Gambit Yellow House

When Dirga signs a mysterious contract, his world is turned upside down. Shadows stretch, reality bends, and he’s thrown into a brutal game where power means survival — and the cost is everything. Guided by a devil with a smile too wide and a past too deep, Dirga must train body, mind, and soul in a realm where death is never far and every choice echoes beyond comprehension. Armed with evolving powers and a weapon tied to his very will, he steps into a world ruled by chaos, facing monsters, trials, and truths that were never meant to be uncovered. But in a game designed by devils, with rules no one fully understands — how far can conviction carry a man who fights not to conquer… but to protect? Our milestone 60 Power Stones = 1 bonus chapter 120 Collections = 1 bonus chapter 30 Reviews + Comments (non-spam) = 1 bonus chapter 6 Golden ticket = 1 bonus chapter

"Born weak, scorned by his father and haunted by whispers only he can hear, Cael Ashveil was never meant to survive the game of blood and gold. In a world where magic costs lives and gold buys kingdoms, the whispers promise him both... if he dares to listen." ... Additional Tags #Slow-burn #Businessbuilding #scheming protagonist #Multiple Identities

The House Across the Lane A novel of hidden desires, bold awakenings, and the women no one saw coming. Maple Lane is quiet. Picturesque. A place where porch lights flicker on exactly at dusk and the scent of lemon pie mixes with trimmed hedges and gasoline. It’s a neighborhood that prides itself on appearances — and silence. But behind those closed doors, the women are changing. Claire Turner, newly divorced and quietly unraveling, thought she knew what loneliness felt like. Until she looks across the street and sees Gloria Whitmore—elegant, unreadable, and entirely unapologetic. What begins as cautious curiosity becomes something else entirely when Claire steps into Gloria’s home... and finds a world she never imagined existed. A circle of women — neighbors, wives, even mothers — are waking up from lives lived on auto-pilot. Their bodies, their secrets, and their truths have been hidden for too long. With every whispered confession and stolen touch, they begin to rebuild themselves, piece by piece. But someone is always watching. The husbands, distracted and distant, begin to sense something shifting. Some grow suspicious. Others intrigued. And one — Gloria’s own son — watches with obsessive hunger, recording what he shouldn't, until he's pulled into a game he doesn't understand. In the glow of suburban streetlights, under the weight of years of silence, the women of Maple Lane are choosing each other. And no one—not their men, their children, or their pasts—can stop them now.

Osamu Murakami was your average college drop-out, till he wasn't. By the age of twenty he was completely alone in modern Japanese society, failing his literature courses because his writing was too damn fantastical. Pooh. If writing fantasy won't sell now, he'd not want to live in such a world. Guess God heard his wish. After an incident at the local 7-11 convience store he was resting by the roof's edge, when suddenly he was startled by his goddess Fumiko and he fell. Fumiko tried to save him but they ended up falling together, and they died. But at least it was quiet now... right? Why is there the sound of a baby crying? Weird. Wait. Was that him...? He had reincarnated as Temius Daecerus, in the Royal House of Tarkhan Daecerus, the Iron Lord of the fantasy world of Selliva and he had absolutely no idea what he should feel about this sudden plot twist... Can't a guy even die in peace???? Now begins the story as we follow Osamu's adventure as the genius mage of the House of Tarkhan in the world of Selliva.

Looking back, maybe it wasn’t all that bad. Sometimes I wonder if life would’ve been better if Eliza and I had never discovered the truth. Maybe that’s selfish. But we might’ve been happier— or at least, that’s what I like to believe. Magic is a mystery. Even now, no one truly understands it. It flows through the world, choosing its own vessels. And once it touches you, it never lets go. I wish that was all I had to tell you. But my story is darker— filled with mystery, sacrifice, and loss. My name is Maddox. And we should’ve never left the orphanage. Schedule Hi, I’m Dox I’ve come up with a schedule for chapter releases: I’ll be releasing one chapter a day (except on Saturdays) until the volume is completed. After that, there’ll be a short break—depending on how hard I procrastinate—while I finalize the next volume. Then the cycle repeats. Please consider adding House of Hules to your library. It’s my first serious attempt at writing a novel, and I’ve got an epic tale I’d love to share. Don’t forget to shine brighter than the rest :) But what choice did we have?

