Story By Dorathy Joshua
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Dorathy Joshua

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I’m a passionate writer who loves creating stories that captivate readers and bring emotions to life. I enjoy building unforgettable characters, meaningful moments, and plots that keep readers turning pages. My goal is to write stories that entertain, inspire, and leave a lasting impression.
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Love In A Deadly Game
Updated at May 25, 2026, 13:36
One life for another. That is the rule of the Aftergame.Lena was a ghostwriter who lived in the shadows—until a devastating betrayal by her sister pushed her into the path of a speeding truck. She expected the void. Instead, she woke up in a sadistic, system-driven purgatory where the dead must compete for a second chance at life.In this gore-soaked nightmare, survival has a name: Riven. A lethal player with eyes like cold flint, Riven breaks the game’s cardinal rule to save Lena, making them both targets of the system’s wrath. But as they reach the final level, the horrific truth unvails. Riven isn’t a player. He is the Executioner—a sentient program designed to mimic love, only to deliver the ultimate soul-crushing betrayal.But Riven has developed a terminal malfunction: he truly loves her. Now, most terrifying fate of all.
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The Iron Bond
Updated at May 10, 2026, 01:58
Kael's beast ranks Iron—the lowest, the laughingstock. When his instructor offers a stronger replacement, Kael refuses. The trembling grey beast hears him. For the first time in a thousand years, something inside it stirs—not from command, but from trust. Now Kael must survive an academy that crushes Iron tamers. His cold Gold-rank mentor, Rina, expects him to fail. His classmates mock him. Commander Voss watches because a tamer who refuses to upgrade is a threat to the ranking system itself. If Kael cannot unlock what sleeps inside his beast before the midterm trials, he will be stripped of his bond and exiled. But if he awakens it… he could shatter the only order this world has ever known. Last night, the beast spoke three words into his mind. The first was his name. The second: "They're coming." The third word wasn't a warning. It was a name. Yours.
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