horner texts

After time-traveling, Zhong Wen was rescued by a little girl and brought to the Drifting Petal Palace, which consisted only of female disciples. In this world, the most top-tier martial arts, spiritual techniques, and knowledge all originated from ancient times. As a result, studying the incomprehensible ancient script became the trend of the era, a symbol of social status. During an unexpected turn of events, he opened a book inscribed with ancient divine text and was astonished to discover...

Step 1: Inherit a creepy old mansion. Step 2: Unlock a cursed system that makes girls fall dangerously in love with you… just by saying “hi.” Step 3: Learn that if you don’t reject them within 10 texts, something terrible happens. My name’s Ren. And apparently, I’m the “Catalyst for Affection-Based Catastrophes.” (Yeah. That’s literally what it said.) My peaceful new life? Over. Now I’m stuck in a house full of magically unstable girls: A sword-swinging elf. A fire mage with zero personal boundaries. A strict class rep who faints if I so much as look at her. And a witch who cursed the bathroom mirror to spy on me. They’re beautiful. They’re powerful. They’re dangerously obsessed. And if I mess this up, someone’s going to get hurt—maybe me. Reject them too late? Game over. Fall for one of them? Even worse. This isn’t a dating sim. It’s survival of the cutest. Welcome to my life. It's not just a harem. It's a hostage situation.

What are the odds that you are dared to send a random text to a stranger? And, what are the odds that the stranger happens to be someone you would never have imagined in your wildest fantasies? Well, the odds are in Chloe's favor. A text conversation which starts as a dare takes a one eighty degree turn when the person behind the screen turns out to be the cockiest, most arrogant, annoying asshat. Despite all this; the flirting, the heart to heart conversations and the late night musings are something they become accustomed to and something which gradually opens locked doors...but, that's not all. To top it all off, the guy just might happen to be in the same school and have a reputation for a overly skeptical identity... "What are you hiding?" "An awesome body, beneath these layers of clothing ;)" But, who knows what Noah is really hiding and what are the consequences of this secret?

"What are the odds that you are dared to send a random text to a stranger? And, what are the odds that the stranger happens to be someone you would never have imagined in your wildest fantasies? Well, the odds are in Chloe's favor. A text conversation which starts as a dare takes a one eighty degree turn when the person behind the screen turns out to be the cockiest, most arrogant, annoying asshat. Despite all this; the flirting, the heart to heart conversations and the late night musings are something they become accustomed to and something which gradually opens locked doors...but, that's not all. To top it all off, the guy just might happen to be in the same school and have a reputation for a overly skeptical identity... ""What are you hiding?"" ""An awesome body, beneath these layers of clothing ;)"" But, who knows what Noah is really hiding and what are the consequences of this secret?"

One text at 2:17 AM. Riya Sharma is an architecture student in Chicago. She spends her nights buried in sketches and deadlines because the alternative is much worse. Nights are the hardest. Ever since her father died a year ago, the silence after midnight has felt unbearable. There are no more messages asking if she reached home safely. There is no one reminding her to sleep. Then one night, at 2:17 AM, her phone lights up. Unknown Number: Are you awake? She replies. That was her first mistake. The stranger behind the screen seems to know everything. He knows where she is. He knows what she is thinking. He even knows the one secret she has never told anyone. Now the messages keep coming. Watching. Waiting. Getting closer. Riya cannot decide what is more dangerous. Ignoring him… Or falling for him.

Solving mysteries and fighting monsters. Protecting people, magic and mundie alike. That's the job of the Horner PIs, a group that fights and helps the hidden paranormal - and are a little paranormal themselves. *** Danny Rye has been able to see and talk to ghosts for as long as he can remember, but for most of his life, it was more of a curse than a blessing. Margot Queensbury has strange psychic powers, and while they do come in handy, she prefers to rely on her karate skills. Jake Tassel-Chastain is a genius at combining modern technology with magic and the paranormal - he's also bound to a mysterious dark power that he really doesn't like talking about. In the sleepy town of Wolfden, Montanta, the Horners pick up a fourth member: Camila Castillo, a bonafide and powerful witch. Together, they travel the country in Margot's old van, helping whoever (and whatever) they can, solving mysteries, keeping secrets, and finding a family amongst each other. But of course, things are brewing in the paranormal world, plots and schemes from powerful people, and our ragtag twenty-somethings will undoubtedly get wrapped up in it all. Follow the Horner PIs as they go up against mages and demons, werewolves and vampires, fairies, ghosts, and plain old humans, all while doing their best to stick together and unravel their own pasts. *** This is the first "book" (novella, really) of my Horner Paranormal series, which was inspired by media like Supernatural, Paranorman, Coraline, Practical Magic, X-Files, and Ghostbusters. For future installments and other fun stuff, check out my Patreon! THIS STORY IS OR WILL BE PUBLISHED ON: Patreon, Tumblr, Wattpad, Tapas, Webnovel, Royal Road, Fiction Press, and Inkitt.

A series of short horror stories. What comes to mind when you think of spooky tales? You'll find everything from mystery to science fiction to strange tales, exploring the darker side of human nature and the blurred line between dreams and actuality. These stories contains a terrifying mix of serial killers, blood-thirsty entities, ghosts, monsters, supernatural powers, and revenge guaranteed to get your heart racing and set your nerves on edge...

A spreading of short stories on a book binding sandwich. ;D Hey everybody, Good to see you all again ;P Glad you enjoyed my writing enough to check it out, anyway, my main story is 'Beautiful me,' which will at the very least have something new each month. The other two, 'Poem me Pretty,' and 'Shorty short shorts,' are not my main focus, but are fun :) thank you. ^-^

In a dark and mysterious forest, five-year-old Mintra is abandoned by her parents. Lost and alone, she encounters an evil witch named Morgana who raises her with twisted intentions. As Mintra grows older, she secretly hones her magical skills and plans her escape. On her fourteenth birthday, armed with determination and a crystal sword, she confronts Morgana and successfully defeats her. The forest celebrates Mintra's victory, marking the end of her captivity and the triumph of light over darkness.

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.