Crumple Dramione

Little bit of a warning, the main character is shameless and crude!!! -------------------------------------------------------- When Blake Orpheus learns he's the son of the most powerful primordial god of darkness, Erebos, he must journey on a path with newly made allies to help unlock the mysteries of his birth and homeworld, but the journey will not be easy. As he enters the world of Legacies, Great Houses, Demigods and Cultivators, where even divinity is achievable, anything is possible. With all the Great Houses of this world gunning to get their hands on him, Blake must investigate the mysterious event of the Sealing and how he's connected to it. And, when demigods and cultivators start disappearing from the one place he could call safe, he'll have to be careful, especially with the forces of chaos on his scent. They would give anything to kill the heir to the throne of Darkness & Shadow. This is a dog eat dog world, where the weak gets crumpled and the strong rule supreme on thrones of gold and power. Does Blake have what it takes to reach the top and vanquish his enemies? Or will he, like so many before him, fall victim to the strong and corrupt? Only one way to find out! ----------------------------------------------------------- 35 Power Stones = 1 Chapter Extra 55 Power Stones = 4 Chapters Extra 20 Shares = 2 Chapter Extra I will post chapters twice 3-4 days a week, with a bonus chapter every other 3 Fridays! Let's try to get this in rankings, my peops, so share, read and enjoy. And please vote golden tickets and power stone, and please don't forget to send gifts if you want, thanx XD!!!

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, fading, I held on without surrender. Through each repeated day, running toward tomorrow’s light, I became a knight, resolute and bright.

At that time, I had just lost my job, was so broke I could barely afford food, and the few crumpled bills left in my wallet seemed to be fighting each other. Just then, I spotted a job ad for a hotel doorman with the enticing words: “High pay, easy work, free meals, and lodging!” I felt a surge of excitement—being a doorman? Just standing by the door and greeting people? That’s easy! But on my first day, I realized this place was a total nightmare. Each guest was scarier than the last! Some wore all black with daggers on their belts, others walked in with sunglasses and hats pulled low, and one guy even carried a black bag, from which a few shell casings casually fell out. And wait, what’s up with the blood-soaked guy in a hockey mask…

Thank you for checking out this novel! I'm excited to share that it will soon have a manhwa webtoon adaptation. Please be sure to visit and support the webtoon by voting—your support means the world! Blood pooled across the floor, the sharp metallic scent mixing with the stifling air. Their teacher’s lifeless body lay crumpled, a gaping hole where his forehead had been. The entire class stood frozen, paralyzed by fear as the strange, unfeeling object hovered, its crimson sensor scanning the room like a predator sizing up its prey. Jin Dalle’s heart thundered in her chest, her trembling hands gripping the edge of her desk as her wide, terrified eyes darted toward the window. Above the school, it loomed—a machine neither bird nor beast, its cold, metallic surface glinting in the sunlight. Then, like a curtain of despair, an impenetrable barrier encased the campus, a shimmering dome stretching across the horizon. A cold, mechanical voice pierced the silence: "Commencing Operation REJUVENATION. Initiative 21—status: green. Attention: all humans in Zone 1 (Paradisus). Only two subjects will be permitted to exit the dome alive. Any attempt to escape will result in immediate incineration. T-minus 1,260 seconds to initiation." Panic erupted as the weight of the announcement settled. This was no test, no cruel joke. It was survival—an unspeakable game of life and death. Jin’s knees buckled under the pressure. She couldn’t kill. How could she? But survival demanded more than resolve; it demanded blood. Beside her stood Choi Minhee, her expression cold, her resolve sharper than a blade. Minhee didn’t flinch at the thought of taking a life—she would do whatever it took to survive, even if it meant staining her hands red. Together, they must navigate the abyss of betrayal, desperation, and despair. Trust is fragile, and hope is fleeting. As the dome becomes their battlefield, only two truths remain: death lurks in every shadow, and luck, that fickle mistress, could be their savior—or their undoing. Jin and Minhee must fight through hell, clinging to their wits, their instincts, and the faint, fragile thread of fortune. In a world where survival comes at the cost of humanity, who will be left standing when the dome finally falls?

