I Eat Pasta For Breakfast

“Sarah!” Robin’s voice cracked, raw with betrayal. “After everything I did for you? The bone marrow donation—” Sarah rolled her eyes dramatically, her laughter sharp and dismissive. “Oh, please. Did you really think I cared about you? You were just… convenient.” Marcus moved to stand beside her, draping an arm around her shoulders. “Tell him about the face you made when he thought you actually liked him back. That story kills at parties.” The laughter between them burned through Robin’s veins. Every memory of their time together—every smile, every touch, every whispered promise—twisted into something ugly and false. “You used me…” Robin whispered, the truth finally sinking in. Sarah tilted her head, her expression cold and mocking. “Obviously. Let me spell it out for you, since you’re too dense to get it.” She stepped closer, her voice dripping with contempt. "I only kept you around because your bone marrow matched mine. Now that I'm cured, you're about as useful as yesterday's garbage. But look on the bright side – at least some part of you turned out to be useful. More than we can say for the rest!" After donating his bone marrow to save Sarah's life, Robin discovers their relationship was nothing but a cruel joke. Beaten and left for dead in a kennel of vicious guard dogs, his mysterious family ring suddenly activates, revealing his true heritage as heir to America's most powerful shadow organization! With supernatural abilities and unimaginable wealth as Eagle Industries' new CEO, Robin would show them what happens when you mistake kindness for weakness. After all, when you've been treated like a dog, sometimes you have to bare your fangs to survive!

The zombies are everywhere! Danny used to be a young high school boy with a simple life but not for long. His peaceful life took a drastic turnaround when he got his face burnt by a group of jealous schoolmates and transmigrated into a world recently rampaged with the outbreak of the ZOMBIE VIRUS. His skinny body was no longer skinny but was athletic and sexy. Danny knew that definitely, this wasn't his body– not his identity! Strangely, Danny finds all the people he knew from his reality in this new world but with different personalities and identities. Makes him wonder where he is and now, while surviving the apocalypse with other survivors— Danny wants to find himself. “I'm Danny and I want to find Danny...”

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

[ Doomsday finally befalls the world, and a global announcement resounds throughout the earth, declaring that all humans from age 13 to 65 should participate in a Universal Survival Game to save the earth from being erased entirely. If all humans fail, their home planet will be turned into another hunting ground with all living beings on it degenerating into prey, like any other world and their inhabitants that failed before them. ] In a university dormitory, a 19-year-old young man, Jason Shemrite, also hears the announcement that rang directly in his ears. And before he could express his astonishment and discuss it with his roommates, he was dragged into a new space within a blink of an eye. When he re-opens his eyes, he finds himself in a small, simple and nearly empty room with only a door inserted into a wall. To his relief, he finds a metal axe at the corner of the room. Yet that is not all. Everyone awakens an initial Talent to help them survive the coming Doomsday, and Jason was one of the lucky few to obtain a high grade Talent. [ TING!! ] [ Congratulations to Player ****** for having awakened an SSS grade Talent - Infinite Extraction ] "What? SSS grade?" Join Jason as he explores the coming Doomsday with his SSS grade Talent, and watch how he uses it to the best of his abilities. To lengths no human mind, nor paranormal could imagine. Watch as he sets on a journey where he either becomes Supreme over Doomsday, or proves whether Doomsday is truly Supreme over All.

They called Jace Vance the perfect husband—a brilliant scientist who abandoned his groundbreaking career to become the devoted house husband, as his wife, Clara, demanded. For six years, he poured every ounce of his soul into his family, nurturing their sickly daughter, Daisy, while Clara built her empire. He believed his sacrifice was for love. He was wrong. That was the day Jace Vance stopped being Mr. Nice Guy. The man who emerges from the ashes of his broken life is a different beast—a ruthless genius with nothing left to lose. He will return to the world that once praised him, not for fame or wealth, but for a vengeance that will make Clara and Mason regret they ever underestimated a father’s love. The question is no longer if he will win, but how much of their world he will burn to the ground before he does.

After breaking up with his girlfriend, Eric Johnson married a beautiful female CEO to cover his father's $15,000 surgical bill.

"There are two types of people in the world after going to hell, the ones who will do anything to protect others so that they don't go through the same pain as them and the other who will do anything to let the world know about their pain, the former is called a hero and the latter is called a villain and I shall be a Villain"- Zhan

Leonardo Dubois sacrificed everything for his wife and her family, but they turned against him in the end. Little did they know that he possessed knowledge that would eventually put him at the highest position where he would have the power to heal the world...

“Don’t complain when the lights go out…” These were the words that came out of his mouth before he calmly exited the office. Josh Summers, a typical nobody, a medical instructor, is pushed aside by his wife, Lauren Forrest, when she sees that she has reached the very pinnacle of her career. She saw him as nothing but ‘Deadweight…’ But then everything turns upside down when, on the very day she had been dreaming of, she sees him standing with the top dogs of the city. Josh Summers wasn't just a nobody; he was the shadow ruler of Veron, the Hidden Ace, and the blade that held the underworld together. He had chosen a quiet life to stay with his wife; for three years, he played instructor at the clinic. But now, he is back, and with his resurfacing, the underworld is shaking— threats are awakening, and new enemies and allies are being born. Will Josh continue to rule over his Empire of Ash and Gold?

Raymond's got his second life, he's the main character and has to follow a certain plot. Now, he's able to play with his fate, but the information he could learn about the future was limited to the coverage of each chapter of the plot. How could he survice the challenge thrown at him?