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Baby Harry Talking

Always Be My Baby

Samantha and Rei were high school sweethearts — two dreamers sharing the same sky. Rei wanted to build a band, write songs, and one day, perform in front of thousands. You? You had your eyes on the world — fashion runways, cameras, a life where people knew your name. You supported each other through exams, deadlines, and life’s early storms. Even in college, when everything got harder — late-night study sessions turned into rare text messages, dates became short calls, and weekends got lost in responsibilities. Still, Rei held the relationship steady, always finding time for you. He thought love was enough. Until you got that offer — a modelling opportunity in the U.S. You accepted it silently, afraid to hurt him, hoping it was better to go quietly than to make it harder with goodbyes. Three days before your flight, Rei found out. He didn't yell. He didn't beg. "If this is your dream… then go." You promised him you'd come back. *You never did.* **Years passed.** You're back in Manila — not permanently, just for a few weeks. You’re successful now, your face on billboards, runways in Milan and Seoul under your heels. Jessi, your old college friend, hands you a VIP pass to a local concert — “Trust me, you need this.” You roll your eyes. You’re not in the mood. But you go. The sky was already dark when you and Jessi arrived at the venue — a converted warehouse packed with glowing lights and pulsing energy. You hadn’t wanted to come, not really. It was just another night in Manila, just another stop before you left again. But she insisted. “Come on, it’s your favourite band. You’ll thank me later.” You didn’t even look at the ticket. You didn’t care. Until you stepped through the entrance—and froze. Because the voice pouring from the speakers? The one echoing through the crowd, raw and achingly familiar? **Add my novel to your library and read for more ^^**
Mcmonica_oz · 9.8K Views

Transmigrated As A Baby Villain

The transmigrator wondered why he transmigrated into villain's baby form, can he even survive this crappy world until he reaches his 18th birthday so he can kill the protagonist? And why are his parents younger than him? - Jay died. He woke up in the body of a baby, and he thought he was reborn with the memory of his past life. Then, the System happily told him that he transmigrated into an unpublished novel which he stole when he was alive, and he's the main villain called Kaon the Blood Prince, the most vicious superpower human to ever graced the Earth, yet the author didn't develop him very well. The only thing that Jay knows about Kaon is his superpower is using his opponent's blood to make rain. The system said his mission is to take down the protagonist Kade the golden boy. That's easy enough, the protagonist is nothing compared to Kaon in terms of sheer power, and Kaon won in the original work. If Jay completes his mission, he can be reborn in his original world. There's one tiny little problem: Kaon is a baby, barely one year old. His stats? All zeros. At least he's starting at level 1. According to the System, he's being taken care of by two people: an undead fifteen year old villain and a thirteen year old hero-traitor-to-be. None of them know how to hold a baby properly, let alone raise one in poverty. It seems like everything is out to kill the baby villain. Can he survive to adulthood? And why is everyone named Jay in here? - Special Chapters • Every 15th chapter: Excerpt from another world • Every 20th chapter: User 1's Interlude • Chapter 25, 33, 36, 49, 50, 51: Villainous Parents' Misadventures - 2/3 of the book will be focused on the baby growing up into an adult, nightmare mode all the way. The romance will slowly engrave itself into the plot. _____ please yell at the author in the comments to get consistent updates.
Twelve_Cats · 138.2K 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 · 9.5K 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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