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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.”

A collection of short horror stories.

Adult Bedtime Stories consists of various short stories which are children like bedtime stories but for adults with contents like drugs, sex, murder with the help of animals as the characters.

I suppose I've blocked everything else to protect myself because that's all I can recall. After that one rainy day, I never had a nice day. a collection of poetry, short stories, etc.

A book of all your favorite bedtime stories with a twist

She's a known genius of the 31st century. But due to humans' endless greed, she was forced to end her life. The moment she decided to die, she already accepted that it would be the end. But miraculously, she survived and woke up in a completely different world. A world filled with magic and creatures that she thought only existed from myths and legends. The people there have abilities called 'Gifts'. There's only one problem tho. She's now inhabiting a different body. And that body belongs to a... young duke? Cover art belongs to the respective owner. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn Instagram: @tyramisu_novels Buy me Ko-fi? https://ko-fi.com/tyramisu

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In a world divided by blood, power is everything. For centuries, humanity has been split between the gifted High-Bloods, who wield elemental Reiki and magic known as Drakiens, and then comes the Low-Bloods who wield only elemental Reiki known as Kaigens, who are destined to serve—and beyond even them, the mythical beings known as Dronogas, whose power is said to be on a completely different scale. Hiroko is born into this broken world with nothing but determination and a fire that refuses to die. With no noble lineage and no guarantee of power, he enters the Datenshi Island Force—where only the strongest survive—driven by one goal: to rise above his limits and carve his own destiny. But the path to strength is far more dangerous than he imagined. As Hiroko trains, battles, and grows alongside allies and rivals, he encounters Zai—a quiet, mysterious prodigy whose overwhelming power defies all logic. Beneath Zai’s calm exterior lies something far darker… something ancient. Something that has been watching. As hidden truths begin to unravel, Hiroko is pulled into a conflict far greater than rankings, tournaments, or status. A war long buried in history is beginning to awaken—one tied to dragons, forgotten origins, and a power that threatens to consume the world itself. And at the center of it all… …is the rise of a Dronoga.

People always think the world ends with noise. Explosions. Screams. Collapse. But sometimes? It just… fractures. Somewhere out there, timelines are eating themselves. The Void’s been getting louder. And a squad that was never meant to exist might be the only thing holding it all together—barely. Shukan doesn’t talk much about his past. You wouldn’t either. He’s not a hero. He’s not even sure he’s supposed to be alive. But he is here. And now things are happening that shouldn’t. People returning. Things vanishing. Time skipping like it’s scared to face him. It’s all connected to something older. Something buried. It’s just nobody wants to admit something’s wrong.

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?"