She's about to break. 
He wants to corrupt her. 

A dangerous dark romance story between an innocent girl and a stalker killer.

A dangerous romance between an innocent girl and a killer.

A guy gets reincarnated into TWD, what else is there?

"stare at the dark for too long and eventually you'll see what isn't there."

a 'haunted mansion' expedition couldn't possibly go wrong for 7 boys, right? if you exclude the occasional screaming, sure. yhat's until one of them ends up dead.


a horror and thriller short story
lowercase intended


*STORY COMPLETED*

My life was normal...until a unfortunate event happened. This unfortunate event did lead to a big adventure, It may lead to my happiness, or it might lead to my down fall, but it can't get any worse!!  


What why is it so dark...where am I...oh I remember.... wait... I'M DEAD!

This is my first writing and it's my crap :3

All credit goes to the rightful creators of the art used in this work

Also warning ⚠️ read at your own risk this is terrible writing!⛔️ 

------- Wall to shield my unwillingness to commit --

Was this my fate? To do nothing in my life... and then just die? I didn't want to die... 

It wasn't my fault...

I.. I don't want to die
I don't want to die!
I DON'T WANT TO DIE! 
PLEASE! SOMEONE! HELP ME!
LET ME HAVE ANOTHER CHANCE!!!

"MEOW! SHUT YOUR MOUTH! MEOW! I NEED MY BEAUTY REST! MEOW!"

'What the????'

----- another wall ----

One foggy night a girl dressed on black walked down the quite streets of Florida searching for her soul. As Alice looks for her soul the fog gets deeper and deeper and she blends with the fog as if Alice was the fog herself, but she wasn't even human. She was something else altogether something dark and dangerous and her heart was even dark as it was covers with dark blood.

At a moment glance Alice saw a human girl as she ran at super speed becoming a blur in the night she looked at the human girl and tore into her soft pale skin making blood splatter everywhere. Alice's fangs pierced the human girls soft skin as she drank the human girls blood until she was empty, lifeless, dead Alice release her fangs from the human girl, she licked her lips and left the dead body in the streets. 

Alice return into the fog disappearing Alice stood there watching the dead body behind a tree to see what would happen to the dead body she stood there for what seemed like hours her body muscles where getting sore from standing when a car came across the body and they screamed, and Alice laughed.

The two humans screamed saying" oh no! We killed someone! " Alice chuckles at them as she walks within the fog laughing and said "oh what do I have here one dead and two young Delicious humans maybe you can give me some fun " as Alice grabbed the girls leg she screamed " honey! Call the cops! Save me!" as the girl was dragged into the fog Alice tore into her drinking every ounce of her blood splattering her blood on a nearby tree until she was dead. 

Then Alice dragged her dead body until Alice reached the street where the man stood as he saw his wife's dead, lifeless body he screamed " honey! " Alice reached out from the fog and grabbed him saying " give me your soul so I can have mine" the human man was dragged into the fog and tore into him splattering his blood on a tree he screamed as she drank his blood to the last drop but not without a fight. 

the man screamed " please don't kill me! "Alice slammed him against the tree making his head hit the tree she continued to drink until he was dead and left his body by his wife's and left into the forest. However, Alice was nowhere close to finding her soul Alice smiled as she said, " that was fun but a waste of time now I'm nowhere to my human soul."

Alice Rose A bad apple vampire is in search of her lost soul devouring other souls to find her's in the outskirts of Miami Florida however that's just the beginning. When Alice meets Emi, her life is change forever it’s now not just about her own survival but the survival of emi and others also there lies hope beyond all this to find her soul and emi's butler is the one who holds the key. He holds in his heart the answers to Alice's questions "who am I, who was I, why did lose my soul?"     The time is ticking, and the darkness draws near to find her soul has never been more crucial and love is stronger between scar and Alice. Can they find Alice's soul before the darkness comes and devours them? What will they find when syaoran returns once more?

At his death, James, a Kendo master had the deep regret not to have had the opportunity to exploit his techniques to their fullest.



when he thought he had reached the end a voice said:



"I will fulfill your wish, but in return you will distract me for eternity."



Thus began his cycle of infinite reincarnation in strange worlds.

It's an ordinary day for animals that live in to the jungle. woods falling from an old tree, rustling grass,  they live peacefully in a quiet and fresh jungle until one day, the shadow armies called dark abyss attacked the Moniyan empire, who has a blood of magic and light.

 The war begins, the Dark Abyss was now full force, Moniyan empire was almost lost and few of them was able survived, but some of them was now slaves of the dark abyss.

