Cruel

Alice and Eve: young and bound by the irrevocable bond of sisterhood after traumatic events from their past. But tragedy strikes the Aidoo family when Eve is involved in a car crash that also claims the lives of her boyfriend and best friend. Now, on the morning of Eve's funeral, Alice discovers a drenched envelope with two letters abandoned outside her home. What shocks her most is that they are all in Eve's handwriting. The instruction is even more ominous: "Do not tell anyone about these letters. If you do, I will know and they'll stop coming. And you will risk not knowing the truth behind Eve's death." The letters keep coming and this causes Alice to question her reality as she reads them. Who was sending Eve threatening notes days before she died? And who in Golden Gates would want to harm her sister? And if Eve truly loved her sister so much, how far was she willing to go to protect her? If lies won't kill her, the answers just might.

In the desolate town of Ravenswood, journalist Lucas arrives to debunk its supernatural myths but stumbles upon a cursed history hidden in the shadows. As he digs deeper, he discovers a cycle of disappearances and dark rituals plaguing the town every decade. Guided by an unseen force, Lucas ventures into the ancient forest, revealing eerie symbols and a malevolent presence. The forgotten souls of Ravenswood, trapped between the living and the dead, implore him to unearth the truth. Haunted by memories of a forgotten past, Lucas faces a spectral figure revealing a pact made by desperate townsfolk centuries ago. To break the curse, he must confront an ancient entity lurking in the heart of the forest—a force that hungers for the suffering of Ravenswood. As Lucas navigates the ethereal landscape and confronts the colossal entity, the town's forgotten souls bear witness to a final reckoning. The malevolence that bound Ravenswood for centuries must be confronted, and Lucas holds the key to severing the town's ties to the cursed realm. In a surreal confrontation with the entity, Lucas must grapple with his own past and make a choice that will either free Ravenswood from its haunted history or condemn it to an eternity of darkness. The shadows of the forgotten demand justice, and Lucas is the reluctant harbinger of their long-awaited reckoning.

Edgar faced his early death with full of questions, since he just passed beside the clouds. He still longed to meet his dreams for the family. His spirit never accepted the status to his life, when he loudly heard the horse above his head. He apparently exhilarated that somebody may guide him to go back the earth. However, the horse converted his image into a satanic face. Why did Satan epiphany to approach him? A little far from him, a shimmering image which identical the white angel," Edgar, don't approached him because he's the reason of your early death," such time, Edgar got befuddled if he may accommodate Satan or not.

Blurb: Brandley Stark and his mother Stella endured relentless humiliation from his step father Jacob Morgan and his half brother Alex Morgan because of his wretched way of life. Brandley's suffering reached a heartbreaking climax when Via Turkey, his girlfriend betrayed him by becoming engaged to Alex his half brother. Deceived by Alex his half brother to come for a family meeting, Brandley and his mother meets a party instead. It was the engagement party of Alex and Via. They were both humiliated and thrown out of the party after his step father forces his mother to sign his divorce papers. Someone from the party recognises Brandley's true identity as the son of Philip Stark son to the most influential family in the whole of Westend country. Empowered by his lineage, Brandley vowed to rise above his circumstances, to seek justice against the Morgans for all the pain they inflicted upon him and his family and to exact revenge to reclaim his dignity, determined to overturn the injustices he had endured. Will he succeed or will the secrets buried within the Stark's consortium drag him down? Find out!

Maximus Bloodthorn, once a powerful Demon Ovarlord, was betrayed and killed by his own subordinates, vowing revenge with his dying breath. Reincarnated as Isaac Ackerman, a human baby, he must adapt to his new mortal life without demonic powers. With his past memories intact he embarks on a journey to master the art of mana and attain power in the mortal realm.

"Enter the gripping chaos of Raws as a mysterious killer strikes, targeting a specific group. The police face a daunting challenge, and the stakes intensify when the elusive murderer claims the life of the police commissioner. Unravel the enigma of these chilling crimes and brace yourself for a riveting tale packed with unexpected twists and turns. Dive into the suspense, discover the truth, and witness the shocking aftermath in this thrilling narrative!"

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.

Being blamed for the death of a mother while giving birth is the deepest wound for a child. Then, the arrival of Mother and a new sibling who was numbered by the father, really disappointed him and made him choose live alone with a bandage of disappointment mixed with wounds from his father. Can Satria wake up from a nightmare that made him regret ever being in this world? Meanwhile, wherever he went, the world seemed to not support him far from the source of the wound that made him gape even more when they met face to face.

Antonio De Isquierda, a definition of poor and hardworking gentlemen who work as a waiter at a restaurant named Guisseppe. Also, he attended a fashion technology class during the morning. To make ends meet, he usually juggles his schedules, a student and a waiter. He tried to work hard not only for himself but also for his girlfriend. One day, Antonio got fired from his waiter job in the restaurant, he only had a few dollars left in his pocket, and had a promise to buy her girlfriend a birthday gift. Sad, alone and rags, he went to the store, bought the said gift and worst, he went to his girlfriend’s condo and perceived that his dear girlfriend cheated on him. Devastated, he didn’t lash out. He didn’t feel the rage but the emptiness succumbed to him; as if the universe wanted to make him like a loser and unlucky. The universe always has its ways to make him unlucky. Or does the universe try to test him if he can make it? Or maybe the universe is trying to make it hard for him because he is bound to do something greater? Or maybe, he is something greater and richer? But, a phone call changed his life and this would be the life he always wanted.

There is one thing I have always been sure of. "If you make the wrong choice, then your life will be filled with dark clouds." Slandered, bullied, betrayed, threatened, is the hell that I always feel because I made the wrong choice. Words are "killing machines," and many people don't know that. "One word can destroy someone's life and one word can change someone." I even thought that sleeping is torture and waking up is the worst. In the past, I lost my temper and planned to kill myself. I like walking in an endless tunnel with emptiness and emptiness filling my heart. This is my broken story.