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[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

Li Zi Yun was the eldest daughter of the Li family but her dad hated her. Her step sister or should she say half sister was always ready to take everything away from her. Her step mother was trying to make her life a living hell. But she was no longer the old Li Zi Yun who was yearning for love. Her boss was waiting for the moment when he could make her pay for what she took away from him. But she will endure it all. She had nothing to lose. She will not succumb to the situation. Li Zi Yun was now in a respectable position in one of the top companies. No one can take advantage of her any longer. She was going to play by her rules. P.S: I Don't own the book cover. English is not my mother tongue. So please forgive me if I make any mistakes. Also Check out my other book 'Back to 22'

After reincarnated to another world, Vale never chose to activated the system, even if that will help him. He thinks system are too mysterious and powerful that it might control his body. But unfortunately for him, he is weak and had no talent on magic, although he is training so hard, it is not enough to make him survive in the world where people can easily destroy the city. Until one day he forced by the situation to activate the system. The game finally begins. [Special Quest] [Kill your lovely teacher, Ms. Rosaline.] [Deadline: 24 hours] [Reward: Magic talent level B] [Punishment: Permanent blind.] .... [Ms. Rosaline has changed her name; Special Quest is canceled.] .... "So, it's a game between you and me, system. I am going to use you to make me stronger, while you will use me to achieve your goals."

Have you ever wondered how a person who was supposed to be dead was walking in front of you? Or why you are trapped in a mysterious paranormal game and the rules that are set in place to protect you are falling apart, or maybe you just want a short spine chilling tale to end the day? Have you ever just thought about paranormal things? Most people will tell you they are nonsense but here, we will learn about all the paranormal with you. But be warned, some of these tales are true...

Meet Amelia, everyone dream girl but very stubborn. Her parents warned her never to go to the cursed house but she ignored it, she falls in love with the demigod she saw there not knowing he was a vampire prince called Dimitro. Halloween period was a perfect plan for her to go with her crew, she is desperate to find out everything about him. " I had a dream, that I was stuck in an unknown place I never knew existed, it was a scary night for me" Now Amelia is stuck along with her friends and those she dislikes in her lover's world meeting a bloody war. She thought the stories about vampires, Lycans, Witches, and Hybrids were fictional not until the day she got stuck, her chances to survive are now in the hands of her lover. After the red moon, lots of mysteries got revealed, Dimitro finding out from his father that he is an abomination, a hybrid. The enemy is closer than they think, many lives were lost, a lot of betrayal, hatred, and love took place. Lorenzo, the alpha mated to a weak Lycan called Nora, also hybrid, her pregnancy brought a great threat.

She is the child of Yakuza Group and so does he. Their families were a nemesis. She cruel and so does him. She is wicked and he is vicious. She is manipulative and he is calculative. But both of them have no idea about love at all. Fate brought them together. She falls for him for the first time they encounter. She saves him from drowning but she can’t help herself from falling. Now she is in love but he is not. She needs to make him fall for her too. She starts to plan. The plan to capture his heart!

Kitahara was tying the knot, and he was nervous. As he stood before the marriage registrar, he began introducing his spouses-to-be, each with a peculiar talent for... influencing the world around them. "My first wife... has a sacred mountain as her domain. Let's just say the creatures living there are... protective of me. If anyone crosses me, well, they tend to face... consequences." "My second wife rules a private island, where the locals are intensely loyal. Hospitality is a given, but tempers can be... explosive." "Family gatherings can get a bit... intense. But love conquers all, right?" My love life is a balancing act between adoration and mortal danger. The real challenge? Keeping my wives from killing each other.

