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The Pret Atma Story In a small, quiet village surrounded by thick forests and endless fields, there was an old mansion that everyone feared. People called it “Bhoot Bangla,” but its real name had long been forgotten. No one in the village went near it after sunset, and even during the day, children were warned never to play around it. The reason was simple—villagers believed that the house was cursed and that a Pret Atma (ghost spirit) lived inside it. The mansion stood at the edge of the village, half-broken and swallowed by wild plants. Its windows were cracked, its doors creaked even when there was no wind, and its walls carried a strange silence that made people uncomfortable. Long ago, it had belonged to a wealthy family, but one night, something terrible happened inside, and since then, no one dared to live there again. Many stories circulated in the village about what exactly happened. Some said there was a murder, others believed it was a family betrayal, and a few elders whispered that dark rituals were performed in the house. But everyone agreed on one thing—after that night, strange things began to happen. People reported hearing footsteps in empty rooms, soft crying sounds in the middle of the night, and shadows moving behind broken windows. Despite all these warnings, a young man named Arjun did not believe in ghosts. He was a city boy, practical and logical, who had come to the village to visit his ancestral land after many years. He laughed when villagers told him not to go near the mansion. “There is no such thing as ghosts,” he said confidently. “These are just old stories to scare children.” The villagers tried to stop him, but Arjun was stubborn. One evening, as the sun began to set and the sky turned orange and red, he decided to visit the mansion. He took a flashlight and walked alone towards the dreaded building. As he approached, the atmosphere began to change. The air felt colder, and the sounds of birds disappeared completely. Even the wind seemed to stop. The mansion loomed in front of him like a giant shadow swallowing the fading light. For a moment, Arjun felt a strange hesitation, but he shook it off and stepped inside. The front door was slightly open, creaking loudly as he pushed it. Inside, the air was heavy and smelled of dust and something else he could not identify. The flashlight beam cut through the darkness, revealing broken furniture, torn curtains, and spider webs hanging from the ceiling. Every step he took made the wooden floor groan as if the house itself was complaining. “Hello?” Arjun called out, trying to sound brave. His voice echoed strangely, as if it was not alone in the room. There was no answer. Only silence. He walked further inside, checking each room. Everything looked abandoned, yet strangely untouched, as if time had stopped here. In one room, he found a large mirror covered with a white cloth. Something about it made him uneasy. The cloth seemed too clean compared to the rest of the dusty house. Ignoring the feeling, he moved upstairs. The staircase was narrow and unstable. Halfway up, he heard something—a soft whisper. He stopped immediately and turned his flashlight around. Nothing was there. “Probably wind,” he muttered to himself. But then came the sound again. This time clearer. It sounded like someone calling his name. “Ar…jun…” He froze. His heartbeat increased. Slowly, he turned back, but the staircase behind him looked empty. Gathering courage, he continued upstairs. The whispering stopped. At the top floor, there were three rooms. The doors were slightly open, as if inviting him inside. He pushed the first door. The room was empty except for a broken bed. The second room had old paintings hanging crookedly on the wall. But it was the third room that caught his attention. The door was tightly closed. As he reached for the handle, the temperature suddenly dropped. His breath became visible in the air. His hand trembled slightly, but he opened the door. Inside th

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This is a story of a gifted boy who was killed only to be reincarnated in order to go for a mission literally for his life. The balance of their universe is put in the hands of a young boy Read on You won't regret........i think lol

The first instalment of the Preternatural series: Abhorrence Set in a semi-futuristic dystopian world on the brink of collapse, in a time of great strife, unrest and the inception of rebellion. Creed is plunged into a chaotic and unfamiliar world that abhorrently rejects him following his awakening.

The world that was once normal, transformed into a fantasy straight from a book. Monsters began to appear everywhere on the planet, and governments began to dispatch armies to protect cities, but powerful monsters were unaffected by common weapons. When despair was about to make humanity destroy itself, people began to awaken powers that made them strong enough to deal with the mighty monsters. These people were called "Cultivators." Years passed and society got used to dealing with monsters. Children who once dreamed of becoming actors, musicians, or YouTubers, now dream of being cultivators to receive powers, fight monsters, and receive the fame and money that came with this dangerous profession. Reacher was also like those children, and when he turned 17 his powers also became a cultivator, but very different from what he imagined they would be. [Congratulations, you have awakened the Creation and Sound power. Your first two skills will be ⌜blackhole⌟, and ⌜creation⌟] [Creation: Create anything you desire your imagination, and will is your limit, so let your mind wander to new heights.] [Blackhole: Users can create black holes, a region of spacetime where gravity is so strong that nothing – no particles or even electromagnetic radiation such as light] The stronger Reacher got, the more powers he would unlock. ... ... ... "I often heard people say that the world is a playground for rich and powerful people, now this will become my playground!" Reacher told himself a few years ago as a joke, but no one could have imagined that those words would start his journey into the unknown…

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मै अपने 11 इंच के मॉन्स्टर C*ck ( L*nd ) के कमाल के एडवेंचर करता हु। मै एक आदमी हु जो खूबसूरत भूखी प्यासी हाउसवाइफ्स का दीवाना है, मेरी ज़िंदगी में तब बड़ा बदलाव आता है जब सविता भाभी का पति बदला लेने मेरे घर पहुंच जाता है, क्योंकि मैं उसकी पत्नी ( सविता भाभी ) के साथ सोता हु।

He ripe his light grey shirt in one jerk. Taking a small piece, he turns it around my wrist. A low hiss escapes from my lips causing his beautiful grey eyes to move from my wrist to my own green eyes. His breathing was calm and fanning lightly on my face. The way his eyes were looking at me make me feel dizzy. A tingling feeling boom in my stomach and that was so calming. But I know I can't think these things right now, not develop any feelings for him. Because he is emotionless, arrogant, and dangerous. Not only dangerous but danger himself. Without him, my life was okay because I was surviving. My past was dark, full of secrets. I want to make it bright but fails every time. But when I landed in Hawaii, my life changed. From there my story begins. I never thought my journey in Hawaii would end like that. But it starts again differently. Because their I met him. Copy right 2020© All rights reserved

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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?"