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If you're reading this, then chances are you're drawn to tales of Greek mythological characters and monsters . Update schedule: 2-3 chaps per day Ding {System notification} God of War, Ares, hath been vanquished {+one million exp points} "What the heck! I just defeated a god and I got only a million exp? Cronus, you stingy ancient relic! I’ll get you for this!" Rex yelled. "Verily, thou hast bested but the god of mere skirmishes, Ares. Prithee, speak not of billions in reward 'til thou doth lay low Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades. Until then, relish thy modest crumbs, mortal!" "Talk normally!" Rex screamed You’ve merely vanquished the god of brawls, Ares. When you manage to take down Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades, then we can talk about real rewards. Until then, enjoy your pocket change!" "Okay, now I even hate it when you speak normally!" Rex facepalmed ************** Pandora's box has been opened! Woe unto humans!! The entertainment of the gods has just begun!!! Years after the titans were defeated at the hands of the Olympians, humanity started to awaken abilities that made them accomplish feats that would have been only possible in Superhero movies. Yet "evil must accompany good," as monsters also began to emerge on Earth. Amidst all of this, an orphan boy named Rex fails to awaken anything, as if this isn’t enough, a pitiful end soon follows him, but it seemed as if fate hadn’t forsaken him yet, as the very depths began call for him, ***Young one, You have inherited my will*** But great power comes at a great cost

In Norse mythology, the Vikings reverently called me the Midgard Serpent that encircles the world - Jörmungandr; in Christian mythology, Christians contemptuously referred to me as the Ancient Dragon, the Ancient Serpent - Satan; in Greek mythology, the gods fearfully named me the Hundred-Headed Dragon - Typhon; in Kunlun mythology, the shamans fanatically called me the Torch Dragon - Zhu Jiuyin… Mayan mythology, Buddhist mythology, Slavic mythology, Celtic mythology, Nahuatl mythology, Japanese mythology, Assyrian mythology, Egyptian mythology, Finnish mythology… In numerous mythological tales, I traversed through them, known as a monster, yet only seeking the truth. … This is a story of an evil god.

Rosemary spent 18 years thinking she was a member of the wealthy Harris family, only to discover she was a fake rich girl. When the real heiress returned, Rosemary was cast aside and sent back to her poor hometown. But fate had other plans for her, as she soon discovered that her hometown was actually the most exclusive villa area in the country. In a single night, Rosemary went from a modestly wealthy girl to the true heiress of a top-tier elite family. Her biological parents showered her with love, handing her millions of dollars in pocket money, providing access to any car from their fleet, and letting her buy anything from the world’s top designers. As for school, the best institutions were at her fingertips, and if she didn’t feel like studying, she could play with the family company. But what shocked Rosemary the most was finding out she had an ex-fiancé. She couldn’t understand why he kept clinging to her, holding her hand, and trying to kiss her. “Who are you, sir?” Rosemary asked, annoyed. “Sweetheart, I’m your husband,” the ex-fiancé responded. “I don’t have a husband, only a former fiancé”

The world Jenna once knew was gone, replaced by a chaotic landscape where the undead ruled. Cities, once bustling with traffic and the constant hum of office life, now stood eerily quiet, littered with abandoned cars and half-eaten remains. Skyscrapers loomed over crumbling streets, their windows shattered like jagged teeth in the skyline. Before the apocalypse, Jenna was just another cog in the corporate machine—26 years old, an office worker who blended into the beige walls of her cubicle. She was sharp-witted, sarcastic, and always found a way to inject humour into the soul-crushing monotony of her daily grind. Her dark brown hair was constantly tied in a lazy bun, and her wardrobe consisted of the same three cardigans rotated in and out of existence. She had dreams, sure, but none of them involved surviving a zombie apocalypse, let alone doing it with newly discovered spatial powers. Now, as a newly minted zombie with a strange ability to store objects in a personal pocket dimension, Jenna found herself navigating a ruined world with the same dry humour that once got her through endless office meetings. Only now, she was hoarding supplies instead of spreadsheets—and doing it in style. --- A/N The MC is dumb as f*ck so, if your looking for smart and strong MC. This story is not for you.

