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Let Me Eat Your Fears.
When people die Do they go to an after life? Do they Burn in hell? Or do they live peacefully in heaven? Unfortunately Chris Lincon will not know the answer. After being hit by a car, whiles walking to work Chris Lincoln finds himself net to his body not as a spirit but a floating black ball that no one else can see. If this is not surprising enough a system came to him, telling him that he has to eat other's fears to stay alive and get stronger. read along as Chris becomes the reason Even gods are afraid to sleep. -
Cursed Blood: Abduction
Combat mages are no stranger to performing strange tasks. Especially when, in case of refusal, you are promised amnesia and expulsion from your dear educational institution. Helping ghouls? Okay. Return a dangerous artefact? All right. Fight with those who possess unknown magic? Um... let's say. Try to get out of this mess alive? Not even discussed! But what if everything turns out not to be what it looks like? [Story has many leading characters, I hope those who are not accustomed to such narration method will quickly get used to it and start enjoying the book, immersing in its fascinating world!] --------------------------------------------------------------------- 2-3 chapters every week, depending on readers' interest. Don't hesitate to like, leave a comments/reviews and subscribe. It definitely will motivate me to keep going. Also, feel free to notify about mistakes in the text if you see any. I would appreciate it if you do so. Enjoy the story! -
Blood & Silver
In a world where otherworldly beings lurk in the shadows of dreams, a teenage boy named Kai finds himself in a perilous situation. Thanks to an unknown substance, humans known as conduits begin to appear, capable of interacting with these mysterious entities. Kai is thrust into the midst of three factions vying for power. As he navigates this dangerous new reality, he must decide who to side with and figure out how to survive. Will Kai manage to find his place in this altered world, or will he be consumed by the forces at play? -
A Simple Wanderer
A scar has been carved through the Earth, a jagged canyon extends from the distance. At its end, it's deepest section, waves of heat distort view betone recognition. The crater bleeds molten rock down it's sides, still hot from this landmark's creation. The shadowy visage of a humanoid figure becomes recognisable as it comes further from the pit of magma that is the deepest part of the site. It stumbles, and light shining on its front reveals what looks like a human. Blood streaks down from its closed eyes, drawing lines in the layer of soot coating it. The soot covers it's body, but the light pink of it's exposed muscle couldn't be fully hidden. The skin covering it's heels and back was missing, having been worn onto the rock it parted. There would also be a bit spread through the atmosphere from the entry, but most of what is missing was taken upon impact. "Oh f*ck that hurt like a b*tch. Not my best landing." the creature groaned as it ran it's hands over the wounds. It then reached up and grabbed the dirtied skin of it's skull, and tore it apart like a seam. It ripped it down around his torso, having to push it along his arms like removing a too-tight sock. At the hands, it had to pull the finger tips away like a glove before peeling the skin off completely. The legs and feet were dealt with similarly. Stepping out of its own skin, muscle clear to the air with the exception of what the rock coated in soot, it says "Whelp, new world, new me!" in a tone much lighter than the situation would call for. Hello there. I'm a native English speaker/writer, so I like to think I know what I'm doing with this stuff but really though, I don't. So please correct any of my grammatical, cultural, or progressional (plot) errors in the chapter comments. I'm writing this for fun and to prove that if authors actually think for more than half a second when developing their stories, it can actually be good. I won't be updating very often unless this is met with an abnormally good reception, but yeah. Hope you enjoy! -
The Cosmopolitan Bloodline
Death and Life, The One Who Borders around the margins is the only one who may accomplish the supremacy. They may only be the one to achieve the bloodline of different beasts within themselves, for they are neither here nor there..... Kain Prestige, a boy belonging to an ordinary working class family looks at great ancient monsters written in tombs with high interest. Their powers a source of intrigue and mystery instead of fear for him, yet he could never be a scholar of those tombs for his education had already stopped when his father was killed in a brutal gang war and he had to take the reigns at a young age. One day while walking home, he discovered someone crying on the side of the road, unknown to him this act of kindness was going to be the catalyst to his life, and kickstart his journey. "I'm not someone to tame the monster, no that is not me! I'm the monster..." Author's note: Don't judge by cover pic or synopsis, do check out the first few chapters and leave a review so that I can improve -
