Bad Sanses

At a young age, he lives alone as a beggar, bearing the sadness that his parents died in a plane crash and leave him alone. Living under the bridge as a beggar, somehow he was able to maintain his life until he pick up a purse full of unfamiliar cards. His life changes all of sudden after he brought the purse to the lost and found because the grandma was there and lost her purse. The grandma didn't hesitate to make him her grandson. He accepts her offer and lives with his grandma. After many years he become successful and was left alone and he decided to visit the grave of his parents, but bad luck is in his fate, the truck hit him and died at the same time. Blaming himself for doing an extreme sin. While falling into infinite darkness he hears a voice and that is a system they called. At first, he couldn't believe that he was already dead. He just accept what the system explained to him. Reincarnating in a world where magic is possible using pollen. Pollen is like a mana that is needed to use a powerful skill. After the reincarnation. After interruption while traveling, the system decides to force reincarnation. But there is pay, he appeared in the most dangerous forest where wild beast roams every time. Fortunately, the five goblins brought him to their village. His life starts facing dangerous, threats, and his journey becomes a paradise.

Tom Burro was born with one eye clouded gray, the mark that cursed his life. His father called it an omen. His stepmother called him a monster. His only friend was Snowly, a mysterious white dog that seemed to understand everything he said. When Tom’s mother died under strange circumstances, he was abandoned and left to rot in a crumbling orphanage. His half-brother, Gabby Miles Burro, inherited everything, wealth, reputation, and the Burro name, and used it to make Tom’s life a private hell. But on the night Gabby nearly beat him to death, something awoke inside the “bad eye.” The world slowed. The air shimmered. And a voice whispered inside his mind: “The Spirit System of the Matriarchal Line has found its heir.” Suddenly, Tom could see opportunities: glowing threads that led to fortune, danger, or salvation. Every decision revealed invisible paths, the Spiritual Economy of reality itself. From scavenging junkyards to hacking fate, Tom begins climbing from the ashes. But with every gain, he feels someone watching him. The system’s power is evolving, and with it, ancient forces long buried are stirring. Gabby’s greed isn’t just human anymore. Something ancient has chosen him too… By the time Tom learns the truth, that his cursed eye isn’t just a gift but a key to a divine inheritance, he’ll already be trapped in a web of bloodlines, betrayal, and fate. And Snowly, his loyal companion, might not be a dog at all

Hi, I’m Mark and while I’m not the strongest and neither do I have any unique ability, most of my opportunities being either wasted or given away one way or another, I’m the one that survived the most. Now that I think about it, this life is pretty miserable. I got my ups and downs, but because I rushed at the beginning, I ruined my entire future and the only thing keeping me alive is my ability to adapt and survive. That’s it. No magical abilities. No genius talent. The most unique ability I had was an ability the “survivor” title gave me called “The survivor”. And now I'm about to be killed aaaaand I'm dead. ... . . Die, they said, you will receive eternal rest they said, but where is the eternal rest?! “Hello and welcome to the Regression and Reincarnation agency. Due to your peculiar achievements, you have been fo- ahem, given the chance to go back in time, as well as three wishes.” –––––––––––––––––– Follow Mark on his journey to change his ending, see his rises and falls and journey with him together in this story through your imagination. ______________________ This is my first book and my native language isn't English, so expect grammar mistakes and so on. Enjoy my book and if you don't like it, just stop reading. It is far more energy efficient that writing a bad review. _________________

Adrian Lancaster's wrath unleashed when his sister was delivered up for auction. The bad men didn't know he was the War God. He ensured he left no man standing, and he will find Natasha Christian-Grey and put an end to the entire catastrophe. Ten years ago, Adrian made a promise at his mother's grave: become strong enough to protect his little sister from the powerful family that murdered their mother. He kept that promise — rising from nothing to become the legendary King of the North, the commander who united seven territories and ended a decade-long war. But on the day of his greatest victory, a desperate phone call shattered everything. "They found us, Adrian... It's too late..." His sister had been dragged to an underground auction — stripped, caged, and sold to the highest bidder like property. All orchestrated by Natasha Christian-Grey, the woman whose affair with his father had destroyed their family. They made a fatal mistake. They didn't know who he really was. Now Adrian has returned to Greenville with his elite forces, and he's tearing through the city like a hurricane. The corrupt businessmen who bought his sister. The arrogant martial arts masters who thought themselves invincible. The soldiers who betrayed their oaths. The entire Rodrigez family who dared to torture his aunt. One by one, they fall before the War God's fury.

