Bestfriends Shouldn't Know How You Taste

Run, run, little girl. You will be a dead girl if they find you She has broken. Without one to turn to. Desperately running from her hell, the girl does not prepare for the monsters she will find hiding in the forest. Could a bloodthirsty monster save her from her demons? Should she believe that someone like him can save someone? There seems to be no choice but to grab the possibility of tooth and claw. That is what she will do if she wants to escape her bonds. One by one, they will find that love pays. It's a story of how two wounded hearts can heal together. Warn: This story contains heavy and controversial subjects. If you do not like a possessive and slightly dangerous bad boy, this story is not for you.

Being dumped when his wife had a high position and was underestimated by many people. Aaron didn't think it was a hardship for him. Because they didn't know about him, he was the one who helped his ex-wife in times of trouble, and he was the most honourable person. When they find out, they will be speechless because they won't be able to reach him again.

Nelson Reed was the man who stayed at home while his wife conquered the world. He was the man they called ‘a ghost’ ‘a help’ or ‘a loser’. When Lisa Park divorces him for a life of luxury and power, she thinks she’s finally trimming the dead weight. She doesn't know that Nelson was the one holding the ladder. She doesn't know that he is the president of the Reeds Global Empire— and one the biggest men in the city, a fortune so vast it could buy and sell her entire world ten times over. Now, the ‘loser’ has now taken it upon himself that Lisa and her family and anyone planning to stand in his way, be humiliated.

Harvey didn't think that his marriage was ruined by a third person. After enduring so much humiliation for 3 years, is this what he got? "Fine! If that's what they want." Harvey left them resolutely. What they didn't know was that Harvey wasn't as useless as they thought. With the power he has, Harvey will make them regret it.

What if your deadliest thoughts could rewrite the world? Arel Virel was a nobody until a single wish for destruction came true. Now, he is an Ain User, a person whose gaze can manipulate reality through two hidden entities: the White and Black Cupids. As he descends into a world where morality is a luxury and power is a reflection of one's deepest sins, Arel must decide if he will rule the system or destroy the man he is becoming. In a game of fate where the enemy is your own reflection, how far would you go to get what you want?

"How dare that son of the forgotten Langston family return? Let’s crush him like a mosquito!" Fifteen years ago, the powerful Langston family was wiped out during a devastating disaster in Brooklyn Heights. In their absence, new great families rose swiftly to take their place. Now, the sole surviving heir has returned, seeking vengeance for the atrocities committed against his bloodline. To the world, he's just the useless, live-in son-in-law of the DiLaurentis family. But very few know his true identity: the greatest doctor to ever walk the earth. He's known only as The Ultimate Doctor—a man whose hands can save lives... or end them.

"Oh shut up, please!" Olivia said dismissively without any hesitation, standing up and folding her arms to her chest. Jason looked shocked, his eyes moved to her, then to the others, who still hadn’t said a word in his defense. "Why have you chosen to be this useless?" she continued in a low growl. "You haven’t worked a single day since we got married. Maybe you just like sitting in that chair, being pitiful, and using it as your excuse for why you're a broke man." Jason’s teeth clenched. He wanted to defend himself, to explain again, but the moment he opened his mouth, Olivia raised a hand. "Don’t say a word, I’m not done. You think you can play the victim forever? My family paid for your therapy, flew you around the world, gave you access to the best doctors, and yet here you are, back with the same damaged spine and still sitting in that chair." She rubbed her forehead. Jason lowered his gaze, disappointed at her reaction but he didn’t talk.

When his girlfriend of three years publicly dumps him for a wealthy heir on her own birthday, in a hotel room full of people Lin Chen walks away with nothing but his books and ¥15,461 in his account. That same night, drunk and broken, he accidentally sets his laptop on fire. But instead of losing everything, he gains something nobody expected. The Knowledge Is Wealth System activates. Every subject he masters, every discovery he makes, every skill he builds the system converts it directly into real world cash. And Lin Chen, the boy everyone dismissed as a useless nerd, is about to show the world what happens when knowledge becomes the most dangerous weapon on earth. Within days he has millions and in no time he has built ClearShield the most powerful free antivirus tool in the country and quietly deployed the virus that brought Wang Tech Industries to its knees. Within a week he had closed a thirty million yuan deal and stood on a stage in front of everyone who ever laughed at him to deliver a speech that didn't name a single person but hit every one of them like a blade. But someone in an unmarked building across the city has noticed an account that shouldn't exist. Money accumulating at a speed that has no rational explanation. And they are already asking questions. Lin Chen has only just begun. The empire hasn't been built yet. The real enemies haven't shown their faces yet. And the system has only just unlocked Level 2.

A special day has come, a day that Earth has awaited for oh so long. The day where they are finally going to try and run the reactor. This had been long-awaited and everyone dropped off their kids with a hint of dread. Hoping that nothing would go wrong, we know it did. Since, else, there would not be a story. I won't go into too much detail, but only simply explain what happened. Due to some malfunctioning and incorrect assumptions, the reactor overproduced energy. Something which should have been impossible according to all the known knowledge of a really advanced Earth. I mean, they have even started colonizing planets. Have done countless simulations and even built test stations in space. Yet now, something had gone when they did the same on earth. Bizarre, right? This malfunctioning and imploding of the reactor caused a massive explosion due to the instability of space itself. This is also what allowed the story to exist, as our main characters were all transported. The method is not known, nor why they survived. We can say it is for the story, for now... They all now find themselves on Ethos, eating a mouthful of dirt as they struggled for breath. Some find their situation horrible, others find it relaxing and peaceful. Some see death, others see life. Despair and hope, madness and sanity on an edge. What has fate given you? Welcome to Ethos, a planet of magic. Welcome to Ethos, a planet orbiting an exotic star. Ethos wishes you luck in surviving. Maybe, just maybe... You can someday go back, or not.

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.