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Zane, Can You hear me?

“Zane, can you hear me?” They said that time heals all wounds. But what if the wound never closes? What if it only deepens? Zane and I were never supposed to happen. I didn’t need saving, and he didn’t need anyone. But somehow, we collided. Maybe it was the silence between us that spoke louder than anything else. Maybe it was the way he’d stare at the world like it didn’t matter, and I’d pretend not to notice, pretending my heart wasn’t breaking every time. It was supposed to be temporary. A fleeting connection. I was never one to give in so easily, especially not to someone like him. But when he was around, the air shifted. The silence no longer felt like something to endure—it felt like something I could almost understand. I never told him I loved him. Not out loud. I kept it buried, hidden behind carefully constructed walls, just as I always had. I didn’t need to say it. He would’ve never understood it anyway. But he was my escape. And I was his. And then, like everything else, he was gone. “Zane, please. Just stay. Please.” But I never said that. I never begged, never showed how badly I needed him to stay. Because I didn’t know how to. Because I thought if I said the words, everything would break. I never let anyone see what was inside, not even him. The day I lost him, something inside me shattered. I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry, not in front of anyone. I stayed silent, like I always had. Because no one could know how much he had meant to me. No one could know that the weight of losing him was too much to carry. He didn’t die because of me. Or at least, that’s what I tell myself. But I can’t shake the feeling that I failed him. I should’ve said something, done something—anything—to stop it. But the truth is, I was never enough to stop him from walking away. “Zane… can you hear me?” I whisper it to myself, late at night, when the world is still, and the pain is loudest. But even then, I don’t let anyone see it. I don’t let anyone know the depth of the void he left behind. No one sees the tears I hide or the pieces of myself I’ve lost along the way. I keep telling myself it’s okay. That I’ll move on, that this is just a phase, that life will keep going. But it doesn’t. Life keeps slipping through my fingers, and nothing feels real anymore. He was my reality, my only truth, and now that he’s gone, I’m left questioning everything I thought I knew. I go on with my days, keeping my head high, pretending that I’m fine. But every step I take feels like I’m walking further away from everything that mattered. And in the quiet moments, when I’m alone with my thoughts, I ask again—“Zane, can you hear me?” But I already know the answer. The world is silent. And so am I.
RoseP_17 · 289 Views

Road to Fear

This is the tale of a man who committed a crime in his lands. He touched Ars and awakened. The leader, in his fury, sent him for his death, but before Charles could process what happened to him or what his power means, a Corrupted Eruption occurred, and the entity Ars chose him as a Challenger. He was given the chance to keep his life, but perhaps death would serve him better than to participate in the worst of the games, manipulated by the hands of his majesty, the one behind the curtains. There, on an island, he would face the darkest of humans and wicked creatures, and to win the game as the sole participant, he would need more than his will and newfound powers. --- What to expect? - You can check the bestiary, characters and map here: https://fear.travelerspentales.com/ - The world is the same as in my other novel, Traveler’s Will. Named Ars. So if you want to understand Awakening, Ars and Eruption better, please check out the main novel. - The MC is an adult. Smart and know how to read people. - First Person Point Of View (my first try). My other novel is Third Person Point of View. - Dark Grim Settings: If you enjoy Dark Souls, Berserk, and Cosmic Horror, then you may enjoy it. - Philosophy and Psychology: I’m a huge fan of Dostoiévski and Robert Musil. While this isn’t the focus, you can expect some snippets about existential turmoil and psychological introspection. - Unique System, known as ‘Ars System.'. Light LitRPG elements included, such as window. - Fast plot with lots of battles against creatures and other people. - No harem. - Not a “huge” story. I aim for about 90 chapters. But if it got readers and I enjoy it, I can continue expanding the story. - Chapter length around 1.5~2.5k words. - Release rate: 2–3 a week. I must be done with it until near the end of the year. - My main focus is still my other novel, Traveler’s Will, so if you want to read more of the Ars World, please give it a chance. It’s a slow-burn fantasy with the first arc already completed.
vorlefan · 1.1K Views

