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After three years of marriage, Evelyn finally got pregnant. She thought it would be the happiest day of her life until her own husband’s hands pushed into hell her. Evelyn went to the company to inform Alain about her pregnancy, only to be met with the sight of him having sex with his secretary. Alain had betrayed her. “Let’s get a divorce,” he said, the three years of affection crushed like worthless paper. He showed no shame as he continued his affair right in front of her, under the guise of nakedness. “Fine,” Evelyn agreed. She looked proud and aloof. She swallowed the news of her pregnancy, holding it tight in her throat without uttering a word. But as she turned away, she burst into tears. She returned home, prepared the divorce papers, signed them, packed her belongings, and left. But on the way, Evelyn fainted because of her foetal derangement. A kind man took her to the hospital and left her with a beautiful wish. Other than that, she knew nothing about him. Five years later, Evelyn had a successful career and a peaceful life with her young son - Dennis. But one day, her son brought a strange man home, none other than Alain! Evelyn was stunned. Her ex-husband had returned, shamelessly begging her for forgiveness, wanting to regain her and Dennis. He wanted her to come back to him. But Evelyn didn’t agree. Despite Alain’s coercion, she refused. And at that moment, “he” suddenly appeared, unexpectedly and silently as he did five years ago. He pulled her up from the depths and slapped her ex-husband directly in the face with one sentence: “You’re not worthy of her.” ... Umee: Hi there! First of all, thank you for the interest and for the enthusiasm. Truly. Every time I open my comments and see new invitations to add Discord, buy promotion packages, commission comic adaptations, or “have a quick chat,” I’m reminded that my story has somehow wandered into a very busy marketplace. That said, I should probably set expectations gently before anyone invests too much energy. I’m not looking for promotion services, paid advertising or commissioned artwork. Not because they’re bad ideas, just because they’re not ideas I currently need. I don’t have the budget, the urgency or the illusion that my story is secretly one step away from becoming the next global phenomenon. I’m very aware of where my work stands. It’s doing okay. Respectably okay. Not “adapt-everything-immediately” okay. My passion for writing exists but it hasn’t reached the stage where common sense quietly exits the room. I promise I’m not underestimating myself, I’m simply being realistic, which is a personality trait I’ve grown quite attached to. Another small but important thing: I’m not really interested in chatting, exchanging ideas, networking, or building creative alliances in private messages. I write best when left alone. I think best when no one is pitching anything to me. And I function best when my inbox is not screaming for attention. So if I don’t reply, please know it’s not personal, it’s just me choosing silence over small talk. That being said, if you’re genuinely curious about me rather than what I can potentially become or produce, if you want to see my everyday life, random thoughts, quiet moments and the unmarketable parts of my existence, I do have my Instagram linked in my bio. You’re welcome to follow it. No proposals required. No introductions needed. Just observation, at your own pace. I truly wish you the best with your creative work, your art, your promotions, and your ambitions. Creating something and trying to get it seen is hard, I respect that deeply. I just prefer to walk my path slowly, quietly, and without turning every interaction into a business opportunity. Thank you for understanding, for stopping by, and for letting me return peacefully to my writing corner, where the only thing I’m selling is words.

Ravaged and desolate, the Old World perished beneath the polluted sky. Radiation and infestation plagued the Earth all while a mere fraction of the human population remained. Of that rapidly diminishing population, a man approaching his thirties found himself entangled with Earth's current "War Lords" -- a pathetic bunch of insecure men who dominate what remains of the blue planet. Thrown into one of the prisons, Cain is ruthlessly prodded and experimented on. Subjected to radiation, gene altercation, and given various poisons and toxins alongside a slew of potential antidotes to match -- Cain became the War Lord’s guinea pig. Only after satisfying their voracious greed for revenge did the War Lord’s finally grant Cain some semblance of mercy. Strapped to a metal chair with a thick steel collar hung around his throat, Cain prepared himself for death. While his body slowly melted underneath the heat of one of the War Lord’s new experimental serums, an unfamiliar women’s voice called out to Cain. Summoned by a random girl in another world, she calls Cain a demon. “Demon?” Cain questions. But then it hits him — he’s been reborn and summoned. It’s a two-for-one special! *** Follow along Cain's rebirth and his unfortunate summoning into another world filled with trials, tribulations, and tragedy all composed by yours truly, thelostboy. Side note: I've tried this writing thing before and it's a lot more taxing than I was expecting. Rather than continue my old story that I fell out of love with, I figured it would be all-around more enjoyable for myself and my readers to create something I'm newly passionate about than return to shallow waters. Also also, once I get into a writing rhythm again I plan on creating a Patreon for early access chapters, I've decided not to Contract this novel for the more respectable, mature approach -- begging. May we pray I write something good.

