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Every disturbing element must serve the story. If it's there just to shock, it's cut. Horror should unsettle, not exploit.

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Peaky Blinders: The Blood of Shelby

Birmingham, 1919 The chair was not comfortable. Cal Shelby had sat in worse. "Name." "Callum Shelby." "Who do you work for?" "Currently? No one. I was between the Garrison and home when your men grabbed me. So technically I work for whoever's paying me to sit in this chair." The fist came fast. Cal tasted blood. He worked it around his mouth and waited. "Who do you work for." "You already asked that." "Answer it properly this time." "I gave you my name. I told you where I was going. I'm not sure what else you're expecting." "The Shelby operation. Their contacts. Their police arrangements. All of it." "That," Cal said pleasantly, "is a very long list." "Then start talking." "There's just one problem." "What problem." "I don't know any of that." Another fist. Harder. His cheek erupted with heat. He blinked twice and looked up. "You're hitting me with your right hand," Cal said. "Switch to your left. You've got a fracture in the third metacarpal — I can tell by how you're pulling the last twenty percent of the swing. You'll do yourself more damage than me." Silence. "How did you—" "France," Cal said simply. "You learn to notice things." "You were in the war?" "Tunneling Company. Three years underground. You?" A long pause. "None of your business." "Fair enough." Cal tested the ropes at his wrists. Good knots. "Can I ask you something?" "You're not in a position to ask anything." "Humour me." "What." "Why did you grab me outside the Garrison?" "Because you're Shelby." "I am Shelby, yes. There are quite a few of us." Cal tilted his head. "Which Shelby did you actually want?" The silence this time was the most interesting one yet. "You," the man said. "We wanted you." "Why?" "Because you run their intelligence network." Cal looked at him for a long moment. "Who told you that?" No answer. "That's very interesting," Cal said quietly. He filed it. Someone had talked. He'd find out who later. "Can I tell you something?" "What." "You grabbed me on a Tuesday afternoon outside the Garrison. Do you know what I was doing there?" "Delivering a message," the young man by the door said. "We watched you for a week." "That's right. To Tommy." Cal paused. "Which means Tommy is currently being told by three separate people that his cousin didn't come home Tuesday evening." Another pause. "He'll know where I am by morning. He always does." The room went very still. "You're bluffing," the man said. But his voice had changed. "Am I?" "You're nobody." "I said I don't run their network. I didn't say Tommy Shelby wouldn't burn this city to the ground looking for me." Cal held his gaze. "Think about it from his perspective. Someone grabbed his cousin off the street. In Small Heath. His street." He let that breathe. "What do you think he does next?" The two men by the door spoke low and urgent in Irish. "I don't speak Irish," Cal said. "But I speak French. And Romani. And I'm very good at reading a room." He looked at each of them in turn. "So. How do you want this to go?" Silence. "Because I'll tell you how I want it to go," Cal said. "You let me walk out. I go home. I tell Tommy I got lost." He smiled — small, unhurried, completely unbothered. "And you never find out what happens when you don't." Cal worked the blood to the front of his mouth. Looked at the man directly. And spat. The blood hit him square across the face. Nobody moved. "I'll have a cup of tea," Cal said, "while you think about it." He was not the story. But he was the reason the story survived. Peaky Blinders: The Blood of Shelby Blood isn't always loud. But it always speaks. --- [Chapter Lenght: 3000 - 4000 words]

