When a body is found ritually displayed on the shores of Loch Ness, young Private Investigator Corvin Cross must use his skills of rational deduction to expose a human killer exploiting the town's deepest superstitions, before the rising tide of fear condemns an innocent man and makes him the nex...

When rumors of a brainwashed town reach detective Kaito's ears, he expects a simple case of mass hysteria. What he finds is a silent, perfect community hiding a terrible secret at its core: a pristine castle and the ancient, self-created entity sleeping within. His investigation becomes a descent...

"You really think I don't see the way you look at her? With regret in your eyes and sorrow in your heart, you may as well already be courting."  "I assure you, there's no-"  "I don't want to hear it. If you love her so much, you can join her."  -------------------------------------------...

It was the aura of being unloved that attracted the Snatchers. The Chrono-dimensional Algorithmic Gatekeeper Engine (C.A.G.E) was supposed to protect us from them in the orphanage, but of course, everyone knew it wasn't perfect. That's why I stayed by myself, following the rules to stay shieled.

A short story from Rachel from Fallow the Leader’s perspective.

Facing his nemesis and ultimate challenge, a villain dies but his coveted end is denied to him. Resurrected for someone else’s ambition, he finds most of his power gone at the whims of the magics of a new world. Taking the name of the one who slayed him, the reborn villain seems a way back to ...

Appleana the apple travels through the vast fruit land in pursuit of boss pomegranate and his assistant lichee, meeting several cool comrades in the journey. Will Appleana catch boss pomegranate and retrieve the emerald apple stem?

Protag Onist is one tunnel away from freedom. Sure, it may be the most haunted tunnel in the nation, but he has a secret weapon: a special doll given to him by grandpa. With its power, nothing would dare harm him... Right?

I don't remember the last time I saw sunlight. I remember times basket in golden light. But I don't know which one was the last. I don't remember the last time I ate red meat either, bread too. The squealing of gulls, metal scratching against metal, toddlers screaming, I thought I hated th...

When does a hole stop being a hole, and what happens when you learn you're not alone?