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He's not a girl. But everyone thinks he is. To hold things together, he lets them believe it-one compromise at a time, until there's nothing left to protect. Ashe Tran woke in a white cube. No windows. No answers. Just the clothes on his back. One day he's a barista with a crush and overdue rent; the next, he's a captive inside a system that monetizes compliance and punishes selfhood. Every task costs credits, every indulgence has consequences, and the line between choice and coercion grows thinner with each passing day. To survive, Ashe must navigate the watchers behind the walls, the rules that rewrite his body, and the creeping realization that the Cube isn't just testing his endurance-it's rewriting who he is. A slow-burn descent into voyeurism, control, and forced identity performance-a story about shame, survival, and what happens when your body becomes the price of survival. White Cube Protocol - New chapters release every Friday. Patreon stays one month / four chapters ahead of the public release. Rating: X-rated. Tags: Sci-fi, Survival Game, Forced Feminization.

"The Mob King and His Enemy's Daughter" Natalia Gambino was raised to obey. Her father's world had one rule-bend or break. She learned to bend--perfectly and quietly. Until bending became the only thing she knew how to do. When Vito promises her to his underboss, Natalia accepts it the way she accepts everything--in silence. She doesn't know someone is coming... Alessandro Rubino has spent eighteen years building toward one moment. He doesn't want the throne. He wants to ruin the man sitting on it. Taking the man's daughter was never the plan. Keeping her was never supposed to happen either. She thinks she's escaping one cage... just to be locked into another? ---- "Look at you..." he murmured, his breath warm against my neck. My body betrayed me, trembling as his hand traced lower, slow and deliberate. "...never forget who you belong to, Natalia." I swallowed, my voice barely a whisper. "I won't." His grip tightened, his voice dropping into something darker. "Then prove it. Bend over for me." ---- - book 2 of "The Prodigy" series (can be read as a standalone)

He saved my life at 2:47 AM on a Tuesday. I didn't want him to. Now, thanks to Korea's controversial Mercy Rule law, Jungkook is legally responsible for keeping me alive for one year. If I try again, he goes to jail. If I survive, I owe him a year of MY life. We're both trapped. We both hate this. But somewhere between the daily check-ins and 3 AM conversations... Somewhere between resentment and something that feels like caring... We stopped counting down to freedom. --- TAEHYUNG: 21, artist, chronically suicidal, didn't ask to be saved JUNGKOOK: 26, ER surgeon, insomniac, didn't ask to be responsible for a stranger's life One year. 365 days. Two people bound by law. This is the story of how saving someone can destroy you both. And how being saved might be the cruelest thing that ever happened to you. --- ⚠️ Content warnings: Suicidal ideation, mental health struggles, morally complex situations, toxic dependency, forced proximity 💀 Updates every 48 hours 🖤 For readers who like their romance dark and their morals gray 🎭 TAEKOOK AU - Alternate Universe (not about real BTS members) Don't get attached. This won't end the way you think. - ASTERVAIN

Some souls never stay buried. In 1692, they burned Mercy alive. She let them. With her last breath she placed a curse on the man who named her. The man who wanted her, feared what that wanting meant, and chose fire over his own conscience. The curse was simple. Elegant. Eternal. He would find her in every life. He would love her in every one. And she would be there when he did. Three hundred years later, Mercy owns half of Salem. She rents her properties to tourists who think the witch trials are history. She knows better. She has always known better. When he books one of her rentals for an October getaway, him and his girlfriend in tow, a ring burning a hole in his pocket, Mercy doesn't feel triumph. She stopped feeling triumph somewhere around the fifth lifetime. She feels nothing at all. That's what three centuries of this does to a person. He doesn't know her. He never does, not at first. But the memories always come. Bleeding in at the edges, arriving in pieces, building toward the moment everything floods back and he understands exactly what she is and what is coming. The only question is whether she moves first. She always moves first. Until My Last Breath is a dark psychological romance spanning lifetimes. A story about rage, corruption, collateral damage, and what happens to a woman when the revenge that was supposed to set her free becomes the only thing keeping her alive. **Warning:** This story contains psychological manipulation, infidelity, violence, and morally complex characters with no guarantee of redemption. Read at your own risk.

Three girls. Three secrets. One dead boy. Marilyn only needed a place to hide the things she couldn't take home. Jenna already had the solution: Locker No. 36. Hidden inside an old luxury hotel, the locker stored more than shopping bags and stolen snacks. It stored secrets. Then a boy is found murdered near the hotel. Now the police are asking questions. Questions Lena refuses to answer. Questions Jenna already seems prepared for. Questions Marilyn was never supposed to be involved in. Because someone is lying. And some lockers were never meant to be opened again.

