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"Why does it always feel this good?" Keiran ran his hands through his disheveled hair, trying to slide it all back as his chest pounded and his fists bloody as that single thought crept into his head, the feeling he could never shake off In 2042, Earth is no longer ruled by humanity alone. where demons possess children and gods walk among humans, Keiran’s worst nightmare comes true: he’s been hijacked by a Ghoul, an Rank S demon so sadistic even the original gods and other demons fears them. In 2030, demons, gods, and angels emerged without warning, throwing humanity into chaos. Demons—born from negative emotions—possess children during puberty, while angels and gods enforce order through the International Divinity Corporation (IDC). The IDC rules Earth, hunting rogue demons and recruiting possessed kids who retain control. But Ghouls—the rarest, most vicious demons—break all rules: they possess anyone, defy exorcism, and exist only to slaughter. If a monster wears a human face, and a human feels nothing while killing... which one is which? Because the only thing worse than a demon who wants you dead? A demon who wants to play

Luana Flores is twenty, loud, and just a little too alive for her own good. She swears too much, laughs at her own jokes, and always shows up late - barefoot, hair a mess, beer in hand. Island life is sweet and predictable: work at the beach café, talk trash with Mia, dodge her lola’s prayers, and maybe flirt with fate just a little. And then he walks in. Not tall. Not flashy. Just him - black shirt, khaki shorts, slippers that have seen better days, and eyes that fold into half-moons when he laughs. The kind of boy who’s quiet but kind, who loves bitter coffee and always notices the small things - like when her hands shake, or when her smile doesn’t reach all the way. Luana doesn’t mean to fall. She really doesn’t. But when it starts to feel like flying, how do you stop? So she keeps the flutter in her chest a secret. Tells no one. Not even him. Because love feels a lot like freedom. But what if her heart’s already too tired to keep up?

Fourteen-year-old Leah doesn’t flinch at blood. She doesn’t cry when people die, doesn’t lose sleep over the bodies she’s left behind. Because Leah isn’t like other girls—she was never meant to be. Crafted by trauma, sharpened by survival, she walks through life with a fractured smile and hands that have forgotten softness. There is no guilt in her, only memory. Only the cold machinery of purpose. But when she meets Caleb—a boy who sees past her monstrous calm, who chooses to stay even when he should run—something within Leah begins to stir. Not redemption. Not remorse. But something more dangerous. Curiosity. Emotion. Want. As Detective Avery closes in on the string of disappearances that all lead back to Leah, and as a buried government experiment known only as Project Pale begins to resurface, Leah finds herself at the center of something far bigger—and far darker—than even she can fully understand. Ghosts of her past claw toward the light, and with them come children born like her… but not all of them are sleeping. The Darkness I Carry is a chilling exploration of the mind of a teenage girl who kills without remorse—and the haunting realization that the real horror may not be who she is… but why she became that way. This is not a story of redemption. It is a story of control. Of violence. Of the things we bury in the dark… and what happens when they remember your name.

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?

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.

Welcome to a classic story about a young lady's ruthless revenge with the help of her loyal bodyguard. Packed with conflict, romance, and action as if you are watching a K-drama! Sprinkled with fluff, flirt, and smut to maximize your satisfaction ;) * * * After getting manipulated, treated like a slave by her family, and assaulted by her own brother, Sarah found out that the accident killing her mother in the past might have been orchestrated by someone from her family. Before figuring out the answer, however, she got killed and opened her eyes at her mother's funeral. "I'm sorry, Mother. I will never be able to live in peace before taking my revenge." Returning as a trashy princess who slept around with her bodyguard instead of the goody-two-shoes daughter people expect her to be, Sarah set out with a match in her hand, determined to take over the kingdom and burn her billionaire family down. Could someone from the future that hadn't happened yet keep her from burning herself, or would she be consumed by the flame of retribution? #regression #billionaire #posessive #master #bodyguard #revenge #fakelovers #fakeittillyoumakeit #faceslapping #makjang #chaebol

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.

