How To Raise Your Regressor

“Deucalion stop! you don’t have to do this, it’s me you want” yelled Bobby as Deucalion raised his claw into the air and almost rips Charlie throat. “So now the almighty Bobby Thompson begs, is it because he is your son? was my son not worth it?” look me in the eye and answer me! roared Deucalion. Looking defeated, Bobby stood up “he crossed the line Deucalion you know that he involved people who weren’t involved in this, my daughter! And I didn’t kill him.” Deucalion now surprised, itching “who then killed Steele?” he asked Deucalion still strangling Charlie who was almost unconscious now. “Well, I suppose it will be me”, an unknown figure walked from the darkness into the light. “I am not your enemy here, I am just a necessary tool that will help you to achieve your revenge against your enemy, so do you want avenge your son or do what is right?” he said as he looked at them grinning.

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Lord Archton the "Boss", the greatest undead of all time, could conquer the world with his mighty collection of undead knights, shadowlings, resurrected expired food, and skeletons, but that's too much work! So why not just go on a tour of the world which he had not set foot in for over a thousand years? From the mighty Holy City of Aon which houses the greatest undead hunters in the entire continent to the mystical Sorcerer City-States, Boss will tour them all! Hide your artifacts, hide your religious sites, hide your long-held traditional values - Boss will ruin them all unknowingly!

What happens when your perfect life shatters overnight? Cassian Markavelli had it all—wealth, power, and a future carved in gold as heir to a billion-dollar empire. But in one cruel twist of fate, an accident robbed him of his parents, his voice, and his birthright. All orchestrated by the one person he trusted most. Stripped of his inheritance and hunted, Cassian disappeared. He fled for his life and became a nameless beggar—Paralyzed in one leg and burdened with a stuttering disorder—with nothing but a memory of power and a burning desire for justice Vowed to reclaim his heritage, Cassian survives by begging on the streets—forgotten, humiliated, and broken. Until a mysterious woman shows him unexpected kindness—only to break his heart and leave him more shattered than before. Funny how pain has a way of awakening purpose... Then one day, everything changed when an old ally from his father’s past resurfaced, offering Cassian a second chance at life. With his voice restored, his leg healed, and a new identity forged, he rises from the ashes. Now, he's ready to reclaim everything that was stolen—and make those who betrayed him pay. Cassian Markavelli is back. And this time, he's not just fighting for revenge—he’s fighting for his legacy.

Terry died when he was stabbed by Bobby shit. Instead of being sent to heaven, hell, limbo, or purgatory, Terry was sent back to earth by Saint Peter. His mission was to help hurl back the earthbound demons from Earth to their home in Ghoul.********* While Lucifer ruled over hell and demons, Samael had authority over the earthbound demons and their home in Ghoul. And it was his duty to keep them away from earth. But then, one or two among that spirit always escaped and they were caught before any damage was done. Saint Peter released the breath he had been holding. No doubt, Lucifer must be at the root of this. What is he up to? That lord of hell is as unpredictable as a loose cannon. "How can I be of help?" "I need some angels to help in bringing them back ." Saint Peter laughed sardonically, "You know that's impossible, right?" Sameal's grunted louder from the other side of the call. "Hmm... You will think of something, won't you?" "Sì." "Thank you." Saint Peter hisses and then presses the terminate button. "Saint Peter," Terry called out. The saint removed a pair of spectacles, wiped the glasses with an impeccable white handkerchief, and then placed the spectacles back at the edge of his nose. "I need your help, mortal."

“Don't be absurd, Drake. You have nowhere to go,” Lydia said, her face red and sweaty with rage. “You'll literally starve to death on the streets. You have no family, no properties under your name,” She paused, allowing the words to sink in as if it fanned her ego for a moment. “Without me, you're nothing!" Her words were meant to hurt, but Drake shook off the feeling and looked at her. “Then let me be nothing. Just not yours,” The smug grin disappeared from her face and she hissed at him. “Is there a bitch in the picture? How long have you been plotting this with her? And you dare accuse me of cheating when you've been doing exactly the same thing?!” Lydia's hysterical yell followed him. “If you walk out this door today, don’t even think about coming back! You’ll regret it!” ****** For four years, Drake remained in a loveless marriage playing laundry boy and servant to both his wife and mother-in-law. He orchestrated Lydia's success with his own hands and helped her build her company in secret, but just when she was at her peak, she cheated! After divorce, Drake transforms from a useless scum into an incredible self-made CEO. Now everyone who crosses him will regret it!

In a world where your worth is measured by your talent and violence is the supreme power. Jett was talentless. He was used, humiliated, betrayed by the only people he trusted — and then discarded like trash. Then he died. But death wasn't the end for Jettai Ghalkhan. It was the beginning. [Congratulations, you are dead!]

For twenty-four years, Ethan Cole believed the Whitfield family was his family — not by blood, but by everything that should have mattered more. He ran numbers his father couldn't read, raised the sister his parents were too busy to raise, and built himself into the son the Whitfield name could be proud of. Then the real Whitfield son came home. Overnight, the family Ethan spent his life earning turns him into a stranger in his own house. His father hesitates. His mother says nothing. And the sisters who once called him their anchor are torn between the brother they love and the family that raised them to obey. Ethan walks out with nothing but a cracked pocket watch he's never been able to explain — and a memory of a woman's voice that doesn't belong to anyone he's ever known. He doesn't chase revenge. He builds. Piece by piece, deal by deal, he becomes a man the Whitfields can no longer pretend they never lost. But the deeper he digs into his own forgotten past, the more he uncovers a secret buried decades before he was born — one that proves he was never the outsider they made him believe he was. When the truth surfaces, Ethan won't just have to decide whether to forgive the family that threw him away. He'll have to decide what's left to save — and who still deserves saving.

(EXTRACT) Memories of the cliff, Barry, and the gunshot flashed in his mind. "I... I died, didn't I?" [Negative] [You were intercepted before the final termination of your consciousness] [The system has inhibited your previous host limitations] [You are now All Sufficient and All Sufficient is you]

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