In 2038, Echo Therapy promises the impossible: the chance to stop hating yourself by borrowing someone else's mind. Mira Vale, a 34-year-old failed documentary filmmaker trapped in a decaying North Dakota city, has spent her life dissociated from her own body and voice. Socially invisible and quietly desperate, she signs up for the controversial new treatment - renting the complete neurological pattern of another living person. She chooses Lena Solari: a warm, charismatic climate activist whose presence lights up every room. The transformation is miraculous. For the first time, Mira feels right. Doors open. People listen. She revives her stalled career, makes friends effortlessly, and falls into a gentle romance. The borrowed version of herself is everything she was never allowed to be. But perfection has a price. As memory gaps widen and blackouts lengthen, Mira discovers that Lena has been in a coma for over a year - and her personality is being secretly harvested and licensed to hundreds of desperate users. Lena's pattern is fracturing under the weight of so many borrowed lives, and the real woman's body is deteriorating in a hospital bed. Every day Mira keeps the pattern, she is tearing another human soul apart. Caught between the only self she has ever loved and the growing horror of what she's doing, Mira must confront an impossible choice: return the borrowed face and go back to a life she once wanted to escape forever, or keep it and become complicit in a slow, quiet murder.

On the surface, Acheron-4 is dead. Beneath it... something is waiting. When Hunter and Jax descend into the vast underground network known only as The Spine, they expect darkness, isolation, and the unknown. What they find is far worse-a living structure that watches, listens... and learns. Shadows move where light should be safe. Whispers echo inside sealed helmets. And something ancient is reaching out-through the dark, through the mind... through them. As their mission unravels, the truth behind SolGen's operations begins to surface: classified experiments, buried failures, and a threat that was never meant to be contained. But The Spine doesn't just kill. It changes you. With oxygen running thin and reality slipping, Hunter must make an impossible choice: trust the system that sent them... or the man slowly becoming something else.

In a Games built from marble, ruin, and echoes, twenty-four tributes enter the Capitol's most haunting arena yet: a shifting quarry city where alliances collapse as quickly as the stone beneath them. Dive into a shocking tale as Capitol favorite Octavia Crowe of District 2 rises through the Games with terrifying precision. In Panem, victors are remembered forever, but so are ghosts.

The peace was a lie. The crown is a curse. The legend has returned. Four years of silence have ended in a scream. The golden era of the Island has been smothered by a new, dark reign-one fueled by ancient sorcery and a hunger for absolute control. The rightful leaders have been cast into shadows, the global accords are turning to ash, and the world's citizens are falling under a spell of forced worship. But in the darkest hour, a ghost from the past has crossed the horizon. He was the architect of the old world, a man raised in the ice and forged in blood. He doesn't come with a plea for peace or a banner of truce. He comes with a cold, mechanical fury and an army that does not bleed, does not tire, and does not know the meaning of fear. As magic clashes with iron-willed strategy, the true cost of the throne is finally revealed. Brothers will face brothers, legacies will be burned to the ground, and the secret experiments of a hidden past will rise from the earth to reclaim the future. In the phase, there are no heroes-only survivors. • A Usurper who wields the power of the stars but fears the shadows. • A Fallen King who must find his strength behind iron bars. • A Shadow who has returned to finish what he started decades ago. The game is over. The real war begins now.

Harper Voss had built something worth keeping in the gutters of East Halworth. A crew. A home. A reason to get up in the morning. It only took one night to lose all of it. When a routine job turns into a bloody ambush, Harper is captured by Commander Brock Lawson and dragged into the heart of the organization that killed her father. What follows isn't imprisonment so much as systematic destruction: interrogation, loss, and the kind of violence designed to leave nothing standing. And it works. One by one, the people she loves are stripped away, until she's left with nothing but her own name and a floor to bleed on. Then the gun comes out. And the man who broke her is the one who stops it. Brock Lawson doesn't do mercy. What he offers Harper is something colder: ninety days to become a weapon worth keeping, or ninety days until she dies. The choice isn't really a choice. But survival never is.

Arkan has spent his life feeling disconnected from the world around him. As political tensions rise and strange events begin unfolding across the globe, he finds himself drawn toward a mystery that seems to reach far beyond ordinary reality. What begins as a personal journey gradually turns into a confrontation with faith, destiny, power, and the darkest corners of human nature. Inspired by apocalyptic themes and psychological storytelling, this novel explores the thin line between belief and madness, hope and despair, freedom and control.