Conquest of Fear

*Warning: Mature Content Ahead* Blocks of rocks plummeted from the sky, mysteriously transforming into stone statues mere minutes later. These enigmatic monuments, known as the Sacred Statues, held an extraordinary power: they could transmute people's deepest fears into extraordinary abilities. Someone terrified of heights found himself soaring to dizzying altitudes, confronting his darkest dread. Another, afraid of isolation, became invisible, doomed to be ignored by all. A person fearful of public scrutiny began to radiate an intense, attention-grabbing glow. And one who dreaded demons found himself bound to that malevolent entity, his worst nightmare incarnate. In a world where terror becomes power, the boundaries between fear and strength are tested. Those who face their fears are granted extraordinary abilities, but at a steep price. For Jax, his greatest fear of souls becomes his darkest reality. To harness the power of the Sacred Statue, he must first conquer his terror and become the very thing he fears, a trial known as the First Trial. Only upon conquering their phobia could they wield their newfound abilities and earn the esteemed title of "Master." As the Sacred Statues continued to fall from the sky, a new era of transformation began. The weak discovered untapped strength, and the powerful became even more formidable, all thanks to the extraordinary gifts bestowed by the mysterious statues. Will Jax overcome his fear and unlock the secrets of the Sacred Statue, or will he succumb to the very terror that haunts him? Can he find a way to wield his newfound power without losing himself to the darkness? Dive into this gripping tale of self-discovery, transformation, and the true meaning of courage.
Jimar_Jemar · 23.4K Views

We are the fear

Hello everyone. I'm the creator of the horror short story collection *We Are the Fear*. For me, creating this work is like embarking on an exciting journey to explore the dark corners deep within the human soul. It's also a fantastical adventure of translating the thrilling inspirations surging in my heart into words. For a long time, the horror genre has had an irresistible appeal to me. The unknown and dangers lurking beneath the surface of daily life always stir up my boundless imagination. Many moments in life, whether it's the eerie shadow cast by an ancient building or the sudden strange sounds in the dead of night, can become the sparks for my creation, lighting the fuse of one terrifying story after another. I'm enthusiastic about excavating the most hidden and fragile parts of human nature. In my opinion, the complexity of human nature is an inexhaustible wellspring for horror stories. Everyone has seeds of fear within. It could be the fear of loneliness, the worry about loss, or the awe of unknown forces. I attempt to amplify these emotions in my works, placing them in extreme situations to showcase the diverse reactions of human nature in the face of fear. Each story in *We Are the Fear* is a painstakingly crafted crystallization of horror. I'm dedicated to creating an atmosphere that can make readers' hearts pound and send chills down their spines. Starting with environmental descriptions, I use delicate strokes to sketch out gloomy scenes, enabling readers to feel as if they're on the scene and experience the chilling sensation that rushes towards them. Then, I delve into the characters' inner worlds, depicting their psychological changes when confronted with horror, so that readers can truly empathize with the characters' fear and despair. When it comes to the narrative rhythm, I strive to achieve a proper balance. I artfully set suspense, keeping readers in a state of high tension and curiosity throughout the reading process, eager to uncover the mystery. And at appropriate times, I slow down the pace, giving readers a brief moment of respite while inadvertently planting new foreshadows to prepare for the next onslaught of fear. I hope this book can bring readers an ultimate horror experience. While reading, they can feel the excitement of an adrenaline rush, and after closing the book, they can sink into profound contemplation about human nature and the unknown. *We Are the Fear* is not merely a collection of stories; it's a testament to my love and pursuit of horror literature. I hope it can touch the unique perception of horror deep within each reader's heart.
Daoist8Sv6wH · 4.2K Views

