Истории Minigames

The story begin with a man named Claven that he find himself wake up without a memory on a big island filled with ruins,fires and chaos. The story continue as Claven begin his strange journey to remember what happen to himself and his life that he forgot

"Any man who tries to be good all the time is bound to come to ruin among the great number who's not good." - Niccolo Machiavelli If Yamasaki Isao is to be characterised by a single phrase, it would be an "Overman Genius". Common sense, gains and losses, life and death - Yamasaki Isao's very existence defies these concepts. Under extenuating circumstances, Yamasaki Isao attends Advanced Nurturing High School (ANHS) with "assignments" from the highest echelons of Japanese society. How will Yamasaki's presence affect ANHS's internal affairs, Tokyo, Japan, and potentially beyond? The original story and characters belong to Kinugasa Shogo. Top Rankings: Merit - 1 place. Kanzaki - 1 place. Ryuuen - 1 place Hasebe - 1 place. Katsuragi - 2 place Manabu - 4 place. Hiyori - 6 place. Mastermind - 8 place. Horikita - 17 place. Sakayanagi - 14 place Strategy - 22 place. Mind Games - 25 place Psychology - 27 place

He's always there. Watching, waiting. But you never saw it coming. At first, it felt like fate. A chance encounter with a man who seemed to know you better than anyone. The way he looked at you, like he could see everything you've ever wanted to hide. He says it's love, but love has a funny way of turning into something else, doesn't it? The more he follows you, the more you realize, this isn't love. This is something darker. Something twisted. But now, you're caught. Trapped in his world of obsession and control. And somehow, you can't stop yourself from falling deeper into his web. You should run. But he's always watching. The question isn't whether you can escape. The question is: Will you want to?

Daniel, Alex, and Luna are starting their first year at Grand Horizon College. New friends, strict teachers, rival students, and hidden secrets await them. Can they survive challenges and uncover the mysteries of their world?

Set in an alternate 1980s Cold War world where snipers are used for political influence and proxy wars. The protagonist, a sniper known as "Ghost of Minsk," is tasked with eliminating targets that threaten global balance. But after one assignment goes wrong, Ghost starts receiving letters predicting future hits-signed by someone using his real name, which no one alive should know. It's a race against time to uncover who's watching the watcher... and why he's being turned into a weapon for someone else's endgame.

Every school has a story they try to bury. A rumor. A crime. A secret everyone pretends never happened. And sometimes... someone comes to remember it. Her name is Monika. A quiet transfer student. Long black hair. A calm smile. She never threatens anyone. She never exposes secrets herself. She simply watches. And somehow, the truth always finds its way out. Bullies destroy each other. Friends betray each other. The guilty slowly lose their minds. The strange part? Only people with something to hide can see her. And when everything is over... no one remembers Monika was ever there. THIS STORY IS INSPIRED BY A FAMOUS SERIES: Girl from Nowhere.

People say powerful kings choose their queens. But in this story, the queen chooses her king. Kairavi Saxena walked into Yuvaan Rathor's world with a calm smile and an unshakable determination. The untouchable king. The man whose power ruled not just a kingdom but every room he stepped into. No one reached him. No one challenged him. No one planned their way into his life. Except Kairavi. To everyone else, it looked like coincidence... then attraction... then a marriage that shocked an entire kingdom. But behind Kairavi's quiet eyes was a mind that had already calculated every step long before anyone noticed she was playing the game. Yuvaan, however, sees only one truth. A woman who wanted his crown. A woman who wanted his name. A woman who climbed her way into his life with ambition sharp enough to cut through steel. To him, Kairavi Saxena is nothing more than a gold digger who chased power and wealth. The strange part? Kairavi never tries to defend herself. She never argues. She never begs for his trust. Because his opinion was never the reason she came into his life. But games have a dangerous habit of changing their rules. And somewhere between cold arguments, silent understanding, unexpected protection, and moments neither of them planned... something begins to grow between the king who trusts no one and the woman who refuses to explain herself. A connection neither of them expected. A feeling neither of them prepared for. And slowly, the lines between strategy and emotion begin to blur. Because when a queen plays her game long enough, even she can forget which moves were part of the plan... and which ones came from the heart. But one question still lingers behind every step Kairavi takes- If it was never about the crown, never about the wealth, and never truly about the king... What was Kairavi really searching for?