Deepanshu_Setia · TV
25 Chs

RAVENPORT: The Cold Case Unit

The warehouse. 2 AM. A chalk circle on the wet concrete floor. "Hale." Dr. Lena Voss doesn't look up from the body. "You're suspended." "Solano called me." "Solano calls everyone. You're the only one who showed up looking like you already knew." Marcus steps under the tape. His eyes go to the body. Then to the organs arranged around it. He says nothing for a long moment. "No prints?" he finally asks. "None." "DNA?" "Clean." "Forced entry?" Voss looks up at him now. "Lock was engaged from the inside, Marcus. Dead bolt. Chain. The victim locked himself in with whatever did this to him." "Or whatever did this locked it after." "That's not possible." "Neither is this." He gestures at the chalk circle. "What are these symbols?" "I was hoping you'd tell me." "I've never seen them." "Neither has anyone on my team." She stands, pulling off one glove. "I called a linguistics professor from Harwick University. She's coming in the morning." A pause. "She sounded fine on the phone. Then I sent her the photographs." "And?" "She called back and said she needed a moment. That was forty minutes ago." Marcus crouches at the edge of the chalk. Up close, the lines are impossibly fine. No smearing. No hesitation marks. "The victim," he says. "Howe. Councilman. Family man. No record." "Squeaky clean." Voss crosses her arms. "His wife reported him missing thirty-six hours ago. Said he'd been sleepwalking. Talking in his sleep." "In what language?" Voss stares at him. "She didn't know. She said it didn't sound like any language she'd ever heard." Marcus looks at the symbols again. "Hale." Her voice drops. "What is this?" He stands. Looks at Patrick Howe's face — peaceful, arranged, like something placed rather than killed. "I don't know yet," he says. "But whoever did this has done it before." "You can't know that." "They were too calm. Too precise." He turns toward the door. "This isn't the first body, Voss. It's just the first one we found." He walks out into the Ravenport rain. Behind him, the chalk circle gleams under the forensic lights. --- [Chapter Lenght: 3000 - 4000 words]

Deepanshu_Setia · Horror
9 Chs

THE MARROW SINGERS

Nine descendants. Seven days. One harvest. When investigative journalist Vera Blackwell receives an invitation to a reconciliation ceremony in Ashwood, Massachusetts, she expects historical theater—a small town acknowledging its role in the 1692 witch trials, seeking closure for descendants of both accused and accusers. She doesn't expect the humming. It starts the first night. A low-frequency sound that can't be recorded, can't be explained, can't be escaped. Because it's not coming from the walls. It's coming from inside their bones. The town's official history claims twelve victims died in the trials. But original records list only seven names. Seven who weren't executed—they were *preserved*. And every seventh generation, the descendants are called back to continue what never ended. The marrow remembers. The blood carries memory. And when your skeleton starts singing your ancestors' song, transformation isn't metaphorical. Some will resist. Some will run. Some will accept what they're becoming. But in Ashwood, even escape has a price. Because the cycle doesn't need all of them. It only needs seven. --- Schedule: 7 chapters/week Chapter Length: 4000 - 6000 words

