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On a journey across the vast Pacific, Flight B90 vanishes without a trace. Over 300 souls aboard. No distress call. No wreckage. No survivors. The world assumes the worst, calling it a tragic accident. But something about the disappearance feels off. Inside the plane, terror reigned as engines failed and communication with ground control was lost. The roar of the storm, the blinking red warnings, the cries in the cabin...it all faded into a chilling silence. What should have been a routine flight turned into a nightmare. As investigators scramble for answers, inconsistencies begin to surface. Where did the plane really go? What happened in those final moments? And why does the official story feel incomplete? One thing is certain, this wasn't just a crash. And someone knows the truth.

"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

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.

"In a world where mortality is a design flaw, salvation demands the burning of one's own soul." In the decaying empire of Tenebris, the air smells of ash and the forgotten dead. Driven by an incurable sickness and an absolute obsession with immortality, the arrogant Tyrant, King Lucerion VI, seeks a legacy that will outlast the gods themselves-no matter the mountain of corpses required to build it. Far from the gilded halls of the capital, in the frosted ruins of a desolate village named Ashmoor, lives Kael. Built for war and broken by loss, Kael's brutal existence knows only the weight of iron. Yet, amidst the unyielding cruelty of the world, a fragile light remains: Elira, a girl whose sorrowful existence is the only human thing left in his darkened universe. But when the shadows of the crown stretch to devour the last sanctuary of Ashmoor, destiny shatters into madness. To rescue the only light he ever knew, Kael must challenge the absolute laws of life, death, and deterministic fate. He will march directly into a lawless abyss where mercy is myth, forcing himself to sink into the darkest depths of transgression. For when the gods offer only cold necessity, a man must become worse than the demons to rewrite what was written in blood. A dark, existential fantasy inspired by classical tragedy, exploring the terrifying weight of free will, the hubris of kings, and a love grim enough to burn the underworld.

We are entering Cold War II. This magical property has completely shifted the global power play. ~ Anonymous High-Ranking Official 1) This story uses the present tense for current scenes and past tense for flashbacks/memory sequences 2) Features a slow-burn pace, original characters (OCs), and a Dark AU theme that will expand significantly as the plot progresses. Enjoy the journey!👍 ================================================================================== When Ladybug handed a Miraculous to the wrong person, Monarch claimed nearly all the jewels-and with them, absolute power. Paris is now drowning in fear. But the real war has only just begun. The United Nations has called an emergency global summit, but behind the scenes, the superpowers are already fighting dirty. China and Russia demand the Miraculouses as their historical birthright. NATO wants to seize them "for world security." Spies flood the streets of Paris, Guardians are being tortured in secret facilities, and military forces from multiple nations are gathering under the UN flag. Two teenagers who once fought akumas now find themselves at the center of a terrifying new Cold War. Every country wants Ladybug and Cat Noir-either as weapons, assets... or threats that must be eliminated. One wrong move at the conference table, one leaked identity, or one desperate alliance could spark a global conflict that makes Monarch look like child's play. In this ruthless game of power, diplomacy is just another weapon. And the heroes? They just became the most dangerous pawns in the world. ================================================================================== Disclaimer: 1) This story diverges after Season 5, Episode 1 (Evolution). 2) I am a rookie writer, and English is my second language. I do my absolute best to write clearly, and I deeply appreciate your patience with any errors! 3) Cover art is sourced from the internet and edited by me in Canva. Thank you ~ Sincerely WL

"They tell you never to whistle in the Appalachian Mountains. Now I know why." When a sudden plane crash strands Jack, Veronica, and Vanessa in the heart of the most ominous woods, survival is their only goal. But the deep, atmospheric silence of the forest is a lie. Hidden within the shadows is a predator: The Crawler. As the sun dips below the ridge, the group discovers they aren't just lost they're being hunted. One of them has already become prey, and for the others, the psychological dread is only just beginning. In a place where the trees have ears and the darkness has teeth, the real horror isn't just surviving the woods... it's surviving what's inside them. Can they find a way out before the Crawler finishes the job? New chapters every wednesday!!