Hera Avery is working several part-time jobs to pay for her university tuition. She is managing her work and love life simultaneously. Her boyfriend, who is a rising celebrity, made her pay for their expensive apartment located in a well-known building. The building is also home to well-known heirs and heiresses. On her boyfriend's birthday and their third anniversary, she returned home to their apartment only to find him with another woman. But what did she get in return? A slap on the face, a breakup and she was evicted from the apartment she was paying with her own money. After being evicted and becoming homeless, she believed things couldn't get any worse. However, her cheating ex-boyfriend's wealthy new girlfriend went further by reaching out to every establishment and persuading them to blacklist her. This caused her to lose her means of living and they even spread rumors that she was obsessed with her former celebrity boyfriend and was attacked by his fans. Having no way out, she gritted her teeth. "Grandpa, I'm willing to inherit the consortium." Old Master Avery laughed heartily after hearing her conviction and sent a bank transfer to Hera. [ You received a $100,000,000,000 money transfer to your account ending in ####] [Note: My dear granddaughter, use this pocket money to treat yourself to anything you desire. Don't be frugal, and if you spend it all, don't hesitate to ask me for more.] Hera was astounded. When her identity was announced, her ex-boyfriend kneeled and cried to her, for her to take him back. The sarcastic Male lead 1: Do you think it's your turn? Look behind. When her ex-boyfriend looked back, he saw influential men lining up with bouquets of roses to woo Hera. The cold Male lead 2: It's your fault for being blind. Cry and beg but you'll have no chance as long as we are here. The brutal and impatient Male lead 3: Do you want me to break your legs?! The entertainment King Male lead 4: You're just a little star but you want to bypass me? The hot-headed Male lead 5: I'll make sure, you'll be shelve. The coquettish Male lead 6: Wifey, they are trying to steal you from me! Seeing the problematic Male leads, Hera felt an incoming headache not knowing what to do. "Let's just go with the flow then!"

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)

Five years ago, Li Susu abandoned Huo Sichen and silently went abroad to study. Five years later, Huo Sichen left the medical profession and become a businessman. His worth skyrocketed, and he quickly became a new sensation in the business world, amassing a fortune of billions! When the Li family went bankrupt, he used a contract to make her Mrs. Huo, vowing to make her regret her earlier betrayal! After their marriage —— Huo Sichen: "Aren't you a gold digger? Every day, you must spend all the pocket money I give you, if you don’t, you can’t come home!” There she was, squatting at the doorstep late in the night, laden with shopping bags, teary-eyed, and too scared to come in. The black credit card had no limit, she couldn't spend it all! Huo Sichen: "Who allowed you to lose weight? From now on, every inch of fat on you is mine, you can only gain weight, not lose it!” The beauty-conscious Li Susu, due to all sorts of supplements, visibly… well, not exactly bloated, becoming rounder in appearance! She found herself not only racking her brains on how to spend money every day, but also watching her good figure gradually distort, until she finally —— lost her temper! "Huo Sichen, can't you find another way to seek your revenge?” The man smirked, "Then bear me a son, have ten, and I'll forgive you." Li Susu: "......" After learning the truth, Huo Sichen chased his wife to the crematorium —— "Darling, have all my money and me, please reconcile!” Their children: "Mommy, give daddy another chance!”

When Lin Gantang was reborn, the priest was just asking her, "Do you agree to take him as your lawfully wedded husband? To be loyal to him regardless of sickness or health, wealth or poverty, until death do you apart?" The tragedy of her previous life began with her deep love for Gu Mou, so Lin Gantang replied, "I won't." The guests were in an uproar. Everyone knew that Wen Yanqing had loved Lin Gantang for a solid eight years, but she had never once looked back at him. He wasn't the groom, so Wen Yanqing left with a heavy heart and ventured far away. However, he later learned that the bride had fled the wedding. Lin Gantang had countless ways to salvage the fading relationships with her loved ones and friends, but she didn't know what to do when it came to Wen Yanqing, the one she had deceived, humiliated, and trampled upon his sincerity. Lin Gantang said, "It's so difficult. I can't possibly give myself to him in exchange for everything I've done to him, can I?" Wen Yanqing responded, "Why not? That's all I wish for."

Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and narcissistic——- Cut! Cut! Cut! Take two, and do it over. Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and wisest immortal in the realm of peace and harmony. Her two fathers doted on her, and she had a generous supply of resources and pills. Her life was perfect. However, her perfect life came to an abrupt end when Luo Huian, an immortal whose responsibility was to bring peace to those who had reached their ends and had run out of faith—— Watched a man jump down a building. Because of her inflexible beliefs and sense of justice, she did not save the bully. Unfortunately, that man was the son of the heavens. The loss of his life brought infinite trouble in Luo Huian’s life and she was punished by the heavens. She was sent to the world of humans where she had to rescue at least five hundred people by saving their lives when they were at the end of their wits. For an immortal this was an easy job, right? Wrong. Her grandmother sent Luo Huian to a world where Gloom Rocks had wrecked chaos. Beasts and monsters were given birth to by the Gloom Rocks that sucked every ounce of happiness from humans. This world was dominated by hunters who could kill the beasts with the powers that they had awakened. And in this cutthroat world, Luo Huian got the short end of the stick. She woke up in the body of an F-class hunter! Dang it. If that wasn’t worse enough, the previous owner had confessed to her cousin-in-law and was kicked out of the family. Double frog in the hot crock. With not a single penny in her pocket Luo Huian goes out to complete her mission. But what would happen when Luo Huian who was an F-class hunter annihilated the Z-class Glooms and Hollows that even the S-class hunters could not? Watch her fend against the dangers and at the same time save the lives of people. But in this small mission, there is a small obstruction —— The three alluring temptations. *********** Resisting the temptation take 1: “MMPH,” Luo Huian pushed against the mer who had pushed her down on the bed while sitting on her waist. “Get off.” “I can’t,” answered Qi Yongrui as he took off his shirt. “Daddy Shun said that he is envious of Uncle Wang. He also wants to hold a grandchild. So, wife let's work hard tonight alright?” Luo Huian: Dear Heavens save me, I am a woman of no desire! **** Resisting the temptation take 2: “Do you think he is good looking?” Fan Meilin questioned the woman who stood next to him. Even though he was the one who won the race and the trophy, his wife was looking at the other mer. “Well yes,” Luo Huian, who was an appreciator of beauty, agreed at once. “Why are you asking this though?” Fan Meilin’s eyes flashed as he smiled at her and leaned in closer to her body as he whispered in her ear, “He might be good looking but I am a better driver. Not only on the track but also in bed, do you want to try darling?” Luo Huian: Resist the temptation! At all costs! I am an iron-hearted woman. ***** Resisting the temptation take 3: “Is this necessary?” Luo Huian questioned as she sat on the couch, watching the mer trace his fingers on her curves while she sat in nothing but modern swimwear. The mer nodded as he wrote on his small notepad, “I need to trace every inch of your skin to create my finest creation, so don’t move.” After he finished writing, he handed the notepad to Luo Huian, his fingers brushing against the curve of her bosom, waist and ——— Luo Huian: My virtue is at extreme risk! ** Fl who is trying to do everything to save her virtue from being taken as it would slow down her cultivation X Mls who are trying their best to snatch it from her. *********** Trigger warning: though the book is set in a comedic setting, there might be some uneasy topics that would discuss depression and loneliness. ***********

[Synopsis] Content: matured. "Condom?"He raised his head to ask. The man eyed him, genuinely surprised. "Yes, condom. It's white, rubber like, transparent. It has the shape that allows it to fit over the manhood, and men wear it when they want to meet a woman." The men, the driver included, laughed, adding to the cheer of the third group where the short man had started to imitate Indian dance. Edegbe turned to Efe. "Why is he asking me if I have a condom? Does he expect me to carry condom around?" "Every healthy male carries a condom around," Efe replied. His eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets. "Do you have a condom in your pocket?" When Edegbe, a millionaire, decided to go up North for business expansion, he had placed into consideration vast cheap lands, people willing to work for him for measly amount, but what he had not considered were gunmen, herdsmen, bandits, and the possibility that either him or his personal assistant could be kidnapped. Please support with your gifts and votes.

In the greed-filled world of corporate empires and magic knights, Min Jae was a king in business, with pockets so deep he could drown in them. That is, until his life deemed his playthrough unfair and gave him a red card. Poison was his family's best friend, as everyone had at least tasted it once, not twice because they never could. Death was never on his calendar, neither was an offer for a divine gig. Enter the Deity of Stories, a celestial being with a fetish for plot twists, who offers Min Jae a deal he can't refuse: become her divine cameraman. No, not the kind with a lens, but one who records the tales of mortals. In return, he gets a second shot at life, in a world where his dearly departed parents are alive and well, ready to dote on him from birth. Reborn as Judge (because “Min Jae 2.0” sounded too dull), he quickly realizes this new life is no gift. This steampunk utopia, filled with airships, clockwork gadgets, and an alarming lack of Wi-Fi, thrives on manipulation. But who needs the internet when you have a divine camera and the sharp mind to control it all? Judge isn’t just here to record stories; he’s here to write them, casting himself as the mastermind behind every twist and turn. Armed with his divine powers, he navigates complex schemes, power-hungry nobles, and ruthless industrialists, all while keeping his ultimate goal hidden: to ascend to godhood and rewrite his own fate. Of course, he generally makes a glorious mess of things, all while trying to keep his dear parents blissfully unaware of his less-than-angelic schemes. But as the stakes rise and the Deity of Stories watches his every move, Judge must tread carefully. Can he manipulate his way to the top, or will he become just another character in someone else’s plot twist? --- The story won't be dropped and I will continue until the end. So, I appreciate your support through Power Stones and Golden Tickets, Just read the first few chapters I am confident that you would like this thing.

