719 Number Keeps Calling Me

When the demon finally harnessed human sins and negative emotions to harvest negative energy, it opened a spatial gate to the planets that were already ravaged by monsters and teeming with dark creatures. The beasts and monsters passed through the gate, unleashing havoc upon Earth. These monstrous creatures caused destruction on a massive scale, pushing the earth toward an apocalyptic catastrophe. In this dark time, The Creator granted certain humans the ability, marked by symbols on their right hands, to wield the power of gods and angels to combat these dark creatures. My ability was 'Overthinking,' the weakest, but with hard work, I persisted for 60 years to become the most powerful and the savior of the world. However, in my final moments, I was betrayed by a friend who was born rich and noble, who forced me to die to obtain everything I had worked so hard for. Nevertheless, before my demise, I sent my memories back to my younger years. This time, I will obtain everything: the best items, the finest women, and the most potent abilities. All will be mine!

His name was Zyren Drakos—a name whispered like a curse and remembered like a legend. Once left to die on the blood-soaked battlefield of the fallen Aetherion Kingdom, Zyren’s fate should have ended there. But death had other plans. Rescued by a notorious poison master shunned by the martial world, Zyren was reborn—not as a soldier, but as a living weapon. Trained in silence and shadows, he mastered forbidden arts. Every breath he took, every enemy he struck down, carved his path in poison and vengeance. But everything changed the night he saved her—a courtesan cloaked in mystery and beauty, with secrets deeper than her smile. She gave him his first taste of love... and cursed him forever. Now, hunted by assassins, betrayed by allies, and chased by the ghosts of a war not yet over, Zyren fights not just to survive—but to uncover the truth. Because somewhere in the chaos, the courtesan vanished... and left behind a single message: “They were never after me… They were after you.”

The event: an unforeseen cataclysm which wiped out all of life leaving but a fraction… So they say, but I know the truth, even though I'm uncertain of how it really happened. I can't seem to remember much. Compared to when i first awoken, 50 years ago, even if it's a fraction I'd call it progress. Over 200 years has passed since the event and I'm trying to find the answer to how this place came to be. I know it's not going to be easy and you can guarantee I'm going to fall into some unwanted predicaments. My goal: return it to the time before even if it takes destroying this world. To do that i think i have to find the one who cursed me and stole my memories... What i truly am, I'm yet to find out, and how I plunge the world into its current state. Author's note: I know my synopsis sucks but pls bear with me.

As he has been kidnapped repeatedly. Jake the young master of the Blake family lived as a bum discarded and forgotten remnant of the society in order to hide his identity. Fortunately he fell in love with Sonya when he was in college and married her, later on, things fell out of proportion when she thought Jake's family was mediocre and could not match with hers so she abandoned Jake without mercy. When the two met again Jake was already living in a luxurious villa and driving expensive cars and shutters making those that wronged him pay him for the suffering they caused him. “You're so shameless being kept as a side piece by another woman.” Sonya rebuked angrily. “So what? Do you remember everyone around you thought I was so shameless to be kept a side piece by you, so why should I keep my face? You're really lifting me up.” Jake said contemptuously and shook the glass of wine in his hand.

VOLUME 1 TRILOGIA ILHA DO CORVO — Eu não amo você. — murmurei. Ele deixou seu vinho de lado e se levantou, devagar ele diminuiu a distância entre nós, e com a ponta dos dedos tocou meu queixo, seu olhar vagou para minha boca e depois permaneceu em meus olhos. — Eu também não a amo princesa, e nem pretendo. Ele disse essas palavras com total frieza e se afastou se sentando novamente e isso me enfureceu. — Por que lutar em um torneio pela minha mão então? tudo isso porque sou uma princesa? —disparei. — Você é uma princesa Lancaster e eu preciso de um herdeiro digno. — Eu desejo que meu ventre seja seco como as areias do deserto, comandante. Ele me encarou e vi um lampejo de raiva em seus olhos negros, mas no mesmo instante ele o escondeu e colocou seu sorriso cínico no lugar. — Então nesse caso teríamos que tentar muitas vezes querida, até que seu ventre se torne menos seco, eu tentaria pelo resto da vida até. — rebateu maliciosamente. Em um torneio pela mão da princesa Helena Lancaster ela vê seu destino se cruzar com John Chase, um comandante e guerreiro temível, com uma personalidade peculiar ele era tudo que ela detestava, possessivo, audacioso, autoritário, e dominante ao extremo, e ele era o que mais tinha chances de ganhar o torneio por sua mão. Mas John Chase era muito mais que um comandante da ilha do Corvo, ele escondia um segredo sombrio, que mudaria sua vida para sempre. Uma Ilha repleta de homens misteriosos, com seus próprios segredos e conflitos, e ela seria senhora deles, logo Helena descobriria que um grande perigo a ronda na ilha, poderia ela confiar no marido para protegê-la?