BODY APOCALYPES
Yo nawmin found himself looking at a hobyist by the name of 'hands12min' a hobyist whom make body horror hand drawings, he find it instresting seeing the well-made hand drawing that he forgot the meaning of the drawing, the meaning why the creator decided to only draw body horror hand, yet the creator–who knew that yo nawmin only saw the art not the meaning decided to text him with a diffrent account. a hand was now visible in theyre faces, the walking passerbyer,the mail-man,heck even the teachers! yet people seem to not mind or see theyre face who now have a hand crawling on theyre faces, it seems only yo nawmin can see the hand disturbingly move around theyre body. yo nawmin clutches his hands, he bit his lips trying not to scream as he saw hands now was crawling on his feets, yo nawmin really want to swing his leg. but now he cant as his body was being kept by hands from the wall. something yank yo nawmin as it save him from the hands flooding in his school. it seem to saw the hands on theyre faces, and yo nawmon see the person who save him have a real–human faces with no hand on theyre head crawling on theyre body. yo nawmin wanted to cry as he saw a human who finnally look like a human. a story about a body–horror apocalypes that started after yo nawmin was contact by a person by the name of 'Handmedown5' or 'hands12min' he found himself exploring the world with a group that seem to saw the horror, but they saw not hands–but legs,head,even eyes that were moving on theyre bodies,they learn to explore the world togheter and live seeing the body moving on others. -
A Certain Zombie Rises Again(axed)
Tsubasa Hanzou, is a 30-year old former boxer, now a salaryman. He gave up on life. Repetitiveness in each day, just like living in a time loop. But one peculiar day, something unusual happened. He takes a bath, wears his work attire like normal, and arranges important stuff in his backpack. He opened the door with his hands trembling, feeling the chilling wind, the shining sun, and the monochromatic view of the outside. He forgets to pay his apartment rent. As he knocked on the local landlord's door with vigor and strength a couple of times, he barged in. He walked inside the eerie room, and... Blood. -
The Identity Thief
My friend, Michelle is and always has been close with me. But these days, I found her actions everyday odd. What may cause this? — I am Michelle. Or at least, what remains of her. I will someday find my courage to confess my love to him. But till that happen, I will stay awake. — A rumor has spread out in the town of Maquiling. That there was an shape shifting monster on the loose that steals its memories, and identity. To others, it may be a rumor, but to those who know, it's the truth. But that truth is the last they'll ever know. -
Hal and Mavis
In the year 2030, mutations in the human genome grew. At first, they were smaller changes, like green hair, and grey eyes… But later. Major changes in the human genome began to occur. Very major changes. The Mutant intelligence and Care Enterprise (M.I.C.E.) was established in 2043 to combat the growing rate of mutant crime across the globe. Agents are promised a livable wage and other benefits. But must put their life in danger day in and day out to capture criminal mutants. Hal, a longtime solo M.I.C.E agent. Is finally assigned a partner. And who else could it be but his academy mentor who trained him. The girl he always had a crush on… -
Red ties one's fate
'Red ties one's fate' illustrates a world of infinite possibilities that are tied in tandem with the strings of fate. Red threads are created and destroyed with ever action and thought of a person. Thus, influencing that persons future and likeliness of experiencing a certain outcome. 'Red ties one's fate is a novel of a charter who defies this rule of his won world and yet will eventually gain the power to influence such rules to his own benefit, whether it be conscious or not. -
A Price to Be Paid
Darnall is a mysterious merchant, one with the power to give you anything you want. At a price, of course. Follow his journey through his world, and learn secrets that were better off hidden... (**Warning! This will contain things that may be considered triggering or offensive, such as racism, sexism, etc.**) -
My mother, Selene.
An experiment opened a portal to the unknown, and anomalies called the 'Drifters' soon plunged the world into chaos. Reginald, a boy who lost his family to the apocalyptic disaster was trained by his adoptive mother Selene, one of the founders of the last shelter "Aegis". Their mission is to give protection to the abandoned.
