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In a world ruled by Paths, people are not born free— they are classified. Every individual walks a single Path, an existential law shaped by the soul, by early choices, and by wounds that cannot be seen. Some follow the Path of power. Some chase glory. And some… disappear. This is not the story of a hero seeking a throne, nor a tale of triumph over evil. It is the story of those who tried to understand the world— only to discover that understanding itself can be a curse. From academies to battlefields, to ascension rituals that recognize no morality, the fates of brothers, teachers, students, and traitors intertwine in a web of irreversible decisions. Here, power is not measured by what you destroy, but by what you are willing to let go of. And here, you may reach the summit— only to realize that the fall was part of the path from the very beginning. A dark fantasy novel about Paths, choice, and the price one must pay when refusing to become a tool— even if it costs everything.

THE WORLD ENDED AT 9:00 AM. Jax was just another data entry clerk, hiding her tattoos and her past to fit into a corporate cubicle. But when a biological wildfire-a terrifying cross-strain disease-tears through the city, the girl who was afraid of being noticed is the only one who knows how to survive. The "Infected" aren't the slow-moving dead of movies. They are high-velocity hunters, capable of leaping from high-rises and snapping their own broken limbs back into place through sheer muscular contraction. Armed with only a sharpened paper trimmer blade and a lifetime of anatomical knowledge, Jax must lead a ragtag group of coworkers-a high-powered lawyer, a cynical maintenance man, and a terrified intern-through the concrete throat of a dying city. From the claustrophobic darkness of subway tunnels to a desperate stand in a blood-slicked bodega, the group has fought their way to Jax's apartment. They have the supplies. They have the tactical gear. They even have a "kill-zone" prepared in the stairwell. But as the power grid fails and the internet goes dark, the true cost of survival begins to set in. Jax knows that in this new world, being a hero can get you killed-and the price of living until tomorrow might be the very humanity they are trying to save. In a city that never sleeps, the only thing louder than the screams is the silence of those left behind.

When a bullet leaves the gun, it either hits the target… or it misses. To survive, our heroes must embark on a secret mission—one shrouded in danger, mystery, and impossible choices. A mission that will decide their fate. When the countdown begins… there’s no turning back. Disclaimer : This story contains a few scenes that some readers may find scary or slightly graphic and i tried my best to reduce them as much as possible, as they were more bloody. Please avoid reading if such content may cause discomfort. formerly titled " The Countdown ( season one ) " This story was previously published on another platform under my account. I am the original author.

“There’s nothing to hide anymore..” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gray fur, silver streak, golden and icy blue eyes. Ash Stormclaw is the runt no one believes in… except himself. Alone, hunter and unsure who to trust, every step could be his last. After losing his own little sister in the middle of a battle between two packs, he had lost her. Or did he? Can he get his sister back—or will the wilderness swallow him whole?

She was a Mage. He was Human. There was a Witch Hunt. She was targeted. He refused to lose her. They had allies. They had enemies. In Book 1, follow Coralis Golmar, AKA Blue Thunder, as she discovers some truths about herself while many people seek her out. As she conciliates two full-time jobs, she tries to hide what she is from the human-kind. Meanwhile, the list of people wanting her dead grew. As the true enemies bring forth a witch-hunt to eliminate their threats, she finds herself in the middle of a mythical war. Meanwhile, she worries about her human boyfriend. As tensions among factions rise and culminate, she realizes one thing: if she wants to survive, she needs to be more brutal and deadlier than those wanting her dead. What will she be willing to do to protect her loved ones? Trigger warning and disclaimer: While I do not glorify abuse, the topic is mentioned and implied in some passages. Some chapters are violent, and the violence is gory and brutal.