The empire was full of dead bodies and bloods, dark clouds and screaming for mercy. The bloods of the Moniyan dead armies flow throughout the river. 

"rise, dark abyss!" shouted by the man with a hood and suddenly laugh, he then sits in the Moniyan's thrown of the king. They continuosly summon a dark army through the dead bodies.

There was one way to find Pietro now, and that was by fiding the last dungeon. But all he had was a picture of the entrance on the water sphere and nothing more.  
The documents on the table talked about the other two dungeons but the directions were not clear, using concepts of astronomy that Gremory knew nothing about.  
Only if he knew that something like this would be useful at this moment. But now the only place he knew that contain this knowledge was the Viridian Library since that library looked to have the knowledge of the entire world.  
Gremory sat on the floor and started to meditate, to feel his own body. He differentiates the energy from the curse and saw it spreading through his body, but at a very slow pace.
'If it kept spreading at this rate, then I have at least an entire year left.'
So it was time to finally leave the dungeon, Gremory took all the documents into his dimensional bag while watched the adventurers killing the final boss.  
Gremory activated the invisibility of the cape and walked upstairs. He saw his friends out of the boss room safe but waited until the adventurers left.  
After that, some workers of the guilds came to collect all the treasure that was not taken by the adventurers themselves and to extract some valuable parts of the monsters in the dungeon.  
If someone brings ears and things like that back to the guild center. They can use it to improve their kill count, thus improving their reputation. Since only power alone was not enough to measure the strength of the adventurer, so by doing this they would know what each adventurer is capable of.  
The same was done with the boss and the entire process would take hours and even after that, other works would come here to clean the dungeon of the bodies since it was a tourist place too.
Gremory wanted to warn his friends that he was fine, to avoid them wasting their time looking for him. So he just approached them while still invisible and spoke.
"Meet me at the guild center, I will be there tomorrow, and pretend that I am not here."
They left the place quietly, after all, if Gremory hid his presence then there must be a reason.  
And there really was, he wanted to be alone in the dungeon but it would take hours until all the works leave. So he took one Qi Stone and started cultivating right there.  
He was missing the cultivation after these two days, but finally had some time to cultivate. Once he finished, he opened his eyes while hearing the noise of dozens of workers in the dungeon, and then slept.
But when he woke up in the morning, he was not invisible anymore but fortunately, he was alone.  
'The effect of the cape doesn't last forever? Well, don't matter, I can finally do what I came here for.'  
That was, building an army. For that he needs corpses and there was plenty on the dungeon.  
'Dinner time.'  
Gremory opened his dimensional bag to count the mitre crystals there.  
***
-Dimensional Bag-
9 Big Qi Stones.
2 Big Mitre Crystals.
20 Medium Mitre Crystals.
177 Small Dark Crystals.
3.110 gold coins.
***
"Let's first try to bring back one of these Trolls using one small crystal."
With the crystal in his hand, he absorbed the dark energy and tried to direct it inside the small dark crystal. The cracks began to appear just moments after, breaking the crystal and dispersing the energy, that Gremory had to absorb.
'Just as I thought, the creatures here are too strong for the small ones.'  
All the crystals were already filled with mana, since it would be used by Gremory in case of emergency, to restore his mana stock. But, he needed to convert them into dark crystals.  
What he did, after an entire week inside the dungeon.
'Well, Claire must be pissed right now.' Gremory had spoken that he would be in the guild center days ago.
However, he was still in the dungeon, but now with a lot of dark crystals.  
The first thing he did was to summon 20 Trolls, using his 20 medium dark crystals, and then absorbed every other mob on the floor. Then he entered the boss room.
