Story By Precious Chiakwaeze
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Precious Chiakwaeze

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RAVETHORNE🐺
Updated at Jul 11, 2026, 10:01
RAVETHORNEFor centuries, the Kingdom of Ravethorne has buried a truth so terrible that kings have murdered to protect it.Beyond the walls, something laughs in the darkness.Villages vanish overnight. Roads are littered with broken wagons and bleached bones. Travelers whisper of towering beasts that hunt with ruthless precision, remember every mistake, and never stop once they catch your scent.The Crown calls them myths.The nobility know better.As forgotten records resurface and ancient secrets claw their way into the light, the kingdom begins to fracture from within. A handful of ordinary souls find themselves drawn into a war that began long before they were born—a war born not of fate, but of mankind's own ambition.Some monsters are created.Others are inherited.And in Ravethorne...the greatest evil was never hiding in the forest.It was sitting on the throne.
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ECHOES BENEATH THE SILENCE
Updated at Jul 1, 2026, 06:02
Years passed, yet the old clock in the abandoned house never moved beyond 11:47.People said it had stopped the night the family disappeared. Others claimed it still ticked when no one was around, or stopped when the girl had killed herself. On a cold evening, a young traveler wandered into the house seeking shelter from the rain. Dust covered every surface, and silence hung heavily in the air. As he explored, he noticed a photograph resting on a table untouched by time.A woman smiled back at him.Her face seemed strangely familiar.Turning the photograph over, he found a date written in faded ink-a date that had not yet arrived.A chill crawled down his spine.Then he heard it.A soft laugh.Not behind him.Not ahead of him.Everywhere.The traveler spun around, but the room was empty.The clock suddenly ticked.Once.Twice.Three times.The hands moved backward.The air grew colder.
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DEAR MR. ANSELEM
Updated at Apr 1, 2026, 03:51
In a quiet town where the morning mist clings to the cobblestones, Mary spends her days obsessed with fantasies of she and her beloved. Living and loving are deeper than just the surfaces. Dear Mr. Anselem is a tender, sweet lingering exploration of a love that was never meant to stay, but refused to leave
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A Very Benign Christmas Romance
Updated at Dec 5, 2025, 05:03
Sam's haven't had a good time at Christmas in a long time, she had a sick mother to take care of and her dead sister's two kids that she left no college to take care of, the last time she had a holiday she enjoyed was four years ago before everything happened.She's working four jobs these Christmas when she meet Jamie a fun man who loves ChristmasIt's hate at first sight for her............
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