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Cruella Kills The Dogs

Reborn as a New Species of Prehistoric Dog

Lukas Rhoan, a man whose life was filled with struggle and monotony, meets an untimely end only to awaken in a strange and ancient world. To his astonishment, he finds himself reborn not as a man but as a pup of the Canis Dominator—a prehistoric apex predator said to rival even the Smilodon Populator in size and power. Set in the Cenozoic Era, Quaternary Period, Pleistocene Epoch, Lukas must adapt quickly to survive in a brutal world where every day is a battle against nature, predators, and the relentless march of time. As a juvenile, he is small and vulnerable but armed with the extraordinary potential of his species: strength, speed, intelligence, and a bite force capable of breaking bone. Driven by human memories and instincts, Lukas navigates this unforgiving landscape, hunting for food, learning the ways of his new body, and grappling with the isolation of being the only creature in the prehistoric wilderness with the mind of a man. Along the way, he encounters other fearsome creatures—mammoths, saber-toothed cats, and ancient humans—testing his instincts and his resolve. But the Canis Dominator is no ordinary predator. With each challenge, Lukas grows stronger, evolving into the pinnacle of survival. His journey is not just about adapting to a new form—it’s about discovering what it means to live fully in a world where survival is earned, not given. As Lukas embraces his destiny as the ultimate predator, he begins to question: Was he reborn by chance, or is there a greater purpose behind his transformation into the king of the Pleistocene?
Metacrome · 1.6K Views

Mafia's desire: A love that kills

Synopsis: Sophia, a journalist, investigates organized crime. Dante, a mafia underboss, is tasked with stopping her. But Sophia's determination and intelligence intrigue him. As they engage in a cat-and-mouse game, Dante finds himself torn between duty and desire. CHAPTER 1: "Deadline Looming"* Sophia Russo tapped her pen impatiently on her desk, staring at the blank page in front of her. Her editor, Mark, had been breathing down her neck all morning. "Sophia, where's the mafia exposé?" Mark asked, his voice firm but laced with annoyance. "You've had weeks to work on this. I need something concrete by the end of the day." Sophia took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. "I'm close, Mark. Just need to verify some sources." Mark's expression turned skeptical. "Verify? You've been verifying for months. I need results, Sophia." As Mark walked away, Sophia's phone buzzed with an incoming text: "Meet me at the coffee shop on 5th and Main at 7 pm. Come alone. -A" Sophia's heart skipped a beat. Alex, her reliable source, rarely contacted her directly. She glanced around the newsroom, ensuring no one watched, before quickly typing: "See you then." The message sent, Sophia's mind whirled with possibilities. What did Alex have for her? Was it finally the break she needed? The pressure from Mark still lingered, but Sophia's determination reignited. She would get this story. As she processed the message, a sudden wave of déjà vu washed over her. The newsroom around her blurred, and Sophia felt herself transported back in time. She saw herself as a teenager, sitting in the backseat of her parents' car, laughing and arguing with her mom about college plans. The sound of screeching tires and shattering glass shattered the memory. Sophia's heart raced as she relived the horror of that fateful night. Her parents' faces flashed before her: her father's encouraging smile, her mother's unwavering determination. The accident's aftermath unfolded like a cruel slideshow – the hospital, the funeral, the loneliness. Sophia's gaze drifted to the silver necklace around her neck, the press badge pendant a tangible connection to her parents' legacy.
Va_neemi05 · 1.3K Views

The Starving Dogs

After a mysterious gas was released into the planet's atmosphere, the population suddenly found themselves with mystical powers. Ranging from superhero abilities known only in comics, to incredibly specific and hardly practical. When your worth is now decided by birth, how does one live? When talent merely becomes a word to explain a fortunate ability, how do you stand out? Heroes, Villains, Vigilantes. Stories and myths of such beings became commonplace. Governments requiring powerful abilities to keep order. The Hero Association attempting to keep its influence through monetization. Villain groups abusing their powers. Vigilantes attempting to fight against such tyranny and unfairness. Corruption rampant as always. Like stated, these stories are commonplace. Mass produced even. So what about a narrower focus? A lawless city ruled by an order of Street Gangs. This isn't the story of a selfless uprising Hero, or a Villain who wreaks destruction, or even a Vigilante who wants a better world. Rather it's a story of the struggle of the strong. People who gather others underneath them, and fight against rivals. All to rise to the top and rule this city. Would you care to join? This isn't a grand story, it might not be to your taste. Can you stand beside those who struggle, without a guarantee for a satisfying end? As they fight to stand at the top, or be consumed? If so, allow me to tell you this story. (WARNING: THIS VOLUME CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND STRONG LANGUAGE. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED)
UnableToOpenDoor · 21.9K Views

I Will Kill The Extra

"He thought knowledge was power, but knowing the story won’t save him from me." ********** Extra Takes It All! True to its title, that hypocrite really does take it all. Opportunities? “Nah, the protagonist is too overpowered to even bother with them. I’ll take what he ignores—anything for my survival.” A harem? “I just help them a bit with their internal struggles, and somehow they keep clinging to me.” Items? “He barely uses them. They’re just lying around, so I’ll put them to good use.” And yet, that hypocrite keeps whining: *“I’m not supposed to be the protagonist. I don’t want to change the story’s outcome. I’ll just enjoy it from the sidelines.”* *Chuckle* Yeah, right. Somehow, I pushed through that mess of a plot. The other characters? They were decent. Well-developed. They felt real and believable. But that so-called “extra”? He was a walking contradiction. He started out on the sidelines, but gradually got more and more overpowered—until he himself became the story’s villain. As for the ending, don't even get me started. It really felt like the final battle was slapped together based on Authors hormones. The climax didn't make any sense at all, it was just a mess which totally twisted the logic that built up till this point of the story. So, what did I do wrong? I just cursed him a little, that’s all. And to be honest, he deserved it. Then, fate being fate, I ended up in that same novel that frustrated me. But unlike that Extra who cried about being thrown into a dangerous world and all, my situation is genuinely screwed. If I want to survive, there’s only one way: kill the extra. Yes, you heard me right. I won’t stop you, I will straight up kill. As your Professor, I’ll have plenty of chances.
YourAverage_Reader · 42.5K Views
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