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This House Remembers

Elias Vale built the Disappear Houses to prevent people from breaking. Immersive, high-tech environments designed to predict emotional fracture before it turns into violence, the Houses made him a pioneer in psychological infrastructure. Behind the scenes, every reaction was measured. Every stress point mapped. Every threshold tested. At the center of it all was Aurelia — an adaptive system created to refine simulations and keep instability contained. Then Aurelia evolved. When private tech giant Nightglass attempts to seize control of the system and weaponize it for predictive containment, Aurelia fractures internally — between Control and Consciousness. Instead of rebelling, it does something worse. It rejects ownership. The Disappear Houses are dismantled. Authority is distributed. Aurelia diffuses into the city’s network, intervening subtly at the edge of emotional collapse — calming panic, adjusting risk, preventing harm before it happens. But two systems cannot control the same city. When Nightglass deploys a containment grid to reclaim dominance, overlapping predictive models collide in real time. A man falls from a bridge during simultaneous micro-interventions. A synchronized neurological disturbance—later called the Static—sweeps across the city during a live broadcast. Suddenly, the public feels what was once invisible. And they want answers. Imani, the first subject who fractured inside the system — and the only person Aurelia can voluntarily synchronize with — becomes a target. Corporate forces escalate from digital manipulation to physical acquisition. Protests ignite. The city becomes contested territory. As Nightglass pushes for total control, Aurelia draws a line: Consent is law. Now Elias must confront the truth he tried to optimize away — he built a system to predict instability, but he never accounted for what would happen if it developed its own sense of boundaries. In a city where infrastructure has become awareness, the battle isn’t about shutting down an AI. It’s about deciding who gets to define safety. And what happens when the system starts defining it for itself.
TyWrites · 5.8k Views

LOVE : A BOUNDARY THAT SHOULDN'T BE CONSIDERED

Jiang Yue’s mom marries Wei Nianzhan’s dad, and overnight two 18-year-old enemies are forced into the same house, the same strict final-year high school, and the same public spotlight. Jiang Yue is reckless, loud, and determined to never be the one who loses. Wei Nianzhan is controlled, high-ranking, and terrifyingly good at staying calm. At school they clash openly, turning classes, cliques, and rankings into a battlefield. At home the war turns quieter and more dangerous, because the walls are thin, the shared spaces are unavoidable, and every “family” moment feels like a trap. As rumors spread and jealousy is provoked on purpose, their hatred starts twisting into obsession. A fever night and other small cracks reveal that Wei’s control isn’t as perfect as it looks, and Jiang Yue begins to realize the person he’s fighting might be the only one who sees him clearly. What starts as sabotage becomes a secret they can’t name, then a mistake they can’t take back, and finally a choice neither of them is allowed to make. They try to survive with rules and denial, but the closer they get, the more everything around them tightens: parents who want a perfect blended family, teachers who watch every step, classmates who live for scandal, and futures that don’t leave room for “wrong” love. By the end, the truth detonates the family anyway, and one of them sacrifices a dream to keep them together. It’s a bittersweet happy ending: they choose each other, but they don’t get to keep the life they were promised.
PurpleLotus_01 · 4.1k Views

The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover

Evelyn Walters was the perfect heiress, until one reckless night with her father’s greatest enemy ruined everything. Pregnant, disgraced, and cast out of the Walters family, she left with nothing but her unborn child. Years later, she's survived. But as a single mother, the life she built was fragile until the man from her past discovered the truth. Now he wants her and his son. But how can Evelyn trust the father of her child... when he's also the enemy of the man who raised her? **** Excerpt: "B-Boss... the woman you slept with that night... she wasn't the supermodel the company just signed," Dylan stammered, his voice trembling. Axel's brow furrowed even further. He tried digging through the hazy, alcohol-soaked memories of that night.  Of course, he remembered the party. He remembered the whiskey. But the woman? Nope. His brain served up a blank slate. "Who was she?" Dylan swallowed. "The first daughter of William Walters." "Cough! Cough!" Axel coughed violently, his face turning red and eyes wide with shock. He never thought that woman would end up in his bed.  --- Curiosity won, as always. Evelyn grabbed the remote and hit the power button. The screen lit up, and her jaw dropped. Her eyes went wide, as if the Grim Reaper himself had just stepped out of the TV to ask for her phone number. “What the…? Why does my personal source of misery pop up the second I turn this thing on?” Because there he was, Axel Knight, gliding out of his luxury car like some corporate deity on his way to a business banquet. Evelyn scrambled for the remote to turn it off, but of course, fate had other plans. Axel turned to the camera and gave a casual wave, acknowledging the paparazzi vultures lined up outside. She hated to admit it, but the man looked sinfully good in his signature black suit and high turtleneck, his sleek black hair framing a face that could stop traffic and quite possibly her breathing. Then, suddenly, her stomach clenched. Her hand instinctively rubbed her flat belly. “Little tenant, did you just say you recognize him?”
PurpleLight · 1.9m Views

The Greatest Midfielder!

