Harry Does Stupid Things

Have you ever wondered what happens after death? Will it be paradise? Follow Hybris, a man reborn in a strange world called Tellus — a place of magic, monsters, and mystery. He wakes trapped in a steel box, like a coffin, waiting to be released into a deadly trial to prove his worth — or die a second time. Will he stay sane, or delve into his lunacy? Do you want to see the pretty things beneath the earth?

In a quiet world, Adam lived his life peacefully but it all changed when he woke up in an hospital bed with the ability..... Creation Of All Things Armed with this Overpowered ability, watch how Adam would uncover the truth of his world and beyond..

After moving from Tokyo to Florida, a teenage boy finds himself stuck between two worlds-his past and his uncertain future. He's not homesick or broken. He's just... lost. As he navigates a quiet life in a new country, where nothing feels quite right, he begins questioning everything: what life is, why we live, and how we're supposed to survive in a world that doesn't make sense. Through silent hallways, lonely park benches, and disconnected classrooms, he searches not just for meaning-but for someone who understands. A reflective, slow-burn light novel exploring identity, isolation, and the quiet thoughts most of us keep buried.

| (WFP) #17 Silver Tier Award Winner | After staying up late reading a novel, I woke up in an unfamiliar body and into an unfamiliar world. Turns out, I've been transmigrated as the villainous daughter of Marquis Herman, the novel I had read! Watch me as I become the best villainess there is, and I'm going to do it with class!

"Stupid Person" Sinopsis: “Genius,” katanya sambil tersenyum, membuka kulkas untuk mencari kopi. Yang dia temukan hanyalah nasi semalam dan sebotol saus sambal kadaluarsa. Tanpa ragu, ia mencampur keduanya, memanaskannya di magic jar, dan menyebutnya “na Semua orang menganggap Harun bodoh. Ibunya bilang Harudalah “eksperimen Tuhan yang gagal upload”. Ayahnya lebih positif—katanya Harun seperti kucing: hidupnya mungkin aneh, tapi selalu jatuh berdiri. Walau kenyataannya, Harun sering jatuh dan tidak berdiri-berdiri lagi. Pernah terpeleset sabun di kamar mandi dan tidur

Am I a woman or a man? The question doesn't make sense at all. Can't Lufe see what's down in the pants? Everything doesn't make sense. Even the fact that he/she stood in a world where everything is alive—wait even rocks? EVERYTHING! Read 10 chapters first. Woe to the HM(me) if I disappoint you otherwise leave a review. Welcome on board—on this exciting journey!

She was never meant to survive. But the shadows had other plans. On a storm-waiting night, a woman drives to the edge of a black river, her infant daughter wrapped in silence and sorrow. With a lullaby as farewell, she lets the child drift into the current—abandoned to darkness, forgotten by the world. But something otherworldly was watching. From the forest’s breath and the river’s mouth, a presence of silk and shadow emerges — ancient, monstrous, and mournful. It saves the child, not out of kindness, but from a force deeper than mercy: instinct. What it returns to the world is no longer just a human girl. Sha is raised not by hands, but by legs — sharpened, webbed, and many. She learns to walk with quiet steps, to speak with silence, and to see through more than just eyes. Her name, barely remembered from a tattered rags, becomes a curse and a promise. As Sha grows, the world beyond the woods stirs with whispers. Something is hunting what should have died. And Sha, caught between the blood of her mother and the venom of her new one, must decide what kind of monster she is willing to become. A dark, lyrical fable about abandonment, transformation, and the strange shapes love can take — Sha Doe is the beginning of a tale spun in silk and sorrow.

Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. Born of a Respectable Made Man, a child who frightened a few but was cherished by all. Her world was destroyed the day her father was assassinated and her family left for dead. Eighteen and jaded now, Kyoline makes friends with bartending shifts, gun-running, and caring for the siblings nobody else will. Love is not on the agenda—survival is. But there's Tenz Jersey, her mafia beau, all tattoos and broken vows, who kisses like sin and lies like the bible. He gives her protection, passion, and anarchy in equal measure. She tells herself he's enough, that he's the only one capable of making the threat feel like home. Until Isaac. Cold. Deadly. Unapologetically deadly. He grabs her and stuffs her into a black SUV, and claims to be a cop, and whisks her off into a game of questioning, control, and cannoli. Only Isaac's not NYPD—he's the mafia's best hitman. And he's staring at her way too hard. He notices what others do not—her quick wit, her raw edges, the fire she keeps hidden under her golden dresses and guarded smiles. He is not trying to save her. He wishes to see how far she will go to save herself. Now Kyoline is caught between two men who both report to the same violent underworld—and both want her for different reasons. One wants to cage her up. The other wants to burn her alive. But the mafia doesn't believe in love. The mafia believes in loyalty. And Kyoline's loyalty might cost her everything—her heart, her freedom, and maybe even her life. In a world where love is poison and trust is a weapon, one girl must decide if she's a pawn in their game… or the queen who burns their kingdom to ashes.

《Decisive killing》《He stands there asking me to kill, and I won't kill him》《If he doesn't die, should I die》《I can't be bothered to speak, and you're not worthy of listening》《I think demons have no sense of pain.》 Crossing into the ancient martial arts world where danger and opportunity coexisted, Fang Yuan held the "Book of Good People", as long as he did good deeds, he could become stronger, so he embarked on a path of doing good deeds and accumulating virtue

A quiet driver. A city full of stories. Each ride reveals a hidden life — a mother stretched thin, a young man with nowhere to go, a girl fleeing grief. In silence, they begin to connect. Things We Lost in the Miles is a tender literary drama about loneliness, fleeting encounters, and the strangers who sometimes save us.

They lived as siblings, unaware that fate was quietly rewriting their story.

——— 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.

Short Synopsis: The Light That Fell Between When Reyansh, a reclusive photographer, captures the fleeting smile of a mysterious mute girl, he doesn’t expect his life to change. But Aira’s silence holds secrets, and her presence begins to unravel the shadows of his past. As their worlds collide, light and grief dance in quiet moments — and Reyansh must choose between staying in the dark or following the light that fell between them.

In this intimate blend of haikus, short poems, and razor-sharp reflections, Dem Blake dismantles silence and sculpts emotion with surgical precision. From heartbreak to power, seduction to betrayal, each piece is a glimpse into a mind that feels too deeply and trusts too rarely. This isn’t a book of love poems. It’s a book of control, release, and the soft war between wanting to be known—and refusing to be owned. These are the things he never said out loud. Until now.

Le Silence Au-Delà de Toute Chose” Et s’il existait une présence si fondamentale qu’aucune idée ne puisse la contenir ? Une entité si étrangère que même le concept d’existence ou de non-existence s’effondre à son contact ? Dans un cosmos sculpté par les courants du Réalisme Modal, où chaque pensée donne naissance à un monde réel, les lignées de dieux, les Ordres Taoïstes, et les Gardiens de la Cause s’affrontent dans l’ombre d’un effondrement ontologique imminent. L’équilibre entre les réalités possibles s’effrite, percé par une structure que rien ne semble pouvoir définir, une faille silencieuse dans la logique de tout ce qui fut jamais possible. Anameon, entité muette, source et silence de toute chose, se révèle peu à peu dans les fractures de la narration. Non pas en tant que force, mais en tant que négation de toute structure, dissolvant même la notion de pouvoir. Kaelen, dernier témoin du Tao Divisé, cherche à comprendre ce qu’il ne peut embrasser. Et dans sa quête, il découvre que le monde… n’est peut-être jamais né.

what do want from me. mind games, labyrinths, videogames, I have it all but, you have none.

