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Goku Parents React To Goku

Afterlife : Journey to be strongest

[⚠️ Don't go on cover!][Just read synopsis once, you must have not seen anything like this before.] Want to see, MC ---> no power to overpower, strongest. You are on right webnovel. Goku, Saitama, Mash are nothing. [⚠️ Forgive me for any hurt you got(from words), but reality.] Power level limited to Multiverse? See Omniversal entities, not they are nothing. See Entireversal! Fact who don't know:- 1 multiverse :- 10^10^10^7 universe! 1 omniverse(fiction):- 10^10^10^7 multiverse! 1 ENTIREVERSE:- 10^10^10^7 omniverse! {Reason behind Goku, Saitama are nothing.} [Warning ⚠️:- You must have a stone like heart to read this LEGEND Story] [⚠️ Real attitude starts from :- Chapter 20.] [⚠️ But chapters from 1-20 are really important.] Read now, you will get guaranteed power and attitude level, something that will overpowere Goku and Saitama in future. MC with badass level of attitude and Aura. Ultimate mix of Especially Aura+Attitude+Yearning of strength. Inspired by hundreds of anime and webnovels. [DAILY UPDATE - 1 OR 2 CHAPTERS PER DAY] [SOMETIMES NO UPDATE, NO LIES HERE!] Ray Ross died with no karma — not good, not evil, just... nothing. Even the gods didn't know what to do with him. Reborn with the power to absorb strength, memories, and abilities, Ray begins a journey to the top in a universe where power is everything. Gaining Omniversal Awareness, He became God of Neutralities (God of God and dirty of universal level.). But beyond gods... lie Supremes, he must face them one day to really become strongest in omniverse. But, journey never ENDS! Someone is waiting for him above Omniversal level, ENTIREVERSE! [Note:- All things came from heart, so anything wrong given or hurted your mind and heart(soul), then I am deeply sorry.] [Ignore Grammar mistakes, focus on CONTENT!] BYE!
vibtech0 · 7.8K Views

Mated To Four, Fated To One

“Let go of me! Why now?” I snapped at them as they closed their distance on me while I moved backward towards the stairs. “What happened to all of you hating me?” I sneered, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes. “I can't be a mate to monsters! You all despised me, made my life worthless the whole time, and you suddenly want me to accept being your mate?” I stared unbelievably at them as their eyes glinted with fury as they approached further. “Well, we still hate you but think of this as a favor,” Ryder taunted, his lips curling into a dirty smirk and I glared at him. “Favor?” I gaped at him, taking cautious steps backward. “At least, your wish has been answered,” Derek snorted, cocking his head while Sage stared coldly at me. “That's why we have decided on making you our mistress. Highly to think we would accept a murderer as our mate.” Mael added, his words sent shivers running down my spine. “You all are sick! Insane!!” I chuckled bitterly, to think they'd always put Lena first before me. They wanted me as their mistress. “Thalia! Be care—” before I could process what Sage was about to say as he reached out to me. I lost my balance and tripped. *** Eleven years ago, I was framed for killing my precious younger sister whom everyone loved, and they thought I should have been the one to die instead of her. Being the daughter of the Beta, I was stripped of my title and demoted to an omega and became a servant in the pack's house. I was despised by everyone, especially the quadruplets, the Alpha's sons. Alpha Sage, Alpha Ryder, Alpha Mael, and Alpha Derek— the ruthless and most feared, respectable Alphas who never took a break from tormenting me and making my life worthless. Ten years later, my younger sister who was thought to be dead, reappeared at the pack's doorstep, looking alive and well, and even more beautiful and elegant. She was welcomed happily by all the pack members and was desired by the quadruplet. I thought everything would go back to how it was but I was neglected and remained the omega no one wanted until my life took a shocking turn when I clocked eighteen. Fate had me mated to the Alpha's sons, not just one but all four of them but what's even more shocking was when they agreed to make me their mistress. I'd rather eat dirt! Cause, I won't be bending so easily.
Pastel_Peach · 5.5K Views

SSS-Ranked Triple Cultivation: Only I Have Two Primordial Parents!

