The Mountain Between Us

--- The Mirror Between Us is a razor-edged romance-thriller about two rich kids unraveling behind closed doors. Kit has reinvented himself since his mother died—trading grief for bravado, innocence for something sharper. Delorah is beautiful, bitter, and bored stiff under the watchful eye of absent, powerful parents. When they meet at a party and share their first hit, something clicks—and it’s electric. Their secret fling turns volatile fast, tangled in drugs, violence, and the lies they tell to stay one step ahead of the people trying to control them. But privilege only protects you for so long. When a brutal moment at a party starts circulating in whispers and screenshots, the world they thought they could hide in begins to collapse. And there’s no way out without burning everything down. ---

Humans are like cockroaches. That's what Ren’s brother, Seth, started saying after the virus hit. He said, “No matter what happens, the human race will survive it. That's why we must live.” She didn't know that meant he would abandon her to save himself. That's when she realized he was right. Ren is a cockroach, because even after she was devoured by the dead, she is still breathing. And one day, she’s going to get her revenge - if he's still alive when she finds him. Until then, she’s going to hide from the city's militia and get used to her new infected body. However after meeting another infected named Zero, Ren’s life goes from bad, to messed all the way up. The worst of it all, she discovers that something much more sinister is happening beyond that of the dead. *** Cover is owned by me and created by JV Arts

When Aarya, a deaf orphan with a photographic memory, meets Veer, a terminally ill pianist who plays music only he can hear—two shattered souls begin a journey of emotional resurrection. Aarya documents people’s lives through letters they never sent. Veer hears the world in silence. As they build a “Library of Lost Things,” collecting unread emotions, forgotten voices, and invisible dreams, they discover that love, loss, and healing are not just personal—but eternal. But time is not on their side. Can two broken people write their own story before the last page turns?

MOUNTAIN SITTING IMMORTAL (MSI) A conduit of the great Dao happened to enter the grotto heaven called Earth. No one had been able to take ownership of this conduit for many years until Marvin came into contact with it.  Marvin met the requirement to use the conduit. This allowed him to begin his journey towards immortality.  The journey begins from transcending the first mortal coil at Body Forging to transcending the second at Energy Gathering, passing through the subsequent mortal coils, and hopefully to becoming a true immortal with eternal life. But the conduit is far more useful than helping a dying business tycoon gain another lease at life. It is also a conduit of great power.  This power and many more will be his as long as he continues to sit on his mountain and grows the mountain into a colossus. The mountain will bring him to greater heights and greater power.  This is the story of the Mountain Sitting Immortal. DISCORD: https://discord.com/invite/Ku2gqaHz

The Man the Mountain Kept "He died in the world above—but was reborn in the depths no man dared to enter." Hulio Moreira, the rightful heir to Brazil's most powerful noble family, was betrayed and left for dead. But fate intervened. Deep within the belly of Mount Rinjani, Indonesia, Hulio awakens—wounded, confused, and haunted by ancient whispers calling him toward a destiny beyond bloodlines and borders. The world believes he's gone. His family fights for power, hiding secrets soaked in lies. But Hulio is no longer the man they remember. He’s becoming something… more. Trained by forgotten forces. Guided by ancestral spirits. Armed with the truth that could shatter empires. In Rio de Janeiro, his name becomes a ghost story—a threat. But Hulio is not returning for revenge alone. He’s returning to reclaim what was his… and to unlock the door that should never have been opened. Betrayal. Rebirth. Ancestral Powers Awakened. From the heart of the mountain to the seat of power, Hulio’s journey has only just begun.

Seventeen-year-old Yuuji Aikawa is everything a model student should be: organized, top of his class, and emotionally untouchable. With his crisp uniforms and perfectly aligned notebooks, Yuuji lives by quiet rules—don’t draw attention, don’t get involved, and never let anyone see beneath the surface. Enter Ren Sakamoto, the transfer student with a silver earring, ink-stained fingers, and a smirk that defies authority. Ren is chaos in human form. He talks back to teachers, never follows the dress code, and for reasons only the universe seems to understand, decides that Yuuji is his new favorite target. After a classroom disruption lands them both in after-school library detention, Yuuji finds himself cornered into spending his quiet afternoons with the very person who seems determined to unravel him. But as pages are shelved and insults are exchanged, a different kind of tension begins to simmer—one that neither of them wants to admit. Behind the sarcasm, silences, and stolen glances, Yuuji starts to question the life he's worked so hard to control. And Ren, for all his bravado, starts to realize that some people are worth holding on to—even if it means letting his guard down. In a world of school bells, whispered poetry, and ink-stained hands, two boys from opposite worlds find themselves caught in a story neither of them meant to write.

