telling scary bedtime story

Yun Ran, the successor of Qingfeng View, accidentally got transmigrated into a book due to a blunder. Even more speechlessly, she ended up as a character destined to die early. As the heiress of a wealthy family, not only was her luck and destiny stolen, despised by the heavens, but she was also backstabbed by her own mother, who is the female protagonist, becoming a stepping stone for the male and female leads' happily ever after - absolutely used as a tool. Faced with a disastrous start: No panic, she could simply revert to her old job, setting up a stall for fortune-telling - first three fortunes free, don't miss out as you pass by~ Facing injustice and evil: Little ones, take this, descend heavenly thunder! Open the gates of hell! No petty person shall overpower me, all retreat!!! Facing random strikes of heavenly thunder: Hehe, can’t touch me; ancestors, someone is bullying me, come save me~~~ Merely running a fortune-telling stall, casually saving people, occasionally undertaking tasks for some hard-earned money, she caused evil cultivators to flee, broke her peers’ defenses, and made wealthy families wary. Everyone heard that Yun Ran had a backing, the Xie family's notorious young master who 'kills people and is short-lived'. Some resentful and envious people kept waiting and waiting, not only did they fail to see Yun Ran meet her demise, nor the young master Xie pass away, but they witnessed Yun Ran amassing boundless merits, firmly sitting on the throne as the number one person in the mystic sect. And that Mr. Xie, unknowingly picked up the habit of making fortune bursts, remarkably living a long life through sheer spending.

[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

Lu Heng traversed to a parallel world and acquired the Celestial Destiny System, launching online live streams. A certain platform's outdoor streamer: "Could you help name my unborn child?" "My friend, you're wearing a green hat. The child has another father!" "Master, I have a goddess with whom I've had an online relationship for three years. How is this romance going to turn out?" "Your goddess is actually the old woman next door!"

Transmigrating into a parallel world, a Mystic Technique Master becomes Su Nian—the young lady of a prestigious family. Su Nian has a small goal, which is to earn one hundred million through live streaming! A love-brained young lady says, “My boyfriend loves me so much. He won’t even let me lift a finger!” Su Nian smiles sweetly. “Sweetie, I suggest you check your storage room. Your dear boyfriend is hiding a human head in there~” The eldest daughter who has been mistreated for years at home cries, “Ever since we were kids, my parents have always favored my younger sister. Now they even want me to marry the cripple from the neighboring village. We’re both their daughters—why is the difference so huge?!” Su Nian tilts her head. “Sweetie, I suggest you get a DNA test.” A cheating scumbag who’s juggling two relationships panics, “My wife and my girlfriend disappeared overnight. I suspect my wife killed my girlfriend!” Su Nian reassures him calmly. “Sweetie, don’t worry. They just went abroad together for a sweet vacation.” One day, while Su Nian is happily live streaming, a notification suddenly pops up in her room: [International CEO requests to connect] Su Nian looks at the screen and says sincerely, “Sweetie, you’re about to become completely broke—without a single penny to your name.” The live stream explodes! “Is this the legendary man whose wealth rivals a nation?” “Richest Man, run! This woman’s mouth is blessed!” “Richest Man, feel free to go bankrupt. We’ll definitely miss you…”

Wang Yue crossed over to a parallel world and was forcibly bound by the system to inherit a fortune-telling shop. "This damn system has been stuck at 99.99% for two years. Do I really have to give up?"

The live show, Survive in Wilderness was a hit. There were thousands of participants in the game show. They would all start by parachuting from a plane and land randomly in a primary forest. The participants would have to rely only on a backpack, a water bottle, and a dagger to survive. Yu Beier was only eight years old when he joined the game show so that he could buy the cure for his ill mother with the prize money. He was the youngest to have ever participated, and he had accidentally woken up a wilderness survival system. [Ding! You have received the Wilderness Survival 101 Pack!] [Ding! You have received Max-leveled Hunting Skill!] [Ding! You have received Max-leveled Building Skill!] [Ding! You have received Max-leveled Swing Skill!] … When the show started, the viewers were utterly shocked. From climbing the tallest mountain to crossing the ocean, conquering the forest and swamp, and managing an island, there was nothing that Yu Beier could not do. “Dude! That eight-year-old boy is living a much more interesting life than us!” “Yu Beier is the apex among men!” "Whenever I see his stream, it feels like I've just lived an extra life!"

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 the State Preceptor was struck by lightning for her careless words, she transmigrated to the world two thousand years later. Penniless, the State Preceptor begins telling fortunes to earn money: Netizen: "I've been having constant bad luck lately, what's going on?" Shen Zhiyao: "Your son is using a Curse Technique on you." Netizen: "Why are my clothes missing every morning when I wake up?" Shen Zhiyao: "Your dad is streaking in the underworld! And you still expect to wear clothes?" Netizen: "What's the deal with my roommate who sits at the head of my bed every morning as soon as she wakes up?" Shen Zhiyao: "Because she's always dreaming of her lover! She's in heat!" Child of Destiny: "Streamer, I just went to climb a mountain and ended up with crippled legs, what should I do?" Shen Zhiyao: "It's because you were so vile as to piss on someone's grave." Afterwards, Shen Zhiyao stormed into the entertainment industry with her fortune-telling. Those who had once framed her now knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, begging Shen Zhiyao: "Grand Ancestress, I'm begging you, please tell my fortune!" "Hmm... It depends on my mood!"

Devil’s Bedtime Stories An Anthology of One-Shot Horror Tales > “Not all stories are meant to be told at night. Some were never meant to be told at all…” Behind every nightmare lies a truth that someone tried to bury. In this collection of twisted horror one-shots, each volume opens the door to a different darkness— where hotel rooms rewrite your soul, shadows remember your name, and monsters don’t hide under your bed... they tuck you in. From cursed lakes and haunted towns to devils disguised as bedtime storytellers, every tale in this anthology is a slow, inescapable descent into madness, dread, and the chilling possibility that you were never alone to begin with. Once you open this book, you're already part of the story. And the Devil never forgets his readers. This is not a book for sleep. This is a book for those who want to know what's waiting in the dark... For those who are ready to stop pretending the whisper under their bed was the wind. For those who understand: > Once you start reading… you can’t unread what follows. --- SERIES FORMAT: Each Volume = One Complete Horror Story Every Release = A New Devil’s Bedtime Tale No Endings Are Safe. No Truth Is Entirely Buried. Every Story Is a Doorway You Choose to Open. --- > “Once you read it, it knows you. Once you dream it, it never leaves.”

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."