Geri Sayım

"At your darkest hour, when all seems lost and there is no hope of light. When you feel the darkness pressing in on you from every side, when you find yourself standing on the precipice of oblivion, A Hero will descend from the Moon. His glittering silver face will cast a bright light upon your path. Avoid him, but it will be impossible. You will thrive hard to run... that's when the beast in you will Awake, and you'll meet the real you". People say she's Beautiful when she smiles, but unfortunately, life isn't funny to her in any way. Poor Freya. At the age of Nine, she lost her parents in a day, making her live a life of torture with her Uncle. She was tossed out of the house at midnight into the ferocious rain after being beaten, stripped, scratched with whips, and tormented without cause by her uncle's wife. Bracing her difficulties and keeping her mother's last words in her heart. In an iconic scenario, she met a Wolf whom they both had two things in common. Rejected and Devastated. They face their terrible fates together, walking together till she becomes his Human Luna. Impossible?

POV Kaelen For me, life is a constant challenge. I’m a werewolf, but I’ve been blind my whole life, which has made everything so much harder. Over time, thanks to my wolf instincts, I’ve developed my other senses to the point where I’ve become the best fighter in the pack. Not many people know me well; the only one who truly understands me is my best friend and Alpha, Chase. But despite my strength, I’m haunted by a fear worse than death: the possibility that, because of my condition, I’ll never be able to find or recognize my mate. Then, when I least expected it, while I was out in the human world, I caught a scent. I knew instantly it was her. I’ve started a difficult search to find her, but I’m terrified of what might happen. Will she understand what I am? Will she reject me? Or, like in my worst nightmares, will she just vanish like a shadow in the daylight?

Hero? Savior of this world? Children of miracle? Fuck about that all!! I'm just a teenanger, so I just wanna do whatever I do!!

On our third wedding anniversary, I lit candles, cooked her favorite meal, and waited. She said she was working late. I went to surprise her. Instead, I found my wife walking into a hotel with another man—laughing, kissing—while I stood in the street like a fool. That night, I filed for divorce. The next day, her lover shoved me into traffic. The car should have killed me. Instead, I woke up with a power I can’t explain—five frozen seconds where the world stands still, and only I can move. Five seconds to expose a lie. Five seconds to ruin an enemy. Five seconds to make them choke on every ounce of humiliation they gave me. They took my love, my trust, and the life I built. Now I’m taking everything from them—slow enough that they’ll see it coming, and fast enough they can’t stop it. She betrayed me. They tried to bury me. But I’m not the man they remember. I’m the man they’ll regret ever crossing.

Adrian had planned the perfect anniversary dinner—Vanessa’s favorite dishes, a warm, quiet home, and even time for their daughter, Lily. But as the clock neared midnight, his excitement turned into a hollow silence. Vanessa stumbled in, drunk and careless, not even noticing the effort he had put in. She tossed her purse on the couch, waved him off, and mocked his calls. “Can you stop calling me all the time? I was at a banquet, making connections, actually contributing to this family,” she snapped, her words dripping with contempt. Adrian stayed calm, trying to remind her of the night’s significance. But Vanessa scoffed, mocking the anniversary, humiliating him further. “Everyone asked why I didn’t bring a male companion. I wanted to sink into the floor. Imagine saying, ‘My husband is home babysitting a kid.’ I’d rather say my goldfish ran away!” She continued, bitter and harsh: “If I didn’t get pregnant, I’d never have married you. Lily slows me down, and you… you slow me down the most.” Adrian, silent but composed, finally spoke: “Let’s get a divorce.” Vanessa erupted in rage, smashing the dinner he had prepared, shattering more than just plates. In that moment, Adrian walked away, leaving the chaos behind.

