Please Give Me The Pacifier

The President of The United States dies in the hands of his own men and reincarnates as one of the weakest being in another fantasy world where his life is always on the line in a body of a hated son of a sword family. "No magic, sword, or force will bring me down in this life... NOTHING!"

When my daughter, Lila Haye, was declared brain-dead, my wife, Emma Hayes, urged me to consent to organ donation. Consumed by sorrow and struggling to cope, I uncovered a devastating secret: Blake Thompson, Lila’s attending physician, was Emma’s ex-lover. They had lied about Lila’s true state to coerce me into signing the consent form, intending to save Blake’s own daughter, Sophia. The sight of Emma lovingly holding Sophia while appearing like a perfect family shattered me. In a rage, I confronted them, only to be pushed from a building, resulting in my death. However, I was mysteriously given another chance, finding myself back on the day of the consent signing. As I gazed at Lila lying in the hospital bed, I vowed silently that this time, I would ensure both Emma and Blake faced the consequences for their betrayal.

Edgar, a young slave, gets slapped into the creepy valley of vipers, a place of utter darkness. His failure to return might not end the world full of freakish cultivators, but it would mean Fabby, his elder sister, has to spend her slave life alone among smiling predators that threaten her life and honor. But how can a cripple and an inexperienced Edgar survive the fall, then climb the valley that not even the most heinous criminals of the world would choose for a hiding spot? Even if he somehow does, will he continue to live as a slave, or will he fight for his and his sister’s ‘freedom’- the word a slave never even dared to whisper and live another day? Will Edgar keep swimming in suffering, or will he sink his teeth into the sharks that surround the siblings? “One day, I’ll set up an inn, and people will call me the Lady Innkeeper Fabby!” said Fabby, with her pretty nose turned up a bit. “Sounds cool, but what about me?” the innocent younger brother, Edgar, pulled her skirt and asked while licking on tamarind candy. “You’ll be a waiter, of course,” she assured. “Eh? Waiter?" his cute little expression warped very fast. "No, I don’t want it.” “You won't be a regular waiter but the head waiter!” “Still, no,” he shook his little head a little too quickly. “Why don’t you be the head waitress, and I’ll be the innkeeper!” “Huh? Then what’s the point of me dreaming of becoming an innkeeper, you idiot!” she caught his ear for a good bit of twisting. "Ow, ow, ow!"

"I bind you evil demon away from this Demon Kingdom and you will die immediately you set out of this Kingdom" One of the chief Demon cursed him.... "Noooooo" I will be back to take revenge and take over the kingdom fully"Aatrox shouted before vanishing and his Demon and Human died immediately he passed through the portal ***In the human world*** "Aatrox,get away from me" Keda shouted "Your body is mine, Don't you get it"Aatrox replied angrily in her head " I won't let you use me"Keda shouted back before blacking out A/N: THIS IS A FICTION NOVEL HOW CAN DEMONS HAVE ACCESS TO A CATHOLIC SCHOOL? MYSTERY RIGHT? WELL THE SCHOOL WAS CREATED BY AN ANCIENT DEMON, LIKE SERIOUSLY HOW CAN A DEMON CREATE A CATHOLIC SCHOOL,THAT IS MYSTERY EVERYTHING ABOUT IT IS MYSTERY. THE SCHOOL HAS TWO FORBIDDEN AREA.

A hero must be compassionate, selfless and courageous. But that isn't all. Because a hero must also be powerful. In this world, power is everything. Strength decides who gets to save lives and who's left with community service. That’s why I was nothing — a rank 50 E-Class reject, skating through the streets, saving what little I could while the real heroes battled gods and monsters. Then one day, I died. Almost. Dragged into the abyss, I was given a second chance: the Forever Core. An armor that evolves. A system that never stops adapting. Every battle, every hit, every mistake, I come back stronger. Now, the monsters that once crushed me can’t kill me the same way twice. I must adapt. Evolve. I must grow stronger and fight harder. Because humanity is worth fighting for. Even if I have to burn every villain alive to prove it.