Deepanshu_Setia · Horror
4 Chs

ETHAN DRAKE: WORLD 1 - HARRY POTTER

Ethan Drake died at twenty-two. Then he made a deal with God. The terms? Immortality. He won't age. He can still be killed, but time will never touch him. Triple learning talent. He masters skills three times faster than anyone else. Infinite worlds. When he completes a world's story—or gets bored—he transmigrates to the next. The catch? No one will ever notice. Not his friends. Not his lovers. Not even his own children will see that he doesn't age. --- Now Ethan is eleven years old, standing in a manor bedroom with a Hogwarts acceptance letter in his hands and an adult mind screaming opportunity. He has no idea this is the "Harry Potter" world. No meta-knowledge. No prophecy awareness. Just magic, mystery, and a massive head start. His advantages: A Gringotts vault with 3,000 Galleons His dead father's grimoire and artifacts A mature mind that sees everyone as children The ability to learn magic faster than any prodigy Eternity to plan, scheme, and conquer His goal: Absolute power. Total freedom. Enough wealth to buy anything. Enough strength to take anyone. Enough influence to do whatever he wants—fight when he craves it, fuck when he desires it, relax when he chooses it. Morality? Negotiable. Limits? None. Consequences? He'll handle them. --- Hogwarts isn't a school. It's a hunting ground. Magic isn't a gift. It's a tool. And this world? It's just the first of many. --- **WARNING: MATURE CONTENT** This story contains dark themes, morally grey protagonist, violence, sexual content, and a ruthlessly pragmatic MC who will kill if necessary. Not your typical hero's journey. --- **SERIES INFO:** This is **Book 1** of the *Ethan Drake* multiverse series. Each world is a complete story spanning multiple arcs. Ethan will transmigrate to new worlds after completing each one. **World 1:** Harry Potter (Books + Movies Combined) **World 2:** [To Be Revealed] **World 3:** [To Be Revealed] Reading in chronological order recommended for full experience. --- **TAGS:** Transmigration | Immortal Protagonist | Multiverse | Overpowered MC | Fast Learner | Antihero | Harry Potter AU | Magic | No System | Ruthless Protagonist | Mature | World Hopping | Reincarnation | Academy | Adventure | Dark | Smart Protagonist | Wealthy Protagonist | Multiple Worlds --- **The deal is made. The first world awaits. Power is within reach.** **Welcome to Ethan Drake's eternal ascension.** --- Updates: [7 chapters/week] --- The owl was persistent. Tap. Tap. Tap. Ethan Drake—eleven years old in body, twenty-two in mind—stared at the tawny bird perched outside his bedroom window. In its beak: a letter sealed with wax and marked with a crest he'd never seen before. He opened the window. The owl dropped the parchment into his hands and waited, golden eyes unblinking. Ethan unfolded the letter, and his world changed forever. "Dear Mr. Drake, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry..." Magic. Real magic. A slow smile spread across his face. This is going to be fun.

Deepanshu_Setia · Book&Literature
14 Chs

Peaky Blinders: The Devil's Advocate

**The Problem with Neutrality? Eventually, Everyone Makes You Pick a Side.** James "Jimmy" Cartwright built his reputation on two things: solving problems that violence can't fix, and never taking sides in Birmingham's brutal gang wars. As the city's premiere fixer, he forges documents, arranges blackmail, and makes the impossible possible—for anyone who can meet his price and pass his moral code. But in the winter of 1922, neutrality becomes a luxury he can no longer afford. When Thomas Shelby arrives at Jimmy's office with an impossible deadline—save Arthur from the gallows in 72 hours—the offer comes with strings attached. Work exclusively for the Peaky Blinders, and Tommy will reveal the truth about Mary Cartwright's death, the sister Jimmy lost five years ago in a suspicious factory "accident." Desperate for answers and unable to refuse, Jimmy enters the violent world of the Shelby family. His weapons aren't fists or guns, but leverage and forgery, intelligence and manipulation. While Arthur, John, and the other Blinders solve problems with violence, Jimmy dismantles enemies with nothing but a pen and his brilliant, strategic mind. But the deeper Jimmy digs into his sister's past, the more dangerous his position becomes: **A traitor lurks within the Shelby organization**, feeding information to their enemies—and that traitor has evidence that could destroy Jimmy's reputation forever. **His sister's killer isn't some factory foreman**, but a powerful Birmingham councilman who's positioned himself as untouchable, using his political influence to wage war on the Shelbys from behind closed doors. **And Jimmy's one unbreakable rule—never kill—is about to be tested** when Tommy offers the simplest solution: a bullet in the dark, and all Jimmy's problems disappear. Caught between his principles and his thirst for justice, Jimmy must orchestrate his most elaborate con yet. He'll need to outthink corrupt police, ambitious politicians, and even the Peaky Blinders themselves. Because in a world where everyone settles disputes with violence, the man who refuses to kill must be twice as clever—and three times as ruthless. They say the pen is mightier than the sword. Jimmy's about to prove it can be far more cruel. **In Small Heath, blood is cheap. Information is expensive. And loyalty costs everything.** --- Schedule: 7 chapters/week Chapter Lenght: 3000 - 4000 words

