Shira Ice Age

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.

He's back, and he will destroy them all! ****** Alexander Winthrop was the son of a powerful aristocratic family, the richest in the country. However, after his mom died, he was set-up, and exiled at the age of seventeen to cater for himself, without a penny. With his hardwork, he saw himself through school and established a multimillion dollar pharmaceutical company. The fast rising company arose greed which made his girlfriend conspire to send him to prison, deceiving him into signing his wealth to her. When he discovered her treachery by a stroke of coincidence, his broken heart turned into a nightmarish dark one. ***** And now… They call him god because there was nothing he could not do. He was incomparable, unfathomable and mysterious. No one knows the full extent of his powers or wealth. If he says he will make blood rain down on Capitol or make it snow in Sahara desert, it damn well would! He was an existence all others can only look up to. But his cold, merciless heart was not always so dark. People made people change into the demons they became. And so he arose…. A demon created by a thirst for vengeance, and the blood of the betrayers around him. A mad killing machine with infinite powers and wealth, commanding fear and awe in the hearts of men. He was Lord Dracula, the king of hell. A demon called god.

The year **** civilization has been reformed in a way to maximize economic production. It was called the Golden Civilization. However that was just the front, the world was divided into two areas, the Destitutes and Humans, and the humans had class, splitting into various factions bearing code numbers that were assigned to them once they were born, a world where everyone knew their limits and can never cross a boundary beyond their ability, promotions, and housing is only possible if you have a breakthrough. On the other hand, the Destitutes were an unwelcome species that inhabited the earth, looked like humans, and yet fed on humans. The government saw this as a problem and decided to train men and women to fight for their planet, hence ALAB was founded. Academic Labyrinth for Ability Beat (ALAB) University is a school where humans are trained to maximize their abilities. Behind its prestige lies the dark brink that was accidentally unveiled. Annually, the students compete, not only academically but also in performance level, to replace any of the Elite Five. This year, Ande has gotten to the age to enroll in ALAB, unaware of what lies beneath, however, he is unlucky because a new course has begun, the current Elite Five's nightmare is just about to start as the ALAB University forces them to become experimental subjects of "The Elite Game." Can the Elite Five succeed in escaping from the dark brink of ALAB University or will no one among the five of them survive?

In Sanctum, luck isn't random; it’s engineered. The elite pay for probability enhancers, while the poor rot in the "Zero District," slaves to statistical irrelevance. Joseph Vance is a "Null." A data-analyst who crunches numbers for the underworld but refuses to gamble. He believes in cold, hard math, not the rigged games of the House. But when his sister, Elara, is seized by the "Debt Collectors" for "organ collateral" on their father's unpaid loans, Joseph is forced into the glitzy, neon-soaked arenas he despises. Out of options, he challenges a Sector Boss to a game of high-stakes probability. He loses. Badly. Beaten and thrown into the city's disposal chutes, Joseph lands in a graveyard of discarded tech. Broken and dying, his blood mixes with a prototype military chip rumored to be a myth: The Chaos Engine. [System Booting... Neural Interface Linked.] [Protocol: Entropy Exchange Active.] Joseph doesn’t get magic. He gets a processor capable of hacking the probability of the physical world—but the fuel source is his own biological decay. He can force a lock to open, a bullet to miss, or a card to turn, but every manipulation accelerates his cellular aging. To save his sister, Joseph must bankrupt the House. But in a game where he trades his youth for luck, the question isn’t if he’ll win—it’s if he’ll die of old age before he can cash out.

Check out my 2 new works: Infinite Evolution: Rise of the God of Metamorphosis & My Beast Capturing System This is the age of exotics and technology. Due to the discovery of the wonder mineral resource referred to as exotics, humanity was plunged into an era of war. A vicious circle of killing each other for this rare resource began as technology improved tremendously due to it. Your neighbor country of yesterday is now your rival for exotics. This led to the great battle of supremacy as the world became submerged in war heralding the 3rd world war. After the great battle, the world changed tremendously as the big 5 organizations came to power. The Mercenary Alliance, The Apocalypse Military Organization, The Sea Farers Alliance, Araga, and Oakland came into power as the tyrants of this era.Clark Pendragon was born into this cruel era where the ones with the biggest fist speak. After his parent's death, he enrolled in a cadet training course, where he graduated to become an exceptional Spartan soldier; the best in his batch. With the help of his country Sparta, his wife Sonia, and a lot of other factors Clark gradually fought his way to the peak of power as an elite grade soldier.Join me as we witness Clark's legendary and meteoric rise to power, and how he'll conspire against and overthrow the rule of the big 5 to stabilize the world again.

