Evil Inside Us

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

Vineet was just a regular guy living a happy life, but one day in an accident he lost his family. Now it has been two years, he was just going through the daily motions to live his life because he was still not able to fully recover from that tragedy. On the second year’s eve of that tragic accident, he died in an earthquake. He then reincarnated into a different world with his memories intact. After much thought, he accepted his new reality and made up his mind to live a fulfilling life in this new world. But it’s not always that things go as you want, and on his first birthday the village he was in was attacked and he was separated from his family and found himself on a sacrificial altar, and was soon sacrificed in the name of some old forgotten gods. He was indignant, but as soon as his vision darkened he jolted awakened to find that now has been born again, but this time as a goblin. Before he can make any sense of it, another goblin attacked him. While trying to fend for his life, another goblin attacked him from the back and he died again. Frustration boiled up inside of him, and he screamed in despair: "ARGHHHHHHAAAAAA!!" Soon his consciousness awakened but this time he instinctively knew that he has not been born again, but somehow was capable of thinking. He didn’t know how much time passed but now there was only one thought in his mind this was torture, he would rather have his memories erased and be done with it. But fate had different plans for him…

Wayne Stark has always been the center of ridicule. In the eyes of his in-laws, he’s nothing but a worthless burden. Even the youngest among them doesn’t hesitate to insult or strike him, using every opportunity to remind him of his place—at the bottom. But what infuriates them more than anything is Wayne’s calm reaction. No matter the humiliation, he smiles. He speaks with respect. He never loses his cool. To them, he’s a fool. But to Wayne, it’s simply life as he knows it. What they don’t know is that their days of mocking him are numbered. Wayne was the last surviving member of the prestigious Stark family—a powerful lineage reduced to ashes in a tragic explosion that killed everyone, or so they thought. At just three years old, Wayne was rescued by a loyal servant named Zack, who vanished with him into hiding. Wayne grew up in an orphanage, unaware of his bloodline, with nothing but memories of warmth and shadows of loss. He never let the insults weigh him down—because deep inside, he believed life owed him nothing but a reason to keep smiling. Now, decades later, Zack finally reaches Lord Williams, the most respected and feared ally of the former Stark family. Upon learning the truth, Lord Williams vows to restore Wayne’s honor—by making him the wealthiest, most powerful man in the country. And Wayne? He’s ready to rise—and repay every slap, every insult, and every drop of humiliation. Not with anger. But with unstoppable dominance. And as of Lena what’s her play? Is it love or what?

In an alternative universe wars are taking place between humans and ghouls. A thousand years ago, humans built a siege to keep the ghouls trapped inside and stop them from attacking human villages. Fifty years ago, the siege cracked, and ghouls flooded the human world, destroying many cities. They disguise themselves as humans or animals when they infiltrate cities. Then, they reveal their true forms, attack, and burn everything to the ground. Scientists built a barrier system to keep ghouls out, and governments trained warriors to use high-tech devices to fight them. The strongest group of warriors, who fought bravely for the last decade, are called the Knights of Askalan. They fought the battle that took place ten years ago, protecting their city from ghouls, and are now the heroes and protectors of the city. Ali is a 21-year-old fresh graduate. On the day of his graduation, he was having fun with his friends and taking pictures during the ceremony when ghouls attacked from the sea. Somehow they broke the barrier. His friends were killed while trying to escape. He went to check on his family, but two of his brothers had been killed while defending his mother and younger sister, and his father was injured. He tried to get them to safety amid the chaos, but they were trapped. So, he decided to sacrifice himself, leading the ghouls away from his family. The ghouls surrounded him and attacked one by one. Just as he thought he was finished, a system screen appeared, giving him a choice: start over the day with new armor or carry on and die.

