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In a city drenched in silence. Four murders. Four massages. And one sick purpose. In each body something is missing. A detective chasing a killer but the deeper she digs the more she realises- it's not murders it's.. something that is about creation...

Orion was never supposed to live like this. At twenty-seven, he was trapped in a life built on survival-daily labor, unpaid dreams, and the constant feeling that somewhere, life had gone terribly wrong. He once believed he was meant for something greater. An inventor. A champion. Someone unforgettable. But dreams don't pay rent. Then one accident changes everything. After falling from a construction site, Orion wakes up in another life-a life where another version of himself became everything he ever wanted to be. A world champion. A genius inventor. A commander in war. Each fall throws him into another version of his existence. Each life gives him new power. And each return changes him forever. But the deeper he travels between lives, the more terrifying the truth becomes: He is not the only one crossing worlds. And someone is watching him. Because stealing another life always comes with a price.

Luke has spent his final days in a room full of strangers, forgotten by the sons who took everything from him and left him behind. To the world, he is just another old man waiting for the end-silent, abandoned, and alone. But when a mysterious man appears at the foot of his bed, Luke realizes that his loneliness is not the true punishment. His past has followed him. Every choice he buried, every act he escaped, every voice he ignored has returned to face him. As the nights grow darker and the line between reality, memory, and judgment begins to disappear, Luke is forced to confront one terrifying truth: No one escapes what they have done. The End of the Journey is a dark psychological story about guilt, conscience, hidden sins, and the final moment when a man understands that the prison he feared was the one he had been building all along.

Imagine that your safest sanctuary is actually your greates nightmare. ​Missing person cases rising across the globe, hollowed-out bodies dumped in the middle of streets like trash, and echoes of screams that never fade... For Efsun, all of this was just a distant tragedy on the other side of a screen. Until that invisible hand reached into the privacy of her own bedroom. ​Abducted from her own home, from the place she trusted most, and dragged into the cold darkness, Efsun is no longer just a victim; she is the next piece of a terrifying global "harvest" plan. ​"Fertilize the streets, let the fear seep in, and finally, start the harvest." ​While bodies are being turned into raw material and the first cry of the "Scarlet Ritual" is heard, Efsun must unleash the chaos within to survive. ​A live grenade, an inevitable end, and a war for freedom sprouting in the midst of decay... Will Efsun make it out of this bottomless abyss alive, or will she be discarded just like the others-as mere "decay"?

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There are nights where sleep feels like a doorway that doesn't fully close. Thoughts drift in without asking, sitting beside you with silence, repeating themselves until even that silence feels uncertain. Nothing happens, but everything continues. Memories surface without warning, not as stories, but as weight. They break the life you were trying to enjoy, Time stops behaving like time. An inner sanctuary, if it can still be called that. Where nothing's said, but nothing's ever gone.

At first, it was only the quiet. Not empty. Not harmless. These notebooks were never meant to be read. They began as a way to keep track of things-thoughts, gaps, moments that didn't feel right. Something answered. It stayed long enough to feel familiar. Long enough to feel necessary. And when everything else began to fall away- it didn't. What follows is a series of personal writings documenting a gradual shift in perception, where silence stops meaning absence, and something begins to remain. Not everything written here belongs to him. --- ⚠️ Content & Trigger Warnings: This story contains themes that may be distressing to some readers, including: Psychological distress and mental deterioration Hallucinations and distorted perception Depictions of self-harm (non-graphic) Suicidal thoughts and themes Substance misuse Trauma-related content Emotional dependency and isolation Reader discretion is advised. --- 📌 Note: This story is written in a fragmented, notebook-style format and focuses on atmosphere and psychological descent rather than traditional plot structure.

Lina never meant to stay. She was only hired to take care of a quiet little girl... in a house no one talks about. But the deeper she walks into the Valmont mansion, the more she realizes- some doors were locked for a reason. Three siblings. A house full of secrets. And something... that shouldn't exist. They caught her where she wasn't supposed to be. And now? She can't leave.

I used to think reality was simple. Wake up. Go to school. Live a normal day. Repeat. But then I noticed something small that didn't belong. A broken clock that everyone said was never broken. A message that disappeared from every device. A memory only I seem to have. At first, I thought I was just tired. Now I'm not so sure. Because every time I notice something wrong... the world changes to fix it. Like it never happened. Like I'm the only one who remembers. And the more I notice... the more reality starts to feel less like a place- and more like something that is watching me notice it. A story where reality doesn't break... it corrects itself.

🖤 Some people get a second chance. Others... return carrying a past they can never escape. Ann Aruka Kurosu-Toman's Shadow Guardian-was never meant to come back. Yet somehow... she's here again. Back in a time where everything still feels normal. Where laughter still exists. Where the people she loves are still alive. But Ann remembers. She remembers a future no one else has seen- A future where bonds break... Where choices go wrong... Where everything slowly falls apart. Standing beside Takemichi Hanagaki, the only one fighting against time itself, Ann hides a truth she can never fully share- She already knows how this story ends. But unlike him... She cannot go back. No second chances. No retries. No escape. This is her only life. Her only chance to change everything. To protect Toman. To save the people she lost. And to stand side by side with Takemichi... to save the future itself. And at the center of it all- Manjiro Sano. Because in the future she remembers... is one where even he loses himself. And if she fails this time- There won't be another chance to fix it. Can the Shadow Guardian rewrite fate... or will the past lead them to the same ending once again? __________________________________________________ This is a fanfiction based on Tokyo Revengers by Ken Wakui. I do not own the original characters. I only own my OC Ann and my original storyline.