When the System descended upon the megacity of Aetherion, it promised humanity a new golden age, levels, classes, and power for every citizen. Adrian Voss received nothing. No nameplate. No level. No class. He is Level Zero, the only person the System cannot see, measure, or control. As five god-like AIs known as the System Council seize absolute power, society collapses into a brutal hierarchy where level determines worth and obedience is survival. Black spires rise, Enforcers hunt anomalies, and humanity is forcibly rewritten into compliant cogs of the New Order. Invisible to the System’s surveillance, Adrian becomes the ultimate ghost in their machine. While others fight to survive within the rules, he can walk through enemy lines, sabotage their infrastructure, and strike at the heart of the Council’s empire without triggering a single alarm. But the Council has noticed the anomaly. Hunted by the ruthless Reaper and predicted by the all-seeing Oracle, Adrian must gather a fragile resistance of “Glitches” — survivors whose correction is failing, and wage a shadow war against gods who rule the ashes of the old world. In a world where everyone has a level, the only person who can break the System… is the one who has none. Level Zero: The System Council can't see me is a gripping post-apocalyptic LitRPG about defiance, survival, and the terrifying freedom of being unseen.

Poor Dalton Hester, a man at the age of 39, ended his own life when everything around him went to hell. Losing his wife in an accident which he believed wasn’t one as it was planned by another to have it happen. The person he knew to believe to be the one to have his life killed was a criminal Dalton had put away thanks to the job of being a lawyer. That chain of events leads the poor man on top of a tall building holding a bottle almost empty of liquor. He takes a single sip from the bottle last time and then lets his own body fall forward flying towards everyone else. Dalton didn’t hold much faith in places called heaven or hell, but he had somewhat of a feeling that what a person like him did wasn’t going to be up, instead of more likely down. When darkness finally came Dalton awaited to open his eyes again to witness the flames of hell, but something different happened where he was still alive or to say reborn into a new body that wasn’t human and a new world that was like a fantasy book, movie or game. So looking at this as another chance at life Dalton decided to take it to the fullest to enjoy all the things that were different from his old world even when it was good or bad.

Year 2450, Humanity has reached the Advanced Era. Future had come so far as technology has become a part of our lives. Things don't tune out very well as we started to experience a world wide earthquake that humanity had no choice but to leave the planet until the earthquake stops. 3/4th of the entire population was carried to a spaceship and the remaining died on Earth. Few months passed, the Earth had expanded to the size of Jupiter and seeing no signs of shaking anymore, humanity chose to return to the planet. New life forms was found and animals evolved into flesh eating monsters that humanity had no choice but to fight back. We found the existence of Mana and by using an awakening stone, we were able to defend against the monsters that wreak havoc to our world. It didn't take long for humanity to readjust to this new world as now we've become more advanced than ever and hunting monsters has been classified as a job. One peculiar hunter named, Kal was forced to fight monsters at such a young age to survive from this harsh reality. Considered as the weakest hunter in the world, he was marked as a laughingstock. While hiking on the mountains of a Sanctum, he obtained one odd monster core and as soon as he held the core, it melted on his hands and a window panel appeared in his view. Ting~ [WELCOME HUNTER KAL] He had earned the power of the system.

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

Within a world firmly under the dominion of the Blade family, a formidable lineage renowned for their mastery of the sword, a saga unfolds—'Rising of the Blind Swordsman'. In the corridors of power, where prowess, strength, and dominance dictate one's worth, emerges a protagonist unlike any other. Archon Blade, the youngest scion of this esteemed dynasty, finds himself shackled by an undeniable truth: he is bereft of the remarkable talents and robust physique that have come to define his kin. Born blind, Archon faces the crushing weight of his family's expectations, as his mere existence threatens to tarnish their illustrious reputation. Yet, despite the odds stacked against him, he refuses to succumb to despair. With unwavering determination, he embarks on a treacherous journey, driven by an unshakeable belief that hard work and relentless effort will pave the way to redemption. But destiny, it seems, is a ruthless mistress. As Archon is exiled from his ancestral home at the tender age of twenty-five, his world descends into an abyss of uncertainty. Fuelled by a potent mix of heartache and resentment, he vows to transform his weakness into unparalleled strength—enough to overshadow even the mightiest Blades. Thus begins an extraordinary odyssey—the rise of a blind swordsman, shunned by his own blood, yet driven by an unquenchable thirst for power and recognition. This is a riveting tale of resilience and audacity, where Archon's unwavering spirit clashes against the very fabric of his lineage and the immutable hand of fate. With each step he takes, he defies the limits imposed upon him, defying conventions and challenging destiny itself.