fyodor and nikolai

NOTE, THE WRITING STYLE IS TOTALLY INTENTIONAL. Preface by Dr. Nikolai Dvitra My name is Dr. Nikolai Dvitra, though in certain circles I am known simply as the keeper of the files. I was trained in medicine, yes, but my practice has long since drifted from the realm of broken bones and inflamed organs into more difficult terrain: minds unraveling, realities splitting, places where the living and the dead share the same air. These cases are not “stories.” They are transcripts of suffering, fragments of evidence, testimonies collected from survivors—or what remained of them. In each, you will find not just madness, but a pattern. Whether you choose to believe these patterns reveal illness or intrusion from beyond our world, that is your burden. I have preserved them as faithfully as possible. A name altered here, a location obscured there, for safety. Still, what you hold in your hands is not fiction. It is contagion. Handle with care.

"LIVING, for some people, is a BLESSING. They can do whatever they want, when they want. They can do the things the want to do, talk to other people and make friends. But for me, LIVING.....is a CURSE. Every actions is scripted. Every actions has intentions. A script created by the one who holds the strings attached to the puppet. And that PUPPET....is ME." - Nikolai A/N: I apologize if this story is not of your satisfaction. This is my first story, so I considered this as a practice to hone my writing skills. I'm open for criticism and advice

In a world where Espers are either weapons on the battlefield or sacrifices to hold back the Demon King, Valencia survives as a “useless” F-rank Guide in the slums—hiding the truth that she is no Guide at all, but a Void Esper. She was never meant to guide anyone. But when Kael, the Duke’s son and the kingdom’s revered S-rank Light Esper, begins to unravel after years without a Guide, he is inexplicably drawn to her. To him, she is the answer he’s been searching for. To Valencia, he is a risk she cannot afford. Because if anyone discovers what she truly is, she won’t be protected—she’ll be erased. Forced into the palace and bound to a role she was never meant to play, Valencia must navigate a fragile connection that defies everything the world believes about Espers and Guides. And the closer she gets to Kael, the more dangerous that truth becomes.

Seo Yikyung was once the most celebrated abstract artist in Seoul. Now he is just a man who hasn’t painted anything worth keeping in four months, staring at blank canvases in a city that expects too much from him. On an impulse he can’t fully explain, he trades Seoul for Naeun-ri — a small, unhurried coastal village where nobody knows his name and the sea moves like it has nowhere else to be. He isn’t expecting to find anything there. Then he sees Riwoo. Jeon Riwoo — known to every soul in Naeun-ri as Daun, (the beautiful one) carries his quiet grief and his open heart through the village like it costs him nothing. He doesn’t know what to make of the silent city man who keeps returning to his grandmother’s stall. Slowly he started becoming the shape of everything Yikyung had lost. What begins as inspiration becomes something neither of them has a name for yet. But names have a way of finding you.

he betrayed him…. only to work for him seven years later , finding it hard hide the guilt and new spark of feelings

Painfully shy and awkwardly adorable Adriana Carmichael,adri to her closest friend has always been a wallflower. always preferring to stay in the background and people watch rather than being watched. Now her very high profiled very much sought after celebrity best friend is in a pinch and needs an assistant quick. Best selling author and heir to an enormous business empire Resse Rothschild has seen every kind of seduction technique there is but never before has anyone ever completely ignored his presence like the little assistant to the actor who was to play the lead in his latest book turn movie. He is determined to make this little mouse his however he isn’t the only one. Tristen Cruz has been Adri’s best friend since they were children and has loved her since the moment he laid on her in preschool. He’s waited long enough to confess his feelings. He plans to make her become aware of him while she is working as his assistant before it’s too late.

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."