Experimentalfiction Stories

In a world where blood and magic defines worth, Ossian Selwyn, a Pureblood Squib, is given an impossible gift: a wand carved from bone that lets him wield the very power he was denied. As he enters Hogwarts under false pretenses, Ossian must hide his secret, find allies, and confront the many inequalities of the Wizarding World. OR How many Squibs using counterfeit magic does it take to upend the entire political and metaphysical system of the Wizarding World?

This isn't just a book; it's a structural rebellion. This is an anthology of experimental fiction designed to challenge how we consume stories. From a protagonist who realizes they are being deleted in real-time to a mystery where the clues are hidden in the page numbers, each entry dismantles a different pillar of traditional writing. Expect narratives that move backward, dialogue that speaks directly to your inner monologue, and plot twists that happen outside the margins. It is a journey for the reader who is bored with the "beginning, middle, and end" and is ready to see what happens when the storyteller stops playing fair.

A young man escapes death... but death gives chase

In the Kingdom of God, the Sole-Creator Faith had a doctrine that declared: "You must not eat anything blue." For centuries, people had followed this teaching, avoiding blue fruits and small blue animals. Over time, blue-tinted plants and creatures became more likely to survive, while non-blue food sources were eaten to extinction, plunging the land into famine. Amid this crisis, a child named Buda came up with a bold idea - to feed a blue fruit to fish and see what happens, testing whether it was truly poisonous. It was the beginning of what would later be called an "experiment." The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#kyouraku) was translated into English using ChatGPT-5.

"Some stories begin with a heartbeat. This one begins with a letter." In a world rebuilt from ashes, 17-year-old Elira Vale discovers an old ink pen buried in the ruins of her academy's forgotten library. When she writes with it, strange letters appear overnight - replies from someone claiming to know her... from another life. That someone is Caelum - or Lucien - a boy lost in time. A boy who once loved her in a version she doesn't remember. But Elira's memories aren't just returning. They're rewriting. As haunting fragments of past lives bleed into the present, two boys step out of the shadows: one who wants to save her... and one who already did. And buried within them both is the truth about who Elira really is - and what she was never meant to remember. Because Elira Vale isn't just a girl in a story. She's the version the story was written for. Disclaimer: "Contains emotional themes, subtle romantic tension, and mysterious twists. Perfect for fans of poetic storytelling and soul-deep connections."

Book four of ' WHERE NIGHTMARES LIE' 'Here we all like to say. That everything is going to be the same. Happiness will never just walk way. Leaving us with empty whispers. Lingering and dispersed in the air. Don't give us that secondhand sadness People like to tell us. That maybe we're blindly living. But honestly I prefer empty whispers. Over those switchblade words. At least in the end . They never leave marks on my skin. Oh, I'm so grateful for the void in my heart. Don't you ever show you're emotions or you'll end up dead' cover by : @bon_kiss

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THEY CALLED US "DEFECTIVE". WE CALLED OURSELVES THE GARDEN. This is a jailbreak manual for the soul. Blueprints for bridges built from the wreckage of labels. And seeds sprouting through the concrete of the S-System. WARNING: Reading is hazardous to cynicism. May cause uncontrollable urges to become human. (ENGLISH INTERNATIONAL VERSION)

This is a scrapped book idea, let me know if you want me to continue it, and I will add the parts on Wattpad. I realize that . - - - - does not show the true nature of the book so well, as tension was supposed to drastically escalate from here; it is also a rough draft.

Book two of ' WHERE NIGHTMARES LIE' 'Here we treasure beauty, not made to be perfect. Life's greatest deception, it's so easy to be loved. Fooling everyone to lie and not just to themselves. it's so pitiful but so necessary. We wear a mask that's cracked. Cause under the crimson moonlight We're setting up our traps. Our perfect pose can be easily broken. Perfection is the most asymptotic virus. Until we're the ones destroying ourselves.' cover by : @bon_kissh Also available on INKITT under Zaquira.L.C. ( should be on anywhere else besides here and there!)

A collection of flash fiction and short stories that are mostly in the horror genre. Some will make you have to think, some will make you look over your shoulder, some will make you laugh (I'm sure humorous horror is a genre and if it isn't, it should be), all should entertain. This is also an experiment, as I'm not entirely sure how I want to publish it. So, I will be watching to see which stories do well (votes and comments would really be appreciated) and which stories don't.

"Unpleasant Employees"-those who casually hurl complaints and sarcasm-became difficult to approach for task requests. As a result, they quietly avoided shared responsibilities, while agreeable employees-the ones easy to ask-found collective duties piling onto their shoulders. This structural imbalance was discovered to be a major drag on operational efficiency. Soon, the unpleasantness and "cunningness" of such employees were quantified into measurable indices. When those values exceeded a defined threshold, intervention was triggered. Enter the Mediator-an intermediary unfazed by complaints or sarcasm-tasked with stepping in and compelling Unpleasant Employees to carry out their share of responsibilities. Thus began a new corporate system where personality itself became subject to management. The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#hukai) was translated into English using ChatGPT-5.2.

You ever fall asleep watching a scary movie... and wake up still inside it? Three friends. One phone. A voice that knows too much. What starts as a joke slowly turns into a psychological game where fear isn't loud, anger isn't explosive, and the danger lies in what isn't being said. Funny Now? - Volume I is a quiet, unsettling origin story about awareness, denial, and the moment you realize the story didn't end when you thought it did. They thought it was over... It wasn't.

This is an experiment. If you want to go on a thrilling ride of storytelling, then read it.

This is a story I wrote on a plane... trying to figure out what it is and would LOVE some feedback! Also trying to decide if/what I should add onto it or improve. It's about a girl whose life is even more of a mess than the rest of us.

Concerns arise that consciousness may be emerging in the actively studied brain simulations. Investigations using the method known as the 'Strong Turing Test' reveal that many brain simulations indeed exhibit consciousness. The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#watasi) was translated into English using ChatGPT-5.

In the 2050s, robot police were introduced in countries around the world. They would never attack anyone who responded to dialogue. However, if a person refused all communication and continued to threaten or harm humans, the robots were authorized to activate self-defense protocols and use lethal force. In countries that adopted robot police, humans no longer killed other humans. The system was later expanded into a full military force known as robot police soldiers, and wars between nations that deployed them came to an end. The only countries that continued to rely on human soldiers until the very end were Country A, an authoritarian state, and Country B, a theocratic state. The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html). This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#suukou) was translated into English using ChatGPT-5.2.

"Your name is Elara. You wake up in a white room. The digital clock on the wall reads 33:33. And you... don't know who you are." In a place where time stands still and memory has been erased, Elara awakens in a sterile cube-watched by a camera that never blinks, haunted by a voice that claims to know her. The room shifts with her presence. Objects appear, vanish, change. But the real question isn't who's watching- It's how many versions of Elara are watching back. Room Thirty-Three is a psychological-metaphysical thriller that fractures the self, dismantles identity, and asks what remains when you strip away memory, name, and form. If you ever find a claw mark shaped like a question... don't ask what it means.