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A kind girl falls in love with a vicious killer. Unhinged Yuri story set in Seoul. ------ “Like a prey waiting with a trap, I missed my predator. I missed her touch in the places I’ve never been touched. I wanted to hear her sing the songs that I’ve never heard.” ------ As the blood dripped off the knife she held firmly in her pale hand, I saw my reflection in the cold blade that had just taken the life of a man. I dreamed of magical moments like this every day. Something - someone to come and free me from the suffocating monotony of normalcy. She stormed into my life brandishing death, and in the moment of madness, my heart fluttered. Then she came to my place, uninvited. I treated her wounds and fed her. She slept on my couch like a cat. We started our lives together. Death bound us like the knot of tie I fixed for her as she left for work - to kill, kill, and to kill again. I spent countless nights sitting in darkness, on my couch hugging my knees, gripped with worry and excitement. I prayed for her safe return home, but I did not pray for the souls she’d be sending to hell. But she always returned, like a stray cat coming for food in the back alley behind a restaurant. I was the cook who put out the food for her, stroked her, and gave her shelter. A stray cat. A great feline predator. She was mine and mine alone. Together we laughed, alone I cried. Together we laughed, alone I cried. But I think we also loved. I think. ------ This is a dark and twisted psychological slice-of-life romantic comedy with a sprinkle of inspiration from the noir genre. If that doesn’t make sense, it’s because it doesn’t. Discord: https://discord.gg/ZrQnj3B4sm

Fuyuki Minamoto, a genius and the overlord of the realm was plotted against, backstabbed, and murdered by the ones he considered his closest. 300 years later when he reincarnated back in the world with his memories in the body of an 8-year-old child, Fuyuki, he comes to know that everything he developed and made was now considered third-rate and trash as the martial arts around the world had improved a lot. Making his way through struggles and setbacks, will Fuyuki ever be able to become what he used to be?

"The Innkeeper of Dead Gate" The Innkeeper of Dead Gate" is a dark and mysterious fantasy novel set in a world where few dare to tread. At the edge of the known world stands the Dead Gate, an ancient and imposing structure that looms over a desolate, mist-covered wasteland. In its shadow, there lies a modest inn, simply known as "The Inn." Here, travelers , adventurers, and lost souls find temporary refuge. But this inn is no ordinary place, and its innkeeper is no ordinary man. The innkeeper, a tall, thin figure with unsettling gray eyes, welcomes a weary traveler into his establishment. The traveler seeks only a night’s rest before continuing his journey, but the inn has its own secrets. Strange whispers fill the air, and shadows seem to move on their own. As the traveler attempts to rest, he senses something watching him, something that defies explanation. The walls of the inn seem alive, whispering secrets of an ancient past tied to the mysterious Dead Gate. As the night deepens, the traveler begins to realize that he may not leave this place as easily as he arrived. The innkeeper’s cryptic words, the eerie whispers in the dark, and the haunting presence of the Dead Gate hint at a darkness that lies just beyond the visible world. What lies beyond the Dead Gate, and what does the innkeeper know that he isn’t telling? The traveler must survive the night and uncover the truth, but the inn is full of surprises—and not all of them are pleasant. In "The Innkeeper of Dead Gate," fear, curiosity, and the supernatural collide in a tale where the line between the living and the dead is perilously thin. Does this match the direction you want for the story?

A Deliverer seeking to recover his memories, travels from city to city, country to country, seeking to find any traces of his memories, in a world where there are all kinds of monsters that crave for human flesh, he risks his life every day during these trips while doing his job as a Deliverer.

Fukuju Tanabe is a middle aged Ramen shop owner with a secret...he's a former alien hunter.

His parents suddenly attacked one night on a private plane trip back home. The boy Renji Aihara set on finding out the truth behind his parents death and why. Follow Renji on his search for the truth.

A simple tale of revenge.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

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?"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!