I'm A Snake

I am Kava, an ordinary person as usual. I'm not the chosen person by the system. One day, I got a lot of money. I went to a cafe to celebrate with my sister, Mika. It was then that we came under attack from a chosen system user. I lost the fight and my sister was taken away. I found a Florine system bracelet and I put it on. However, that's not a combat type system and I wasn't chosen. Even the system guide insulted me. What do I have to do to be able to use the system?

I don’t even know where to begin. The vampire or the deadly twins, Desire and Despair. But they all have their motives in my life. A part to play. On one hand the vampires carry what I need. The ring of the damned. On the other hand the twins might be the only people to help me know who I’m. What I’m. But I need to play it well, if I have even the slightest chance of surviving what they have planned for me.

Daniel Hovsep had been working different types of part-time jobs to get a special gift for his girlfriend, Karol Kathie's birthday. On the day he was about to surprise Kathie on her birthday, it turned out that the wealthy and most influential student on campus, Orval Morris was proposing to Kathie on that same day. "Kathie! What are you doing with him?" Daniel broke into the crowd and shouted, feeling betrayed and hurt. "You have eyes and I believe you can see everything clearly for yourself. Morris is proposing to me and I'm happy to be his girlfriend." Kathie responded coldly, forgetting everything Daniel had done for her. "His girlfriend? How?" Daniel stammered, struggling to believe what he was seeing. "Dan," Kathie called out. "I'm a classic and beautiful lady as you can see. I can't stoop so low to be with someone as dirty as you are. I'm sorry, but please, go and look for your grade." Everyone who was there began to laugh at Daniel. Feeling shattered, Daniel replied in anger, "Kathie, get ready for me. You gonna fear my return including you all who bullied me." Be on the book, let's see together how Daniel will take his revenge....

Modern esports is by no means a game. You can completely lose everything and even your life because of one stupid mistake. I was the top player on the planet, but after I was framed, I had to leave. Though with large debts, but alive. But the brother stayed and, it seems, contacted the wrong people. Now he's gone, and all I have is a few scant clues from the virtual. Well, hold on bro, I'm coming.

Orphaned and mistreated, Darius West lives a life of relentless struggles until he crosses paths with a tragic beauty. He rescues her, falls deeply in love, and they marry. Yet, her heart remains cold, her affection never kindled. In a moment marred by bitterness and harsh words, Lydia coldly ends their marriage. "Here, take this," she sneers, throwing the divorce papers at him. "I'm done with you, pauper. I never should have married a worthless bastard like you. I regret the day I ever laid eyes on you." Heartbroken yet defiant, he vows, "One day, Lydia, you'll see the value of what you've discarded. And don't expect mercy then." Just as despair seems to have the final say, fate intervenes with an unexpected situation that changes everything—revealing him as the heir to the wealthiest man on the planet. With newfound wealth and power at his fingertips, he embarks on a journey of retribution. "I've been through hell and back," he declares, "but now, I've got the power to turn the tables. I'll make those who mistreated me beg for mercy. It's time for payback, and I'm ready to collect."

Lee Sung is an orphan without a home or family, at the age of 5 he learned to kill and steal and grew up in a slum where aggression is common. But since that day it's not the same. Author : hey, i'm Celina i write this story because i love reading and write, this my third story so please help so this become decent. Thanks for Reading <3

"Ma, Samson promises. Samson is going to repent; I won’t be a thug anymore. I'm going to find a real, honest job. So please, Ma, don't come back to haunt me, okay?" Samson knelt, tears streaming down his face, though his expression still looked like someone ready to pick a fight with the Angel of Death. Bejo held out an umbrella. "Boss, it’s almost sunset. We need to go collect the 'protection money' from the cafe owner," he said. "Hey, Bejo! I just promised Ma that I’ve repented. You little devil! Do you want my mother to rise from her grave because of what you just said, huh?!" Samson stood up. His towering height, nearly two meters, made Bejo instinctively jump back three steps. "But Boss, our stomachs aren't exactly followers of the repentance movement," Bejo squeaked, trembling. Samson wiped his fierce face. "From this second on, call me Samson the Protector. I’m going to find honest work. Anything! As long as I'm not shaking people down anymore." A wealthy woman looked Samson up and down, scrutinizing him. "Your body is quite large. It just so happens I need a new guard dog. I just fired the old one because he was afraid of cockroaches." Samson was ready to explode. "Hey, lady! You think I—" "Fifty million a month. Meals are provided, and you get an Italian suit for a uniform. Interested?" the woman interrupted, handing him a gold-plated business card. Samson fell silent. He then whispered under his breath, "Ma, this is honest work, right? Just being a guard dog for a billionaire."

I'm a special guy, no doubt. No one can do what I do. No one has the ability I have and if the government found out about what I can do, they'd probably lock me up to do thousands of experiments on me... and yet, I still manage to do everything wrong. Even with all the advantages anyone can possess and having the literal answers from the universe, I am absolutely lost. In fact, the universe and I have a rocky relationship and are in a constant fight. So, I hope you know that the universe is telling my story wrong. I am not a genius, I am not an innovative visionary and more importantly: I AM NOT GAY.

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?

My wife ended our marriage with a smile and a disconnected oxygen tube. Her rich lover and my own family watched me die. They celebrated when it was over. I was the husband nobody wanted, sick, poor, and in the way. So they removed me. Permanently. But some graves are not as deep as they seem. And some silences are just the calm before the storm. I’m coming back. And this time, I won’t be begging for my life. I’ll be collecting theirs.