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Cold Moon Over Babylon Horror

BENEATH THE COLD

•~Character Guide –––———————––– Jiwon Schmidt (33yo) – South Korean-German, Former Lawyer, Now a Wanted Man Once a hopeful and ambitious lawyer, Jiwon built a life based on control and reason—until one mistake shattered everything. Now, his past has caught up to him in the worst way possible. With sharp brown eyes, tousled black hair, and a lean but resilient build, he looks every bit the man who has fought to survive. But survival becomes much harder when he’s kidnapped by the ghost of his past. Sergei Mikhailovich Valery Karpov "Smert" (22yo) – Russian, Ruthless Mafia Enforcer At sixteen, he was abandoned. At twenty-two, he is a man shaped by cruelty and revenge. The underworld knows him as "Smert"—Death itself. With an imposing presence, silver-blond hair, and icy blue eyes, he hides his fury behind a cold, calculated mask. Raised under the iron fist of the Russian mafia, Sergei has become one of the most feared enforcers in his organization. And now, he has the man who betrayed him right where he wants him. ___________________________________ Jiwon Schmidt never expected his past to come back in the form of a nightmare. Kidnapped and dragged into the mansion of Sergei [Smert] Mikhailovich Valery Karpov, a man feared for his ruthlessness, Jiwon soon realizes he’s at the mercy of someone who holds a deep, personal grudge against him. What he doesn’t know is that Sergei is the very boy he abandoned years ago—now a merciless beast, forged by betrayal and fueled by vengeance. Trapped in a cruel game of power and retribution, Jiwon must figure out why he's been targeted before it's too late. But Sergei’s hatred is tangled with painful memories and twisted desire, making him an unpredictable captor. As their past collides with the brutal present, obsession, revenge, and long-buried emotions ignite a deadly dance—one that neither of them may survive. ___________________________________ |Sergei’s rage is only beginning when the truth is revealed, will Jiwon survive?| {Some wounds never heal… and in the final chapters, you’ll see just how deep they go.}
Yellena_a · 3.3K Views

The Withering Cold

[ON HAITUS UNTIL 21ST MARCH][SOCIALS AT BOTTOM] ______________________________________ It's 1983. In a world where humanity is plunged in threats by creatures called Eclipses, Hikaru Shimo is a no ordinary teen boy with an ambition to defend humanity from these creatures. However, things go south when one fateful night he has an encounter with a man from over a thousand years ago and Hikaru's story starts getting more adventurous with Hikaru finding out more about himself and his past of the Shimo Clan. Delve into the world of The Withering Cold, where Hikaru alongside many likeable characters challenge their limits against the Eclipses and the twisted humans who go by the name: "New Faith Order". ______________________________________ Notes: - To better understand, read the auxiliary chapters they'll get you understanding the power system and etc. - This Novel isn't the usual ordinary system or reincarnation type novel. It's simply a work of fiction that is inspired by battle shonen manga's. - Expect amazing choreography and rich details and character writing from the novel. - Lack of sexual content, usually satisfied by hidden innuendos. - Cover Art and Character Art in the Novel is by Me. - Expected Length of the Novel: 200 Chapters - Publishing Frequency: 3-4 Chapters a week. ______________________________________ Socials: Discord - https://discord.com/invite/8mgFz7RVFm insta - https://www.instagram.com/therealwitheringcold?igsh=MTRwNjVnaHZvZ214eA== ______________________________________
Afnan_Ghani_ · 32.7K Views

Cold or numb

“And what is it about him that still makes you love him?” I asked, sensing I already knew the answer. “Oh, my dear, please try not to hold onto so much resentment for your father. He might—” “Mom!” I interrupted, my voice breaking as a sardonic laugh escaped me. “How can you still find a way to justify his actions? Even if you have some lingering feelings for him, shouldn’t they fade when you think about what he’s done to me? Am I really not as important as the man who has only brought you pain?” My emotions overwhelmed me, and I struggled to hold back my tearsThe silence enveloped us, and I could feel the weight of uncertainty in the air. I couldn't help but wonder what had clouded my mom's judgment, perhaps it was the influence of that man she called her husband. “Mom, I think it's time for you to choose a side,” I said, my voice trembling as I neared the end of my sentence, fully aware that I might never address him that way again. “You can’t keep pretending this is going to work. It’s either me or…him.” “Serena, please, you can't win against your dad. I really think you should drop any thoughts of going against him. He’s not as bad as you believe, dear. Remember, he’s the one who pays for this house and your college tuition. Your clothes and food—all of that is still his responsibility, and he’s meeting those obligations. All I ask is that you finish college, find a job, or better yet, settle down with a good man,” my mom urged, her voice tinged with an earnest desperation as if she were trying to convince not just me but herself. I listened, trying to remain calm, a bittersweet smile crossing my lips as I realized I couldn't back down from my convictions. “Alright, Mom, if you’ve chosen Mr. Andre, that’s your decision. But I won’t be swayed—I’m going to forge my own path, and I hope you’ll understand that when the time comes.” With that, a sense of resolve washed over me, and I braced myself for the future ahead, knowing it would be filled with both challenges and possibilities.
Wisteria_AE · 532 Views

Horror Trainee Program

DISCLAIMER: This story is not owned by me. All rights belong to the original author and copyright holder. This copy is provided for offline reading purposes only. No copyright infringement is intended, and if the rightful owner requests removal, it will be taken down immediately. The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket. If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death. No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way. Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain. Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh. As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him. That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped. “What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.” — He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds. Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.
zarawang · 9K Views