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, fading, I held on without surrender. Through each repeated day, running toward tomorrow’s light, I became a knight, resolute and bright.

This story is about the Alexander's siblings. Dwayne Alexander's POV Can you just give us another chance please " I pleaded no!' you don't love me enough " she sobs kerry , I do love you " I said in a trembling voice ,how can she thinks I don't. no!' you don't as everytime something comes up you always give up on us " kerry sobs it's true, I hate to admit, I did give up everytime but I wanna make it work now. and I do anything to make her forgive me ... ______ As the night falls and the rain begins to fall Just like the first time they met, in Kim's heart it was romantic. But in her mind it was tragic as whatever falls gets broken. A young man who is in his early twenties and a young lady who is in her teens , stood face to face in the rain looking at each other silently–suddenly, someone broke the silence Yang, i have nothing to say to you .. goodnight and goodbye, " said the young lady in a tired and hurt voice as she called the guy by the nickname she gave him before she even knew his real name, Then she walked away ,but the young man held her hands and pulled her back and said while looking at her eyes . No, we are not done talking, and you're not allowed to walk away without answering me !! , " He said, then add . And I'll ask you again ?”..Why did you go when I asked you to stay ?” .Why do you always run away from me ?” What is wrong, Kim ?”, " the young man asks, annoyed She young lady look look at him with a pain expression on her face even tho her lips had a smile on it and even tho the rain was falling on could still see her eyes were looking as if it would soon begin to flow like the rain She then said with a smirked Do you really not know?” ,Did you ever not know ?? the young man nodded his head The young lady finally had enough as it had been 8 months and decided to confess. Yang , I love you, ever since i first saw you and i can't–do this anymore I have been doing it long before..hoping you would be mine one day, but it never works out Pretending to be your friend it's not easy but I try and I try to forget my feelings and live with you but I guess maybe I should have learned to live without you.” She said then sighed inwardly knowing that it was a bad idea to tell him I did live without you for those few months but then there you go again .. you made things a lot harder when you came back and we became friends and now you're going again Yang, I had enough. You can't keep going and coming out of my life like that. The young man was shocked by the sudden confessions and said nothing like he was in another world . Kimanda looked at him for a while , and when he didn't say anything, she asked , " Can i atless kiss you ?? , without waiting for his reply, she walk up to him with all the courage she had and their lips met It was so sudden that even before Yang could come out of his shock ,then comes another one Kimanda suck and nibbled his lower lips as she had always wanted too as she knew this might be the first and the last time she ever got the chance to , so she took her time even though she wanted more she let go of his lips and looked into his shocked eyes. ----- VOl1 = That stranger that became my everything from nothing, Kim Alexander is a young girl who lost her sister , her best friend,her comfort zone , her idol , her advisor, her protector. Lost in grief, she lost hope , she had lost her world., dream and hopes when lovie lost her life , her friends betrayed her. In two years nothing but fear grows in her heart , she gets distant to her family and everyone she once loved. She don't wanna have that pain of losing someone else and she realizes that everyone who comes will leave eventually. At the age of 13 she falls in love with a stranger who is much older than her , fear crumpled in her heart but still it beats for him. Despite the fear , she went ahead and loved him wholeheartedly . She did secretly for months until she told him but he left anyways