“Go away from me. Let me be, you monster!” Eira screamed, her voice echoing from behind the room she had closed herself on. Determined more than ever not to see him. She heaved, her chest rising and falling to the pain.”You took everything from me, Draven. You took everything from me!” “Then take it back, Eira.” Draven called out possessively, “Hate me, fight me, do everything Eira, but don’t dare leave me. I won’t let you do that.” … Eira Katz’s world is ripped apart when she is abducted by Draven, a man blinded by grief and vengeance. Accused of murdering the only woman he ever loved—a woman carrying his child—Eira becomes the target of his rage. Held captive, she endures relentless torment, all for a crime she did not Commit. But when the truth is revealed, the damage is already done. Draven has destroyed her life, killed the man she loved, and left her with nothing. As Eira grapples with the aftermath, she learns she is carrying his child, a bond neither of them can escape.i Trapped in a cycle of vengeance, guilt, and reluctant dependency, Eira must decide whether to escape her captor or confront the broken man who refuses to let her go. But in a world where pain and passion collide, the line between love and hatred blurs. Will Eira find freedom, or will she be forever bound to the man who took everything called life away from her?

Sunny has been discovered by the half brother she never knew she had, which leads to a whirlwind of trouble for her. The intimidating man is not only Head of the Illusen Family, but a Revenant Commander - soon to be one of her superiors upon her graduation. But as they adjust to each other, their growing closeness gives rise to feelings neither should be harbouring for the other.

"You were part of a deal, Arielle. Nothing more." ‎ ‎Desperate to save her sick sister, Arielle Cruz signs a one-year marriage contract with cold-hearted billionaire Leonard Castillo. The agreement is simple: one million dollars, no attachments, no children… and absolutely no falling in love. ‎ ‎But one night shatters all the rules. ‎ ‎When Arielle discovers she’s pregnant, she expects anger—but not this: ‎ ‎"Abort it. I don’t need you, and I don’t need your baby. I already have someone else." ‎ ‎Abandoned and heartbroken, Arielle walks away, determined to raise the child on her own. But Leonard isn’t done with her—not when secrets start to unravel, and the child he rejected becomes the only thing he truly wants. ‎ ‎In a world built on contracts and lies… can love still survive ?

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.

Synopsis: After a sudden and unjust death, Su Yanyue—a modern-day prodigy in medicine, strategy, and martial arts—wakes up in the body of a forgotten girl from ancient times. To her surprise, she’s the long-lost granddaughter of the powerful Su family, guarded by five overprotective brothers and grandparents who control half the empire. While seeking peace in the mountains, she stumbles upon an injured, cold-eyed man and his four sharp-witted “sons.” But this isn’t just any man—he’s General Yu Shenli, the Iron Blood Commander in hiding. Su Yanyue only wanted a quiet life... but fate has other plans. Chaos, conspiracies, and an unexpected romance await. When the Su Clan’s Little Phoenix crosses paths with the Empire’s hidden General, sparks fly—and the empire watches as legends are reborn.

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!

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He called her "rabbit"—soft, weak. Until she bit back. Elle Carter catches her boyfriend cheating — and his reason? “You remind me of my aunt. I pity you. We can still be friends.” She kicked him between the legs and stormed off with a venomous, “F*ck off, bastard.” Humiliated but not broken, her best friend drags her to a luxury salon, muttering, “He said you look like an aunt? Then we’ll make you look like a f*cking goddess.” And she does. Black hair. Golden eyes. Heels sharp enough to stab a man’s ego. They throw a breakup party at the club. One drink turns into five… And Elle ends up in bed with a dangerously hot stranger whose hands know exactly how to undo her. The next morning? She walks into the office to find out that her one-night stand is her new boss — Damien Wolfe. Cold. Commanding. Sinfully attractive. As if the universe wasn’t cruel enough… He’s also her ex-boyfriend’s older brother. He calls her Rabbit. Soft. Small. Breakable. But Elle’s not here to be broken. She’s here to rise. And the lion? He’s not ready for the rabbit that bites back.

