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AUTHOR NOTE 14.05.2024: Hello all! Sorry for the long wait, I wrote myself into a literal corner and realised I have to retcon a few things in arc 4 before I can move on with the story. Will try to get this fixed in the soonest! Really sorry for the wait TT o TT **** Infinite/Unlimited Flow horror BL novel Might be a parody. And MC might be a villain.... 1v1 Introducing: A suicidal and bored MC and… wait, where the f&?! is the ML?! *** Lam Thanh Van believes it’s about time someone ended his miserable life. But being an immortal has hindered his path to Hell. Scratch that, Hell is off limits with the terrifying speed his body stitches itself back together, no matter how much someone might hack him to pieces. With such a long and torturous life of trying to finish himself and failing miserably, he imagines that his death would be grand, like slaying a dragon - or a very persistent cockroach. Now, the only problem was finding a hero worthy of such a cause. *** [The last player has arrived. Players, prepare for briefing.] [Welcome to the annual 2023rd survival championship.] The grand doors to the dome slowly pulled close, drawing everyone’s gazes over to the lone figure standing by himself, like a rabbit frozen in the headlights. In front of the sea of players, fawn eyes dilated with fright. Fresh tears still clung to the lashes that framed the eyes so green they reminded the people of ocean waves crashing to the white sandy shore. Long limbs were clad in a simple T-shirt with a pair of washed-out jeans hugging his slim waist. Messy lavender hair and snow-white skin tinted with faint pink seemed ethereal in the scene. Like a magnolia tree growing in the desert… or a white lotus sprouting from a pile of bullshit. One brave individual broke away from the herd, cold eyes set on the last player. ”Stay with us if you want to live.” Lam Thanh Van raised his gaze up to the looming man, green eyes drenched with tears, his lips trembling as he could only muster a nod. [All players, scenario one will commence now. Good luck and try not to die.] —— When nothing is as it seems - who can you trust? ML: Not the author, that’s for sure. The synopsis is just one huge clickbait- *Author smacks this insolent child with a hardcover edition of the Bible*: Quiet, you! Or I won’t let you appear even after the halfway mark! MC: … You evil bish!! —- T/W: This is mature content. A sprinkle of horror, a teaspoon of gore, topped with a handful of clownery. Some papapa is added as a garnish at the end. Consume at your own digression. A/N: This is an original work by LinShui. The cover is not mine, as I have negative skills in any illustrative art. Will commission for a cover when I’m no longer a broke bish. Do let me know if this is your art and you want to take it down, thanks! #unrequitedlove

Seorang pria tua, seorang pemuda dan seorang anak perempuan, ketiganya berdiri di atas padang rumput nan luas, di bawah langit yang bersih dari awan. Sang anak perempuan memandang keadaan di sekelilingnya dengan mata berbinar. Sebelumnya ia harus melewati padang salju dan lorong kecil yang gelap, jadi wajar kalau benaknya kini dipenuhi pertanyaan. “Grandpa, tempat apa ini?” Sang pria tua berlutut di hadapan cucunya sebelum dengan lembut ia menjawab. “Penduduk lokal menyebut tempat ini Benua Amstell.” “. . . Benua Amstell?” Sang anak perempuan memiringkan kepala mungilnya sementara kakeknya melanjutkan. “Delapan tahun yang lalu Grandma menemukan tempat ini secara tidak sengaja, sayangnya di tempat ini pula Grandma meninggal. Jadi, maukah kau membantu Grandpa menjaga tempat peristirahatan terakhir Grandma ini?” Sang anak perempuan mengangguk mantap sebelum menjawab. “Tentu saja, Claire akan menjaga tempat ini dengan sekuat tenaga.” Sang pria tua lalu menoleh ke arah pemuda di sampingnya sebelum berkata. “O’Neil, kau tahu aku dan Samantha memperlakukanmu seperti anak kami sendiri, dan kami tahu kau memutuskan masuk militer karena tidak mau bersaing dengan Robert dalam mengelola korporasi yang akan kami tinggalkan, meski bakatmu dalam berbisnis jauh lebih baik.” “. . .” “Tapi setidaknya berjanjilah kau akan membantu Claire menjaga tempat ini, karena begitu keberadaan Nouel diketahui, seluruh dunia akan memperebutkan tempat ini.” “Anggap sudah terlaksana.” Jawab Sang Pemuda dengan kasual, namun Sang Pria Tua seketika tersenyum karena ia tahu anak angkatnya tersebut tidak pernah mengingkari kata-kata yang ia ucapkan. *****

With the brick wall broken, and her mind on the verge of collapse, truths unravel, and ties are broken. ----------------------- "Behind Rose-Tinted Glasses", is a compilation of short stories featuring women, mostly of Igbo heritage, who try to overcome the challenges set before them. Will their fight against society, their imperfections, and their demons, be worth the while? Will the relationships they form be their redemption, or their end. ---------------------------- “How dare you” s, filled my head, beating me down with full force to the ground. Where was Nene? Couldn’t she hear his voice? Why could she not hear it? The whole village must have heard it by now. ---------------------------- Photo Credits, or book cover art: Mathilde Crétier It was gotten off of Pinterest.