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Euphy woke up in a desolate, abandoned bunker with no memory of how she got there. Stripped of her past and with no clues who she was, she was relying on the mysterious food supplies being delivered through a dumbwaiter to survive—until one day, they stopped. Forced to venture into the unknown, Euphy embarks on a perilous journey for survival, uncovering secrets that entangle her in a web of misfortune. As she navigates this dangerous world, she must confront her forgotten past and a royal who seeks to claim her for his own. Her quest for truth turned into a desperate fight for her very existence and freedom. Will Euphy escape the web of misfortune, or will it consume her? ** The king’s gaze flicked back to her, but this time, it seemed colder, more deliberate. His eyes swept over her torn camisole. “Who did this to her?” His voice was eerily calm, yet the weight of the question hung in the air like a storm cloud. She froze, not daring to speak, her heart thudding loudly in her chest. “I did, Your Majesty,” Count Greyfang answered, his tone almost smug, as if he expected approval. Her blood boiled at the casual cruelty in his voice. “Why?” the king asked, uninterested, his gaze fixed on Greyfang with a dangerous indifference. “I... I thought you would like it if she appeared... tattered,” Greyfang stammered, his earlier arrogance faltering under the king’s scrutiny. The king’s eyes narrowed, a cold menace creeping into his voice. “And what made you think I’d like that?” Before Greyfang could answer, there was a sudden, swift movement—a breeze cutting through the stillness of the room. Without warning, Greyfang’s head plopped to the ground, rolling a few feet away from his body before the lifeless form crumpled to the floor. She gasped, her eyes snapping shut in terror as the room plunged into silence. She could hear the sickening thud of Greyfang’s body, but she didn’t dare open her eyes. The rest of the room remained eerily quiet, as if the sudden execution had been expected. The king, sitting loosely on his throne, and unbothered, simply muttered, “Insolent bastard. Dare to compare me to a lustful animal.” He waved a hand dismissively. “Get this filthy thing out of my sight.” She flinched, fearing for a moment that he had referred to her, but the sound of heavy boots dragging Greyfang’s lifeless body confirmed otherwise. She kept her eyes tightly shut, too afraid to witness any more horror. The coldness in the king’s tone, the casual cruelty of his actions—it left her trembling. ** OTHER STORIES: Miss Not so Typical: Consider me Humored Too Gay for You: You Give me Heart Eyes A Night in the Galaxy Express Railway Join the discord: https://discord.gg/mCBYVgW8MH

"I...Love...You...always..." Alysia with her final breath utters those words. Luis, with a crumpled face and nonstop sobbing, holds Alysia's dead body in his tender embrace. "I'm sorry...I am a monster..." Luis mumbles those words over and over again. He can't get over the fact that he can't control his bloodthirst. Causing him to drink Alysia's blood which drained Alysia's life away. Even after knowing Alysia must have fought desperately to get to him and save him, ultimately the one who took her life was none other than him. He, Luis Nocturne, the one she cherishes the most, the one she protected with her life in the line, is the one who took her life. If only he was stronger, if only he wasn't a monster, if only... Those are Luis's thoughts as he sets Alysia down on the altar and sets her body aflame. As he watches her body turn to ashes, Luis with grim resolve, “Never again will I drink blood, that I promise.” He pledges. And yet, A slight touch, a familiar scent, and dark blue eyes made a promise, broken.

"I must get stronger." Christopher's eyes blazed as he charged forward, his dagger slicing through shadows. [Player's agility increased by 15%]. His foes crumpled, their cries echoing through the desolate landscape. "I must get stronger!!" [Player's stamina enhanced by 20%]. Christopher's resolve hardened with each fallen enemy, his heartbeat pounding in sync with the system's rhythmic notifications. "I must get stronger. I must get stronger. I must get stronger!!!" [Player has unlocked the Aegis of Athena – Shield of the Gods]. As the legendary armor materialized, Christopher's roar shook the earth. "For the gods, for Atlas, for Tori, for mom!!!" [Player's reputation: Avenger of the Fallen]. The title settled upon him like a mantle, forged in the fire of his unrelenting fury. But as Christopher stood victorious, the system's voice whispered an ominous warning: "Alert: Titan's essence detected... Atlas's true form awakens..." The ground trembled beneath Christopher's feet as an eerie glow illuminated the horizon. "Estimated time until Titan's rebirth: 60 minutes." Christopher's determination hardened into steel. "I will not falter. Not now. Not ever." The fate of the realm hung in the balance. Can Christopher defeat Atlas and save the realm, or will he be the very cause of its destruction?

