Sad Eyes On My Block

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.

"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."

“Anyone in there?” He asked about the hundredth time before he finally decided to push the door open.“Oh my God!” Tyler was shocked at what he saw. “This can't be true!” His eyes went wide as he saw his wife Elena in a tight embrace with a man who kissed her passionately with their tongues playing with each other, touching every inch of her body as she unbuckled his belt quickly.“What the hell?” Tyler asked with watery eyes.“What the fuck is going on here?” Tyler's jaw dropped, still in the shock of seeing Elena moaning to the touch of another man. He'd loved her with everything he had but it still wasn't enough to keep her loyal.

"Ethan, oh Ethan, don't think too highly of your self, you are nothing but a blood donor. You are just a useless piece of trash, do you think you deserve to be my husband? Ha dream on!" Daphne scoffed and spat in disgust. After many years of serving your wife and inlaw like a slave, you found out you were nothing but just a blood donor. You were just a piece of shit in the eyes of your in-laws and wife. What would you do if you suddenly become rich. Will you accept your wife back? Will you still donate blood for your mother in law who was the verge of death. Join me as we go through the journey with Ethan Willow the once useless son in law.

Antonio De Isquierda, a definition of poor and hardworking gentlemen who work as a waiter at a restaurant named Guisseppe. Also, he attended a fashion technology class during the morning. To make ends meet, he usually juggles his schedules, a student and a waiter. He tried to work hard not only for himself but also for his girlfriend. One day, Antonio got fired from his waiter job in the restaurant, he only had a few dollars left in his pocket, and had a promise to buy her girlfriend a birthday gift. Sad, alone and rags, he went to the store, bought the said gift and worst, he went to his girlfriend’s condo and perceived that his dear girlfriend cheated on him. Devastated, he didn’t lash out. He didn’t feel the rage but the emptiness succumbed to him; as if the universe wanted to make him like a loser and unlucky. The universe always has its ways to make him unlucky. Or does the universe try to test him if he can make it? Or maybe the universe is trying to make it hard for him because he is bound to do something greater? Or maybe, he is something greater and richer? But, a phone call changed his life and this would be the life he always wanted.

“ Let me introduce; This is Benedict Edward, my boyfriend and baby...” she introduced the guy before pointing at Griffin “ and this is Griffin Wright, well... I don’t know how to introduce him to you because he was always a fool and a nobody.” She explained and laughed shyly while the guy nodded his head. “ What?” Griffin exclaimed. He couldn’t believe his ears! Benedict Edward cleared his throat and sized Griffin up, secretly mocking his cheap clothes “ Oh! This is that loser guy you always tell me about, right?” He asked and Charlotte nodded. He also nodded with a smile before taking a step forward and he stretched his hands forward as if he wanted to shake hands with Griffin but he immediately withdrew the hand and cleaned it with his napkin ~ “ I can’t afford to dirty my hand by touching you, sorry. “ He said sarcastically and turned to face Charlotte. “ When did all these start? We’ve been together for 6 years and all we showed each other was love. Why this?” Griffin questioned with his eyes red and sad.

Takumi Asano, a painter from Kyoto, Japan, had copied tens of thousands of Vincent van Gogh's oil paintings. One day, he traveled through time to Arles, a small town in Provence, France, just before Christmas in 1888. It could be said to be time travel, or rather, arriving in a parallel universe. There, he became Marcel Duval, a 20-year-old local "chimney boy". Right in front of him unfolded one of the most famous tragedies in art history: the impoverished and down-and-out Van Gogh, holding a razor, was pointing it at his left ear! — "Mr. Van Gogh! Put down the razor!" — "Tell Armand... I'll cut off my ear and give it to him right away!" Was there actually an untold secret behind Van Gogh's ear-severing incident? — "Keep it, and it will bring you more and greater works!" — "You're absolutely crazy! Who are you?" — "I'm your top-tier manager!" Years later, the Parisian art circle had undergone earth-shattering changes. Van Gogh, who had grown into a great master, no longer had darkness in his eyes: "Marcel, it really was a good idea to keep my ear. Without you, none of this would have been possible!" Takumi Asano, once a lowly copyist trapped in drudgery, had now become Marcel, the world's "Godfather of Art". He smiled and raised his glass: "Come to my Provence manor this summer. I've planted a vast sunflower field—tens of thousands of mu—just for you... By the way, would you like to see my new paintings?" 【Time-Travel Redemption + Underdog's Rise + Rewriting History】! Click to read, and join Van Gogh in defying fate to turn the tide, lighting up the stars on the canvas!

Ryan Wilder is secretly married to Violet Crowne, a rising star with the beauty of a Goddess. The bad news? Violet hates him. Her family also treats him like a scum and humiliates him for fun. To make it worse, Violet cheats on him, too. It's a big combo for a life that feels like hell. Then, something unbelievable happens. Peeep! [You have been chosen as TEETS's Potential Host.] [Please state your goal.] 'I want revenge.' [Congratulations!] [Now, you have become TEETS' Host.] TEETS, short for Terribly Excellent Emperor-Training System, will grant him superpower abilities if he completes the missions it gives. [A new mission received!] [Face-slapping Son-in-Law: Acquire $100.000.000 in 24 hours.] [Ability Reward: Unlimited Balance Lvl 1.] [Description: Allow Host to buy everything via online transaction.] Slowly but surely, Ryan becomes a powerful figure with his eyes set on revenge. However, when he is enjoying life and setting his revenge on everyone who had wronged him, his past catches up with him. "My son," the wealthiest man in the States said, "I want you to go home with me and be my successor." Ryan wonders if his life could get any worse.

Jay, a 30-year-old man, lived a life everyone envied—the CEO’s only son, the life of every party, the very picture of confidence. But behind the laughter was a man unloved by his own blood. When he was kidnapped, tortured, and left broken, Jay thought his suffering had reached its end. But fate wasn’t done with him yet. On the night he escaped—bleeding, desperate, and driving for his life—a crash ended it all. Until he opened his eyes again. Reborn as a younger version of himself in a world where titles, bloodlines, and destinies intertwine, Jay no longer seeks fame or perfection. This time, he just wants to live honestly—to be accepted and loved for who he truly is. But fate whispers something impossible: “Prince, you’re special… you were born to have two mates.” One kneels before him, saying, “I don’t swing both sides… but if it’s you, my prince—” The other gazes up, trembling, “My prince… please, let me carry your child.” In this second life, will Jay—the Omega Prince—finally receive the love he was denied in his past? Or will destiny once again turn love into tragedy?

Bang! The door was kicked open from the outside and three policemen came in holding guns. “What's happening?” Bruce had never been so confused in his entire life. The police ignored his question as they walked towards him, pointing the guns straight at him as one of them said “Don't try to do anything funny Mr Bruce Ortiz, do not move an inch.” “Hey I don't know what I did, what did I do?” Bruce looked around as though he could see an explanation of this written on the wall somewhere. “Mr Bruce Ortiz, you're under arrest for the theft of $750,000!” “What!” Bruce's eyes opened in shock “What the hell are y'all talking about? I've never stolen anybody's money in my life.”