I was born and lived inside a virtual game world, till I was tricked by the Great Administrator and got kicked out to the Real World for my bad mouth! I am Athanasios, a citizen of the virtual game world of Elysium. The world I'm living in, is a paradise or that's what everyone says. It's boring and all day I'm forced to play games like Tetris to mine virtual coins. That's the only way to buy new avatars or expand my dungeon tower, the only two things that actually matter to me. However, everything changed when I received a strange message saying I can try a new game experience. But there was a catch! Instead, I was tricked and transferred to the real world. Things aren't that much different from the virtual world: Goblins plague the villages, dragons tear down cities and adventurers try to loot dungeons. In fact, this world is better than expected! So realistic and not to mention that for the first time in my gaming life, I managed to multiclass from level-1. You see, I drank the blood of a Vampire Lord by mistake and became a vampire mage once I got here. The problem is that I wasn't meant to drink his blood and now he and his minions hunt me. At least, most of them identify as hot, so no reason to complain on that either. What troubles me however, is that there's no exit button from the Real World and the only way to get back to my world is by finishing the missions I was tasked. Warning: This novel contains harem elements, strong language and graphic violence.

I learned early that if you’re born at the bottom, the world doesn’t hate you. It just doesn’t see you. I wasn’t mistreated. I was useful. A donor. A background presence. The kind of person wealthy families keep around until they don’t need him anymore. I got good at being invisible. Then someone pointed a gun at my chest. And Seraphina Knowles, the most powerful woman in the city said, “Apologize to him.” Men who wouldn’t have remembered my name minutes earlier dropped to their knees. It should’ve felt like victory. It didn’t. Because power doesn’t erase what you were. It tests what you’ll become. Behind closed doors, I’m the Chairman of Prism Dragon Group. I could end careers with a signature. Crush bloodlines with paperwork. But I don’t move in anger. I watch. And when I start watching, I find something rotting inside my own empire money disappearing too carefully to be a mistake. Betrayal hiding behind polished smiles. This stops being about humiliation. It becomes war. Bennett Sterling inherited power but never discipline. He mistakes noise for strength. I let him believe that. Men who panic expose themselves. Now arrests are being made. Empires are trembling. And the boardroom is about to learn who truly holds authority. I won’t smile. This was never about proving them wrong. It was about making sure no one will ever decide my worth again.

Most people live their lives without ever knowing what lingers after death. Raito was never meant to be one of the ones who do. Three years ago, a night meant for stars and quiet laughter ended in blood. Since then, Raito has lived a half-life—haunted, isolated, and unseen by the world he no longer fully belongs to. Ghosts roam the city, born from human obsessions too strong to die, yet for reasons he cannot explain, they sense him only when he dares to acknowledge their existence. To them, he is a blind spot. To himself, he is a survivor who should have died. Beneath the surface of ordinary life, a secret war is being fought. The Ghost Hunters Organization (GHO) operates in the shadows, wielding cursed weapons born from the obsessions of fallen spirits, hunting ghosts before their grief and rage evolve into something far worse. When Raito is pulled into this hidden world, a terrifying truth begins to surface—one that ties his survival, his strange condition, and the death of his childhood friend together in ways he never imagined. Because some ghosts do not move on. Some protect. Some wait. And some… live on inside the living. As Raito is forced to confront the dead he carries, the trauma he buried, and the monsters born from human obsession, he must decide whether strength is worth the cost—when every step forward drags the weight of the dead along with him. In a world where ghosts are not born from malice but from love, regret, and obsession, the greatest horror is not what refuses to die… …but what refuses to let go.

