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Bir zamanlar bir kitap yazmıştım. Lisedeki beynimden doğmuş, yalnızlık ve fazla hormonlarla yönlendirilen çılgın bir fanteziydi. Canavar insanların, vahşi özgürlüğün ve gerçek hayatta asla elde edemediğim türden romantik ilginin olduğu bir dünyaydı. Her imkansız arzumu içine döktüm: macera, tehlike ve evet... 'çok sayıda' yakışıklı partner. Farkına bile varmadan, saf kaçışçılık ve saf heyecan dolu bin bölüm yazmıştım. Sonra bir üniversite kamp gezisinde bir uçurumdan düştüm. Bir hastane odasında uyanmayı bekliyordum ama hayır. Yeryüzü'nün herhangi bir yerine ait olamayacak kadar temiz havalı, yumuşak bir çim alanında uyandım. Ve sonra arkamda bir şey hareket etti. Kuyruk sokumumdan çıkan... Bir kuyruktu. Benim kuyruğum mu? Sarı ve siyah çizgili ve çok, çok gerçekti. Ona dokundum. Tamamen gerçekti. Kulaklarım? Onlar da gitmiş—yani, yer değiştirmiş. Şimdi kafamın üstünde, kafası karışmış bir orman kedisi gibi duruyorlardı. Ya kıyafet? Oldukça açık, kuyruğumla uyumlu hayvan derisinden yapılmış. Neler oluyordu? Başta bunun bir şaka olduğunu düşündüm. Ya da bir rüya. Ya da belki de karma sonunda bedelini ödüyordu. Ama zihnime daha fazla yabancı anı sızdıkça, durumum daha net hale geldi. Bu bir kostüm değildi ve burası Dünya da değildi. Ve—sürpriz—kendi kitabımdan bir dünya da değildi. Eyvah. Tamamen farklı bir Hayvan Adam dünyasına, Arinya adlı bir canavar kız olarak taşınmıştım. Kulağa eğlenceli geliyor, değil mi? Eee... eğer görünüşe göre tüm savanın en çirkin ördeği olmasaydım eğlenceli olabilirdi! Karşılaştığım her potansiyel eş adayı tarafından reddediliyordum ve sanki lanet bir göz ağrısıymışım gibi bakılıyordum. Fantezimin gerçeğe dönüşmesini böyle planlamamıştım. İnan bana—eğer bu benim gerçeğe dönüşen fantezimse, o zaman birinin yazarı kovması gerekiyor. Ama bu dünyaya girdikten sonra, aniden... Çekici oldum. Yani, yüzümde bir değişiklik yok ve çiller hala orada, ama nedense yakışıklı canavar insanlar etrafımda toplanmaya başladı, çünkü kokum... Hoş. Bunun anlamı ne?

Captain Edmund Hopkins thought he had scrubbed his city clean of its monsters. He’s the local hero. But when a teenage girl is found mutilated under a flickering warehouse light with the words GO TO SLEEP smeared in her blood, Edmund realizes the nightmare isn't over. Six stories above the rotting streets, sixteen-year-old Josh and his older neighbor Daniel stare down at the asphalt, desperate to feel something. Starved for meaning in a monochrome, apathetic world, their search for salvation drags them through underground psychedelic trips, the sordid depths of the city's underbelly, and ultimately, into the ultimate high: taking a human life. As the body count rises and the boundary between reality and hallucination frays, the paths of the weary detective and the nihilistic youths hurtle toward a bloody collision. Because the legend of Jeff the Killer isn’t just an internet ghost story to scare kids. It’s a philosophy. It’s a calling. And it's demanding new disciples. Warning: This story delves into the darkest corners of the human psyche. It contains graphic violence, drug use, heavy nihilism, and mature themes. Read at your own risk.

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When the universe was created, nothing significant happened. When the universe was destroyed, nothing significant happened. When the universe was created again, nothing significant happened. When the universe was destroyed again, nothing significant happened. But while the second universe was still around, everything significant that could possibly happen, happened. This is that story. Or is it? Maybe. Probably not. You'll have to read it to find out. I think.

One hundred years after nuclear fire consumed Britain, the Kingdom of England stands upon the ruins of the old world. Behind its walls, beneath its towers, and deep within the forgotten tunnels of London, fear has become law. Detective Sebastian Clarke serves the Kingdom's police force, investigating murders in a city that has learned to live with curfews, rationing, and the quiet hatred reserved for those born different. To his colleagues, he is a gifted detective with an uncanny instinct for the dead. To the Kingdom, he is a loyal servant of the Crown. But Sebastian carries a secret that would destroy him if it were ever discovered. When a series of brutal murders begins to sweep through London's streets, the victims appear to share no connection except one: each played a role in a terrible act committed decades earlier. The killer leaves behind no evidence, no witnesses, and no clear motive—only fear. The newspapers call him Ashen. As the body count rises, Sebastian finds himself hunting a murderer born from the same nuclear scars that reshaped England itself. A man who was hated before he ever became a monster. A man who believes the Kingdom deserves to burn for what it has done. With every corpse that speaks and every secret dragged back from the grave, Sebastian moves closer to uncovering the truth behind the killings and the truth about himself. Because in a city built upon ashes, the dead do not always stay silent. And some secrets were meant to remain buried.

Follow Asher on his adventures, as he goes from the Fallen King, to the bane of all in high positions, and the end of those who cross him.

In the early 21st century, a mysterious pathogen, later named the Blacklight Virus, is unleashed into the heart of a modern city. Within minutes Zombies become reality, society begins to collapse. Families turn on each other. Streets fill with blood. Civilization fractures under the weight of something it cannot understand. Governments scramble. Militaries mobilize. Entire cities are sealed behind walls of steel and fire as the world races to contain what may already be unstoppable. All evidence points to a terrorist attack. A foreign agent. A biological weapon. A deliberate act of war. But the truth is far worse. There was no grand conspiracy. No master plan. No shadow organization pulling the strings. There was only one man. A shut-in. A failure. A nobody. Jeff Dracula Given power he does not understand, Jeff accidentally triggers the beginning of an zombie apocalypse, partially by accident. Now, as cities burn and humanity desperately fights the spreading infection, Jeff fearing being blamed for it all faces a choice: Turn himself in… and face the law. Or go into hiding amongst the chaos he started. He chooses neither, because Jeff Dracula isn’t trying to save the world. He’s just trying not to go to jail. And if that means creating more chaos and losing his humanity, then so be it.

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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?"

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"