We Best Love: No. 1 For You

Zevian Rook had three things going for him: a scholarship to an elite university, $173 in his bank account, and absolutely no ambition to impress anyone. Then a System appeared. [Daily Check-In System successfully activated.] "Cliche." [...] "Can I fly?" [No.] "Heat vision?" [No.] "Then what's the point?" Apparently offended by its own uselessness, the System forcibly upgraded itself. [HEAVEN DEFYING SYSTEM activated!] Its first legendary reward? A nut. Zevian ate it. He probably should have read the description first. The next morning, his glasses stopped working, his body looked like it had been sculpted by an overenthusiastic god, and his supposedly ordinary university life went straight to hell. Rich heirs want to humiliate him. Campus beauties keep approaching him. A gorgeous senior secretly has thirty days to make him fall in love and break his heart. Unfortunately for her, Zevian is more interested in the free meals. And while everyone mistakes his indifference for cowardice, nobody realizes that beneath Zevian's easygoing smile is a man who simply doesn't care about money, status, reputation... or giving arrogant people the reaction they want. Cars? Nice. Mansions? Convenient. Beautiful women? He has eyes. Insult him? Go ahead. Touch someone he cares about? That's when Zevian stops smiling. From a broke scholarship student to a despised son-in-law, from a supposedly useless orphan to the hidden heir of a terrifying family, Zevian will slowly discover that wealth is only the surface of his world. Beyond it lies martial arts, hidden powers, forgotten bloodlines... and the truth behind a System arrogant enough to call itself Heaven Defying. Zevian only has one question. "Can I fly yet?" [NO!]

In a world ruled by the Universal System, low-level user Kian is heartbroken when Elena, his childhood love and the Federation’s prodigy, rejects their fated Compatibility Score to marry the heroic Marcus. After Marcus is kidnapped, Kian’s Power Level surges, and he becomes Elena’s second-chance partner. Despite their cold marriage, they grow closer, and Elena becomes pregnant. When Marcus returns with a shocking claim, Kian divorces Elena to protect her, only to discover Marcus’s betrayal and a plot against the Federation. Defeating Marcus, Kian secures the Federation but loses Elena. Six years later, Kian finds Elena with four children and his former best friend, Darius, now his enemy. As secrets unravel, Kian must fight to win back the love he thought he’d lost forever.

"You are nothing to me. I have never wanted you, neither will I accept you now.  Go, I never want to see you again. If I do, I may not be able to hold back from killing you with my own hands." Dean watched his father say to him. Raised by his grandmother, Dean Connor had a hard life until he graduated from college, proposed to his sweetheart, and planned to start a big business. But one night, everything changed. He ended up in jail for a murder charge, with no one to support him, not even his fiancee or grandmother. Also, he only has three years to live. Will he escape this nightmare and take revenge on all his enemies or will he perish as a loser?

'Waah......waaah' My baby was crying tremendously and here I was thinking what was happening there. "It's ok child .Everything is going to be alright, The bitter seeds that I have sowed .I would not let you cut them in my instead ,that's my promise to you" Suddenly the horse slipped and I fell to the ground with my child intact. I mumble to myself "Is this what we call karma but still I must protect you .I Immediately left the horse and tearing the magic scroll .I whispered 'The Catholic Temple' "Bring that child to me," said Patricia, the Highest priest in rank. As he holds my child with care in both hands a question arises in his mind "What name do you like to give him? He is your son. It's wise if you give him a name." . I took a last glimpse afterwards,I turned my back against him before murmuring with an uneven heart."I always desire to call him Ryaniar ." I have been running Goddess. I have been running a lot from my destiny till my sister to the handmaiden. Everybody has been sacrificed against my bad fortune .It even did not let the white witch unstained. So how come I dared to fantasise a future that's very bricks was served by uncountable baits. If you are reading this letter then . At least I can entrust his safety to you. Please save my child in this life. Your deceased Isabella Facebook: https://m.facebook.com/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/mint_malimilkain10001/

“lin, by marrying into my family, you’re living a matrilocal life. Not only do you have to abide by the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, you also have to cut connections with your family!” “That’s your own sister, so why should we spend our money to save her?” “Hmph, are you saying that it concerns a human life? What is your sister’s life worth? The Walters are a worthless family. Otherwise, why did you choose to be a live-in son-in-law here?” While Lin Walter rushing to the hospital, the mocking voices from Alima Bekerly his wife’s, family kept echoing in his ears as he was recalling them from memory…

"What happened is, you are nothing but a poor and wretched husband, I was stupid leaving my wealthy family to marry a scumbag like you, and now I am an outcast from my own family because of you" Hannah blasted. "But I thought we loved each other" "Yes. I did, but you're not worth it, you can't take good care of me Marcus. I mean look at my skin, it's all dark and filled with spots, one year with you was more than hell. And I'm comfortable with my new job, and I'm earning more than you can ever afford" she abused. When this happens to you, when your wife cheated on you and felt no remorse, when she rejected you in public. There's only one thing to do. Be rich Follow Marcus on his epic journey towards retribution.

Warren made to speak but just then the MC got the stage, officially welcoming everyone to the gala. Just then Lady Williams joins them. Surprised couldn't describe what she felt seeing Warren at the gala. “What's he doing here?” She asked. “We’re just as shocked as you are grandma,” Troy said. “Don't stand close to us. I don’t want anyone thinking we are actually associated with a commoner like you,” Laurel said. Soon they were interrupted by the loud voice from the speaker. “...Please welcome on stage, the host of tonight's gala and newly appointed CEO of Sterling Heights, Warren Easton.” Loud cheers and applauses erupted immediately. Warren made his way to the front and stood until the noise died down. His eyes squarely on the Williams family. He watched as their faces switched from the looks of confusion to realisation to that of surprise. He had them where he wanted them. Bingo.

I'm one out of none, believe me. The world, let's say it will end no matter what. Everything around us surely decompose, nor crumble as the time passes, yeah? However, do you know better than what I discover myself? One abandon the world, the like of you, this lifetime. For what? For the purpose of saving the life beyond, right? You sure find the end you've long for so long. The bitter...end. Why, you ask? Let me tell you why...I even share it to you. You even says we are not that close to begin with, so why...I'm doing this? I'm kind of debating whether you use euphoria, and actually tells me I'm some sort of a cult. That's why I have the question for you. Will you let me tell you the reason...or you already think I'm some sort of evil design to stop you? You know...the Myth, right? It's deep...within us.

Would you believe it if your best friend told you that he has been living in the world for four hundred years? What is the reason for this - a wonderful gift, which he acquired at a terrible price and continues to pay for it to this day? That he was familiar with Catherine de Medici, Stefan Batory, Nostradamus? That's what I didn't believe at first. But he told me such details that I could not help thinking: what if this is true?

As you know, angels are at the head of the good mortal world, and demons rule the ball in hell.  But the angels are not as kind as the people of the church have always made them out to be.  The human race is not so important to them. And now, in their wars for our souls, they have completely forgotten about us.  But people like me don't consider themselves to be ordinary people.  We live twice, and sometimes three times more than ordinary people are allowed to live.  Our society is called the priests of Ultima.  That's all we want to tell about our world... P.s I don't publishing here anymore!