Paranoia Stories

Once a family anchored by hidden secrets, Emery Wells begins to see the cracks beneath their surface. What happened to her father, the mystery of her mother's unraveling, and the strange disappearances she can't explain all point to something bigger. As she follows her instincts, Emery realizes that the truth could shatter the life she's always known and the legacy her family thought they controlled may slip beyond even their reach.

She thought she was finally getting her life together. Then she found something she was never supposed to see. Now she's running, but the people chasing her aren't the only ones she has to be afraid of. Because sometimes, the people you trust are the ones who know exactly where to find you.

Broken dreams.Blood and justice. By day,he is a brilliant ordinary software engineer earning €8,000 a month. By night,he is a avenging ghost.After executing a flawless 200k perfect crime that leaves the law enforcement completely blind,he realizes that the law isn't a shield-It's just a code to be hacked. The night strolls that started with a bloody nose of him and a mask, turns into a group of elite paramilitary cell and him wearing a white mask terrorising the world of crime.He launches a analytical chess match against the world .Six highly trained highly armed team of vigilanties and him against the world. But as the FBI,Interpol and BKA close in,his war against a world corrupted by a system that is created to contain not to cleanse turns into a bloodbath that fills the lungs of patriots.He will force the world's most powerful nations to their knees,leaving them with one simple,terrifying rule:You break the law ,I will kill you.

The train never stops. The rails never end. And I didn't know that once I stepped aboard, I'd never step back off. I thought I was leaving my old life behind - the numbness, the quiet depression, the feeling that nothing I did mattered. Maybe I did leave it. But I didn't expect to trade it for something worse. Something alive. Something that watches. Fear wasn't supposed to follow me here. Purpose wasn't supposed to find me here. But both did. I didn't expect to feel anything on this train. Not hope. Not connection. Definitely not love. And yet... her. Kasumi. The hostess who moves like she's made of silence. The girl who never speaks unless she has to. The one who looks at passengers like she already knows how they'll die. The one who feels more trapped than any of us. I shouldn't have wanted to know her. But I did. Something about her pulled me in - the way she spoke only when she absolutely had to, the way she tried to never show a real emotion, the way she whispered warnings she wasn't supposed to say. And yet... it noticed. The woman who is partly a serpent, and entirely deranged. The creature who controls every inch of this train in ways no one understands. She needs things done a certain way. Her way. Always. When she gets what she wants, she feeds. When she doesn't, she devours. Now the lights flicker when I walk by. Doors breathe. Mirrors show things I shouldn't see. And every night at 8 PM, I lie still and pretend to sleep while something with a long neck slides through the ceiling, checking each bed, making sure we're asleep when we're supposed to be - searching for the one person I can't stop thinking about. I boarded this train to escape my life. I didn't know I was stepping into hers. I didn't know she was already claimed. I didn't know the rails were endless. But I know now. And I know one more thing: I'm not letting that thing take her from me.

[Trigger Warning: This story contains things like abusive and toxic relationships, obsessive behavior, mentions of domestic violence, trauma, eating disorders, and more. If you've experienced any of these, please find help and know that you're not alone.] Nakamura Yuzuki was the name of the Prefect in Ramshackle. She was a fearful person, terrified of anyone and everyone new, no matter who or what they were. She's experienced things that she never wanted to again, but she just couldn't escape from her fear. Not her trauma, not the shadow, and not even "her". But, cruel as it was, she saw her again. The one who tore at her from the inside out, dragged her deep within the pits of her own despair. Just...just what was she supposed to do...? [I do not own Twisted Wonderland or any of the characters other than Yuzuki!]

Blurb for the story "The Moon Knows My Fatal Sins" --- Two enemies ever since they met You may ask why, so? It started one day when... Sunghoon and Heeseung were The best friends that everyone Shipped and looked up to Until Sunghoon got a girlfriend Her name was "Sooha" and Heeseung liked Sooha he's Told Sunghoon plenty of Times but once he found Out that HIS BEST FRIEND Betrayed him and got with His crush!? he immediately Knew to end that friendship --- But ever since they started Getting dreams of each Other...that they should be together maybe they Were soulmates? but Just that Sunghoon caused A BIG mistake! will it recover? (Y'all are Sooha and THERE WILL BE NO CRINGE STUFF OR RUDE STUFF BLAMING YOUR CHARACTER! But! Y'all Won't be THAT included as much)

Reglas para sobrevivir al edificio de paredes blancas: 1.Ignora los espejos. No son para reflejarte. Te observan, conocen tus movimientos y saben exactamente cuándo vas a romper a llorar. 2.No mires al suelo. Los médicos y las enfermeras caminan y respiran como tú, pero el sol no los afecta. No tienen sombra. 3.Finge amnesia si Marc te abraza. Ese adolescente rubio dice ser tu hermano, pero la cicatriz de su frente está en el lado equivocado. Es un maldito impostor y tiembla porque sabe que lo has descubierto. 4.No malgastes tinta describiendo a las enfermeras. Son copias exactas, perturbadoramente perfectas. Si huelen tu miedo, el juego se acaba. 5.No le preguntes al Dr. Croft por tus padres. El fuego en sus ojos te consumirá y te encerrará en su oficina de madera oscura para siempre. Me llamo Zozo. Dicen que entré en coma por un exceso de pastillas y que este manicomio es mi único hogar. Dicen que tengo nueve años, pero mi reflejo muestra a una extraña.No estoy loca. Solo veo el mundo con los ojos correctos. Y si no aprendo a fingir que soy una niña inocente, jamás saldré viva de aquí. Me robaron la memoria. Me encerraron con los locos. Pero se equivocaron en algo: soy mucho más observadora de lo que creen.

