Amidst a strange supernatural phenomenon, an overworked editor has a chance encounter with someone he never thought he'd see again.

The night is cold but Surrounded by walls is safer than being with " so, cold in human being as friend ." Making friends online following " Asteria_g". Smile is full with fear , stretch of blood, fake emotion, trapped in some problems or phobia. ...

Everyone with the privilege of aging shall eventually have to deal with the consequences of time. He is one of the un/lucky few.

There are two forces that rule the humans: Thanatos, the force of death, and Eros, the force of life. And after falling into the temptation of the first one, Aoi will receive a very special visit. A very special short story to remember you are not alone.

Because of Elisa's sudden loss of communication with her boyfriend, Francis. She was forced go to Manila to look for it, but in her search for him, the course of her life would change with a man who would take possession of her whole life. Will Elisa still be able to leave the side of a Mafi...

You have a letter, but you still haven't read it. Why? Because you're afraid of what she'll say to you. That you're a coward, a whiner, and a let down. That you would be thought less of by her. Isn't that right, Laeo?

What's the big deal With the Dead? And what with life? Why would we live por why Would be rather die. In this Short story, Thanar will ramble into this questions along with Elysia.

Eros, the God of Life and Thanatos, the God of Death, are infamously known throughout the world. The people of Eros desire to live and create life in order to please their god and the people of Thanatos desire to die in order to please their own. That being said, Yakuto is stuck in the middle as ...

"Follow me into the night." "What is keeping you tethered to the light?" —Is this a novel? A poem? Who knows? For now, it's about two lovers, with one convincing the other, to go.....

He was always one to be fascinated with death. Thoroughly seduced by the moments after life’s bittersweet kiss lingered into nothingness and slaughter’s tender embrace rushed forth to consume. He told me that there were two types of people: those ruled by the desire for life, and those rule...