Falling Into Your Smile Drama

Zayden Voss died on a cold basement floor, betrayed by the people he trusted most, abandoned at the finish line of a war he had fought for three years. Then he woke up. Same apartment. Same city. One hundred days before the world burns. He knows which cities fall first. He knows which allies will smile at his face and put a knife in his back. He knows the names of the people who engineered the collapse and the exact morning it begins. This time, he is not surviving. This time, he is prepared. But the closer Day Zero comes, the clearer one truth becomes: the betrayal that killed him was never random. Someone built his death into their plan from the very beginning. They needed him gone. Now he is back. And he remembers everything.

“How dare you lay your hands on my mother. Have you gone mad?" Adolphus quickly stepped in to defend his mother, holding the sobbing woman tightly into his strong arms. Tilting his head to look at Doris, he spoke to her in a low voice. “Mom, is this really necessary? You can always quit this job and not let them treat you like this." Adolphus was speaking like he had it better in his work places. *** Adolphus's mother was bullied by the people she works for and when he interfered, he got his own share of the bullying. He was framed and arrested by the new boyfriend of the woman he loved. Fortunately for him, he discovered a long secret that had been kept from him. He was the abandoned son of the richest man in Boston who now wanted him to take his place as a McAllen. Now, he was out to make everyone that looked down on him pay dearly.

Ghosts.. Demons.. Monsters.. are they real? You might've heard about them from movies and tv shows. Hell! you might've sensed them under the covers of your sheets. Scared, you might've reported this to your parents as a child who only dismisses this as a childish tantrum and told you that it was going to be alright. Told you to not be afraid.. However should you? Hell no! You should be afraid! because these monsters are not just a figment of your imagination.. they are real! Believe me, I know this because I hunt them down myself! I am Jason Chris.. A Mystique Hunter! . . I retain copyrights to the book cover

"Do you regret it? Regret your cruel decision?" "Yes, I do regret it," Charlotte cried. She truly regretted pushing away her dearest love, regretted doubting him, regretted not realizing her feelings sooner. In this life, the most painful thing is not never having it, but having it and then losing it. The man she loved was Joseph. A strong, capable man, the heir of the wealthy William family. He possessed extraordinary skills and unmatched medical talent. His strength surpassed the imagination of an ordinary person. Being born into such wealth didn't guarantee happiness; Joseph's father didn't love his mother, and he was indirectly responsible for her departure. That was why Joseph left, to the beautiful land of Crepuscolo. And it was there he married a girl named Charlotte. Joseph's life in Crepuscolo wasn't as peaceful as it seemed. He still carried great responsibilities, including saving the elderly caretaker who had looked after him since childhood. He had to gather enough resources, but in doing so, he was drawn into the whirlwind of hatred, intrigue, and schemes. "The most terrifying thing in this world is not snakes, but human hearts."

"A coffin?" Alex mocked, his laughter echoing through the hall. "For me? You should’ve brought one for yourself, lunatic."Alex Carter’s cruel smirk wiped clean with a blade to Charles Carter’s screams as he loses more than just his pride, Jack is a man on a mission."You laughed at me when I was down," Jack says, his voice calm but cold. "But now, you’ll remember my name—for the rest of your short lives."Once, Jack Sullivan was a name whispered with respect and fear—the legendary commander of the Iron Wolf Battalion. But a devastating betrayal left him broken, his memories shattered, and his enemies triumphant. Reduced to a mentally impaired shell of himself, Jack became a laughingstock, mocked by his in-laws and dismissed by the powerful elites of Havenwood. "They called him a fool, a servant, a man broken beyond repair. Now, they’ll call him their worst nightmare." But Jack isn’t a fool anymore. His memories have returned, and so has his unrelenting thirst for justice.