Reynold and Alicia's marriage started off on a rocky foundation, with neither of them truly trusting or liking each other. Alicia only saw the marriage as a way to secure financial stability for her family, while Rey saw it as a way to meet his father's demands and gain control of the family business. Clayton and Ruth's relationship started out as a game. Clayton saw Ruth as just another conquest, while Ruth fell for Clayton's charm and wealth. Marconi and Antonia, on the other hand, seemed to have the perfect relationship on the surface. They both came from wealthy families and had all the luxuries in life. However, deep down, Marconi felt trapped in the expectations his family had placed on him, while Antonia felt suffocated by the constant pressure to be perfect. They both struggled with their own demons, and their relationship suffered as a result. Throughout the story, these three couples faced numerous challenges and obstacles, both individually and as a result of their relationships. They had to confront their past mistakes, deal with secrets coming to light, and learn to fight for one another. This story is a tale of love, redemption, and self-discovery. Will your favorite couple find love in the End? Read to find out

Maryann just a normal woman with tourette syndrome who didn't know love until he met Don Louis..

Luca ist jung, neugierig und bereit für den nächsten großen Schritt: das Uni-Leben. Gemeinsam mit ihren besten Freunden taucht sie ein in eine Welt voller Vorlesungen, WG-Partys und Selbstfindung. Zwischen Prüfungsstress und Mitternachtssnacks entdeckt Luca nicht nur, wer sie wirklich ist - sondern begegnet auch ihm: dem einen Menschen, der alles verändert. Gefühlvoll, ehrlich und voller Herz - eine Geschichte über Freundschaft, das Erwachsenwerden und die große Liebe, die oft dann kommt, wenn man am wenigsten damit rechnet.

With a smile on his face and genuine content, Tion gladly accepted that he would be nothing more than a humble farmer in this life, but then the Empress came and said, "I am your mother." Now the prince of an empire, Tion decided to become an at least notable and useful member of the Royal family, but then the black gourd showed up. "I am hungry" With hope now ignited and a new path opened to him, Tion decided that he wanted to become the most powerful being in the world, but then she came along "I'm the vampire princess, and I am also your betrothed follow me." Everyone had what they wanted Tion to be, but what about what he wanted to be, did they think him a powerless boy forever.

Have you ever how the 'unique quest chains' are born, how 'mega-rare super-items' just drop out of thin air, and why every random minor character in the starting village is a hidden expert? I am the reason. I am the silently curshing ghost ofthe machine running cogs of 'secret quests', the plot-driving device of destiny, the shepherd to the millions of players that just KNOW that every stone holds a unique opportunity for loot, lore and skills. I am a sole Admin of the greatest DMMO-RPG, partialy AI and a man who holds the great responsibility overseeing the life of the game... With a slight problem though. The game was destroyed a week before it's start. Completely. So now there is no game. There are players, me and million of cheap tricks I honed in my life for the single goal of proving to all of you, that... This game definitely does exist. --- First of all, I post this book on my Patreon. 18 chapters of this book are there - for 3$ it's all yours... Though, of course, I will be posting it for free on this site too. Except I first post them on my Patreon - so now 1 chapter is here - and 19 are there. When it would have 10 chapters here? 28 chapters are there. So... You know? You can support my life there for 18 chapters ahead of the curve. I will be very grateful!

A story of a man who tries to find what took his kids away from him and make its life hell

A crew of an alien merchant ship finds a cryogenics capsule drifting through space, and soon discovers that inside the capsule is a being they have never seen before... a modified human, a clone. After this human saves their lives, they now commit to helping him find his home again. But this will not be easy, hidden forces and unrevealed secrets may destroy everything they know. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com & webnovel.com & www.reddit.com/r/HFY & www.patreon.com with the same novel name!

