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Naruto Can Talk To Ghosts

The Ghost of Portugal

its the year 2014 14 Year old João Félix is a prodigious young talent playing in FC Porto's youth academy. Though physically undersized, he demonstrates exceptional spatial intelligence, technique, and tactical awareness. His teammates call him “O Mago” (The Magician) for the way he creates opportunities from impossible angles. His family is supportive but modest—his father a teacher, his brother Hugo a fellow academy player. But João’s rise halts abruptly when he is cut from the FC Porto youth system, with the reason cited as “developmental concerns” (a euphemism for being too small and not physically developed enough). The decision devastates him. Suddenly, the player everyone was talking about disappears from the football world. Teammates stop replying to his messages. His name fades from league records. No clubs call. João becomes invisible. He returns to Viseu, haunted by shame and self-doubt. He refuses to train. Watches old match footage in silence. The once-prodigy now battles depression and isolation. Then, during a solo jog, João notices a man watching him from afar. This man, Tiago, introduces himself as a former analyst from Porto. He presents João with a notebook—filled with diagrams and data focused solely on João’s off-the-ball movements. Tiago offers him something no one else has: belief and a new system of training. He calls it “Jogo Sem Bola”—the game without the ball. João accepts. He will train in secret. No spotlight. No club. No recognition. Just the work.
GOAT7 · 17K Views

Ghost Of The Slopes

At 15, Takeshi Morin was the future of alpine skiing. 16 Now, he’s just a ghost, a shell of his former self, can he make a swift return to the competitive scene. Born in the heart of the French Alps to a Japanese mother and French father, Takeshi Laurent Morin was raised on snow and speed. A prodigy in alpine skiing—slalom, giant slalom, downhill—he was ranked number one in the world for his age. His destiny was carved into the mountain itself. But when his mother, a world champion skier, dies in a tragic training accident, everything unravels. Days later, his father takes his own life, leaving Takeshi behind in a silence too heavy to bear. Stricken with grief and guilt, he withdraws from competition. What once felt like freedom on skis becomes suffocating. He drops from the national circuit, isolates himself in the mountains, and devotes himself to caring for his grandmother, the last remaining piece of his fractured family. But even that slips away when a heated outburst leads to her sudden death—another loss he believes he caused. Takeshi quits skiing for good. Though he remains one of the most gifted alpine racers on the planet, the sport has become a graveyard of memories he can’t outrun. When he’s sent to live in Japan with his aunt—a stern but kind headmistress of an elite international school for winter athletes—Takeshi is thrown into a new world of rigid schedules, elite training, and old rivals. The school operates across five countries, with each branch competing every year. Takeshi is to enrol in the Japanese branch, with its winter campus nestled in the mountains of Nagano. It's built to shape champions in alpine and freestyle skiing, snowboarding, and more. It’s everything he once wanted—except now, he wants nothing to do with it. Forced into competition, Takeshi is haunted by the very mountains he must conquer. As the international interschool alpine circuit approaches, hosted by the French branch in the very region where he grew up and classmates from his past reappear on rival teams, he must confront the trauma, guilt, and pressure. They have buried his love of skiing. To heal, he’ll have to descend into the past—before he can climb back toward the future. Set against the icy precision and breakneck speed of elite alpine skiing, Ghost of the Slopes is a powerful coming-of-age story about loss, survival, and rediscovering who you are when everything you loved is gone.
FateLikeNoneOther · 11K Views

Things We Don’t Talk About

——— I woke up to fingers running gently through my hair. At first, I thought I was dreaming, until the lullaby began. Low. Melodic. But wrong. It was that same language I'd heard through the walls, the one that makes your stomach twist and your teeth clench. She sat on the edge of my bed, I can’t see her face; it’s swallowed by the dark. But her hand keeps moving, slow and rhythmic, stroking my hair like she’s lulling something else to sleep. Her eyes are half-closed, swaying as she hums that twisted tune. And then I realize— I forgot to turn on my bedroom light before falling asleep. I kept my breathing slow and shallow, pretending to sleep. limbs screaming to move, to run, but something in me knows: Don’t let her know you’re awake. Don’t move. The singing stops. She sniffles. A choked, trembling sob leaks through her lips. She starts crying quietly, like she’s trying not to be heard. Like she’s afraid. “No...” she whispers, her voice cracking like a child’s. “He still dreams like a child… still soft…” I almost convince myself she’s sleep-talking— Until her hand suddenly tangles in my hair and pulls. I flinched and let out a sharp gasp. "Mama—!" She goes still. Her grip loosened… then shifts. Her fingers wrapped tightly around my trembling arms. Her face inches closer. I can smell her breath,..warm, wrong, too close. Her eyes are wide with terror. Her voice shakes as she hisses: “Don’t say anything." "Don’t say a word anymore.” I was too scared to speak. I couldn't even nod. She held me like that for a long, shuddering moment. Her breath was hot and ragged against my cheek. Her hands were too tight, like if she lets go, I’ll vanish. Her eyes darting around the room. Then, like a switch flipping, she goes completely still. "Mom?" I whispered, so softly it barely made a sound. She was at eye level with me. But she wasn't looking at me. She looked past me. Behind me.... No... no. It’s happening AGAIN. . This is not a safe novel. It's a collection of short, self-contained stories, each chapter unraveling a new descent, a different nightmare. Some stories are brief. Others not so. No heroes. No clean endings. Just answers that should have stayed buried. Read alone if you must. But don't say we didn't warn you. Reader Warning: This series contains psychological horror, disturbing imagery, death, and paranormal themes. Reader discretion is advised. Each chapter is a self-contained story, perfect for short, spine-tingling reads.
RongKing · 9.3K Views

