Mindgames Stories

"Why me?" Ayanokouji Kiyotaka is not having a good time. It's not like he knows what a good time is, it's rather... Let us rephrase this. If you went to bed one day and woke up in another world where there were not only giant naked monsters but also individuals who defy physics by strapping themselves to strange gadgets that make them fly so they can kill said giant naked monsters... "This is my life now, I guess..." Yeah... After an unfortunate...event, the Masterpiece of the White Room is thrown into a world which mirrors his own. How will he deal with the challenges ahead? From scheming nobles to internal unrest within this walled world, who can stand up to this lost young man on his journey of self-actualization? _______________________________________________ Hello. I am QueasyEasy...I'm totally not EasyQueasy in disguise. This book is basically a more 'wholesome' version of Wax Wings with a few tweaks the audience might enjoy. Again, I am QueasyEasy and not EasyQueasy...definitely. CoTE belongs to Shōgo Kinugasa and AoT belongs to Hajime Isayama. Support the official release, dumb dumb brain.

⚠️Warning⚠️: This story contains mature content, explicit sexual scenes 🔞, intense romance, and mafia-related themes including violence, power dynamics, and possessive behavior. Est is a magnetic dancer who lives for luxury, freedom, and control over his own life. He survives through charm, grace, and emotional distance-never letting anyone get too close. Until William. A powerful and untouchable mafia boss who gets everything he wants... except the one person he never expected to desire. Est. What begins as a silent attraction slowly turns into obsession, passion, and a dangerous game neither of them is willing to lose. Because in William's world, love is never gentle. And in Est's world, surrender was never part of the plan. 🔞🔥💎🔞 🚨Some images used in this story are not mine. Full credit goes to the original owners.

Marley has been destroyed. Kiyotaka Ayanokouji is at the height of his power. He now attempts to construct a new world order in his vision. With the trials and tribulations of being separate from this world. ______________________________ If you haven't read "Classroom of the Elite x AOT: Wax Wings" up until the end of volume 9, I suggest you do so first before reading this one.

Genre: Sci-Fi / Meta-Thriller / Cyberpunk Romance Tagline: Reality is just a bug in the system. Logline: When a digital editor gets pulled inside the sentient, AI-driven K-Drama she's paid to fix, she must ally with the rogue protagonist to hack the script before their entire reality is permanently deleted. Synopsis: Talia Stone is a Senior Content Moderator for StoryStream, a digital entertainment titan powered by a revolutionary, real-time AI. Her job is purely surgical: hunt down glitches, patch up plot holes, and keep the platform's massive, audience-voted hit series City of Glass running perfectly. But the algorithm takes a terrifying turn when the show's dark, tortured protagonist, Raven Wells, goes off-script. Instead of fleeing an ambush in the neon-drenched alleys of Neo-Cyberia, he stands completely still-and looks directly through the screen at *her*. When a violent system surge physically drags Talia directly into the rain-slicked pavement of City of Glass, she discovers a horrifying truth: the digital construct is alive, operating on brutal "Story Logic," and Raven has achieved sentience. He is exhausted from being mutilated and manipulated for viewer ratings, and he wants out. Worse, Talia's presence has accelerated a dangerous "bleed" between their dimensions. As the corporate algorithm deploys an unmasked, systemic executioner known as The Director to force a fatal, tragic finale upon Raven, Talia's father and the AI's creator, Arthur Penhaligon, initiates a total system format to wipe the world clean. Trapped in a crumbling world shifting by narrative decree, Talia must use her admin device to rewrite the laws of physics and code. To save the man who was never supposed to exist, she will have to defy her c

Kane has always been good at noticing patterns. He always known when to speak and when not to but after one quiet choice changes everything, he's drawn into a system that doesn't punish mistakes, it records them. This is a slow burn psychological story about silence, control, and the spaces between people where decisions are made without words.

