"Do first, think next" would be the single statement to describe Scarlett, a nineteen-year-old walking bad decision. When her bestie (and patner in crime) goes missing, she creatively investigates and unknowingly abducts a literal crime lord, Augustine. What could be the possible outcome when a chaotic crackhead crashes straight into a calm, controlled crime lord?

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25-year old Lee still hasn't figured out why they could not form any long-lasting relationships, even friendships for that matter. Aside from family members, which they are obligated to talk to, there is no one else Lee had even come close to calling a friend. Well, maybe except for one. -------- Submitted for ONC 2026 @OpenNovellaContest Using the following prompts : 29. You will meet many people in your life. Many will come and go, but some will leave footprints in your heart. 104. While wandering in the woods, you dismiss the rustling behind you as nothing more than wind through the trees until you turn around and realize it isn't the wind at all. 106. After waking at 3AM to a freezing room and a door you're certain you closed, you find wet footprints and melting snow leading from your bedroom into the hall. Realizing someone or something is inside your home, you follow the trail to uncover the truth.

The rules of the Relationship Grim Reaper are simple: don't get close, don't get attached, and definitely don't accidentally swap Kindles with a stranger at a café and spend twelve minutes reading his very annotated, very revealing smutty romance novel before realizing it isn't yours. Nadia Reyes has a reputation. Every couple she befriends eventually implodes - and somehow finds their perfect match afterward. It's a gift for everyone except her. She doesn't date. She doesn't let people in. And she definitely doesn't read strangers' Kindles. Except she did. And now she has to give it back. Zane Holloway is charming, infuriatingly perceptive, and the ex-boyfriend of the last couple Nadia accidentally destroyed. He also has her Kindle. And he read it. And he has thoughts. What starts as a forty-five second hostile exchange in a busy café becomes something neither of them planned for: a collision course through Caldwell's streets, a slow unraveling of everything they've built to stay safe, and the creeping, inconvenient realization that the person most dangerous to your carefully constructed defenses might also be the only one worth letting past them. Some curses aren't real. Some walls aren't protection. And some wrong Kindles are exactly right.| BASED ON PTOMPTS 54 & 56

After the brutal, unsolved murder of his father, Jules has inherited it all. The most powerful corporation in the world, the largest wolf pack--and the pressure of being the most watched man on earth. It's far from his old life of killing enemy werewolves and keeping the pack in line, but he's taking it well. Maybe it's not so bad being insanely powerful and filthy rich. And then his packmembers start dying, and Jules is forced to come to terms with a startling thought: He has to kill an angel. *** I don't know what I am anymore. One day, I was gay and broke and had just been blessed with a 'good job.' The next day, I had killed a man and become something entirely inhuman. Something not quite myself. The more I learn about myself and the dark corporation that owns most of the world, the clearer my fate becomes: I have to kill an alpha.

• A Greykin Chronicles Origin Story • What the hell did a mutt like Emrys think he was doing entering the Redblood Trials? Winning, that was what. He'd prove he was more than an outcast runt, and he'd become the first of his kind to claim a place in the Monarchy. *** Since the beginning of the human-Caeleste war, Emrys' pack has moved from territory to territory. When they finally reach the Pactlands, a city far from the chaos and neutral ground between the surrounding packs, it is immediately made clear that mutts aren't welcome, and runts never last long. Unfortunately, Emrys is both. If it weren't for Finn, he wouldn't have survived long enough to witness the twentieth Grey Moon. With it comes the Redblood Trials, a brutal tournament which promises the victor a royal title. That was his chance to prove that a mutt was more than a revolting cross of far too many bloodlines. But his fight for survival starts before he can even sign up. Driven from the city by the Silveinbloods, he trespasses into forbidden woodland, a place no wolf dared to go. Abandoning sense and instinct alike, he ventures into the ruin of an old castle, where he uncovers an ancient Aegis artifact. However, the discovery doesn't promise fame and fortune; it warns that entering the trials will bring only danger and despair. With the moon just around the corner, he has to decide what he fears more: a life forever of humiliation and seclusion, or the apparent fate waiting for him in the arena. ❅ Dark Fantasy ❅ Mystery-Thriller ❅ MxM Romance ❅ Werewolves vs Wolf Walkers ❅ Word Count: 10,326 ─────────────────────────────────── ✵ Numenverse year: 1150 2026 © Tate Csernis

I woke in the dark, and it recognized me. Stars trembled at the edges of my sight, slipping away one by one, their fading whispers reaching for me-begging to be seen, to be heard, to be saved. Voices follow, offering me names that don't belong to me, each one a life they swear I lived. Their memories fracture against each other, splintering into impossible versions of who I'm meant to be. It feels as though the world itself is struggling to hold my shape, unsure which story I belong to-or how many times I've slipped through its grasp. And nothing feels real. Not the town. Not the sky. Not this fragile body that contains me like a trembling lie. At midnight, the tattoos on my skin wake, stirring like constellations trying to remember their shapes. They call to me with quiet urgency, urging me to fulfill the stories they carry-tales carved in light long before this world learned to speak. I don't know who I am. I don't know why I'm here. But something inside me remembers-something vast, ancient, and impossible to ignore. And the darkness I came from is calling me home. 🌌 Dedicated with love to @dyingfrominside - your art gave this story its first breath. 🪐#ONC2026 🌙Integrated Prompts: 69. The stars are disappearing one by one, and only you can hear their whispers. 77. Everyone in town remembers you differently, as if each person has lived a completely different version of your life. 78. You begin to realize that nothing is quite what it seems. 95. At midnight, every tattoo on your body comes to life and demands you fulfill the stories they represent.

Kieran is already dealing with a flirtatious boss, disdainful coworkers and a heavy workload and writhing self-insecurity that gives him a perpetual migraine. Now the cute boy he met as a child had turned out to be a handsome, adorable... werewolf?! Salva opened their wings to their city neighbors in Bellport's greatest time of need, but will the divide between the two cities be greater than the chasm that seperates the them both or can they work together to find the solution to the virus that plagues them both? #ONC2026 Genre: Fantasy-Supernatural, Werewolf Mature (16+): Mention of abuse, Bullying, Profanity, Gore/Violence Copyright© 2025 short_flame

So... Riven kidnapped the magnanimous King of the Aer Folk because a magical book containing the soul of his cheating ex-boyfriend told him to, but that does not make him crazy, not at all. After all he only wants to revive Jesse, so he can kill him again. Where does Vlad land in all of this, you ask? Well he is that poor, kidnapped King who is now curse-bound to a freaking lunatic. But our wonderful King Valadrius is not sad, not at all. And he is definitely not falling in love with his kidnapper, or kissing him, no matter what the curse tells him to do. #ONC2026 Genre: Fantasy-Romance Copyright© 2026 short_flame

As ritual killings tear through the city, Blythe becomes the center of a dangerous obsession. Two men want her for very different reasons, and both are hiding exactly how far they'll go to keep her. *** Blythe thought college would be about classes, parties, and finally feeling normal. Instead, ritualistic killings begin tearing through the city, and every step she takes seems to pull her closer to the danger. Her childhood best friend starts acting secretive and overprotective, like he is hiding something big. Then a new man appears. Dark. Magnetic. And maybe exactly what she should be running from. As fear spreads and strange things begin happening around her, Blythe starts to wonder if the danger is following her for a reason. Someone is watching her. Someone is hunting. And the truth about who she can trust, and who she might be, could change everything. *** Open Novella Contest 2026 Prompts: 82, 99, 104, 105