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I was suddenly hit by a truck while breaking quarantine. Then I got reincarnated into the otome game I quit because I hated the heroine options and the male leads! I vowed to not be meek and to not rely on the male leads, I can survive on my own!

"You will be alone at the end of this, Annette. I'm sparing you from becoming too close because once Silent Hill is purified. After the battle there, are no possibilities for us, the dead, love no one. Something I never told you, while I told you the story of my childhood. I didn't make it out of that event alive; neither did the cults, remember people were dying, and nobody could find the bodies. No one made it out of Silent Hill. The people you see roaming are phantoms, living their lives as if they were still living, lost souls trapped in a town that they doomed. The ashes from Silent Hill are all that is left, the coal fires burning underneath. Though we are fighting to save Silent Hill, we are fighting for freedom, eternal rest." Tears threatened to come from my eyes, but before I could mourn, the sound of sirens registered, this was the final battle to save Silent Hill. Copyright: The Prologue/Part one does not belong to me, it belongs to the makers of Silent Hill the first movie. Konami use to own Silent, not really sure if that is case today or not, it's been awhile since I've dealt with the series. The rest of the story is my idea, I had gotten idea's for Destiny Crossroads from the remake of Final Fantasy 7, but I had put my own spin to it.

Mana... Magic... blessings they are all sources of power... But what u have underneath ur shirt is true power. You have harnessed my masters power far long enough.... NOW LET IT OUT WITHOUT HESITATION..., BRING IT TO ME... COME FORTH... MY HYDRA..!!

[My WSA 2024 Entry novel! Please vote] Sanctuary—a word that conjures visions of peace, protection, and unyielding safety. But what truly defines a place as a sanctuary? Can any refuge withstand the relentless forces of destruction, or does it take something more—a spirit of defiance and hope? For Ruseigner and Mae Yakane, renowned wildlife conservationists and environmentalists, the word became their life's mission. As the march of human progress devoured the natural world, the Yakanes spearheaded a monumental effort to carve out a haven for the threatened wildlife and ecosystems they cherished. With global support, they set out to create a sanctuary—a symbol of hope in a world teetering on the brink of environmental collapse. But fate is a cruel architect. Just as their dream took shape, tragedy struck. Ruseigner and Mae were lost, leaving their vision unfinished. Their son, Froja Yakane, inherited not just their legacy but the weight of their unfulfilled promise. At just 19, Froja’s life was stolen by an assassin’s hand. In his final breath, he vowed to seize any chance at redemption—to be stronger, bolder, and more relentless in pursuing his parents’ dream. And fate, for once, showed mercy. Reborn in a parallel world, Froja becomes Canna—a young man with a second chance to build the sanctuary his parents envisioned. But this world is far from welcoming. As Canna traverses lands filled with strange races and uncharted territories, he faces challenges that test his resolve and his belief in the very concept of sanctuary. Enemies, both seen and unseen, conspire to crush his efforts, but in the darkest of moments, Canna finds allies in the most unexpected places. Through trials of strength, cunning, and heart, Canna learns that a true sanctuary isn’t just a place—it’s a beacon of hope, a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, and a defiance against the forces of chaos. Will Canna succeed in creating the sanctuary his parents dreamed of, or will he be consumed by the perils of this new world? In a tale of courage, transformation, and unwavering determination, Canna’s journey will reveal the true meaning of sanctuary—and the price one must pay to protect it.

“Watch your mouth Princess or I’m going to have to put it to work” I say huskily while pressing against her. I can feel her shivering but its obvious by the look in her face she is not going to let me know she is enjoying this. “In your dreams *ssh*l*, now let go of me” she says trying to push me away but I’m stronger. “That’s not what your body is telling me, I can smell your arousal” I groan as I smell her sweet scent that makes my wolf push forward, but I quickly push him back.

These are each 1Chapter Horror short Stories

Updates: This is still a work in progress I will try to update every Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday Synopsis: When an author hears about the murder of a family and decides to move to the house in which the family was murdered in strange things begin to happen.

In a hidden dimension, older and wilder than our own, an ancient power plays games with fate and destiny. Bored with endless eons of lonely cultivation, this entity has become obsessed with manipulating mortals as they struggle with love, betrayal, and trifling squabbles. But when a mortal dies, an insignificant action brings about an irreversible change. On Earth, Sith lived a monotonous life. Days bled into nights, no goal in life, except the unattainable Hailey Constantine. His pathetic simping reached legendary proportions, finally causing his death in the name of love. His reward? A swift death and a voice ringing in his now formless mind: "Hidden Mission Completed: Die for Love. Welcome to the Simping System. Objective: Become the Playboy Supreme." Now, armed with mysterious powers and an even more confusing system, he must navigate this new world. Ancient powers, supreme bloodlines, arcane lands, and the relentless pursuit of love (or is it lust?) await. One misstep, and he risks becoming a pawn in a vast universal game. It seems his old simping ways might have inadvertently prepared him for a much greater battle: survival in a world where the gods themselves are a little bit petty.

He felt his whole being swept away by the melody and gentleness of her soft voice. He can't help but crave to hear her every single, second, hour, minute, and hour all the days of his life. The more he listened the more he found himself getting drunk and attached to her. Slowly, his longings and cravings grew into an addiction to an obsession that he couldn't sleep or think straight without hearing her. As he tries to deny his growing feelings the possessive beast in him yearns to capture her soul, attention, and everything within she owned to himself. Unknown to him his addiction has slowly started to turn from obsession to possessiveness growing into love. __  A chance encounter that brings two souls together and develops a very twisted and beautiful story between them. Sour to bitter moreover love. Malone was born a jade beauty and jewel of her parents. She ventures into the crude world to survive by all means after losing her father in a homicide accident. She and her mother were left to battle the bills and disgrace from the loan shark, money used to settle the damages after the accident. Her life changed the day she unknowingly caught the interest of a well-known billionaire mafia Alexon while working as a singer in a combo club.  — It was a lovely scene to behold. Her soft and mellow voice which can be referred to as a golden one rings and captures the hearts of every man present in the club putting them in a trance, while their hungry eyes lock on her slender body swinging from side to side as she hypnotizes them with her angelic voice. Her smiles melted their hearts. The sharp contrast of her purple hair radiates with her creamy skin. It was unknown to her the cold gaze locked on her from the first floor of the club through the closed VIP doors. How will she be able to escape from the clutches of the well-known billionaire mafia? Will Alexon realize his deep feelings before it's too late? What will Malonei do when she realizes behind her father's death lies untold stories and secrets related to Alexon? — "I think you are mistaken, I…. Don't know. You?" She explains with her shuddering eyes filled with fear. He smirks lightly looking down at her slender features. "Please don't…" her unfinished words were cut short as he placed his smooth fingers on her plump lips. "Ssh…. Don't say a word." He commanded with his deep and sexy voice. His words alone were filled with a heavyweight She stared wide-eyed, with her heart pounding hard in her chest. He stands tall towering above her while sizing her up. The light in his eyes changed to the one that craves desires and lust. The weird feeling kept growing in her, making her fold her palms tightly on her knees while sitting on the cold floor, her eyes staring at him full of panic.  "Moan for me…" he suddenly said, breaking the cold silence. She looks confused opening and closing her mouth. "You heard me, MOAN!" He declared. Join The Mafia Dangerous Love –Maloney to find out the twists and crannies behind their untold love story. Warning, The content is rated matured, it's cordially advised to read at your own risk.