She smiled as the world burned. He watched, bound by duty and the weight of justice. Selene Blackwell, 24, the youngest inmate to be thrown into Redboiler Prison — a maximum-security prison where only the worst of monsters are kept. They called her a psychopath. But Chief Caelum Rothwell sees something else. Beneath her cunning grin and mocking eyes, he finds a story buried in blood and fire — and something far more dangerous: a reason. Trained in rules, discipline, and the cold hands of military law, Caelum never thought he’d bend. Not for anyone. Not even her. But when a spark blooms between the sinner and the one sworn to lock her away, boundaries blur. Truths unravel. And love begins to rot the bars they built between them. One smile can rewrite a sentence. One lie can trigger a war. In a prison where secrets fester and the law is absolute, how far will you go to save the woman the world has already condemned?

Born with mortal bones yet blessed with an Innate Spirit Body, Chu Xuan rises from the depths of despair as an underdog in Qingyun Sect’s outer sect! Bullied by elders and mocked by fellow disciples? He awakens the Ten Thousand Spirits Dao Pact through the forbidden ground’s spiritual vein, forging an equal contract with the icy Immortal Lord Ling Qingxue. As their Dao hearts resonate, his cultivation soars—crushing enemies with a single sword at the sect tournament and silencing all who underestimated him. Branded a heretic for forming a cross-faction pact and hunted by the Righteous Path? He ventures into the Demon Realm to ally with the enchanting Queen Su Meier, trading his spirit body for resources and quelling internal chaos with his political acumen, sweeping through foes with the combined power of ice and fire laws. He defuses racial hatred in the Monster Domain, building a foundation for human-monster coexistence alongside the fierce Monster Lord Ye Zining. He guards the Ancient Ruins, joining forces with the gentle Goddess Yao Ji to repair the Taotie seal and uncover the shocking truth behind the Three Realms’ fading spiritual energy. From a lowly Qi Refining cultivator to the supreme Immortal Lord, from a lone rebel to the ruler of the Dao Pact Alliance, Chu Xuan offers his Dao heart as betrothal, uniting the powers of female cultivators from four major factions to unlock ultimate divine abilities—life sharing and the Dao Pact Domain. Facing the Heavenly Dao Pavilion’s apocalyptic scheme and the ancient beast Taotie’s escape, he shatters cross-faction taboos, unites all forces of the Three Realms, and tempers his Primal Chaos Spirit Body through nine layers of Heavenly Tribulation. In the end, he reshapes the rules of immortality alone: love transcends factions, all races are equal, and with my Dao heart, I shall protect three thousand immortal maidens and safeguard the peace of the Three Realms! Here lies the thrill of sect counterattacks, the intrigue of cross-domain alliances, the sweetness of multiple heroines united in purpose, and the epic spectacle of Three Realms warfare. Each volume brims with climactic twists, every breakthrough hides mutual redemption, and the story is packed with nonstop excitement that only grows more addictive!

“Do you mean you are a virgin?” “Yes,” “Yes what?” “I.am.a.virgin.” I said holding a tendril of my hair shyly. “One week.” “For?” “I give you one week to come to terms with all these. After one week, I won’t be able to keep my hands off you, dear wife.” *** Trapped in a royal betrothal, Zara hates Zack. Zack loathes Zara. Thus, they won't consummate the marriage or follow any sort of tradition. To punish them, the Queen sends them on a journey to Island Formentera. However, a shipwreck leaves them stranded— stuck with each other. Will they go home and face the enemies of the royal household together? Or be swallowed by each other's pride?