In the boundless continent of Eryndor, Heaven does not judge by talent, blood, or effort—only by luck. Every soul is painted with a color of fate: black for the forgotten mortals, white for those clinging to faint hope, crimson and red for the promising few, blazing orange for the chosen ones, and legendary blue for sovereigns who can rewrite nations. Cultivation is the art of harmonizing with this painted destiny—through virtue that grants swift breakthroughs and effortless duels, or through sin that drags every step into torment. To rise is to master luck itself. Bayley Lone begins as nothing: an orphaned boy on a forgotten mountain, his family erased by betrayal and greed, his luck thread thin and fragile white. Yet when ancient secrets awaken within him—secrets of a sealed organ, a ruthless ceremony, and a foundation forged from forbidden herbs—he realizes one chilling truth: Heaven may paint fate, but the painter can be outplayed. Cold, calculating, and patient to the bone, Bayley descends from his isolated peak into the shadowed borderlands of the Trick Region. With nothing but a long-unpaid life-debt and an iron will, he infiltrates sects, navigates root clans, and carves a path through a world where allies become stepping stones, trust is a luxury, and every victory is paid in blood. In this dark xianxia of ambition and cunning, there are no righteous heroes and no merciful heavens—only survivors who learn to turn fragile white luck into something far deadlier. Will Bayley become another forgotten thread in Heaven’s tapestry… or will he tear the entire canvas apart? Cultivation World of Luck Synergy Ruthless progression. Calculated betrayal. Unyielding ambition. A gripping tale of a man who refuses to let fate decide his end.

ILLUSION FORMS — THE SAGA OF HIDDEN IDENTITY "Can a single thought become a death sentence? Can a spoken word reshape reality?" Legend speaks of an ancient era where power was so absolute that even a faint thought of betrayal or harm towards the Supreme beings resulted in instant death, regardless of distance. Their every word was an immutable law, and their 'Vows' were unbreakable chains of destiny. It is said that these terrifying powers were eventually bound within primordial Seals, for no mortal vessel could ever contain such a devastating cosmic weight without shattering. But where those powers went remains the world's greatest mystery. In a modern era dominated by vampires and shadows, three strangers find themselves entangled in a fate they cannot comprehend: The Silent Mask: A child who survives behind a fragile veil of innocence. Trusting no one and relying only on himself, he is a master of manipulation, subtly controlling the minds and circumstances of those around him for his own protection. He is the quiet storm that no one sees coming. The Invisible Pull: A youth with defiant eyes and unwavering confidence. He is haunted by an unexplainable magnetic pull toward people he has never met, as if his very soul is searching for its missing fragments. The Stern Shell: A ruthless protector who has turned his heart into stone to shield his own. Wary of outsiders and fiercely loyal, he guards his secrets with a cold, lethal precision. As the ancient Seals begin to crack, a terrifying question arises: Are these three merely victims of fate, or are they the very catastrophe the world tried to lock away? "A true ruler does not need a blade to conquer. He only needs to speak—and the world shall kneel."

In a world vast—far beyond the scope of human perception. A world where all kinds of treasures and secrets lie hidden, yet humans still clash over power while a far greater threat looms over them. Amid pain, suffering, fleeting joys, and even moments of true happiness—whether among the noble or the common, whether with family or strangers—when survival becomes the ultimate goal, the true nature of humanity emerges. Anas, guided by what humans fear and despise most—curiosity and the pursuit of survival—along with his companions, traverses this expansive world. But can this world hold more than just pain, suffering, and chaos? Or will it crush them on their path toward their goal? Perhaps it will transform them into something they never imagined… or maybe something they did. No one knows, right? Even amid ruins and blood, a lily always manages to break the rules and bloom, mocking the world itself. Or will it be cut down? In the end… nothing ever goes according to plan in this world. Can you adapt to the unexpected, or will you let it crush you?

After living her life as one of the creators of the almighty empire, empress is punished for the wrong doings in her life. Hunted by the memories but also by someone else. In that reality she can either be caught or catch the hunter. The question is what are they willing to sacrifice in order to achieve the final goal and how much are they willing to sacrifice. You are invited to join this royal hunt. May your stay be comfortable and may God be with you.

A world of Beast, Humans and magic…Will Hector find the secrets of his origins…

My arm ached where the needle pierced the vein. Already, my fingers were numb, spots spinning in front of my eyes. Something clattered onto the pavement. The needle. It must have slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace that I'd felt since...ever. But that was okay. It meant that there was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. Well, perhaps there would be a few, but they could always find others to extract their cruel, sadistic pleasure from. My last breath was rough and shallow, the last beat of my heart pitifully fail. I sank to the alley floor, eyes closing, welcoming the blessed nothingness of the end. Only...death was supposed to be dark, wasn't it? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

Matthias Eisenblut was a German soldier in the mud and blood of WW1. Now that it is done, he finds himself a mutant after accidentally drinking some blood that awakens his previously dormant X Gene. Marvel universe fanfiction MC's power will work kinda like All For One's from MHA but also not. He needs blood for it to work and can't give power to others.

