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Outsiders all say that Kim Taehyung had hit the jackpot marrying the prince of the Jeon Enterprise, Jeon Jungkook, even being treasured and favoured for five whole years. They were well-recognized as a loving couple. However, they didn't know that Jungkook had a lot of dissatisfaction with this marriage. He complained to his good friend, "He micromanages everything. Won't let me drink or smoke, won't let me go clubbing, and he even set me a 10pm curfew!" "I have to hand over all my salary and bank cards and he would only give me just twenty dollars a day! Only if he is in a good mood, he would give me a few more!" Jungkook felt angry and wronged, "And I even have to wait on him!" "If I ever get the chance to do this again, I will never marry him! I used to get one million dollars a month as spending money!" The prince said this to his friend. The day after he said this, Jungkook found himself reborn to the time when he was seventeen. The Taehyung at this time was eighteen years old and poor to the point where he only had one set of old clothes to wear, holes in his socks and a pair of dirty shoes with its soles peeling off. Even if he had a nice-looking face, he was despised and looked down upon, and known in the school as a pauper. When Taehyung's parents came to handle the withdrawal procedures for him, Jungkook only then found out that he was a study tyrant ranked first in his grade, receiving scholarships every year, and that he was a seedling with good prospects the school had high expectations for and not the 'useless high school dropout who didn't like to study and only has money in his eyes' as claimed by his younger brother. Jungkook couldn't bear the sight of this. He pulled Taehyung into his arms, angry, "Continue studying! Our Jeon family has never had a top scorer before, you must keep studying!" Taehyung raised his eyes and looked at him in confusion. The look in his eyes seemed to ask: Who are you?

Yara Isaye loses her family in an accident. Two days later, she wakes up in a novel she once read, as the story's villainess, Yara Julian Isaye. Tyrannical, cruel, and unforgiving. Destined to be rejected by her own family, and the one fated to die at the hands of the Empire's most unfeeling man. She already knows how it unfolds. So she keeps her distance. She does not reach for them, does not question the role she has been given. It is easier to accept what has already been written than to hope for something else. Grief dulls everything else, whether she lives or dies no longer feels important. Until the story begins to shift. A hesitation where there should be indifference, a quiet concern that does not belong, and the man who was meant to kill her, once distant, and unmoved, no longer looks at her as he should, but with something far more difficult to name. Yara tells herself it changes nothing, because some endings are deserved. Aren't they? [Disclaimer: English isn't my first language so expect grammatical errors]

E has lived in Bangalore long enough to forget where he came from. He works in IT. He follows routines. He documents his days like evidence. Five years in a borrowed city has taught him how to disappear quietly. Then things start slipping. Messages he doesn't remember writing. Photographs taken from angles he doesn't recall. Decisions already made before he reaches them. And a name that keeps appearing. E. This is a psychological thriller about identity, control, and unreliable memory. The narrator may be lying. The antagonist may already be inside the room. Some stories are about becoming someone. This one is about realizing you already were.

Scarlett Ernest. Murdered by being pushed in front of an incoming truck. Just another tragic victim. That's where most stories would leave it. Not this one. Another chance. That's what the fates gave her. To tear apart everything the murderer had ever lived for, to make them suffer and force them to watch everything dear to them being ripped away. To be the cause and witness of utter terror and despair on their face. When she stands in front of them again, alive and well. That's what was offered to her. One barrier remains. Thrown into a strange world, she must get what the goddess wants. A necklace, deep beneath the sea. She had nothing but the clothes on her skin. And an ability that tore away any hopes of giving up. But that didn't matter. She never intended to anyway. XXX Seas Away, an isekai that doesn't end in a wish fulfillment fantasy. Far from it.

I made a career travelling through time killing the worst people in history: Gacy, Denke, Dahmler, Vasquez, Hitler more than once. But it's when I keep seeing her at every killing that I realise that I have competition. I might be the next one on her list, and the only thing more dangerous than being in a hitwoman's sights is falling in love with her. Cover by: CasualClyde https://cara.app/casualclyde/portfolio/book-covers Or https://www.instagram.com/casuall.clyde/

What is a good name to call someone who has a pointy hat, wears dark outfits, owns a flying broom, does hexes and spells and is super powerful?! Well isn't that kinda rude, but it's true. My name is Ruby Mysticflame and I'm a 15 year old teenage girl, but not just any average teenage girl. I'm a witch, but a good witch...I think...?! And also I'm supposedly the Bearer of all magic, the saviour of this world and the bridge between good and evil!?!? What a story! And in this story you'll be seeing a lot of witches, wizards, immortals, mortals, angels, goddesses, warlocks, sorcerers, sorceresses, mystical creatures etc. Join me on my adventure in the Fantastic World of Witches and witness the curses, drama and all the friends we make along the way! (Authors Note: Hiiiii guys glad you are checking out this story, which is my own original story by the way, I just wanted to say that none of the images used here are mine. They belong to other amazingly talented people...or AIs?! 🤔WHO KNOWS HEHEHEHAHAHA)

She witnessed something she never should have and it turned her world ǝpᴉsdn uʍop. And he... He was programmed to eliminate all witnesses. So why did she survive? ------------ xoxo unreliable narrator

Before the tragedies, before the rumors, before the machines became something more than machines, Michael Afton was simply a boy growing up in a family that was already beginning to fracture. His mother is gone. His father refuses to talk about it. His younger siblings are growing up under the same roof, each dealing with William Afton in their own way, while Michael tries to make sense of a childhood that seems perfectly ordinary whenever he looks at it from a distance. But the closer he gets to the truth, the more those childhood memories begin to feel wrong. Set months before the Bite, My Father's Son follows Michael through the final stretch of his childhood as he slowly begins to realize that the family he thought he knew may never have been what it seemed. Some memories are better left forgotten. Unfortunately for Michael, his are starting to come back.