Sold to London's notorious Burman Bar by her father, defiant Dixie emerges from a crate swinging. Beaten bloody by the bar's intimidating, silent Enforcer for attacking the resident medic, her spirit remains unbroken. "Run?" he grunts, wiping her bloodied lip. "...Run." she rasps, defiance blazing. Instead of escape, Dixie ie shackled with an apprenticeship: to him. Under his brutal, wordless tutelage, she learns the bar's violent rhythms — breaking brawls, collecting debts, navigating its neon-soaked, alternate-Britain underworld. She discover a shocking aptitude for its controlled chaos. The Enforcer, a fortressof silence, observes her transform from feral scrap to lethal shadow, her instincts mirroring the bar's savahe pulse. Their world is fractured glass and sawdust, punctuated by bursts of violence. As Dixie masters its brutal dance, the unspoken tension between mentor and apprentice deepens. Shared glances hold volumes；protective instincts flare amidst the brawls. In this crucible of fists and flickering neon, Dixie finds not just survival, but a perverse belonging. And the man who broke her might be forging something far more dangerous—a bond neither can name, forged in blood and Burman's shadow. Can silence hold back the heat of this violent, inevitable collision?

Siapakah aku? Aku sudah lupa jawaban dari pertanyaan itu sejak lama. Sejak aku melarikan diri dari rumah itu, begitu putus asa untuk melarikan diri, aku pergi hanya dengan pakaian di tubuh dan kaos kaki di kakiku. Setelah hari itu, aku hanya berjalan dengan sepatu yang kucuri. Apakah aku seorang gadis yang mencari makna hidup dalam pelukan pria tanpa wajah? Mereka semua begitu mudah dilupakan. Sampai dia datang. Dia membawaku ke bawah air terjun dan membuatku lupa akan namaku, dan sebagai balasannya, aku mengambil namanya. Enzo Vitale. Seorang pria misterius yang hanya akan mencintai lautan dalam. Atau lebih tepatnya predator yang menghuninya. Ternyata, dia tidak berbeda dari monster yang dia beri makan. Dia memikatku ke kapalnya seperti seekor ikan di lautan, mencari pembalasan atas kejahatanku. Jika saja aku menyadari niatnya, dan bahwa badai besar akan membuat kami terdampar, aku pasti sudah lari. Sekarang, aku adalah seorang gadis yang mencari perlindungan di mercusuar reyot bersama seorang pria yang membenciku hampir sama besarnya dengan hasratnya padaku. Dia ingin menyakitiku, tetapi penjaga tua pulau yang ditinggalkan mungkin memiliki niat yang jauh lebih mengerikan. Ini bukan lagi pertanyaan tentang siapa aku, melainkan, akankah aku bertahan hidup?

Imagine that one day you are transported to a world that isn't just any word—rather, it's from a well-known anime that many people adore. Instead of observing from a distance, you are now involved. You get to escape reality, so you might think that it isn't all that horrible. However, the show isn't your usual shonen show. Yes, there is a power system, but it's not like you'll be able to do much because your entire existence—not just your soul—was transmigrated. As a result, you can't even use the power system, and the blue message that appears informs you that the only way to get out is to finish the show; if you don't participate in the plot, you will die. In any case, you're doomed. Oh, and the power system isn't your normal one; you have to perform tasks to gain strength. Oh no, oh no, it tells you to "figure it out" if you want to survive. Yea, it sucks.

"Football isn't just a game"—it's life. For 16-year-old David Jones, football is more than a sport; it's an escape, a calling, and the only thing that makes sense in a world full of challenges. The electric thrill of scoring a last-minute winner, the roar of the crowd—it’s the closest thing to freedom he knows. But David's journey is far from simple. Blessed with extraordinary talent yet burdened by fiery anger, he’s fighting battles on and off the pitch. Growing up as the son of a Nigerian immigrant and a British mother, David navigates the pressures of cultural expectations, the weight of his own ambitions, and the scrutiny of a sport that demands perfection. Passion drives him forward, but his temper holds him back. Can he channel his emotions and prove himself worthy of being football's next big star? David Jones: The Next big thing is a gripping coming-of-age story about resilience, identity, and the unrelenting pursuit of dreams. Disclaimer: This work is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All trademarks, brand names, and other proprietary rights mentioned or depicted are the property of their respective owners and are used for illustrative purposes only. This work is not affiliated with or endorsed by any brand, company, or individual mentioned. All rights reserved to their respective owners.