The morgue is a place of silence, protocol, and the cold reality of death-the perfect sanctuary for Ash. As a forensic assistant with a penchant for heavy metal and a "wake-and-bake" morning routine, Ash finds comfort in the clinical detachment of the autopsy suite. She's used to the coppery tang of old blood and the hiss of negative pressure vents. But when Jane Doe 7 arrives on her table-a victim of manual strangulation-the silence of the morgue begins to feel like a threat. What starts as a morbid curiosity turns into a living nightmare when Ash realizes she isn't alone among the dead. A shadow is watching from the corners of the lab, a predator who knows her name, her habits, and the intimate details of her life outside the hospital walls. From chilling phone calls whispered in German to "gifts" left in her locked apartment and car-an antique silver thimble and surveillance photos of her most vulnerable moments-the "Narr" (the Fool) is playing a calculated game. He isn't just a killer; he's an insider with admin-level access, turning Ash's workplace into his own personal observation deck. As the line between the hunter and the hunted blurs, Ash must use her forensic training to process the living instead of the dead. With her two best friends, Leo and Chloe, caught in the crosshairs, Ash digs into the "Unlisted Inventory"-a trail of forgotten women that the system has discarded, but the Narr has claimed. In a world of woven filigree and formaldehyde, Ash must find the man behind the mask before she becomes the final item in his macabre inventory. Because in this game, the Narr is writing the script-and he's decided that Ash is the leading lady.

Ongoing new Russia Novel Bangladesh novel Author’s Note21+ Ninel Nastasya Anna (Writer Oriniska) This is the final chapter of The Fate of the Shadow. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for reading, supporting, and staying with this story until the very last word. I hope their fate, choices, and shadows remain with you long after the final chapter. — Author Anna ⚠️ Age Advisory (21+) This story is intended for readers aged 21 and above. It contains adult themes, intense emotional conflict, dark elements, violence, and psychological tension. Please read responsibly and at your own discretion. Copyright Notice © 2025–2028, Ninel Nastasya Anna Orinska. All rights reserved. The Fate of the Shadow is an original work by Ninel Nastasya Anna. No part of this story may be reproduced, copied, translated, distributed, or transmitted in any form without prior written permission from the author, except for brief quotations used in reviews or other non-commercial purposes permitted by law. Written & Illustrated by: Ninel Nastasya Anna Orinska Languages: Bengali, English, Russian First Edition: 2028 Story Overview — The Fate of the Shadow Alia is a brave and intelligent woman carrying deep secrets hidden within her family and true identity. Her search for truth leads her into dangerous missions, covert operations, and a world shrouded in shadows. Along the way, she encounters Viktor—a mysterious man shaped by a dark, violent past. Their collision sparks a complex relationship—built on trust, betrayal, desire, and conflict. Together, they navigate a brutal underworld where loyalty is tested, love becomes a weapon, and survival comes at the highest price. Genres & Themes Dark Romance Dual Lives & Secret Missions Action, Thriller & Adventure Mafia & Criminal Underworld Royal Bloodlines & Traditions Betrayal & Revenge Drug Trade & Dark Networks Intense Chemistry & Psychological Conflict Power Struggles & Control Loyalty vs Duty Character Profile — Alia Skills Summary Alia is a highly trained operative and versatile warrior, excelling in physical, psychological, and technological combat. Martial Arts Expertise: Taekwondo, Krav Maga, Jiu-Jitsu, advanced hand-to-hand combat. Weapons Mastery: Expert in sniper rifles, handguns, submachine guns (SMGs), and specialized firearms with exceptional precision. Psychological Warfare: Skilled at destabilizing opponents through manipulation, mental tactics, and strategic deception. Technology & Cyber Espionage: Proficient in hacking, encryption bypass, cybersecurity infiltration, drone operation, and covert surveillance.Character Profile — Viktor Skills Summary Viktor is a highly skilled operative and strategic enforcer, shaped by a dark, violent past and honed in covert operations and criminal underworld networks. He excels in psychological manipulation, combat strategy, and high-stakes intelligence missions. Combat Expertise: Master in hand-to-hand combat, Krav Maga, close-quarter tactics, and disarming opponents. Exceptional skill in firearms, including sniper rifles, assault rifles, pistols, and specialized tactical weapons. Psychological Warfare: Adept at destabilizing targets through intimidation, deception, and mental manipulation. Expert in reading opponents’ behavior and exploiting weaknesses. Intelligence & Covert Operations: Skilled in surveillance, counter-surveillance, infiltration, and extraction missions. Proficient in cybersecurity, hacking, encryption bypass, and covert communication techniques. Strategic Leadership: Capable of planning high-risk missions, manipulating power dynamics, and controlling outcomes. Operates in morally gray areas where loyalty, survival, and control are constantly tested.Due to account limitations, I am unable to officially mark this story as “complete on Webnovel. However, I want all my readers to know—this is truly the end of the journey for these characters. Their story ends here.

