Ascending Do Not Disturb Novels & Stories

JORDAN “The meeting will be starting soon, young master.” That’s the first thing I hear this morning. No good morning. No polite knock. Just my assistant’s flat voice cutting through the haze of sleep like a knife. I sit up too fast. The room tilts for a second, my skin too warm, too tight. Damn it. Not now. Heat is creeping in. I can feel it, slow and sharp like a warning. It won’t be long before it hits full force.

“The Underworld had the lowest entry requirement, you just need to be a soul, but then all memories you gain in that place will be forgotten once you leave. It’s like a boy scout’s mantra, what you see, what you hear, when you leave, leave them here.” “As for the Skyworld, it’s a littler different. Mortals have to be ascended ones before getting the qualifications to enter that world. These ascended ones called Anitos are deities that can walk and reign in the mortal world, but once they are up above, they have to bow down to the actual authorities of that place.” “The Skyworld is several times vaster than the Underworld and might even be bigger than the Mortal World and its galaxies combine

Hypothesis: Forcible removal or denial of the disturbance layer, demanding total severance, may lead to the accumulation of latent structural stress within the primary site, resulting in irreversible damage. Provisional Proposal: Acknowledge the objective existence of the disturbance layer and attempt to define clear trench boundaries for it. That is, under strict temporal, spatial, and emotional rules, allow it limited existence while ensuring the core structure of the primary site remains unaffected. Core Risk: Difficulty of rule enforcement, and the uncontrollability of emotion.

Leonel Grey Montero, a cool and well-known student, was peacefully walking alone in the school hallway until— “Leon!” Someone interrupted his quiet time from behind. “Not again, please,” he mumbled to himself, immediately recognizing the voice and already anticipating the unavoidable disturbance to his peaceful walk. To avoid getting dragged into another troublesome conversation, he intentionally ignored her call and kept walking as if he heard nothing at all. Unfortunately for him, it was already too late. The girl quickly caught up to him and casually walked beside him as though it was the most natural thing in the world. Leon slightly averted his gaze, clearly showing that he had no inter

"Lesley works himself to the bone for this company. How dare you exploit him like that? You have a project bringing in nearly a million in profit. Hand it over to Lesley as compensation." Like she had every right to make that call. I couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh. Give me a break. That project? I had personally used my network to bring in an investor—someone who put in over a hundred million. And now, because of Lesley's so-called "three do-not-disturbs," he missed the investor's call. The investor was furious and pulled out. Without the funding, the project stalled, and every day of delay meant growing losses.

Jane deliberately emphasized my identity as an orphan and a sly look flashed through her eyes. Then a panicky voice suddenly rang out. "Watch out!" I looked up and saw the chandelier above me was swaying dangerously. The next second, it came crashing down! In that instant, Andy grabbed Jane's wrist and pulled the panicked she-wolf tightly behind him. As for me? I had no time to dodge as it struck me hard in the forehead. Dizziness overwhelmed me as I fell to the floor, blood quickly trickled down from my forehead. I touched the blood and looked toward Andy, but he was only worried about whether Jane was hurt the whole time.

I watched the numbers climb in silence, the lobby falling away beneath us, the city expanding through the glass panel on the elevator's rear wall. Floors of ordinary noise and ordinary light disappeared one by one. By the time we reached fourteen the world outside the windows looked different, more quiet. The doors opened. The executive floor was everything the lobby had promised and then some. It was long and wide and almost entirely black-and-white, all charcoal and gray and the particular shade of white that cost money to maintain. The carpet was thick enough to absorb footsteps entirely. There were no fluorescent lights up here. Just recessed fixtures that gave everything a clean, even g

"You've got to be joking?!" Ash exclaimed, ignoring Zen laughing his head off on the first floor. James smirked amused, "You can rename it. The name gets changed every four years, new candidates always change the name", he hummed, "It's the dorm known as the ever-changing dorm", he hummed, "So if someone says that, or calls it something like The Dynamic Dorm Room or Transitional Dorm-house, please do not take offense", he warned, "Some of the people chosen here have also been raised discriminated against others, and bullies are always universal", he stated, "This dorm where all of you will live together, is to avoid any kind of unnecessary complications. In this school, of the students only