The Trolls were beasts that now looked like puppets while waiting for their master. Watching the kid before they ponder for some time if he should try to summon the boss or not.
One big dark crystal was enough to bring Geoffrey that was an adventurer of rank S. Gremory knew that this boss was probably one of rank S too, but it looked even more powerful than Geoffrey and had given quite some trouble to dozens of adventurers with some of them being rank S.
So there was only one question there, one big dark crystal would be enough to bring the boss back?
If he fails, the big dark crystal would break for nothing, but if he succeeds, then would be a great addition to his army.  
'Let's risk it.' Gremory thought, and then started to absorb the energy of the boss and it was great. The flow of dark energy imbued the entire room coming towards Gremory.
With the big dark crystal in his hand, he tried to direct the energy into the crystal but it was impossible.  
He had no control over the flow, the only thing he could do was to absorb it.  
The big limitation was that Gremory couldn't summon something that exceeds his mana, so he didn't even have the chance to test it on the crystal.
'Never is easy.' Gremory thought and then sat on the floor and concentrate once again on the dark energy inside his body.
After some time of cultivation, he became used to see all the energy inside his body and was using it to know how close he was to the breaking point to rank S.  
'Still that far. At least I am close to a warrior of rank B.'
Even after absorbing the entire floor, he was too far from reaching rank S, but close to physical rank B thanks to the cultivation. He never would be able to come that far without the stones and maybe would be impossible even with years of training.  
Warriors don't enter a guild just to achieve fortune and glory, they enter to be stronger. Because there is a limit to the human body, and these Qi Stones can help the warriors to surpass this limit.  
At least now he had 20 Trolls, each of them was almost the same as a rank A warrior.  
They all following Gremory while he went to the upper floor trying to do the same with the creatures there and the boss. But the boss was too strong and a small dark crystal was not enough to bring the creatures there back.  
He kept going up and the same process repeated until he reached the floor where it wall begins. Gremory went to the spider's nest and there were hundreds of spiders dead on the side of a giant spider.
It was the Mother Spider, full of cuts and with the head crushed by a big hammer by the same guy who smashed the boss doors where Gremory fought against the Elder Lich.
'Poor creatures, they didn't even have the chance.'
That was not a place where a fight happened, it was the place of a massacre. Hundreds of spiders fighting to protect their mother.  
With the 174 small crystals Gremory had left, he summoned 174 undead spiders to his army.  
Now there were hundreds of creatures with red eyes and with half body made by shadows where the wounds were inflicted. All hopeless children looking at their dead mother on a pile of dead spiders.  
Even being undead, they were all sad and for some reason. Gremory was sharing the same sadness.  
"The dead want her.'  
Gremory took one of the big dark crystals on his bag and approached the big pile of dead spiders where the last line of defense was. Then let the flow of dark energy out of the Mother Spider and just as he did with the others boss. He directed it into the dark crystal.  
The flow was big, but not as big as the other boss, still was a really hard task and even Gremory didn't know if the big crystal would hold it. He was sweating, holding the flow with all his might.
The dark crystal became even more darker, the light around it distorted. But Gremory didn't stop.
He felt a huge headache, followed by his heart failing to beat. The muscles of his legs failed because they were receiving almost no oxygen. Still, he didn't stop.  
His eyes started to bleed and he started to cough blood.
Still.
He didn't stop.
He screamed until he had no force anymore to scream. Directing all the flow of the Mother Spider into the crystal.
And then.
The Mother Spider raised once again.