Caster Valley, Kansas, is a small peaceful town where nothing stays a secret for long. Where no paranormal phenomena ever happen. And it's the last place any murders ever happen. At least, that's what some of the townsfolk thought. Weston Brooks doesn't know what to believe. On his eighteenth birthday, strange unbelievable things begin to happen. Not only is his family in shambles, but the magic powers he was born with are out of control which divides them even more so after an accidental mishap that leads him to run away only for him to wind up at his best friend's house, who he has a crush on. Unfortunately, the bad luck he constantly has is only getting worse because his best friend's mother places a curse on them to never interact romantically without disastrous consequences happening. Now, with his misfortunes, he also begins to see a strange ghostly truck. At first, he ignores it. But then one day, he gets the courage to follow it. But that might have been his biggest mistake... Or maybe it was his fate. Being led to the bridge where he finds a black truck, the same black truck he's been seeing is at the bottom of the cliff by the bridge, and inside is the dead body of Barry Bloomsdale--a person everyone in town knows. Now, he gets thrown into a deep mystery and must solve the case with the help of the police chief's son and his cousin as well as a mysterious black cat that insists she's there to protect him. As they investigate, what they learn just might frighten Weston.

LEGENDARY SOLDIER WAS ARRIVED, HIS NAME IS ANDRE! Andre, who was seriously injured after surviving an ambush, was accommodated and cared for by Suci, the woman who later became his adoptive mother. When Andre woke up weeks later, he found his memory hazy. He remembered his name, but nothing else that had happened to him before. One time, while working, Andre was suddenly approached by a rich woman and offered to marry Intan, the woman's daughter. At that time Intan was two weeks pregnant. Andre accepted the offer and he was contracted to be Intan's husband for one year. After that, Andre and Intan would divorce and he would receive a very large sum of money, which he would use to pay for his adoptive mother's medical expenses. Turned out, only a month since they got married, Intan miscarried. Since then, Randana family felt that they no longer had any reason to accommodate Andre in their luxurious home, and their attitude towards Andre changed 180 degrees, becoming so bad and tending to be inhuman. They wanted to make Andre divorce Intan and leave the house, so they wouldn't have to pay Andre. One day, while in the family car, waiting for Intan to leave the office, Andre was approached by a woman, her name is Sofia. Andre asked Sofia to meet him. In a bar that seemed to be familiar, Sofia explained Andre's past and asked Andre to meet Jessica who will help him recover his memory. After recovering his memory, Andre began his adventure again as the legendary soldier, the greatest member ever of The Golden Dragon.

The city calls him “nobody.” On paper, he’s just a broke young man with nothing but scars and a bad attitude. But in the shadows, Caden Pierce is the Septamillionaire Heir—the ruthless King of the Underworld. His enemies fear him. The elite don’t even know he exists… yet. After ten years of brutal training, Caden’s ready to tear his enemies apart and claim everything that’s his. When the spoiled heiress Vivian Montgomery is thrown into his arms—literally—he gets a taste of power, privilege, and the poison of high society. She calls him a “nobody.” Her circle mocks him. They have no idea he owns the ground they walk on. “You think money makes you untouchable?” Caden smirks, stepping over his latest rival. “Sweetheart, I buy men like you for sport and toss them out with yesterday’s trash.” But when the old-money dynasties scheme to bury him, and gunmen storm the club with Vivian in their sights, Caden doesn’t blink. “Let’s get something straight,” he growls, shoving a pistol under the lead thug’s chin. “You came for a princess. You found the king.” Enemies want his head. Socialites want his wallet. And Vivian—she wants him gone. But Caden Pierce didn’t survive hell to bow to anyone. He’s got seven million reasons to settle old scores. And one savage promise: this city will remember his name. Buckle up. The king is back—and he’s done playing nice.

