the bartender giving him a seductive smile. Gracious glory what am I doing anyway? While massaging my head and let go a sigh, I just tried to make fun of myself being away to all those unbearable problems and unwinding myself is such an honor to do so. I was about to extend my hand so that l can get the glass of tequila I ordered earlier when a man wearing blue jeans and gray t-shit with his perfect broad masculine shoulder then carrying a manly scent stood infront of me then grab my hands and pulled me out in the bar without hesitation. This is ridiculous, is he real? Why am I not even letting go of his hands I don't know him. But, why am I feeling that I know him for a long time. I asked myself. " God Louise your drank that's why your imagining weird things" drone on myself in a small voice. Maybe because of the six shots that's why I'm hallucinating, then the punk monkey I know is part of my hallucination. Uttered to my mind. "Would you please let go of my hands", trying to get off from him but his so strong. And I'm shouting so loud for him to hear me. Everyone in the bar is staring at us, I got to rolled my eyes. Seriously? Can somebody tried to help me but of course I'm just talking to myself again tho. I think sooner or later I'll become a crazy bratty here . Still, back to the issue what's with them? Hello, I'm being abducted by someone tried to help. I uttered it to myself again. "Hey man, don't force her if she doesn't like you then let go". A man with a leather jacket says while tapping the shoulder of this nobody. When the man looked at me I suddenly give him a tender look, so that he knows that I'm the victim that being abducted by this hotty punk awts . "Do you know him miss"? I wag my head as fast as I could. But I guess that was a wrong moved, he slowly face me with his dark aura and from my toe upward to my veins got shivers and I guessed I'm already sobber. "A-albert". Small utter. "What do you think your doing Amara Louise Smith", ? Through that words I felt numb, I wasn't seeing anyone but only him. Only Albert Patterson, the man of my dreams and now I'm caught. Caught in his arms again.

Astrid doesn't have a scene to shoot today so she decided to go to the mall to shop and unwind While walking, suddenly an arm enveloped her waist and gently pulled her closing the distance between them, due to the shock she unconsciously faced the person who did that to her and she immediately realized how close their face was "Robin! What are you doing there might be some paparazzi here" She said but the man just smirked on her not breaking their contact. After a while the man spoke "Well if they caught us like this would it be favorable for me since I can now announce that you're mine"

In a world full of magic and where imagination reigns, can a scholar of Science survive and maintain her sanity? Meet Aurora Isla Mondragon, a successful Doctor of Medicine, a brilliant scholar, and a strong-willed woman. After getting an opportunity to finally relax and unwind, her vacation goes awry and she's thrust into another world. Follow how Aurora copes in what seems a magical adventure when all her life she's relied on facts and truths based on science. Maybe this is just what the Doctor needs? Come with me and let's find out together. ************** Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any name of persons, places, or events found in this book is not meant to relate to names found in the real world. P.S. Please do not copy anything from this book. Writing anything is no joke fellas, so please respect the author and don't plagiarize. Thank you. Best of luck, Iris

A sweet love story with a flash of past and present. Anxi was the express of cloud high school with her four devils she ruled over it. as the story unwinds each charter and their interesting past will be reviled. with a sweet tooth love story and depressing past. what happens if they were given another chance to start over again. sit back and enjoy the love story

I asked "you'd be okay with other people seeing me naked?" And he replied, "no, I will let them watch me claim you as mine and own every inch of your body. They would watch my cock fill every one of your holes and then watch you cry because of how hard you came, and then I'll fucking kill them."

Seal, a twenty year old man with a troubled past is still searching for answers from that day. Longing to catch a glimpse of the light at the end of the tunnel.

A man discovers his distaste for society and challenges an authoritative elite underground organization. Vicious is the man who goes by Eric York. Eric York, considered to be the last true western gunslinger, finds himself in terrible situations and his arrogance leads him to make even worse decisions. Murder, theft, arson, are the quintessential Biblical rules to Eric. Nothing is outside of his reach, and everything he does is for his own personal gain.

"Man, I've been having a blast playing Roblox today! It's been a great way to unwind." "Whoa, what's this? 'Cursed Battleground'? It looks kinda sketchy, but hey, let's give it a shot." "Haha, these bugs are crazy, but I can't stop playing! It's like a weird rollercoaster ride through glitches and mayhem." "Finally, a curse mark! I've been hunting these for hours! It's the rarest thing I've encountered in this game." "Wait, where am I? What happened to my room? This doesn't look anything like home." "And what the heck am I now? I feel... different, like I'm not even human anymore."

Zee, a talented graphic designer gets a chance to represent her company at a competition in Malaysia. This is a chance for her to finally have fun and unwind with her team. But, what happens when they are teamed up with BTS, her favourite K-Pop group and even more so when she gets close to the leader of the group.

Joseph of Rakhtar tribe finds a rusty iron ball while trying to save an old man from assassins. Little did he know that the iron ball contained unimaginable secrets that could even shake the foundation of their very existence. Read the adventure of Joseph and his new friend- the talking sphere named Mogu as they try to unwind the secrets behind the sphere. Would Joseph be able to unravel the mysteries? How his own very existence is connected to the dots? Do the killers of his father and the ones who massacred his tribe have some connection to it?

A World of survival. Join Baldur and his companions as they take the battle back to the ones who almost eradicated the humans and destroyed much of the other races. What journey will unfold for the crew and how many tragedies may befall them in this unwinding tale.

The son of a falling family dies. He wakes up in the unwinding world. Reborn as a figment. Existing in a state both between and beyond life and death. Now he must battle horrors beyond imagination and invaders from the lucid realms. Struggling to survive and grow. Forced to build his strength lest his little flame of life be blown out. His assessment of the situation: "Meh...At least I'm out of that toxic situation back home."

Are you a vivid dreamer? Ever got stuck in a dream that you couldn't escape? Here is a story that will keep you on your feet. Silently walk with Mary as she tries to unwind from the twisted depth of her odd dreams while the dream hunter is on the chase to get her. Sleep and Sweet dreams.

Everyone wanted to at least have a break or perhaps a vacation that will help them unwind. Except to her. Irish unwillingly joined her best friend unexpected vacation galore. There she met a man, a suicidal man whom she save along the shore. What will happen then if fate tangled them on a romantic action vacation scenario? Does love find it's way to reunite hearts who happened to lost the way? or a miracle would come and save the day?