Teenager

He was a sixteen year old minor accused of a crime. In a bid to escape, he encounters death and suddenly wakes up in the body of a 26 year old mafia who is dreaded by all and had four powerful women tailing on him! At first, he never liked the character he was to play but as long as it would keep him from the clutches of those after him, he was fine by that. However, he had to act like an adult which he wasn't even up to yet! How would he keep up to this character? Mostly the fact that he wasn't meant to fall in love for reasons unknown!

Description: Moving past the death of his only friend and teacher. Orb heads into the world to find a way to die happy and fulfilled. Though the boy who lives in the present carries the weight of something that lived in the past. A curse, a blessing, a legacy. The story of those who carry things they should never have had to, and the choices of their lives which affect them and the world as a whole. Three chapters a week. link to cover artist: https://www.fiverr.com/winda_chu?source=inbox  Usually, somewhere between 2000 and 3000 words per chapter. Notice: This will be a long, long story, so it will be a slow burn for at least the first two arcs. But if you are interested in a long, wide-ranging story, I hope you will read. Notice 2: I will be fixing the grammar of the chapter within my story, around 5 per day, starting from 25/05/2025. I have heard the grammar in the earlier chapter has been an issue for many, and admittedly, I have always sucked at that aspect, which I have gotten a lot better at over the years, so I will be redoing that. Logs and other special chapters are not included in this five-chapter count. Notice 3: All corrections are done.

Since Kyle wanted more information, he was curious as to why Jareth was changing the subject.Consequently, you implied that I can and will use magic.How can you be sure?” "It comes with your title and is in your blood.Despite the fact that it has been suppressed for such a lengthy period of time, it is still present.It is one of the reasons why you must immediately begin training.It will help when you guarantee who you genuinely are.Those who don't know who they are don't like magic. "You talk about it as if it were alive." “It is.Magic is alive and well.Although we can learn to work with it, we will never truly have control over it.We can believe that it is within us and allowed it to direct us.At some point, you will have to say who you really are, and when you do, I imagine you will be a powerful magician. To this, Kyle had no idea what to say.Kyle discovered that he longed for what he had left behind because everything was so strange and new.He thought of many things that would be comforting as they rode on.He envisioned being before the warm fire in Danin and Jane's home.He found that he wanted warm bread and butter that was just made in Jane's kitchen.He recalled Katniss's supple hand and how it felt in his.When she gave him a kiss, he remembered how supple her lips were on his cheek.He nodded off for a split second, felt his eyes close, and almost fell off his horse, he caught himself.

At seven, my father returned with his mistress and my half-brother, who was only a few weeks older than me. Under my mother's grief-stricken and despairing eyes, my father ruthlessly kicked us out. I always knew that my father wanted a supernaturally awakened and talented heir, however, I didn't fit the bill because I couldn't awaken any special talents and didn't show outstanding academic abilities. Moreover, my uncles and aunts were eyeing my father's position, eager to overthrow him and take his place. Competitors also harbored ill intentions towards our family, watching my father like a hawk. In this treacherous situation, my father rekindled his relationship with his mistress, the second daughter of a noble family from the Royal City. Finally, my father no longer concealed his pre-marital affair. After making it public, he brought his mistress and her talented son back home to replace my mother and me. To survive, my mother had no choice but to take me into hiding, changing our identities and fleeing to a remote town to escape their grasp and settle down. What my father didn't know was that I didn't lack talent; my talent was simply too strong, requiring an immense amount of energy to awaken, energy that my weak seven-year-old self couldn't handle. Eleven years later, I had grown up and finally awakened my superlative talent, becoming a renowned genius in the remote town. I never thought about going back to confront my father or seeking revenge on his mistress because they weren't worth my mother's and my time! My mother and I are doing well now. I believe with my talent and effort, our lives will only get better. However, I overestimated the goodness in people, and underestimated their malice!

In a grim world defined by the tyranny of five Blood Houses, Jon and his Outlander mercenaries, The Shattered Fang, survive by stealing, fighting, and relying on his impossible gift: Perfect Mimicry. But when their youngest sister, Mercy, is kidnapped and forced to be the prophetic weapon of the zealot House Orsaan, the Fang is thrust into an impossible quest to save their family. As the continent fractures into all-out war pitting kings against priests and assassins against warlords Jon's power unexpectedly draws the attention of every faction. His ability to mimic and master the sacred Blood Gifts of the Houses is not just a talent; it is an anomaly that threatens the very foundation of their control. Hunted by the immortal fanatic Valthorn and the desperate Hollow Legion, Jon must confront the true, terrifying origin of his power a heritage that the Houses committed genocide to bury before the war, the secret of his lineage, and his own desperate quest to save his sister tear their world apart.

Whether it is a fairy tale or truth, no one has ever captured one or come close to having physical contact with one. Some say it is just a myth of tired Good Knights meant to uplift their team’s spirit, so they do not worry too much. It was primarily meant to lifts the spirits of single males in hopes that they would find these beautiful women. Others say it is the work of magicians working for the Evil Knights trying to trick the Good Knights, to lead them away from their team, and kill them. The truth is, no one truly knows.

This is a story of a boy, Grey Eugene, who when he was little, made a decision to waken up, after almost being kidnapped due to his social status and face the reality of his situation head on by becoming strong enough. He lived through the decision with a determined mind and even managed to form a petty gang in his young middle school years. Due to his overconfidence, he made a terrible mistake, which led to the loss of a beloved comrade and friend. Such traumatic experience, made him to change his decision into running away from such harsh fate and live a quiet and ordinary life. Despite that, his fate came back to haunt him as he was now in his high school years. His fate came as an accusation of him being a murderer, which unfortunately, was a result of being caught up in-between the rivalry of two great business group, unknowingly. This was similar to what led to his kidnap and he had no option anymore than to make one last decision to change his mistaken fate. Now, does he go back into facing his fate which comes like waves to him, or, does he keep on running away from it?

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.

Richard Amore Kyle was a young man who was ostracised by his parents and had no friends.It spends its days full of insults on the part of the people around it.Just Liana, an older sister who may be a place to blow off steam.He was born differently, with all the upsides and downsides of the Other World.Friends are willing and unwilling to be friends with him.He was alone all the time, yes, because he was used to it.Not rarely seen as a monster, so much that he was alive.

After years of renouncing his heritage and connection to voodoo, Sam Ethol, a fifteen-year-old is haunted by a mysterious voodoo practitioner that killed his father and multiple citizens of New Orleans. Through his journey to master the mystical arts, he finds many of his loved ones being targeted by strange mystical creatures. To stop these sadistic monsters, Sam joins a group of spellcasters who teach him how to properly use his magic to defend those he holds dear. The tribe warns Sam that as a member of their team, he must be willing to stop the mysterious voodooist who has claimed the lives of so many people even if it results in killing them. In time, Sam learns that the voodooist believed to be responsible for the killings is his estranged mother who has escaped from the local asylum. Will Sam be forced to take the life of the same woman who gave it to him?