Maki Zenin Burned

When his village was attacked and burned down, five-year-old Xiu Zhangjian chose to escape. Living in disguise for many years, he always prepared himself for revenge. One day, the sect headquarters where he lived was attacked. He made a different decision: instead of running away, he approached the enemy by choosing to become a slave in the palace prison. All the prisoners and guards knew him as a weak and stupid slave. However, at night, he secretly showed his true abilities. Until the time came, Xiu Zhangjian reclaimed the Sacred Dragon Sword. With the sacred ancestral sword in his hands, he fulfilled his duty as the heir, eradicating the evil of the black sect alliance. "I swear, they will beg for death!"

In order to save my childhood friend, I was severely burned and became a horrifying, ugly creature. But she thought that I had stuck my nose into her business and ruined her relationship with her crush. After we got married, she mocked my face multiple times in front of others and even brought her crush back home while I was around. She hated me even on her day of death. She said that if she could return to the past, she would rather die in the fire and not have anything to do with me. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the moment before the fire. This time, I chose to give them my blessing.

It’s end of October 1985 and the crumbling river town of Dubois, Iowa is shocked by the gruesome murder of one of the pillars of the community. Detective David Carlson has no motive, no evidence, and only one lead: the macabre local legend of “Boris Orlof,” a late night horror movie host who burned to death during a stage performance at the drive-in on Halloween night twenty years ago and the teenage loner obsessed with keeping his memory alive. The body count is rising and the darkness that hangs over the town grows by the hour. Time is running out as Carlson desperately chases shadows into a nightmare world of living horrors. On Halloween the drive-in re-opens at midnight for a show no one will ever forget. ©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

What would you do if you had 40% of your body burned and with you had to carry the scar marks for the rest of your life? Would you kill the culprit and live your life quietly, or would you isolate yourself from the world? Louise was the victim who lost out in an argument between friends. Mauricio, the most respected capo in all of South America, currently resides in Colombia. Yielding only to his mother's requests, Mauricio is a good negotiator when it comes to women, weapons, drugs, and the like... Even with many exposed burn marks, Louise keeps trying to live a normal life, but is prevented when her father decides to make her pay his debt.

Amelia never believed in the legends whispered about the forest. Until one night, beneath the full moon, her eyes met his—eyes that burned gold and promised danger. Shadow isn’t human. But he isn’t a monster, either. He is something ancient. Exiled. Desired. Cursed. He warned her: “I’m a problem you don’t need.” But she had already chosen him. And now… there’s no turning back. In a world where secrets breathe beneath the skin and packs don’t forgive weakness, Amelia and Shadow are fated to burn. Between howls, stolen kisses, and wars whispered in the dark, a forbidden bond awakens—a pull as fierce as it is fatal. A romance as wild as the full moon. A passion that could save them… or consume them both.

Hana was just a normal girl living in a peaceful village near at the seashore. Her life was fine, not until a tragic bloody night happened. her village was burned down by fire and most of the villagers are perished by unmerciful pirates. She abled to escape with the hand of a handsome hypocritical man. She wants revenge for her family and for the village. Along the way of finding vengeance, she met friends and she didn't expect to unravel her true identity. She discovers her ability, her power, but she can't control it. So, by finding vengeance to whomever she expects to help her, she found answers from her own hands. But could she be able to withstand every trial she faces, only to get the revenge she hoped for or die.

When the fire broke out, I called my husband, Hector. He didn't answer. Instead, he ran straight into the flames—to save my sister, Emma. They held each other, clinging to life, while I was trapped in the basement, watching my calls go ignored until all hope burned out. Afterward, Emma played innocent, twisting everything. She told him, "Hector, don't blame Sienna. She didn't leave me on purpose... she was just scared." Her lie made me the villain, and everyone bought it. Fueled by hatred, Hector spat, "She's so vicious—why didn't that fire just take her?" Three months later, the police found my body.

A human. My mate? No. That wasn't right. Humans were weak. They were servants at best—slaves at worst. They didn't belong with us. They weren't made for love. I turned suddenly and slammed my fist into the stone wall beside me. The sharp crack of bone against stone echoed through the room. The boy had been dragged away, out of my sight, and I still felt the burn of his presence in my chest. My claws had already pushed out, sharp and uncontrollable. My eyes burned, the edges of my vision tinted red. The beast within me was on the edge of taking over. "He's nothing!" I roared to no one in particular. "He can't be my mate!"

At the age when I should have been attending university, I was framed by my biological parents and sent to prison. My sister had been cruelly killed by her kidnappers when she tried to save me, and they blamed me for her death. On the day of my release, I was kidnapped and had one of my ears cut off. When I found the opportunity, I immediately called my father, asking him to save me. Instead, he snapped, saying, “You’re no longer my son! Don’t contact me!” I was then burned alive. After I died, my sister returned. However, when my parents found out that the charred corpse was mine, the family crumbled.

"Captain! There's a couple burned and fused together!" I sprinted inside. There was Axel Cheatum, my husband, clinging to some woman. Their bodies had fused from the heat. Axel was sobbing, begging, "Save my wife first, please!" His wedding ring flashed on his finger. "It's my fault," he cried. "We drank too much... didn't even notice the fire." "It's not your fault, honey," the woman whispered. "We hadn't seen each other in so long... we couldn't help it." Axel clawed at his scorched skin, trying to free her. That's when I saw her swollen belly. And Axel, throwing everything away for her. In the end, I lost my baby.