Rwby White Rose

Synopsis Working from dusk to dawn became a daily routine for a meager salary earner like Donald. Being able to pay his school bills and support his girlfriend was his main purpose of taking these jobs. However, things turn sour after seeing his girlfriend, Shawn, with another man who could provide everything she needed at one go, unlike him. The tables turn quickly, lifting Donald to the top and making him the secret successor due to the help of the black Kaka'ri bracelet. Working from dusk to dawn became a daily routine for a meager salary earner like Donald. Being able to pay his school bills and support his girlfriend was his main purpose of taking these jobs. Things turn sour after seeing his girlfriend, Shawn, with another man who could provide everything she needed at one go, unlike him. The tables turn quickly, lifting Donald to the top with the Black Kakari's system! A 23-year-old short haired and tanned skin student, who tried to stand on his own after being abandoned by his foster parents. His calm and welcoming attitude paves way for him among employers, but gets him kicked in the ass by his girlfriend, Shawn Dexter. Shawn Dexter; An ambitious 20-year-old student, blonde, and average in height. Doing anything to get and have money was all she cared about. Jayden Wood; Jayden is Shawn's 25-year-old super rich replacement for the incompetent Donald. Born into a rich family, Jayden was spoiled rotten, with no regard or respect for anyone. Mrs. Churchill; An average white haired woman in her 50s. Donald's landlady and one of those people who would do everything to milk him dry. Mr. Jamie; A pot-bellied man in his mid-forties, Donald's grumpy boss and the owner of Chills place. Estimated total chapters; 200 Words per chapter; 1000

"Mother," I opened my eyes. Everything around me is a haze. I gazed at the candlelight. It was wobbling from side to side. I noticed a woman seated near me, but everything was fuzzy. I heard a voice unexpectedly. It was a woman's voice, echoing in my ear. She was singing a low-toned lullaby. "Mother, is it you?" I heard my name, "Maxilin, I am here." "Mother," I said with a tremble in my voice. I have no idea what's wrong with me. I reached out cautiously to touch her, but she was out of my reach. "Where are you, mother?" "Oh, my beloved, try to hold me, come here, " "Mother," Maxilin tried to stand up, but he was too weak. Maxi narrowed his eyes in an effort to see her face clearly, but he couldn't because everything was fuzzy. A woman in a white outfit moved in front of his sight. Maxi took a few steps forward while still gripping the chair. "Mother, don't leave," he murmured, dizzily. As he said, he saw in his fuzzy vision that someone had opened the door. "Mother, please don't leave me," Maxilin pleaded. He let go of the chair's hold and dashed behind her. "Mother, don't leave me. Wait." In his frail state, he shouted and followed her. "Huf". In the middle of his path, he stopped. "Mother, you've left me here alone," "Maxi," he heard the voice unexpectedly. Maxi glanced up and looked around. It's all clear now, but he's stuck in the midst of the woods. He gazed up at the sky. A giant moon was staring at him, and a horde of deadly, voracious creatures were roaring around him. "Son," someone touched his shoulder, he looked back, saw a terrifying creature standing in front of him. "Hello, dear."

For four years, Pervis Howard was the perfect victim. A human blood bank for his wife's "best friend's brother." A walking ATM for Anna's designer lifestyle. A doormat who apologized for breathing too loudly. When Anna needed Noah's monthly transfusion, Pervis rolled up his sleeve. When Noah needed a place to "recover," Pervis gave up his bed. When Anna wanted to humiliate him in public, Pervis smiled and took it. But every dog has its day. After catching his wife in bed with her precious Noah, after being locked in a basement like an animal, after watching his dying grandmother thrown into the street—Pervis Howard died. In his place rose something far more dangerous: the lost heir to the Coleman octomillionaire empire. Three adopted sisters spent fifteen years searching for him. Three brilliant women raised with one mission: find the Coleman family's missing son. When Aria finally tracked down the broken man in that hospital bed, she didn't just save his life—she awakened a sleeping giant. Now the blood bank has become a war chest worth $800 million. Now the doormat commands armies of lawyers, doctors, and enforcers. Now the pathetic husband owns the very hospital where his wife plays Florence Nightingale. Now three lethal sisters stand ready to help him burn down everyone who ever wronged him. Anna wanted a divorce? She'll get papers served by federal agents. Noah needed medical care? He'll get it—on the battlefield as a combat medic. They wanted Pervis gone? They should have killed him when they had the chance. Because when an Zillionaire heir and God of War decides to collect his debts—with three vengeful sisters at his side—bankruptcy is just the beginning.