[DISCONTINUED!!!] Word of Warning: MC is crude, blunt and slightly insane. Continue with caution! --------------------------- When Theodore Nevan is forced into the Reincarnation Cycle via Truck-Kun's almighty hand, he is given the option to be reincarnated as the son of two Primordial deities, who convinces him to agree to their conditions by promising three wishes each. Theodore, now Theo Kraven, must gather his power and make powerful allies, because he's not the only Primordial Spawn alive and not all Primordial Spawns are friendly. And, with his kind being hunted by an unknown, mysterious force, he must do so fast. What happens when he discovers he can also travel through time, to more primal periods in time, where the beasts ruled over the world with an iron first? To eras past where he can learn from legendary masters only known through the history books? He will need to continue with caution as he grows into his own powers, becuase messing with time is forbodden and being a Primordial Spwan at a time where Primordial Spawns are frowned upon is like a double whammy. If anyone finds out about who he really is and what he can do, he will be hunted and killed. Wielding the powers of Time, Death & Destruction at his literal fingertips, Theo Kraven is out to get stronger and gather his own forces, eliminating any who dare get in his way. He will be called a villain. He will be called a tyrant. He will be called despicable. But, at the end of the day, he will have the power to back his actions. And, like his predecessors before him, he will learn that his sanity... is a ticking time bomb! No matter how chill and creative he sees himself today — he will have to learn that the cost of power is one's sanity, and he'll have to learn this fast, too, or else he'll be too far gone to properly defend himself when the enemy comes knocking at his door. And the worst part? The enemy is already at the gate! [Ding! Direwolf Alpha Tamed.] [Ding! Progenitor Werewolf Corpse Summoned!] [Using Absolute Synthesis to Create A New Summon...]: [Ding! New Summons Created!] [Direwolf Evolved Into: Lycaon-Fenrir Progenitor Werewolf!] ------------------------------------------- 170 Power Stones = 1 Chapter Extra 150 Power Stones = 4 Chapters Extra 95 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!!!
BroodyKai · 54.3K Views

His to Break, His to Keep

My hands trembled, my pulse a frantic drumbeat against my ribs as Liam Romano slid the ring onto my finger. White gold. Flawless diamonds. Cold and unfeeling—just like the man who now owned me. For most, a wedding ring symbolized love, devotion, a future built on choice. For me, it was a prison. A silent contract that stripped away my name, my freedom, my very identity. Emily Carter no longer existed. I was Emily Romano now. A pawn in a game played by ruthless men. A caged bird with no escape. I should have run when I had the chance. Now, as the most powerful figures of the New York and Chicago Famiglias watched in chilling silence, escape was nothing more than a distant dream. There were no second chances. No mercy. In our world, a marriage didn’t end unless a body hit the ground—and I knew whose body that would be if I dared to run. This wasn’t love. This was war. A treaty forged in blood. A fragile truce between two criminal empires standing at the edge of destruction. The Bratva were circling like vultures, waiting for a weakness, a reason to strike. And I? I was the peace offering, the price my father had paid to keep our family standing. I should be thankful. That’s what they told me. That’s what my father drilled into my head, over and over again. But gratitude didn’t make the chains any lighter. "You may kiss the bride." The priest’s voice shattered the silence. I forced myself to lift my gaze. Liam’s dark, calculating eyes met mine, void of warmth, void of hesitation. His face, cold and unreadable, gave away nothing. He was a man who had never known fear. A man who didn’t bend, didn’t break. And now, I belonged to him. The world watched, waiting for a sign of weakness. A crack in my mask. I wouldn’t give them one. But Liam? Liam saw through it all. His fingers tightened around mine—a warning, a promise. Then he moved. His lips crashed against mine, not soft, not tender—a kiss of possession. Of dominance. A silent vow that sealed my fate. My body stiffened under his touch, but I didn’t pull away. Because I knew what he was telling me without saying a word. You are mine. And in that moment, I realized something terrifying. I was his to keep. And his to break.
Akash_Chaudhary_0940 · 7.1K Views
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