Whoever thought a love story could start with a book? I can tell you who didn't Sakurai Kyo, with the love of his life being just books he finds that there is more to life than fiction. But every love story has it's troubles, so will our protagonist be able to see the Happily Ever After he always...

A murder puts the lives of 4 friends in jeopardy, what they thought had been done and dealt with has now come back to haunt them... 10 years ago Hashimoto Daisuke, Kazama Kazuki, Hoshina Emiru, and Tachibana Reiko thought that they had gotten away with murder... literally. That was until they ...

A child solider in Tangara De Sahara, brazil, finds a notebook in a burning blue house in a fallen neighborhood. inside the notebook, faces begin to appear. 'Trem De Doido' (secondary story, so updates eh... theyll come lol.)

The 15 year named "Nocturne, Naito" has a dream. It's to become a NEET. A NEET that has already gained money enough to live his life as a NEET without relying on everyone. A NEET where he can enjoy his life lazing around reading books(Light Novel/Manga in a Fantasy World) using the money he has e...

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‘In the beginning… The angel Lucifer was cast out of Heaven and condemned to rule Hell for all eternity. Until he decided to take a vacation… But… Little does he know; he also left his daughter. Who will stop at nothing to bring him back…’ Follow the journey of a young girl as she navig...

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What does a perfect life look like? For a certain someone, it's having everything laid out in front of them, luckily being free from the stress of life. However, death can change everything, from what was once bright becomes even darkness. Given with a second chance, Saeko Fujiyama embarks her pr...

They wear the skin of a person, the skin of a loved one. From a distance, you look into their eyes made of porcelain and watch as their body, like a marionette suspended on invisible strings, dances away, twisting and turning in the darkness. You see them smile with their borrowed faces and shive...

It was dark. I was cold & wearing nothing but a thin white robe that was torn at the sleeves, hips, & back. There was an iron-like smell wafting through the room, blood. It was definitely blood. But, who's? Mine? Or, someone else's? I slowly got up & onto my feet to look around but, as expected, ...