Moving is one of life’s great stressors, but losing access to your crypto wallet during the chaos? That’s next-level stress. Picture this: I had just moved into a new apartment, ready to start fresh, and during the madness of unpacking, I somehow misplaced my hardware wallet containing a staggering $480,000 in Bitcoin. Yes, you read that right—$480,000! It felt like losing a winning lottery ticket in a sea of boxes. In a panic, I began tearing through every box, drawer, and closet like a contestant on a home improvement show, only to come up empty-handed. “It has to be here somewhere!” I muttered to myself, desperately rifling through bubble wrap and crumpled packing paper. I was convinced my wallet had sprouted legs and decided to go on an adventure of its own. After a few sleepless nights filled with nightmares of lost funds and dwindling hopes, I knew I needed help. That’s when I called Digital Hack Recovery. I figured if anyone could help me locate my missing wallet, it was them. Their reputation for expertise in wallet recovery was my only glimmer of hope amidst the chaos. As I explained my predicament complete with an embarrassing recount of my moving blunders—their team remained unfazed by my moving mishap. They assured me that they had dealt with all sorts of wallet dilemmas, from the absurd to the downright tragic. I felt a wave of relief wash over me. Their team immediately got to work on the case, employing their advanced forensic tools to dive into the digital depths of my lost wallet’s information. As the hours passed, I paced around my new apartment, trying to focus on anything other than the sinking feeling in my stomach. Would they be able to recover my funds, or was I destined to wallow in my own packing misfortune? To my sheer astonishment, it didn’t take long for them to work their magic. In no time at all, they had recovered my wallet’s information and confirmed that my $480,000 was safe and sound! I felt like I’d been handed a lifeline amidst the turmoil of my move. Now, I label everything during moves including my wallet! If you ever find yourself in a similarly stressful situation, I can’t recommend Digital Hack Recovery enough . They turned my moving disaster into a success story, saving my sanity and my life savings in the process! For quick assistance talk to Digital Hack Recovery through⁚ WhatsApp +19152151930 Email; digitalhackrecovery@techie.com Website; https://digitalhackrecovery.com

“Make way!” “... Alpha will choose his mate...” The entire hall fall silent, and her heart thumped against her chest. The sight of him terrifies her, tales were tell of the Alpha’s ruthlessness. The ruler of all the werewolf and Alphas, lived in the North Pack alone in the palace with thousands of servants. He kills with just a flick of a finger, and the reason he didn’t find his mate was because he was cursed. He was the most dreadful Alpha, the devil himself. No one has met him before or dare to look him in the eye. Even as he passed everyone’s head was tilted downward. If it wasn’t because of this ceremony, she would have never met him. Alpha Jaziel Zachary Thorne. “You.” His cold voice made her jumped, his dark eyes narrowed down at her. She felt the chill shivers ran down her spine, as if her world were crumpling before her own eyes. “I have chosen my mate, it’s you.” He stated firmly. Her mouth open and close promptly. “Why me?” Her timid voice asked. “Guards, take her.” He uttered with his back turned against her. Amira Vahaan, an omega from the Snowdrop Pack regards as the pack runt because she was the only one without a wolf in her pack. Little did she know that her life was about to take a turn overnight, in a strange pack and a king that wants absolutely nothing to do with her. Will her fate change?

The room was in disarray, with scattered panties, clothes, a pair of men's shoes, and a set of high-heeled lady's shoes strewn across the floor. On the bed, a clean white sheet was crumpled, evidence of heavy breaths and occasional grunts filling the room. It was clear that the couple was intimately engaged. A naked woman straddled a naked man, her hair cascading like a waterfall down her back. Even without seeing her face, her smooth, flawless back and shapely curves revealed her undeniable beauty. As the lady's breath caught in her throat with each bounce, she whispered, "Do you love me more than your fat ugly wife?" In a strained voice that bordered on a groan, he replied, "Yes, I love you more than that fatty." "Will you divorce her for me?" she asked, her chest heaving with anticipation, beads of sweat trailing down her skin. "Yes, I'll divorce that ugly fatty and be with you," he answered, his impatience evident as he pulled her closer. Just then, the door creaked open, revealing a figure with an abundance of flesh and thick fingers grasping the door frame. Andrea Singers stood there, catching the adulterous couple in the act and hearing their confessions. Little did she know that after dedicating her career, heart, and body to her husband, providing him with the platform for his success, Valentine Anderson would not only betray her but also divorce her, casting her aside within a mere five years of their marriage.

