بسبب تزايد حالات الانتحار في البلاد، أنشأت الحكومة نظام محاكاة مرتبط بالموجات الدماغية للبشر، مما جعلهم ينتقلون إلى آلاف العوالم ويختبرون العديد من جوانب الحياة من أجل تحفيز إرادة الحياة. فقط عندما يمتلئ مقياس الإرادة بنسبة 100٪ يمكنهم العودة أخيرًا إلى الحياة. لو ييتشو. ذكر. أعزب. يبلغ من العمر 22 عامًا. في يوم معين، انتحر بدفن نفسه في أرض الثلج. وبعد ذلك، تم سحبه إلى جهاز المحاكاة. 666: مرحبًا، المضيف! مبروك، أنت الشخص رقم 666 الذي انضم إلى هذا المشروع! المضيف محظوظ جدًا بالحصول على 666، لأن 666 هو النظام الأكثر وسامة والأكثر عقلانية والأكثر روعة! لو ييتشو: ... هل يمكنني تغيير النظام؟ أنت صاخب. 666: QAQ لو ييتشو: بغض النظر عن عدد المرات التي أتنقل فيها، لن يمتلئ مقياس إرادتي. 666: لا - لا، لا تستسلم! لا ينبغي للمضيف أن يتخلى عن QAQ uwaaa، لا تترك 666 بمفرده! أنت الأول، والوحيد بالنسبة لي، كيف يمكنك أن تكون بلا قلب وتتركني خلفك هكذا؟! لو ييتشو: ... لماذا يبدو الأمر خاطئًا؟ . . . وهكذا، بدأ في القفز من عالم إلى آخر لإنقاذ الشرير. لو ييتشو: لماذا يجب أن أنقذ الأشرار؟ 666: Ckckck، المضيف أنت بريء للغاية! بالطبع، هذا لأنهم أكثر روعة من البطل الذكر؛ أغنى، وأقوى، وذو حيلة، ومستبد ووسيم! لو ييتشو: ... إنها فقط تفضيلاتك، أليس كذلك؟

16 year old Grant Carpenter, is a closet gay. He's so far back in the closet he might as well be in Narnia. He's found no interest in any of the guys at his school...until a super cute new guy named Cale Smith arrives. Grant finds himself getting feelings for Cale. But does Cale like him back? And has Grant finally found an interest in someone. Read to find out. Suck at descriptions, still. But you should read. This could be totally interesting.....yea. ~~~ Hey it's Zero here just saying that I wrote this story back in 2014 so I was 13 going on 14 at the time so I know my writing was shitty and I was just getting started and I wasn't that educated on LGBT so please don't leave negative comments about my writing in this as my writing has definitely improved as I've noticed my mistakes from way back then. It's annoying. Like damn I was 13 what do you want me to do? Anyways, enjoy the book.

The Deadbeat Saints is set in a dark, heightened world infused with late '90s counterculture - a place where VHS tapes hum with cursed footage, punk shows bleed into seances, and the supernatural hides in plain sight. At the center are two unlikely misfits: Noelle Delacroix, a disillusioned eighteen-year-old monster hunter with a chip on her shoulder, and Roman, her brooding, reanimated corpse of an adopted brother. Bound by blood, necromancy, and shared trauma, they attend the Hayworth Institute-an elite, crumbling university for witches, warlocks, and paranormal prodigies-where they juggle occult theory, combat magic, and crushing student debt. Their already-precarious existence unravels when they receive word that their Aunt Beatrice's breast cancer has returned. Devastated and unmoored, Noelle and Roman leave behind the shadowed halls of Hayworth and return to their hometown of Maine, only to discover that grief is just the beginning. Drowning in medical debt and facing the loss of their aunt's home, Noelle and Roman reluctantly take a job from one of Maine's most cutthroat monster-hunting firms. At first, the Delacroix siblings thought this gig promises fast cash; but the second they get thrust into a deadly trial, they quickly learn that failure means dying. As they navigate this violent new reality, their initial fascination with the dark arts spirals into chaos. Strange magic and darker forces begin to haunt them, testing their fragile bond. The Deadbeat Saints is a haunting story of two broken souls caught between the real and the unreal- a tale of horror, heartbreak, and the lies we tell ourselves to survive.

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳. When 26-year-old Ava Mortrell inherits an abandoned estate in the forgotten village of Elarith, she believes it's the perfect place to escape a past she won't talk about. But the house has secrets... and so does she. The antique mirror in the master bedroom doesn't show her reflection. It shows someone else. A woman who looks like her, but isn't. Soon, doors creak open on their own. Townsfolk whisper her name without knowing why. And something , or someone , is watching from beyond the glass. As Ava delves deeper into the truth behind the estate and her bloodline, she finds herself torn between two worlds, one real and one unraveling. And in the mirror... her other self is getting stronger.