Just Some Guy

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.

Christopher Maxwell is a young boy who lost both of his parents to an unknown phenomenon that distroyed the entire world the, and also cause living species to evolve. After listening to his father last wish and getting a strange ability, he decided to find the root of the distruction.... to his surprise the distruction was caused by some group of individuals that came from some where he know nothing about. Chris on the other hand had to find balance in the wastelands that the world had become so that the people wouldn't live in fear. he knew one day he would get to face those individuals and all he needs was to understand and level up his abilities.

When a great warrior Marcus Steele was summoned from an ancient training ground to fulfill a centuries-old pact, he was thrust into the heart of Manhattan’s supernatural underworld, and into some sort of an arranged union witha beautiful and great Diana Sterling, heir to a powerful dynasty. But fate has other plans. A great chance to encounter with the Moon family dragged Marcus into such a deadly clash of bloodlines, many secrets, and a shadow of demons. All armed with the legendary blade of some Shadowbane and a mysterious amulet burning with forgotten power, Marcus must uncover the truth about his own origin before the city consumes him. For a buried past of lies, a force that could either unite or definitely destroy the supernatural.

He was hunted by some Centuars and Satyrs after he'd breached the orders of the underworld. Then they pursued him till he lost them to a forest. He was found by some of the creatures who he killed. He stayed in the forest for a while till a lady came to the forest. He was surprised to realize that other creatures existed and stole after her till he found a voluptuous village. He returned to his stead (the trunk of a tree) and would go to steal the babies of the inhabitants of the village. He kept on this and travelled to other parts of sewn villages whenever there was no baby to steal anymore. Nemesis caught up with him when it was time for him to be stolen. Ah! He who steal will be stolen.

Blood wasn't merely just life, it was power, currency, and divine mandate. It was the thread that kept the fragile Empire afloat, and the tool by which the favoured lord over the feeble. Blood was known to all; feared by some, and coveted by others. Streets sang with pained screams, the glorious liquid trailing forth as rivers in the shadows. In the midst of such treachery, a suffering youth strived consistently to beat the odds. Ezekiel Stormwing, a young adult with crippling responsibilities, toiled everyday to make ends meet. Living in the struggling West with his father, they laboured ceaselessly under the venomous gaze of malevolent fiends. It was a world of segregation, all moving to the will of avarice. The wealthy desired more, while the poor pleaded for so little. All chased after coveted dreams, uncaring to others around them. Life was ever moving, satiating the powerful and draining the weak. Everything was mechanical, predictable, untill eventually… it wasn't. On an occasion celebrating Nefaria’s past triumph, war erupted. Ezekiel Stormwing found himself caught in the crossfire, his life dangling away in a whirlwind of pain. In a desperate gamble to save his father, he wagered his life. Death coveted his soul, but just before his flame extinguished…it erupted, a shimmering power once sealed within him unlocked. With rejuvenated resolve, he defied faith. He manifested his desire, saving his father from certain doom. Now, after the war, his eyes settled on a new goal, one that would keep him ever close to the frigid gates of the afterlife. Will he succeed, or will destiny finally erase his existence?

Three years after civilization collapsed, Ethan Carter has learned one brutal truth: The apocalypse didn't destroy humanity. Humanity destroyed itself. While escaping a ruined city, Ethan discovers an underground facility containing a strange device capable of transmitting fragments of future events. Before he can understand it, the facility is attacked. Ethan dies. But instead of darkness, he opens his eyes in his own apartment. His phone shows the date. Seventy-two hours before the world ends. At first, Ethan thinks he's been given a second chance. Then he discovers something impossible. He remembers the people who survived the apocalypse. Not hundreds. Not thousands. Exactly 37 people. And every one of them played a role in shaping the new world. Some became heroes. Some became monsters. Some became rulers. And some betrayed everyone who trusted them. Ethan knows their names. He knows where they will be when the disaster begins. He knows which ones must be saved... And which ones must never be allowed to survive. But there is one problem. In his memories, Ethan Carter was not one of the 37 survivors. He died on the first night. Now he has only 72 hours to change his fate. As the countdown begins, Ethan races across the city, gathering the people he believes can survive. But on the second day, he encounters a woman who should not exist in his memories. She looks at him and whispers: "You came back too." Ethan freezes. Someone else remembers the future. And she knows something he doesn't. The apocalypse isn't supposed to happen in 72 hours. It's supposed to happen tonight.

