Corruption Stories

雨は傑作です - In a world slipping into chaos, one boy's dreams hold the key to a truth no one else can see. But the closer he gets, the more reality unravels. - Started: 01.05.2025 Ended: © 𝙃𝙖𝙞𝙠𝙮𝙪𝙪𝙪𝙁𝙁𝙖𝙣

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As Lola recovers, she is haunted by flashes of a forgotten place-a quiet neighbourhood, a single house number: Kenanga 12. The image burns in her mind, blurring the line between dream and memory. Naya's forensic work confirms the impossible: traces of Lola's own blood were found on the walls of that very house. At the same time, Raka's quiet investigation reveals that Kenanga 12 once belonged to a man named Xavier Wijaya who declared dead decades ago, with no next of kin. Piece by piece, the puzzle turns inward. The trail that once led to terrorists and conspiracies now points toward something more intimate-a past Lola herself may have been forced to forget. As power struggles ripple through the nation, Raka and Lola dragged to the heart of the conspiracy, that put President Arsyad's life at stake.

Kael, a young man labeled a 'spiritual waste' in a world where spiritual power reigns, is publicly humiliated and dumped by his arrogant fiancée Elara Voss. But his ancient dragon pendant suddenly awakens, unlocking his dormant divine dragon bloodline. Guided by the Azure Dragon Spirit inside the pendant, Kael gains immense power overnight. He sets out to take revenge: first crushing Elara's top guard Gareth, then forcing Elara to kneel in public. As he rises, he draws the wrath of the Voss Clan, but his journey has only just begun-uncovering the secrets of his bloodline and facing greater threats.

Some people are locked away for what they've done. Elias Blackwood was locked away for what he knows. Celine Whitlow never meant to find him - not the young man behind the warnings, not the truth behind the walls, not the connection that feels like stepping into a storm. In a place built on shadows, Celine becomes Elias's only light. And in a world that has already tried to break him, Elias becomes her truth. A story of forbidden love, quiet rebellion, and the secrets that thrive in the dark.

"Aren't the stars beautiful?" If only they weren't fake. Nothing but an illusion. But how can one ignore that? By never knowing, of course. So we must keep it a secret. A secret of gods. Something no one will ever find out. Follow our orders. I must follow all my orders. That's the only way to become Voidsworn. So if it means keeping a secret, I will keep a secret. If it means taking lives, I will take lives. Nothing can stop me from becoming a god. Nothing can hold me back from the power I am desperate to hold. The matrix needs to add someone new for once. Someone modern. "They're absolutely stunning, aren't they?" The promise. It's the only thing keeping me standing at this point. The stars I can never guarantee will be looking back down at me. No one can go against me.

She ran from the altar in a torn wedding dress. He's the ex-Marine who made the mistake of opening his door. Now the whole county is hunting them. Mira Hayes thought she was finally escaping her small-town life-until she overheard her wealthy fiancé Hal Vincent ordering a brutal beating minutes before their wedding. Terrified, Mira fled into the Mississippi Delta with nothing but her gown, her secrets, and her last breath of courage. When her car dies on a dirt road, she stumbles into Cole Barrett-quiet, scarred, and very much done with the world. But Cole recognizes the fear in Mira's eyes... and the kind of man who'd put it there. Hal Vincent isn't just a groom scorned. He's a man who owns the sheriff, controls the deputies, and rules Cypress County from behind a polished smile. And Mira's escape lights a fuse he intends to snuff out-no matter the cost. Dragged into a deadly chase through swamps, backroads, juke joints, and abandoned river shacks, Mira and Cole must depend on each other to survive. But as danger closes in, so does the slow-burn connection pulling them together-raw, tender, and impossible to ignore. He didn't want a fight. She didn't want a hero. But together, they might start a war that will burn the Delta clean-or bury them both. 🔥 Romantic Action 🔥 Gritty Southern Noir 🔥 Runaway Bride × Ex-Marine Protector 🔥 Danger, slow-burn passion, and the fight for freedom

Every OC holds a reflection of your soul Reflections of your flaws.... Your pride... Your anger... But what if...it was true? An actual piece of your soul.....in your own creation....how silly... I wonder...what would happen... ----------------------- A cliche love story gone wrong, was it neglect? corruption? Fate? Or was it something else....just be careful what you wish for, the feeling of life....it changes, always shifting.....chaotic, fierce, unpredictable....something you can't control. ----------------------- (This takes place era 3 gen 2, each era represents a specific time in the timeline, each gen represents what generation of ocs they are. I hope you enjoy this series just as much as I do!)

