John Adler Walking Dead

How far are you willing to save yourself Anna? Do you also want to end up dead like your parents?” he said as he handed the gun to her. Anna’s eyes remained fixated on the object as her trembling hands reached out to take it. Various questions popped into her head and it seemed like her thoughts were having a battle. At the end of it all, Anna was sure of one thing. She was walking out of the room alive. Anna, orphaned and adopted by her father’s friend begins to get letters suggesting that her adopted father murdered her parents and her boyfriend raped her. Scared that the facts may actually be true she kills her boyfriend and runs off to California to find the murderers but all there’s much more to what meets the eye. She reunites with her childhood friend Alvin, who was cut-off by his parents and the major suspect of a kidnapping case Determined to find her parents murderers at all costs, Anna teams up with James, an upcoming businessman who seemed to like Anna and with his help, Anna begins to uncover secrets. But, while Anna feels like she had finally caught the murderer, something sinister happens in the shadows and Anna’s life is about to turn a lot worse than she had ever imagined. Are the people who sacrificed their entire lives for her out to get her? Is she making the right decision? Are her parents’ murderers looking for her? One question reigned in Anna’s head. How far would you save yourself?

Duth has died, along with his cousin. The tragic fate of two, the dearly loved another as family. However Duth returned to his world crashing down. Home town aflame, a lich choking his cousin.. Soon after his death. He wanted to stay dead, he was at peace. But centuries later that peace once more came crashing down. His cousins soul torn away from the realm of the dead, her pained agonizing cries stirred him, his rage. When he awoke from memories, the realm of the dead felt an untold rage! After a deal with a god Duth returns with the vengeance to sear stars, with him a gift follows. Will Duth find his cousin and slay those who dared step on the dead, or will he be consumed by hos hatred and hunt all of existence into deaths grasp?

They threw him into the dark to feed a slumbering god. They didn't know the god was starving—and that the boy was hungrier. For ten thousand years, the Blood Lotus Sect has reigned supreme, built on a foundation of ruthless cultivation and a dark secret: they sacrifice their weakest newborns to the Abyssal Pit to appease an ancient horror. But when a nameless, hollow boy is tossed into the dark, he doesn't scream. He doesn't break. With a soul as empty as the void itself, he catches the eye of the dying god below. Instead of consuming him, the ancient entity makes him its vessel. Now, sharing his mind with a cynical, world-ending parasite, the boy climbs out of the abyss wearing the stolen skin and identity of a murdered Outer Court disciple named Dver. To the arrogant young masters and paranoid elders of the sect, Dver is just another piece of trash. A traumatized survivor clinging to the bottom of the hierarchy. They are dead wrong. He is an apex predator wearing a sheep’s skin, and his cultivation requires him to eat theirs. As Dver systematically infiltrates the sect, turning their deadly politics into his own personal hunting ground, he catches the eye of Lyra—the Sect’s flawless, untouchable Saintess. She believes she can purify the broken boy. She thinks she can save him. But Dver doesn't want salvation. He wants to slowly, deliciously corrupt her until she is just as monstrous as he is. A grand sacrifice is approaching. The elders are preparing to feast on the heavens. But they have no idea that the abyss is already walking among them, smiling, and waiting for the perfect moment to swallow them whole.

I hated being locked up like a damsel in distress. Like I was some princess that needed constant protection, but deep down I was grateful. I was still struggling to summon my powers, so if I was attacked alone I would be defenseless. I understood why Valerian wanted me to stay confined within the walls of our home since there was a protection spell suffocating the entire atmosphere that surrounded it. But I was so bored. Valerian was not there to take me out and keep me occupied with his cocky smiles and quirky comments. The only thing I could think to do to pass the time was to take a stroll around the castle grounds. I exited out into the courtyard and walked past the beautiful wooden benches and vibrant trees. Roses of every colour confiscated the grounds and it was like I was walking through a rainbow. My fingertips caressed the petals and I inhaled the sweet scent of their exquisiteness as I walked through the trails. I was so mesmerized by the area that I didn’t realize where I was going. I gasped as I reached for the next rose in my path, and it crumbled from my touch. The rest of the walkway was filled with black and decayed roses that tumbled to the ground like ash from a horrible wildfire. My frightened eyes glared out into the distance as I realized the dead flowers led to a shadowy tunnel made from black brick. A sign barely dangling from a broken chain at the top of the entrance read ‘dungeon.’ My body cringed at the sight. This was the dark side of Valerian that I knew and wanted to avoid as much as possible.

John was humilated by his in-laws, given a cold shoulder by his wife, the one he cared for most in the world because they saw him below their league, a utter nobody. And at the height of it, he was framed for sexual assaults and divorce and he leaves the family, this time, with the intention of cutting ties when a car rolled off in front of him, the third most powerful man in the world bowing right before him. "Welcome Back!" His name rolled off their lips with so much reverence. Unknown to his in-laws, While they thought he was nothing but a nobody, he was actually the source of all their success and sudden boom.

Reborn into a cultivation world, a medical genius awakens with the mysterious Violet Bloom Seed fused to his body. Walking a forbidden path of needles and medicine, he rises from weakness to power—not by brute force, but by knowledge. In defying fate and heaven alike, he proves that healing can be just as deadly as destruction.

Maxwell Reed had his life going smoothly for him until he came to discover that his loving girlfriend, Vicky Thorman had been cheating on him with the Governor's son, John Reider. Powerless and poor, the least Maxwell could do was to pack up and lay low so he could endure his disgrace and slowly heal from his heartbreak, but what happens when he comes to find out that he is the long-lost son of a billionaire's descendants? And when his grandmother breaks the silence on how he had been adopted, will this help him reconnect the dots on what happened to his real parents?

Allison walked along the port side of the flush deck toward the bow. When they saw their captain walking by in the dim light, several hands raised their foreheads in salute. Standing just above the bowsprit, he came to a stop and gazed out into the night.It was comforting to hear the steady, even sound of the ship's hull piercing the Atlantic wavelets as it surged forward.

She slipped off the engagement ring, her voice cold. “You’ll never be the man I need,” she said, walking out and leaving me broken. Years later, as I stood successful and untouchable, she begged for my help. My heart ached, but I turned away. “You made your choice,” I whispered.

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?