Deepanshu_Setia · TV
34 Chs

My Father's Last Transmission Led Me to Hell

WHAT IF EVERYONE AROUND YOU COULD BE SYNTHETIC—AND YOU HAD NO WAY TO TELL? I decoded my father's final transmission. I wish I hadn't. Synthetic humans are real. An AI facility beneath Colorado is producing perfect infiltrators. They've been placed across the wasteland for years. Anyone could be one. Your commanding officer. Your best friend. The person sleeping in the bunk next to you. My father—Ranger Marcus Chen—discovered this fifteen years ago. He tried to expose it. They killed him. His final transmission was corrupted, classified, buried. The one part that mattered—how to identify synths—was destroyed. Now I'm being deployed to the same place that killed him. With no way to tell who's human. I'm Kai Chen. Here's what I have: - A gift for languages (fluent in six, learning languages in days instead of months) - Rapid learning ability (I acquire skills 5-10x faster than normal) - Trust issues (everyone is a potential threat) - My father's encrypted letters (still can't fully decode them) - A burning need for answers (and maybe revenge) Here's what I'm facing: - Brutal Ranger training designed to break me - A conspiracy that goes to the top of command - Synthetic infiltrators who might already be in the Citadel - A mission to Colorado that's obviously a trap - The frozen wasteland that took my father's life Here's what I know: - The Patriarch is inviting Rangers to Colorado for a reason - People who investigate the synth conspiracy end up dead - I'm walking the same path that killed my father - Some truths are more dangerous than the lies that cover them My father's last words: "Tell Kai I'm sorry." I'm not sorry. I'm finishing what he started. Even if it kills me too. ---

Deepanshu_Setia · Video Games
17 Chs

BENEATH THE ICE: An Interactive Horror Novel

Three weeks ago, Outpost Polaris went silent. The international research station, positioned above the deepest trench in the Arctic Circle, had made the discovery of the century: a subglacial cavern system containing liquid water—and something alive in samples dating back 50,000 years. Then the screaming started. Then the silence. You are Dr. Alex Chen, crisis management specialist, sent with a four-person emergency response team to investigate. What you find is worse than anyone imagined: a station intact but abandoned, emergency power flickering through empty corridors, and a drilling rig still operational—its bore hole descending 3.2 kilometers into absolute darkness. The research team didn't just disappear. They found something down there. Something ancient. Something that's been waiting beneath the ice, learning, adapting, and now it's inside the station. Every choice you make could save your team—or doom them. Trust the wrong person. Investigate the wrong room. Make one mistake, and you'll discover what happened to the original crew. The hard way. In the Arctic, no one can hear you scream. And the ice remembers everything. --- Interactive Horror | Multiple Endings | Survival Not Guaranteed Genre: Sci-Fi Horror | Thriller | Interactive Fiction Tags: #Survival #Mystery #Cosmic Horror #Antarctica #ChoicesMatter #Parasite #Isolation #BodyHorror

Deepanshu_Setia · Horror
20 Chs

RUNETERRA: UNTOLD

The game shows you legends. This series shows you what happens between them. RUNETERRA: UNTOLD takes you into the shadows of League of Legends' most iconic world—the heists Riot doesn't tell you about, the choices champions make off-screen, the moments that define them when nobody's watching. Each volume is a complete standalone story featuring different champions in impossible situations. A crew stealing from Noxus. A warrior's last stand in Ionia. A horror lurking in Zaun's depths. A conspiracy in Demacia's throne room. Different genres. Different characters. Different corners of Runeterra. One promise: Fast-paced, character-driven stories that hit hard and end complete. No knowledge of League lore required—just a hunger for stories where complex people face impossible choices in a world of magic, war, and moral ambiguity. Every volume hits different. Every world is untold.