I was born and lived inside a virtual game world, till I was tricked by the Great Administrator and got kicked out to the Real World for my bad mouth! I am Athanasios, a citizen of the virtual game world of Elysium. The world I'm living in, is a paradise or that's what everyone says. It's boring and all day I'm forced to play games like Tetris to mine virtual coins. That's the only way to buy new avatars or expand my dungeon tower, the only two things that actually matter to me. However, everything changed when I received a strange message saying I can try a new game experience. But there was a catch! Instead, I was tricked and transferred to the real world. Things aren't that much different from the virtual world: Goblins plague the villages, dragons tear down cities and adventurers try to loot dungeons. In fact, this world is better than expected! So realistic and not to mention that for the first time in my gaming life, I managed to multiclass from level-1. You see, I drank the blood of a Vampire Lord by mistake and became a vampire mage once I got here. The problem is that I wasn't meant to drink his blood and now he and his minions hunt me. At least, most of them identify as hot, so no reason to complain on that either. What troubles me however, is that there's no exit button from the Real World and the only way to get back to my world is by finishing the missions I was tasked. Warning: This novel contains harem elements, strong language and graphic violence.

'Waah......waaah' My baby was crying tremendously and here I was thinking what was happening there. "It's ok child .Everything is going to be alright, The bitter seeds that I have sowed .I would not let you cut them in my instead ,that's my promise to you" Suddenly the horse slipped and I fell to the ground with my child intact. I mumble to myself "Is this what we call karma but still I must protect you .I Immediately left the horse and tearing the magic scroll .I whispered 'The Catholic Temple' "Bring that child to me," said Patricia, the Highest priest in rank. As he holds my child with care in both hands a question arises in his mind "What name do you like to give him? He is your son. It's wise if you give him a name." . I took a last glimpse afterwards,I turned my back against him before murmuring with an uneven heart."I always desire to call him Ryaniar ." I have been running Goddess. I have been running a lot from my destiny till my sister to the handmaiden. Everybody has been sacrificed against my bad fortune .It even did not let the white witch unstained. So how come I dared to fantasise a future that's very bricks was served by uncountable baits. If you are reading this letter then . At least I can entrust his safety to you. Please save my child in this life. Your deceased Isabella Facebook: https://m.facebook.com/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/mint_malimilkain10001/

In the God Domain, Cultivators were few but each of them wielded power that would make them known as gods. How did they come to have such power? By comprehending the laws between heaven and earth and became those very laws. But something occurred, a youth that hadn’t gained the acknowledgment of the heavens to become a cultivator chance upon Qi. Determined to reverse the bad hand faith had dealt him he started researching it and came to a shocking conclusion. The laws that the heavens prevented him from comprehending were swirling around in this strange energy! The youth thought that if he could somehow control Qi then he could defy the heavens and become a cultivator. Without any hesitation, he began researching more and found that the only way to control this newfound energy was to absorb it into his body. After many years of preparations, he did exactly that. However, he promptly died from the finger size strand he absorbed. Ten years after his death a cultivator found his journal and decided to further study this fascinating idea! Skipping forward to an unknown period in the future and a baby was born into a powerful royal family as the second prince. Upon his birth, this child had the laws of heaven and earth swirling around him. This sent the royal court into a stir, everyone thought the heavens had blessed the Emperor’s second son! But while this was happening, the baby prince that was just born saw the midwife conjure water to clean him from thin air using a Qi spell. Upon seeing this the baby’s eyes widen into saucers while a voice screamed hysterically in his head. “W-WHO THE FUCK STOLE MY IDEA!?!”