13 Heavens: Rise of the Bloodline Dreg The Aura is back. And the world will never be the same. Three years ago, the Great Revival flooded Earth with cosmic energy. Cities turned into wild jungles. Skyscrapers were wrapped in massive, deadly plants. Legendary beasts roamed the streets of New York. And the only rule left? Power, the power to cultivate. Leo Kaelen was born with everything. A name from one of the five ancient bloodlines. A future full of promise. And now… he has nothing. “Bloodline Dreg,” they sneer. “Scavenger,” they call him. His family is disgraced. Their cultivation methods lost. And Leo is forced to survive in a city that wants him dead, fighting for scraps while monsters hunt him at every turn. Then, during a fight for his life in a long-forgotten ancient site, Leo discovers something that changes everything: a celestial system has awakened inside him. “You… you’re not ready for this,” the system warns. “I have no choice,” Leo snaps. This is the Path of the Perfect Foundation. Where others celebrate reaching the 11th level of cultivation, Leo is forced toward the unheard-of 13th. Where others build stable Foundations, he must forge a Chaos Foundation. Where others strengthen their skin to deflect knives, he must harden his to Diamond Hide. It’s a curse. And it’s the ultimate weapon. In a city ruled by ruthless families and crawling with primordial beasts, Leo must hide his impossible power. Every secret level he unlocks brings him closer to the truth behind the Aura Revival and closer to becoming the target of every force that wants to control the new world… or watch it burn. In a world of giants, the one with the deepest foundation will rise highest.

What?!?" Pia exclaimed. “What's within?” Saying, "Oh my God! Is that a finger that has been chopped?’ Cassandra uttered, "I'm not sure!” "What the fuck does that even mean?!?" exclaimed Pia. Cassandra says, "What?!?" Please don't look at me that way. Furthermore, I have no idea what that even means!’ Pia commented, "This is embarrassing," and Cassia responded, "Okay, I'm going to call the police right away." "No!" exclaimed Pia. Oh no, please don't! “ Cassiandra uttered, "Are you serious at this moment? Cass, that is one fucking chopped finger! Furthermore, we have no idea whose finger it is!” "I'm sure that whoever sent this wouldn't really like it if we ever called the police about this," Pia said. "I also think that they might be keeping an eye on us right now." Cassandra was already breathing heavily as she was scared and doesn't know what to do. She panicked while Pia remained calm and silent as she tries to calm her friend down. Fear flashed through Cassandra's mind as she and Pia stood next to her car, their nerves still raw from the uncomfortable meeting. "Then, what do we do now?" Cassandra's eyes darted across the surroundings while her voice wavered with anxiety. With her own heart rate accelerating due to adrenaline, Pia tried to calm their agitated minds. "Maybe we'll try to calm down first..." However, Cassandra's mind was already racing, a flash of insight emerging in her. "But wait, the letter!" Pia looked in astonishment, taken aback by Cassandra's apparent eagerness. "What?" Words flew out of Cassandra's mouth, a trace of panic in her tone. "H-Haven't that box come with a letter?" Pia's face wrinkled as she considered what Cassandra had said, realizing what had happened.

> In the Holy Domains, your worth is measured by what you kill and what you eat. Zack Tennyson was worth nothing—until he killed the wrong bug and hacked the system. Now the boy mocked as “Stab-Ass Fatso” is evolving faster than anyone expected. But power brings attention. And in a world where the strong eat the weak, Zack’s about to find out what it really means to survive. --- 📖 Synopsis The story opens with a sky-splitting aerial battle—Zack, older and blazing with crimson wings, going head-to-head against a Dragon-Type Guardian. As they clash, he breaks the fourth wall, taunting the reader with, “Let me tell you how it all began…” Flashback to the desert wasteland of the Holy Domains, where Zack is just another hungry nobody. Spirit Points rule all, and Zack has none. His days are spent scavenging trash and devouring mutant bugs like Carbee for even the tiniest point—only to be met with failure after failure. Until one day, he kills a glowing blue Carbee, something far beyond his level. It changes everything. His system begins a hidden “mod installation,” and Zack finally feels power stir inside him. But power doesn't erase pain. At school, he's hated for a past accident involving his crush, Samantha McPherson—a betrayal that still haunts him. Home isn’t any better. Rent is overdue. Food is gone. His sister is out hunting deep in the Domains. And the system starts demanding brutal daily quests that threaten to break him if he refuses. And yet... something is changing. The mod is installing. The boy they laughed at is becoming something else. Not a hero. Not a monster. Something in between.