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System Nemesis

Between the howls and wails, the screams and cries of women being raped, and the villagers being eaten and butchered like cattle, there was a middle-aged man who was desperately running away while yelling his lungs out. ''Why.... WHY!!! YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKERS!!!'' His clothes were in tatters and marred in blood, with his body being barely able to function. His state was simply beyond recognition. As for where he was running to... It didn't matter... He just wanted to flee the hellish scene that was unfolding behind him. His remote village, the one he had lived in his entire life, was now a fiery beacon illuminating the night. ''Whyyyyy areeeeeee youuuuuuuuuu runninnnnnnnnnnng awwaaayyyy froooooom usssssssss?'' Terrifying low growls and voices could be perceived behind him, and every time he heard them, his body released adrenaline to try to override its limits, but to no avail as his injuries were just too severe. The humanoid creatures pursuing him were like shadows, barely distinguishable through the cover of the night. Their eyes, akin to black holes, were fixed on their prey as it struggled for its pathetic life. Their faint and sinister giggles kept reverberating through the darkness... *** As blood rushed up his throat and leaked at the corners of his mouth, his sinister appearance aggravated to where he resembled a devil. During his maniacal laugh, his punctured lungs had finally given out, causing his whole body to collapse on the ground and dyeing it a scarlet shade. His mind went blank, while his consciousness left his battered body. *** After what appeared to be a few minutes, he suddenly woke up. He was startled at first, but he soon realized that he had indeed died. Everything around him was black, without an ounce of life in sight. He was basically a spirit floating in the absolute void. ''So this is what happens when you die... You just drift in darkness... That's actually underwhelming. I wonder if I'll just fade away'' When Derrick's thoughts started to drift, a prompt appeared in front of him. [Welcome to System Nemesis, Derrick Tarlin] [Would you like to seek revenge? Yes/No]
LaPlume · 1.9M Views

Married to my nemesis

" A lineage is formed through hereditary, a bloodline that makes attention and calls for power. DON, MOB BOSS, is for men who rule the mafia business and those who are superior in this business. But what if I tell you there is a King in this cliche? THE MAFIA KING, a lineage with not just power and hereditary but one that can command fear and death. A King who has the power that doesn't live with him but runs in the system of the family. Powerful kin is undefeated, this is what is called a lineage. THE MAFIA KING LINEAGE." * Prudence Marvel, the eldest daughter of the Lane Marvel family and the underboss of the mafia business is about to attain the new post of the Lane Marvel Mafia business. But when the time was right, a twist was made which caused her Achilles heel and dethronement because of the death of the boss, her father. The family suffers a great loss and a new boss is made, one who belittles her family's hereditary. Prudence makes an investigation and discovers the killer of her father was unsurprisingly the one who calls himself the new boss of the mafia cliche. Her nemesis, Vixen Joe. She vows and heads toward the mission of avenging the death of her father and attaining what was hers but on her way, she fails terribly which ends with her death. A disgraceful one that ends with her kneeling in front of the one she calls her nemesis. A man who didn't just kill her father and also took away everything she had but a man who became the cause of her bloodshed.  Her body departs from the world but her soul is given another chance to take revenge for everything that happened. Another chance transmigrated into the body of Enim Zoon. But this chance was unworthy. Why? The body of whom she transmigrates turns out to be the mistress of the one she calls her nemesis. How was she going to accomplish such a goal when she wasn't just given a chance to be in the body of his mistress but as to deal with the fact the killer and the cause of her own heel wasn't Vixen after all? Rather someone she could say. The Silver masked person. A chance that she was given 61 days to live on Earth? How could she accomplish her mission one more time? Will this transmigration develop a new relationship between her and Vixen? Will her hatred continue or will her love continue? Even if she's in her new body, will she be able to handle the secrets that were kept away from her? Vixen Joe is a loyal servant of Prudence's father who eventually makes his way to a high level becoming the king of the Mafia world. But things don't go well in his regime after the death of his master and then, eventually, he's being pointed as the killer of his master. With his death which he knew nothing of, he is found under the control of a mysterious person with his deep secret and accused killer of his master's death. A whole pain he needed to subside with the use of his mistress, so he got a new mistress. Surprisingly his new mistress gave him a foreign taste from the other mistresses he had. Why was she different? Somehow, he couldn't pinch the reason why he found her to be interesting and likewise a bit concerning than he thought. Now he has to discover the truth about who this new mistress really is. ***** Warning, the book contains mature content. Please read at your discretion. Disclaimer: the book cover doesn't belong to me, credit goes to the original artist.
Favour_9_Olajide · 67.5K Views

