Miss Kitty's Antiques
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  • Parts 30
  • Time 3h 29m
  • Reads 369
  • Votes 99
  • Parts 30
  • Time 3h 29m
Complete, First published May 26, 2023
The cat yokai disguised as a human is almost wrongfully executed for a murder case. The series of murders that follows appears to be part of an elaborate plan, luring her into a trap...
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A house built by bones

5 parts Ongoing

Emilia Grey 25 never knew her grandfather, but she would soon uncover the chilling secrets he left behind. Her parents, who died three years ago, never spoke of him. Now, the silence of their untold stories weighed heavily on her. "Emilia, there's something you need to know," the lawyer had said, handing her the keys to a forgotten legacy. When she arrived at the old house in Ravens Peak, it greeted her with an eerie silence. The walls, once vibrant, now wore the pallor of decay. In the fields, an old shed stood locked, casting long shadows in the fading light. A shiver ran down her spine. That night, the nightmares began. A girl in a floral dress, her eyes pleading and filled with sorrow, haunted Emilia's sleep. The dream felt more real than the waking world. As the days passed, strange things started happening. Whispers in the halls, shadows that moved on their own, and the constant, inexplicable feeling of being watched. "What did you hide here, Grandpa?" Emilia whispered into the empty air, her voice trembling. The house held its secrets tightly, but Emilia was determined to uncover the truth. What had her grandfather done? And why did this mysterious girl haunt her dreams? In the depths of Ravens Peak, buried beneath layers of time and silence, lay the answers she sought. But some secrets are better left undisturbed.