Eighteen year old Lilibet lives in a remote mountain mining town where death is common, poverty is constant, and the woods are older than the settlement carved into their edges. The men of the valley spill blood into the soil daily-through mining accidents, brawls, and battles-and the town whispers that dying men always scream for their mothers. Lilibet knows the truth: it is not their human mothers they call for, but the Devouring Mothers, ancient entities beneath the roots who drink spilled blood and claim the dying. Lilibet's life is defined by servitude. Her father and brother rely on her labor while dismissing her intelligence, strength, and independence. The woods are her only refuge, a place where she feels watched but not threatened, and where she senses a pull she cannot explain. Her only softness comes from Hutch, a kind young man who sees her as more than a burden-but even his affection feels like another cage. After a tense dinner where her father reveals he intends to marry her off to the Johnson family, Lilibet breaks. Feeling betrayed and trapped, she flees into the night and crosses the glen she has always respected but never fully entered. As a violent wind rises and the earth seems to breathe beneath her, she experiences a terrifying, surreal moment: she claws at her own throat, feels her blood spill into the soil, and screams "Mother!" before collapsing. She believes she is dying. Instead, she awakens at dawn, uninjured but transformed. Her senses are sharpened, her movements fluid and unnatural, her hair alive with motion. A small orb weaver spider-one she had saved earlier-appears in her palm and behaves impossibly, as though recognizing her. The forest around her shifts, revealing faces and limbs rising from the soil, beckoning her with hunger and welcome. Overcome by an instinct she cannot resist, she consumes the spider, completing a ritual she does not yet understand. Hutch finds her at sunrise, shaken and confused. He insists she was not in

Every rich family has secrets. Ours had rules. Don't ask questions. Don't break tradition. Don't become the black sheep. But when silence starts talking and the walls begin to remember, survival becomes a choice and loyalty becomes a threat. This is a slow-burn story of power, inheritance, and what happens when the one person meant to obey decides to watch instead. Not all fires start loudly. Some begin in the blood.

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.

Every building holds secrets. This one holds two. Moira on the second floor. A social worker who believes in justice. Justice that she might have to bring herself. Theo in the penthouse he designed. An architect who believes in order. Order which he defines for others. They share a building, a lobby, and an elevator. And more than they know. When two people carrying the same darkness finally find each other. Do they fall? Do they survive the fall? The Man Who Lives Above is a thriller about two killers, one building, and the most dangerous thing either of them has ever done. Fall in love. "This is a preview of the first few chapters. Full book coming soon."

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.

Some people are born blind to the truth. Some people are born to see it. Ever since he was a child, he's known the world isn't what it seems. He sees echoes of past lives, senses the hidden presence of beings walking among us, and can tell which people wield a power beyond understanding-witches, both good and dangerous. But knowing is dangerous. Someone-or something-has been watching him his whole life, waiting for him to awaken. And now that he has, the lines between reality and shadow are collapsing. Aliens, secret societies, and ancient occult forces all exist... and they all want one thing: control. The question is: will he survive long enough to understand the truth?

When the world ended, Arjun Deshmukh was asleep. A 25-year-old software developer living alone in a small flat in Nashik. Noise-cancellation headphones. Closed window. Missed every warning. Every scream. Every knock on his door. When he finally stepped outside - the city was burning, the streets were empty, and something was walking toward him that used to be human. This is not a story about a hero. This is a story about a man who survived by accident - and now has to figure out why that matters. Season 1 - The Beginning.

A deadly virus. A train full of survivors. A secret called GENESIS. As country falls into chaos, Ira Mehra and her family must fight to stay alive on the last train to survival.