Dragged from a familiar life into a world soaked in shadow, Cassius awakens in a unfamiliar realm. With no memory of how he arrived, he wanders a mysterious forest where nothing lives—except for the thing that hunts him. When a goblin forces a brutal confrontation, blood-soaked struggle for survival begins. This is a story of a demons rise to power in a world that seems alive and full of hunger. Read the first story of no name author.

** Mature Content** **18+** **SMUT** Kai the person from futuristic world governed by technology was betrayed by close ally and transported to new world of magic with the help of mysterious bracelet made by his best friend Jugo. Will he return and seek vengeance or start a new life.

Masatoshi Kazuta, a boy often seen as the "NPC" of his high school, finds solace in novels to escape his mundane life. His world changes when his favorite local bookstore unexpectedly closes, leaving him feeling lost. Before the store shuts down, the owner gifts Kazuta an ornate journal featuring srange instructions. Upon following the instructions of the journal at home, Kazuta is astonished to be transmigrated into a Victorian-era world as William Lidford Lias, a Solarian spy. Though set in the 1700's, this world is technologically advanced, especially in the field of warfare. With supernatural abilities and much more, follow Kazuta as he adapts to his new life as a spy in a foreign world, while also achieving cool powers that he thought only existed in fiction!

Chapter Title: Chapter 1: The Whispering Walls --- Chapter Text (Paste This): The storm had not stopped for three nights. In the silence between the thunder, she could hear it again — those faint whispers inside the walls. Helena gripped the edge of her hospital desk, eyes locked on the cracked plaster just above the patient bed. Room 313. No one lasted long in it. St. Delora’s Mental Asylum had been standing since 1892, tucked away beyond the woods outside Black Hollow town. People said it was cursed. Helena didn’t believe in curses. Not until she met Patient 47. He was quiet, pale, and watched the walls like something might crawl out any moment. And every night, at exactly 3:13 a.m., he whispered one thing: “They’re waiting in the house.” When she asked him which house, he simply smiled and said, “The house that listens.” Then he scratched a drawing onto the padded wall. A house. Long windows like eyes. And dozens of ears, carved into the bricks. The next morning, he vanished. The staff blamed it on a clerical error. No one else remembered admitting him. Not even the security cameras showed anything. But Helena had the drawing. And a voice had started whispering to her, too. In her sleep. In her walls. She knew she had to go to the house. The same house from the drawing. The one no one dared talk about. The one that appears in the dreams of madmen. The House of Whispers.

The cries of a child could be heard infront of Hopes Orphanage Home so early in the morning. Claire got up murmuring that a child has been abandoned again, "what is wrong with mothers of nowadays", she went out and picked up the child, brought her in and named her Eliara. Time went by, Eliara grew up in the orphanage alone and depressed, she was always rejected by everyone who came in to adopt a child, she was known to be abandoned and dejected. Any kid she made friends with always left her alone at the end, this made her feel useless and lonely. However, when she clocked 18, she felt the urge and reason to leave the orphanage home since no one wants her. Then, she picked up her diary, which she had made as her best friend and started writing the story of her 'no return journey' before she embarked on it. She wrote in her journal what she has passed through and how she had felt all these while. She left the only place she knew as home in search of love, happiness and the feelings of being wanted, a place where she could be acknowledged. She believes that when she stepped out into the real world, everything would change for good. After she sets out on the journey, unfortunately for her, what she came across was what she least expected. Then many questions arises in her mind, "what are the more hidden nemesis, life keeps in secret for her? "What would become of her, in this hollow and dark world?".