Roland Mac Donald built an empire from nothing then lost everything to the two people he trusted most. Poisoned slowly, broken mentally, and discarded off a cliff like a forgotten relic, his death was supposed to be the end of his story. But death rejected him. When Roland awakens, he is no longer powerless. A mysterious SYSTEM binds itself to his existence, granting him skills, intelligence upgrades, financial mastery, and combat abilities far beyond human limits. With it, he begins climbing back from the ashes…not just to survive, but to reclaim everything that was stolen from him. As his influence grows, Roland infiltrates elite business circles, takes control of hidden military forces, and uncovers a deeper conspiracy behind his betrayal one that reaches far beyond his brother James and fiancée Naomi. Every mission pulls him closer to dangerous zones, deadly illusions, and truths that confuse the line between reality and manipulation. But the deeper he goes, the clearer one thing becomes, his betrayal was only the beginning. Because someone else has been watching him rise… and the SYSTEM was never meant to belong to him alone. And when the final notification appears, there is no option to refuse. Only one message remains: “WELCOME BACK, HOST… OR SHOULD WE SAY, EXPERIMENT NUMBER SEVEN?”

Poor Dalton Hester, a man at the age of 39, ended his own life when everything around him went to hell. Losing his wife in an accident which he believed wasn’t one as it was planned by another to have it happen. The person he knew to believe to be the one to have his life killed was a criminal Dalton had put away thanks to the job of being a lawyer. That chain of events leads the poor man on top of a tall building holding a bottle almost empty of liquor. He takes a single sip from the bottle last time and then lets his own body fall forward flying towards everyone else. Dalton didn’t hold much faith in places called heaven or hell, but he had somewhat of a feeling that what a person like him did wasn’t going to be up, instead of more likely down. When darkness finally came Dalton awaited to open his eyes again to witness the flames of hell, but something different happened where he was still alive or to say reborn into a new body that wasn’t human and a new world that was like a fantasy book, movie or game. So looking at this as another chance at life Dalton decided to take it to the fullest to enjoy all the things that were different from his old world even when it was good or bad.

I’m a god of war, a mystery and perfect picture of complications. But don’t spill. They can underrate me all they want. They will never guess what my comeback becomes.

"Kneel and apologize to my father, or we're getting divorced!" Valentina snapped. Marco smiled coldly. "Good. Let's divorce." Five years. Five years of working himself to the bone, handing over every paycheck, feeding his wife's entire family, and loving a woman who had already chosen another man. When the apocalypse arrived, Marco sacrificed everything to keep them alive. He reinforced their home, found food, and protected them from monsters. Their reward? They tied him up, watched him bleed to death, and let his cheating wife walk away with her lover. But fate gave him another chance. Marco awakens 15 days before the apocalypse, armed with the Doomsday Shelter System and memories of the future. This time, he won't waste his kindness on traitors. He'll build the strongest fortress. Recruit the most powerful survivors. Claim unimaginable wealth before the world collapses. And when his ex-wife and the family who called him a worthless dog come begging for shelter... "Marco... please. Just let us in." He looks down from the walls of his fortress and smiles. "Didn't you say I was worthless?" "Then die outside my gate." In the new world, mercy is a luxury. And the Apocalypse King has none

Ethan Carter loved Helen Blake so much that he became less than human for her. Her family treated him like a free servant. Her friends treated him like entertainment. And Helen? Helen treated him like a dog that would never leave. “Wait outside.” “Cook dinner.” “Pick Charlie up.” “Stop embarrassing me.” He obeyed everything. Even after Charlie poured alcohol on his head in public. Even after Helen forced him to apologize for things he never did. Even after hearing her say: “A man like Ethan should feel grateful I keep him around.” Then one night, while Ethan waited alone at City Hall to marry her, Charlie sent him a video. Helen in Charlie’s arms. Laughing. Kissing. Mocking Ethan together. “Your dog is still waiting for you downstairs,” Charlie joked. Helen only laughed harder. That night, Ethan disappeared. The next morning, hundreds of black luxury cars surrounded the Blake family mansion. The forgotten heir of the Carter dynasty had returned. The same man they treated like a stray dog… was actually the future ruler of a quadrillion-dollar empire. And this time— the people who made him kneel will be the ones crawling.