“Lalaki lang ako, mahina sa tukso.” This kind of reasoning did not work well with Ashene Lei Castro. Bukod sa galit siya, ito rin ang unang heart break niya sa kanyang first boyfriend na si John Kenneth Guzman. Gusto niya rin naman subukan na patawarin ito, ngunit ni isang “sorry,” walang lumabas mula sa labi ng binata. Mahal niya ito, ngunit hindi niya hahayaan na masaktan siya muli. Simula noon, pinangako niya sa sarili na wala nang makapananakit pa sa kanya. And her way of doing so is kind of peculiar – wearing thick glasses. Ayaw niyang may lumapit pa na lalaki sa kanya at subukang suyuin siya, kung sa huli ay magloloko lang ulit. But there is more behind the glasses. Maiintindihan kaya iyon ng lalaking gusto muling subukan na maging parte ng buhay niya? O tuluyan na siya nitong bibitawan?

Scarlett Wattson, a professional doctor, loses her parents during an earthquake and finds herself opening up to Aleridge S. Williams. Just when the two are getting along, Scarlett finds herself in a different world!? While she is missing Aleridge, how is she going to survive in this new world where magic and science coexist! How will she get back to her own world? Is there even a way out? Stay tuned to find out mysteries of dark and light attributes with Scarlett!

Kwame lost his dad at an early age, growing up, he finds out that there are a lot of secrets his mom is hiding from him. Including the fact that he has a missing step brother, he’s on the search for his brother with the help of his best friend James!

Wendell is a quiet, soft–spoken bartender who tends an isolated bar in a wasteland where time slips, memories decay, and reality bends at the edges. He does not know how long he has been here. He barely remembers who he is. Each day, more of his mind withers, leaving behind only fragments and rituals, like polishing glasses that reflect things no mirror should ever show. He only understood one thing. If he serves someone a second drink, he forgets them completely. Wendell believes he is trapped within the bar. He believes he is human. He believes the strange distortions around him are simply the nature of this broken world. But when a woman he almost recognizes stumbles inside, and flees in terror, followed by a quiet young man with a briefcase that should not exist, cracks begin to form in Wendell’s fading identity. The man treats him with an unsettling familiarity. He waits. He watches. And when Wendell finally opens the abandoned briefcase, a vortex erupts and drags him inside. Only then is the truth revealed. Wendell is not a forgotten bartender at all. He is a creature bound to the bar for reasons he can no longer recall. A monster whose memories have been stripped away and sealed inside a device meant to contain him.

In a kingdom long forgotten, a prince falls deeply in love with a blind princess, who, despite his unwavering affection, fears he will tire of her. To prove her worth, she sends him on a quest to find dwarves who can repair her broken glasses. Along the way, he encounters a mysterious witch who offers to fix them instantly—on the condition that the wearer must pass the glasses down to their firstborn. Trusting the witch's promise, the prince accepts, and the glasses become a family heirloom, granting magical powers to each generation. Centuries later, the enchanted glasses find their way to the story's narrator, a descendant of the prince and princess. As they discover the glasses’ true powers—offering glimpses into their ancestors’ lives and the ability to sense emotions—the narrator must navigate the weight of this legacy. When an ancient threat emerges, they embark on a journey to uncover the secrets of their family’s past, ultimately facing a choice that will determine the future of their magic and love. Will they embrace the gifts of the past, or break the cycle for a new beginning?

what would you choose? to love a person unconditionally, but they never feel the same. or to have a person love you unconditionally and never feel the same. Mingzhou smiled. Self-destruction was not a new concept to him. Even in the form of love.

Six months pregnant. I’d just secured a vital resource for the pack. I came home to find my mate, Kaelen, scent-marking his adopted sister, Lyra. He didn’t apologize. He screamed at me for interrupting. He made me apologize to her. In front of everyone. Forced me to swallow ten doses of wolfsbane. But that wasn’t the worst part. They said Lyra was “cursed,” and the only cure was a sacrifice: the heart of my unborn pup. They tied me to an altar. I watched, helpless, as they ripped the life from my child. Then, Lyra took a silver blade to my face. Kaelen looked at the scars, called me a rogue… and threw me off the cliff with his own hands. As I fell, the last thing I heard was his voice, cold as ice. “Toss it in the furnace. No evidence.” But I opened my eyes again. My Moon Goddess bloodline had awakened. Now, I get my revenge.