Heart Over Sword

Evanna’s world came crashing down the moment the physician gave her mother 6 months left to live. But after discovering a long, lost secret hidden by the elves, the sheltered and naïve princess sets off on a quest to find the one item that could change the hands of fate. In order to do this, she must come face to face with the Flori, the heartless and deadliest of the elven kingdoms. Her plan disintegrates when she is caught red-handed in the elven kingdom, where the penalty for even crossing over to their land is death. However, the princess soon finds herself to be the shiny new toy for the cold-hearted elven prince to play with; determined, she does what she must to survive. Will she be able to escape from his clutches and make it home in time to help her mother, or will she find herself falling deeper into the elven world he introduces her to? [ COMPLETED ] *** SNEAK PEAK *** [ MATURE CONTENT ] "Do you know what we do to thief's here, Evanna?" She placed her fork of meat down on the plate soundlessly, her attention still on the king. Evanna subconsciously held onto the knife still. "No, your highness," Evanna replied politely. The king glanced at the prince, and she followed his gaze. "We chop off their hands," The prince finished. Evanna watched and pulled her hand back in time for the prince's knife to slam into the table where her hand was placed. She gasped; another hand had been stabbed, sticking them to the wood. A loud yelp sounded from behind her. Within a flash, the prince stood up, pulled a sword out from his side, and swung it down on the man's wrist, dismembering the hand from his body. Blood squirted out and coated the table before her, along with her plate of food. The man fell back, wailing and holding his wrist. Evanna watched in shock as the guards came forwards and dragged him away. She looked back at the prince, who was wiping his blade with a handkerchief nonchalantly before sheathing it. Her attention was brought back to the king, who continued to eat as though nothing had happened. "Just remember that the next time you wish to steal from us." The king said lightly as he relaxed his cutlery and stared at Evanna, "You may be my son's new plaything, dressed up to look pretty, but do not fool yourself into thinking that he will release you once he is bored of you. You took something of great importance to him." ------------------- DISCLAIMER: *MATURE CONTENT* Graphic Violence Strong Language Sexual Content Attempted Rape ----------------- Book Cover Design: I own the book cover so please do not use it :) Artwork illustrated by @if.__art Graphic design done by @katielord.designs Both found on Instagram^^ ------------------- Support me on Instagram: @kelly_starrz or join me on discord where you can chat to me/ ask questions: Kelly_Starrz#5020 Discord server: https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa --------------------
Kelly_Starrz · 1.4M Views

Obsidian's Moon

Gold Tier Winner of WPC #139 *** Two souls were prophesied to meet and fall in love. They were made for each other, chosen by the moon goddess to complete each other. But what would happen when something threatens to break them apart? Do you think a love predestined by a deity will prevail? *** Lara looked up and she froze when her eyes came in contact with the bluest eyes she had ever seen. "You are...?" He asked. Lara caught her breath and froze up. She can't answer him! She already knew the CEO was ridiculously handsome. But she didn't think he was this handsome! He already asked her a question but all she could think of was... Noah James Smith looked intimidatingly beautiful in his company photo but in person, he's more than that. His photo didn't do him any justice! He was devilishly handsome, and very intense too. His electric blue eyes looked like they could see into her soul if he wanted to. And she was melting like ice-cream in front of him. Noah looked at the woman who just entered his office and his eye zeroed in on her. She looks like a dear in headlights. Her lips were gaping and she looked stunned after seeing his face. Did she hear what I said? He thought inwardly as he stood up and walked around his desk. "Who are you?" he asked again, and that got Lara out of her trance. "Oh! Uhm. I-uhh. I-I'm nobody..." She replied after struggling for words. Then she remembered what she came there to do and approached his desk. "Actually, I came here to deliver this…" Noah casually sat on his desk and crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes watching her as she squirmed under his gaze, holding the envelop close to her chest as she awkwardly approached him and his desk. "I'm... I'm going to put this here for you, sir..." she said and placed the brown envelope just beside where he sat and then backed away like she'd been burned by his presence. She couldn't even look him in the eye. Noah glanced at the envelope then backed at Lara who was now awkwardly playing with her fingers. "I'll be going now, sir. I'm sorry for disturbing you-" "You haven't answered my question yet." he stopped her and she froze again. "P-pardon?" "What's your name?" "I-uhh..." Lara started to panic. Is he going to fire me? Noah looked at her ID. "Looking at your ID from this distance, it seems that you're one of my employees." "Ah yes, I'm-" She bit her lip and deflated like a balloon. Will I get reprimanded if he discovers I'm just a newbie? "Why did you stop? Is it really hard for you to tell me your name?" Lara immediately shook her head. "N-no. No, sir. I just- uhh. I find you intimidating…" she unconsciously said and gasped. What did I just say? Noah didn't respond but the corner of his lips turned up for a second there before it vanished as soon as it appeared. "I see..." [Time Skip] Noah looked outside, staring aimlessly at the bright city lights outside his window while twirling his drink in his hands. His mind was deep in thought. And it was mostly about the fact that he had found his mate. He's been waiting for her to appear in his life ever since he reached adulthood. And now that she's here, he couldn't stop his urge to possess her. Claim her as his. When their eyes met for the first time, he immediately felt the pull between them. He wanted her the instant he laid his eyes on her and she was a new employee in his company. "Lara Louis…" Noah murmured her name and he couldn't help but think about her eyes. Her expressive auburn eyes that was hidden underneath her glasses. *** Discord: https://discord.gg/VmAWdAr Disclaimer on the cover photo! It is not mine, guys. All appreciation and recognition for the cover photo goes to the original creator. Peace!
AtlasWorld · 320.2K Views
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