In the middle of a battlefield, a child is found, the creation of man's love for war. He will have to face many dangers to retrieve his memories and discover the reason for his existence. The only certainty is that true human nature is not good, yet he will face this world as an adventurer and will try to understand this chaotic world in which he appeared. 

In this novel, the MC is neither good nor bad. At first, he will have a childlike and antisocial mentality, but the surrounding environment will shape him, so his actions are purely natural and are not always the best to be taken. The nature of the MC's powers ends up putting him in certain unexpected situations, and yes, with a slight touch of necromancy, but no systems or such things, the MC will have to become strong by pure training.

This is not just a story about getting stronger. There are several characters with broken personalities who are also suffering in this world. The world is in a state of constant war, and there is injustice everywhere. The MC himself also commits part of it. His moral actions change over time and are NOT CONSTANT. Everyone goes through changes during their lives, and the same applies to the MC here. 

*No harem and almost no romance at all. 

*English is not my first language.

*Little by little, I think I'm improving in writing in English, but unfortunately, I don't have much time, so I'm focusing on writing more chapters instead of going back to edit the previous ones!

Discord -> Juarez_Culau#8105

Panicked, he managed to grab Severus' wand off the ground with his free hand, while the other held tightly to his own wand. He got up and tried to run towards the Veil, but Sirius grabbed Harry by the chest, holding him back.
"You can't do anything, Harry…" said his godfather, who had a wound on his head, from which blood was dripping.
"We must save him, he's just on the other side!" I reply, trying to break free
"It's too late, Harry," the Animagus insisted.
"We can still get to him!" Harry squirmed in his arms, but Sirius wouldn't let him go.
"There's nothing you can do anymore, Harry… nothing… he's gone!" He's dead! -Exclaimed his godfather.
- HE HAS NOT GONE! HE IS NOT DEAD! "Harry screamed, feeling desolate, as tears ran down his face.
Sirius dragged Harry away from the Veil and propped him up against a wall. Harry was still staring at the arch, feeling such a sharp pain that it seemed his heart would stop beating at any moment.
Dumbledore had most of the remaining Death Eaters clustered in the center of the room, seemingly pinned down by the invisible ropes. But there were still flashes of light, groans of pain, and people fighting.
To Harry, none of that made sense. Severus Snape, his potions teacher, the man who for years treated him harshly, the man who had tried to teach him Occlumency, the man who had saved him several times, the man who gave him that dark look so deep it made him shiver, I would not return.
There was a loud bang and a laugh from Bellatrix, who was running away as she sang in a girlish voice.
-I killed the traitor! The traitor is dead!
Harry hearing how he teased, a tremendous rage seized him. He released himself from his godfather's loose grip and ran after Bellatrix.
-Harry, no! Come back immediately! "Sirius ordered.
"SHE KILLED HIM!" Harry yelled, "SHE KILLED HIM!" SO I'LL KILL HER!
The first thing Severus was certain of was the terrible pain in his body from the Cruciatus. The second thing is that he was, in his opinion, floating in a dark and fatal place, inhabited by shapes and disembodied shadows that little by little were surrounding him.
"Where am I?"
Little by little he remembered what happened in the Department of Mysteries and later in the room where the Veil of Death was located.
"So, am I dead?" He asked again, tiredly seeing how those shadows had him totally surrounded.
Suddenly, a powerful light appeared, chasing away the shadowy forms, as if they were dementors. The light approached until it was in front of the dark professor. It looked like a sphere of light the size of a tennis ball, as the magician observed, but it shone like a sun.
- "Do you want to live?" - a woman's voice seemed to express to him.
Severus shook his head a little trying to clear the pain that was seizing him and bring some clarity to his thoughts.
- "Do you want to live?" - repeated the voice
Severus, with a clear mind, quickly reviewed his options, concluding that he apparently had nothing to lose.
"Yes," I answer with a hoarse voice.
As soon as he spoke that simple syllable, the sphere exploded and surrounded his entire body with light. Severus instantly felt the pain diminish and his body began to fly towards some unknown direction, passing among thousands of those beings that apparently inhabited this gloomy place.
He did not know exactly how long I spent flying, maybe it was hours or even days, he just felt that the place was endless. Until a point of bluish luminosity caught his attention, with some relief he verified that he was heading there. The closer it got, the bigger the point became until it became a large hole. As soon as he crossed it, Severus knew that he was no longer… wherever he had been.

What if the person who fell behind the Veil of Death hadn't been Sirius Black? What if that person was taken to another world, where there are gods and knights who protect them?

A young woman on her knees was begging the madam of the tavern, her whines have waken up many costumers. Her melodious voice now hoarse. Her once golden hair now no different from wet straw. The green velvet dress she wears used to bring envy of many court ladies are now worn out, encrusted with blood and mud.

The money is more than enough to accommodate them all in their best room, but not the dying one, no one will bring death in their own home, much more a cursed one. 
But seeing the pleading eyes of the woman, the Madam gave in, or else no one will be able to sleep tonight. Pale gray eyes with a sade of golden and lilac, the Madam knows, she is trouble, but can't send them away, fallen nobles are all like this, especially those who descent from the Heralds. Reluctantly the Madam sent a boy to escort them in the shed on the back of the building. 

«Thyal! Lucathyal! We can stay! We can stay!»
The young lady shouted, don't know if it's rain or if it's tears, drops of water grows down her cheeks. A dark skinned youth raises to face her, a gentle smile on it but only bitterness are beyond those tin lips, bitterness from all those unspoken words of truth. 

«Yes, my lady» but little hope there is for the young master to live. My healing power is not enough, we need at least a bishop to cure him and keep the curse at bay. 

Once reached the shed, and helped the guest to accommodate, the boy went away, running with those oversized old boots that seemed to slip away at any moment from his scrawny legs, causing him to nearly stumble a few time. Lucathyal watched him went away melancholy, until his silhouette turned the corner, disappearing. 
Then he gazed at the young lady. 
It's been hard these days, she seems to age more and more, buy days of sorrow have just begun, more and more pain awaits her, and it will be like that until she'll become numb from its. 

«Lady Euphilia, this—»
«I know...He will live and—and everything will be fine again.»  Tha lady looked back at the youth, gazing in his gray eyes in search of answers, but there was nothing, hopeless like the clowdy winter sky, not a ray of sun could be found. 
«Pray with me…Please, pray with me.»Tears threatened to leak again from those already red eyes. 

This won't last long, my lady...2 or 3 days at most if they don't kill us before that time. This he wanted to say, but in the end, this also have been shallowed back. 

