Death... And Me

"Allow me to introduce myself, I am Detective Jay, renowned for solving the toughest of cases," boasted Jay. The man before him simply grinned. "You seem doubtful of my abilities. Just wait until I..." Jay's words were cut short as the man fled. "F*ck you!" Jay cursed and gave chase. Former gangster Jay found himself reincarnated as a police officer. With his newfound lease on life, his intellect grew sharper, his senses more acute, and he quickly ascended to become America's most celebrated detective, cracking every case that crossed his path.

"Miracle doctor!" "Miracle doctor!" "Miracle doctor!" The crowd chanted as General Ethan stepped out of prison. he stood with a smirk as twist his neck, "It's time to make everyone who made a fool out of me pay!" ***** Ethan took the fall for his pregnant wife's crime and went to jail. But he soon discovered she was getting married, had forged divorce papers, and had lied about being pregnant and lied about committing the crime he was in jail for, just to trap him. It was all a setup. Now, as a brilliant "Miracle Doctor", General Ethan seeks revenge against those who wronged him.

A young adult from the twenty-first century passes out in his room from tiredness. He never considered that it was his last moment. Thankfully, just before he passed away, he grinned at how miserable he was and muttered to himself, "If the god of passion were watching me, please fulfill my wish." His wish was granted by the goddess of passion, who was pleased by how filthy and miserable he was upon hearing it. Sadly, he was reincarnated in a world that was different from what he had anticipated. Note: If the view count reach 100 plus, I'll mass release 5 chapters.

Dave is a police officer and went to his ex-girlfriend's wedding, he boldly took out the handcuffs, offering the groom a three-day tour of the police station! Ex-girlfriend asked, "Dave, have you gone crazy? If you wanted to disrupt the wedding, shouldn't you just take me? What's with arresting my husband?" With the Criminal-Capturing System, Dave would receive rewards for apprehending criminals! It doesn't stop here, he will choose the path of lynching to kill those whose crimes are sins. He will be the lynching master, in night and during a cop who is nothing but a loser for world.

Jack was a subject of humiliation and embarrassment by the rich college students. He was always seen as a poor boy who had to endure pain and hardship just to get what he wanted. After being expelled from college, the same rich students attack him unknowing to them that event would change his life forever. That day was a day of turnaround for Jack. What will be his fate when he finds out about his new identity? How will he succeed and achieve his dream? Join me in grasping how he was able to navigate from a poor student to being soaked in wealth

“How could you Jack, how could you bring such disgrace to me and my family?” Jack’s wife berated him after setting him up with drugs. “Move it, you asshole!” The corrupt cops bundled Jack into their van and took him away. For days, Jack was beaten and tortured for something he did not do, until he was finally tricked into signing his divorce papers. His in-laws rejoiced greatly. They had sent their live-in son-in-law to prison, an ordinary Jack Bolton, but when he came out and reunited with his estranged family, he became their nemesis, THE UNSTOPPABLE JACK BOLTON.

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

They burned my mother's name into the dirt and sold my sister to silence. Ten years ago I was a boy who could not stop them. Tonight I walk back into Ironport as a stranger, and nobody in this city knows that the empire whispered about in war rooms and black markets across three continents answers to me. I came back for two things. My sister, locked behind a fence and told for six years that she is broken. And the truth about the night my mother died, a truth this city buried so deep it forgot to check whether her son would ever come digging. They think the past is buried. They are about to learn that I dug it up, and I brought fire. But some of the people I trust most are not who I think they are, and the closer I get to the truth, the more I realize the enemy I came home to destroy might already be sitting at my own table, wearing a familiar face. Every step forward costs me someone I love, and every answer I find only opens a door onto a darker one. And somewhere in the middle of a war I never meant to survive with my heart intact, a woman on the wrong side of this fight is starting to make me forget why I came back cold. I built ten years of armor around myself for exactly this city. I never planned on anyone finding a way through it. They think I am a stranger. They are about to learn I am the storm they built with their own hands, and this time, I am not leaving until every debt is paid in full.

“Get a grip?” Xander laughed bitterly. “I had a grip—until she left me with nothing.” Once a mocked son-in-law, Alexander "Xander" Cage lost everything when his wife betrayed him. Love, home, family—snatched away in a single day. Now, he’s out for revenge. And nothing will stop him… not even the woman begging on her knees to be taken back. But as Xander climbs back to power, forgotten memories start to haunt him—visions of another life, another self. A shadow with his face. What if the biggest betrayal didn’t come from her… but from his own blood?

Ron used to be the leader of the most powerful secret group in the country, but when he’s betrayed by someone next to him, his close comrade ends up gravely injured. On Sai’s deathbed, he asks Ron for a favour. “Swear to me that you will take care of my family like they are yours.” “I swear.” Years later, Ron is now married to the hotshot CEO Bella Humphrey. He cooks for her and cleans their house while still looking after her younger sister. Others mock and underrate him for being a dutiful househusband, but no one knows what Ron’s true identity is, and they will never know…