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A dark comedy isekai for anyone who’s ever faked their way through life…and accidentally became holy. Jeremy Blake was a failed actor, a professional understudy, and a world-class bullshitter. Then he died. Now he’s trapped in the body of Lord Audric Solvane, disgraced noble, suspected heretic, and recently murdered fraud. Oh, and his own funeral is happening downstairs. Most people would panic. Jeremy improvises. With only a cracked mask, an empty manor, and a sarcastic AI voice named Glyph.. whos Gaslighting , gatekeeping, etc”…Jeremy does what he’s always done best: pretend to be someone he’s not. One fake miracle later, he’s canonized as a living saint. Now all he has to do is survive royal politics, forge divine relics using bath oils and wine bottles, avoid getting stabbed again by his gorgeous widow, and figure out why a cosmic production company may have cast him as a backup protagonist in someone else’s story. Because this world? It’s scripted. And Jeremy wasn’t supposed to get the part.

Alycia Firestone, once Claire Withmore, is a hardened operative with a brutal past. Recruited into a shadow agency...NOVA 6...her loyalty is built on secrecy and survival. But when Kyle, the criminal who once saved her life, resurfaces, Alycia is torn between protecting the agency's agenda or confronting the humanity she thought she buried.

In Shanghai, the wind at the Bund always carries the scent of money.

"So what now? You know how she feels Blake. She's in love with you, she's been for a while now" Sighing I ran my hand through my hair in frustration, "I know, trust me, I know". She walked away from me and leaned against the huge window peering into the night. "If you go you won't just break her heart. You will break her... forever". I shook my head, my hands tightening around the handle of the duffel bag full of clothes that I'd packed in a rush mere minutes ago. I looked up at her, "What do I do then?". She smirked but still didn't turn to fully face me "You do what you so best, only, this time you get to create your own exit strategy". "No, Siara!", I replied a little too harshly "she's not one of my assignments. I can't do that to her. I won't". Her head whipped around to face me and she narrowed her eyes "Then leave Blake!" she shouted, you're already packed so go. But don't forget the devastation you'll be leaving behind when you do". I closed my eyes tightly fighting against the raw emotions riling in my chest. Stirring and making a mess out of everything that has to make sense to me. "You know I'm right", Siara's voice echoed through the huge empty room "but what I don't understand is why you're running away from the only girl you've ever loved". My eyes opened slowly and I lowered myself unto one of the chairs. She was right. I hated that she was right. I sighed in defeated and looked over at Siara as she took a seat beside me. She gave me a small sympathetic smile. "So what now Siara?". She gave my hand a slight squeeze "Now we create one last exit strategy. What do you say? For old times sake?".

Seventeen-year-old Natsuo was living an ordinary life… until the night he woke up in a place that shouldn't exist. Surrounded by strangers and watched by a silent figure in a rabbit mask, he’s forced into a deadly game where every round brings new rules—and new ways to die. Trust is fragile. Fear spreads like poison. And the deeper the game goes, the harder it becomes to hold on to sanity. This isn’t a dream. Not a test. This is the Game Without Exit—and there’s only one rule: survive.

I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn. Gone Girl, Gone Dad holds his ground, doesn’t move. I’m about to bowl him over with my suitcase when he finally stands back, as if we’ve just been in some stupid standoff he’s choosing to let me win. He holds the door open for me. “See you, then,” he says. I hate him so much in that moment, my stomach heaves, tightens into a giant knot. The only thing saving me is the wide open door and the freedom beyond it. From Dad, from my memories. So why does it still hurt there is no hug goodbye from her daddy for Riley James? When Riley James loses the love of her life to leukemia, she doesn’t know if she can go on alone. But the lure of the New York theater scene, her only other passion, draws her into the world of acting and stardom. Making friends—and an enemy bound to see her fail—Riley struggles to come to terms with loss, new love and her past under the floodlights of the stage.

He logged in… just to escape reality. But this game wasn’t designed to be beaten. There were no quests. No clear rules. No “Exit” button. Only a quiet, beautiful world that felt… too real. Days passed. Or maybe weeks. Time didn’t work the same here. The more he explored, the more the world responded to him— like it was watching… learning. NPCs remembered things they shouldn’t. Paths changed when he wasn’t looking. And sometimes— the game spoke back. It wasn’t scary. Not at first. In fact, it felt peaceful. Like a place meant to heal something broken inside him. But slowly… that peace began to feel wrong. Because if this world was truly meant to help him— Then why couldn’t he leave? And why did it feel like… it didn’t want him to?

The Girl Who Wasn’t Supposed to Exist “If no one remembers her, did she ever exist at all?” Ren Arakawa was just another high school senior, drifting through life—until one day, he noticed the quiet girl sitting by the window. Her name is Aika. No one else in class sees her. She doesn’t show up in photos, mirrors, or even digital records. When he tries to ask about her, people look at him like he’s crazy. But Aika is real. She’s warm. Mysterious. Alive. And every moment Ren spends with her… the world forgets he ever existed. Now memories vanish. Time stutters. His own name begins to blur. Caught between love and erasure, Ren must choose: Will he let go of the girl no one else remembers? Or will he hold onto her… even if it means vanishing with her forever? A haunting, emotional journey through memory, identity, and a love that shouldn't exist—but refuses to be forgotten.

The Exit Code In a crumbling world on the brink of collapse, a mysterious shop known only as The Archive appears—offering a single, haunting opportunity: play a game... or be forgotten. Seven children awaken with no memory of who they are or how they arrived. All they know is this—only three will survive. The rules are whispered, the pieces are alive, and the Game is always watching. As reality begins to bend and time distorts, the players uncover fragments of who they once were—and the horrifying truth behind the world’s decay. But nothing is more terrifying than the one who watches from the shadows: Kael Vire, the Hollow Star, a fallen guardian whose memories could destroy them all. To escape, they must confront twisted trials, decode the meaning of sacrifice, and decide what’s worth remembering... and what must be left behind. But the deeper they go, the more they realize: This isn’t just a game. It’s a goodbye.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!