scary dollhouse story

[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

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 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."

Have you ever wondered how a person who was supposed to be dead was walking in front of you? Or why you are trapped in a mysterious paranormal game and the rules that are set in place to protect you are falling apart, or maybe you just want a short spine chilling tale to end the day? Have you ever just thought about paranormal things? Most people will tell you they are nonsense but here, we will learn about all the paranormal with you. But be warned, some of these tales are true...

Meet Amelia, everyone dream girl but very stubborn. Her parents warned her never to go to the cursed house but she ignored it, she falls in love with the demigod she saw there not knowing he was a vampire prince called Dimitro. Halloween period was a perfect plan for her to go with her crew, she is desperate to find out everything about him. " I had a dream, that I was stuck in an unknown place I never knew existed, it was a scary night for me" Now Amelia is stuck along with her friends and those she dislikes in her lover's world meeting a bloody war. She thought the stories about vampires, Lycans, Witches, and Hybrids were fictional not until the day she got stuck, her chances to survive are now in the hands of her lover. After the red moon, lots of mysteries got revealed, Dimitro finding out from his father that he is an abomination, a hybrid. The enemy is closer than they think, many lives were lost, a lot of betrayal, hatred, and love took place. Lorenzo, the alpha mated to a weak Lycan called Nora, also hybrid, her pregnancy brought a great threat.

She is the child of Yakuza Group and so does he. Their families were a nemesis. She cruel and so does him. She is wicked and he is vicious. She is manipulative and he is calculative. But both of them have no idea about love at all. Fate brought them together. She falls for him for the first time they encounter. She saves him from drowning but she can’t help herself from falling. Now she is in love but he is not. She needs to make him fall for her too. She starts to plan. The plan to capture his heart!

Kitahara was tying the knot, and he was nervous. As he stood before the marriage registrar, he began introducing his spouses-to-be, each with a peculiar talent for... influencing the world around them. "My first wife... has a sacred mountain as her domain. Let's just say the creatures living there are... protective of me. If anyone crosses me, well, they tend to face... consequences." "My second wife rules a private island, where the locals are intensely loyal. Hospitality is a given, but tempers can be... explosive." "Family gatherings can get a bit... intense. But love conquers all, right?" My love life is a balancing act between adoration and mortal danger. The real challenge? Keeping my wives from killing each other.

I used to think obsessive male leads were kind of hot. You know, the intense stares, the undying devotion, the way they’d burn the world for the woman they love? Swoon, right? Wrong. That fantasy went up in smoke the moment I woke up in the body of Sonia Mitford. The heroine of The Crimson Devotion. The first obsessive romance fantasy novel I ever read. The one that ended on a mysterious hiatus. The one with Marius Wittelsbach, a charming, possessive psychopath who thinks an ankle shackle is a love language. Now I’m trapped in a velvet-draped prison, shackled to a bedpost like some porcelain doll in a gothic fairytale. And Marius? He’s worse than I remembered. Sweet, soft-spoken, and utterly unhinged. "You don’t need to be afraid. I’ll take care of you." Translation: I’ll murder anyone who blinks in your direction and serve you tea over their corpse. "Anyone who bothers you... anyone who looks at you the wrong way... I’ll get rid of them for you." I thought I was playing the role just fine. Smiling. Nodding. Pretending not to be horrified. But then, plot twist. Alessio Slovene, the forgettable side character, walks in looking like a golden retriever knight and drops this bomb: he’s actually the crown prince in disguise. And he’s been investigating Marius. Finally, a lifeline. Maybe. Because people are vanishing. The body count is rising. And every time Marius kisses my forehead and calls me “Nia,” I feel one step closer to becoming the tragic heroine in a blood-soaked love story. Obsessive male leads aren’t dreamy. They’re terrifying. And I might be in way over my head.

In the crumbling halls of Saint Lysandra’s Orphanage, Mikael discovers a door that wasn’t there yesterday, a narrow red door with no handle, only a keyhole shaped like a doll’s eye. No one else seems to notice it. No one except Elise, the quiet girl who never speaks unless it's to deliver warnings no one believes. When strange dreams begin to blur with reality and porcelain dolls whisper secrets in the dark, Mikael realizes the door isn’t just a door, it’s a passage to something much older, something that remembers him. Behind that door lies the Dollhouse: a twisted, ever-shifting world of forgotten memories, cursed children, and crimson dreams that feed on fear. If Mikael wants to survive, and uncover the truth about who he really is, he’ll need to open the door. But some doors were never meant to be opened.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.