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.

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.

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.

Stephan Reynard happens to be married to the richest family in the city of New York. But ever since he married Elena Gilbert, his life had been taken from him. He was turned to a mere servant, a leave and death felt like an escape route from his problem. Funnily, enough. His wish was granted when Elena wanted to get married to a son of a billionaire, James Madison. Elena needed Stephan out of her way so she had him poisoned. As Stephan laid on the ground feeling helpless. Hot tears of sadness enveloped him. “ I will make you and your family pay for this.” Stephan looked up as she bent over his dying body. “ I can't wait.” Elena said with a smirk on her face As Stephan gave up the ghost. He woke up only to find himself in the body of a billionaire’s son. He walked to the full length mirror right in front of him and saw he was no longer Stephan Reynard but James Madison. The son of the richest billionaire in town. With Stephan masking as James, will he fall in love with Elena Gilbert OR Will he make her pay for what she had done to Stephan Reynard

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.

Working for the Federal Bureau of Investigation for nearly 20 years, it always goes ride or die with Ben John. Even after the death of his wife and his son cutting him off his well-being, Ben never stopped working even when he was faced with a big task. This time, another day begins for Ben as a group of terrorists are attempting to release bioweapons into the city. Ben with the help of the FBI must do all in its power to stop the attack and also make sure the peace treaty between the government of Nigeria and ghana goes smoothly, however, Ben is faced with good and bad decisions to make...

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.

My peaceful short life had been quickly cut off by a band of bandits that had raided my village, killing my father and capturing my mother. The bandit leader took a fancy to me and decided to make me one of them because of my face, for reasons unknown to me, but this was only the start of my journey. The more I grew up the more I realized that I had no talent, I was as ordinary as I could be, with no inherited memories, no old masters to help me improve my talent, no legacies left behind, no locked bloodlines that would burst into activity when I was in danger. But I still had something that most people didn't have. A stubbornness that many wouldn't possess, the stubbornness and sense of danger that I got for life after I saw my father die in front of me. And with that, I shall predate upon those that are more talented than me. I shall walk forward and reach the apex of the world, not because I want to protect anyone, but because that's simply what I want to do! Regardless of the methods that I have to use or the people that I have to push out of my way!

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.