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The President of The United States dies in the hands of his own men and reincarnates as one of the weakest being in another fantasy world where his life is always on the line in a body of a hated son of a sword family. "No magic, sword, or force will bring me down in this life... NOTHING!"

For three years, I was nothing more than her janitor husband. She sneered at me, her family spat on me, and in the end, she shoved divorce papers into my hands and walked away with another man. But the world didn’t know the truth. I wasn’t just Alexander the nobody. I am Alexanderiel Warrick—the lost Centimillionaire King. At the bank, they laughed—until they saw the endless zeroes in my account. At the gala, her new lover bid eight million. I said, “Twenty-five.” The room went silent. Now elites bow. Women admire. And my ex-wife? She drowns in regret, watching the man she discarded rule the world she always dreamed of. “Alexander, please… I was wrong.” “Too late, Lila. The janitor you mocked is now the King you’ll never touch again.”

"Tracy, don’t tell me you’re feeding me this poison. That’s murdering!” *** They say a man who finds a wife finds gold. But what happens when that wife murders you in front of her lover? Adam Cole, an ordinary Uber driver who sacrificed everything to give his wife a better life, never saw his betrayal coming. Framed, broken, and left for dead, his downfall was carefully planned by the one person he trusted most. But fate had other plans. Given a second chance at life, Adam returns stronger than before, armed with more than just physical power. This time, he’s not running. He’s hunting. And now, everyone who tried to destroy him must run—because Adam Cole is back.

'This...' 'What's happening...?' Weird fur started growing out of the hands and the same was seen on the legs too. The burning sensation was intense and all this was happening during a night of full moon. The nails also had started to elongate and the texture of the face too changed. It was a dark night when it was raining heavily and in this heavy rain a boy, who was slowly transforming into a werewolf was running while being totally drenched. 'No... not again!' 'I don't want to turn into that monster again!' "Aooooooo" Join me in this amazing adventure in which a boy turns into a werewolf with dark powers just after reading a book! [ I do not own the art of this cover. If the owner owns this and wants me to remove it, please leave a comment. It will be removed within 48 working hours. ] [ Also, the story is a bit slow paced since I'm planning to write about 1000 chapters, hope you enjoy. ]

"I bind you evil demon away from this Demon Kingdom and you will die immediately you set out of this Kingdom" One of the chief Demon cursed him.... "Noooooo" I will be back to take revenge and take over the kingdom fully"Aatrox shouted before vanishing and his Demon and Human died immediately he passed through the portal ***In the human world*** "Aatrox,get away from me" Keda shouted "Your body is mine, Don't you get it"Aatrox replied angrily in her head " I won't let you use me"Keda shouted back before blacking out A/N: THIS IS A FICTION NOVEL HOW CAN DEMONS HAVE ACCESS TO A CATHOLIC SCHOOL? MYSTERY RIGHT? WELL THE SCHOOL WAS CREATED BY AN ANCIENT DEMON, LIKE SERIOUSLY HOW CAN A DEMON CREATE A CATHOLIC SCHOOL,THAT IS MYSTERY EVERYTHING ABOUT IT IS MYSTERY. THE SCHOOL HAS TWO FORBIDDEN AREA.

I hated being locked up like a damsel in distress. Like I was some princess that needed constant protection, but deep down I was grateful. I was still struggling to summon my powers, so if I was attacked alone I would be defenseless. I understood why Valerian wanted me to stay confined within the walls of our home since there was a protection spell suffocating the entire atmosphere that surrounded it. But I was so bored. Valerian was not there to take me out and keep me occupied with his cocky smiles and quirky comments. The only thing I could think to do to pass the time was to take a stroll around the castle grounds. I exited out into the courtyard and walked past the beautiful wooden benches and vibrant trees. Roses of every colour confiscated the grounds and it was like I was walking through a rainbow. My fingertips caressed the petals and I inhaled the sweet scent of their exquisiteness as I walked through the trails. I was so mesmerized by the area that I didn’t realize where I was going. I gasped as I reached for the next rose in my path, and it crumbled from my touch. The rest of the walkway was filled with black and decayed roses that tumbled to the ground like ash from a horrible wildfire. My frightened eyes glared out into the distance as I realized the dead flowers led to a shadowy tunnel made from black brick. A sign barely dangling from a broken chain at the top of the entrance read ‘dungeon.’ My body cringed at the sight. This was the dark side of Valerian that I knew and wanted to avoid as much as possible.

"Being insulted by my wife's family doesn't make me desperate, wait for my wife to rise, I will turn things around!" Su Juan tries hard to be accepted in his wife's family until one day, an artifact recognizes him as its master.

Edgar, a young slave, gets slapped into the creepy valley of vipers, a place of utter darkness. His failure to return might not end the world full of freakish cultivators, but it would mean Fabby, his elder sister, has to spend her slave life alone among smiling predators that threaten her life and honor. But how can a cripple and an inexperienced Edgar survive the fall, then climb the valley that not even the most heinous criminals of the world would choose for a hiding spot? Even if he somehow does, will he continue to live as a slave, or will he fight for his and his sister’s ‘freedom’- the word a slave never even dared to whisper and live another day? Will Edgar keep swimming in suffering, or will he sink his teeth into the sharks that surround the siblings? “One day, I’ll set up an inn, and people will call me the Lady Innkeeper Fabby!” said Fabby, with her pretty nose turned up a bit. “Sounds cool, but what about me?” the innocent younger brother, Edgar, pulled her skirt and asked while licking on tamarind candy. “You’ll be a waiter, of course,” she assured. “Eh? Waiter?" his cute little expression warped very fast. "No, I don’t want it.” “You won't be a regular waiter but the head waiter!” “Still, no,” he shook his little head a little too quickly. “Why don’t you be the head waitress, and I’ll be the innkeeper!” “Huh? Then what’s the point of me dreaming of becoming an innkeeper, you idiot!” she caught his ear for a good bit of twisting. "Ow, ow, ow!"

“For Vengeance is an emptiness and he that seeketh it wasteth himself”, the Oldman said stopping Roger by his hand, “Vengeance and Revenge mean only pain, you have already suffered enough child” In order to exact the revenge on those who had killed his parents, Roger took the path of Vengeance, planning and preparing to exact his revenge, he had come so long in the path that he was on the verge of losing himself. “Pain is only felt by the living, I am already dead, only vengeance can restore me, only victory can return my life to me” His words were met with the silence and the hand holding him slowly released the grip! Roger had come a long way to look back now. “Enjoy the final movements of peace. For I have returned to exact my vengeance, so shall we begin, Father-in-law?” He said looking at the man who was tied up to a chair with terrified looks on his face.

If he can exude that much power, he is the only one fit for the journey. A man like a diety himself, sky blue eyes a man cannot behold. A perfect body soul and spirit. join Dave on a journey to oblivion. The first few chapters might be cringe but trust me, it gets better. 😉🤗