I used to think obsessive male leads were kind of hot. You know, the intense stares, the undying devotion, the way they’d burn the world for the woman they love? Swoon, right? Wrong. That fantasy went up in smoke the moment I woke up in the body of Sonia Mitford. The heroine of The Crimson Devotion. The first obsessive romance fantasy novel I ever read. The one that ended on a mysterious hiatus. The one with Marius Wittelsbach, a charming, possessive psychopath who thinks an ankle shackle is a love language. Now I’m trapped in a velvet-draped prison, shackled to a bedpost like some porcelain doll in a gothic fairytale. And Marius? He’s worse than I remembered. Sweet, soft-spoken, and utterly unhinged. "You don’t need to be afraid. I’ll take care of you." Translation: I’ll murder anyone who blinks in your direction and serve you tea over their corpse. "Anyone who bothers you... anyone who looks at you the wrong way... I’ll get rid of them for you." I thought I was playing the role just fine. Smiling. Nodding. Pretending not to be horrified. But then, plot twist. Alessio Slovene, the forgettable side character, walks in looking like a golden retriever knight and drops this bomb: he’s actually the crown prince in disguise. And he’s been investigating Marius. Finally, a lifeline. Maybe. Because people are vanishing. The body count is rising. And every time Marius kisses my forehead and calls me “Nia,” I feel one step closer to becoming the tragic heroine in a blood-soaked love story. Obsessive male leads aren’t dreamy. They’re terrifying. And I might be in way over my head.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Penelope Anderson, long past the age society deems “marriageable” and burdened by rumor, devotes herself to securing a perfect match for her younger sister after experiencing an unsuccessful courtship. Everything proceeds as planned until Lord Anthony Ravenport, a notorious rake she once met under scandalous circumstances, becomes her sister’s most promising suitor. Though Penelope knows he is dangerously unsuitable, his status makes him impossible to refuse. As tensions rise, so does an undeniable attraction between Penelope and Anthony, one that threatens to ruin not only her sister’s future, but the fragile reputation of their entire family. *** “Why do you despise me so much that you consider everything I do unworthy of your blessings!” he demanded, eyes bright with frustration and restrained fury. “Because you are unworthy of one!” she yelled back, her gaze holding the same frustration as his. “You’re unworthy to be a husband, unworthy of my sister, unworthy of love, unworthy of everything! Your presence is only making things worse for Franseca,” “And your presence isn’t?!” he spat back, his composure gradually dwindling as seconds passed. “Just because you think you’re better off unmarried doesn’t make her one. She shows interest in me as much as I do her!” “Oh, is that so?” She countered, mockery and disbelief laced in her tone. “I know men like you. And men like you thrive on pity and selfishness, believing women to be nothing else but breeders and assets! How dare you speak of interest when all you think of is what benefit my sister possesses!” “I know women like you,” he retorted, keeping his voice likewise. “Women whose conclusions are based on personal grudges. Women who are blinded by rage, envy, and jealousy, disguised under safety. Women whose hearts are hardened by grief and sorrow, and all they can think of is affecting other people’s lives!” “How dare you,” Penelope seethed, expression cold in fury and her gaze heated in cold rage. No one has ever talked to her the way he did, and it annoyed her to such an extent that she could barely recognize herself anymore. “Oh, are you pained?” he demanded, mockery plastered in his expression. They were so close, so improperly close that breath fanned against each other, eyes brightened in rage, chest rising and falling from such pressure. “You are… insufferable!” She spat. “And you’re… aggravating!” he returned, hot breath matching hers, as their chest rose and fell in exasperation. For a moment, the world revolved around heated glares and venomous expressions. Finally, those pair of grey eyes left the storm of dark-brown ones, descending on her lips that were only an inch away. Sensing his diverted attention, her breath stuttered in response, eyes descending against those inviting red lips. Her heart raced wildly, breath puffing furiously as she swallowed the lump down her throat, unconsciously wetting her lips. “S-Stay away… from my sister,” She said, words barely above a whisper. Her heart raced, echoing in her ears, causing her to feel dizzy. His eyes darkened. “You’ll be the end of me,” he whispered back, almost like a plea. And in the blink of an eye, his lips crashed against hers. *** PS: BASED ON HISTORICAL SETTINGS AND TIMELINE. #Slowburnromance #enemiestolovers A/N: There will be slow updates for now, until I conclude “Surrendered To The Lord Of Sin”. Although this is my entry for WSA 2026. Thank you for trying this out!

A Strange Ghostly Tale Of Slippery Jake The Regency Rake. Outline This story is based in a London Pub from a few years ago. Slippery Jake returns to haunt the Bull Public House. He is not your usual ghost by any means. He can be very ruthless but he is also very protective towards the pub. His is a journey of redemption for the heinous he has committed.