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The Island That Sees Through You *Genre: Supernatural Horror, Psychological Thriller, Travel Mystery* *Setting: Ubud, Bali – Summer of 2023* What if paradise sees your soul—and doesn’t let go? I never believed in ghosts. Not seriously. Not until the summer of 2023, when burnout from my tech job in Singapore led me to book a last-minute solo retreat to Bali. The plan was simple: unplug, heal, reset. But the island had other plans. What began as a peaceful vacation in a secluded villa outside Ubud quickly spiraled into a spiritual descent I couldn’t escape from. The villa was perfect—too perfect. Traditional Balinese design, surrounded by rice paddies, misty mornings, and ancient temples nearby. Every doorway adorned with daily offerings. Every night serenaded by distant gamelan music. For the first few days, I embraced it all. Meditation, yoga, local food, temple visits. Then came the dreams. A temple I hadn’t seen. A woman in white with her face half-covered in hair. A stare that pierced through the veil of sleep and left me frozen with fear. Whispers in a language I didn’t speak. Night after night, her presence grew stronger—until she crossed the threshold from dream into reality. Mirrors fogged on their own. Statues turned. Shadows moved in corners untouched by light. And always, the smell of frangipani before something happened. The villa, once tranquil, felt like a mouth slowly closing around me. Every inch of the house watched. Every offering seemed like a warning I was too late to understand. Locals avoided my gaze. Strangers placed offerings outside my room without a word. I visited a *balian*—a traditional Balinese healer—who told me, “You opened something. It saw you. Now it follows.” I wanted to laugh. But I couldn’t. Because deep down, I knew it was true. The woman wasn't a ghost in the Western sense. She was something older. A *penunggu*—a watcher bound to the land, awakened by disrespect or recognition. And I had done both. Through rituals, cryptic warnings, and a wooden idol with no eyes, I tried to make sense of the unraveling horror. I was told to let her "finish looking." But what does that mean when what she sees is you—your regrets, your secrets, your soul? This isn’t just a ghost story. It’s about the cost of being seen by something beyond comprehension. It’s about sacred land, and what happens when a tourist treats spirit like spectacle. It’s about the third eye opening not through meditation, but through fear. The island gave me what I didn’t ask for. And now, even after leaving Bali, the dreams haven’t stopped. If you’ve ever felt something watching you just out of view\... if you’ve ever visited a sacred place and felt *changed* afterward... you might understand. You might have opened a door, too. **“The Island That Sees Through You”** is a supernatural travel-horror novella written in a deeply immersive, personal style. A cross between *The Haunting of Hill House* and *Eat Pray Die*, this story takes readers on a slow-burn psychological descent through mysticism, madness, and a truth you cannot unsee. Welcome to Bali. She sees you now.

Inspired from true events & true stories, this book is an anthology episodes of which each episode could related to one another. Settings at Bali island, this book also reveals plenty of bizarre things which are native to the Bali island & not found outside Bali. The main topic for the stories in this book is about the life story of gay peoples those take setting in Bali island, started from the main protagonist character dubbed: Henry who is actually a local immigrant individual who made an exodus from his own hometown to escape the future unwanted bully from his family & society due to his gay status. His life's stories started at Bali island therefore.

People come to Bali for different reasons. Some come to escape. Some come to heal. And some accidentally fall in love there. After a painful chapter in her life, Alina decides to leave everything behind and spend a few months in Bali, hoping the island’s sunsets, quiet beaches, and warm tropical air can help her feel alive again. Between hidden cafés in Canggu, early mornings in Ubud, seafood nights in Jimbaran, and unexpected adventures around the island, Bali slowly becomes more than just a destination. Then she meets Kai — a charming traveler with secrets of his own and a smile she cannot forget. What starts as a simple encounter soon turns into something deeper. But while Bali feels magical, real life is still waiting beyond the island. And sometimes, love becomes hardest when paradise starts to feel like home. Meet Me in Bali is a warm and emotional romance about healing, timing, beautiful places, and the kind of love that changes you forever.

Beneath the postcard-perfect sunsets and the rhythmic chanting of the tourists lies a rotting Niskala world. The ancient balance of Rwa Bhineda—the sacred equilibrium between light and dark—has been poisoned. A prehistoric curse, dormant since the fall of the Majapahit Empire, is clawing its way back through the volcanic soil of Bali. Gede, a simple laborer in the emerald rice terraces of Jatiluwih, never asked for a destiny carved in bone and blood. His life shatters the night he witnesses Jero Mangku, the village’s most pious priest, transform into a silver-furred nightmare under the glare of a jagged moon. But Jero Mangku wasn't just a monster. He was the first casualty of the Wong Kalong—an ancient lineage of Balinese shapeshifters who were once the elite guardians of kings, now reborn as a mindless, contagious plague. Branded by a claw mark that refuses to heal, Gede finds his own humanity slipping away. His senses are sharpening to a lethal degree; he can hear the heartbeat of the forest and smell the fear of his neighbors. He is thrust into a shadow war that has simmered for centuries, caught between three deadly factions: The Leyak Covens: Dark sorcerers who see the return of the "Silver Blood" as the ultimate ingredient for their immortality rituals. The Banaspati Guardians: Ancient forest entities who believe the only way to save Bali’s sanctity is to purge everyone infected—including Gede. The Blood Moon Cult: A modern shadow organization plotting to trigger a perpetual eclipse, turning the island of the Gods into a banquet for predators. Visceral combat, temple politics, and mystical progression, Moonlight over Majapahit follows Gede’s journey from a terrified victim to a legendary predator. As he searches for a cure from the peaks of Mount Agung to the crushing depths of the Southern Sea, he must decide: will he save the island that fears him, or will he lead the pack that destroys it?

