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Time travel is an interesting concept or idea that has always captivated Bobby Stokes, a white chubby, brainy nerdy teenager living in California. While being bullied at school and painfully ignored by most, Bobby finds solace and comfort in dreams of building a time machine—until one fateful evening, everything changes. He receives a very chilling text message from an unknown number: "Your life is in great danger. A tall black man with a bald head, and a brown stylish mustache is coming after you. Please, avoid him at all costs. I’ll contact you again. —Bob, from the future." Now crippled by fear, Bobby must navigate and explore a mystery that traverse time itself. Who is the black man in the message? Why is Bobby’s future self warning him? And what happens if past and future collide or clashes? Only time will tell… Genre: Sci-Fi Thriller, Mystery, Psychological Drama, YA

Kaito Ran was only eleven years old when he watched his ailing father die. During his passing, Ran witnessed a djinn appear to take his father's soul to hell (NARAKU), but during the process, Ran caught a glimpse of hell before the spiritual portal dispersed. He saw that it was a realm, a place of material and magic. He saw nine cities and towers, mythical beings and doomed souls. He realized that he could go to hell and rescue his father. He met a monastery acolyte named Sōran Haru. Haru admitted he could help him save his father from hell. Ran asked how and Haru told him that his half-sister was a Lilim (Lilims are demonic children of Lilith and Satan). He offered to summon her so they can ask if she could take him to hell and help him save his father. They used a ritual to summon her. She appeared and agreed to help them find Ran’s father and even help return him to the Realm of the Living, but in exchange Ran must serve her In hell for twenty years. Ran, filled with so much love for his father, willingly agreed to this. Ran and Haru are taken to hell and found it to be a sinister world where there was no sun and the sky was in perpetual darkness, lit only by clouds of flame. It had its own rules and physical laws. They journey for what felt like days, but could not be confirmed. Ran found himself aging for years while only days had passed. Now they must survive the horror of hell, and Ran must also deal with going from being eleven years old to sixteen over a few weeks and the fact that he might be the son of the great deceiver.

Adrian Cole was nothing, a pale bookworm at the bottom of the food chain. Until the day the Likability System awakened, his life took a shocking turn. Every task completed raises his charm, wit, and power… and every failure digs his grave deeper. Every sneer. Every slap. Every rejection. He’ll pay them back tenfold. Now, every classroom becomes an arena. Every hallway, a battlefield. And every bully? A stepping stone to his rise. From ridicule to respect, from trash to king, Adrian will flip humiliation into dominance, face-slapping his way to the top.

Ever wished you could read minds? Raditya did—until a freak lightning bolt actually gave him the power. Overnight, he transforms from Liberty High's resident invisible nerd into its most drooled-over guy. But there’s a catch: his new "thought-radio" is stuck at max volume, and he can't turn it off. Imagine trying to survive a date while listening to a girl's hyper-explicit fantasies about you, or attempting to pass AP Physics when your classmates’ brains are broadcasting nothing but panic attacks, TikTok trends, and petty grudges. It’s an absolute, hilarious, and nauseating nightmare. But beneath the hormonal chaos and fake smiles of high school, a real mystery is brewing. Raditya discovers a girl whose mind is a completely silent sanctuary, gets roped into a sketchy underground paranormal club that wants to use him as a radar, and crosses paths with a dangerous new guy who can forcefully shut his powers down. Is Raditya losing his mind? Is he some kind of psychic superhero? Or is he just a ridiculously hot teenager trapped in the loudest, filthiest frequency on earth? Brace yourself for a hilarious, edgy dive into one guy’s chaotic quest to find a mute button for the human race.

Eli Turner was the invisible kid at Crestwood High. Skinny, quiet, and always buried in books, he was the prime target for bullies. Every day, he was shoved into lockers, laughed at in the cafeteria, and humiliated in the classroom. No one cared that he was a genius. No one cared that he had dreams. Least of all, Amelia Rhodes—the girl he once dared to admire from afar. The queen bee of Crestwood. She smiled at him once, and he thought maybe, just maybe, she was different. But that hope was shattered when she dumped a milkshake on his head during prom night, laughing with the rest of the crowd. "You're just a loser, Eli. Always have been, always will be," she spat, heels clicking away as the crowd jeered. Broken and humiliated, Eli almost gave up. Until the email arrived. "Welcome, Elijah Turner. You have unlocked your inheritance. The Turner Foundation and all its holdings are now yours." In disbelief, he opened the account. $250 million. Access to top private mentors, global influence, and a tech empire under his control. Now, Eli is returning—but not as the bullied nerd. This time, he’s the prodigy they never saw coming. With a new name, a sharpened edge, and the power to bring his enemies to their knees. Amelia will choke on her laughter. The bullies will bow. And Crestwood will never forget the day Eli Turner rewrote his story. Will Eli seek vengeance, or redemption?

“Yeah, I’m sure he’ll be back,” Kaelan said. “We need to leave.” Kaelan picked the four daggers up then headed for the door. The duo left the room and made their way down the stairs. “Huh? Are you leaving?” the innkeepers voice sounded behind them. Two scythe is hand, each connected to chains. “You havent paid your clean up fee. Im sure you two messed up the room with your fun.” Kaelan raised a brow, but Lira spoke first. “How much?” “Ten Sarls.” She didnt complain. She placed it on the front desk beside and asked, “can we leave now?” “Yes, yes. Do come again. I like customers like…” the innkeeper paused. His grip on the scythe got tighter. “Tch, they are back again.” Liras ears twitched, and her hand tightened around her dagger. “They are here,” Kaelan said, while looking around. A shadow moved across the broken window. Then, the door burst inward, splintering at the edges. Three assassins tumbled in, cloaked in black, daggers flashing in the dim light. One lunged straight for Kaelan. Kaelan bent to the side, letting the blade slash past him. He grabbed the table and swung it, smashing the first attacker into the wall. The impact sent dust into the air, and the man groaned. “Hey! My Sarls,” yelled the innkeeper. Glass shattered as assassins came in through the window. “I’m gonna kill ya,” he said and charged at them. Lira was already moving, slicing, dodging. Her attacker was fast, but she was faster. Kaelan tossed a dagger at him. It pierced his neck from behind. Lira turned to him, but he didnt pause. He grabbed the third assassin, swung him like a rag, smashing his back into the wall. Kaelan bolted out the inn and Lira leapt after him.