Lin Dong, who has mastered both the divine medical arts and martial arts, has traveled from the mountains to the city. With divine medical arts in his left hand and unbeatable martial arts in his right, he roams freely in the city.

Synopsis: She was the good girl—careful, kind, and always doing what was right. Until she met them. Two best friends who saw her, wanted her… and who she couldn’t resist. What started as a forbidden secret spiraled into something deeper—something real. She fell in love with both, unable to choose, caught in the warmth of one and the fire of the other. But love doesn’t wait forever. When the time came to decide, she followed her heart… and shattered the other. Now, she lives with the man she chose—but carries the memory of the one she lost. Because in love, not everyone gets a happy ending.

Let the fake wedding war begin! When Preme Naphat flees an arranged marriage, she ropes in her fiercest rival, Jane Janevee, for a pretend wedding.

At Ravencroft Academy, secrets are currency—and Elena Vale is broke. When seventeen-year-old Elena wins a scholarship to Ravencroft, an elite boarding school tucked into the stormy cliffs of Scotland, she expects stone walls, stiff uniforms, and too many rules. What she doesn’t expect is Julian Alden: heir to a vast aristocratic fortune, flawlessly charming—and already engaged. But Julian isn’t the only mystery Ravencroft has to offer. Theo Moreau, the brooding, artistic loner with a French accent and a haunted past, seems determined to protect her… or warn her. As Elena is pulled deeper into the school’s dark traditions, her heart becomes torn between two dangerous boys—and the lies they’ve wrapped themselves in. She’ll soon learn that the most dangerous walls are not the ones built of stone… but the ones built around the heart. In a world where power is everything, falling in love could be her biggest mistake.

Since she had been born, Wang Lan Biyu lived for one purpose. Or, at least that was what she had been taught by her 'father'. Flawed yet perfect, beautiful yet hideous inside, what was she? But even flawed as she was, she still found a small glimmer of sunlight in that dark place that loved her even with her hidden flaws. When she lost that sun, Wang Lan Biyu was crushed like a glass figurine underneath their 'father's heel. When she followed her Master back to the mortal plane. He said he was her adoptive father, and she, his daughter. He taught her what Loyalty was, what was like, dislike, what human nature was. It was entirely different from what her 'father' taught her. And the first thing she learned she loved was her sun, then she learned she also loved her master, and the guqin. She loved only a handful of things. But, if there was one thing she learned she despised the most. It was the 'actually perfect' senior brother her Master told her she had to get along with. A boy who, even at a glance, you could tell heaven favored more than everyone else. A boy who smiled at her with empty eyes and an equally empty smile. The senior brother, who, gifted her a basket of logans while simultaneously giving her that same warm smile with indifference in his curved Aurelian gaze while calling her name softly. "Junior Sister Wang." .....Wang Lan Biyu, never hated that fake gentleman's false smile more than almost anything in her entire life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Please be civilized and don't steal my cover as your own.

Kim Raon was seventeen when the first Gate appeared. Just a regular high school senior. Quiet. Average. Orphaned at age ten. Spent his afternoons at a part-time convenience store job, saved his money for gaming, and avoided fights like they were the plague. He had no relatives, no friends to speak of, and no goals—just the simple desire to survive day by day. But the world didn’t care about his simplicity. When the Gates opened, they didn’t just stay in the sky. They spilled. Monsters poured through. Creatures of nightmare and myth—dragons made of bone, trolls that tore through buildings like cardboard, beasts with eyes that hypnotized and claws that shredded tanks. Cities fell in a matter of days. Governments collapsed. Chaos ruled. And with the chaos came something else—Hunters. Ordinary people began awakening to supernatural powers. Some gained the strength of titans, others could summon fire with a whisper, bend gravity, speak to spirits. These awakened humans—Hunters—were humanity’s only hope against the invasion. But Kim Raon wasn’t one of them. No matter how much he wished. No matter how many times he prayed. He never awakened. He remained the same powerless boy, running through crumbling streets, ducking under rubble, trying to survive the apocalypse with nothing more than quick feet and sheer dumb luck. Until the day he fell into the Gate. It was purely by accident. He had been running from a wyvern attack, the sky filled with screaming flames, the ground trembling from explosions. And then—bam. A collapsed building gave way under his feet. Raon plummeted into darkness, swallowed by a rift in space. That was the last time he saw Earth for the next ten years.