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

She looks harmless. Until you realize the empire she's built-right under everyone's noses. Danielle Reyes is a 30-year-old virtual assistant from the Philippines-under 5', soft-spoken, and often underestimated. But behind her chubby cheeks and warm eyes lies the brain of a strategist, a stranger, and a secret powerhouse. She doesn't just assist her Spanish boss... she's the one who built his empire. Balancing motherhood, crippling debt, and a life she didn't ask for, Danielle hides in plain sight. The mob doesn't know her name-but they follow her systems. Interpol doesn't know her face-but they're hunting her footprints. And when her boss names his successor, the quiet little girl finally steps into the light. She was never the side character. She was the whole damn machine.

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.

At just sixteen, Xiao Yu thought her life couldn't get any worse—until she was sold like cattle to Long Shan, the cold-blooded Chinese mafia king whose name alone makes grown men tremble. But Long Shan doesn’t want a lover. He wants obedience. Silence. Control. To him, Xiao Yu is just another pawn—something pretty to keep, punish, and bend to his will. But Xiao Yu isn't the quiet, scared girl he expected. She’s fierce, reckless, and maddeningly defiant. He gives her orders. She gives him attitude. He builds walls. She tears them down with one stare. As the nights grow hotter and the games between them more dangerous, Long Shan finds himself craving the one thing he swore he’d never need again—love. And Xiao Yu, trapped in his world of blood and secrets, must decide: is she just his little slave, or the only woman who can bring the king of the underworld to his knees? Sold to the mafia. Owned by the devil. Desired by a man who doesn’t know how to love. Let the war between pride and passion begin.

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.

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.

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??.

*House of Redemption** In the heights of Heaven, where time does not touch pure hearts, Sara Kosmos Gi Magdalena, daughter of Jesus Kosmos Gi Lámpsiy and Mary Magdalene, watches with sorrow the corruption of Earth. Though she appears to be twenty years old, she is over two thousand years old, and she decides to descend to the world of men to give them one last chance at redemption. Hidden under a humble identity, she builds a house amidst the modern chaos: the **House of Redemption**, a refuge of love, healing, and truth. But her purity is rejected, her kindness mocked, and like her father before her, Sara is seen as naive by a world that has lost its faith. By her side stands Samuel, a young man who sees in her a light impossible to ignore and becomes her protector and first believer. Together, with the help of Carmen, a young woman scarred by a tragic past, and Francisco, a man seeking redemption for his own sins, they will fight against both invisible and visible forces. For evil does not sleep. Lucifer hides in the heart of corrupted religions, unjust systems, and men who kill in the name of faith. And when the shadows of the past rise again to slay the righteous, Sara must decide: **Can humanity still be saved... or does it deserve to be abandoned?**

When the leader of a powerful village uncovers a dark plot by a rising demon organization, he learns that they seek to wage war against the five great villages. Their goal: to claim the sacred keys hidden within each village — keys that keep the ancient god of destruction, Hades, imprisoned. Realizing the threat could bring about the end of the world, he sends urgent warnings to the leaders of all five villages, calling them to prepare for the battle that will determine the fate of humanity itself.

TRIGGER WARNING: 18+ I heard a loud hiss, and then shortly afterward, cold, scaly hands roughly grabbed my own, and instantly, amazing tingles erupted throughout my body, making the nausea I felt subside. The elder went on to tie a red ribbon tightly around our hands and then took a few steps back. I stood still, praying to the goddess for something to go wrong so this ceremony could be canceled. But when the ribbon vanished from our held hands, I knew there was no way out. It was finally done. I was now wedded to the very monster I feared. As everyone celebrated, I sat there in fear, blaming myself. I blamed myself for being weak and for being an omega like my little sister. I hated the moon goddess for letting my mate be a half-serpent, half-man, but above all, I hated myself for being born. ………………. PREVIEW ………………… I gasped when his foot hit each side of my feet, making me spread my legs apart. I understood what was going to happen, but it terrified me more than I had ever been in my life. I tensed when I felt claws trailing along my spine, slowly sending a shiver throughout my body. When the hand stopped at my hips, I took deep breaths to steady my stance while the claws slightly pierced my skin.