Daniel I Land

The Cursed Town is a gripping supernatural thriller that takes readers into the heart of a mysterious town shrouded in secrets and whispers. Nestled in a forgotten corner of the world, Cedar Hollow is a place where the veil between the living and the dead is disturbingly thin, and the past seems to haunt every corner of the town. With a history that’s been buried by its inhabitants, Cedar Hollow’s residents are bound by a terrifying curse that has plagued them for generations. The town’s sinister reputation is whispered in hushed tones, and its eerie atmosphere leaves all who visit unsettled. But Sophie Rivers, a young journalist with a personal stake in uncovering the truth, isn’t easily deterred. Sophie arrives in Cedar Hollow to investigate the sudden disappearance of her estranged brother, Nathan, who had been living in the town. Determined to uncover the truth, Sophie soon discovers that her brother’s disappearance is only one of many, and all signs point to a dark, supernatural force that has plagued the town for centuries. As Sophie digs deeper into the history of Cedar Hollow, she uncovers a tragic tale of betrayal, sorrow, and a pact made long ago by the town’s founding families, a pact that cursed the very land and its people. With the help of an enigmatic local historian named Elliot Voss, Sophie begins to unravel the mystery, but every revelation brings her closer to a horrifying truth. The curse is not just a legend—it’s alive, and it’s growing stronger. As strange and supernatural events begin to escalate, Sophie finds herself in a battle for her life, trying to break the curse before it consumes not only her brother but herself as well.

No one came any closer to me since I began to hear voices. It was as if I possessed some kind of aura that attracted everyone, like a field that attracted people. I was either insane or a monster, which I suppose I could be, according to everyone at school. I was able to hear what others were thinking, but no one else seemed to be able to, and some of them remembered me from first grade, when everything first started. I was able to focus better on school because I was isolated, and I loved to do well in school. Since I learned how to silence the voices, at least it had. Before that, I was unable to think in light of the consistent clamor of every other person's brain pounding me constantly.

My name is Alanna, I believe. I have lost myself in the depths of an island. I don't know where I'm from, or what my real name is, I just know that a pack of wolves has rescued me. I will have to fight against the Alpha and the Beta of the pack, but something dark blooms in me, something I did not know, a mythological being that lived inside me. A mermaid, yes, I am one of the most beautiful mermaids in the world.

The Numenorian Empire. A land ruled by a handful of individuals with the power to harness the elements and push their bodies to its utmost fighting potential. For eons it has enjoyed its place at the top of the food chain; the Imperial Numerators working hard to maintain Emperor Babbage's rule against both internal and external forces. In the Empire's hubris, they pushed the Denominators, the ones gifted with an affinity for smithing and the power to bestow enchantments, to their utmost limit...All while treating them like the dirt off their heel.Numerators gloated their superiority, often at their partner Denominator's expense as the former used the latter for all sorts of things. Live target practice, general punching bags, others even abused their partners to the point of driving them to suicide. It was a system that fostered superiority in firepower and physical prowess, one that's all too common in such a medieval setting.Enter then 24-year-old Crimson.Having been reincarnated against her will, she'll have to do her best to make the most of the bad hand dealt to her by fate. Born not as a powerful Numerator capable of wielding the elements themselves, but instead with the skillset befitting of a lowly Denominator, the former unemployed medical graduate will struggle not only against the growing unrest within the Empire but also with her own acquired neuroses and fluctuating teenage hormones.It's hard enough being a modern woman in a backwater world, it's even more insufferable when you know you can make a difference. Armed with only her vast amounts of random knowledge and gameplay-molded logic, Crimson will try to mold the world around her in her own modern standards. It should be easy, right?Too bad she never finished her engineering degree.

The sunny afternoon sky shifted into a red sky with a blood moon, and the land stretched out endlessly, zombie armies accompanied by towering giant monsters and dragons. The invincible virtual realm and the real world merged for a time, shifting into an augmented virtual reality where everything is real. Nine giant demon lords, three times taller than the size of a man, dressed in full armor as medieval knights of skeletons and bones, declared that humanity has eight virtual survival game stages they must cross. Anytime a demon lord is defeated, their world returns to normal until the timer for the next stage begins. Humanity must defeat the demon lords of pride, sloth, gluttony, envy, wrath, lust, and greed, then death, and face the last challenge-King of the abyss, Abaddon. If humanity wins, they return to normal, but if they fail. The augmented reality shall drag their souls to the pit of hell forever. Archaeologists, Dr. Rachel, found artifacts and relics called the Moon Orb, along with the Nephielen giant and a Giant white wolf. On the day of a worldwide exhibition, Dr. Marcus took the moon orb into a hydro collider time machine to create a portal to the past. However, the time machine spiraled out of control, and a portal was opened to the underworld and summons Abaddon. Danny, who was bitten by the vampire Abaddon, watched his father turn into a zombie and upgraded to the 8th demon lord humanity must defeat to be free. Danny, before turning into a zombie. His mother used the ancient spell ritual to turn him into a king werewolf, waking him with the moon goddess's leveling system. Danny will have to clear the death game and free his father while saving the world from the sins of his parents.

