Bye My Irresistable Love

Sebastian Helios appears to be just another lowly soldier discharged from the military, scorned and ridiculed by the wealthy. Even his fiancée, Amelia Lockwood, dismisses him as useless. However, what they don't know is that Sebastian is far from the nobody that they believe him to be.

Charles Grey, the illegitimate son discarded by his ultra-rich family, has spent his life enduring humiliation and hardship. As a lowly delivery driver, he’s mocked by his wife and her materialistic family, who never miss an opportunity to remind him of his worthlessness. But everything changes the day he discovers his wife’s betrayal. Shattered yet fueled by rage, Charles vows, “I will make them all pay—every single one of them who abandoned us and made our lives hell.” When all hope seems lost, a mysterious voice echoes in his mind: “You have activated the Black Card System.” Suddenly armed with unlimited wealth and abilities, Charles begins his transformation from a broken man into an unstoppable force. As he dismantles the lives of those who once mocked him, Charles rises to unimaginable heights of power. But revenge is a dangerous game, and with his enemies multiplying, Charles must decide: Will he let vengeance consume him, or will he wield his newfound power to carve a brighter future? One thing is certain—no one who crossed him will escape unscathed.

"Ever since I adopted you, you have brought nothing but bad luck on me. I don't want you as my son any longer. I disown you." Those were the words that Harlan's father told him on the day he thought he had had enough misfortunes. First, he was insulted by the girl he had a crush on for four years and next he was sent away from work.  When Harlan got to his cupboard room that night, he met an unexpected visitor... One thing led to another and Harlan was adopted by a wealthy man which made him become Harlan Smith, the rumoured billionaire's hidden son. His life changed for good and it was time to get back at the bullies in school and live the life he has always dreamt of. But then, Harlan got to know more dark secrets about his birth.

I woke up to find myself a weakling vampire with only 10 health points, and the Holy Light Knight Order was right outside to purify me! In my despair, the 【Proficiency System】activated—so long as I live, everything is grindable! To survive, I did anything! While other vampires were hunting maidens, I was slaughtering a hundred thousand rats in the sewer, my 【Bite】skill maxed out, awakening the talent 【Life Drain】! Holy Light burns painfully? I treated myself like the Monkey King's flesh and braved the Holy Light, my 【Holy Light Resistance】maxed out, awakening the talent 【Holy Light Affinity MAX】, and directly took a Holy Light bath in the church! They thought I was an elegant noble, but what I was actually thinking was, "This sword strike will probably only take 0.001% of my health—too risky, I must kill him instantly!" They called me the "Nighttime Scourge" because I targeted only the most heinous scoundrels, after all, the proficiency points from "Sinful Blood" were simply too generous! Years later, the Abyssal Demon God descended, and the gods fell. In the despair of the entire world, I brushed off the dust from my tailcoat and looked at my blood bar that had grown to an uncountable length. "You... can break my defense?"

Having lost his memory, he was found by a couple who took him in as their child. However, years later, they died, leaving their young daughter to be taken care of by him. A young lady from a prestigious family fell in love with him and married him. As a result, she was kicked out of her family. The trio were looked down on by a lot of people, humiliated several times until he met someone from his past and his memories returned. He was the unparalleled commander of the Dark Forces, a thousand year old vampire who had built up the city around him, the strongest man alive. He was Adair Huxley, and he was second to none! And he has only one rule: No one is allowed to make my wife and younger sister cry. However, threats from the unknown set themselves to err the rule.

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship candidate, Christopher Wesley is dead; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. When Vanessa begins to get calls from an unknown person wanting money he claims Christopher had stolen, Alaric has no choice but to accept that their killer is yet to be found. He is determined to get to the bottom of this case and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for Vanessa.

Arnold lived in misery all his life. Everyone always looked down on him. One night, at the hotel where he worked part-time, he witnessed his wife being proposed to by Victor Galvoir, a wealthy man in the country. Arnold demanded an explanation from his wife for all this, and he was shocked to find that his wife had been cheating on him since a year ago. Because Arnold had ruined his special proposal event, Victor sent men to beat him. On the verge of death, Arnold was found by an old, richest woman who claimed him to be her lost grandson. “You are my lost grandson, Arnold. You are Arnold Winster!”

"Apologize to Mike and get the hell out of here, before we really destroy you, you stupid cleaner!" he snarled. The taunting laughter from the group echoed around the court. Ethan’s cheeks burned as he clenched his fists, but he didn’t let the tears fall. Not now. Not when he could still hold his dignity—though it was quickly slipping away. Melissa’s eyes shifted uncomfortably, and for a moment, Ethan saw something in them—a flicker of fear. But it was quickly replaced by an air of indifference. She shifted on her feet, glancing away, clearly uncomfortable but refusing to step forward. The group continued to mock him, calling him a beggar and a loser. "Look at him," one of them laughed. "A poor idiot who thinks he’s better than everyone else!" The mocking continued, but none of it hit harder than the silence from Melissa. Ethan turned his head toward her, his voice cracking as he asked. “Melissa, what the hell are you doing here? You... you’re my girlfriend!” His voice trembled with a mixture of anger and hurt. The heir of the Elliot family, but his parents didn’t tell him the truth. They wanted Ethan to feel the difficulties of life.

Ezekiel comes from a family full of secrets, his great-grandfather was believed by many to have been crazy. Then he was born with his great-grandfather's gifts, the ability to see beyond the veil that separates worlds. He falls in love with, Sarah the girl next door and senior high is about to be fun, for the first time, he is about to socialize. But there is the constant fear of him being crazy like his great-grandfather and the fear of what it would mean if the things he sees and hears are true and he is a real whisperer.

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. _________________