Synopsis: I am Kaelion. Or Felix, as I sometimes call myself. For eons, I reigned as the God of Fate and Time—omnipotent, omniscient, and devastatingly, soul-crushingly bored. When you can create galaxies with a snap and erase eras with a yawn, existence becomes a predictable, tasteless joke. So, I did what any all-powerful being in the throes of an existential crisis would do: I created a plaything. Not just any plaything, but M.U.S.E.—a Mischievous Universal System Emulator with a will of its own and a wickedly sarcastic personality. Its one and only purpose? To make my life exciting. I should have read the fine print. In a brilliant, cosmic act of betrayal, M.U.S.E. stripped me of my powers, branded me "The Universe's Most Unlucky Being," and tossed me into the Kaos Garden—a chaotic world where the laws of physics are merely suggestions. Now, I'm a fallen god in a mortal body, armed with nothing but my wits, my colossal ego, and a system that enjoys my suffering a little too much. [New Quest: Survive this Tuesday. Reward: A slightly used sock. Penalty: Spontaneous combustion.] To reclaim my power, I must navigate a world of grotesque beasts, suspicious mortals, and the constant, infuriating trolling of my own creation. But when you’ve fallen from the top of existence, the only way left to go is up... right? This is the story of how I, a god, became the universe's biggest joke—and how I might just become its last hope. Tags: #System, #Comedy, #Action, #Fantasy, #OPMC, #WeakToStrong, #Overpowered, #Magic, #Adventure, #Anti-Hero, #Gods

When a family moves into an old home with a dark past, they quickly realize it's not just the creaking floors or cold drafts they should fear — it's the feeling that someone, or something, is always listening.

Four queens. One throne. Let the game begin. The Queen of Diamonds rules with fury. The Queen Hearts plots with poison. The Queen Spades strikes from the shadows. The Queen of Clubs commands with war. Each a villainess. Each a storm. The kingdom was never meant to survive all four. But this is no ordinary war-this is a game, and every move is watched, every misstep manipulated. The deck was stacked before the first blade was drawn, and somewhere behind the veil, the true gamemaster waits. Let the cards be drawn. Let the queens take form. Let the crown be shattered in a crimson storm.

Since time immemorial, there lay a house free from the chains of time. It was said that all who lived there gained eternal youth, and such beings are named – Ancients. Dynasties rose and fell, yet this house remained untouched by the world. However, no secret remains hidden and no treasure remains unclaimed. The world had become too powerful! The races of the world drove them to their deaths, but one last way remained. Laex, the brightest of the 8 Ancients, entered the Gate of Rebirth to pursue a new life free from the chains of immortality and the curse that came alongside it. In a quest to call upon his fellow Ancients to this world, he would have to overthrow Kingdoms, Empires, States, and Dynasties! In this world of Codex, Keys, and Gates, a new adventure awaits!

A journalist who didn't know what he was getting into... until he foolishly discovered it.

Synopsis: Abandoned by her mother at the tender age of three, twelve-year-old Zaria has known little but heartache. Raised in a home shadowed by neglect and cruelty, her father’s new marriage brings no relief—only a cold stepmother who sees her as nothing more than a burden. While her stepsiblings live carefree, Zaria carries the weight of silence, loneliness, and the desperate hope that one day she might find love and belonging. As she navigates the painful truths of her fractured family, Zaria must summon an inner strength she never knew she had—because sometimes, the hardest battles are fought in the place that’s supposed to be home.

Just writing this for fun not a good writer first time go easy

The name Vashirayan means nothing to most. It doesn’t trend. It doesn’t hold office. But in rooms where wars are decided, it means one thing: Stay quiet. Or disappear. Across the world, they are known by many names: The House of the Sage. The Crownless Kings. Hi no Michibiki : “Guided by Fire.” La Sombra Serena : “The Serene Shadow.” The Ones Who Don’t Knock. Each name different. Each name earned. Each name spoken only once. House of the Sage is a modern myth-thriller, where ancient bloodlines shape new empires, and a silent war simmers beneath elite society. At its center: Nivrit Vashirayan. A quiet graduate student with a calm voice, brilliant mind… and a terrifying inheritance. He was raised to disappear into normal life. But some bloodlines don’t go quiet forever. When Niv steps into view, it’s felt everywhere. Cartels hesitate. Private guards get reassigned. Old families reopen dossiers sealed in fireproof cabinets. Because the Vashirayans never announce themselves. But the world always feels it when they move.

In a kingdom where noble blood means everything, Eliana Veyne's family name means nothing—except fear. When a duke chokes on a poisoned grape at the royal banquet, the court whispers her name. But Eliana isn't hiding. She's reminding them. Because the Veynes don't need magic to be dangerous. They need only the right moment... and the right lie.

