Steal My Heart

Introvert!? Me!? The hell am I an introvert? I stay indoors all day because I am afraid of getting my butt kicked. Until I contract my beast, I won’t be walking freely. This is a promise I made to myself. My name is Ryder, and I am black-marked. The planet where I live is dominated by summoners. If you guessed it, then you are right—we contract beasts from the Astral Shadow Plain and summon them at will after successfully forming a contract. A mark appears on the left shoulder of every human after a period of maturity, a mark given by the beast that chooses you. There are five different types of marks—the brown, the orange, the red, the black, and lastly, the white. Of all the markings, I was marked black. I was chosen by a supreme demon monarch of the Astral Shadow Plain—the Dracogon. There was only a 0.5 percent chance for me to survive the contraction process. However, with a slight twist in the original outcome, contracting a creature from the black-marked plain was nothing compared to the catastrophe I caused shortly after—I opened a link between the beasts of the Astral Shadow Plain and the planet of humans, Terra. Everyone on my planet has been endangered because of me. The fact that no one knows when the link will trigger and cause a breach that pours mindless creatures into my world makes it all the more unsettling. Now, with no other choice, I have to find a way to resolve the mistake I made—alone, just like I caused it.

There is one thing I have always been sure of. "If you make the wrong choice, then your life will be filled with dark clouds." Slandered, bullied, betrayed, threatened, is the hell that I always feel because I made the wrong choice. Words are "killing machines," and many people don't know that. "One word can destroy someone's life and one word can change someone." I even thought that sleeping is torture and waking up is the worst. In the past, I lost my temper and planned to kill myself. I like walking in an endless tunnel with emptiness and emptiness filling my heart. This is my broken story.

I thought all the good fortune had finally come to me. The people I thought were my saviors turned out to be imposters. My life was miserable and full of ugliness until a servant came to me and told me who I really was. Covenglory, a surname that could frighten others, and I used that name to make them feel what I felt before.

Clay Willis is surviving by a miracle and firmly believes that she has exhausted every bad luck in this life and her next two. She is working multiple jobs,her landlord is always after her,the evil kid from the bar is trying to get her fired and her sister has a bad heart, she is positive , nothing can go wrong again. But,once again life chooses to shock her when she finds out that her sister's health has suddenly deteriorated and the cost of a new heart is about as high as the cost of a life. She goes to a family she hates and they request for just that,a life in exchange for her sister's heart. If Clay plays the game well,she might get her life and her sister's back but if she does not,she dies and her sister follows.

Mysterious portals began appearing all over the world, like giant black holes, ominous and foreboding, yet completely inert. No one knew what to do or how to react. Despite the confusion and curiosity, life went on as usual for years. But one day, an announcement changed everything. Pran was just a regular guy, but after being awakened and becoming a “Player” his life changed. He got everything he wanted. Or so he thought... At the moment of his death, he was overcome with regret, he wished he could do things differently. Suddenly, everything went dark. But then, he felt someone shake him up. Pran initially thought it was all a hallucination or his life flashing before his eyes. But soon, he realized that he had been given a second chance. He had reincarnated back to the day of his awakening. “This time it won’t be the same. This time I’ll do things differently and won't make the same mistakes. And anyone who tries to get in my way will have to suffer my wrath.” Join Pran on his thrilling journey as he ascends the Tower of Trials, a treacherous path filled with deadly challenges and unimaginable rewards. With each trial, he grows stronger and more determined to succeed. Nothing will stand in his way as he seeks to fulfill all his ambitions and reach the apex. [PS: This is my first time writing a novel, so it might not be very polished, but I will try my best to give you guys an interesting story. Also if you have any feedback about the story, do comment on it and let me know. Thank you!] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ⇒ Currently 3 Chapter Per Week ⇐ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ If you like my work you can support me and consider joining my community! https://linktr.ee/RogueKat -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------

For three years, I was nothing more than her janitor husband. She sneered at me, her family spat on me, and in the end, she shoved divorce papers into my hands and walked away with another man. But the world didn’t know the truth. I wasn’t just Alexander the nobody. I am Alexanderiel Warrick—the lost Centimillionaire King. At the bank, they laughed—until they saw the endless zeroes in my account. At the gala, her new lover bid eight million. I said, “Twenty-five.” The room went silent. Now elites bow. Women admire. And my ex-wife? She drowns in regret, watching the man she discarded rule the world she always dreamed of. “Alexander, please… I was wrong.” “Too late, Lila. The janitor you mocked is now the King you’ll never touch again.”

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship candidate, Christopher Wesley is dead; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. When Vanessa begins to get calls from an unknown person wanting money he claims Christopher had stolen, Alaric has no choice but to accept that their killer is yet to be found. He is determined to get to the bottom of this case and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for Vanessa.

He is the sole survivor of a massacre, the king of mercenaries. Following his master's orders, he returns to his homeland to become the personal bodyguard of a cold-hearted CEO, stirring up a storm of blood and chaos. Simple and direct is my way of doing things, and my life motto is to fight if you disagree. Watch how a generation's king of soldiers dominates the city and writes his own legendary tale of passion and heroism!

They called me a loser. They laughed when I got dumped in the rain. They thought my life was over. They were wrong. My name is Leo Vance. Twenty-four years old, junior analyst, three years of savings thrown away on an engagement ring my ex-girlfriend never wanted. The night she left me for Richard — the arrogant heir of my own company — something inside me broke. Or maybe something finally woke up. An old coin I bought at a flea market years ago cut my palm. Blood met metal. And then I heard it. **[Ding! Omni-Investment System activated.]** Now I see what nobody else can. Above every person, every object, every decision — glowing numbers. Investment return rates. Percentages. Exact outcomes. A beggar on the street? *Invest $50. Return: 10,000%.* A "worthless" painting at auction? *Hidden masterpiece. Return: 4,000%.* A quiet intern everyone ignores? *Key to destroying your enemy. Return: 5,000%.* I started with fifty dollars. Within a week, I had a million. Within a month, Richard was on his knees, his family's empire crumbling because of information only I could see. But money was just the beginning. The deeper I go, the more I realize this system doesn't just show financial returns. It shows martial secrets, ancient techniques, hidden powers buried in this city's underworld. The people who laughed at me? They're about to learn what happens when a nobody sees everything. I don't get angry. I don't beg. I invest. And I always collect.

I reincarnated into a harem game that my best friend loved, my past memories are of a young gay man that was killed tragically by a drunk driver. I am now Yuki Aikyo a young aristocrat in the Romance Fantasy ++ universe. Follow me as I try and find romantic capture targets, avoid the pitfalls of pretty women and try to make it to high school.