Karim yang berasal dari Bekasi mengunjungi kawannya dan memenuhi undangan dari Bondan yang bekerja sebagai pedagang Baju dan Pakaian di Pulau Bali. Dia bersama Bondan berkomunikasi dengan Gaib di pulau itu karena pekerjaan Bondan yang bisa berkeliling ke seluruh pasar di bali. Pertemuannya dengan Bli Ketut juga memberikan pengalaman yang cukup banyak dalam mengunjungi beberapa tempat di bali dan berkomunikasi dengan gaib-gaib di Pulau itu. *** "Assalamu'alaikum kang, udah sampai belum dan dah dijemput belum oleh kang Bondan?" chat Bli Ketut. "Wa'alaikumsalam Bli, Alhamdulillah sudah sampai bli, tapi kayaknya belum bisa hari ini saya ke sana, mungkin dua atau tiga hari lagi saya ke sana bli," balesku. "Ya ndak papalah, yang penting sampeyan dah sampai, dan selamat," chatnya. "Siap bli, terima kasih sebelumnya," balesku. "Sudah ke sini saja segera, banyak kerjaan nih disini," balesnya. "Kerjaan apa bli?' tanyaku. "Ini tundukkan gaib disini, hahahahaha," balesnya. "Iya bli santai saja, merekaa gak kemana-mana kok," balesku. "Hahahaha..iya mereka menunggu sampeyan kang, udah gak enak ini badan saya sudah banyak yang nyerang saya," balesnya. "Ya dikasih makan saja dulu kang, kasih kopi dulu, ahahahaha" balesku **** "Saya Raden Batur, penguasa terkuat Gunung Batur, wujudku Siluman Naga...hahahahhaa," katanya keras menggelegar suaranya sehingga kang Bondan mulai ketakutan. "Ohh, kamu Raden Batur namanya, hhmmm...perkenalkan saya jamaah dari Penguasa Alam Gaib," kataku kepada Raden Batur. "Haduuh maaf beribu maaf saya tak tahu dan tak sopan kepada kamu..." katanya sambil menunduk dan menyembah kepada kang Bondan. "Ya sudah, gak papa, silahkan duduk saja yang baik," kata kang Bondan. "Ya, terima kasih," katanya. "Lah, kamu sudah lama jadi penguasa Gunung Batur?" tanya kang Bondan. "Saya sudah 950 tahun ada di sini," katanya. "Hmm, dah lama juga ya?saya mau tau mengenai beberapa hal saja mengenai Gunung Batur," Kata kang Bondan.

A young man awakens with no memories, no name… and a power beyond his understanding in a world completely unknown to him. Lost within the slums of a ruthless city, where surviving another day is already considered a victory, he crosses paths with Dan, a brilliant mechanic and inventor who offers him shelter in exchange for protection. She is also the one who gives him a name for the very first time: Adam. But as Adam learns to survive, he begins to realize there is something abnormal within him. Something dangerous. Something seemingly connected to secrets buried at the very top of the world. And the closer he gets to the truth about his origin, the clearer it becomes that his past was not merely hidden… it was feared.

Un joven despierta sin recuerdos, sin nombre… y con un poder imposible de comprender en un mundo que le resulta completamente desconocido. Perdido en los barrios bajos de una ciudad cruel, donde sobrevivir un día más ya es una victoria, termina cruzándose con Dan, una brillante mecánica e inventora que le ofrece refugio a cambio de protección. Es ella quien le da un nombre por primera vez: Adán. Pero mientras Adán aprende a sobrevivir, descubre que hay algo anormal dentro de él. Algo peligroso. Algo que parece estar conectado con secretos enterrados en lo más alto del mundo. Y cuanto más se acerca a la verdad sobre su origen, más claro queda que su pasado no solo fue ocultado… sino temido.

The day before Valentine's Day, Scarlett invited me to set off fireworks in the suburbs. The trunk was full of fireworks she had prepared. Just as I was about to light them, she looked at her phone and said to wait a bit longer. Finally, at 8 o'clock, she hurriedly told me to light them. Who knew the explosive would fly directly into my eye. A sharp pain shot through my eye, making me wince and grimace. I cried out Scarlett's name, but when I turned my head, I found her sweetly talking on the phone. "Nash, didn't you say you wanted to see fireworks? How do you like these ones? What, you're back now? I'll come pick you up right away!" With that, she drove off, leaving me all alone.

In the midst of her pop star life, Freya casts a shadow on her true self. Hiding behind the person everyone thinks she is.