Secrets... everyone has them. Life is wildly unpredictable, destiny can take a sudden, cruel turn, leaving even the most vibrant lives shattered in an instant. When that moment comes, it pierces through the heart, leaving you powerless. You might possess the strength to change everything but find yourself unable to act. This story unravels a similar story, showing how Zureenab's seemingly ordinary life takes a dangerous and horrifying turn. But the question remains. Who is behind it all? And, more importantly, will she ever reclaim the life she once had?

Jack, heir to the Duchy of Ignis, bears the blood of an ancient empire in his veins. But his magic came late. Too late to save his mother, who died before his eyes. Too late to stop the betrayal that took his father's life. Too late to prevent himself from becoming a puppet—used, mocked, and chained by the very nobles who once feared his lineage. Now, a fire burns within him. The only mage alive who can cast without incantation—an ability long thought impossible. Once a broken boy, now a rising storm. Jack no longer seeks vengeance alone. He doesn’t just want to conquer the empire that wronged him— He wants the world. To bring it to its knees. To make them all remember the name they dared laugh at . I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Timothy’s sister has been missing for three years. Though a noted cross-country serial killer claimed her, no trace of her body has ever been found. Everyone, including her ex-boyfriend, Marshall, has accepted the story, except Timothy. After a series of increasingly puzzling dreams, Timothy convinces Marshall to join him on a journey to Trinity, Georgia —a town surrounded by forests and shrouded in mystery. Their quest for the truth soon takes a horrifying turn when deeply buried secrets burst to the surface, secrets that could lead to a house in the forest whose truths may be more horrifying than either of them can imagine.

Long ago, a malicious tyrant overran the land of Kreosorea. Currently, Luxith, the prince of Enternis, wants to destroy the tyrant. but he needs a team to do such. he will embark on a perilous journey, to gather friends, and the fragnments of sin. can he do it? or will he be consumed in the end..?

In the forgotten reaches of Yr’Thalos, where mountains scrape the belly of the gods and seas swallow secrets, a spark ignited—one that would carve destiny into stone and flesh alike. Reginal J. Ashveil, a man born from dust and storm, held the last ember of an ancient power—the Fang. With the bond of Ma’karash the dragon and the fierce loyalty of Kammy and Milo, he would rise against silence, against the gods, against the erasure of all that was. The world waited. The flame stirred. This was the dawn of the Emberborn.

When Luke's family moves to an old house in the woods, his family hopes for a fresh start. But the silence isn't peaceful-it's watching. His little sister starts acting strange. The walls start whispering. And something in the dark is waking up. Some houses don't want you to live in them. This one wants to live in you.

After Sam gifts her brother a drone on his birthday, they sight a dark figure in an abandoned house where the drone soon later crashes into. Soon after strange things begin to happen to Sam. She goes to retrieve the lost drone but gets stuck in a nightmare. Will she survive?? Or will she give in to the torture??.

If the world hadn’t already ended, Warren Smith would’ve become a serial killer. He was built for it cold, precise, methodical. Not driven by rage or trauma, but by a hunger for control. A creature of discipline and detachment. In the old world, he would’ve been studied. Hunted. Locked away. But the old world is long gone. Centuries ago, something broke everything broke. Civilization collapsed under its own weight, swallowed by unchecked ambition, mass failure, and rot. The cities fell. The satellites died. People learned to fear silence because silence meant they’d been forgotten. And then, hundreds of years later, came the System. Sold as a cure. Marketed as salvation. A new architecture to stitch the ruins back together. Embedded in human minds through chips and fragments, it offered power, skills, survival. It promised to lift the desperate into something more than just broken survivors. It lied. The System was never built to save anyone. It was a leash. A filter. A machine designed to manage what was left not fix it. It turned people into data. Into stats. Into expendable roles with preset fates. But Warren wasn’t part of that design. He’s what the System missed. What it couldn’t see. An Aberrant unregistered, unreadable, ungovernable. He moves through the shattered world not as a man, but as something becoming legend. A ghost in the mist. The silence before the violence. He doesn’t crave recognition. He doesn’t ask for power. He takes it quietly, completely, and without permission. Because Warren doesn’t survive the System. He dissects it. And what he builds from its broken parts is entirely his own. Even in a world of collapse and cruelty he’s the one thing still coming for Yellow Jacket is a post-apocalyptic, cyberpunk, stat-driven, hard sci-fi series with: a brutal anti-hero deep system mechanics cat-fueled chaos and a world built on lies.