Multiple Pov Twists

A story of a soldier who dies in a war and wakes up a few hours before he dies with a system to change the outcome of the war.

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.”

As the remaining bloodline of the most unmatched lineage of magicians, Magi and Cian thrive and hide in the current society by becoming hired by all sorts of people for money. With overbearing power, came an extreme caution towards their own actions. However, whenever they move, they wear their mask to hide their identities, becoming known to all by the name, 'Twin Magicians.'

Richmond a young rich playboy of Lewis medical school, involuntarily saves a girl from drowning at a pool, who happened to be the new transfer student on Scholarship he's fond of bullying, Anna. Slowly, they overcome their difference and evade each other's emotions and love blazes from the flickers. Meanwhile, Victor the son of the wealthiest man in the west hates the idea of seeing his love interest, Anna with his rival, Richmond and hatches a plan to separate them and keep Anna for himself. Out of sheer jealousy, Victor pulls off a stunt that renders Richmond's family at his mercy. Now it's left for Richmond to either choose the love of his life, or let his family crumble at Victor's feet.

"Kill them all...Burn it down..." Those are the words I heard echoing in my head ever since the day I woke up in Lorelei. The voice sounds familiar. I've heard it before. But would it be crazy if I said it sounded like me? Would it be crazy...if I said i remembered dying? Utterly rediculous. To repeat the same thing over and over, expecting a different result while changing absolutely nothing. I was the son of a Duke and a commoner in a foreign land. Through pain and suffering, I somehow managed to marry a beautiful Princess of that land. You know...after my father got eaten by a dragon. And after being locked in a dungeon and tortured by her insane sister... But none of that matters now. Because my world lies in ruins. Everyone I've ever known is dead. All except my beloved, who stands to protect me with her shield. But I don't mean to say that things have been destroyed... What I mean, is much simpler. Avernia is gone. Gone forever. Lost to the plague I called 'The Black Ooze'. But I'll avenge it. I'll kill the one responsibke for massacring my family and destroying my world. They'll regret having made an enemy out of me. Because the sword I wield is called Vengeance. The Overseer sword. The Omni-Weapon. No matter the cost...I will have vengeance. I'll kill them all. I'll burn everything down. Author's note: I sincerely hope you enjoy my work, but keep in mind that I am my own editor and I don't see everything. there might still be a few errors. Sorry! This is an original work.

Without the bloodline of ancient mystical beasts flowing in your veins you can't be regarded as a true cultivator, as with only a bloodline could you possess a dsntian to cultivate. But the inquisitive part of humans lead to several undlying paths been discovered leading to dantians been forceful carved. Even with this, bloodlines still stood at the peak of power, and the rest of the world were meant to eat from their crumbles but what if a path that could defer this chain was what our protagonist, an handsome lad with flowing white hair decided to tread. The path of the sword and Bloodline.... ############ The cover of this book is not really mine, i found it on a site that offers free book covers

‘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!"

"STAND UP YOU MORON!". yelled the space trooper. Rogers groaned with pain. He stood up and with all his weight dived on the space trooper, he didn't know what he was even thinking but somehow the trooper had already lost balance and his gun fallen from his hands. Rogers kicked him in the groins and then with a penknife stabbed him in the temples. The trooper was silent. Rogers thought for a moment maybe he was dead. He wanted to check for his breathing but common with space troopers they always had their helmet on. Rogers proceeded to dislodge the helmet, he was familiar with the technicalities. The battle was still ongoing, he was hearing gunfires afar off, he had checked his attacker pulse, the man was as good as dead. Rogers retrieve his penknife and put it back into his pockets. He was tired and weak to the bones, pains that ran through his stomach made him nauseated. He wanted to vomit. He stared at the sky that has turned with haze and ash, he thought when will all this wars be over, it has been a decade and the galaxies had been at war. He was from Megma, but the people from Metoris and Xival had been their enemies. Aquaris was their ally, and Infact the aquaria have been their supporters from time immemorial. The bone of contention was Resmore, the planets all wanted Resmore for its minerals and diamonds. News had it that the main villain Lord Firemetal and his counterpart Aruma each of them from Metoris and Xival had always wanted to dominate the planet Resmore, then comes the DROIDs from Entexx a place found in Aquaris, who always help them in fighting each battle they went. Their opponents have space droids too.

Eli Turner was the invisible kid at Crestwood High. Skinny, quiet, and always buried in books, he was the prime target for bullies. Every day, he was shoved into lockers, laughed at in the cafeteria, and humiliated in the classroom. No one cared that he was a genius. No one cared that he had dreams. Least of all, Amelia Rhodes—the girl he once dared to admire from afar. The queen bee of Crestwood. She smiled at him once, and he thought maybe, just maybe, she was different. But that hope was shattered when she dumped a milkshake on his head during prom night, laughing with the rest of the crowd. "You're just a loser, Eli. Always have been, always will be," she spat, heels clicking away as the crowd jeered. Broken and humiliated, Eli almost gave up. Until the email arrived. "Welcome, Elijah Turner. You have unlocked your inheritance. The Turner Foundation and all its holdings are now yours." In disbelief, he opened the account. $250 million. Access to top private mentors, global influence, and a tech empire under his control. Now, Eli is returning—but not as the bullied nerd. This time, he’s the prodigy they never saw coming. With a new name, a sharpened edge, and the power to bring his enemies to their knees. Amelia will choke on her laughter. The bullies will bow. And Crestwood will never forget the day Eli Turner rewrote his story. Will Eli seek vengeance, or redemption?

Allen had nothing. Mocked by in-laws. No memory of his childhood. Tossed about by his boss like a stray dog. It was as if life itself was determined to break him. But he kept going until the night his wife slid a divorce letter across the table and called him a burden. That night, everything crumbled. But every end births a new beginning. That same night, Allen received a call: he was the heir to a trillion-dollar consortium. He didn’t believe it—until the next morning, when a convoy of sleek black exotic cars rolled up to his curb. Mens in a tailored suit stepped out, bowed low, and chorused before him, “Sir, it’s time to return.” In a heartbeat, Allen’s world flipped. He was the last bloodline of an ancient and ultra-powerful consortium. In mere days, Allen is pulled into a world of power beyond imagination: Power... Mansions... Wealth, of course but the kind that can alter stock markets with a single whisper. Influence strong enough to make presidents pause. The same world that once spat on him now knelt at his feet. But power comes with a cost. There are enemies who wanted him dead before and hated the fact that he's back— Powerful men who believe it is a mistake to leave such power in the hands of someone as his. But Allen isn’t just back for the showoff. He’s back to make whoever destroyed his family pay. He is no longer the forgotten man. He is Allen Penthorne, heir to a trillion-dollar empire. And this time, he decides who rises and who falls. And this time, he'll make them all pay!