Nadia wasn't supposed to want or feel anything. Her Creator gave her a purpose, and she will fulfil it! But why is she hesitating to heal herself with Zack's soul? What else is she supposed to do with it? Why... doesn't she want to let him go?

En vete a saber donde, existe un pequeño circo de títeres. Rob, es el nuevo añadido al catálogo, un pequeño títere que ha llegado completamente nuevo al circo. Sin tener idea de como funciona nada de ello, y con un jefe bastante malhumorado, tratará de ser el mejor actor del circo! porque no le ...

The revolution has won. The King and Queen are already dead. Only the Princess remains. And tomorrow, she'll die too. Yet she organized one last ball. Amidst all the hate, and in the face of death, she will dance the most beautifully. How to live when you know you'll die ? How to love when you ...

After so many years with someone, saying goodbye for indeterminate time can be an inexplicable pain to deal with and, for better or for worse, sometimes loneliness feels like a more terrifying outcome than death.

"In the late autumn, two souls meet in a bustling city. He is a man resigned to life's ebb and flow, while she is an enigmatic figure, seemingly caught between life and death. Their connection deepens, and they grapple with the call of the God of Death. Amidst conflicting desires, they have a piv...

A woman grapples with her guilt over her younger sister's tragic death. Seeking closure, she returns to a rooftop where her sister fell to fulfill a promise she had made with her younger sister.

She was the one I loved most, and her secret nickname was “My Bridge to Life”. “Love?” As contradicting it is to say , this story is not a romantic drama! I could only describe us like this: Our connection at the start was a thread. Every time I made a crack on you, the bridge, ...

On a cold night in early December, a recently bereaved and recovering alcoholic wanders the streets of a certain city, searching for a salvation that may never come. Then he meets Santa Claus.

Every night, Sayuri walks across the same bridge. Every night, I talk her down. But this time is different; tonight Sayuri will kiss the water.

"There's no death without life, nor life without death." It was her favorite phrase. She was undoubtedly right, but for a long time I've felt so empty that I no longer know if I'm alive or dead. “My love, you're ruled by Eros." My wife used to say to me frequently. Thanatos, Eros or whoever, n...