Deepanshu_Setia · Video Games
16 Chs

LAWLESS FRAGMENTS: 91 Days Fanfiction

He's died before. He'll die again. This time, he's making it count. Rio Ceriano has survived the impossible: a mafia massacre that killed his family seven years ago. Now he runs a speakeasy in Chicago, keeps his head down, and avoids complications. Easy. Safe. Boring. Then Angelo Lagusa—his childhood friend who vanished the night of the massacre—walks back into his life with a letter, a new identity, and a plan for revenge against the Vanetti crime family. Rio's answer? Hard pass. But Rio isn't quite human. He reincarnates. He's lived dozens of lives, died dozens of deaths, and carries fragmented memories of each one—combat instincts he shouldn't have, knowledge of organized crime from eras he's never lived through, and the bone-deep understanding that attachment only leads to pain. He's also dangerously, catastrophically bored. "Fine. But I'm doing this the lazy way." In Prohibition-era Lawless, Illinois, Rio and Angelo infiltrate the very family that destroyed their lives. The plan is simple: get close, earn trust, turn the families against each other, and watch them burn from within. The problem? The Vanetti family is more than a target. Nero Vanetti is honorable and magnetic. Vanno treats them like real friends. Even the don shows them respect. And Rio's fragmented memories make him too good at this—too competent, too smooth, too dangerous. People notice. Worse, Rio makes his fatal mistake: he starts caring. About Angelo's self-destructive spiral into vengeance. About their friend Corteo's moral collapse. About people who should be enemies but feel like something more. The detachment that's kept him alive through countless lifetimes begins to crack. As the Orco family wages war, the Galassia family circles like sharks, and Angelo's revenge plot reaches its bloody climax, Rio faces an impossible choice: survive or stay loyal. His instincts scream run—he'll reincarnate anyway. His heart whispers something far more dangerous: stay. In a world built on betrayal, where every alliance is temporary and every friend might be tomorrow's corpse, Rio discovers that living forever means nothing if you never truly live. Lawless is about to burn. And for once, Rio's going down with it. --- For fans of: Morally complex antiheroes Crime family drama with supernatural twists Prohibition-era action and intrigue Character-driven tragedy Found family tested to destruction Reincarnation fiction with actual consequences --- "I've lived a hundred lives. This is the first one that mattered." --- A 50,000-word novel set in the world of 91 Days Complete standalone story—no sequel needed Genre: Crime Thriller | Supernatural Drama | Tragic Romance Content: Violence, mature themes, morally gray characters, tragedy Series: Rio Reincarnation Framework --- Every world hits different. This one hits hardest.

Deepanshu_Setia · Anime & Comics
20 Chs

Call of Duty: Rio The Reincarnated Soldier Who Fights Across Every War

Rio Castellanos is eighteen years old and shouldn't know how to kill. But when German forces ambush his unit outside Warsaw in September 1939, his body moves with veteran precision. Muscle memory from wars he's fought in lives he can't fully remember. He's died before. Different centuries. Different weapons. Always the same war. This time was supposed to be different. Fighting through Poland's collapse, the frozen Phoney War, and the hell of Dunkirk, Rio discovers something impossible. In an abandoned Nazi bunker: **Project Monarch**. An Allied conspiracy to acquire Nazi occult research. The Nazis aren't just building weapons. They're tearing holes in reality. And the Allies don't want to stop them—they want to steal the research first. When British intelligence sends Rio's unit on a "reconnaissance mission" that's actually a death sentence, he realizes the truth. Even the good guys sacrifice innocent lives for power. The conspiracy goes deeper than he imagined. As France falls and Allied armies retreat to Dunkirk, Rio faces an impossible choice: Follow orders and become complicit. Or expose the truth and lose everything. Some soldiers fight for their country. Some fight for survival. Rio fights because he's done being a pawn in someone else's war. But first, he has to survive Dunkirk. -- "The first war is always the hardest. Every war after is just remembering how to die." --- This is a work of fanfiction based on the Call of Duty franchise, owned by Activision. This is a non-commercial creative work created by a fan, for fans. All original characters (Rio Castellanos, Jakub Kowalski, etc.) and original plot elements (Project Monarch conspiracy) are my creation. Historical events and figures are used fictionally. Call of Duty is a trademark of Activision Publishing, Inc. This work is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or sponsored by Activision.

Deepanshu_Setia · Video Games
33 Chs