Free Horror Novel

Late at night, my husband came home with a young model. "So, you are the washed-up wife that Mr. Dawson keeps at home?" The girl looked at me with a mocking smile and said. Jay Dawson, my husband, reeking of alcohol, glanced between us with interest. He then hugged the young girl and led her into the bedroom. I sat alone on the living room couch, wrapped in a blanket, and listened to their shameless noises all night. I endured it for two years. Our agreement had finally ended this year, and so had my love for Ethan. I walked away. But Ethan chased after me like a madman.

We were on our way to celebrate our son’s birthday when we got into a car crash. When I woke up, I looked at my family gathered around my hospital bed and cracked a joke: “Sorry, but who are you guys?” I held back a smile, curious to see how they'd humor their "amnesiac" patient. Would my mother grab my hand in a panic? Would my husband look at me with worry? Would my son rush over, crying and calling me Mom? What I didn't expect was for them to freeze for a moment—and then, almost in unison, let out sighs of relief. My mother was the first to speak, her tone unmistakably lighter, as if a huge weight had been lifted. "If you don’t remember, it’s probably for the best. This is Lindsay—your sister, she’s my daughter. You were adopted." My husband then pointed at me and said to our son, "You should call her Aunt Wendy." Before the shock could even sink in, I watched the child I'd fought so hard to protect turn and throw himself into the arms of Lindsay. "Mom! I played outside all day. I missed you so much!" So that was the truth. My amnesia was exactly what they'd been hoping for. In that case, I didn't need this made-up life anymore.

I hadn't seen my mafia husband, Luca Moretti, and our daughter Dora in three whole months. Why? Because his mother, Fiona, said Dora should stay with her "for a while." And Luca? He was "too busy with business," as always. So when Luca finally called and said he was going to pick me up for a family reunion at the villa, I was overjoyed. I thought maybe, just maybe, I'd finally get to hold my little girl again. I spent the whole damn day running around the city, buying her favorite dolls, snacks, a new pink dress, anything I thought would make her smile at me again. But when the car arrived, it wasn't what I imagined. Before I could even say Hi, Dora turned her head, took one look at me… and then wrapped her arms even tighter around Maria, the maid. She buried her face in Maria's neck like I wasn't even there. Like Maria was her mom. I tried to approach her, but Dora straight-up told me she didn't want to ride in the same car as me. And Maria, wearing that fake, polite smile, kept trying to gently talk me into giving Dora "a little more time." I looked over at Luca, hoping he'd step in. Instead, he just looked annoyed, like he couldn't be bothered to lift a finger to help fix things between me and our daughter. Clearly, they didn't want me there. So what was the point of trying to join the ride? I stepped back from the SUV. Then Luca just turned to me and said, "Just wait here. I won't be long." What he'll never understand is… I'm done waiting for him.

"Pak Argan, jangan baca novel ini!" Menjadikan dosen sendiri sebagai inspirasi novel erotis adalah ide gila. Dan sialnya, novel itu jadi trending 1 di aplikasi hingga Sang Dosen yang killer dan dingin itu jadi pembaca setianya. Pak Argan menatap bibirku sekilas, lalu kembali ke mataku. "Novelmu bagus, tapi alangkah lebih bagus lagi, kamu bisa menghidupkan feelnya, melakukannya denganku!"

Jelek, culun, ratu jerawat, dan masih banyak panggilan buruk lainnya yang disematkan pada Alana di sekolah. Kehidupan sekolahnya memang seperti itu, hanya dicari ketika ulangan dan ujian tiba. Seolah tugasnya hanya untuk memberi anak-anak dikelasnya contekan. Situasi di rumah pun tak jauh berbeda. Ayah dan ibu yang selalu bertengkar ketika bertemu, membuat Alana lelah akan semua itu. Di suatu hari ketika dia benar-benar lelah dan kabur ke sebuah toko antik, dia menemukan sebuah buku fanfiction. Nama salah satu tokoh itu mirip seperti namanya, namun yang membedakan adalah Alana yang ada di dalam novel cantik dan pemberani, tak seperti dirinya. Di saat perjalanan pulang, tanpa diduga-duga saat pulang dia ditabrak oleh sebuah truk. Dan ketika bangun, wajah tampan seorang aktor papan atas berada tepat di depan wajahnya. "Alana? Kau kenapa? Aku ini kan kakakmu?" Alana masuk ke dalam novel itu!

This is the story of Swati, who dies in a car accident. But now when she opens her eyes, she finds herself inside a novel she was reading online at the time. But she doesn't want to be like the female lead. Tanya tries to avoid her stepmother, sister and the boy And during this time he meets Shivam Malik, who is the CEO of Empire in Mumbai. So what will decide the fate of this journey of this meeting of these two? What will be the meeting of Shivam and Tanya, their story of the same destination?

Zafrael Shah | Alina Sumayyah Psiko Kehidupan aku dikelilingi kebencian. aku benci kebencian. Tapi dia muncul membawa kebahagian namun itu semua hanya seketika tatkala sisi gelapnya terbongkar saat itu aku tahu, aku benci dia! "Lepaskan aku, Zafrael. Kau dan aku berbeza. Kau dunia kau dan aku dunia aku!" - Alina Sumayyah "No way! Kau dah buat aku suka kan kau lepastu kau nak pergi macam tu je? Jangan harap!" - Zafrael Shah Aku benci dia! ____ ( highschool story ) hasyaqurratu 2021 matured content

After being reborn, I decided to write my sister's name on the marriage application. This time, I would help Sebastian Holt achieve his wishes. In this lifetime, I took the lead—I let my sister wear the wedding dress first and put the engagement ring on her finger. I personally orchestrated every encounter between Sebastian and my sister. When he took her to the capital city, I headed to Southport University without a second thought. In my previous life, even when I was over 50 years old, he and our son still knelt before me, begging for a divorce. This time, I would fulfill his final romantic destiny with my sister. Living this second life, all I wanted was to spread my wings and soar high, free from love's entanglements.

After entering a horror game, I, Anastasia Moreau, begin dating the big boss. At our first meeting, I wrap my arms around his sleek, serpentine body and squeeze him into a corner of the coffin. "Move over, move over." In the next instant, a strikingly handsome young man with white hair and golden eyes appears beneath me. The tips of his ears flush red as he glares at me. "You… You're lying on my hair!" he grits out.

The day I was supposed to win the biggest award of my career, I walked in on my boyfriend, Ethan, in bed with another woman. He sneered, calling me a face-blind, scent-deaf bore in bed. I planned to expose his ass at the award ceremony. Instead, he and his lover mowed me down with their car. Next thing I knew, I woke up with them in an S-class horror survival game. Mortality rate: over 95%. We had to survive ten days in a haunted manor to be revived. Hit 100 on your Anxiety Level, and your soul is obliterated. Chloe, Ethan's lover, sneered. "Sensory defects? You can't recognize ghosts or smell danger. In a horror game, that’s a death sentence. You might as well just die." The others heard her and scrambled to team up. Me? I walked straight into the lair of the manor's final boss. The most powerful demon in the game wanted to devour my soul. I couldn't really see him. I just thought he was a cosplayer. I lunged forward, poked his abs, and pointed at the glowing crack in his chest. "Wow, you're really committed to the role. This getup must've cost a fortune."