At four in the afternoon, Simone Harper opens her door and finds Adrian standing on the other side. He looks like him. Sounds like him. Even kisses her like him. It takes her nearly three minutes to realize something is wrong. By morning, the man is gone. The security footage is empty. And Adrian is calling from Boston with proof that he never came home. As small inconsistencies begin to infect everything Simone believes about the man she loves, she is forced to ask a far more dangerous question than who came to her door: How well can you ever know someone who already knows exactly what you need to see?

Kiegen has everything money can buy, an expensive private school, a huge house, and a father who spoils him with anything he wants. What no one knows is that his dad suffers from severe paranoid episodes that can turn frightening fast. When he's himself, he's loving and generous. When he isn't, Kiegen never knows if he'll be locked in his room, accused of something he didn't do, or looked at like a stranger. Kiegen keeps it secret because his dad is sick, not cruel. Then one accidental text connects him with a sarcastic stranger. What starts as a funny wrong-number exchange slowly becomes something Kiegen relies on more than he wants to admit. As things at home get worse, the jokes turn into questions. Then, after fleeing one of his father's worst episodes and wrecking his car, Kiegen has no one he can safely call. Except the stranger who was never supposed to answer. Still there? Where else would I be? I need help.

The world looks normal. That's the problem. Beneath familiar streets and familiar faces lie hidden rules, forgotten truths, and questions nobody seems willing to ask. The deeper the truth is buried, the harder reality works to keep it that way. After all, it's one thing for something to be hiding in the world. It's another thing entirely for the world to be hiding something.

Book One- Paranoia Book Two- Pride Book Three Everyone lies. They lie all the time, whether they even realize or they don't. Now manipulation? Some people don't even have to try, and they can be the most condescending, manipulate person out there. Damion knows. Janus knows. Janus and Virgil have to save their friends, but at what cost? Can they save their boyfriend and dearest friends from the clutches of an evil mastermind? Or will the end up falling in the endless abyss of their own fears?

The life of Surayya Hamdan took a drastic turn and before she realized it, she found herself deep in the path of despair that posed a danger to her life and family. In the midst of dealing with defamation, paranoia, losing her job and all that her life brought-the trials and pain-it also reawakened the feelings of the man she had always been in love with, Sa'ad Abdi. Abdullah Sa'ad Abdi, a man who has a past that keeps him at an arms length from the feelings he had harbored for years, could not for the life of him pull away from the compelling inclination of wanting to protect Surayya as danger lurked silently around her, to comfort and to quench an insatiable curiosity that was strong enough to make him crawl back into the hole of sentiments he had done everything in his power to escape from.

my daily life

True evil doesn't lurk in the dark. It smiles at you from across the counter, smells like fresh laundry, and looks blindingly, terrifyingly innocent. Jane has a curse. She can taste lies like copper on her tongue and feel the exact shift of a person's malevolent energy. But she lives by one golden rule: The people with the dark clouds over their heads-the grieving, the broken, the angry-are never the monsters. They're just the targets. When Jane moves to the isolated, fog-choked timber town of Oakhaven, she expects quiet. Instead, she gets a nightmare. When local tragedies start piling up, the town instantly points its finger at Caleb, a volatile local drowning in a storm of rage. But Jane knows Caleb is innocent. The real predator is hiding in plain sight, wearing a pristine mask of community leadership and radiating a fake, sterile light that makes Jane's teeth ache. As the winter closes in, the shift-changes blur, and the nightmares start bleeding into her waking life, Jane must track the movement and unmask the witch before she becomes the next victim. Everyone thinks Oakhaven is safe. They're looking at the shadows. They should be looking at the light.

Stories are always told from the rebels' point of view, overthrowing the iron-fisted ruler. But what about the evil monarch's point of view? What about their side of the story? This is a rebellion, from the king's point of view. I knew they were coming for me. When was the only question. How didn't matter. Assassins, poison -- they all have the same result: death. My death. The Tyrant King.

Lo que hay dentro de aquí, no te va a dejar indiferente... Encontrarás desternillantes historias cortas y ligeras para tu "body", de humor completamente absurdo y que no has visto nunca. No te extrañes si ves a Suneo metiéndose en una secta terraplanista, o a Masao de alumno en Cobra Kai. En este libro, esta es la normalidad. ¿Te atreves a descubrirla?

Eyes of a Killer. dc comics stephanie brown / female oc bugbIues, 2023

Jackie es una joven hermosa mujer de 17 años,que es secuestrada por alguien de problemas mentales,usandola en sus experimentos llamado "SONRISA"

Dead Reflection is a psychological horror series where grief drives Jordan Merlo to the brink of insanity. When Jasmine Merlo disappears without a trace, Jordan reaches out for his sister's final words, looking for closure to heal the grief. Instead, he stumbles upon her diary, leading him to question the person staring back at him. The more he uncovers, the further he walks the line between insanity and reality.

She thinks she is living an ordinary life. College. Friends. Family. Familiar streets. Favourite cafés. Late-night conversations. The little routines she never thinks twice about. Nothing unusual. Except someone knows. He knows when she takes the longer route home. He knows which smile is real and which one she forces. He knows where she goes when she needs to be alone. He knows the things she has never told anyone. And somehow, he is always there. She calls it coincidence. He calls it devotion. To her, he is a stranger. To him, she is everything. What begins as silent admiration slowly becomes something darker. An obsession disguised as protection, a fixation disguised as love, and a presence she cannot see but somehow begins to feel. Because sometimes the most dangerous person in your life isn't the one standing beside you. It's the one you haven't noticed yet. And by the time she finally looks over her shoulder... he may already be too close. Dark Psychological Thriller • Obsession • Mystery • Suspense • Dual POV • Slow Burn • Indian Setting