Can a heritage of savagery and a heart of sincerity coexist? The Origin. A race of beings who possess inhuman abilities and dwell in a society built upon strength and domination. For centuries, the strongest would rule and the weak were to obey. Though barbaric at first sight, this well established system maintained an era of peace among their kind. However... Somewhere down the line, a new leader arose. With his faction, he toppled the powers that be and founded his own governmental system. One based on corruption, caste systems and classism. Through usurped riches, he amassed great manpower and obedience. Thus the strong were cast into the depths of the slums, destined to serve the weak in a subjugation cloaked as 'law and order'. Until... One man from amongst the outcasts asked a single question... "Why do the strong serve the weak?" That man was... Dharun Tarheen!

Set in 19th Century. Love at first sight. Khalid x Rayhana They took the leap and went right into marriage. Life though does what it does best:it sent obstacles their way. WIill they succumb and let life have its way with them until they can't hold on anymore? Or will they see the silver lining hidden in every trial? If yes, until when? #1 nothernnigeria #8 self-esteem #1 dispute #1 adamawa #10 palace #36 nigeria Note: characters are muslims but not the perfect depiction of Islam.

The kingdoms, humbled by the near-apocalypse, disband their corrupt rulers. Cloud becomes a voice for the East's reforms, Mark leads the West's rebellion to victory, Jane establishes a trade republic in the South, and Cristina negotiates a renewed alliance between the realms. The dragons vanish, their oaths fulfilled-but legends whisper they'll return if the realm's balance is ever threatened again.

"The skies were the clearest I'd ever seen them, the first time I saw a person die. As far as I remember, the world has always seemed more vivid whenever something terrible occurred. I used to think it was some kind of terrible irony; that the world just had to try to balance out that overpowering, lingering presence of blood: the one that never went away anyway. But now I think it is more simple. I always recall the pretty things those days, because I tried so hard to focus on them instead of the main event. I guess I was just too much of a coward to face the truth. I always remember everything more clearly, because those times that scared me deepest, are also the times that I can never forget. Some people say that when you've been exposed to the worst of things so many times, you become desensitised, and it no longer affects you so much. However, I still see the same pain in my siblings' eyes, when they try to hide the horror behind yet another white lie. I guess they think keeping me in the dark is a sanctuary, and I'll keep up the act of ignorance as long as it eases their minds. But the impact of these things never really goes away. After all, pain will always remain painful, just as fear will never stop making me afraid. To be honest, I don't think I'll ever get used to sadness. And I'll certainly never get used to death..." -Kairan . . . (This will actually be predominantly in 3rd person, just 1st for thoughts.) Warning: This story may include violent themes and both physical and psychological suffering/pain. I am not originally going to rate this piece as "mature" because I am a child myself, and am also uncertain towards it's status. Please warn me if you think I should rate it as mature.

The Collector's Museum....A supposed rescue mission turned into a fight for a second chance. Two got out, seven died, and one captured in result. In the depths of hell Alex notices that Joey was pulled into the realm which shocked him and he helps him up. However they notice something was affecting the other dead and Joey caught a glowing light coming from Alex's chest. They find out that the gatekeeper of the dark dimension had marked Alex as part of it after first death which shielded him from the effects of hell. Both notice the rest of the cast find them except they were corrupted into these evil forms of themselves. Unfortunately Joey started falling to the effects too but Alex discovered to have gained the powers of the dark dimension and escaped with Joey. Alex finds himself back in the Victorian era and comes face to face with a white cladded Joey named Raef who seemed very unfriendly. The duo notice Allison show up with Riley who tells them that if they want to save their friends, they must become the enemy for every monster they faced. In a new survival where the enemies are now the pawns, everyone may run, but which of them will show they can escape the night? As Spectra Wassabi and Raef deliver the overdue torture.

Some roads lead home. This one leads to the dead. Sixteen-year-old Dhun Phukan spends his nights at his family's rural petrol pump, swallowed by diesel fumes, fog, and the unspoken rules of the highway. But everything changes the night he discovers men digging up graves along Nirop Ali - the Silent Road feared by locals for generations. When Dhun finds a vintage silver lighter engraved K.B., he uncovers a secret older than his family, older than the town itself: a missing World War II payroll convoy buried beneath red clay. The police, the smugglers, the powerful... all want it. And the most dangerous among them might be Dhun's own brother. Caught between loyalty and truth, Dhun must decide whether to expose a crime that could destroy his family - or stay silent and become part of the darkness himself. On the Silent Road, nothing stays buried forever.

