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To pay off my student loans, I started doing spicy streams online. I never thought I'd actually blow up. Every night, my audience floods the chat, fawning over my face and my body. I love the attention, and I work hard to give them what they want. Until I was dropped into a horror game. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a rotting corpse. And for some reason, my livestream was still running. When the game’s Boss told us all to pick a weapon to die by. The other players all chose to die of old age, or peacefully in their sleep like a baby. I turned my phone to face the boss. "My fans think you're hot," I stammered. "They want me to be killed by... well, by the weapon between your legs. They said 'deeply.' Is that... an option?" The other players whispered among themselves. “This woman must have a death wish.” “Just watch. The Boss is about to tear her to shreds.” But no one expected the Boss to blush.

Everyone in the business world knew that Jessa Darling was Sawyer Pitt’s ace. With Jessa around, the Pitt Group could win any business negotiation. Sawyer loved Jessa and would give up his life for her. At least, that was something even Jessa believed. She had unhesitatingly shot herself five times for the Pitt Group when stuck in the Golden Frontier. In Mejika, she drank with a supplier until she ended up puking blood. Every time, she thought that Sawyer would be waiting for her return. That was until she found Sawyer looking at a bodyguard with intense love in his eyes. He said that it was sympathy for the woman, but he did not know that every look gave lie to that sentiment.

North America is now ruled by a ruthless group called the Crows. They control everything, subjecting those who survived the fall a hundred and fifty-nine years ago to their unjust rulings. When Rebecca's brother joins the rebel group Legion and is captured, tortured and subsequently killed, her city and family are then massacred and sold into the Crows' slave trade. The sole surviver, she vowes to act her revenge. She's changed herself into someone suitable for the King's harem and that is where her true plan starts. She seduces the King's most trusted subjects to turn his kingdom on its head and she takes the women that love him, stripping him of his power. She won't stop until she becomes the King of this lawless land!

The day of my wedding photoshoot, my family's adoptive daughter tugs my veil off and asks loudly, "Aren't you our family's adoptive daughter? What are you doing here? Today's the day Ian and I are supposed to have our wedding photoshoot. Aren't you going to disgrace Ford Group by being here?" In the past, I would've run away in tears. Unfortunately for her, I'd been reborn. I slapped Aspen Miller and retorted, "What right do you have to speak to me? Who do you think you are, having a wedding photoshoot with Adrian? Are you worthy of being associated with Ford Group?"

The Ship engaged in the Subsea Cable Laying, and Pipeline installation in the Arabian Sea found four big boxes during a pre-lay survey before a sub-sea pipeline installation. That was a diving ship. The divers inspected the box on the sea bottom and did not know what was inside. So the ship crews lifted boxes. They opened it and were shocked. Full of gold.Tons of gold. The top officials onboard that ship hid this information from their management, and they decided to transport that gold to Europe. The actual owner of this box containing gold is a terror group in Asia. They started a secret war from all sides to get back the gold without being noticed by the government agencies. Indian Military Intelligence, monitoring this terror group, got information about this gold. A true expression of a pirate story. This you love to read with breath held.

Year 2013... In 1675, our ancestors made peace with some group of people called the hunters.. They were a small group we call the Hunter's clan. Sometimes we just called them... The Demon Hunters. They believed we were hiding demons into our village but the truth is, we don't. We believe Demons to be the devited workers and servants of the devil himself. Yet, this hunters didn't stop believing... Until one day... One faithful Night the hunters came. Smokes everywhere, houses burnt to the ground, homes shattered and lives taken. They killed them all... When I say 'them' , I meant my people, my families. They took all of them, one.. by.. one.

After passing five rounds of interviews, I secure an offer from Larson Group based on my own abilities. I can't wait to share the good news with my boyfriend, Noah Gardner. However, he reports me to HR, causing me to lose the job. "Isabelle can't find a job and is really anxious, so I gave the position to her. You can just send out a few more resumes. It's not like a few extra days matter," he said nonchalantly. After Isabelle Buchanan starts working at Larson Group, everyone showers her with praise. I laugh in exasperation and call my older brother. "Mr. Larson, can our company hire me as the CEO's executive assistant?"

The story is a dark psychological horror centered around a group of students trapped in a college during a curfew, where a storytelling game slowly turns terrifyingly real. I believe it aligns well with Good novel horror audience.

Sushmita Erin Garcellano just turned twenty-eight years old. She is the youngest daughter of Antonio Garcellano, the owner of Garcellano Group of Companies but she has the biggest secret ever- she's not a virgin anymore after a hot encounter with a handsome stranger in El Nido Palawan ten years ago. In order to save their company from bankruptcy, her father set her up with a business tycoon named Rodney Xiu, the second son of the Xiu Group of Companies. They said that this bachelor has a devil inside of him that makes people leave him and turn their backs on him because of his ugly appearance and an arrogant attitude. A total monster to everyone. Will Sushmita handle it if the one who secretly marked her ten years ago in El Nido on her eighteenth birthday is the one whom she's fated to be with?

Just after stepping out of the shower, I received a private message from my so-called uncle, Hank Shephard—a distant relative I barely ever spoke to. "Francis, that new car you posted looks impressive. Perfect for William's wedding!" I hadn't even figured out how to reply to that out-of-nowhere comment when another message popped up. "Your cousin William is getting married next month. Just treat your car as his wedding gift." The entitlement in his tone made my head hurt. I didn't bother arguing and closed the chat window. Apparently, he did not think there was anything wrong with what he had said. Messages kept coming. "Don't worry, your uncle won't let you suffer a loss. "When it's your turn to get married, I'll have William drive that car as your lead wedding car. It'll make you look good." I stared at the screen in silence. That was the moment I realized—Some people don't just feel entitled to your belongings. They believe your life exists to serve theirs.