synopsis: Born into a royal family surrounded by secrets, Famoura Felòenz grows up curious, brave, and unwilling to blindly follow the rules of her kingdom. The castle is beautiful, but behind its walls lies a history people whisper about with fear — especially the name of her grandmother, Margaret, whose past still haunts the people of the kingdom. When Famoura turns eleven years old, she and her four closest friends — three boys and one girl — secretly visit an old, abandoned town library. They often go there to study and talk about ideas that are forbidden in the kingdom. Famoura dreams of a future where women have equal rights, and her friends support her courage. But during one of their secret visits, something strange happens. One of her friends accidentally falls against an old shelf, revealing a hidden door that leads to a mysterious underground library. When the children enter, they discover something unbelievable. Small mysterious guardians appear from the shadows of the library. These magical beings warn them: "Leave this place immediately, or we will erase your memories. This place is dangerous for children." Terrified, all the friends decide to leave. Famoura, however, wants to stay and learn more. Still, her friends pull her away and take her back home. Meanwhile, Princess Marie arrives at the castle with a special gift for Famoura. She explains that the gift was given to Famoura on the day she was born, but no one ever told her about it before. When Famoura opens the gift, she finds a strange book. Every page inside the book is completely plain and maroon-colored, with no visible writing at all. Days later, something mysterious happens. One morning, sunlight falls on the open pages of the book, and suddenly shimmering handwritten words begin to appear, glowing in the light. Shocked and excited, Famoura wraps her scarf around her shoulders, takes the mysterious book, and goes back to the old library with her friends. As soon as they enter, the library guardians appear again and angrily say: "You have returned! Now your memories must be erased." Just as they begin to cast their magic, Famoura quickly shows them the strange book. The moment the guardian sees it, he freezes in shock. His expression changes instantly. He bows respectfully and asks: "Are you… Famoura Felòenz?" All of Famoura’s friends look at her in surprise. The guardian apologizes and explains that Famoura has the power to discover the truth of the Parallel World. Confused, Famoura asks what truth he is talking about. The guardian gently approaches her, kisses her hand respectfully, and whispers: "Never think of yourself as ordinary. There are many secrets about you that I cannot reveal yet, because your life would be in danger. But I can show you the path." He removes a glowing pendant from his neck and uses its light to reveal a magical map. He explains that if Famoura wants to discover her true history and the hidden truth of her kingdom, she must travel to a Parallel Universe. But the path to that world is extremely dangerous. To reach it, she must face a terrifying entity known as Baby Evil. The guardian warns her that her life will be at great risk. "I wish you would choose a normal life instead," he says softly. "But I know you will not." He places the glowing pendant into Famoura’s hand. "Keep this. It will help you when you face danger. Whenever you are lost, I will appear to guide you. I believe you will succeed… because sooner or later, this destiny will find you." Determined to uncover the truth, Famoura decides to follow the path shown by the guardian and begins her journey toward the mysterious Baby Evil. And from that moment… her real adventure begins.

A short story, which is told through the lenses of every sense of the human body in high graphic detail, except the one we most rely on: Vision.

Sixteen strangers gather in a sprawling, eerie house, ready for a night of games and secrets. But when the first night falls, the house chooses who may leave—and terror begins. One by one, trust fractures, fears rise, and the line between friend and foe blurs. In this house, nothing is what it seems, and the night is only just beginning.