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Katarina Putri Sifana, a 22-year-old woman, works at the residence of the Erlanga family, one of the richest families in the city of Surabaya. Sifana is forced to become an actor just to get money, Sifana traps Sadam-his employer into becoming the second wife of this rich and handsome man. Sifana did not carry out the plan alone, but involved Sadam's own parents. What really happened? Why did Sadam's parents support Sifana and ignore Tasya, their daughter-in-law?

Abused and thrown away in a container, Mallory, eighteen years old, thinks that this is it; this is how her life is ending and what a tragic life it has been. But fate isn't done with her yet. Hunter Brown, a low-life gangster, is passing by an alleyway when he is alerted by the cries from a rolled-up carpet thrown in a container. She told him to let her die, but he decided to save her life. This is a novel about generations of secrets of the Wraith family being unfolded and an abused and broken girl who has to run for her life while trying to heal and start over. ________________________________________ Mallory entered the dayroom towards the kitchen with a pile of dirty plates stacked in her hands, causing heavy steps.  Seeking this opportunity, a bored Calvin Wraith tripped Mallory when she passed by where he was sitting while playing Snake on his phone. Bang! Handless, Mallory fell to the floor, and all of the plates lay scattered across the room. Mrs Wraith heard the tumult, and she stormed into the room angrily. "Stupid girl!" Mrs. Wraith scolded with a hard slap across Mollory's face. With ringing ears and tears burning in her eyes, Mallory took a short breath and tried to keep her voice steady as she pleaded, "I am sorry Mrs. Wraith. I will clean this up immediately," Mallory bowed her head and heard Calvin chuckle from the sofa, sitting with a grin, "Yes, you will. I want the room to be spotless within an hour," Mrs. Wraith demanded, shoved Mallory aside, and stormed out. "Why did you do that?" Asked Mallory with a strained voice and gazed at Calvin after Mrs. Wraith shut the door. Calvin got up and stopped inches away from a frightened Mallory. He styled his hair with too much wax, and his grey eyes were taunting her, making her more fearful of him. "Don't forget your place, slave," Calvin hissed and grabbed Mallory by the neck and pushed her up against the wall next to the window," Or do you want me to come by your room later tonight and punish you?" He whispered in Mallory's ear while she fought to breathe. She shook her head, and Calvin grinned before he freed her again. Mallory falls to the floor, tears streaming down her face.  "Clean yourself up. If my father sees you like this..." Calvin didn't finish the sentence; he didn't have to, and the raised eyebrow said it all before he left the room laughing.

Five high school students got themselves in trouble fighting with a ghost that was awakened by another five friends. Deborah, a cop from Fosterland town happened to become their savior but in the quest of saving them, the worst evil came and killing became an everyday news in Fosterland.

Experience true horror with this chilling collection of stories inspired by real-life events. From the twisted minds of history's most notorious serial killers, comes a macabre selection of tales guaranteed to leave you speechless. Beware, this is not for the faint of heart.

A collection of short horror stories. Come dive into the realm of darkness and terror. Let your primal fear consume you. There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide. Evil will hunt you. It will taunt you and it will ultimately destroy you until there's nothing left to do but SCREAM!

He is the former assassin. They are the forgotten child. Odd combination to bring down the biggest organization for those who sit on the throne are the one who responsible of their misery. How far can they take to bring down those who disguise behind kindness yet the evil lurk in the darkness for it cost them so much more than they can imagine.

About a woman who will teach you to love your life and live your life to the fullest as long as you're still alive.

Zhu Yang knew that tomorrow she would be killed by a female ghost, so before her death, she drank a lot*. The next day, because he was so drunk, the house was a mess. The TV had a half-drilled**-out female ghost stuck in it. The female ghost was already dead! All of her disloyal friends*** accused her of being cruel and killing the female ghost. Zhu Yang: I’m not! I didn’t! Don’t talk nonsense! I am a delicate and flower()-like lady that can only scream when encountering scary things! About that, the female ghost that thought she killed this guy, but got killed back, would like to speak.

I can't choose when I will born. I can't choose the one who will give birth to me. I am fully aware of it. But, why? Why it has to be me of all the people? Can't I just get a normal and happy life like the other? I envy them, I envy you, I envy everyone. Don't show me that smiling faces! Don't let me hear your happy laughs! Don't brag about how good your relationship with your family! "I hate myself!" I screamed, no one heard me. I talked, no one listened to me. I cried for help, no one noticed me. ——— "This choice might change your entire life. Are you sure about this?" "So what? Do you think I will care about that?" "Your life's still long. I know how frustrated you are, but you can't just throw everything aside—" "I know what you want to say. But... Don't talk as if you have had it before!" The talk was unfolding in a room that was filled by two chairs and a small desk. The room has only one door and a big square mirror in front of the desk. A boy with disheveled hair and ragged cloth, sitting on the chair while looking sharply at a man in front of him. His body was supported by his hands on the table. His hands were trembling, but not because of what he just said. It's because what he had been through. "Life, is just too much for me." And so, rain pouring down from his eyes. Mom! —was the only word he thought at the moment.

A house where those who enter, never set foot in the outside world again, for once you've gotten in, there is no such thing of getting out. *A/N: This is a story I made back in year 7 (6th grade), so I apologise in advance for how jumpy, short and cliché the storyline is. Read at your own discretion lmao.