Please Give Me The Pacifier

Crown Of The Forbidden Heir I was never meant to lead a kingdom,only to survive it. Born with forbidden magic and raised as a weapon, I spent my life hidden from the very world I was destined to rule. But when the Crown Prince dies and the throne falls into chaos, my name becomes the prophecy everyone fears. Hunted by kings, claimed by monsters, and bound to a power I struggle to control, I must rise not as a chosen savior… but as the new King they never saw coming. Because destiny didn’t make me a hero. It made me unstoppable.

I'm one out of none, believe me. The world, let's say it will end no matter what. Everything around us surely decompose, nor crumble as the time passes, yeah? However, do you know better than what I discover myself? One abandon the world, the like of you, this lifetime. For what? For the purpose of saving the life beyond, right? You sure find the end you've long for so long. The bitter...end. Why, you ask? Let me tell you why...I even share it to you. You even says we are not that close to begin with, so why...I'm doing this? I'm kind of debating whether you use euphoria, and actually tells me I'm some sort of a cult. That's why I have the question for you. Will you let me tell you the reason...or you already think I'm some sort of evil design to stop you? You know...the Myth, right? It's deep...within us.

You will regret it, if I live, I will reply to everything you do to me and my family. Remember my promise!

Julie’s expression hardened, her desperation transforming into a steely determination. "If you really love me, you would do this for me," she insisted. "You have nothing to lose, Jason. But for me, it means everything. My career, my future... It’s all at stake here." Jason Grey felt the weight of her words pressing down on him, a crushing pressure that made it hard to breathe. He loved Julie deeply, but the idea of sacrificing himself for her crime was unthinkable. "Julie, this is insane," he said, his voice strained. "You’re asking me to throw my life away for something you did. I can’t do that." After taking the fall for a crime his wife committed, Jason was released from prison after five years. Upon returning home, he found his wife in an intimate position with his best friend. Feeling betrayed and heartbroken, Jason confronted his wife, only for her to show no remorse and reveal her intention to divorce him. Just as everything seemed to be going wrong for Jason, he received a phone call from a woman who revealed his true identity: he was actually the son of the owner of a multi-billion-dollar enterprise, and his real name was Jason Tempest. Now, with a new identity and a renewed sense of purpose, Jason vowed to take revenge on his wife and best friend for their betrayal. However, he also needed to prove himself worthy and adapt to the cutthroat world of business.

Being the only son and a part of the richest and most powerful family man in the world was really something to look out for and considering the part of the comfort and recognition it brings makes it more amazing and interesting. I love the access my family's wealth and given me and everything but one thing i never liked about it is the fact that i can not go out as every other person without being noticed and attracting unnecessary attentions which made me not comfortable but thinking about the other part of being rich. I still want to be rich even in my next world.

My fantasy that evening was not a tranquil one. It was completely dark inside my head aside from the many air pockets drifting upwards with no sparkle or reflection, just dead circles. I was befuddled right away yet then, at that point, bigger air pockets gradually rose among the other, more modest ones and inside were pack mates. "You might turn into an omicron, or a pi, or far and away more terrible, an omega," I shuddered when I saw Draugluin's irate face as he counted down the positions as though my life's worth would as it were decline. «You want to be so presumptuous since you climbed in rank?" An air pocket of Draco's scowling face materialized with disdain filled eyes before he suddely vanished, passing on me without an opportunity to counter. "A powerless Xi like you," Another air pocket rose with Draugluin's pompous smile as he peered down on me. Stop I heard my powerless voice shout out among the vacant air pockets. "You are pointless as well," the rebel wolf chortled. "She would not fall back when she was told to," Lyall's enraged face frightened me. Lyall had never been so cross with me forthright where he'd place me down before Alpha however, that snapshot of selling out was agonizing yet not undeserving. It makes perfect sense to me, I yelled, however there was no reaction. "For what reason didn't you simply pass on it to the people," Auntie Mona had her arms crossed, a look of dismay all over.

Ryan was the adopted child of the Carter family but was hated by his foster mother. He went through a series of humiliations and maltreatment from his foster mother, which only worsened after she was finally able to conceive and have her own children. However, just before Mr. Carter's death, he discovered that Ryan was his legitimate child whom he had lost years ago in a flood. He also uncovered the truth that his wife had been deceiving him all along, and the children she gave birth to were not his, but rather his brother's. Unknown to him, his brother had been seeking revenge on him for years. Suddenly, Ryan's life brightened as Mr. Carter immediately willed his entire fortune to him. Now, it is time to give Mrs. Carter a taste of her own medicine. Will his foster mother accept this defeat or fight back?

Kane was fired. He was a banker but his account was bankrupt. All thanks to his extravagant wife, Juliana who leeches off his salary even before he receives it but he doesn't care. He loves her and that was all that matters so he could go any length to satisfy her. Thinking he was having a bad day, expensive cars pulled over beside him. “Mr. Kane, you're the heir of Everest consortiums.” A man announced. With the glee, he reached home to give his wife the shocking good news but he caught his wife entangled with his boss on their matrimonial bed. “I'm quitting this farce called marriage!" Juliana slammed a divorce paper on his chest. She left but didn't know she was the one at lost. But beneath status and power comes secrets and obstacles. Watch how Kane crumble all obstacles and make it stepping stones.

Dante Stormborn was unlucky. That’s all he ever saw himself as. In the year 2500, technology has risen to combat magic, and hierarchical systems are upturned. But Dante had no magic, and no money to get technology. Living in the lowest level in the City of Selene did nothing but remind him of why he was unlucky in the first place. Then, luck strikes. He gets an enticing offer that he can’t afford to refuse. But, it’s all a trap, and he’s broken and left for dead in a world he doesn’t recognize. In a world teeming with betrayal on every front, how do you know who to trust? Will he survive, or give up finally? In a world where magic clashes with technology, the world upturns itself. State against state, country against country, continent against continent. The corruption seeps into the fabric of the world, dyeing it red. Even the gods are not left out. Who’s left standing at the end?

Note below!!!!! This is the Return of I Am Kaelor Thane: The God Of War. Blurb: They call me an insane man, but they don't know what I've been through. I met the love of my life and she became the turning point of my life; I married her in the night and made it known to the world, no one messes with my woman. For years I was punished for the sin I didn't know and for the things I didn't do. After I spent years in a coma due to an accident planned by an unknown man, they kidnapped my wife a few weeks after our wedding and that betrayal forged me into the cruel, highly feared general I am now. I will burn and kill anyone who dares touch my family or cause me pain. I Am Calvin Luthor. I bring horror and terror. Save yourself first, because I won't be merciful. Mercy is for the weak; I only bring death and destruction.