FlameMatch #3 r-18 | erotic romance | taglish Atty. Ruby Natchios had everything planned out. A promising career as an attorney, a perfect wedding, and a future she thought she controlled. But all that fell apart when she caught her fiancé cheating the day before the wedding. Angry and heartbroken, she threw herself into work, fighting cases by day and trying to numb the pain by night. On a random impulse, she signed up for FlameMatch and that's where she met Matthew Coulson. Matthew Coulson was the governor - rich, powerful, and a drug lord hiding behind a polished smile and clean suits. He ran the city's streets and its laws, playing both sides like a pro. Ruby was supposed to hate everything he stood for, corruption, danger, and lies. But instead, he pulled her into a messy, dangerous game filled with obsession, power, and control. She was the law. He was the lawless. And in their world, justice was blind but so was desire.

They don't kill people. They kill identities. When out-of-work coder Erin Cross lands a dream job at Covenant Analytics, she thinks she's finally escaped a life of instability. The sleek tech firm offers more than just money-it promises purpose: "Protecting global digital truth." But behind the glass walls and wellness slogans lies something far more insidious. After stumbling on corrupted files tied to a woman who no longer exists-T. Madsen-Erin discovers Covenant isn't a consultancy. It's a privatized erasure agency, deleting people not from the world, but from history. Names vanish. Digital footprints disintegrate. Entire lives rewritten or scrubbed from existence. Now Erin is marked for deletion. With only a rogue engineer, a discredited whistleblower, and her younger brother to trust, she must expose the truth-before she becomes its next ghost. But when truth is managed by AI and memory can be rewritten, the real question isn't who's lying. It's who's left to remember.

Corruption and system failure are things that lead people to start a revolution. But not when all the evidence start to dissapear one by one. People are dying, city losing its buliding, smokes and collapse buildings everywhere. Not a single living thing remain unless they are the survivor. "Reveal the truth or die with them."- Astella "Nothing can we do now,"-Krye She never care about the government before. But not today. Not when she watch her brother died, her best friends to side. She had enough. "Corruption is everywhere, we just need to find its root to destroy it." Can humanity can be save or this is just another corruption story that there will be no ending?

The infurnal and the divine ROOTS stand steadfast like chains that bind us to what we are, God's given purpose through the primordial light and dark; the light was meant to shine eternally, providing her guidance and knowledge! Her fall resounded throughout the locations she nurtured... from the arid desert heat of the sands of Nile, to the souls eternally resting in the endless abyss of the serene seas, all the way up to her very own children, all wept for the fall of their creator. Her children broke away from each other, the gods no longer saw eye to eye. lost in the struggle of clearing up the rot brought about by their Mother's deterioration, let things get rougher and rougher in the mortal realm, they made machines to fight each other, abandoned constructs, and left burnt bridges in their wake... and in this chaos, it gave the dues machina and the tail of hell chance to take crawl... one measly sliver of a chance to rise as the new light and dark admist the chaos of the infighting "I don't know where it all went wrong, children... I didn't mean to do what I did... I couldn't cleanse the rot that hazed my vision." I need a new cover This book is FAR from done, I repeat, FAR from done; it may be changed, edited, or replaced.

Some stories don't ask for your attention- They demand your heart, your trust, and then shatter both without mercy. It begins in the corridors of a college where four lives collide- A boy born with power in his veins, yet blinded by his father's corruption. A girl who has never known what it means to live for herself, carrying the weight of her family's expectations. A friendship so deep it once felt unbreakable, until betrayal poisoned it. And a love so innocent that it turned into the fire of ambition. They dream. They fight. They love. They lose. And somewhere between innocence and power, they are forced to become people they never thought they could be. This is a story of politics and passion, of loyalty that turns into hatred, of ambition that burns brighter than love, and of choices that scar for life. They will make you fall in love with them. They will break you until you bleed. You will want to hate them- But you won't be able to.

In Jakarta, what was meant to be a night of celebration turns into chaos when an attack hits Merdeka Palace - right before the nation's eyes. Detective Lola Lux, a sharp but stubborn police detective, never wanted the spotlight. But when the attack happened and whispers of a larger conspiracy begin to surface, she's pulled into a deadly game of secrets, lies, and power. Alongside her are Raka, a rebellious rich kid with a knack for trouble, and Adrian, a refined yet reserved strategist who hides surprising talents. As the country mourns, someone is already planning the next move. And Lola's about to find out - the truth always comes with a price.