The Real Daughter Just Wants to Catch Ghosts and Not Study

# REALANDFAKEYOUNGLADY # PHILOSOPHY Lu Ming was the Lu family’s real daughter who had been taken to the wrong home after she was born. She was brought home by her birth parents when she was seventeen years old. Her birth parents watched how she lived in the countryside, growing vegetables and raising chickens and ducks. There wasn’t even a rice cooker in the house. She even had to chop firewood outside to use on the stove outside to make fire. They almost burst into tears at the hard life their daughter was living. The Lu family couple wanted to make up for how miserable Lu Ming’s life was, and immediately turned on their phone to transfer money to her, wanting to give her a better life. However, they didn’t know that Lu Ming was a Celestial Master. Her favorite thing to do every day was to catch ghosts. All the things they saw, Lu Ming actually only needed to insert a little spiritual energy into some paper talismans and they would do all her chores, while she simply lay down and enjoyed life. What's more, they didn’t know that Lu Ming’s backpack had Hell’s master in it, chasing her to collect debt every day. The return of the Lu family’s real daughter was a big event. Others had already set up their seats and bought food and drinks to munch on in anticipation of the drama of the real and fake daughter fight. However, they didn’t expect the main actors to not even appear on stage, but saw pictures that they thought to be completely unreasonable. For example, the fake daughter, Lu Xian, stopped Lu Ming after a quiz. Onlookers: “They’re going to fight! Yes! Hurry up and bring out the popcorn!”But in the next second, Lu Xian, who was a top student, said, “You failed chemistry this time. Come to my room tonight, I’ll tutor you!” The poor student, Lu Ming: “???” Asking her to study? They might as well kill her! Onlookers: “...Why is it different from what we were promised?!”
ACEE · 244K Views

Princess, Please Stop Talking in My Head!

I was born this way on Earth. With her voice in my head. I didn't know this wasn't normal. I was born this way in Heaven Realm. With his voice in my head. I didn't know what was normal. ----- I knew the voice in my head belonged to a woman. An annoying Princess. I knew the voice in my head belonged to a man. A low-race Human. ----- I wanted to touch her, hug her and maybe make her laugh. I wanted to touch him, hug him and annoy him so that he won't look for other girls. ----- I turned my planet upside down for her dreams. I ravaged the Heaven Realm for his well-being. ----- I, a person born on Earth, I foolishly thought it was enough to live with just her voice. I was lying myself! I am a princess in the land of the Gods, I thought I could stay happy forever with only his jokes. I was lying myself. ----- Can I go there with the magic I received from her? Maybe I should escape from this Realm and go to his planet? ----- If I go, can I break the cage that restricts her? If I go, can I make him live longer, a mortal? ----- As a low human being, can I have such big dreams? As the Princess of an Immortal Family, can I start a war against all the gods and escape to his house? ----------------------------------------------- *Other Tags : Monster Girls, Corruption, Incest, Lewd, Depravity, Magic, Perfect Harem, Mind Corrupt, Mind Control, Mature Content, Abilities, Slave, Bloodline, Dark, Villain, Blood, Sin, Action, Fantasy, Kingdom Building, Romance, Action, Adventure, R18, System, Weaktostrong, Harem, Superpowers, Sliceoflife, Dragon *No NTR *Not Recommended for the Young Audience! *Writer: Tolunay *Translation: Doğa *Editer: Emma (It's not her real name, she is weird lol ) *  Other Names; 公主,请不要再在我脑子里说话了! Gōngzhǔ diànxià, qǐng bùyào zài zài wǒ nǎo zhōng húyán luàn yǔle! (Chinese) پرنسس، لطفا در ذهن من صحبت نکن! (Persian)  Принцесса, пожалуйста, прекрати говорить в моей голове! (Russian) Prenses, Lütfen Kafamın İçinde Konuşmayı kes! (Turkish) ------------------- *Cover isn't mine. All rights and respect reserved to the original creator!
Tolunay · 3K Views
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