The house doesn't trap you. It studies you Fifteen strangers wake up trapped inside a mysterious white house surrounded by black water. No memories. No escape. No idea why they were chosen. But as the house begins changing, hidden passages open, locked rooms react to their movements, and terrifying secrets come to light. Aarohi starts uncovering the truth behind the house, while Karan finds himself drawn closer to her with every passing moment. And then there's Sia... Because somehow, the house already knows her. #thriller #horror #mystery #darkromance #psychologicalthriller #survival #experiment #suspense #wattpadindia #aarohi #karan #sia #hauntedhouse #slowburn #darkmystery#TheWhiteHouseExperiment #MysteryThriller#PsychologicalThriller#DarkMystery#HorrorThriller#SuspenseStory#SurvivalMystery#SecretExperiment#HiddenTruths#DarkFiction#MurderMystery#ThrillerNovel#WattpadThriller

Zayn Cole receives a phone call at exactly 3:17 AM. The voice on the other end sounds exactly like him. It tells him something impossible: He died two years ago. Hours later, Zayn discovers a hidden passport with his face... and another identity. Now strange files are appearing on his phone. Surveillance systems are tracking him. And a secret organization known only as GHOST is hunting the memories he was never supposed to recover. Some truths are buried. Others are erased. PROJECT GHOST is active again.

!! Scheduled updates from 5th July onwards !! He never belongs to anyone for long. They call it a curse. They sell him as a warning. A punishment. Something to survive. Until the thirteenth owner smiles at it... and calls it an invitation. ⚠️ Warning: This story explores disturbing themes | Violence | Murder | Self Harm | Self Neglect | Corruption | Ownership | Auction | Inspired by existing characters from ABO Desire the Series Shen Wenlang and Gou Tu... but completely rewritten. The events, identities, and outcomes do not follow the original narrative. Every event is reimagined.

[Author Note] This story uses AI-generated illustrations for characters, locations, and key scenes. The writing is still the main focus, but the images are here to make the world easier to imagine. Give it a shot. Ashes of the Surface is a dark fantasy / post-apocalyptic story with long chapters. The writing style is meant to be clear and easy to follow. It does not describe every object down to the smallest detail, but it gives enough atmosphere and direction to understand the scene, the danger, and the emotions behind it. The illustrations are there to support that feeling. The story follows Yui, a brilliant strategist and researcher who wants to find a way to ease human suffering. But his goal slowly turns into a paradox: saving everyone is impossible, and every choice leaves someone behind. The weight of those decisions begins to break not only his plans, but also the way he sees the world itself. This is a story of ordered chaos - where action, satire, tragedy, strange humor, and moral questions can exist in the same chapter. Even when the path seems obvious, the outcome may still find a way to surprise you. The world itself was scarred by a planetary catastrophe. Much of the surface became poisoned ash, and countless lives were lost. But humanity did not disappear. From the depths of nomadic cities built upon precursor technology, people rose again - hoping to save their planet, survive its infection, and avoid repeating the mistakes buried in their own past.

​S1: As the world ran out of energy and modern civilization collapsed, humanity discovered a new fuel to survive: their own erythrocytes. ​Now, every drop of blood is the primary source of power. Every transaction is a drain on life. Under the absolute control of a Hegemony with type O blood-the owner of the most wondrous power-a biological caste system was created through Hemo-cell generator machines. ​Humanity is cast aside, ruthlessness is legalized, all for the sake of an unshakeable order. ​Within the grand walls of the Citadel, peace and prosperity are successfully maintained. This regime is deemed perfect. ​Does it sound cruel? ​Perhaps. ​But isn't that a fair price to pay to prevent the extinction of the human race? ​••• ​Outside the cold walls, the true dystopia seethes. ​Rebel groups move in the darkness, vowing to tear down the Citadel for the sake of equality. ​However, the line between fighting for a cause and sheer greed out there is razor-thin. ​As vengeance, disguised as justice, begins to demand bloodshed, a terrifying question arises: ​Is the Citadel a monster that drains the lives of its citizens? ​Or... ​Is it actually the only bastion keeping the world from truly falling into eternal darkness? ​••• ​When the blood system becomes the only law, which side truly holds the truth?