When hear the word maid, what I know is a woman who dresses in black and white attire. Yet all of that was different when my family sent me to one of the royal family households. They didn't send me a dress like a maid I know. The job isn't like the maid I know where they work around the househol...

They deserve what happens to them. Ever since they enslaved us, ever since they shackle us underground to bring them their ore or chain above ground to harvest their grain. We suffered, while they fattened their bellies. No more, now we deserve justice. We will ravage through their countryside...

**DISCLAIMER: there are depictions of depression, suicide, self-deprecation, and self-harm in this book. i do not suggest reading this book if any of this triggers you.** Toshiro Okumori is a second-year high school boy who struggles to empathize with others because of his traumatic past. Beca...

Nozomi Masayuki is waiting for the train to arrive when an orange-haired girl sudden utters a question that catches his attention and triggers some of his unwanted memories. Seeing her attempt to jump in front of the train, he takes action not knowing how this girl, who introduces herself as Noz...

What’s it like to be labelled crazy and shipped away? What does a mind feel like while deep in a psychosis? How does it feel to fall in love with someone who can’t love? Sora Metarou is confronted with these questions when he’s moved to Yamaimura College For The Neurodivergent in the Japanese ...

After battling with herself, a girl decides to end it all, that is until some unexpected helps arrives and makes her see things from a different perspective.

To whom it may concern, In the hushed corridors of our existence, where laughter once echoed, now resides a specter of memories. Amei, my sister, once a beacon of warmth, now stands as an enigma veiled in silence. The melody of her laughter has faded, replaced by an unfathomable ailment tha...

I stood at the edge of life. Misery and fear filled my heart. One step to end it all. It was then I met a girl the same as me, but we could not hear each other. I wanted to talk. Therefore, I made a paper plane to carry and deliver my voice, and hers.

The scene of her sisters death kept repeating in her dreams over and over again. Consumed by her grief, she follows her dreams instructions and soon realizes her true desires.

There is always some sort of desire that keeps people moving forward. Some people are too blind to see it; and others are often entranced by its delightful delusion. The desire to go somewhere not here; can always be found in every piece of literature. What kind of story is written without going ...