I gazed upon the horrific scene before me, my heart sinking as I took in the sight of Michael's lifeless body, crumpled amidst a pool of crimson. Emily and Jack, still trapped in a nearby cage, wailed and shrieked, their innocent eyes transfixed on this nightmarish tableau. Robert, restrained against the wall, wept openly, his naked torso marred by the seeping wounds that mirrored his anguish. With tear-filled eyes, he bellowed, "No!" and directed his desperate gaze downward, locking eyes with me. "It's just you and me now, Isabel," I whispered, my voice a mere tremor in the air. Months of relentless torment and suffering had transformed me into a person unrecognisable even to myself. Anger coursed through my veins, fuelled by the physical agony I endured and the emotional anguish inflicted upon my family for no justifiable cause. These myriad pains melded into an insatiable rage, unyielding and unquenchable. And before me stood the woman responsible, her posture radiating a sense of smug satisfaction. "That's it, Isabel! I've endured enough!" I bellowed at her, my voice reverberating with defiance. Her obsidian eyes widened, a chilling smile stretching across her pallid face, reveling in her perceived triumph.

Evelyn and Elliot undergo rough patches of life that stirs misunderstandings between the young lovers inflicting to separate paths. Contrapositive careers of each people acts as oil to the flame. The blooming love and want between romantic youngsters in their early twenties slowly starts to crumple into shards in their own state. Arthur enters their life with very little to no insinuation unwittingly destroying the house of cards placed together. Willpower, Self respect, fiery love, final desire and patience were place to check to pass with varied consequences and hurdles thrown their way. Is winning of their fiery love written in fate!

" not again" mumbled Camella as she took the shattered phone on the floor. Alex who was straightening his crumpled suit saw his shattered phone in camella's hand. He then smiled and said" This was the new one I got when you destroyed the first one". I can't afford to pay you back because I'm penny less". said Camella as she looked at Alex. Alex then held her waist and pulled her closer to him till they could feel each other's hot breath brush their faces. He then held her head from the other end and kissed her slowly and gently savouring her lips not being in a haste".

A young professional man had died in an accident. Given by another chance, he was then resurrected from the death.. But there's a twist! He was resurrected from another world in which, LEVEL exist and POWER is everything. The strongest crumples the weakest, and the weakest referred to as trash/slave! However, he has a goal.. He needs to SURVIVE! .. " But how am I going to survive? I'm only a Level Zero! "

Sa bawat pahina ay mayroong taglay na abentura Mga nakakubling lihim sa katiting na patak ng pluma Walang boses man kung tumuklas sa nasaksihang istorya Idadala, aayusin para sa nagkagulong pamilya Pamilya lamang ba o pati ang mundong wala ng tama? Isang maling gawi, puso't buhay ay handa nang kumawala Sandigan ma'y matigas, rurupok din 'pag wala ng pag-asa Hahayaan bang gugusot ang magandang nakakubling tadhana? Kapag umibig ka sa taliwas ang pananampalataya Halos lahat ay tututol, pati ang nakaraang lumuluha Talunaryo ng alaala'y hindi pa rin nawawala Bawat tamis ay nawawasak na parang isang hibla Maaayos pa ba ang lahat kung sa una ay para nang isinumpa? Karampot ng papel Karampot ng tadhana Katiting ng pawis Papatak lahat ang luha Sa mga matang pagod na Titiisin pa ba ang pagdurusa?

A large strike on American soil changes the lives of all who survived. With all the survivors hiding in secret bunkers across the country, soldiers roam the land. No one wants to live in America. The toxins in the air, the debris left over, crumpled buildings, and low food supply, only the forced soldiers and the hidden can live there. Winter looks back on her life before this mysterious disaster while trying to look to her future with a stranger she encounters. The difference from who she was two years ago and who she is now is uncanny.

Knowing oneself is expected from an early age, at least that's what Jazmin thought. Having been born and living a normal life with her sisters is all she has ever known. Things always change and so when one sister goes missing and their world turns upside down, what happens when what they know about themselves is threatened to crumple and they have to go through the journey all over again, all the while looking for their lost sister. Jazmin and Reni will embark on an unbelievable journey to find themselves, their sister and finding Aoria. © 2019 R. A. Merida

Skyler is not your usual 17 years old student. She is smart, funny and the most courages person you will ever meet. But behind this facade she hides a secret no one know about. It control her life and she can't do anything about it but to endure it and hope the storm will pass her without damaging her completely. What will happen when Blake stumble on Skyler world and uncover the hell she is going through. Will Blake be her knight in shining armor and whisk her away from it. Or will he be her worst nightmare and make her world crumple over and destroy her in the way.