Ever wondered why isekai protagonists always wake up comfortably in bed, complete with their predecessor's memories and a tearful sister/maid at their side? Well, our hero isn't so lucky. No convenient memory inheritance. No peaceful awakening. No helpful NPC guide. Instead, Kyle opens his eyes to find himself bound and at the mercy of a ruthless sorceress wielding a whip, demanding answers he doesn't have. Zero tutorial, straight to the boss fight. "Talk! Or else…" "Lady, I don't even know who I am!" Trapped in a medieval fantasy world where magic is heresy and the Church hunts practitioners without mercy, Kyle must navigate political intrigue, dodge religious persecution, and somehow survive the schemes of a dangerous sorceress - all while armed with nothing but his wits and a mysteriously acquired AI companion with a talent for unhelpful commentary. Welcome to a fantasy world where: Your enemies are smarter than you Your allies might kill you tomorrow The Church wants you dead And your snarky AI buddy won't stop critiquing your life choices

In the heavenly realm, the immortal dragon after cultivating for half of time, hit a bottleneck that lasted the age of a hundred universes. Frustrated with his stagnation, the dragon accused the heavenly hierarchy of concealing cultivation techniques from the attendants of the heavenly court in order to maintain their control over the path of reincarnation. Proactive and cunning, the dragon devised the soul refinement process, a dark art that allowed the caster to view the entire life of a soul—not for judgment but to absorb its inspiration, knowledge, and skills, at the cost of destroying the soul in the process. The dragon, ever scheming, shared this forbidden technique with the heavenly court, causing its users to grow rapidly in power. This led to chaos within the hierarchy of the heavenly realm, spiraling it into confusion and upheaval. Eventually, the dragon staged a coup, aiming to change the fate of all souls within the river of time. During the height of the war, however, the dragon mysteriously disappeared from the heavenly realm, only to reappear in a secret realm of its own creation. Now, the immortal dragon has created pocket dimensions, concealed from the view of deity beings and the path of reincarnation. In these hidden realms, the dragon devours the souls of all who inhabit them upon their death, absorbing their knowledge and skills in a quest to transcend its limitations and ascend back to the deity realm. The dragon's empire spans multiple dimensional worlds, where civilizations rise and fall under its rule as it seeks a way to return to the heavenly realm with unprecedented power. Niu, a world-renowned 21st-century physicist, dies in a particle accelerator explosion while searching for the God particle. He is now the only being to have ever experienced reincarnation and hopes to share this gift with the inhabitants of the dragon realm because if he dies here, earth will be next on the dragon's list.

In the vast landscape of online ambition, the gleam of potential profits can often blind us to danger. I was one of many who succumbed to this dazzling allure, convinced that I had stumbled upon a golden opportunity through a website called bitcoinming.com. With dreams of financial freedom dancing in my head, I invested nearly $300,000, all while envisioning the riches that would soon follow. At first, everything seemed too good to be true—in the world of crypto, where fortunes are made overnight, I felt invincible. The site promised beyond reasonable limits; each click sparked a rush of excitement as my supposed investments soared. "Just a little more," I'd tell myself, unraveling my financial safety net, driven by the insatiable hope of turning my home into a palace with luxury cars parked outside. But as weeks turned into sleepless nights, hope began morphing into agony. What once glittered with the potential of a million dollars now only left my heart heavy and my pockets barren. That gut-wrenching decline hit when I noticed strange inconsistencies—withdrawal issues that mushroomed into red flags too big to ignore. It was here that my thoughts collectively sprinted to that haunting conclusion: I had been ensnared in a scam. The realization settled in like a dense fog, suffocating and impenetrable. My dreams propelled me forward like an exuberant train, heading straight for a brick wall of bitter betrayal. Panic swept over me, and I felt lost—until a ray of hope glimmered. Enter my unsung hero: a colleague who had noticed my despair and suggested I reach out to a group known as Digital Tech Guard Recovery. Skeptical but desperate, I took the plunge. I couldn’t let my profits vanish into thin air without a fight. Things began to shift; an empathetic team compiled evidence, explored avenues, and illuminated tactics previously hidden in my whirlwind of stress. Through their determination and professional expertise, the clouds of my despair began to give way. Week after week, I watched as they meticulously retraced my steps—communication recovered, digital trails scanned, each item like a puzzle piece resetting my reality. Slowly, assurance spread within me like sunlight flooding a shadowed room. And then, the moment arrived! The long-forgotten numbers sprouted back in my account in a flurry of recovery. Every single penny—returned. What felt impossible was suddenly palpable; hope transformed into alliance, from frustration into a sense of reclaimed justice. This harrowing chapter serves as a stark reminder of the perils nestled within digital promise. While I learned that online opportunities might glow, they can often conceal treacherous traps. However, after navigating this tempest, I emerged resilient and wiser, committed to sharing my journey to protect others from the mirage I once chased. In the end, sometimes everything that glitters isn't gold—but if you can find the right allies, that glitter may find its way back to you. So here’s me, sharing my story not just as a cautionary tale but as a beacon of hope—because recovery is always possible with the right help at your side. Contact with WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digital tech guard . com Telegram: digital tech guard recovery . com website link :: https : / / d i g i t a l t e c h g u a r d . com