This is a book made up of three short stories that are unrelated to each other. Can read standalone. [One Sentence]- Aria woke up one day to realize that a serial killer is in town. Oh no, not just a serial killer, but the killer seemed to target only her family members and friends. Not knowing what could be happening, she found herself fighting to stay alive. But what is her mistake? Why chase after her? She came to understand that a simple sentence she made casually brought her, her dooms day. How can she be a survival when the killer has come to kill and destroy? [Karma]- A woman received an innocent hello on Facebook but she decided to ruin the man’s family instead of chatting with him. At the end, Karma came into the picture. [Pride]- Sarah and Sean are a loving married couple, one could say they are perfect but they have only one problem, they both have pride. When the other does something, both will pick offense and non will apologize or seek for peace but neither of them know that one day that same pride will not only destroy their marriage but will leave one of them seriously heartbroken with regrets and a lot of had I known’s. A short story with moral lesson A must read Publisher：i&i Publisher

Aria woke up one day to realize that a serial killer is in town. Oh no, not just a serial killer, but the killer seemed to target only her family members and friends. Not knowing what could be happening, she found herself fighting to stay alive. But what is her mistake? Why chase after her? She came to understand that a simple sentence she made casually brought her, her dooms day. How can she be a survival when the killer has come to kill and destroy? Publisher：i&i Publisher

Eve Mikleson was everything a basic girl wasn't; Wealthy, Beautiful, strong-willed, and fiercely independent. she appears to have everything; success, control and the biggest fashion brand in the country. But behind the polished designer image lies a woman weighed down by family expectations and a painful past heartbreak. As the last unmarried grandchild of the powerful Mikleson family, Eve has become the constant target of matchmaking schemes. With the family’s anniversary approaching, her mother delivers a brutal ultimatum: bring home a suitable partner or submit to an arranged marriage. Determined to protect her freedom, Eve finds herself running out of time. Across the city was Christopher, the devilishly handsome heir to the Atlantis Conglomerate, returns after fifteen years of distancing himself from his father’s suffocating control. Haunted by loss and a strained family history, Christopher wants nothing more than to focus on business and avoid his father’s latest plan of a politically motivated marriage. A chance encounter brings Eve and Christopher together, and from that moment, everything changes. Their solution is simple: a contract relationship. No feelings. No attachment. No complications. But desire doesn’t follow rules. What begins as a strategic agreement, a fake relationship designed to solve both their problems, quickly grows complicated. Every shared glance burns hotter. Every touch lingers longer than it should. And pretending becomes impossible when passion takes over and emotions refuse to stay buried. As their contract relationship deepens, hidden emotions, buried secrets, and unresolved pasts threaten to unravel the carefully constructed world they’ve built together. Can Eve and Christopher navigate the fragile balance between convenience and desire, or will the truth behind their deception destroy the bond they never meant to create? #ROMANCE #R18 #BILLIONAIRE #CONTRACTMARRIAGE #CEO #RIVALRY #HIDDENIDENTITY #FASTPACED #

Release Schedule: Subsequent acts will be released weekly on Saturdays. Synopsis: This book is written in close first person. It follows a person moving through a series of controlled spaces. Each space teaches a different way to survive. What is rewarded becomes clear quickly: staying, adjusting, being useful, anticipating others. Love and safety appear as responses, not gifts. They are given conditionally and withdrawn without notice. The narrator does not explain the past or ask to be understood. The writing stays with what happens in the body and in the room. Behavior is shown as it forms, repeats, and becomes habit. As the book moves forward, patterns are recognized while they are still in use. Responsibility is named without comfort and without blame. What has been learned is not erased. It is carried forward knowingly. No resolution. Awareness remains. Nothing is repaired. Nothing is refused.

A collection of 2 Sentence Horror Stories