They arrive on the islands with nothing but memory. Some lose it. Some trade it. Some are erased by it. After an illegal crossing goes wrong, a young man finds himself imprisoned on a chain of islands that do not obey familiar rules. Time is unstable. Authority is inconsistent. Survival demands obedience, silence, and forgetting. Inside the prison, people change. Some accept the system. Some break. Others become something else entirely. No one explains why the islands exist-only that escape comes at a cost. The Islands of the Forgotten is a psychological survival story about confinement, identity, and the violence of remembering. This is not a story of heroes or clear answers. It is a slow descent into a place where reality bends quietly, and the reader is meant to feel just as lost as the one trying to leave.

Mira finds a folder on her laptop called DRAFTS. Inside are eleven unfinished chapters. At first, she thinks they're old files she forgot writing. Then Chapter One predicts her next day. Exactly. A missed bus. A conversation. A sentence she says without realizing she already read it. Every chapter reveals another piece of her life. Every warning arrives too late. The strangest part? The writing sounds like hers. As Mira follows the drafts, she uncovers missing memories, hidden messages, and questions she was never supposed to ask. Especially one. What happened on June 17? But some stories don't want to be discovered. And the final chapter ends with only four words- Mira disappears. She doesn't remember writing any of it. And she doesn't know if she'll survive reading until the end. ✦ Psychological Thriller ✦ Mystery ✦ Slow Burn ✦ Plot Twists ✦ Unreliable Narrator Updates every Monday

Moscow, 1952. A man vanished from the heart of the Soviet capital- No trace, no witness, no explanation. Behind his disappearance stood a single figure wearing a white mask painted with the face of an owl. No name. No known motive. Only a moniker whispered by everyone in fear: The Owl. To hunt him down, two enemies agreed on a single word for the first time in history: Cooperation.

Nathan Valentino is so, so tired. He's only twenty-eight, but his world isn't the way it's supposed to be. Sure, there are some parts that are normal. The bilingual banter with his younger sister, Bella, and his studies are always a sense of familiarity. That's where his normal life ends. He's in serious debt to a powerful family: the Princetons. And of course when he had almost finished paying it off, it doubled. He now owes six hundred eighty thousand U.S. dollars ($680,000). Worst of all, the patriarch of the family, Lionel Princeton, has sent his daughter, Allison Princeton, to keep an eye on Nathan's progress. He now has a set deadline for his work. October twenty-eighth, next year. That gives him only eleven months to get over half a million dollars. But when Allison gets a room in Nathan's apartment, he finds himself spending more time with her than ever. He gets to know her outside of her usual calm, business-like facade. Maybe she isn't that bad after all. Nathan's so close to changing the world, and he doesn't even have his PhD yet. He doesn't know what he's missing, or why the Princetons need his work. He knows better than to ask. The Princetons aren't exactly the sharing type. The Valentino series is getting kicked off with a bang. Literally. Mafia families love their guns.

History remembers kings. It forgets the hands that removed their rivals. For centuries, the Arguëlles have moved through the spine of the nation- unseen, unrecorded, and untouched by regime change. Presidents rise. Dynasties flourish. Empires collapse. The Arguëlles remain. When Vincienzo Araneta enters St. Ethereal Institute, An academy built to groom heirs of power, old bloodlines begin to shift. This is not a story about heroes. It is a story about inheritance, institutions, and the quiet violence required to keep a crown.

Robloxia is a world that runs on order. Admins keep it. Hackers test it. Regular people live in it. And underneath all of it, in the spaces between servers where the usual rules don't apply, something is being summoned. Guest is a story about everyone in the same world at the same time - a girl who used a script that changed her, a friend who couldn't stop watching it happen, an admin who does what duty requires, a hacker who proved the system was broken, a creation consumed by hatred, a cult built on faith that one person built on profit. Every account has a story. These are some of them.

Linda has always wanted her own salon. She wanted to bring the world relaxation. With her new treatment coming out and an unhealthy obsession growing alongside, she struggles to fight the urge but if anyone finds out...she's surely dead meat herself. ------ Work in progress, I came up with this idea in a dream and thought the horror industry was missing a lil something from the beauty sector. This is also a project I will be doing at my own pace. Please enjoy.

Welcome to my story. 💜 A survival trip was supposed to bring BTS and TXT closer together. Instead, it led them somewhere no one should ever go. Deep inside an isolated jungle, something waits in the darkness. Something that watches. Something that learns. And something that knows exactly how to call your name. Trust no voice. Follow no sound. And whatever happens... Do not answer when the forest calls. Enjoy reading.

Two teenagers appeared in forest full of mysteries;with backstories, races,clans and even Gods and Goddesses.