Sad Eyes On My Block

I hear screams every time I close my eyes. And every time I open my eyes, I start a new life. How many times have I lived like this? How many times have I died and reborn… And how many different screams I woke up among the nightmares ?! ... Sometimes I wonder who the screams in my dreams belong to. The screams of the Dead Gods who have taken the liberty to be my enemy ? Or 'Innocent People' who made the mistake of loving me? ………........................................................................................................................... ElementA is a WebNovel in the style of Fantastic fiction-Light novel written by Tolunay Çelikbağ. ElementA is the work of the Turkey's first wuxia writer. It is the author's first long-term work. The average number of words in chapters is between 2200-2600. The story is mostly based on Martial arts, Sci-fi and Fantasy. * We will briefly watch our main character, Ren, strengthen and overcome many challenges. * Other names; Yuánsù - 元素 (Chinese) عنصر (Persian) элемента (Russian) * Genre: Action, Natural, Dance Arts, Fantasy, Adventure, Shounen, LightNovel -WebNovel * +16 * Not recommended for children under the age of 15, as there are no repetitive childish 'ecchi' scenes and absurd situations, but there are sexually explicit and unsuitable adult scenes for younger readers!

As they entered the grand foyer, Sonia felt overwhelmed by the opulence surrounding her. Crystal chandeliers hung from high ceilings, and priceless artwork adorned the walls. It was a far cry from the life she had known. Once they were alone in one of the spacious rooms, Tyler turned to Sonia. With gentle hands, he reached for her veil. "May I?" he asked softly. Sonia hesitated, her heart racing. After a moment, she nodded, closing her eyes as the veil fell away. "You're beautiful, Sonia," Tyler said, his voice filled with sincerity. Sonia's eyes flew open in surprise. "How can you say that? My face... it's..." "a part of who you are?," Tyler finished the sentence for her. "And you are beautiful." He paused, his expression growing serious. "Now, we need to take care of those injuries from earlier." "What do you mean?" Sonia asked....

They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade — my own sword, stolen during the battle — still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then...

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.”

Matthew stood there, trying to keep his emotions in check. "I did everything I could for you, Rachel. I sacrificed so much—" She cut him off with a bitter laugh. "Sacrificed? Please, you barely managed to keep up with my lifestyle. I had men lined up, rich, powerful men, who would’ve given me the world. And I turned them down for you. What a joke." Matthew’s hands clenched into fists at his sides. "I loved you, Rachel. I thought we were building a life together." Rachel smirked as she zipped up her designer bag. "Love doesn’t pay the bills, Matthew. Love doesn’t buy the things I want. And frankly, you just couldn’t keep up. So, I’m moving on—to someone who can." As she headed toward the door, she paused to deliver one final blow. "You’ll never be more than what you are right now—a pathetic, broke man with nothing to offer. Enjoy your sad little life, Matthew. I know I will." Matthew Donovan has always been underestimated. Betrayed by those closest to him and left with nothing, he discovers that his family’s exile is over, and he is the heir to a vast business empire. As Matthew steps into a life of luxury and influence, he faces new challenges, including a vengeful ex-girlfriend, her scheming brother, and a world of deceitful elites. But when a bomb explodes at a high-profile party meant to announce his return, Matthew realizes that his journey to reclaim his family's legacy is fraught with danger. With secrets unfolding and enemies lurking in the shadows, Matthew must navigate treacherous waters to protect what is his and uncover the truth behind the attack.

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.

Bruce is seen as trash in Mr Chase's family. His wife was involved in a hit and run and he asked his Father for help but he refused and his in-laws tried to blackmail to sign over any inheritance he got so they could help him ,but before he could get the money it was too late because his wife died. He was offered money and a Mansion to bury the investigation of his wife but he refused to take the money and wanted justice for his wife,his wicked in-laws kicked him out of the house because of his refusal to accept the money and his Father abandoned him. In his state of despair he promised to find whoever killed his wife no matter the cost and make them pay. ***Excerpt from the book*** "Why would you want to ruin my life?You have become a monster like your grandfather." Mr Chase yelled and I burst out laughing causing Mr Chase to back away. I stared him dead in the eyes,no trace of a smile on my face. "Father,I will become your nightmare if you don't tell me who killed my wife." I said my voice low and calm, void of any emotion.

"When I opened my eyes, I was... a mushroom?!" Yuno expected a second chance at life, but not like this! Reincarnated as a tiny fungus in a world where only the strong survive, he must navigate dungeons, evolve through the mysterious Mycelium System, and fight his way up the food chain. From surviving goblin ambushes to facing legendary warriors, Yuno embarks on a journey to uncover his true destiny. But as he grows stronger, so does the darkness lurking beneath Brave Mainland. Can a mere mushroom rise to become the world's greatest hero?

Lein must accept the fact as one of the humans with the most ridiculous deaths in the world! He is a professional game jockey. However, a crazy request from a rich customer made him push himself too hard. As a result, extreme exhaustion took his life. However, after he opened his eyes after his death; System, Potions, Kingdoms, Caves of Life, Koi fish! Game Malivic World is back to welcome it. "This world is none other than the Malivic World! The game that took my life!" Follow Lein's journey in a real game world.

"Don't underestimate me!" She growled, pressing the knife against his neck on their wedding night. "Don't mistake my kindness for my weakness." "You look so hot pinning me against the wall and the knife pressing me against my neck," he smirked. ˚ ༘✶ ⋆｡˚ ⁀➷ Weylin Turner, the vicious leader of the mafia organization 'The Black Panther' returned to England after fifteen years. At a party, he learned that his marriage was already fixed with the daughter of one of the most powerful mafia organizations in England. But on the day of the marriage, the bride didn't appear. To save his father's face, he immediately ordered his subordinates to find a bride for him. Suddenly his eyes fell on Garaine Jones, a cheerful caregiver at an orphanage. He couldn't help but take advantage of the situation. Finding her weakness, he compelled her to become his bride. To his surprise, she agreed to his terms and conditions easily. Little did he know that Garaine Jones wasn't some ordinary woman as he thought. She was something beyond his imagination. Did the predator himself become prey while chasing his fantasies?