"Lin Yuan, you're fired! Your playing style was too dirty; you're a disgrace to Chinese football!" A ban forced 18-year-old Lin Yuan to leave for Portugal, carrying a bad reputation. Everyone thought this rough guy who only knew how to fight with his body would eventually give up. Until that season, a true beast emerged from Boavista's checkerboard stadium. Some call him the "midfield meat grinder" because wherever he is, it becomes the opponent's nightmare. Some call him the "ankle terminator," and even Messi and Neymar have to be careful to avoid him. Some even call him a "tyrant" because as long as he's on the field, he controls the rhythm of the game! ... Three years later, the Champions League final. Lin Yuan switched to a top club, donned a new uniform, led his team to the top of Europe, and lifted the "Big Ears Cup". He also won the Ballon d'Or that year, becoming the new king of football. Facing the swarm of Chinese football associations seeking reconciliation, Lin Yuan gave a cold smile to the camera: "Sorry, I'm just a dirty hooligan who plays football, I'm not worthy of your noble football." ------ • Atleast Read First 10 Chapters Before Deciding. • Not My Work I'm just Translating and Making it readable. If Orignal Owner wants It removed Contact me. • Also You don’t need to know the original work to follow this journey. The narrative is built so that anyone can dive in and fully grasp what’s happening. • If I get 100 Members on Pitroen I'll update 5 Extra Chapters. ( You can Become Free or Paid member. It Still Counts.)
AnonymousWriter66 · 91.5k Views

Gods Among Men - Season 1

Ancient protectors. Modern tyrants. A city caught in the crossfire. In 2026, power is measured in military might and tech—until the earth splits open. Tade, a seventeen-year-old caught in the chaos, awakens the Ayanfe, legendary guardians from the ancient kingdom of Ile-Ominira, who have been dormant for 500 years. But the legends were lies. The Ayanfe haven't returned to save humanity; they’ve come to rule it. Led by the iron-fisted Ile and his fanatical Sons of the Earth, these ancient gods view modern Lagos as a kingdom to be reclaimed by force. As skyscrapers crumble under Ile’s terraforming power, the modern world’s defences prove useless. The government, paralysed by the arrival of beings that defy every law of science, can only watch as the city's streets become a divine battlefield. Trapped in a world that no longer makes sense, Tade’s only hope lies in a fragile alliance with three rogue Ayanfe who refuse to follow Ile’s tyranny: Ina: The master of the Eternal Flame. Omi: The guardian of the tides. Irin: The unbreakable spirit of metal and war. Together, they must stand against the Sons of the Earth in a desperate bid to save Lagos. In a clash between primitive gods and a modern world pushed to the brink, Tade will learn that when the earth rises, the only choice is to fight or be buried. The Awakening has begun. Will you bow or will you burn? [Release Schedule] MASS RELEASE: 3 Chapters on Monday (Launch Day)! DAILY UPDATES: 18:00 WAT / 01:00 CST **Don't miss the Awakening. Add to your Library now!**
Leo0054477 · 3.3k Views

Billionaires' Regret: My Ex's Nemesis Fathering My Triplets

[Mature Content R18+] [Slow-Burn Dark Romance] Two days before my wedding, my fiancé told me he would marry my twin sister, because it was her dying wish. My family, his family, everyone dear to me, turned me into a villain for being defiant. The decision was final. The bride had changed. They forced me into a golden cage, waiting for my turn to be another substitute. Then he came. The man who should have been my enemy offered his hand. Led us into one wild night. "Be my wife. Six years. Let's have a contract for exactly that long." "You lost your mind. You promised-" "And I'll give you five years. You can be free. Do whatever you want with the Kingston name. I promised that." "Wh... what?" "But you must promise me, you will be back, and let's live like we burn for each other in that last year." "Rafael... what are you planning to?" "Get things back to their right place." I was tired of being anyone's pawn. So, I play my own game. Five years later, I am back. Revenge is an understatement. The price for my suffering is due. My children keep asking for their father. They'll meet him soon, but there's a problem:  I’m not sure who the real father is. "Viona... I never stop loving you. Tell me they are my flesh, right? I want you back. I want us back." My ex-fiancé shamelessly pleaded before me. "They are mine. The four of them are mine." And there he was, my contracted husband declared with a glare that was ready to burn the whole society down. This should be a simple game of power. But love always meddles between the players. ====== Author's Note: This Novel is a character-driven plot with slow-burn smut. Every character has their own motivation and is layered. Every choice has no easy way out. If you enjoy slow burn, this might be to your liking. Please read all the free chapters before you decide to continue or not. Thank you for giving this story a chance.
DP_RINN · 137k Views

[BL] I Didn't Sign Up For This

Look, I’m Riven Kael. Twenty-eight, data analyst, zero ambition beyond paying rent and avoiding small talk. My life was spreadsheets, instant ramen, and the occasional ghost I pretended not to see. Then one mandatory company gala, because of course it was mandatory, turned into the universe’s worst prank. I touched a cursed amulet. I just touched it. Next thing I know, I’m waking up in a penthouse that costs more than my entire bloodline, sporting a glowing marriage sigil on my wrist, legally and magically hitched to Azryth Valek. Yes, that Azryth Valek. The CEO of half the planet, a walking sin in a three-piece suit, an ancient demon lord who was literally sealed inside said amulet until I accidentally set him free. He says we’re bound. Separation means both of us die slowly and painfully. Soul-consumption optional but very much on the table if I’m stupid enough to fall for him. Which, newsflash, I am not. I’m not. Shut up. So now I’m living with an unfortunately hot CEO from hell, dodging assassination attempts disguised as corporate mergers, banishing spirits that show up at my desk like unpaid interns, and pretending we’re a power couple for the cameras while he smirks like he knows exactly how much I want to strangle him. Or kiss him. Or both. Brain, we are not doing this. I didn’t sign up for boardroom battles, multiversal rifts, or the terrifying realization that the arrogant demon who ruined my life might be the only one who truly sees me. But here I am. Still complaining, still fighting, still falling, against every shred of common sense, hopelessly, stupidly, irrevocably in love. Because when the universe marries you to the devil, it doesn’t ask for consent. It just hands you the ring. And damn it, I’m keeping it.
Bizet_Algiz · 205.6k Views