Lucas Benjamin is the last surviving wizard of Oz. Centuries ago, the land flourished with magical beings, but greed and fear poisoned the heart of its ruler King Tharion. Tharion didn’t just fear magic, he craved it. In secret, he uncovered an ancient, forbidden ritual that allowed him to absorb the powers of magical beings into a single relic 'his royal ring'. Obsessed with eternal rule, he launched a purge. Entire bloodlines of wizards, seers, and sorcerers were slaughtered. Their powers were stolen from them by Tharion Lucas was just a boy when the massacre began. Hidden by a dying guardian, he was the only one to survive. He lived in hiding for years, constantly on the run, suppressing his identity. But magic cannot be buried forever. As he matured, Lucas discovered a hidden order, people willing to help him unlock his full potential. Through brutal training and divine trials, his powers awakened beyond anything the kingdom had seen. By the time Tharion learned of his survival, it was too late. Now a force of vengeance cloaked in power, Lucas vows to destroy the king, crush the cursed ring, and liberate the world from magical oppression. Along the way, he meets Agnes, a mysterious and bold warrior whose fate becomes entwined with his. She helps him rediscover purpose beyond revenge, love, trust, and legacy. Branded as a villain by a brainwashed kingdom, Lucas becomes the face of a new age. His battle is more than personal, it is historic. A reckoning centuries in the making. This is not just a rebellion. This is the restoration of magic.

I was a disgrace to the Prestwick family—a poor, unwanted son-in-law they wished their daughter had never married. She had chosen me for my looks, but now, even that wasn’t enough. She wanted out. A divorce. To erase me from her life and marry into wealth like her family had always intended. But I loved her. Despite the insults, the humiliation, the way they treated me like dirt beneath their feet—I refused to let go. That was my biggest mistake. Frustrated by my defiance, my brother-in-law took matters into his own hands. He killed me, tossing my body into a cold, dark river, leaving me to sink into oblivion. I should have died. I did die. But before I took my final breath, a man appeared before me, cloaked in shadow, his voice like a whisper from the abyss. "What is your last wish?" I should have begged for revenge. I should have cursed their names. But all I wanted was one more chance. One more chance to live. And so, I was granted life again. But I was no longer the same. My soul was no longer my own. My body was no longer mine to control. Because I had been reborn as something far more powerful. I was no longer John Prestwick. I was the Devil himself.

"Kill them all...Burn it down..." Those are the words I heard echoing in my head ever since the day I woke up in Lorelei. The voice sounds familiar. I've heard it before. But would it be crazy if I said it sounded like me? Would it be crazy...if I said i remembered dying? Utterly rediculous. To repeat the same thing over and over, expecting a different result while changing absolutely nothing. I was the son of a Duke and a commoner in a foreign land. Through pain and suffering, I somehow managed to marry a beautiful Princess of that land. You know...after my father got eaten by a dragon. And after being locked in a dungeon and tortured by her insane sister... But none of that matters now. Because my world lies in ruins. Everyone I've ever known is dead. All except my beloved, who stands to protect me with her shield. But I don't mean to say that things have been destroyed... What I mean, is much simpler. Avernia is gone. Gone forever. Lost to the plague I called 'The Black Ooze'. But I'll avenge it. I'll kill the one responsibke for massacring my family and destroying my world. They'll regret having made an enemy out of me. Because the sword I wield is called Vengeance. The Overseer sword. The Omni-Weapon. No matter the cost...I will have vengeance. I'll kill them all. I'll burn everything down. Author's note: I sincerely hope you enjoy my work, but keep in mind that I am my own editor and I don't see everything. there might still be a few errors. Sorry! This is an original work.

Five years ago, I was the "worthless" foster son who had taken the fall for a crime I never committed. I went to prison for my brother's future, thinking that my family would be there to care for my wife. I was wrong. While I rotted away in Blackgate Prison, my inheritance had been stolen: they had wiped off my existence and treated my wife as a slave. They thought I would die in there. But the fate had different plans. In the darkest cell, I met with a mysterious master. I did not just survive; I was reborn. I learned the Nine Heavens Medical Art and activated the Sovereign Martial Body. I healed warlords and crippled assassins in a single touch. Now the prison gates are open. I am no longer the submissive orphan. I am a Dragon King. To my foster family celebrating my misery: Prepare your coffins. To all those billionaires trying to touch my wife: Prepare to lose your hands. I will save lives with my left hand and destroy my enemies with my right hand. The King is out, and debts must be repaid in blood.

On our third wedding anniversary, I lit candles, cooked her favorite meal, and waited. She said she was working late. I went to surprise her. Instead, I found my wife walking into a hotel with another man—laughing, kissing—while I stood in the street like a fool. That night, I filed for divorce. The next day, her lover shoved me into traffic. The car should have killed me. Instead, I woke up with a power I can’t explain—five frozen seconds where the world stands still, and only I can move. Five seconds to expose a lie. Five seconds to ruin an enemy. Five seconds to make them choke on every ounce of humiliation they gave me. They took my love, my trust, and the life I built. Now I’m taking everything from them—slow enough that they’ll see it coming, and fast enough they can’t stop it. She betrayed me. They tried to bury me. But I’m not the man they remember. I’m the man they’ll regret ever crossing.