Four months ago my best friend went off Widow's Step and the whole town agreed to call it a choice. I never did. Then, on the night Juno should have turned eighteen, my phone lit up with a number that stopped existing in March. don't let them tell you it was the water. I thought it was a prank. Then I found out Cass Rhee was getting them too - the boy everyone says killed her. His messages are the other half of mine. Neither of us can read them alone. So we started following them. Through her locker. Through the flooded cannery. Through a report somebody paid a lot of money to lose. And somewhere between the ninth text and the tenth, they changed. They stopped telling me what Juno knew. They started telling me what I was doing. Right then. In that room. Dead girls don't text back. Which means somebody very much alive has her phone - and now they have my number too. ⚠ Mature: grief, death, violence. No explicit content. 🏷 #mystery #thriller #enemiestolovers #slowburn #smalltown

There are places that exist beyond maps, beyond memory, and beyond explanation. Places that leave no evidence they were ever there. For months, the same dream has haunted him: a blood-red sky, a tree too large to comprehend, and people silently walking toward it. Every morning he wakes with the same uneasiness, convinced it is only a dream. Until the impossible begins following him into the real world. A stranger with his face. A smile that feels disturbingly familiar. And a single sentence that refuses to leave his mind: "The tree is calling." The closer he gets to the truth, the more he loses himself. In the endless pursuit of the truth...what if the only thing he loses is himself?.

She knows something is wrong. She just can't bring herself to let it go- not when it feels like the only thing keeping her alive.

"I've only ever known you when the world was ending." She laughs. "But somehow it feels like my life just started when I look at you" What happens when Tony Stark ends up adopting the 16 year old Isabella Maximoff younger sibling to the powerful twins. Tony insists that he move the girl in with one of his you get recruits in the interest of protecting her. (Peter Parker is not effected by the blip and neither is Isabella, if Peter Parker never went to space) How will she handle the grief of her brother, missing her sister and adoptive father, developing her powers further, and falling in love all at once? (I don't own the rights to any of this story of characters) (I DO NOT CONSENT TO MY WORK BEING USED TO TRAIN AI. NO AI USED IN THE WRITING OF THIS STORY.)

TEGSA2026 A century ago, Arakiel fell, now the world might fall with her. Exiled and imprisoned within the Temple for one hundred years, the fallen angel has done nothing but claim her innocence and provoke. When the Underworld's monsters rise, she is offered a single chance at redemption: stop them or remain damned forever. There's only one problem. Her guard. Lucan, a blind paladin with a shattered reputation and one final mission to reclaim it, is tasked with keeping her in line and protect her. He doesn't trust her. He doesn't like her. He does anything to stop her from acting reckless. And he certainly doesn't intend to fall for her. But monsters aren't always the greatest threat, it can be the pull between enemies. And sometimes the devil you know is the one who sets your soul on fire.

How would you live if you were given another chance at life? What if it were another world? What if, instead of living a new life, you were handed the exact script from your old one, just in a different font? Would you live the same, eat the same, and even love the same, knowing what will eventually happen? Would it perhaps be different in a translation rather than a reprint?

Cover Made by Canva Emily Carter arrives in a quiet coastal town hoping for a peaceful escape. But something about the old bed-and-breakfast-and the people inside it-feels strangely wrong.

Meet Damien Hale a 32 year old Memory broker. He helps people heal by selling their worst memories so they don't have to feel it anymore. One purchase changes everything. A murder. A memory that won't stay the same. And now everyone wants it - including the killer. The cops are watching. His own memories are missing. And the company he works for is hiding something. 50 chapters of paranoia, truth, and one impossible choice: Delete himself to expose them... or live with a killer's memory forever.

Seven years ago, Talamasca "Tala" Montevère Lau walked away from the entertainment industry after a tragedy that shattered her world. Now one of the country's most sought-after criminal lawyers, she has spent years building a life far removed from the stage, the spotlight, and the memories she refuses to revisit. But when an old friend returns, so do the ghosts she thought she had buried. Drawn back into a world she desperately tried to forget, Tala finds herself unraveling a web of secrets, lies, and half-truths surrounding the death that changed everything. And at the center of it all stands Zephyr Damascus Liu. Dangerous. Enigmatic. Impossible to ignore. As the line between past and present begins to blur, Tala must decide how much of the truth she is willing to uncover. Because some secrets die with the dead... Others wait patiently to haunt the living.

This is gonna be a sort of diary of a teenage girl, that starts writing her day and what happens... At first it sounds normal, something that all of us would write, but then things start to get stranger and stranger... Let the story begin The very first page of her diary, right after the cover reveal these words... I don't really know why I'm starting this. It's not like anything interesting happens to me. Mum says I should write things down because I'll want to remember being seventeen one day. I don't think I'll forget. But I guess that's what people say before they forget things. So yeah, I'm here now... good luck reading "my" life through these pages...

This is a story about a boy, his terrifying father, his annoying little sister, and a girl who really should've run the other way. It's also a story about hammers, hospital ceilings, and a bottle called "Devil's Blood." Somehow, it's funny. Somehow, that's the worst part.

A girl moves to a new city determined to start over after a secret from her past nearly destroyed her life. She meets a charming, mysterious guy who seems to understand her better than anyone ever has. But there's something strange about him. He knows things she has never told him. At first, she assumes it's coincidence. Then she discovers that someone has been anonymously sending her photos of herself-photos taken when she thought nobody was watching. And the terrifying part? Some of the photos were taken before she ever met him. But here's the twist: he isn't the only person watching her. Someone else knows her secret. Someone who wants her gone.