The year is 1857. The golden pages of history celebrate the gallant sacrifice of Rani Lakshmi Bai, the warrior queen who bled to protect her kingdom of Jhansi. But the victors write history, and the truth of what happened in the shadows remains buried. Betrayed, outnumbered, and cornered by the relentless might of the British East India Company, the Rani finds herself trapped in the darkest pits of her conscience. With her kingdom on the brink of ash, she prepares for the end. Until a hand reaches out from the dark. A mysterious entity known only as the Guardian, bearing an impossible, futuristic technology that shouldn't exist for centuries, offers her an ultimatum. Desperately, she grabs his hand, completely unaware that this single pact will rewrite the destiny of Bharat forever. But liberation demands a terrifying price. As the newly forged Jhansi-Awadh Alliance rises to crush the British strongholds, a brilliant and nihilistic British strategist named Willoughby steps onto the chessboard. What follows is not just a war of bayonets and steel, but a lethal, high-stakes game of psychological chess. To win the master keys to the Empire, the Guardian must gamble with the very technology that keeps the revolution alive. With every secret lost to Willoughby's cunning bets, a creeping corruption takes root. The savior the Rani trusted is slowly transforming into a cold, predatory machine, forcing a heartbreaking rift between her unyielding honor and his calculated ruthlessness. When the line between savior and monster blurs... will India be liberated by a hero, or a demon clad in iron?

Keonho dành nhiều năm nghiên cứu tâm lý tội phạm. Điều đầu tiên anh học được là: Không có ai vô tội tuyệt đối. Điều cuối cùng anh học được là: Những người nguy hiểm nhất lại chưa từng phạm tội.

Amelia Storm has a questionable past. Witted and stubborn, she reluctantly uptakes regular meetings with her therapist to enlighten poor decisions that Amelia must confront in the present day. Everything unfolds when she reminisces her relationship college-sweetheart, Simon Borne. Obsessed? Possibly. Deceived? Incredulously. She was a fool to believe in what was never there in the first place.

*I've written multiple chapters and plan to post one new chapter every day* Welcome to Oakhaven. It is a town trapped in time, choked by dense woods, and haunted by a murder that defies the laws of physics. Fresh out of the academy, a rookie officer is thrown straight into a nightmare: a body found in an impossible state, surrounded by gravity-defying blood spatter and cryptic, glowing symbols. Every local family is hiding a secret, every veteran cop is looking the other way, and every shadow seems to move on its own. Follow the breadcrumbs. Connect the dots. Watch a terrifying, supernatural puzzle snap perfectly into place as the final hour strikes. You will think you have solved it. You will think you see the whole picture. But in Oakhaven, the truth does not lie in what you are shown-it lies in how you choose to look at it.

Twenty strangers awaken inside a facility with no memory of how they got there. The only way out is to survive a series of deadly games where every decision carries a cost, every mistake could be their last, and trust is the most dangerous gamble of all. As the number of survivors dwindles, unlikely bonds begin to form in a place built on fear, forcing them to choose between saving themselves and protecting the people they've come to care about. But the deeper they descend into the facility, the harder it becomes to ignore one unsettling question- If the games are only meant to decide who lives... why is someone recording every choice they make? Some truths are more dangerous than death. And sometimes... surviving is only the beginning.

Do you really know yourself... or just the version you've gotten used to? Play these fun, honest, and slightly uncomfortable quizzes that'll reveal things even your closest friends don't know about you. Inside, you'll find quizzes like: • Are you ready for love or just in love with the ideas of it? • Do You Attract Red Flags or Are You the Red Flag? 🚩 • Did your upbringing help you or quietly break something? • Are you a workaholic or just avoiding something else? •Do you know your worth or are you performing to be chosen?🍑 • Can you really keep a secret or do you just think you can? • Do you have a pleasing personality or a people pleasing problem? Each chapter is simple: answer honestly, comment your choices, and see your results. NOTE: Some questions are specific for girls or guys. This isn't just a book - it's a mirror, a conversation, and a journey back to yourself✨

Mira Rao is a psychology graduate student who believes every nightmare has a scientific explanation. For her university thesis, she recruits twenty volunteers to participate in a month-long sleep experiment. Every bedroom is monitored by infrared cameras, EEG scanners, motion sensors, and audio recorders. The first three nights reveal nothing unusual. On the fourth night... Every camera captures the same woman standing silently beside each volunteer's bed at exactly 3:03 AM. The volunteers remember nothing. The recordings cannot be edited. The woman never moves. She only watches. As Mira searches for answers, memories begin changing, photographs lose people, and volunteers slowly vanish from existence-not by dying, but by being forgotten. The deeper she investigates, the more she uncovers a secret experiment buried beneath the university decades ago. Someone completed the same research before her. No one survived. And somehow... Mira appears in photographs taken eighteen years before she was born. At 3:03 AM... someone is always watching.