So they prayed, prayed until the lady fell asleep. 
The man on the blanket keeps shivering 'cause of the fever, his tanned skin had lost its color, a ghost remains as what he used to be, an arrogant man full of himself, of his strength. But the weight he was trying to carry was greater that he could have thought and in the end he crumbled under it.
The Concil had always been divided in two, aristocracy and bourgeoisie, the Monach and the High Priest were just bystanders watching from the side, or at least in the surface... In the surface everything looked calm, but under it the water was boiling madly and it's scorching hot. 
His hands extended over his master's wounds, a faith and tepid light could be seen in the dark shed. A low tier healing spell, only enough to stop the bleeding and and slow down the spreading of the curse. 
The young man looked out at the horizon , the last hue of sunlight was dying out.
Who's going to rob today? Some greedy rat will surely come to us. Until when I will still be able to protect them? 

Few hours later someone really came, more than one. They're fast, but not enough, a bunch of filthy vermin were easy to kill, no... It would be easy to kill if it was only me... The lady woke up, still in daze she looked around foolishly then opening her eyes wide at the fight in front of her. 
Before she could open her mouth a shadow swiftly approached her and bought her roughly in a dark corner. 
As the fight ended the youth turned around anf pointed his rapier at the dark figure that's holding hostage the lady, whose trembling all over. 
«Nice fight~ And nice sword. Does it have a name~?» the shadow spoke with a mellow tone. 
« What do you want?»
«... That man is dead.» those robbers? Of course they're dead, it's referring to the man laying on the old blanket. 
« What do you want?» the youth split out again articulating a word at time. 
«You put down the sword and I give you the lady. I'll count until 'three'. Ok~?» from that tone it's obviously smiling, sounding like a trickster. Can one really believe such person? 
The swordman gritted his teeth. 
Without even waiting for an answer she started to count slowly.
« One~» that 'one' lasted at least 2 seconds. 
«Two~!» then it suddenly pushed Euphilia towards the youth forcing him to retract quickly the riper and hold the lady. 
«Now we can talk~» as Lukathyal was helping his lady he gave a resentful glare at the shadow. Talk!? After abducting his lady and nearly got her killed?! 
«Oh! Come on! You wouldn't have put down the sword and with your reflex you wouldn't possibly hurt her! And if I didn't take her, someone else would had to. You should thank me. Tze~»
Seeing the youth's gaze the shadow responded mortified while gesticulating. 
«Thanks! If you have anything else to say then go away.» he said with a dry voice. 
«Well...» It raised a hand a pointed at Brandr. «He's dead.»
«He's not!» the lady said desperately. 
«You better face the reality, young lady. The wound is deep and it's in gangrene, you should at least use maggots to clean it, disinfect it and mend it. Doesn't you ever saw people do it? Even slaves knows it.»
«... What about the curse? Are you here just to criticize us? Or pity us?» Lukathyal looked with frown at the shadow, who's now learning leasuly against the wooden wall. 
«Pity? Maybe... I don't know a shit about curses so I said that he's dead, I can smell it from the other side of the tavern. » then it slowly made her way to a old stool exposing itself to the dim light of the lamp. 
Black straight hair, dark eyes, without any conspicuous trait, not beautiful but it couldn't be said that's ugly or plain. A hint of a smile could be noticed, but at the same time not a smile.
A male ? Mmm...A female? Maybe...If it has Ayuvon blood then it's male, but if it a descendant those rougher or plainer races then it's a she. «Who are you?» the lady asked. 
«No one relevant to remember--» and she smiled, like the gentle smile of a caring auntie, although she looks more like a worn out scholar from the Emilton R. Academy, those dark circles under her eyes and the lofty vibe of her pissed face are really similar to those pompous desk-warmers. 
«--But I want to propose you a trade. »

A nameless woman transported randomly into another world and trying to survive in this unknown environment. I’m still thinking if put some romance or not, but even if there is it will only be an element of outline to the main story. It’s my very first time writing something in a foreign language, so... Sorry if I make grammatical errors. I beg you, be patient with me. Real life is getting more and more busy. But I'll try to publish as more as I can and improve my writing. Thank you. P.s. I drew the cover by myself , it was initially colored, then I remembered that the colors make me sick. Hope you appreciate . Sometime I pin some images for the novel, like map and character, here : https://www.pinterest.it/LemmonJAM/nobody/ or here: https://www.tumblr.com/blog/yellowpaperlife I started UNI, it's really hard for me to continue the story. And I'm already surprised that so many people had read this teenage rant of mine. Thanks for reading this. And I home I could write something better in the future. (and with less grammar mistakes)

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