Follow the life of Sakamo Ryu on Earth, where he is Sakamo Ryu, a fifteen-year-old boy with ascendency of English-Japanese.  His other life is as Alex Brim, a Hero for Hire on the Magical World Azurath to where he can travel by using a magical pendant.  His help is needed from time to time, because of the Magical Voids that appear in the sky from where Monsters fall, making the lives of the different species that lives there, a very hard one.  … Alex shouted to the Orc, surprising everyone, “Eat him already! He is in my way, I want your head and the pretty Magical Orb you have inside you! You are not dead already because that dumbass is still there, but as soon as you kill him, you are all mine!” The Orc let his hostage go that fell on the ground with a muffled bump. The Orc raised his mace to the sky and screamed, giving the signal for the Goblins to attack. At the same time, Alex whispered, “Give me a little of your strength, Shinatobe.” A small dot of light near his right ear answered in a low voice, “As you say, Master.” ...

He was the shame of the family. Add that to the fact that he lied to his wife and took the blame for a crime he never committed—just to save her collapsing company—and you’ve got Cole Bennett. Three years later, this man walked out of prison. Of course, no one comes out the same way they went in. If you've got some experience, you know what that means. But guess what? The bastard Cole went to prison for—the one who promised to help his wife—didn’t lift a damn finger. And guess what again? Cole was the only one treated like trash when he went in, but now, his in-laws have gone full beast mode, treating his wife worse than poop. Now imagine a man who spent three years in one of New York’s deadliest prisons. A man who found mysterious mentors behind bars. A man full of rage. A man who learned how to unleash the kind of emotions you’re not supposed to tame. Tell me—what exactly isn’t bound to happen?

“Hector! Hector!” Christen screamed. “Hector! Please help me! They have our daughter!” His wife's scream was the last thing Hector expected to hear on his return home after years in the military. The house was in shambles, blood everywhere and his family was no where to be found. Little did Hector know that one phone call was going to change his life for the utmost worst and destroy everything he had built for almost a decade. With nothing left to his name, Hector is at the brink of despair, betrayed by the country he had served with his life until he is approached by a strange man. A dead man for that matter who offers Hector not just a chance for revenge against his enemies, but an opportunity to have everything he's ever wanted. In this twisting tale of revenge, death and bloodthirst, Hector finds himself entangled in a dangerous quest. This is slightly altered when he struggles as he finds love yet again with a mysterious journalist. Will this new face in the picture cool Hector's burning, vengeful heart? Or will the Chance to Play God consume him completely?

“Make a wish,child,or you die!” Laquan squinted his eyes in confusion. The old man’s words and attitude clearly took him off guard. “Uh... Excuse me?” he scoffed. The old man is either a con artist or he himself is hungry and is definitely hearing things “Don't you wanna get rich son?” Quan's brows shot up at the word ‘rich’ His mind drifted to how he's been humiliated in the past and,he unconsciously fisted his fingers. “I want to be powerful.” He breathed out, one could see and hear the desperation in his eyes and voice. “It's a done deal then. I'll change your fate for you. However...”The man paused, then continue the moment he knew he's got the young lad's attention. “know that you only have twenty years to spend on Earth!” Quan’s jaw dropped. “What?! Hey! I don't wanna make a wish any–” The old man smirked. “It's too late,child. A wish cannot be reversed.”

On our third wedding anniversary, I lit candles, cooked her favorite meal, and waited. She said she was working late. I went to surprise her. Instead, I found my wife walking into a hotel with another man—laughing, kissing—while I stood in the street like a fool. That night, I filed for divorce. The next day, her lover shoved me into traffic. The car should have killed me. Instead, I woke up with a power I can’t explain—five frozen seconds where the world stands still, and only I can move. Five seconds to expose a lie. Five seconds to ruin an enemy. Five seconds to make them choke on every ounce of humiliation they gave me. They took my love, my trust, and the life I built. Now I’m taking everything from them—slow enough that they’ll see it coming, and fast enough they can’t stop it. She betrayed me. They tried to bury me. But I’m not the man they remember. I’m the man they’ll regret ever crossing.