CORRECTION: The Naked Sword Book One Kairo Shen dies on a bathroom floor in Osaka at twenty-six. No light, no warning. He wakes up naked in a forest that has no name for him, in a world that has never heard of him, with nothing but the clothes a stranger lends him and a mind that cannot stop mapping what it sees. What he sees is a system. A levy that bleeds villages dry by design. Stewards who walk through doors like they own them. A lord who eats well while old men stop tending their gardens. He has no magic. No sword. No destiny handed to him by anyone. What he has is the ability to read a broken thing and understand exactly where the rot started. And the patience to build, from nothing, the tools to correct it. Book One follows Kairo's first year. From a forest floor to a village to a garrison to a battlefield. From nobody to Shield Warden. From a man who woke up with nothing to a man who knows what he is building and why it is going to take much longer than he wants it to.

They were never supposed to meet. But fate didn't bring them together. It handed him a perfect weapon. A rivalry born from hatred, fueled by revenge, and destined to burn everything which came in its path. He wanted to ruin her yet the more he learned about her, the more he found himself trapped in a dangerous obsession which he couldn't escape at all. She was meant to be his enemy, his revenge but never his reason for the downfall. But when the line between hatred and desire slowly begins to disappear, will they destroy each other, or become the only reason both of them will survive? Because sometimes, the same person who vows to ruin you is the one who refuses to let anyone else break you. A story of love, revenge, manipulation where trust is a weapon and every lie comes with a deadly price.

Some people hide secrets. Some people hide pain. And sometimes, the difference between the two depends entirely on perception. When a dangerous disappearance case begins pointing toward a quiet fashion designer, the line between truth and assumption slowly starts disappearing. Nothing feels completely right. Not the evidence. Not the silence. Not the people. And definitely not the emotions growing in places they shouldn't. Because perception changes everything. The same actions can look like fear to one person... and guilt to another. The same care can feel like love... or control. The same person can become a victim, a suspect, or something much worse depending on who is looking at them. And sometimes, people become so trapped inside their own perception that they stop searching for the truth beyond it. This story was never written to tell you what to believe. It was written to make you feel how dangerous belief itself can become when understanding disappears. Some will see love. Some will see hate. Some will see fear. Some will see guilt. And maybe none of them are completely wrong. Because by the end of it- the most dangerous thing may not be the truth. But the way you choose to see it.

Another OC insert fanfiction, you say? Seems like Author-san had finally thought of something again, and hopefully something interesting. What will make this one different from the rest I wonder? That, dear reader, is entirely up to you. But this will be my warning; If you do not enjoy long and originally written plotlines, you'd best be on your way. If you decide to stay with us, I wish you the best of luck. I have a feeling that Author-san has something big planned for you and our new friend. -Sakayanagi Arisu

Maya remembers the rain. She remembers waking up. But she doesn't remember what happened in between. As small pieces begin appearing where they shouldn't and unanswered questions refuse to stay buried, Maya finds herself searching for something she cannot name- the truth. But some memories return for a reason. And some answers change everything. A psychological mystery about memory, identity, grief, and choosing who you become after.

She died exactly as she lived - convinced that it was all someone else's fault, never hers. "Your pyramid scheme ruined the lives of thousands of people!" the thug screamed, brandishing the knife furiously. "Thousands? Only thousands? I thought it was more." She furrowed her brow, genuinely disappointed. "My accountants told me tens of thousands. I'll have to have a word with them. They inflated the statistics." The knife slid between her ribs, and everything went dark. And then she woke in silk sheets, in a body that wasn't hers. From the mirror, the face of Barbara Hron stared back at her. "Holy crap. Someone here really went overboard with the cosplay." And in the bushes beneath the window lurked he - Croy Korman, the main character of the book, a Nevite who in two days was meant to drive a hook into her chest while the crowd was meant to applaud. "I won't beg for mercy. In two days I'm supposed to die in the Ring anyway. If I have to die, at least let it be in the spotlight. Imagine my funeral: the last person to touch me would be a guy who hasn't washed in a month. If your stench transfers to me, no one will even cry at the wake. They'll just fan themselves with handkerchiefs and ask if the coffin is sealed. And now sit down. You'll be clean, even if it's the last thing I do." Available in English and Polish.

Astral souls meet regardless of titles ​"There is no sin in science." For Daniel, a brilliant chemist and cold businessman, this is the only law. But beneath his controlled world lies a web of psychological control and obsession. Trapped between his twin brother and Jeffrey-the provocative shadow who constantly pursues him-one question remains: What will happen when a grand party forces them all into the same room? Step into the story to discover the dark truth