The Magic God Morpheus.Through his sacred veil and his ten elemental wings, he held his staff... Morpheus regarded the mortals that thrived, suffered, enjoyed, loved."My son... you have reached the peak, but your soul might have perished along the way. Allow me to imbue your existence with joy and purpose."After reaching the peak, Morpheus felt devoided of amusement and life, forsaking all of his secular needs and desires... for his family, his clan, his country, his continent... always a sacrifice.He was fated to go through the path of solitude and power."Father... I don't want to go."Those were the words he said to the god that insisted to push him away from this world, after everything he sacrificed to reach the peak, he is to be sent away?!For what reason?!Magic is the peak of nature, the peak of human evolution, but in the vast existence there are worlds that don't believe such, worldsthat believe in the path of machines."My son, there are several worlds that might do with a touch of your grace, a touch of your knowledge... I shall now send you there as the saviour that will take those worlds back to the righteous path, you that dominate magic and life, who could possibly be better?""But father... I... I worked so hard to reach here, how can you do this to me?!""You don't understand this yet, but this is for your own sake... go there and live, conquer, form, thrive, fight... follow the desires of your heart, my son."And just like that, with a living body but a dying soul, Morpheus was sent on his way with a lot of reluctance.Enjoy the story of a traditional magic protagonist, journeying through a dark cyberpunk world.

Seven years prior, Anderson Campbell was the son of a thriving businessman, wielding a significant part of Lightharbor city’s economic lifeline. Every woman aspired to marry him, and Lauren Harris was no exception. But disaster struck. Anderson was sabotaged, and his company went bankrupt, burying him under massive debts. He became destitute, without a home, forced to live at his wife’s family residence as a son-in-law. From that point, he was known as the “useless” son-in-law of the Harris family, enduring their scorn and disdain. His constant engagement with his computer only further distanced him from them. Then one day, while enduring scorn at a café for using free Wi-Fi, his computer screen suddenly lit up: “Greetings, Host Anderson. I am the All-Powerful Reform System, here to assist. Please accept your first reward, a black card with a total asset of xxxxxx million dollars!” Now with money in his grasp, everything seemed possible. Anderson began his quest to uncover those who had wronged him, to exact revenge on those who had looked down upon him. They would soon regret!

"Your Honour! Mr Jack Turner not only regularly sexually harassed the female employees of the car wash, but he also beat up anyone who dared to stop him." "And my client, who had only stood up for himself to protect these poor women, was badly injured by him!" "He is a violent sex offender– and if this kind of a person is allowed to get away with it once, he will become a threat to the personal safety of us all!" ***** Years after leaving the shadowed realm of crime, Jack Turner finds himself at a crossroads, where he is wrongfully framed by his scumbag boss and betrayed by everyone he knows. At a time when even his wife has left his side, Jack has to decide whether he will continue to watch his loved ones struggle, or if he go back to the dark and violent world where people can be hired to kill: a world he used to rule, once upon a time. What dark secrets from Jack's past will resurface now? What lies ahead for Jack Turner as he stands at the crossroads of morality and survival? Can he find a way to clear his name and break free from the sinister web closing in on him?

[🥉 #10 System in my real life 🥉 ]"I don't have any powers and I don't want any." Victor snorted. "Well, there is no turning back now. At this stage, you can't control your primal instincts and your will to morph. Although, they are vital for a shape-changer." Maks's eyes rounded, pacing back and forth, "I can't control my primordial instinct..." He said. "It's primal_" "They're the same thing!" He yelled back. He was going to freak out if he found himself in a situation where he couldn't help himself. He gazed at his hands. Then he started slowly. "This is your first and least level of cultivation, you'll have to keep going."

"Disappear," the Hatherleys told him, "or your parent's house burns with them inside it. ' So six years ago, Zane Whelan took the blame for a tower collapse that killed three men, and he vanished. Brookhollow decided the brick layer's son has run off to dig holes in the desert. They were half right. He dug his way out of the Kessari pits, and now he owns the richest diamond fields on earth. Then the Hatherleys broke their word. Zane comes home to find his father's arm snapped in the yard, his mother sewing for coins and every penny he sent them gone. The only person who kept his parents fed is a woman in a motorcycle helmet: Maren Hatherley, the daughter of the family that drove him out. Now a crooked superintendent has reopened the old case, the Hatherley heir wants Tannery Row flattened, and a man the diamond trade knows only as the Assayer wants Zane exactly where he is. But the arm in the yard was never a warning. It was an invitation.