In a world filled with different people. I'm one of the most different people you will ever see. I live with my uncle and his wife with their five kids. I got adopted into the family when i lost my parents in an accident that took their lives on the same day two years ago.as at then it was sixteen years birthday. They were actually coming to pick me up from highschool to take me out on my birthday but they died on their way, ever since then my life have been hell. Everyone sees me as a cursed child everyone just hates me. Today i turned eighteen years old. I've hated birthday since i lost my parents. Although today I'm a bit happy that I'm turning eighteen cause i now have the right to leave my uncles house. Since i woke up I've been staring at the ceiling thinking of what to do on this day a then i heard a voice "make a wish" i just obeyed and closed my eyes " I wish to have something that no one has and can ever have something beyond imagination, something mysterious, extraordinary and magical. I wish for love " After i made this wish i felt an adrenaline rush through me giving me chills and goosebumps all over my body. I stood up from the bed and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. Although i felt this sharp pain on my back which i quickly ignored, i took off my clothes and stepped inside the bathroom. I adjusted the water temperature to how i like it and i turned it on while humming a song. The first splash on my body was so refreshing. I let my hair down and as the waters flowed down my body cooling every nerve in my bones. But then all of a sudden i felt this sharp pain that made me scream and fell to the ground and then i saw something like feathers wrapped around me. It all felt like an illusion. I felt the pain quickly subside and i gradually stood up. What seemed like feathers was actually attached to back. I looked through my left shoulder and saw wings on my back. I doubted it and went to front of my bathroom mirror and to my greatest surprise there was wings directly coming out from my skin it had colour like flames a mixture of red and gold. My hair which was normally shoulder length blonde was now long down to my waist and was now red with gold edges. My eyes were literally flaming it was sparkling. I held my mouth from screaming this is theoretically impossible. I heard when my door burst open and i was naked in my bathroom confused. All of a sudden the wings and hair everything changed back to normal. It was no one else that barged into my room but toby, one of my cousin's. I quickly dragged a towel and hid by my bathroom door but he already saw me. Toby is one of the people i dislike because he has always wanted to have his way with my body this has gotten me really scared of being home alone. I caught a sinister smile on his face and he went back and locked my door and placed the keys in his pocket. I ran out from the bathroom and hid by my bed wrapping myself with my blanket "i never knew today will be my lucky day " as he spoke he walked towards me. "Who would have thought that i and oris would be the only ones at home today" upon hearing this i shivered " i like what i just saw ".He licked his lips "please toby don't hurt me " i could hear my heart racing and my eyes were watery "i really don't care if i do" the more he got closer i shifted backwards until i reached the wall and no where to run to i burst into tears pleading with him not to hurt me but he gave deaf ears, he dragged the blanket away from me and threw me on the bed. I was fighting to run away but he climbed on me and tried forcing me to kiss him and i bit him " you bitch" he punched me on the face and i could taste something thick i guessed it was blood "you are gonna pay" the next moment he was kicking off his pant. I kept on fighting and kicking but it couldn't do anything on his frame instead it angered and he smacked my cheeks and punched me several times until i got weak but i still struggled. Gradually

My first time publishing please read patiently. Jack is always surrounded by mystery born in the 20th century where they are more evils that good. He is aware of the changes around him and he didn't care since him and his loved ones are happy and save. Happiness is forever so he thought. When tragedy struck at those around him, he taught law was the solution and that the law enforcement officers (police) will help and bring him justice. Then, he saw the bad side of society, the system that no one could help him. That when he decided to put the matter into his own hands. JOKER ---------------------------------------------------------- Context: There are two people in the middle of a deserted street at 4 @am. Rain falling heavily creating a sound proof around. One of them standing and stepping on the other person on the floor with their backs touching the cold floor and the rain is watching their bleeding body that never seems to end. "Please Joker forgive me, I have wife and kids waiting for me to come home", pleaded victim 1. Joker responded menacingly while starting at the man with a cold glear and blood shot eyes, " so you have a life to live? you choosed this path. You should have made a better decision 2 years ago". The man seeing that Joker wouldn't let him go cried while looking at the floor thinking that it was truly his fault he made that mistake and moved on which was wrong. But it was too late to say sorry. Joker stared at him nonchalantly getting impatient to go home and sleep since was past his bed time. Pissed off by the man attitude and state, he said to him. " Stop being a man baby no matter how you cry you are going to die anyways". After speaking, he took his rider gloves from his back pocket and started to wear it getting ready for his next act. Bending down to swat to mach the man's eye level, he holds his victim chin to make eye contact. Tilting his head to the right he asked his victim coldly, any last words? The man started at Joker for a moment by now he had already stopped crying and the rain automatically stopped too. It seems that time was slowing down. Opening his mouth slowly he wanted to tell his wishes but it was already too late. Joker had already snapped his neck in an instant. "Tsk on a second thought when you took action two years ago you didn't give them a chance either, right?", he said talking to the already dead body. After taking his gloves from his hands and putting it in his back pocket he used his pinky finger to clean his ear and said, " Good luck on the other side". He then stepped over the body while on his way back home. After some distance he paused and turned around. "That is..... if some over there will take you of course", he said after thinking then continued on his way.

