twisted

A few days to Mcginn's birthday, he receives a letter purportedly from a mysterious person called Pluto, who wants him to return a pendant he had taken while in active service. There is only one man who can dare to search for this treasure and return it to the owner, a man who has been killed three years earlier. As the search for pendant intensifies, a dark lord ignites interest in the pendant which can give him the power to control mankind. The treasure must be found and returned to it's owner who plans to present it to his intended bride, a rich girl who doesn't know his true identity and and treats him with anything but respect. Everyone involved must tread with caution for even the knowledge of Pluto's identity is certain death.

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

Synopsis: In the heart of darkness, the spark of retribution, In the soul’s betrayal, the seed of vengeance sown, In the ashes of love, the phoenix of justice rose. Fate’s cruel jest, a play of shadows cast, Upon this stage of life, the truth unmasked. The age unfolded as a tragic drama, blurring the lines between right and wrong. Edward Steel, a man of humble beginnings who got more grit than met the eyes, bore the brunt of his wife’s transgressions, serving her sentence in prison. But when he walked out a free man, all that awaited him was not gratitude but divorce papers. Sarah Smith, his so-called true-blue wife, had long turned into a slave to greed and a harlot to wealth, tangled up with a wealthy degenerate rotten to the core. Edward, always the one to turn the other cheek, was only met with endless treachery and deceit. All he wanted was a quiet exit, but instead, he was subjected to a mountain of humiliation. How much can a man endure? Join Edward on his odyssey from the depths of despair to the pinnacle of power in ‘Prison to Pinnacle: Ex-wife’s Eternal Remorse’, witnessing the birth of a legend that would promise to illuminate the path to moral clarity in a world grown dim!

Andrès was accused of murdering his boss. The boss of the company he and his wife works for. He was shocked by the accusation and betrayal of his wife and best friend but there was nothing he could do to prove his innocence because the CCTV footage in his boss’ office caught him serving his boss the tea that was spiked. He was tired in court and was given a life sentence for the murder of his boss’ death. Eventually, fate was on his side and he got out earlier than he ever imagined. Upon his return, he found out that his wife got married to his best friend. Driven by rage, he began working for a cartel and soon climbed the ladder, becoming the most ruthless Mafia boss. To some people, he is legendary and a ghost lord. With vengeance in his heart, he is out for blood. Go with me on this journey, to know what happens in this twisted triangle… Will ya?

Millie, a girl raised in the brutal Red District becomes the infamous Wolf Slayer after killing a notorious pimp. Fleeing her old life, she joins a group of misfit warriors in the town of Bremen, battling pirates and the shadowy Grim Society. As they fight to free the oppressed, Millie uncovers dark secrets, including a twisted Black Market run by an evil witch, and forms alliances with unexpected allies like Peter, a rogue leader of forest children.

Max stepped forward, his heart racing as he searched the man’s face, looking for some resemblance, some hint of familiarity. “Who… who are you?” he managed to ask, his voice barely above a whisper. The man studied him for a moment before responding, his voice thick with emotion. “I am Reginald Reid, your grandfather.” The words hit Max like a thunderbolt. “Grandfather?” he echoed, his mind racing. He had never imagined he had a family, much less one of such prominence. Reginald nodded, his gaze filled with a mixture of pride and regret. “Yes, Max. You are my grandson, and the last direct heir of the Reid family.” Max stepped forward, his heart racing as he searched the man’s face, looking for some resemblance, some hint of familiarity. “Who… who are you?” he managed to ask, his voice barely above a whisper. The man studied him for a moment before responding, his voice thick with emotion. “I am Reginald Reid, your grandfather.” The words hit Max like a thunderbolt. “Grandfather?” he echoed, his mind racing. He had never imagined he had a family, much less one of such prominence. Reginald nodded, his gaze filled with a mixture of pride and regret. “Yes, Max. You are my grandson, and the last direct heir of the Reid family.” Max’s mind swirled with confusion. “But… why didn’t I know? Why didn’t anyone tell me?” A flicker of pain crossed Reginald’s face. “There were… complicated reasons. When your parents passed away under tragic circumstances, it was decided that you should be raised away from the family, for your own safety. It was not an easy choice, but it was necessary.” Max’s heart twisted at the mention of his parents. He’d spent his end of the year

Black Hollow is a town built on secrets, where the past lingers like smoke and whispers of the dead weave through the wind. When Evelyn Drake, a 32-year-old trauma psychologist, inherits her estranged grandmother's abandoned estate, she plans to sell it and never look back. But the house, once ravaged by an unexplained fire, holds a history as twisted as the town itself. Evelyn soon discovers that her grandmother, Vivienne Hale, was a Soul Keeper, a guardian of spirits trapped between life and death. Her return stirs something ancient and angry. The spirits of Black Hollow awaken, their vengeance unresolved. When burned corpses begin appearing, each victim bearing the same eerie mark, Evelyn realizes she’s entangled in a crime that refuses to stay buried. Teaming up with Detective Ethan Calloway, a hardened cop haunted by his own past, Evelyn must uncover a decades-old conspiracy, a forgotten fire, and the true purpose of the Soul Keeper’s legacy. But not every ghost seeks peace. Some crave revenge. And in the ashes of the past, a killer still walks among the living.