the anatomy of fascism

THE ANATOMY OF A KILLER Dr. Gideon Vale is Philadelphia's finest trauma surgeon. Steady hands. Brilliant mind. Spotless record. By day, he saves lives in the operating room. By night, he ends them — methodically, invisibly, targeting only the violent predators the justice system failed to punish. He calls it surgery on a broken city. The FBI calls him the Surgeon of Sin. For six years, no one catches him, he started engrossing in the feeling of killing slowly departing from his previous code. But the question is will Karma come for him?

The Anatomy of Love by Aish Tagline: “Beneath the surface, every heart hides a secret.” Aris Rowon is a respected psychiatrist, known for his calm demeanor and precise mind. But behind the door of his office—and behind the walls of his home—lies a side of him no one could anticipate. Amaya, his brilliant wife, thinks she knows the man she loves. She thinks she knows the life they share. But some truths are hidden in shadows, some dangers are unseen, and some choices are impossible to ignore. A child, a family, a promise—everything they hold dear is at risk, and every secret threatens to unravel the life they’ve built. The Anatomy of Love is a dark, gripping psychological journey, exploring love, trust, and the mysteries that dwell within the human mind. Every heartbeat matters… every choice has a consequence.

"May 12, 2014. Daylight. The monsters will overtake this city. I watched these same streets burn once before. I won't let it happen again." Blending slow-burn police procedural, investigative mystery, tactical survival horror, and character-driven drama, FRACTURED ANATOMY is a story about second chances, quiet heroism, and the immense burden of carrying tomorrow's memories on today's beat.

The Anatomy of Shyness Some people shine in crowds. Others disappear inside them. Kade is a quiet boy with too many bruises and too few words. Viera is the queen of the school loud, loved, and untouchable. They live in different worlds… until one quiet glance changes everything. This is a slow, aching love story about healing, laughter, and the quiet courage it takes to let someone see you. Tender, raw, and real—The Anatomy of Shyness is where softness survives.

Tenorio Dynasty, a family that operates as the secret architects of justice within the Philippines' darkest underworld. The series centers on the four Tenorio pillars: Stephen, the visionary leader; Joie, the clinical protector; Matthew, the lethal enforcer; and Timothy, the digital ghost. Bound by a legacy of "necessary evil," the siblings operate the "Main Work"—a sophisticated system of shadow-governance designed to dismantle real-world monsters that the law cannot touch. The narrative arc follows the collision between this monochromatic world of violence and the "normal" lives of Alliana, Cheska, and Pat, three individuals whose presence forces the Tenorios to confront the human cost of their power. Public Service Announcement: This work, including the series title "The Softest Thing He Never Deserved" and all associated storylines, is a work of fiction; all names, characters, locations, and incidents—including the Tenorio family and their "Main Work"—are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events is entirely coincidental. Creative License: The locations, while based on real-world cities like Manila and Paris, are used in a fictional context to serve the narrative; the "Main Work" and the operations of the Tenorio family do not reflect any real-world organization. Content Warning: This narrative explores dark themes, including organized crime and violence, which are dramatized for entertainment purposes and should not be viewed as a representation of reality.

To the world, Cultivators are noble Immortals soaring on flying swords. To fourteen-year-old orphan Wei Yan, they are just wealthy hypocrites who can guarantee him three meals a day." ​Armed with nothing but a street rat’s paranoia and a terrifyingly analytical mind, Wei Yan cheats his way into the prestigious Azure Cloud Sect as a lowly servant. He doesn't want to challenge the heavens or seek eternal life; he just wants to survive the winter without freezing in a mud pit. ​But he quickly learns that the "Righteous" path is built on a mountain of corpses. ​When a benevolent Elder’s secret blood-ritual leaves Wei Yan slaughtered and tossed into a mass grave, his story should have ended. Instead, his unyielding grudge awakens a dying, parasitic Heavenly Treasure hidden amongst the bones. ​Resurrected but burdened by an artifact that devours eighty percent of his Qi, Wei Yan is forced to wage a hidden war. Trapped in a sect of smiling butchers, he uses his unique "Eye for Flaws" to reverse-engineer discarded garbage into potent bootleg pills, building a black-market empire right under his killers' noses. ​Wei Yan isn't a chosen hero, and he doesn't have a legendary bloodline. But he knows how to set a trap, he knows how to spot a weakness, and he knows exactly what a man will do to survive. ​The Heavens demand perfection. Wei Yan is going to exploit their flaws.

Elara Vance is a 28-year-old architectural historian who has spent her life preserving the past while neglecting her own desires. After a passionate encounter with a mysterious architect shatters her carefully ordered existence, she embarks on a journey of sexual liberation, exploring her desires through encounters with ten different men. But as she discovers the many facets of her own sexuality, she must confront the ultimate question: Is she running toward freedom, or away from love?

A dark, cinematic medical romance I was taught that saving lives required precision. Steady hands. A sharp mind. Emotional detachment. At Harvard Medical School, I mastered all of it. I became Sebastian Maddox—the youngest in-house surgical prodigy, the man who could cut into flesh without hesitation, the name whispered through hospital corridors with equal parts awe and fear. I was brilliant. Privileged. Untouchable. Until her. Ray Chen was never supposed to matter. A first-year medical student with too-soft eyes, relentless intelligence, and a heart so pure it felt dangerous. She was grace in a place built on pressure, warmth in the sterile coldness of my world. She should have been a passing distraction. Instead, she became my ruin. She called me Seb. The only one who could. And somehow, without realizing it, she carved herself into every fractured part of me I thought was beyond saving. But love like ours was never meant to be gentle. Not when I loved her with obsession. Not when my darkness was always stronger than my devotion. Not when the very hands trained to save lives were still incapable of saving the one heart that mattered most—hers. This is not a story about falling in love. This is the story of how I fell apart.

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"