This is story is set after the war.This is my first fan-fiction so please stay with me.

Leiden is an ordinary worker who accidentally obtains the 'Tech Tree' system. The system's newbie gift for Leiden is research on antimatter! This makes Leiden, who has not graduated from high school, extremely embarrassed. However, the system can provide Leidan with knowledge at every stage, and he still gets money from it. Leiden, who originally wanted to randomly research something to fool the system, suddenly realizes that those things can actually be developed by him. In the end, the crumpled manuscript that Leiden had discarded is discovered by the country and then becomes a national treasure with the highest level of security. Leiden, who never realizes what he's researching, is stunned only at the moment of success. Three thousand top secret agents from the country surround him and protect him.

[Mature Content] “You’ll live only to serve me, both in spirit and with your body..” Gu Jeoyoon, a former noble turned lowly servant, found himself struggling to adapt to his new lifestyle. In this rigidly hierarchical society, servants were relegated to the lowest rungs, with no rights, no dreams - they only lived to serve their owners and masters. The once-proud nobleman now wore the humble attire of a servant, his pride and dignity battered by the cruel whims of fate. But Gu Jeoyoon's spirit remained unbroken, his fierce determination and unyielding sense of self-worth refused to be extinguished by his harsh circumstances, a righteous cause but it had brought him a lot of trouble. “Ah...what had interesting prey..” A man with a blue veil covering his face smiled as he stroked Jeoyoon’s face, his piercing gaze seeming to bore into the very soul of the young servant. The veil, a symbol of power and mystery, only added to the stifling and dangerous aura surrounding this stranger. “Are you the one they call the nine-tailed beast? The untouchable one?” “Are you the one they call the idle noble, the master of whimsy and indulgence?” The man chuckled “That’s one way to put it...why don’t you follow me and be my wife and I’ll return you back to your rank as a noble” Gu Jeoyoon suddenly saw himself wrapped in the palms of this blue veiled noble man, and his peaceful life had crumpled until there was nothing left.

Chen Yu lost his life of luxury, pleasure, and thrills, was forced to live as a thousand tragically minor characters, to die a thousand tragically minor deaths. Now he only needs to successfully complete ten last missions to escape the system's control. Done with playing bit parts, he can finally crush the golden fingers, chomp the thick thighs, crumple the plot armor and outshine the proud children of heaven.

Four pretty little liars have been very bad girls. Spencer stole her sister’s boyfriend. Aria is brokenhearted over her English teacher. Emily likes her new friend Maya…as much more than a friend. Hanna’s obsession with looking flawless is making her sick. And their most horrible secret yet is so scandalous that the truth would ruin them forever. And why shouldn’t I tell? They deserve to lose it all. With everything crumpled note, wicked IM, and vindictive text message I send. I’ll be taking these pretty little liars down. trust me, I’ve got enough dirt to bury them alive. —A

This world is ruled by the strong. A dog eat dog world where the only thing that matters is strength and who has the bigger fist dictates the rules, where the strong lead and the weak follow. Follow Damian as he tries to overcome his past in this new found world as he tries to gain the power he need so he no longer has to bow down to adversity and maybe stand at the top. will he crumple for the pressure or will he rise from the ashes and rule the world

Willow was an aspiring writer with a tragic past. Liam was a possessive alpha male firefighter with a dark past of his own. Will the love they find pull them from the ashes of their crumpled pasts.

He said life is unfair She said life is always unfair Different persons With different life status Existing in different worlds Finding their selves Finding their hope And Searching their own strength On times where they need it the most Will each other will become - their strength to carry on the burden in their lives Or - their weakness That'll crumple each other down ? Join their journey now!

“I don't care about the spilled inked and crumpled papers I wasted. I just want to write letters for you—to express my feelings to you!” —Marga