He had his hands in his pockets as he walked quietly to school . Backpack slung lazily on his right shoulder as hw seemed to be mumbling to himself, he was lost in his own thoughts . " Where is it ......, I can ......smell it , but I can't find it " He mumbled to himself as he looked around to see if he could find the demonic spirit. Milo could see spirits ......, all spirits , that walk upon the earth , and not just that .....he could also kill them . And eat them too. No one else can see these spirits , only he can . Today, he missed most of math class to hunt for a particular spirit. It would probably add a few more weeks to his life . If he could find it that is.

Our story begins with a young man deeply in love, carrying an engagement ring in his pocket, ready to propose to his girlfriend. But just as he’s on his way to meet her, he hears terrible news—she’s been in a tragic accident and is now hospitalized. Heart pounding, he rushes to the hospital, desperate to see her. But as he nears the entrance, a delivery truck seemingly appears out of nowhere and hits him. Crumpled on the ground, with doctors and strangers trying to save him, he knows he’s dying. With his last strength, he hands the engagement ring to her parents, his final gesture of love. Then, everything fades. When he opens his eyes, he’s in a different body—that of a boy named Alexios, in a fantastical Kingdom known as Arcadia within the world of Gaia. Unknown to him, he carries within him a rare and powerful bloodline from a kingdom known only in history textbooks. One fateful day, this bloodline awakens, triggered when school bullies threaten a friend to coerce Alexios into obedience. In a surge of uncontrollable power, he realizes the stakes of his new power and he vows to protect those he loves, uncover the reason for his second chance at life, and learn to master the extraordinary abilities he’s been gifted.

Welcome to The Evolution Games! A hub of entertainment created to amuse the commoners and line the pockets of the rich all across the universe! In these games, race doesn’t matter, status doesn’t matter—nothing matters except your ability! It’s a platform that meets all your needs, from sports to battle royales to even fishing! If you want it, it has it! This collection of deadly games lets the races compete with whatever special gifts the universe has given them, whether that’s the cheat-like abilities of the dragons, the runic manipulation of the elves, or even the countless elemental abilities that have evolved! Everything is done in a 100% immersive Virtual Reality Simulation, or VRS! Rain Janus, an average college student, is suddenly exposed to the universal powers that dominate his world. This drastically changes his fate—and his entire life. However, everything truly changes once he meets a former criminal hiding on his planet. What caused this person to become a criminal? How did this criminal change Rain’s life? Did they even change his life? ***This story may start a little slow, but its pace will increase after the first volume, which is expected to be around 10–15 chapters (still undecided and only an estimate).*** ***This is a WebNovel Rising Star II so PLEASE give me some love and attention, you know shower me with some beautiful power stones when it becomes available, an honest review here and there never hurts anyone, and I'll even take hurtful comments if it has at least some way to improve within it.*** * I’ll be also releasing an extra chapter for every 15 Powerstones in a given week (may change) and every 20 collections. These chapters will be uploaded after Volume 1 is finished and I start a consistent release schedule.*

This is the reboot. Want more exclusive content and early releases? Join me on Patreon at patreon.com/Writing_when_bored Synopsis: Multiple universes collide and the MC's universe is the centre of the collision this leads to dimensional pockets to form leading monsters to invade earth. An unstable dimensional pocket collapsed sending the mc forward in time a thousand years into the future Releases will be a min of one chapter per week (old version available on Patreon)

Aster Wright is an unlikely contender in a world where the ultra-wealthy escape reality through high-stakes death games. With a life steeped in poverty and hardship, Aster's entry into the virtual death game Ascension is both a desperate bid for a better future and a chance to break free from the crushing weight of his past. While seasoned players with years of experience and deep-pocketed sponsors dominate the game, Aster—new and untrained—takes a different approach and defies his rivals' fast-paced, meta-driven tactics.

