Latrell On My Block

The event: an unforeseen cataclysm which wiped out all of life leaving but a fraction… So they say, but I know the truth, even though I'm uncertain of how it really happened. I can't seem to remember much. Compared to when i first awoken, 50 years ago, even if it's a fraction I'd call it progress. Over 200 years has passed since the event and I'm trying to find the answer to how this place came to be. I know it's not going to be easy and you can guarantee I'm going to fall into some unwanted predicaments. My goal: return it to the time before even if it takes destroying this world. To do that i think i have to find the one who cursed me and stole my memories... What i truly am, I'm yet to find out, and how I plunge the world into its current state. Author's note: I know my synopsis sucks but pls bear with me.

My name is Ronin. I'm a freelancer, and I love reading novels. However, I never thought I would die due to the extreme frustration I experienced after reading a novel called "Savior of Mankind." Yes, you heard me right. I died due to extreme frustration after reading that terrible "Savior of Mankind" novel. After I died, I woke up in the form of a sword and realized that I couldn't do anything in this state. Then, a light in the shape of a human appeared in front of me and said, "As for your last wishes, I am going to reincarnate you in a parallel world that is completely based on the novel that caused your death." "But wait, what are my last wishes? Why am I reincarnated as a sword? Why are you sending me to that terrible planet based on the awful novel that led to my death?" shouted the consciousness of Ronin, which resided inside the sword. What will the human-shaped light do before sending the sword to that parallel world? What will the sword do after it enters that parallel world?

Transmigrated unknowingly, I found myself to be blessed by the goddess of luck, But Too bad. The luck didn’t last long... Shackled to the duties of a hero that is destined to be die in battle and.. Who gets his everything stolen by the ‘protagonist’ of the story… Is this my punishment, for asking the author to.. “ Please pity the Heroes!” As my blood boiled in anger, I decided. No matter the plot, no matter the reason If I live to see the next day, I will give the author such a gruesome death, even The Lord of Hell will shrivel up in fright. But first, I have to kill the Protagonist…

They broke me, but I conquered… After my father sent me and my mom away for being worthless to him, I met her–Diana, the one woman that showed me what true love was after Mom passed on. But shortly after everything, after Mia was born, she left for another man, still repeating how I was useless. But everything changed when I met her, the one woman with a pure heart. However, family secrets won't stay down forever. When old lies and family drama threaten to destroy everything, will love break me or make me?

Alton has lost everything in his life and at the bitter end of his life he was given a chance to wish for one thing. See as Alton right his wrongs and take revenge on the people who were against him in his first time at life. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hi everyone first I would like to thank you for reading and as this is my first book so I would love it if guys comment or you could message me directly so I can improve my writing and thus deliver better work. Thank you. Join the discord server: https://discord.gg/tRSbK2b22k

If one day you've got superpowers, what would you do? Showing prowess and dominating the world? Do as you wish, get whatever you need, becoming popular and wealthy? Enjoying the lap of luxury and having a lot of beautiful women? It could be said that I Was lucky. I and my two classmates got superpowers by accident. Of course, I was delighted. I knew I could do as powerful things and dominate the whole neighbourhood. And even the whole city. But it's that what a superhuman should do? I learnt something very important concerning being a superhuman. It changed my mindset.

‘Life is cruel’, Such a saying can be applied to Bin, who’s a youth diagnosed with a strange terminal illness. He passes every day working various odd jobs to support himself and earn enough money for his young sister after his imminent death. However, his life gets turned upside down when he meets Jasmine Lemore, a girl hailing from a very rich family. "I've come for my money, but since you can't pay, I'll have you become my loyal servant. You have no right to refuse!"

On our third wedding anniversary, I lit candles, cooked her favorite meal, and waited. She said she was working late. I went to surprise her. Instead, I found my wife walking into a hotel with another man—laughing, kissing—while I stood in the street like a fool. That night, I filed for divorce. The next day, her lover shoved me into traffic. The car should have killed me. Instead, I woke up with a power I can’t explain—five frozen seconds where the world stands still, and only I can move. Five seconds to expose a lie. Five seconds to ruin an enemy. Five seconds to make them choke on every ounce of humiliation they gave me. They took my love, my trust, and the life I built. Now I’m taking everything from them—slow enough that they’ll see it coming, and fast enough they can’t stop it. She betrayed me. They tried to bury me. But I’m not the man they remember. I’m the man they’ll regret ever crossing.

I saw a small figure of a young boy running away from us in the distance.A wolf stood in the boy's shadow.However, this wolf was enormous.It had a head as big as a bear's and stood five feet tall at the top of the hump. It had pale grey fur.The boy was being chased by a worg, not a wolf.The boy had a good lead, but the massive worg's strides would quickly reduce that lead.In a split second, I made up my mind.I made a hasty dash for the boy.Lisa was also moving quickly, and she was following me.However, looking back, she faltered.I was aware that she has not yet regained her strength.Regardless, I turned back to the boy who was still running straight at me and said, "This way!Come to me!The young man gave me a nod and fled as quickly as he could.However, I was aware that the boy would be overtaken by the worg before I could even miss him by a few feet.I raised my arm back and pulled out my hatchet.Duck!”I let the hatchet fly as soon as the boy fell.

The last strand of patience I had snapped into shreds when she chose her ex-lover’s son over our dying daughter. Now she paraded around smiling, flaunting him like a trophy, while I was left with nothing but the cold, lifeless body of my child. This wasn’t about hurt anymore. It wasn’t even about pain. She’d stolen a soul from me — and she would feel every atom of what I felt, and more. “I want a divorce.” “That’s not happening. You and I are in this together,” she screeched, eyes boring into mine, searching for the man who always bent to her will. “You will sign the papers,” I said, every word a quiet stone. “Make me!” I stepped closer. My hand closed at her throat — delicate, trembling under my grip — and forced her to meet me. “Sign the papers,” I whispered, voice low and cold. “Or I’ll make you suffer so that even our daughter hears your screams from six feet under.”