I'm A Snake

I was the last one left, I watched as humanity's greed took over, as brothers killed brothers and fathers turned on sons. I watched humanity end and with nothing left to live for, I ended my life. Now I'm back to a month before the apocalypse, I've been given a second chance and I will not waste it. I'll prevent the death of those I love and make sure humanity survives. If the world can't control itself, then I'll conquer it and lead us to survival.

“Captain Spark, you’re insane,” Michael said hoarsely. “I’m an actor, not a cop. I’m not a monster.” “But you understand monsters, don’t you?” Ashley shot back. She pointed to the playback monitor showing his recent scene. “That look in your eyes, the way you enjoyed the kill… You’re more convincing than half the criminals in our files.” Michael had no response. Because she wasn’t wrong. The system made it easy, too easy, to empathize with darkness.

My name is Alanna, I believe. I have lost myself in the depths of an island. I don't know where I'm from, or what my real name is, I just know that a pack of wolves has rescued me. I will have to fight against the Alpha and the Beta of the pack, but something dark blooms in me, something I did not know, a mythological being that lived inside me. A mermaid, yes, I am one of the most beautiful mermaids in the world.

“You worthless piece of trash! I see prison life has messed with your brain! What makes you think Maggi was ever yours?!” Liam said vehemently. Byron clenched his fist bitterly, “I’m her husband.” Hearing those words, Maggi stood and threw her saliva on Byron's face. “It’s obvious poverty still hasn't let you be. Stop acting like a fool! I'm no wife to an Ex-convict!” After serving a jail term in place of his brother-in-law to please his wife, Byron gets out of jail and was greeted with a hot moan from his wife.

BLURB/DESCRIPTION I never asked to be born a mistake. My whole life, I was the kid nobody wanted—the one they whispered about, the one they shoved into corners and hoped would disappear. My father pretended I didn't exist. My stepmother made sure I knew I was trash. My half-siblings treated me like a servant in my own home. And then there was Emma—my girlfriend, or so I thought. Until I came back from a trip to find her wearing my half-brother's ring. They threw me out with nothing. No money. No home. No future. But then my phone buzzed. One message. One number I'd never seen before. And suddenly, ten billion dollars appeared in my account. Turns out, I'm not nobody. I'm the grandson of Richard Blackwell—the richest man in the world. The man I never knew existed. The man who just made me his only heir. Now I have the power. The money. The name. And everyone who ever looked down on me? They're about to find out what happens when the boy they called worthless becomes the man they can't touch.

Three years ago, the Tyrell Clan ripped out my Spirit Marrow and threw me into Sub-Level Zero prison. They thought the poison gas in the Iron Abyss would finish me off in a week. But they were wrong. Instead of killing me, the poison woke up my Sovereign Healer Bloodline. The harder they hit me, the faster my body regenerated. The more toxicity they poured into my cell, the stronger my core grew. By the time I reached the bottom of the black site, I wasn't a prisoner anymore—I was the absolute monster ruling the abyss. It wasn't until I found General Serena Vane dying. I cured her and she gave me her empire. Now I’m back in the Capital, standing right beside the most powerful woman in the realm. The high nobles whisper that I'm just a worthless husband clinging to her armor. My ex-fiancée thinks she can still treat me like trash. Let them talk. Because once I draw my blade, they'll realize I didn't come back for a second chance—I came back to wipe them out.

"Congratulations, my Heir," a mysterious figure declared, "you have proven your worth, and you're now the Heir to the God of Healing and Medicine, Elandor!" Suddenly, I found myself in excruciating pain, hanging on the edge of a hill. The figure's words barely registered, and I felt like I was forgetting something crucial. Before I could make sense of it all, I blinked, and the pain was gone. My wounds had vanished, replaced by a newfound strength. There, around my neck, hung a gemstone amulet. I gasped as the amulet shone, flooding my mind with knowledge. "In the realm of healing, I'm the ultimate arbiter of life and death. As Elandor's heir, I command over ailments and the frailty of life. I am the embodiment of healing's power and authority." As memories flooded back, I realized why I was here. Darius Blackthorn, that treacherous scoundrel, had thrown me down this hill. "I won't let you get away with this. I'll have my revenge for all the pain you caused me. I'll show those Rossi family snobs who mocked me for being poor and treated me like a live-in servant. You'll regret ever looking down on me. I'm a god's heir, and you will pay for every bit of suffering you put me through." Fueled by rage, I stood there, determined to make them all pay.

They discarded me like trash after I helped them reach the pinnacle of their business. It turns out I was merely a stepping stone to make their biological child's path easier. For years, I considered them my parents, but instead, they revealed the bitter truth about my identity as an adopted child, and worse, they slandered me. Now I'm out! But I will rise again and use the fire burning in my heart and soul as fuel to destroy them!

I’m Gareth Wells, which simply means Gentle Spring. I died in my first life full of regrets, pain, sadness, and sorrows, but now I’ll not be the gentle spring but the storm that will take everyone who looked down, insulted, and made my hellish life bow down to me.

"I'm divorcing you. Sign it." For three years, Ethan Carter swallowed his pride, hid his identity as a billionaire heir, and played the role of a useless stay-at-home husband—all for the woman he deeply loved, Vivian Lockwood. But on their third anniversary, reality slapped him in the face. He found his wife in the arms of her ex-boyfriend, publicly mocking Ethan as a mere "obedient placeholder." When Vivian demanded he apologize to her ex just to keep the peace, Ethan finally woke up. He dropped his apron, signed the divorce papers, and made a single phone call he hadn't made in years. "Mom, you were right. I was just a tool to her. I'm coming back." Overnight, the world flips upside down. The untouchable Ice Queen CEO of the city's largest conglomerate bows respectfully before Ethan, calling him "Young Master." All funding and partnerships keeping Vivian's company afloat are ruthlessly severed. When Vivian finally discovers that the "worthless husband" she threw away was actually the secret mastermind behind her entire empire, she drops to her knees in tears, begging for a second chance. Ethan just looks down at her with a cold smirk. "You thought I was a nobody? Now, I'm the one you can't afford."