Ace thought he could fuck his ex and walk away clean. One night in that cheap motel with Lena was supposed to be just a mistake. One raw, desperate fuck where she rode him like she owned his soul, her scorching velvet pussy gripping him so tight he forgot his own name. But the hickeys on his neck the next morning set everything on fire. Clara saw them. Clara lost her shit. And suddenly their “open” marriage looked like the hypocritical joke it had always been. Now Lena won’t let go. She’s not the girl he left behind anymore. She’s Nova now — colder, meaner, and ten times more dangerous. Packages start showing up at his door: her soaked panties that still smell like her cum, a single black rose, and then the steel cock cage. Cold. Unforgiving. Clicking shut around his throbbing dick while she watches with that satisfied little smile. Every time Ace tells himself it’s over, his cock betrays him. Every time he tries to be the good husband, he ends up back between her legs, leaking and desperate, hating how fucking perfect it feels to be used by her again. Clara is lying. His job is slipping. And Nova is tightening the leash. He knows he should stop. He knows this is going to destroy him. But the truth is worse: he doesn’t want to. Some exes don’t just come back. They lock you up and make you beg for more.

Dia, a calm and sweet assistant manager of her father's company was forged into cruel and hostile by her to-be husband who dumped her on the wedding day, because of a ridiculous reason. Now she wants a revenge on any man; fool a man in love. In her quest, she chooses, Max, a sweet and coolheaded CEO whose wedding to his fiance was just few months to go. Max, whose fiance was the sister of Dia's to-be husband, who had dumped her. What a best pitch of revenge. But will she be able to keep up with the plan when not only she picks the wrong guy (the only son of Rowe, the monster of Seattle), but also got pregnant for him? Will her ego be enough or will the pregnancy break her? How will she get her revenge on men?!!!! Book 2 - Dia: Taming her Cold Secretary. Story about Dia and Albert. Dia is an indifferent CEO who is bright and efficient. Her efficiency makes the group of CEO'S in her state appoint her as the President of their association and represents them at several international conferences. She's the talk of the Town and every man would die to touch her feet. But she feels like she doesn't really need a man. She only needs a Sex-mate. Then she chose her personal secretary who doesn't like anything about her. He was only tied to her for the money. But Dia is pissed that how could he say no to A TALK OF THE TOWN? Thus she's bent on making him beg for her. Even by going to the extent of making him watch her lay with other men... Yet, Albert, the cold Secretary, refuses to be broken. And Dia refuses to lose... Her ego won't spare her if she loses.

At Zenith Integration Academy, power determines everything. The gifted are worshipped. The talented become heroes. The weak are forgotten. Noah Vale belongs to the lowest rank of all — F-Class. Mocked by his classmates, dismissed by his teachers, and kept at careful arm's length by the girl he's loved since childhood, Noah is treated as proof that some people just aren't worth the effort. No one knows that the ranking system calling him worthless was never built to measure what he actually is. Earth already lost. The Korrathi Dominion conquered the planet in three days, and humanity now lives under alien rule, sorted, ranked, and kept exactly where it's told to stay. While the Dominion believes its occupation is settled and permanent, an ancient power buried inside Noah is starting to wake up. The Korrathi believe they've already won. The scientists hunting for Earth's last great secret believe they already know what they're looking for. They're both wrong. Because the lowest-ranked student in the academy was never a charity case. He was built to decide whether Earth deserves to keep existing at all.

Benjamin was a nobody, a common scholarship student and an orphan with no support, he only had his girlfriend, the woman he gave everything to even when he had nothing. Their relationship was kept secret because Annabelle said she detested attention but during an excursion, she was shamelessly flirting with the school richest guy, Bryant a spoilt egoistic brat and when Benjamin confronted her gently, she felt embarrassed, like he was doing too much, like he was a pest disturbing her. And even when disaster struck, and Annabelle had the chance to save him, she left him to his death but Benjamin didn't die, choosing to protect a man that wasn't there when he was. But something mysterious happened to him afterwards.