top 10 freaky stories

"I hate you and i wish you were never my sister. you would never understand what misery means because you have such a perfect life". Ayra screamed furiously. Alice told herself not to think about the word "hate" which her sister had used on her ,people said things they didn't mean when they were angry she consoled herself. "You think my life is perfect? well be my guest I wish you my perfect life, I hope you would walk in my perfect shoes ." "Whatever" ayra muttered walking away. "That's what you always do walk away, shy away from confrontations. For crying out loud you are the intelligent one ,mom is always proud of you I mean everyone speaks highly of you .The perfect life you accuse me of you are the one that actually has the fucking perfect life". Ayra turned around and was surprised to see the amount of pain on her sister 's face, for the first time ever Alice wasn't wearing a bored expression but she ignored it, it could be one of her trump trick and said "Christ you are so sick to think that". " Maybe I am ".

Mike, an average office drone, dies via horny pink truck and wakes up in Freaktopia — a chaotic world where trees are throbbing d*cks, buildings are giant jiggling asses, and everything wants to fuck or embarrass you. Armed only with a “Boring Aura” that kills pervy moods, a crotch-hammock loincloth, and his equally traumatized coworker Dave, Mike teams up with a perverted tuxedo squirrel to survive slime orgies, yandere catgirl Demon Queen stalkers, public shame tournaments, and cum volcanoes. A crude, hilarious 18+ isekai comedy about two normies trying (and failing) not to lose their sanity in the horniest world ever.

Grace He was my wildest night... then he became my husband. One night. That’s all it was supposed to be. A stranger with sinful hands, a voice like velvet sin, and a darkness that called to mine. But when I’m forced to marry a man I barely know in exchange for my family’s survival, fate decides to play a cruel trick… He’s the same man from that night. Brian Wallace. Cold. Obsessive. Filthy rich. And now, mine. What started as a comfortable arrangement became a nightmare of control, secrets, and brutal passion. Every time I try to run, he finds a way to pull me back into his world of pleasure and power. I thought the worst he could do was own me. Until I met his brother. Lance—dangerous in a different way, softer where Brian is cruel… and deadlier than I ever imagined. Now I’m trapped between two brothers, torn between freedom and desire. And when betrayal becomes my weapon, love is no longer part of the plan. Because in this game of lust and lies, only one of us is making it out alive.

what happened to me in the night of January 20/1/2026

In the wake of Gol D. Roger's execution, the world holds its breath. Pirates flood the seas. Marines tighten their grip. And in the forgotten South Blue, on an island so small it barely earns a dot on most maps, a sixteen-year-old boy with no devil fruit, no family name, and no special destiny decides to leave. His name is Kuroishi Ran. He wants one thing — absolute freedom. Not a throne. Not a title. Not the world's recognition. Just open water and no one above him. He boards a merchant ship heading east with a single bag, calloused hands, and four years of self-taught training behind him. No mentor. No crew. No plan beyond the direction. What he does have is something he can feel but cannot yet name — a heat in his chest that surfaces only when everything else runs out, when his body is past its limit and something deeper opens. The sea will teach him what it is. This is the story of a man who becomes a pirate not for treasure or glory but because the sea is the only place in the world where no one can tell him what he is. It is a story told in ports and storms and training sessions before dawn. In the people he meets and parts from and meets again years later when the sea has changed them both. In the slow, honest, brutal development of a power earned rather than granted. Ran will cross the South Blue. He will reach the Grand Line. He will build something from nothing, by will alone, and the world will eventually learn his name. But that is later. For now — he is sixteen, the ship is heading east, and the horizon keeps retreating the way horizons do. He follows it anyway.

HIDUP SEBAGAI ORANG YANG ANEH

On the return of his hometown, Valentino discovers that his hometown has changed along with the turbulent decade of the 1960's. His family stuck in the violent past of World War 2 as well as the contemporary fear of the Vietnam War loom over him and his two brothers. However, fear comes in many forms.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.