Just Some Guy

When Jake died in an accident while protecting someone, he awoke in a mystical world called Eldramoria. There, he received knowledge and magical powers no one had ever had before as an Archmage. He fought for that world and delivered peace and prosperity to it. He also obtained a magical ring which could magnify his powers, but as soon as he got his hands on it, he was stabbed to death by his wife and loyal friend. However, just as he thought all was over, he awoke again in his real world, recalling his previous miserable life as the disowned son of a multi-billionaire business tycoon. But this time he had the magical ring with him, and he could still use some of his magical powers. Now, armed with otherworldly knowledge and sorcerous power, he must navigate an urban world that is anything but ordinary. As he seeks vengeance and unravels the mysteries of his existence, he will encounter old enemies and new difficulties, all while finding the true power of the magical ring and the unrivaled magic power concealed inside him.

Freshman year? Pfft. Make friends, party, maybe read some school crap so you don’t get tossed out? That ain’t Jace Prescott’s life. Eighteen years old, thinking he got his girlfriend knocked up—and the plot twist? She’s been using him like a damn lab rat. Five months of his life, filmed without him even knowing. And her? She acts like she’s the victim. Well, fuck that. Jace’s uncle calls him up: “You’re CEO now, kid.” And just like that…everything changes. Suddenly, Jace’s got money, power, and zero fucks to give. Get ready, because he’s about to slap egos, crush reputations, and serve chaos hotter than anyone in that goddamn school can handle. Face-slapping, life-flipping, “did-that-just-happen?” madness incoming. And trust me…if you can’t handle people getting roasted mercilessly, maybe step away. Jace doesn’t play nice.

He was the shame of the family. Add that to the fact that he lied to his wife and took the blame for a crime he never committed—just to save her collapsing company—and you’ve got Cole Bennett. Three years later, this man walked out of prison. Of course, no one comes out the same way they went in. If you've got some experience, you know what that means. But guess what? The bastard Cole went to prison for—the one who promised to help his wife—didn’t lift a damn finger. And guess what again? Cole was the only one treated like trash when he went in, but now, his in-laws have gone full beast mode, treating his wife worse than poop. Now imagine a man who spent three years in one of New York’s deadliest prisons. A man who found mysterious mentors behind bars. A man full of rage. A man who learned how to unleash the kind of emotions you’re not supposed to tame. Tell me—what exactly isn’t bound to happen?

Arrows surrounded the entire palace of the Kingdom of Bahda, fire burning in several places, thousands of bodies lying covered in blood, heads that were separated from the countless body. The Kingdom of Bahda led by King Zakra was successfully controlled by the kingdom of Namla, the head of King Zakra and his family was hung on the walls of the gate was shown to the people who were still alive when they had lost the leader. Screaming the people of the people were welcomed by the laughter of the Royal Namla family, after all the efforts they finally got what they wanted. Bug bug bug. The sound of a kick sounded very loud, a 17 -year -old young man who just opened his eyes pulled the legs of someone who kicked him and made one of the kicking him fall. "How dare you kick the king," Akra said, stood up, his eyes looked at some of the people who were still surrounding him. "See he goes crazy because we kick him," said another teenager. "Ha ha ha." The sound of laughter filled the surrounding Akra.

Mystery, action, killer, and bloody romance, prepare your heart before reading, some scenes may disturbing. ******* The deepest mind of humans is scary, you can never know how deep it was even it's your own mind, and everybody really has dark matter floating around their chest and just wait the very right time to explode. Dakota Sorrenson, a profiler, a young man with the deepest mind who knows how the dark mind works, thought his life never going to be so weird more than he was until a package with hand arrive at his office, someone being playing the mind with him. While Sam Danson is a fine young cold head detective, his sharp and deep analysis of the criminal is different from how Dakota sees it, together they try to figure out every step of the sadistic crime with an unthinkable method has been done. This is getting darker and full of mystery, unsolved crimes and unthinkable results, it's full of nerve cracking, get ready for the worse than you can even think about.

A young teenager discovered his destiny, his calling to be defend the human race against ancient threat, that threatens the existence of the human race. Assisted by some individuals he embark on his mission to end this threat

What happens when yesterday becomes the tomorrow we see today? So the favorite saying in Bel Haven goes. The breakthrough of Elixa was one that mankind has never seen. It was able to merge the past, present, and future and bring people back to life, for a second or third time, but not permanently. But in Damian's case, the opposite was in play. He had lost his parents and granny and his brother too. Their deaths were not his fault, but Damian had blamed himself all the days of his life. Some said it was because of his family heirloom, others believed that he was just unlucky. But the fact was that Damian was a Silverton. The Silverton was a rare species that is neither alive nor dead. They were the force that regulates the timeline and prevents the Darkeels from coming into the present. However, Claudius, a scientist who invented Elixa, having lost his daughter, wanted eternal life. But to achieve his goal, he needed three items. The tooth of a Darkeel, the blood of a Silverton, and the staff of Jethro. Damian wants to see his family again, but for that to happen, he must work with Claudius and also kill himself willingly.

No one came any closer to me since I began to hear voices. It was as if I possessed some kind of aura that attracted everyone, like a field that attracted people. I was either insane or a monster, which I suppose I could be, according to everyone at school. I was able to hear what others were thinking, but no one else seemed to be able to, and some of them remembered me from first grade, when everything first started. I was able to focus better on school because I was isolated, and I loved to do well in school. Since I learned how to silence the voices, at least it had. Before that, I was unable to think in light of the consistent clamor of every other person's brain pounding me constantly.

About 50 years ago, the latest world military experiment gone wrong now publicly dubbed 'The Beginning of the End or the Genesis Event' occured, thrusting the world into an age of war. A war between humans and an army of artificial intelligent beings created by the experiment who called themselves the Spider Web. Humanity's only hope of matching their terrifying abilities were the Trons, humans who were affected by the experiment and gifted with equally terrifying abilities.Levi West was a ordinary guy peacefully living in one of the refugee camps when he himself awakened as a Tron and got dragged into this seemingly neverending war......

Max stepped forward, his heart racing as he searched the man’s face, looking for some resemblance, some hint of familiarity. “Who… who are you?” he managed to ask, his voice barely above a whisper. The man studied him for a moment before responding, his voice thick with emotion. “I am Reginald Reid, your grandfather.” The words hit Max like a thunderbolt. “Grandfather?” he echoed, his mind racing. He had never imagined he had a family, much less one of such prominence. Reginald nodded, his gaze filled with a mixture of pride and regret. “Yes, Max. You are my grandson, and the last direct heir of the Reid family.” Max stepped forward, his heart racing as he searched the man’s face, looking for some resemblance, some hint of familiarity. “Who… who are you?” he managed to ask, his voice barely above a whisper. The man studied him for a moment before responding, his voice thick with emotion. “I am Reginald Reid, your grandfather.” The words hit Max like a thunderbolt. “Grandfather?” he echoed, his mind racing. He had never imagined he had a family, much less one of such prominence. Reginald nodded, his gaze filled with a mixture of pride and regret. “Yes, Max. You are my grandson, and the last direct heir of the Reid family.” Max’s mind swirled with confusion. “But… why didn’t I know? Why didn’t anyone tell me?” A flicker of pain crossed Reginald’s face. “There were… complicated reasons. When your parents passed away under tragic circumstances, it was decided that you should be raised away from the family, for your own safety. It was not an easy choice, but it was necessary.” Max’s heart twisted at the mention of his parents. He’d spent his end of the year