Story Description: Nyra, a brilliant and enigmatic woman with a haunting past, lives a double life. By day, she is Elara Voss, a competent and trusted analyst in the police department. By night, she becomes a calculating predator, hunting those she deems deserving of justice in her own dark way. As she balances her professional identity with her secret life, Detective Adrian-sharp, relentless, and methodical-starts noticing patterns that others miss. Slowly, he pieces together clues that point to someone far closer than he ever imagined. What begins as a professional partnership spirals into a dangerous game of wits, manipulation, and psychological domination. Every case, every interaction, becomes a test of intellect and instinct. In a world where shadows conceal the truth, who is the hunter, and who is the prey? Will Adrian uncover Nyra's secret before it's too late, or will Nyra remain untouchable, always two steps ahead in a deadly game of strategy and survival?

A hidden tunnel beneath the school. A secret lab no one knows about. And a mysterious project called Project Knife. When Raman and his friends discover a strange underground lab, they find something that changes everything - a file with Raman's name on it. But Raman is new to the school... So how was his name connected to a secret experiment? As the truth slowly begins to unfold, they realize that the school is hiding something far more dangerous than they ever imagined. What is Project Knife? Why does Raman know things he shouldn't know? And what secrets are hidden inside the lab? Some experiments should never be discovered.

In the city built on the lies of mirror , what truly reflects are the reflections of love , this is the story of Ren Roots , and his friend , refracting their love , just to see it divide in spectrum....

After all, what could have gone wrong? Apparently, everything.

10 extraordinary students apply to Advanced Nurturing High School, and due to their uniqueness from the school's interviews and their entrance exam scores, the chairman deided to put them in Class Zero, a special class for them that separates from the traditional Class A-D. Against the other 160 students in their year and in the upper-classes, how will they persevere? Classroom of the elite x Multi Series/smart characters

For as long as he can remember, Seungmin has heard the sound of lies. It's made the world exhausting-and people even harder to trust. Then Lee Minho appears. Annoying. Teasing. Impossible to read. Because no matter what Minho says, Seungmin hears nothing. And the more time they spend together, the more Seungmin begins to wonder... Maybe Minho isn't hiding lies. Maybe he's hiding the truth. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction created for entertainment purposes only. The characters portrayed are inspired by real people, but the events, personalities, and situations depicted in this story are purely fictional and do not represent the real individuals. I do not claim ownership of the members of Stray Kids or their likenesses. All rights belong to their respective owners and company. Please remember this is simply a fan-made story and should not be taken as a reflection of the artists' real lives or relationships.

Protecting her means playing a game no one can survive... except me... But in the end, some secrets refuse to stay buried... If something looks too perfect... look closer. Because truth is the crack in perfection. And lies are the sweetest poison.

This is fanfiction classroom of the elite or you can say parallel world Original story by Shōgo Kinugasa with illustrations by Shunsaku Tomose and some other make by other owner. This parallel world where superhuman character exist And the story take place on Advanced Nurturing High School (ANHS), but in a parallel world, where the government secretly uses the school to foster not only leaders, strategists, and manipulators, but also superhuman called "Genesis Individuals." These students possess enhanced intellect, physical augmentation, mental manipulation, or anomalous abilities, but their powers are restricted, suppressed, or hidden-and are only allowed to be used in indirect, strategic, or covert ways. Summery Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School-a dream-like school that boasts a 100% college and job placement rate, and provides 100,000 yen worth of points every month. However, its true nature was a "meritocracy" where only a select few of the most academically successful students received favorable treatment. Ayanokoji and the others, who belong to Class D, known as the "last refuge for failures," somehow managed to advance to the second year. But their joy was short-lived, as they were at the mercy of the first-year students in a special exam held soon after the new school year began. Furthermore, figures who are moving in the shadows to take down Ayanokoji have appeared, including those involved in "a top-secret exam communicated to only a few students" and "assassins from the White Room."