The Alpha King's Nemesis

Rage... That was all she felt, rage so powerful it consumed her every being, dispelling all other feelings but one... the need for revenge. _____________ 'Mine!' Zariah's wolf had growled in a possessive tone and at that very moment, Zariah had realized that she was gazing upon the very one the creator had made specially for her, the only one deserving to stand at her side, the other half of her own soul...her fated mate. Zariah had immediately been overcome with joy, all caution had flown out the window and her wariness had been immediately forgotten as she leaned down and gazed into those innocent baby blue eyes, her own mismatched orbs of a fiery crimson and a glowing gold were contorted with pain as she stared at the bruised and broken body kneeling at her feet. 'You are mine precious one and from this moment on, no one shall ever hurt you again.' Zariah had vowed aloud, before him and before her pack members and within her heart, Zariah had promised to protect and love him for all eternity...oh how foolish she had been, If only she could have known then that saving him would become the greatest regret of her life...had she only known then that he would be the cause of her death and the destruction of her pack. __________ When Zariah, female Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack is betrayed by her mate, her pack is completely massacred and Zariah is captured and tortured for treason before being publicly executed by wolfsbane. Zariah finds out in her last moments that the massacre of her pack had been under the orders of none other than the Alpha King. As she took her last breath, Zariah swore to return as a vengeful spirit to destroy all who had contributed to the destruction of her pack. The creator was merciful and Zariah was granted a second chance, a rebirth and a chance to change her pack's fate However fate is a funny thing and with every gift given, there is always a catch to it. Zariah is tossed in turmoil when she finds herself granted a new mate in this new lifetime...a new mate in the person of her greatest nemesis, the Alpha King. ~First Book in the Werewolf Rebirth Series
JHeart · 337.1K Views

Linking Stars

"Fate, a predetermined destiny assigned by an all-knowing being, is just a blatant claim meant to bolster one's drive towards a goal." Do we expect heroes to be valiant warriors, Vanquishing monsters with courage victorious, Leaving the sunset with the damsel in distress, Or is it someone more unexpected, we must confess? What lies in a bright, joyful world, Also comes darkness, tragedy unfurled, Self-hurting monsters that crawl and thrive, Inside your deepest trauma, they come alive. Our most powerful enemy lies beneath ourselves, We create our villains, from our inner shelves, We are the villains, through actions impressed, Our actions have repercussions, as fate is addressed. Weapons come in different shapes and forms, Sharp and strong, yet the most powerful storms, Are the losses of friends, our families dear, Stronger than any blade's angry tear. Beneath the night sky, stars intertwine, Creating constellations, in patterns divine. Some see mere beauty, a sight for sore eyes, Others see techniques, where combat lies. These stars, like people, bond and unite, Their strength in connection, a radiant light. A sunflower and a black rose, side by side, Coexisting, finding bonds, where threats reside. Cherry blossoms, sizzles, azaleas too, Anemones surround, providing support true. Each with their weaknesses, together they stand, Is it destiny, or fate’s gentle hand? As the universe moves, slowly they meet, Blades deciding fates, the challenges they greet. In a garden of struggle, where each flower grows, They find strength in unity, against all foes.
LightKazukiGray · 5K Views
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