Death... And Me

Born into a noble family and endowed with tremendous power, exceptional talent, and unparalleled physical attractiveness, one might assume these qualities to be blessings. However, are they truly advantageous or rather a curse? Allen Frey, a young man destined to inherit the illustrious lineage of Duke Frey in the Kingdom of Eldoria, finds himself entangled in this very predicament. Given his extraordinary social standing and the multitude of advantages at his disposal, it seems inevitable that Allen will lead a prosperous life and ascend to greatness in due course. What if this perceived fortune is merely an intricate facade, perpetually deceiving him at every twist and turn? What if it's all an elaborate lie? A hero summoned from another world with the mission to vanquish the Demon Emperor ultimately becomes the perpetrator, stripping Allen of everything he holds dear—his fiancée, sister, power, strength, and all that he possessed. Does this constitute fate? Even the figure known as the "Hero" ultimately eradicated his very existence. Can this be considered justice? In the final moments of his life, he gazed upward at the serene sky, mustering every ounce of strength to reach out his trembling hand. "Oh, God! Are you truly so merciless as to shatter my life?" "Can... Can you grant me an opportunity to alter this cruel destiny?!" He cried out, his voice strained, tears streaming down his face, and gradually he closed his weary eyes. [Ding! Fate Fighting System Successfully Bound!]

O Bored Prowler of the white pages stained in dark ink. Do ye tire and lose interest in the scrolls of endless writers that tell the dry tales of Systems? Of modern men who traverse through time and space to arrive in fantastical worlds where they achieve naught but baseless journeys? Of tasteless worlds with no intrigue, failing to grasp thy mind? If that be the case, hearken unto me, O Prowler! Let me appeal to thy desire for adventure and darkness, bringing thee into the world of LEASTRIA, where ye shall follow the story of foul men born from distorted shadow! Where selfish Stars toy with fate from their Odd Demesnes! Where the Enlightened, the Sorcerers, the Cradlers and the Genuine Accursed roam and rend the Sheltered Lands with their obscene lust and greed! Where ye shall follow the story of the Cursed Child as he seeks ‘The Bringing’ and rises from meagrehood to significance under thy eyes. Hearken unto my voice and begin this tale, if ye fear not to prowl in Mythology. Do ye dare, O Prowler, to be lost in true Fantasy? ---------------- I will be posting this story on Royal Road under the name Shade Arjuun

Immense pain and mastery make a boy a man. Kagen starlezia is a boy, who doesn't crave to articulate with others and has a solitary life with his parents. He relates to a very minor city called the losers city of Harsya, in a war with the demons. Continent, the Harsya people benefited the enemy's injured soldiers while battling the human continent due to their great humanity. But tragedy resulted, demons killed them all, from then the city was called a loser city. Kagen doesn't have any friends. His only ambition is to live a peaceful life and to accomplish this vision .he enrolled in the Magic academy of the respective country in which he dwells, the zardia country. But from starting of school he started to change little by little, let us see together will our protagonist achieve his lovely peaceful life in the future. Authors Remarks 1. I add some stuff for silly and funny dialects. 2. Wait for at least 30 chapters where the main tragedy going to happen. 3. If you like it then add it to your library and give your valuable reviews. 5. The book cover doesn't belong to me so if you want to remove it just contact me.

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.

For over three years, my kid brother's early-morning playing sessions always woke me up as early as 5 AM. 26th February was different. I woke up very late. Matt was nowhere to be found, neither was his guitar.

Tiana thought she had risen to the top and no longer needed her poor husband – Jalen. Jalen is humiliated, divorced and kicked out of the house. As if to stamp the final seal, Tiana pulls out a check from her purse. She extends it towards him. “Three million dollars,” she said. “For everything. Take it and leave.” But fate has a different story install for her. She doesn’t know her so-called poor husband is a secret billionaire; the one who secretly pushed her to the level she is now. After casting Jalen away, life begins to happen; life handed her a bitter dose of reality. Now struggling to keep her company, Black Blossom, afloat, she finds herself standing in front of the one man she never imagined she’d see again... her ex-husband, now a powerful billionaire. “How are you the president of this company?” she whispered, eyes wide. Jalen’s lips curved. “You left me broken. Now you’re here for crumbs.” Old wounds reopen. Pride clashes with regret. But what happens when the tables turn and the man she once walked away from now holds the key to her breakthrough?

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. 😉🤗

"Yes Daddy!" She groaned yet again as my palm hit her bottom for the sixth time. "That's good, I want to make your ass permanently red and you won't be able to sit down at work for days." I paused after the eighth spank and ran my palm over her reddening cheeks. "You have a lovely backside. I think I'm going to have to spank you quite often to keep you in check, and I'm looking forward to doing just that." **** Reincarnated... Yes I might have. System? No I didn't get that thing... But I got something better, a talent that let me make love with women and grow stronger! Watch me rise to power while building an army of women through the multiverse, parallel universes and beyond! For this is my calling!

“Everything you own belongs to me, even the air you breathe! I’m here for revenge, watch me take back every single asset you have!” Mark Gustave mentioned. Once a son-in-law to an influential family, he was treated like trash and was asked to leave their lives like a commoner. Cheated and driven out by his wife, he was yet to forget the pain. Little did they know that he is the heir to the richest family in the city. Mark Gustave is the heir they never expected!!!

"You forgot about your past life as a god because someone wanted you to. It's a long story." She added "What's your name," He said "Am Vonera Derar she said as she starts to leave " I have to go now can't let your family see me," Vonera said "wait can I at least have your number," Richard said handling his phone to her "Alright' She said as she dropped her number in his phone. "Bye Denig Sherr" She said as she left the scene. "Wait Denig who?" He said confused as he checked for her but didn't see her. Richard went back into the house with his phone in his hands determined to strategize how he would contact Vonera through her number. Denig Sherr who was from planet Thera was to be the King of Thera but discovers his true identity as he was living on earth as Richard (with William and Alison who he discovered that he loves her more than a friend) after loosing his memories of who he truly was. With the help of his Vonera his ex wife on Planet Thera, he discovers that he lost his memories because as powerful as he was with his blue flames of Idahocles he was defeated by his evil half brother Terig possessing the red flames of Idahocles and he was without most of his powers. Vonera and Theora who escaped from Thera when Terig defeated Denig and took his throne and had been monitoring him on earth introduces helps him regain his memories and they face gods from sent from Terig at the end can Denig reclaim his throne defeating Terig and saving the world from Terig destruction.