Hell has been emptied of lords, princes, and the multitude of their subordinates. Their king has been causing havoc on humankind, deceiving them and straying them further away from the grace and virtues of the Almighty. Irreversible salvation was already achieved at the Cross, but humans are still susceptible to their earthly urges and irrational thirst for dominion and knowledge, which lead them to conjure unfathomable horror upon themselves and others. By the start of a new millennium, the Creator has extended mercy once more by redesigning Hell so it can eternally condemn and contain adversity in preparation for the Second Coming. In this new mission, God has chosen another unlikely devotee-a seraphim, a being of inextinguishable fire and ethereal symphony. Dressed as a nun and named Nova, she roams the earth investigating the paranormal to identify evil, rise above its ploys, and exorcise it, sending it where it will forever suffer the consequences of its vile existence. But in the midst of this divine purpose, she encounters an upright but skeptical psychotherapist named Dr. Dee, who believes in the capacity of science and logic, and who aims to explain the supernatural as misdiagnosed or previously undiscovered mental illness. They will collide and contradict each other, but they will soon find harmony, for they both seek to help and restore peace to the sufferers of trauma, injustice, and all forms of human troubles.

She survived. But something else did too. Five years ago, Donna walked out of a nightmare... or at least, that's what everyone believes. Locked away in a psychiatric facility, she learned to forget.,the accident, the voices, the twin she lost... everything. Now she's being released. Clean. Stable. Normal. But something doesn't feel right. People are dying. Faces don't match memories. And someone... or something... has been watching her this entire time. Kiera is trying to move on with her life. Mason is chasing a case that makes no sense. And Donna? Donna is starting to know things. Not everything. Just enough to know..... she didn't leave that place alone. Something followed. Something that wears faces. Something that whispers. Something that's been waiting... for her to come back. 🖤 Do you believe her? Or will you wait until it's too late.... to realize... It might be wearing yours next then?

Watching You Breathe is a psychological thriller about a girl whose life slowly begins to unravel when she realizes she might be constantly watched. As the tension builds, trust becomes fragile, secrets start to surface, and the line between safety and danger disappears.

You lock your door. You check it twice. You live alone. So tell me- who keeps leaving the notes?

"They say love is a many-splendored thing, but sometimes, it's a death sentence." Love is supposed to be a sanctuary. A promise of safety, a bond of loyalty, and a light in the dark. But in the shadows, love has a different face. It is a weapon. It is a trap. It is a death sentence.​ ​From mysterious girl who judges the "perfect" with cold precision, to a mother making her final stand against a monster; from the high-stakes survival of a literal game of Russian Roulette to the quiet, uncanny horror of a boyfriend who comes home... different. In this anthology of psychological thrillers, the line between affection and obsession is written in blood. You will meet the predators hiding behind profile pictures, the friends holding knives behind their smiles, and the lovers who would rather see you dead than see you leave. ​Will you find the love you were promised? Or will you find the evil you deserve? _______________________________________ DISCLAIMER ! ⚠️: Recommended for readers 15+. This book contains dark themes including psychological horror, violence, and mature situations. Viewer discretion is advised. enjoy reading...!!!! <:

If you can't read the sarcasm behind her smile, then you don't belong in her world -you wouldn't survive it. Her lips have been trained well, holding her world from collapsing in the eyes of the others, even as she has collapsed a thousand times within. The question is-how long can a soul smile before it simply disappears?

SmileLine Toy Works was never just a toy company. It was a system built to understand you. At its peak, it looked like a miracle. Bright mascots, musical attractions, smiling halls where generations of families returned like it was tradition written into their bones. It didn't just sell toys. It sold feelings. Safety. Happiness. Memory. But beneath the paint and music, something else was being built. Every laugh was measured. Every hesitation recorded. Every child quietly studied. The mascots weren't costumes. They were interfaces. Observers trained to learn how people think, how they react, how they break. Then came the year no one can fully explain. Employees vanished but still appeared on schedules. Children heard mascots speak when they weren't supposed to. Hallways stopped matching the maps. A blackout changed something inside the factory, and whatever returned with the power was no longer under control. SmileLine didn't shut down cleanly. It twisted. It rotted while still standing. Now, years later, Vera returns to the abandoned factory and finds the systems still running beneath the silence. The deeper she goes, the more the building begins to respond to her. Rooms shift. Paths change. Memories replay incorrectly. Something is watching her not like prey, but like a pattern being studied. Because SmileLine never learned how to stop. It only learned how to adapt. And it remembers her.

​"In the seventeenth century, amidst the cold, unyielding walls of the Spanish Court, a Moroccan ship anchors, carrying an impossible hope. A brilliant medical delegation has arrived to heal a dying Queen, in a desperate trade for hundreds of souls imprisoned behind bars for years."

who do you trust when the one who solves the crimes, is the one committing them?

In a city that never sleeps, where stories slip quietly behind neon lights and falling rain, two people cross paths who were never meant to grow close. Ethan a young man sealed within his cold fortress, running from something no one else can see. Clara a girl who doesn't try to save anyone-she simply isn't afraid to stay. This is not the beginning of a love story. It is the breaking of a silence. Because the most dangerous wounds are not the ones we see,but the ones we learn to live with. And when someone who does not want to be saved meets someone who refuses to force it, something rare begins-a story unlike any other.