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In Hell, your soul is the only currency that matters. It is bought, sold, traded, and shackled by Overlords who hoard power for eternity. But eternity is a long time to be wrong. You are Y/N, a Sinner with a talent that shouldn't exist: you can shatter Soul Contracts. You are the "Nullifier," a ghost in the system that the Overlords fear and the desperate pray for. But breaking the rules of Hell comes with a price. After a chance encounter with the Princess of Hell, Charlie Morningstar, you find yourself seeking refuge at the Hazbin Hotel. But your past isn't letting you go that easily. The TV Overlord, Vox, has placed a bounty on your head, and he's hired the best (and loudest) hitmen in the ring to collect it: I.M.P. Caught between a chaotic redemption arc, a team of assassin imps, and the dangerous affections of Hell's most powerful women, you'll have to fight to keep your soul-and maybe steal a few hearts along the way.

WhatBad A Horror-Comedy Parody by ShroomCvt April Knell used to be that girl on Wattpad. Pink hair. Miku posters. Vampire boyfriends with six-pack trauma. She swore she deleted that life years ago. She was wrong. One innocent app update later, her cringe OC-Damon Bloodthirst Nightshade (yes, seriously)-has manifested in her apartment, shirtless, brooding, and dramatically monologuing to rice cookers. Now she's stuck babysitting her own badly written bad boy while juggling classes, shrimp tanks, and the rising dread that her old fanfiction was never fiction at all. She's acing her mycology exams. But she's flunking reality. Because Damon isn't just real-he's part of something much older. A Blood Pact. A cursed platform. A story that wants to write itself... in her blood. A horror-comedy for 90s and 2000s kids who were way too online. If you've ever said "I can fix him," this is your punishment. Features: cursed laptops, demonic Miku dolls, psychological horror, fanfic tropes turned deadly, and anxiety that rots like old fandoms. From the warped mind of ShroomCvt, where fungus meets fiction and nostalgia goes to die.

Khan Doorman wasn't always the cowardly man with great obsession over doors. Six months after the Gala Massacre and long before core collapse on Copper-9, Khan lived a double life as a handyman for JC Jenson employees and as a doctor in Outpost-3, hidden away from the company. All he wants is to move up in the world and improve lives of all the worker drones through hard work, using his skills as an engineer. Soon, everything is forced to change, when a man of authority and respect needs Khan's help to save his life. New paths have opened. A long adventure is on the horizon, filled with peaks and lows of everyone. Things to note: - This story will bend the canon a bit, it contradicts a lot of stuff you remember from the introduction in the pilot episode. Just so the story has higher stakes and is more interesting overall. - As in any prequel, some characters used here appear in the actual show, but under a different name to not spoil their fate.

2,180 days without a single friend. Online school doesn't save me from the pain. If you've made it this far, then you've cared about me more than my teachers and parents combined. It sounds performative if I tell you that I am just another bullied kid trying to survive, but I don't know if I am. *** Solomon Handler's nightmares have returned-and this time, they are becoming more real. Like every other problem in his life, Solomon tries to push them away, but these visions want something. And they are coming to collect. As the world around him begins to crumble, Solomon is forced to confront the horrors that torment him whether he is awake or asleep.

Quit looking up dumb crap God is watching! Who am I kidding? You're probably gonna be looking up this shit anyway at 4:00 in the morning when everyone is asleep ... horny bastard

Charlie Morningstar is desperate to get her concept of a hotel that redeems Sinners off the ground. However, that desperation leads her to taking in a small, inky demon hiding a mysterious origin and a terrifying secret. Yet, with a little hope (and a lot of singing), can she prove to both Heaven and Hell that even the soulless deserve a chance for redemption, or will both she and her new friends be pulled down into the inky abyss of madness that haunts her new tenant's every step?

Y/N L/N-Dracula was a different kind of Vampire than most. His dreams and ambitions died years ago. But then Wednesday Addams comes to Nevermore, and a bloodthirsty monster threatens her very life. He knows the risks, but he has to know her. Even if she doesn't want him to.

A Young Wanderer with a Grudge met a Drifter who ran away from Fate. Their past catch up, and they are pulled into massive political conspiracy and supernatural events regarding a vague Prophecy. Could be a serious adventure but Shangsong choose his life to be a Comedy instead.

When a chemical disaster turns people into bloodthirsty zombies, chaos erupts. But for one girl, it's just another day until she's dragged into a mansion by a stranger who might just be her ticket to survival.

Three lives ended on the same night - but death was only the beginning. On her 29th birthday, Sharvi never imagined her celebration would turn fatal. Her best friend Ishika, crushed by relentless criticism and spiraling depression, makes a desperate decision that ends in tragedy. Guilt drives Ishika to jump from the apartment... unknowingly taking a stranger, Isha, down with her. But instead of oblivion, the three girls wake up inside a novel. A novel written by Ishika herself. Now trapped within fiction, their roles are cruelly assigned - Ishika becomes Mishika, the story's destined heroine. Isha awakens as Myra, a character never meant to exist. And Sharvi is reborn as Aarvi, a forgotten side character bound for irrelevance. With memories of their real lives intact, they soon realize the world around them follows a fixed storyline - one filled with suffering, loss, and inevitable endings. But what happens when characters become aware of their fate? Can broken girls rewrite a story already written... or will destiny claim them again? A haunting yet hopeful journey of guilt, friendship, healing, and the courage to break the paths chosen for us. Read it now to know more. And plz vote, comment and follow... We authors work hard to write the stories...