This is a story about a boy who fell in love with a tree… A story about powerful people changing the rulebook to stack the odds and line their pockets… I aim to create a story that will transport us so we get a glimpse of what that boy felt. The first 4 Chapters might be classified as a prologue depending on how you look at it. The boy quickly grows and the story really starts when the System arrives on Earth. I’m trying to achieve a relatively slow power progression and guide what we learn at a pace following the people in the story. There will be fighting but It’s more focused on base building. The MC is not all-powerful and all-knowing but he has some significant advantages. I’m trying to create a universe that makes sense in its own context. Much of what you will find, are my own world views, in a magnified way, as to make it for interesting fiction. The story took a life of its own when I started to write and I’m really happy with it. Not all of the tags I have marked will immediately be applied. There is stuff planned for far in the future such as the Sci-fi tag. There might be some cursing and gore but it is not very often.

Reincarnation, fantasy, and magic, in my past life world there was no such thing yet I read some literary works for a spare time. There were even jokes that one's potential can even grow further if there's those factors around. Reincarnated in another world as one of the royals in a fantasy world in a country called The United Covenant of Chevalynthea, it indeed hit a jackpot as I started setting my plans and desire to motion while throwing in my contributions under the different alias, and enjoying the presence of magic. The best part? The country's classified component and all the living founders of the country approved it as per practice and tradition for a royalty to know the ways of the world itself, and to train and get stronger. While it remained that way ever since in that arrangement of training, I watched things unfolded with a merging of the worlds phenomena that had myself encounter new individuals and new information during my adventure out from it. "MwahahahahaI I know what you will say next as befitting of your stature and personality in this scene you and your lackeys created. I got many ways to deal with imbeciles such as yourself just as I had done to a certain laughing stock of a disbanded political party from Segliora." "It's not my fault your former fiancée enjoys my presence and my insights about the roles of royalty in a country and what should be their stage in the world itself, and magic. You got like what? Your engagement broke off and led in this situation. Speaking of which, your former country and world, you know the terms simp and generic male harem MC? If that is so, then you don't really get things here including her very own homeland in this changed magical fantasy world because this country is a constitutional monarchy state as such the monarch and the royal family must be strong and be there for their subjects as per the creed and the factor of this world having magic. In other words, you're an imbecile." "Another day of a member of nobility being a frog in the well at matters and discrimination because of this country's magic system. Allow this passing errant ehrenschertmagier to say hi." "Using religion to fatten your pockets and running away from the act? Mwahahaha! Let this errant ehrenschertmagier have you 'sing'." "Mwahahaha! Surprised? That's one of my personal creation spells." I ponder to myself, "Is it wrong for a reincarnated royalty in this fantasy world of magic to go incognito and seek out adventure? I guess not." P.S. Also published in Wattpad and Scribblehub.

[Mature Content.] “Afraid? Oh, dear, I can burn the world and no one will blame me as long as I have my husband’s money in my pocket.” — Irene Russell’s hard work for years was turned into junk when her boyfriend stole her work and gave it to her wicked step-sister. The public immediately recognizes her step-sister as a genius, while Irene must bear huge losses. Her boyfriend dumped her and declared he had been cheating on Irene’s step-sister since the beginning. After drowning herself in bottles of red wine, a piece of cake suddenly fell from heaven. Her boyfriend’s boss suddenly asked her to marry him to clean his name from a nasty scandal. Desperate to earn money, Irene accepted his offer. However, after she read their marriage contract, she realized every point in the contract was intended to spoil her to the root. — “You’re the perfect candidate to be my future wife.” Irene, “A woman like me can give you a headache, Mr. Delacroix.” “Oh, it’s such a coincidence,” Sebastian told her with playful intonation. “I like troubles.” — With the help of Sebastian Delacroix’s money, Irene could climb the ladder of success. At the end of the day, would her ex-boyfriend and her step-sister cry the blood of tears after betraying her? — Contact me Instagram: @zenanicher

After a millennium of monotony, the hidden immortals found themselves utterly bored with the endless cycle of existence. Growing weary of merely observing humanity from the shadows, they decided it was time to stir things up a bit. The immortal known as Doyen took the initiative to gather individuals from various backgrounds and corners of the globe, crafting a pocket universe complete with an island that served as a hub connecting different mini-worlds through portals. This island became a playground for the abducted humans, thrust into a brutal survival game. Doyen extended invitations to his fellow immortals, encouraging them to select champions for their twisted contests. If the humans failed to amuse, the immortals had the option to exert direct control over them. Each participant received a familiar egg and a backpack filled with essential gear, as they were cast onto the island designed to push their limits, all for the entertainment of the watching immortals.