A Wall Street Genius’s Final Investment Playbook

Ha Si-heon is a brilliant but obsessive Wall Street financier who has built an immense fortune driven by a fear of financial insecurity. After enduring a tragic childhood, losing his mother, and navigating financial ruin with his father during South Korea’s 1997 financial crisis, Si-heon immigrates to the U.S. He fulfills his father’s wish by becoming a doctor but finds himself drawn to the lucrative world of Wall Street. At a top hedge fund, Si-heon leverages his medical expertise to dominate biotech investments, thanks to an unusual ability to predict successful FDA drug approvals. He amasses wealth quickly, yet struggles with a pathological fear of spending money. His relentless pursuit of profit takes a dark turn when he’s diagnosed with idiopathic multicentric Castleman’s disease (iMCD), a rare, life-threatening immune disorder with no cure. His condition worsens despite aggressive chemotherapy, as the lack of research funding for this “orphan disease” leaves him without options. Just as Si-heon faces death, he miraculously awakens to find himself transported 10 years back in time, to the beginning of his career on Wall Street. Realizing he has a second chance, Si-heon is determined to not only reclaim his wealth but also amass enough money to fund a cure for iMCD. The story explores themes of greed, ambition, mortality, and redemption, as Si-heon seeks not just to survive but to redefine the meaning of his life.
Tech_GamerZ · 10.6K Views

Royal Secret: I'm a Princess!

After living as a famous Korean vlogger-slash-mukbanger, Neoma died a (shameful) death and regressed to her tragic first life--- the life where she has to live as a hidden princess with a tyrannical father and a yandere twin brother. She died at the hands of her psycho brother in her first life. But luckily, she charmed her "big brother" this time. Her father remains a sc*mbag, though. But a blessing in disguise happened when her twin brother got "sick." Because of that, she has to pretend as the "Crown Prince," forcing her father to treat her well. She thought she was finally on the road to becoming a lady of leisure. But, despite her laziness, she still ends up completing royal duties that put her closer to the throne than her sick twin brother. The next thing she knew, they already prophesied her to be the first empress of their very patriarchal empire. Now Neoma finds herself in the middle of the succession war she never wanted to be involved in! *** [EXCERPT 1] “Neoma de Moonasterio, the first princess of Moonasterion Empire. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero’s proxy.” [The hell is this psycho saying?] Neoma, despite her confusion, still smiled at her father--- the emperor. “Father, what do you mean by that?” “From now on, assassins sent by my enemies would target Nero,” the emperor explained. “Until he’s strong enough to protect himself, you’ll pose as your twin brother.” Her smile froze, but she still acted innocent. “But Father. If I take my brother’s position, then wouldn’t the assassins mistake me for him and…” She stopped talking when she realized that was exactly what the emperor wanted her to do. [This sc*mbag wants me to be bait?!] “You’re no longer a princess, Neoma de Moonasterio. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero de Moonasterio,” Emperor Nikolai said coldly while looking down at her with glowing red eyes. “Try to survive until your twin brother comes back to take his rightful place, understood?” Neoma was too shocked to react. [Are you f*cking kidding me, you sc*mbag?!] *** [ORIGINAL BOOK COVER. Artwork by sola_cola.] *** [EXCERPT 2] “I’m so sick of your tyrannical a*s,” Neoma yelled at her father aka the emperor. “I won’t forgive you for hurting Lewis and Tteokbokki!” “What will you do about it then?” Nikolai asked with a smirk. “Kill me?” “Yes! I’ll f*cking kill you, sc*mbag!” “Language,” he warned her, upset that his five-year-old daughter curses like a sailor. “Using vulgar words is unbecoming of the future Crown Prince.” “I’m a princess!” Upon yelling those words, the royal princess’s eye color changed from ash-gray to red. [This is getting serious.] “Stop it, Nero,” Nikolai told her sternly. “If you keep that up, the royal knights will come and–” “I’m not Nero!” Neoma screeched angrily. Then she jumped in the air with her left fist, ready to punch him. “In the name of the moon, I’ll punish you!” [What…?] And Princess Neoma, pretending as the Crown Prince for her sick twin brother, punched Emperor Nikolai, her father, in the face.
sola_cola · 5.6M Views
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