Teenager

Alpha the Mafia billionaire had his own military East gate city had resources like oil gold and base having well equipped militarily he sieged East gate city and took over the government using the iron fist rule Jack live with his mother he saw how people suffered from the governance of the Alpha mafia billionaire he used to hear about the werewolves kingdom with supernatural powers he approached his mother his mother advice him to go to Joshua his grand mother without wasting time he rushed through the militant guarding the city to Joshua Joshua gave him a secret on how to become werewolf by using a black cloth he did as instructed and become a werewolf and rushed to werewolves kingdom king Moses helped the sieged city and destroyed the Alpha the billionaire mafia

I took aim after cautiously emerging from behind the foliage and pulling back on my father's bow.When I thought about bringing Bambi back to my sister, I gave myself the tiniest grin because, at least from the tan fur to the strange, forking horns, it resembled the animal in my mother's stories.That was all I thought it had been, a story, up until this point.Yet, fantasy or not, the monster would end up being a truly necessary wellspring of food.

I've never wanted this life for myself—this life filled with perils and evil. It's like a dream I can never escape from—a dream which I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to wish for this kind of life—the life where you don't have a choice over anything—the life where you're bound by your deepest desires. I never wanted to enter into the supernatural world. I never wanted to come across the Crimsones[1], Lycanthropes[2], demons and the rest. I never wanted to be involved in anything pertaining to the dark and supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all—to escape from fate. I never knew I would be pulled into this mess, becoming one of those dark creatures which roam about in the ungodly night. I never wanted to be a merciless predator who was also a prey to another predator (what a food chain!). But all is good. No matter what I shall not alli myself to degenerate into a heartless monster who only knew how to tear flesh, spill blood and break bones. I cannot allow my desires to pull me down. I cannot be corrupted by the abyss! My name is Daniel Stark and what I'm about to tell you is a real life horror. I don't know what you call horror or romance or fa Intasy but this story I'm about to tell you, you need to listen attentively and not miss a bit of information. This is my story—one beginning with pain.

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?

Roosevelt despite being a rich young mistress does not like to associate with other people labelling her as a weirdo and other stuff. Her life is already hard as it is with parents that only seem to care about work and money, then the apocalypse begins. There in the apocalypse, she meets a group of teenagers who are not ready to get bitten. Join them on their quest to survive the apocalypse...!!!

She woke up one day - beaten and near death - with no memory whatsoever. Now, 16-year-old Anna Tucker is beginning life anew with her adopted family in rural Nebraska, but dealing with crushes and bullies in school is the least of her problems. When she begins to experience mysterious spasms that demonstrate unnatural abilities, Anna soon finds herself in the crossfire of a relentless government organization whose deadly soldiers will stop at nothing to find her, and the truth of her past and her powers may finally reveal itself - ordinary teenage girl, or super-advanced killing machine?

A hundred and sixty years after the dragon bloods attacked the earth and a mysterious stone shattered, granting humans abilities, Mason Blackwood is one of the few to not have awakened abilities. But after a night of being chased by neo-thieves and falling off a cliff, Mason unlocks the demon system, allowing him to grow strong as he unlocks more skills. And through the system, he discovers that a second war is coming. A war between the humans and dragon bloods and one that might perhaps wipe out the entire human race. And this time around, he might be the only one who can stop it.

Seventeen years old and just starting his senior year at a new school in a new town. Beau Hayes, was looking forward to a normal life and doing things like making friends, getting a job, graduating, looking for colleges and finding a relationship. Unfortunately for Beau, a single night turns everything around. Waking up in the dead of night feeling different with new abilities and a hunger he had never felt before, Beau must now learn about his new transformation. He must undergo many trials to survive an ongoing war in a new word, avoid the vampiric council's radar after being illegally created, and find his creator to uncover the truth behind his creation. He was in for the time of his life, but not the time he expected nor wanted.

"Crackle, crackle, crackle!" "pah, pah, pah" "Hello, do you copy?" "Hello, do you copy, this is Major Skibrusky asking for backup, do you copy?" A blond middle-aged man with a curled mustache and full modern military garb chatted into his walky talky. Apart from five other troops who continued to shoot bullets into the horizon in front of them, all the other hundreds of bodies visible in various postures and locations were lifeless corpses. This devastating scene isn't just happening in this city alone, it is happening all round the world in every continent. How did the world come to be this way? , against whom were they fighting? … All of this devastation was caused by a very familiar occurrence known as alien invasion, a concept that we play with, write novels about, and even film about.

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.