the keep horror novel

After three years of marriage, they continued to treat each other with mutual respect. Following their divorce, he transformed into someone obnoxiously insistent. Yet Norris Moore sneered, "Get lost, I'd marry anyone but you!"

[I have led a cautious life, but the system keeps trying to do me in] "Ding Dong!" "Welcome to the Smart Cultivation System!" "You have chosen to cultivate the Bone Forging Art. The system will start cultivating for you. The system has detected that the host is missing the Bone Tempering Pill. Please wait a moment..." "Ding Dong!" "The system successfully stole ten Bone Tempering Pills for you, and the cultivation will continue..." "Important reminder, while the system is cultivating, you will lose lose control of the body..." After getting the Smart Cultivation System, Pei Ling began to grow stronger rapidly. He was prepared to become a deity until one day... "Ding Dong!" "You have chosen to cultivate an unknown technique. The system has identified this as a dual cultivation method. The system will start to cultivate for you. The system has detected that the host is missing a Dao Partner. The system is looking for a Dao Partner for you..." So, Pei Ling watched as he ran to the fairy's training room next door, drugged her, and carried her into his room...

This text has been published under the name "Amidst the Falling Stars". "President, I've found a little Baozi who looks a lot like you." "President, Baozi says he doesn't have a real dad; he's a test-tube baby!" "……" He'd only been gone for two days, only to be told by his secretary that he'd been high-grade counterfeited, and it was a mini version of him! Test-tube baby? Thud! One phone call, city-wide search for Baozi, and also Baozi's... mom... Half an hour later... "President, we've found Baozi's mom... it's just... the young assistant you just fired." "……" Before meeting Ou Mucen, Ye Ning was both the inconspicuous adopted daughter of the Ou Family and the true hidden master of the Antique Circle. She was exceptionally talented and intelligent, content with living a simple life. But after meeting Ou Mucen, her persona collapsed...

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..." A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

Guang Xiaoyu always thought her senior brother was a dispirited ordinary person, until one day, his pet cow crushed an entire group of Divine Kings with a single stomp. The black dog opened its mouth and expelled a Sword Qi, blocking millions of the Demon Race. The Earth Chicken that babbled every day turned out to be a descendant of the Ancient Phoenix! Ahhhh! Her worldview collapsed! Zi Ji: “Senior sister, it's terrible! The Demon Emperor is leading an army of millions from the Demon Race towards us.” Guang Xiaoyu: “Senior brother, help!” (This is a story about the Demon Emperor’s rebirth, the Netherworld’s daughter’s reincarnation, the protagonist's pet-keeping journey, and a call to everyone to love and care for small animals!)

Tragically betrayed by her father and stepsister, she was sent to an old and ugly man, never expecting to give birth to a pair of universally adored, high-appearance, high-intelligence, and high-emotional quotient "three-high" dragon and phoenix twins! Terrified that the old man would steal her children, she changed her name and went into hiding in Tibet. However, her adorable twins brought back a man of noble status for her. Seeing the man in front of her who looked exactly like her son, Silvia Yates was so shocked that she hadn't yet spoken when the man wrapped his arm around her waist......

"According to prophecy and scientific calculations, the entire world will see temperatures drop to minus forty degrees within three years, and even the earth's core will be frozen within three hundred years." "What should we do?" "Gather all our strength, build a shelter together with unwavering unity. In the face of disaster, we must stand united, and everyone needs to do whatever they can to ensure a future for humanity!" "But what if someone refuses to work and just wants to eat and be lazy?" "Then let them die! Activate the alchemy golems and large robots, we do not support idlers!" Set in a scenario similar to Frostpunk, with fantasy elements and a steampunk background, viewer discretion is advised.

Su Qinglan sat cross-legged on the grass, holding the chubbiest tiger cub she’d ever seen. “Aww… Look at you,” she whispered, booping its tiny nose. “So cute I could eat you up...” A sudden shadow loomed over her. “What’s so good about this stinky cub?” a deep, amused voice asked. She blinked up… and froze. Towering above her was a tall tiger beast man, his golden eyes narrowed in a lazy, predatory smile. “Let’s have ours,” he said. Su Qinglan’s brain short-circuited. … Ours? OURS?! Before she could process, in the next moment she was hoisted up onto his broad shoulder like a sack of grain and carried straight toward the cave. Su Qinglan was so choked by the suddenness of it all… she forgot to even complain. *** Su Qinglan’s knees knocked together as she stared up at the enormous serpent. Its cold, red eyes narrowed, the flick of its tongue tasting the air between them. “D-Don’t eat me,” she stammered, hugging herself. “I...I’m not tasty… really, I’m stringy and full of… uh… bad cholesterol.” The snake’s head lowered until it was mere inches from her face. Her fox ears twitched wildly. And then, before she could blink...its massive body shimmered, scales turning into bronzed skin and lean muscle. Standing before her was a man so breathtakingly handsome that Su Qinglan’s poor fox eyes watered just looking at him. Su Qinglan swallowed hard, her tail fluffing up in panic. “I… I…” Her voice cracked. Okay, new problem… the snake is hot. She squeezed her eyes shut. “If you… if you really want…” She blurted, her face burning, “…y-you can… take me.” *** One moment Su Qinglan was fighting with the zombie king with all her might. Boom! The next, she woke up in a bizarre beast world… inside the body of a lazy, pampered, fat local tyrant everyone hated. The “original” Su Qinglan had been an arrogant, scheming villainess who spent her days bullying weaker beast women, chasing after handsome males, and terrorizing the tribe kids. Now, thanks to fate’s twisted sense of humor, Qinglan had inherited the body and the bad reputation. But honestly? Being fat in a beast world was still better than starving in the apocalypse. At least here, she could eat. The only problem? In this world, men weren’t just men, they were beastmen. Tall, strong, dangerous… And apparently, every beast woman was expected to have several husbands. The catch? The “original” Qinglan’s antics had scared away every decent male within a ten-mile radius. Armed with her apocalyptic survival instincts, a sharp tongue, and a mysterious system that suddenly activated... "Binding with host…" "Congratulations, host, for successfully arriving in the beast world." Qinglan decided she wasn’t going to cry about fate. If she had to live here, then she’d live big, literally.

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

[Horror-Spieleentwickler: Meine Spiele sind wirklich nicht so gruselig!] Ich hasse Horror. Von den huschenden Geräuschen von Schritten, die hinter mir herjagen, bis zu den leisen, aber beunruhigend kalten Flüstern, die sich um meine Ohren winden... All das. Ich hasse es. So sehr, dass ich anfange zu kotzen, wenn ich eine bestimmte Schwelle erreiche. Und trotzdem bin ich ein Horror-Spieleentwickler. Ein miserabler noch dazu. Also habe ich beschlossen, aufzuhören, angesichts meiner mangelnden Fähigkeiten. Und doch... [Glückwunsch, Sie wurden für das Horror-Spielentwicklungssystem ausgewählt!] Nein, ich will es nicht. Lass mich aufhören. ※ Hinweis: Ihre Welt könnte einige Veränderungen erfahren. Aber keine Sorge! Es ist Teil des Spiels! *** Dies ist eine Geschichte über einen Spieleentwickler, der Horror hasst, aber keine andere Wahl hat, als Spiele zu entwickeln, die gruselig genug sind, um Menschen zu traumatisieren. Sie wollen mich verfluchen, weil ich Sie dazu gebracht habe, sich in die Hose zu machen? Wenn das der Fall ist, wen verfluche ich dann? *** Eine von SCP inspirierte Geschichte mit ihrer eigenen Wendung!