A lone woman comes face-to-face with someone she thought was a fairytale in the heart of the holiday season. In front of the Christmas tree he sings his song of Eros, and The Endless Night. While their time together is short, even a precious few minutes may prove to be among the most impo...

Beya was once feared as the man whose flames could reduce armies to ash. But he abandoned that life of blood and fire, sealing his powers away to live in peace with the woman who saw the humanity behind the monster Aiora. That peace shattered the night shadowed creatures came. Aiora was taken,...

“The dead don’t need saving. But we tried anyway.” Aika Tsunemori was just the cheerful sidekick, studying and living quietly in Hoshigure City. Her best friend, Himari, was the gifted exorcist. Her sister, Yuu, was the quiet heart of her world. But when both leave, one to war, the other to de...

What will it take to see Yachiko's eyes? Cover by happylilclouds! Go read her story too!

In the wake of a tragedy, despite wishing for death, I'd always be rejected by Thanatos. No matter what I tried, 'she' would always stop me. But why? Isn't 'she' the God of Death? I can only keep trying to solve the mysteries of life and death. Are they the reason for her rejection? Or was th...

This is a spin-off story based of YOASOBI's music video "Into the Night" as well as the story "An Invitation from Thanatos. This short story will follow an invisible narrator who only limits himself to observe the events around him. Someone who can give more insight into the thoughts of the highe...

In a world teetering on the edge of collapse, devoid of humanity, only two figures stand against the impending darkness. Born from the unlikely union of a demon and a miko, the twin sisters, Sakura and Hana, navigate the desolate remnants of a fallen civilization. Separated from the rest of huma...

We're always alone, aren't we? No one needs me right? No one cares about me right? It has always been like this from my ostracised childhood where I didn't belong in the chaotic orchestra that was school, all the way till now as a lowly unappreciated employee. Until I met her...

The feeling has no name. It reaches out to anyone who has lost someone, parting the close and empty dark—a hand on their shoulder, a whisper in their ear, and that’s how they know that they’re not alone anymore.

An ordinary life of an ordinary person in an ordinary place. Nothing interesting here, move along. If you want better stories, just use the search bar at the top of the page. Click on it and type: 'interesting stories' because this one is anything but that. Are you still here mr or mrs reader-ku...