Lyon Nathaniel is a student of one of the richest school in sky city. Not that he merited it, he just happened to get a scholarship to study there. He didn't belong there, he was just a pauper, a nobody who got so lucky, but that was not the end of his story. He was bullied, mistreated and accused of killing his family by his biggest rival, Ethan Darlington. He lost everything and everyone he ever cared about. His parents, his only sister and his girlfriend. He also lost his health. Locked up in prison for a crime he didn't commit he was determined to give a well deserved revenge to those who looked down on him and stole everything from him. But can he do that when he his down with a chronic disorder? Can he do that when he has no money in his bank account? "Good day young master, I've finally found you" Maybe this is just the beginning of Lyon's story. Read on to see how a man that lost everything got back everything and more, how he made those who looked down on him regret everything they did. Now he is back, but this time, he is no longer the weakling he was once known for, he is now lord Lyon the one whose footsteps send chills to anyone who knew his true identity.

Zaiden's parents were killed when he was just 10 years old in a brutal attack, leaving him with nothing. Fueled by a desire for revenge, he pushed himself relentlessly in training, determined to grow stronger. Yet, this intense drive led him to strain his body beyond its limits—even as a young boy—and he went blind because of it. His family abandoned him, and he became a beggar, struggling through a haggard life. All the while, he desperately sought a cure for his blindness, but the final key was elusive: he needed tears of true love. However, love was something he never found. Every woman he met mocked him, dismissing his dreams—until one day, he received an unexpected call. "Your lord, we have awaited you all these years. We deserve punishment for taking so long." "Your lord, ten billion dollars is now in your account." Around this time, Zaiden met Cynthia, a blind woman with a modest and kind spirit. He resolved to protect her, to find a cure for her blindness as well as his own, and to give her the world—if only she could be the one to offer him the true love he needed to finally restore his sight. {This story has captivated millions of readers. Will you be one of them?}.

"Yes Daddy!" She groaned yet again as my palm hit her bottom for the sixth time. "That's good, I want to make your ass permanently red and you won't be able to sit down at work for days." I paused after the eighth spank and ran my palm over her reddening cheeks. "You have a lovely backside. I think I'm going to have to spank you quite often to keep you in check, and I'm looking forward to doing just that." **** Reincarnated... Yes I might have. System? No I didn't get that thing... But I got something better, a talent that let me make love with women and grow stronger! Watch me rise to power while building an army of women through the multiverse, parallel universes and beyond! For this is my calling!

I was born the third son of the empire's most powerful bloodline, destined to be nothing. No magic, no talent. Just a weakling, a stain on my family's name. My older brothers awakened powers that could shape kingdoms, while I was mocked, ignored, and treated as disposable, and in my family, weakness isn't forgiven. In my awakening ceremony, I nearly died, but the magic system changed my life forever! 'Forbidden System Detected. Condition Met: Host on Brink of Death. Initializing Evolution Protocol…' A power long sealed within the royal bloodline chose me, the powerless one. A system that feeds on my pain, breaks the limits of my body and soul, and evolves me beyond what this world allows. No magic? It will create one. No talent? It will forge one. No future? It will build one. I will become the one whom they have never seen coming!

I hated being locked up like a damsel in distress. Like I was some princess that needed constant protection, but deep down I was grateful. I was still struggling to summon my powers, so if I was attacked alone I would be defenseless. I understood why Valerian wanted me to stay confined within the walls of our home since there was a protection spell suffocating the entire atmosphere that surrounded it. But I was so bored. Valerian was not there to take me out and keep me occupied with his cocky smiles and quirky comments. The only thing I could think to do to pass the time was to take a stroll around the castle grounds. I exited out into the courtyard and walked past the beautiful wooden benches and vibrant trees. Roses of every colour confiscated the grounds and it was like I was walking through a rainbow. My fingertips caressed the petals and I inhaled the sweet scent of their exquisiteness as I walked through the trails. I was so mesmerized by the area that I didn’t realize where I was going. I gasped as I reached for the next rose in my path, and it crumbled from my touch. The rest of the walkway was filled with black and decayed roses that tumbled to the ground like ash from a horrible wildfire. My frightened eyes glared out into the distance as I realized the dead flowers led to a shadowy tunnel made from black brick. A sign barely dangling from a broken chain at the top of the entrance read ‘dungeon.’ My body cringed at the sight. This was the dark side of Valerian that I knew and wanted to avoid as much as possible.