I Am Harry Potter

DEAD GIRLS TELL NO TALES. Rosewood Hall is an image of tradition and perfection. A school built upon a cliff where children go to excel at life in the most perfect ways possible. Until Grace Covey's lifeless body is found on the shore. For new girl Violet running from her own secrets in California, Grace's death was just another twisted feature of her new home. That along with vicious classmates and the dead people prowling around the halls. And Grace's demise is proven to be an act of violence when a single sentence is stuck all around school for everyone to see. I KNOW WHO KILLED GRACE AND ONE OF YOU IS NEXT.

My name is Seraph. In a world that is filled with magic, science and arts of unbelievable kinds, I'm relatively ordinary. But then I met them. A group of assassins that work the machines of the world behind closed curtains. And the most striking is their leader, the woman which is the greatest mystery in the world. Though to the world we are all dead, each of us has a story of their own. I wonder if I can find myself a home among these people who call themselves Valkyries and more importantly can I solve all the riddles that surround them?

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship candidate, Christopher Wesley is dead; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. When Vanessa begins to get calls from an unknown person wanting money he claims Christopher had stolen, Alaric has no choice but to accept that their killer is yet to be found. He is determined to get to the bottom of this case and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for Vanessa.

Throughout the Myriad worlds, I alone shall stand at the top. Gods and demons shall all heed my summon. Aldrin Draca, the eldest son of the ancient dragon clan’s head, was born without a Zen core, making him incapable of learning the martial and esoteric arts vital to his society. When his younger brother tries to assassinate him, Aldrin unexpectedly unlocks his clan’s bloodline powers and awakens a mysterious spirit system, setting him on a path of growth, conflict, and discovery. With powers that attract enemies from both his own family and beyond, Aldrin escapes into other worlds, where he must learn new abilities, forge alliances, and ultimately return to prevent the destruction of his home.

The same robotic voice continues, "I repeat, after the long, loud beep comes to an end.This is an immediate need.At the government's request, the following message is sent.There is no test here.This nation or one of its allies has been the target of a nuclear attack.It's possible that nuclear warheads will arrive.The attack's scope, number of casualties, and location have not been determined.If there is a fallout shelter nearby, go there right away.Otherwise, please remain at home.You will receive additional information as soon as possible at the following frequency, 76.155/85.955 Megahertz.Keep your cool and wait for more instructions.This message will be heard again.The transmission terminates.The radio stops talking for a split second.The transmission then begins to repeat with a loud beep.

True Gods. Endless Divinities. Primordials. The Ancients. The Chaos. The Greater Chaos. The Infinite Realms. Heaven. Hell. The Abyss. Purgatory. The Overvoid. The Greater Worlds. The Origin World. The Prime Verse. The Past, Present, Future. Here. There. Everywhere. Nowhere. "Why is it that, I cannot find any place that I truly belong? And who, or what... exactly am I, as a Mystique?" Join our Enigma as he tries to find a place where he could belong, and fit in. While unveiling all the secrets and mysteries related to him, and his family. ** The cover page does not belong to me. Credit goes to the owner. Thank you~ **

Alex Verlaine was a walking, talking blood-bag who only existed to donate plasma to his ailing brother-in-law. His selfless love for his wife is repaid by betrayal and his sacrifices mocked and ridiculed by his mother-in-law. But when Alex discovers his wife never loved him and is already in the arms of another man, he casts his veil aside and reveals his true identity as the Legendary Miracle Maker. They treated him like a servant, now he is back to make them kneel like slaves. They called him a penniless loser, only to discover that he was the wealthiest man in Alexandria. "Just who are you really?" Felicia asked in a trembling voice, her face rapidly losing color. Alex looked into her hazel eyes and breathed like a man possessed, "I am the God you will kneel to from tonight, or watch your whole world burn to ash. I am Alexandria's beating heart, and the only one who can save your dying brother." Felicia clasped her hands, falling to her knees in submission. "Please forgive me. I was wrong to insult you. My family needs you. Please give me another chance!" Alex grabbed her face, squeezing her flushed cheeks, and whispered in a husky voice, "Then beg me like you mean it!"

After enduring three years of marriage to an unfaithful wife, Ethan Sinclair's world shatters when he catches his wife, Maya Reynolds, in a compromising position with his boss, Tony West, a shareholder at Uber Organization. The betrayal leads to a tumultuous confrontation where Maya requests a divorce, setting the stage for a night of unexpected discoveries. In a twist of fate, Ethan learns that he is the heir to an ancestral legacy. As the divorce is finalized, Maya, consumed by regret, returns seeking forgiveness and a second chance, pleading, "I was wrong. Can you please take me back?" However, Ethan, haunted by betrayal, delivers a resolute response: "It's too late."

“I had a knife I would stab you more than a million times” A wife who loathed his husband to the point of wanting him dead, A mother-in-law, and father-in-law who only care when money is invoked. Joshua Miller, a man in a cruel world where the Poor are overshadowed by the rich. He was mocked and berated by the people he called family, but they had no Idea who he truly was. He was Joshua Miller, The Heir To A Multi Trillion Company. He swore that everyone who hurt him would pay the price and beg for his mercy. What happens when he raises from Grass to Grace? What will he do when he realizes that he was wanted dead by his family? Join Joshua’s world as he leaps to the top.

A murderer. A crazy woman. Is what they all call me. Apparently to me, I'm seeing the dead, which makes me crazy to everyone, but I know I'm not. Being stuck in a psychiatric hospital with a pending murder case at hand is not how I pictured this time of my life. I don't really get it. I am a lot of things that I'm not proud of, but certainly not a murderer. How on earth will I be able to vindicate myself if the dead is making me look like a murderer? How will I be able to vindicate myself when my past ways isn't even something to write home about, and all it can do is just spice up my case? How will I be able to save myself when I, and the dead was never in good terms, and I happen to be the cause of it all? What have I done to myself?