The apocalypse was supposed to start in 30 years. Then Fey checked a mysterious flash drive for viruses... using a smart speaker. Now the containment system protecting humanity has been uploaded to the cloud. Somewhere inside it lives Demon 666. Meanwhile: • An AI is desperately trying to prevent the end of civilization • Scientists are losing control of the situation • Two giant historical dictators are destroying a city • A Roman legionary is drinking beer with a demon • A Soviet spy appears for reasons nobody understands • And the author of this story has already gone to the bar Unfortunately, the demon decided to finish writing the story himself. And he prefers the Director's Cut.

A NamtanFilm Fanfiction. When Film Forger, a sharp-tongued documentary editor who reconstructs missing footage, discovers that her ex-wife Namtan Trevor, a free-spirited extrovert, has joined a suspicious spiritual retreat tied to missing women, she infiltrates the cult to save her-only to realize Namtan might not want to be rescued... and their broken marriage might be the real thing they have to survive. GENRE: Dark Comedy • Psychological Thriller • Mystery • Sapphic Romance

A perfect cherry-blossom confession between high-school sweethearts Akira and Aya is brutally interrupted - the entire scene literally crumples like paper being crushed. Akira wakes up alone in an unfamiliar city, realizing his whole life was just a discarded story draft. Desperate and lost, he stumbles upon Saru's Lost & Found Agency - a tiny, banana-bread-scented office that specializes in helping "scrapped" or rewritten characters find new purpose.

Conspiracy or Spirituality?! Does it even matter? Toby, Day 20 behind bars: "If someone had told me that my own voice could betray me, I would've laughed in their face. Right up until the moment I stood in the middle of a Ironport courtroom and heard myself-my actual voice-confessing to a multi-million dollar crime. My lawyer??? Ugh, someone cook him for me, please. If he utters one more worthless sentence, I'm going to disown him right there in front of the judge. Usually, stray bullets hit people randomly... but apparently, I'm the only target in the room. I'm like a human bullseye. Why do you guys keep taking aim at me?! WHYYYY??!!!" [Note from Author: Profanity and explicit language will be replaced with symbols such as *** or %*^&&.] DISCLAIMER / AUTHOR'S NOTE This story is a work of fiction. All names, characters, organizations, locations, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, political entities, or existing conspiracies is purely coincidental. The narrative explores complex themes including geopolitics, technological warfare, and spiritual conflicts solely for entertainment and speculative purposes. It does not reflect the author's personal views on any real-world individuals or institutions. Reader discretion is advised: Maintain your own discernment between fiction and reality.

In the year 2100, the telecommunications company Rare Communications has monopolized the international telecommunications market skipping all the antitrust laws of the world, now with the discovery of the dark dimension, a dimension full of supernatural monsters, the companies Rare sells its telecommunications services to them, in order to leave the earth alone, now the technician Manolo Restituyo will enter this world to do what he knows, in a dimension where anything can take your life.

A JangJingJing Fanfiction. JingJing Whitman thought her biggest problem was surviving double shifts at the café-until she fell for Janhae Harrington: elegant, infuriatingly charming, and hiding a very precise way of making people disappear. Between domestic chaos, dangerous secrets, and undeniable attraction, JingJing learns that loving Janhae isn't about ignoring the blood-it's about choosing her anyway, every single night. GENRE: Dark Comedy • Sapphic Romance • Thriller • Mature Content

Rowan Richard doesn't believe in coincidences - but lately, women keep appearing at the exact moment his life starts to fall apart. Each of them says the right thing. Knows too much. Leaves too little behind. Love feels rehearsed. Kindness feels strategic. And betrayal might not be the worst thing happening. This isn't just a romance. It's a pattern. And Rowan is finally starting to notice.

When 18-year-old Preston finds himself in the middle of a string of brutal murders, he figures two things: one, he's probably in way over his head, and two- Maybe he should've picked another interest. curiosity has a terrible habit of getting him into trouble, and somehow surviving might require fast thinking, terrible decisions, and just enough luck to barely stay alive. Did I mention he can see the future?

A dying town launches a rebranding campaign that no one seems to be running. The billboards appear overnight. The slogans don't explain themselves. A diner waitress says nobody puts them up, and nobody takes them down. A couple arrives expecting ironic tourism and finds something closer to a live experiment. Beauchêne doesn't ask visitors to believe anything. It only asks them to stay. To notice. To participate. What begins as small-town decay becomes a slow, sideways unraveling... murals that feel instructional, civic programs that behave like dares, and a town that seems increasingly aware of the people passing through it. A surreal, slow-burn satire about American decline, anti-branding, and the strange comfort of entropy. Meaning doesn't collapse here. It rebrands. Entropy is a vibe. Decline tastes like caramel. Welcome to Beauchêne. You're here now.

(A fictional first person recollection of my unhinged obsession with death) Ever since young, I've been obsessed with watching people die. This fascination has twisted my world views in ways no regular person should agree with and I'm pretty sure you're a regular person right? Otherwise you wouldn't be picking up this book! I sincerely hope you enjoy my stories and aren't too bewildered by what I am about to write here. Please, enjoy the life I have lived and the misery I have suffered.