My Irresistible Ex

How do you feel about life? Is it the purpose? Is it because everything must have a purpose? Explore the deep character of a creature, in search of the meaning of life. Commander Tatiana and her team explore the deepest parts of the Andromeda Galaxy. "From that moment, my existence became purposeless. I had no reason to exist. I started wandering around, going from one-star system to another without any objective. There were no directives in my command-level database so shutting myself down was impossible. I also could not simply jump into a star which would cause self-destruction because my self-preservation directive was still in place. So, my main objective became to observe the remaining organic species from a distance. Most organic species used to avoid me. I always threw a ping at the passing ships but as Yolin once said, it would be very “Organic” to be “afraid” of a 10km long sentient starship that has weapons which can destroy a planet. I however didn’t know the concept of fear. I had a directive not to harm organics, so I had to follow them. Fear is not in my database." Maybe you can find the deeper meaning of those words. What starts with a simple exploration journey, becomes something more.

Introvert!? Me!? The hell am I an introvert? I stay indoors all day because I am afraid of getting my butt kicked. Until I contract my beast, I won’t be walking freely. This is a promise I made to myself. My name is Ryder, and I am black-marked. The planet where I live is dominated by summoners. If you guessed it, then you are right—we contract beasts from the Astral Shadow Plain and summon them at will after successfully forming a contract. A mark appears on the left shoulder of every human after a period of maturity, a mark given by the beast that chooses you. There are five different types of marks—the brown, the orange, the red, the black, and lastly, the white. Of all the markings, I was marked black. I was chosen by a supreme demon monarch of the Astral Shadow Plain—the Dracogon. There was only a 0.5 percent chance for me to survive the contraction process. However, with a slight twist in the original outcome, contracting a creature from the black-marked plain was nothing compared to the catastrophe I caused shortly after—I opened a link between the beasts of the Astral Shadow Plain and the planet of humans, Terra. Everyone on my planet has been endangered because of me. The fact that no one knows when the link will trigger and cause a breach that pours mindless creatures into my world makes it all the more unsettling. Now, with no other choice, I have to find a way to resolve the mistake I made—alone, just like I caused it.

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

I thought all the good fortune had finally come to me. The people I thought were my saviors turned out to be imposters. My life was miserable and full of ugliness until a servant came to me and told me who I really was. Covenglory, a surname that could frighten others, and I used that name to make them feel what I felt before.

They call me Julian Mercer and I keep my head down because I learned the hard way that a name can be a target. I answered an ad for a rental and signed a paper I promised myself I’d never sign: a marriage contract. The job was simple — be the son-in-law for thirty days, take the money, be gone. The family needs a “son” to secure a heritage grant and I need the cash to buy a clean slate. What I didn’t plan for was the way Lila Ardmore looked at me like she already knew what I was hiding. Another thing I didn’t plan for was the ledger in an old piano and the way a neighbor called my mother’s name, and the knot in my gut that felt like an alarm the night someone tried to burn the past into ash. I came to act. I stayed to fix what I broke, and the longer I stayed the more I realized the man I was taught to be will not survive who I have to become. If you want my story, read it from where the dark starts.

There is one thing I have always been sure of. "If you make the wrong choice, then your life will be filled with dark clouds." Slandered, bullied, betrayed, threatened, is the hell that I always feel because I made the wrong choice. Words are "killing machines," and many people don't know that. "One word can destroy someone's life and one word can change someone." I even thought that sleeping is torture and waking up is the worst. In the past, I lost my temper and planned to kill myself. I like walking in an endless tunnel with emptiness and emptiness filling my heart. This is my broken story.

"You stopped being useful to me ever since that time! You couldn't even buy me a common Hermès Birkin bag. The 11th Lowry edition jewelry was my biggest fantasy back then! You couldn't get it for me. You made my friend steal the spotlight and buy it! You made her steal my shine! I hated you with all of my heart." Her face had turned red, flushed with hate. "It was such a big relief that you went to the prison. I was able to finally get rid of you." She chuckled as she stopped talking. Slade's ex-girlfriend, whom he had gone to prison for, yelled in his face. He had just caught her getting engaged to someone else, yet no remorse. Little did she know. The pushover ex-boyfriend she used to know died in the prison. The Slade standing in front of her is a new BEING! A god that all the powerful men cower before like cornered animals!!!

Mysterious portals began appearing all over the world, like giant black holes, ominous and foreboding, yet completely inert. No one knew what to do or how to react. Despite the confusion and curiosity, life went on as usual for years. But one day, an announcement changed everything. Pran was just a regular guy, but after being awakened and becoming a “Player” his life changed. He got everything he wanted. Or so he thought... At the moment of his death, he was overcome with regret, he wished he could do things differently. Suddenly, everything went dark. But then, he felt someone shake him up. Pran initially thought it was all a hallucination or his life flashing before his eyes. But soon, he realized that he had been given a second chance. He had reincarnated back to the day of his awakening. “This time it won’t be the same. This time I’ll do things differently and won't make the same mistakes. And anyone who tries to get in my way will have to suffer my wrath.” Join Pran on his thrilling journey as he ascends the Tower of Trials, a treacherous path filled with deadly challenges and unimaginable rewards. With each trial, he grows stronger and more determined to succeed. Nothing will stand in his way as he seeks to fulfill all his ambitions and reach the apex. [PS: This is my first time writing a novel, so it might not be very polished, but I will try my best to give you guys an interesting story. Also if you have any feedback about the story, do comment on it and let me know. Thank you!] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ⇒ Currently 3 Chapter Per Week ⇐ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ If you like my work you can support me and consider joining my community! https://linktr.ee/RogueKat -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I'm Daryn Coldwater. My normal life is boring and complicated. A few weeks ago, I got kidnapped and was taken to a magical academy. At first, I thought my dreams had come true, but it just turns out that I'm living a nightmare. Now, I'm stuck here, trying to learn magic while figuring out how to cope in the academy.

They called me a loser. They laughed when I got dumped in the rain. They thought my life was over. They were wrong. My name is Leo Vance. Twenty-four years old, junior analyst, three years of savings thrown away on an engagement ring my ex-girlfriend never wanted. The night she left me for Richard — the arrogant heir of my own company — something inside me broke. Or maybe something finally woke up. An old coin I bought at a flea market years ago cut my palm. Blood met metal. And then I heard it. **[Ding! Omni-Investment System activated.]** Now I see what nobody else can. Above every person, every object, every decision — glowing numbers. Investment return rates. Percentages. Exact outcomes. A beggar on the street? *Invest $50. Return: 10,000%.* A "worthless" painting at auction? *Hidden masterpiece. Return: 4,000%.* A quiet intern everyone ignores? *Key to destroying your enemy. Return: 5,000%.* I started with fifty dollars. Within a week, I had a million. Within a month, Richard was on his knees, his family's empire crumbling because of information only I could see. But money was just the beginning. The deeper I go, the more I realize this system doesn't just show financial returns. It shows martial secrets, ancient techniques, hidden powers buried in this city's underworld. The people who laughed at me? They're about to learn what happens when a nobody sees everything. I don't get angry. I don't beg. I invest. And I always collect.