Scary Horror Story

Soon after I came back to the country, someone slapped me right across the face in broad daylight, yelling that I was a mistress. A crowd of reporters closed in, pelting me with questions about whether Chandler Armstrong, CEO of Armstrong Industries, was keeping me as his mistress. I was stunned speechless for a moment, but then I pulled out my wedding photo with Chandler from seven years ago and held it up. "What are you talking about? I'm his wife!" The crowd went silent, and the woman who'd slapped me turned white as a sheet. Only then did I finally get it: while I'd been overseas, Chandler had been openly involved with an actress, and everyone in his social circle had already decided she was the future Mrs. Armstrong. Today, they all came expecting to confront a mistress—only to find out that I was actually his wife. Later, Chandler tried to justify it. "Alina, you've been out of the country for years. I'm a man, and I have needs. She's just a B-list actress; it's not like she threatens your position. Why should you be upset? Just let it go," he said. "Don't make a scene." I handed him the divorce papers. "You make me sick."

After five years of marriage, Zac Saunders felt the need to protect his son with his mistress. Not only did he pressure me into terminating the pregnancy, but he also conspired with the board of directors to remove me from my position as vice president. He held Jemma Jacobs close, wearing a wicked grin."Samantha Lewis," he sneered, "since you won't obey...""...Jemma take your place from now on," he continued.I pushed his hand away, pulling Jemma in front of me. Ignoring her struggles, I firmly grabbed her hair and forced her to tilt her head back."Come on," I urged, "tell him, who do you belong to?"

The new intern always claimed to have the company’s best interests at heart, but her actions told a different story. To cut costs, she secretly swapped the two-thousand-dollar gift basket I had prepared for a client with a knockoff version she bought online for just two dollars, shipping included. During a critical overtime session, she turned off the power to save on electricity. Then, she boldly suggested canceling the company’s annual holiday leave. With a self-righteous expression, she declared, “The company doesn’t support freeloaders. I believe the holiday season is the perfect time to boost sales. I propose everyone work unpaid overtime and dedicate themselves selflessly to the company!” While the employees grumbled in frustration, I stepped up to refute her absurd suggestion and spoke out on behalf of the team. But instead of backing down, she accused me of embezzlement in front of everyone and recommended to the boss that I be fired. The shocking part? The boss agreed. Fine. If that was how they wanted it, I couldn’t wait to see how the company would function without me.

Someone posted a love confession to me on the college's confession wall. But then my roommate's boyfriend left a comment claiming I had slept with every guy on campus. I was furious and ready to call the police. My roommate begged me to forgive her boyfriend, promising she'd make him apologize publicly on the confession wall. But before that apology ever came, an adult video started circulating in the student group chats. Everyone was saying I was the girl in the video. The college summoned me for a meeting and suggested I take a leave of absence. When I went home, my parents refused to acknowledge me as their daughter. I lost everything. Depression consumed me, and with the endless rumors, I finally gave in to despair and ended my life. When I opened my eyes again, it was the day my name first appeared on the confession wall.

My mother-in-law is extremely frugal. She reuses paper others have discarded, carefully saving the unmarked portions. She even takes the black waste oil from the kitchen range hood and uses it to cook our meals. She says, "Frugality is a virtue—it brings blessings!" I try tirelessly to convince her otherwise, throwing out all her filthy items to protect my family's health. But while she praises me to my face, behind my back, she uses my baby's food scissors to clip her grimy toenails. My child eventually dies of a lung infection, leaving me heartbroken. My mother-in-law, however, points her finger at me, saying I'm unlucky and that I've brought misfortune to their family. Even my husband blames me. In the end, they use a knitting needle to pierce my throat and stab me to death. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back on the day I first see her picking up dirty paper. The first thing I do is hide all the high-quality tissue paper I had stocked up on before my pregnancy, pretending I knew nothing. She calls these blessings, right? Fine. The blessings of this miserly frugality—she can reap them all herself!

On the eve of the National Robotics Championship, I smashed my carefully designed bot to pieces and announced my withdrawal. Everyone said I was a fraud who was quitting out of fear of being exposed. Online, the netizens mocked me relentlessly. Only one person, Adrian Cross, the so-called genius of the century, spoke up in my defense, his voice dripping with false sincerity, "I believe in River Lowell’s skills. Only he deserves to be my opponent. No matter what setbacks he’s facing, I hope he comes back to the arena and proves himself." In my previous life, the robot I built was identical to his. No matter how I tried to prove he had copied me, Adrian stood before the cameras, wearing his benevolent mask, and said, "It’s fine. This robot can go to River. I can always build something even better." His fans swarmed me, tearing me apart online, and no one believed in my talent. I swallowed the humiliation and vowed to rebuild my robot from scratch. However, when I was assembling it, the Power Core in my kit exploded, shattering my skull. That same night, I was rushed into the ICU. Netizens clapped and cheered, saying I got exactly what I deserved. That night, my girlfriend, Lila Hart, signed the hospital’s DNR consent form without hesitation. Until the day I died, I never understood how Adrian had gotten my robot’s data or why Lila had joined forces with him. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day of the competition.

When she had just gotten married, her husband tragically passed away mere hours after their wedding. To her horror, she witnessed the ruthless murder before her very eyes. How could someone commit such a heartless act without considering the value of human life or the impact on the victim's family. She must have been completely devastated by this shocking incident, but what happened next was beyond comprehension. The individual who took her husband's life had actually purchased her with money. It is truly unimaginable how someone could engage in such an inhumane act towards another person. Will she ever be able to move forward in her life, burdened by the knowledge that she was bought with money? Delve into the story to discover the answer.

Sherra felt that she was the most unlucky person in the world. First, she lost her job. Second, she caught her boyfriend cheating on her with her best friend. Third, she witnessed a scary and not ordinary person killing her neighbor, and lastly, she saw a scary beast changes its form and becomes a handsome man and he is none other than the youngest billionaire in the country, Kurt Contreras. Later on, she learns that Kurt was cursed that's why his appearance suddenly changes. He changes from a normal human into a vaewolf, which is a half-vampire and a half-werewolf. What if this beast becomes her night in shining armor that always appeared when she needs help? And what if she falls in love with him? Could she be the one to lift his curse and his true love?

Audrey Watson needs this job. Badly. Her family is drowning in debt, their business is gone, and now, they might even lose their home. So, when she lands a job at the famous Gibson's Corporation, she promises herself she’ll do whatever it takes to keep it. But on her first day, everything goes wrong. First, she lies to her scary, rich, handsome boss, Jazper Ray Gibson. Second, she catches his attention in all the wrong ways. And third… she can’t seem to stay out of trouble. Now, she must survive strict rules, scary bosses, and a growing attraction to the one man who could ruin her career… or change her life forever. Can Audrey fix her mess, save her family, and maybe… win his heart?"

Esther Joan is a promising ballet dancer, she is also a lady of a noble family. However, her life was unhappy when her family members hated and rejected her. When Esther got drunk, she had a one-night stand with the most powerful and scary man - Dominic Arnold. Esther doesn't know that she is Dominic's fiancée and they have been engaged since childhood. Esther's troubles at Malibu Academic grow worse, and even Esther's ex-boyfriend cheats on her. The whole Joan family is targeting Esther and wants to usurp the inheritance that Joan's great-grandfather left to Esther. Suddenly, Dominic Arnold made another proposal to Esther: By day, you will be my fiancée, and by night you will be my slutty mistress. What does Esther have to do to get rid of these dilemmas? The mysterious identity of Dominic Arnold and the secret death of Joan's great-grandfather are related? How will the love story between Dominic and Esther continue?