The Alchemy of Stolen Hours In a world where time is currency, Ren Marcellus is an alchemist unlike any other. At just 26, he has unlocked a secret other could only dream of: the power to manipulate time itself. But every hour he steals from the universe leaves cracks in reality, triggering distortions that grow more dangerous with each experiment. The thrill of absolute control draws Ren in—until Kiera, a fierce woman claiming to be a time traveler, arrives with a dire warning. In her future, his alchemy has shattered the world, leaving chaos in its wake. Now, she needs his help to reverse the damage and save a future hanging by a thread. Reluctantly bound, Ren and Kiera set out to repair fractured pockets of time, uncovering remnants of a powerful shadow organization that would kill to control his knowledge. As they race against time, each new discovery pushes them closer, their bond tested by deadly trials and supernatural forces tied to the origins of time itself. But when they find the Heart of Time, an ancient artifact holding the key to time’s essence, Ren and Kiera must make the ultimate sacrifice. Will they choose power—or the fate of the world? The Alchemy of Stolen Hours is a gripping journey of forbidden magic, high-stakes romance, and two souls bound by destiny, where every choice could mean the difference between salvation and utter collapse.

Li Xiaojun, a 20-year-old game addict and part-time delivery guy, has always been a sucker for those "overpowered system gacha" novels he reads during his lunch breaks. In real life, however, he’s stuck in a dead-end job, barely scraping by in the overcrowded, city of Newer Borealis in the year 2030. His only real joy comes from playing his favorite MMO, "Murim Conquest," where he constantly gets beaten by kids with better gear and deep pockets. One day, after an unfortunate accident involving his bike, a vending machine, and a noodle shop's mascot robot, Xiaojun wakes up to find himself in a strange, futuristic world that looks suspiciously like Murim Conquest—except it’s not a game, it's real. Oh, and also, He has a system like the one he had in his game, one that allowed him to use this gacha to roll for advantages. Will he survive in this new world? Or will he fall prey to the dog-eat-dog nature of this world?

What is a thief? Where are the lines of good or evil drawn? In a cruel world like this, the answer is never that simple. Amid the people of Vagis, a youthful and fame hungry Kassius Moore grew up preparing for his future as he strives to reach the top of the world in a way not everyone does; by stealing. The fortune gained is magnificent, the infamy is extraordinary but the cost is immense. Will Kassius be able to reach the top and attain his goal, or will he fall victim to the fate of many other thieves before him?

VOLUME 1 [COMPLETED] VOLUME 2 [COMPLETED] Olivia Clarke’s world is shattered when she was forcibly married to the billionaire Alexander Bennett, leaving her fiancé at the altar. Determined to escape her unwanted marriage, Olivia vows to make Alexander divorce her so she can return to her fiancé. But Alexander, consumed by possessiveness, refuses to let the woman he ever loved go. With money and influence at his disposal, he promises to give her everything that she desires. Confident that love will bloom between them but Olivia has just one desire “Mr. Billionaire, let me go… I don’t love you.” Will Olivia succumb to Alexander’s charms, or will she find a way to break free and reclaim her heart? **** "Holding a wedding without me?" a hoarse and manly voice echoed from the door, bodyguards dressed in black suits surrounded the hall and this got me.   Who were they? Then a tall man, with rough black hair, hazel eyes, and dressed in a tailored design suit walked in with his hands in his pocket.   After a moment of silence, he looked up at me and then at Dad.   "Mr. Bennett, it's you…can we please resolve this case somewhere else? My daughter is getting married now." Father said with a pleading tone and I was surprised, so I walked towards him and shivered in fear.   I couldn't help but be scared, the man's aura was far more dangerous than that of my boss and he seemed like someone from the second generation of billionaires, how did Father get entangled with him?   "No, I want it to be settled here," he added.   I clenched my fist as I swallowed the lump in my throat. Can't he see I am about to get married right now? "I understand," Father said in a submissive tone, this only meant that he was in the wrong.   "Father, who is this?" I asked when Natalie rushed towards me before whispering a few words, my lips fell in shock. Alexander Bennett?   "Bruno, show him the contract." Mr. Bennett signaled and a man dressed in a brown suit approached us with a blue file containing a well printed contract.   Father held it with shivering hands as he read the contract "This…" he stuttered and then glared at me.   Out of curiosity, I grabbed the file from Father before reading it, there was just one clause written on it.   He wanted me to marry him today and pay off father's debt or else father will have to spend the rest of his life in jail.   The paper fell off my hand as I glared at Mr. Bennett, this was the first time we met so why would he want to marry me? Now that I remember, the other man looks familiar. He is the man I scolded yesterday, did they want to take revenge?   "Father, please tell me you don't owe him such a huge sum," I asked with a glimmer of hope, praying that this was all a dream. Caleb walked towards me as he was confused as well, he picked up the paper and read it.   "This is crazy." he launched his fist to hit Mr. Bennett who quickly dodged it and some guards hurried and pinned Caleb down.   "It's my wedding, you can't replace me," Caleb said in a bitter tone. check out my other book 180 DAYS TO DIVORCE

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