"Are you kidding me? I get jealous the second somebody else even looks in your direction! Do you think that's because I just want to fuck you?" He demanded. Then he paused, staring at me in that way of his that made me want to crawl out of my skin. "I can't do this anymore," he exclaimed, his mouth wide open, his eyes bigger than saucers. He looked like he wanted to scream. And he might as well have, for what he said next. "I'm in love with you, Rina. I have been for months. That's the reason I can't leave you alone, because I can't get you out of my head!" Tropes: Enemies to lover, bully romance, second chance romance. Written from dual points of view in two different time periods. Trigger warning for brief discussions of child abuse, self-harm, suicide, and dubious consent. 10 years ago, Rina was a foster child placed with a new family in Wellsprings, a wealthy suburb of Washington, D.C.. Prior to the start of her senior year, Rina stumbles upon the captain of the football team, Easton Clarke, shooting steroids before practice. Handsome but an asshole, Rina vows to avoid Easton at all costs. The only problem? He doesn't want to leave her alone. Easton Clarke knows the only way to win his father's approval is to perform on the field. If Rina rats him out for steroid use, his chances of playing college football--and of his father finally being proud of him--will be ruined. Intent on making sure Rina keeps her mouth shut, Easton vows to make her life at Wellsprings as isolated as possible. That is, until Easton realizes he can't get the mysterious new girl out of his head. As fall progresses into winter and secrets begin to come to light, Easton will do anything to keep the girl who could ruin his life to himself. When he goes too far, though, he risks losing everything.

There’s no such thing as a happy ending…

Every night, Ji Ah dreams of him — a man with blood-red eyes, a voice that calls her name, and a glowing red thread tied to her soul. When she wakes, the world feels colder. Lonelier. And one step closer to something she can’t explain. As a hunter for the special division, Ji Ah has faced monsters, secrets, and shadows… but nothing prepares her for the day she meets Doctor Shin Joo — the only man who seems to know what her dreams mean. Soon, Ji Ah is thrown into a dangerous mission involving a cursed zone, a mysterious man who claims her fate is bound to his, and whispers of a dragon’s curse that could change everything. In a world where reality and memory twist together, can Ji Ah survive the truth behind her thread... or will it strangle her before she learns to wield it? A slow-burn Korean fantasy with a sci-fi edge, forbidden bonds, and one thread that ties love to destiny.

gap between words, govern by the rules which is obtained by both worlds. this was the kingdom of the west know for their endless bravery and they abilities to read human thoughts leaving in different words which felt like a mountain between the humans and hybrid. he was indeed the time traveler of his people but with so many rules that should not be broken can he keep to them all.

Ezra doesn’t "believe" in ghosts or supernatural. Not really. But one has cursed him. At age five, he was the only survivor of a fire that wiped out his entire family. No one could explain how he got out. Raised by a disgraced priest. Ezra has lived a quiet, calculated life never drawing attention, never taking risks, and never letting anyone in. But people around him have started dying. Mysterious, brutal, impossible deaths. Did that ghost is coming back? Forced into the occult world he’s spent his life avoiding, Ezra begins to unravel the truth of what happened that night, he finds clues pointing not just to the death of his family… but to why he was left alive.

A stormy night. One room. Two strangers from different worlds. When fate brings Rohan and Ishita together under the same roof, neither expects the bond that follows. But love rarely follows logic—and sometimes, the rain doesn’t just fall. It changes everything.

Roxanne Blaise Ramirez, back in her town from the city life for her sister's wedding and mainly for a vacation. Back in school she was the typical badass girl. She was loud, sharp, fiery and can kick ass. She runs into Mason Rockwell, her old rival and Felix Sinclair, her old crush from high-school. She learns that both of them liked her, and still do. What will Roxy do now?

In a world where buildings bleed, time screams through a timer, and reality glitches like static, Azzy searches for answers—and himself. Haunted by Proteus, creatures that mimic life, and shadowed by Cery, a woman both tender and terrifying, he spirals deeper into a dream he may never wake from. Between Gray is a surreal descent into guilt, identity, and the fragile line between love and madness.

Niran Sukrit starts his new job at Love Food, where he meets his handsome and strikingly charismatic boss, Chak Phanprasit. From their very first encounter, Niran feels an undeniable connection to his boss. But can Niran keep his secret feelings for Chak hidden? And what mysterious bond do they share that could change everything?

Hey, lovely readers Welcome to The soundtrack of us, a story that’s been quietly growing in my heart for a while now. It’s about two souls who meet in the most unexpected way—a world-famous singer drowning in noise, and a quiet girl from a quiet town who doesn’t want anything from him… This isn’t your squeaky-clean fangirl fantasy. Oh no. This is a slow, lingering burn. A connection so raw, it slips under your skin before you know it. Their messages? Feel like confessions. Their silence? Feels like tension. Their friendship? Let’s just say it’s not going to stay just that for long. So buckle up, hold your breath, and don’t blame me if you start smiling at your phone like a fool Let me know how deep the butterflies hit - Vera Roy