In a world where masks are law and blood remembers every sin, Eira Wynter is dragged into a brutal order of rival Houses, forbidden rituals, and secrets sharp enough to kill. What begins at Noctis Academy as a fight to survive becomes something far more dangerous when the school starts to recognize her-and powerful enemies begin to realize exactly what she could become. As ancient laws tighten, mirrors answer back, and every desire comes with a cost, Eira is pulled into a war over memory, identity, and a legacy written in blood. Some want to claim her. Some want to destroy her. And some have been waiting for her to remember. Dark, seductive, and soaked in gothic tension, Veins of Sin is a story of masks, power, obsession, and dangerous devotion-where every lie leaves a mark, and blood always remembers.

He hunts unfaithful men. She's the only one who sees the pattern-and the only one who might survive long enough to expose him.

In Aurelion, perfection is not a choice. It is a rule. At the Velarium academy, young women are trained to become Velvets - elegant, composed, and capable of shaping the minds of the most powerful men in society. Grace is power. Silence is discipline. Curiosity is dangerous. Elara Vale is the academy's most perfect student. She never questions the rules. She never breaks composure. She never makes mistakes. Until one night during Silence Supper... a message appears beside her plate. You are remembering. Now Elara must face a terrifying possibility: Her perfect society may be built on lies. And her own mind may not belong entirely to her. Because in Aurelion, the most dangerous thing a person can do... is remember the truth.

This is not just a story; this is a nightmare of an angel and a devil's fairy tale. Not a typical nightmare, but a bitter truth wrapped in white silk served with bloody wine. A nightmare who doesn't want fear but requires encourage, encourage to fall in love , encourage to stay in love, encourage to endure love, encourage to leave in love. Lisa Manobal, a mysterious and heartbroken, definition of a knife wrapped in red ruby silk, or maybe, a Ms. Perfect in a rick tuxedo. An aching soul that found love but cannot keep it, not because it isn't there...but because it feels forbidden. Forbbien to herself. Kim Jennie is like the opposite. Definition of Beauty, pretty, adorable, admirable, and talented. Rich with a gummy smile. A Soft cotton candy that hardens when pressed too harshly, too hard to handle. They were no match, not really. He said with a smirk, "You...hate her? Don't you?" Her gaze flickered for a second before adjusting her perfect posture... too perfect. She said with a controlled whisper, " I... Hate Her." But she heard it, as if she were speaking directly to her. She froze not because of what she heard but because of how she heard. The voice was filled with venom, hate, and...longing. They were stuck in Hell, where sinners sin differently. Theme song: Can't Help Fall in Love by Tommee Profitt, Brooke ( i will re-edit every chapter to make it better) BY - LEOOONEOOOO

They call me the nice one in my family. They see the tailored suits, the calm French accent, and the way I can bankrupt a man with a single phone call. They think I'm a success story. They are wrong. I am a predator. I don't just want money. I want to see people break. I like to find the little crack in their souls and stick my fingernail in until they shatter. I moved to this Greek island for a job, but I stayed for him. Alistair Cassian Helios. He is a billionaire with a heartbeat like a slow drum. He is quiet. He is wealthy. And he thinks he is the one watching me. He doesn't realize that I've already mapped out his house. I know which floorboards creak. I know which maid is lying to him. I know exactly how much blood is hidden under the beautiful marble floors of his villa. Everyone thinks Alistair is the dangerous one. They see the mystery in his dark eyes and the power in his hands. But he's just a puzzle I haven't solved yet. People on this island have started to die. Messy deaths. Ugly deaths. The police think it's a stranger. Alistair thinks it's me. I think it's Alistair. We sit across from each other at dinner, drinking expensive wine and trading lies like they are kisses. He manipulates the truth. I manipulate the air he breathes. I want to end him. But there is a problem. Last night, I found a camera hidden in my shower. Not his camera. Someone else's. And this morning, there was a gift on my pillow: the tongue of the man who tried to follow me home yesterday. I used to think I was the only one who liked to watch. I used to think I was the one standing in the shadows. But as I sit here, writing this, I can feel a pair of eyes on the back of my neck. I can hear the soft sound of breathing that isn't my own. Someone is in this room with me. Someone who knows what I did. I'm not the only psycho on this island. And for the first time in my life... I'm not sure if I'm the one holding the knife.