What Did Aphmau Do

He didn't understand. Neither did he even get a grasp of it. All he could remember that there was a flash of lightning that came out of nowhere, and now he woke up in a mysterious room. Confused by this development, he tried to get out of that room; but before he even took a step out, the candle flickered slightly as the sliding door swung open. There was a man stood before him. The man quirked an eyebrow and asked. "Where do you think you're going, Haruka?" WARNING Contains boy x boy Mature themes Angst

Drachoid Oz was an orphan since he was 6 years old. He have a guarantor and name is Syilendar Eva. Drachoid Oz is a person who really loves magic, but he is not loved by magic. he did not know this because his guarantor refused to tell him that he couldn't do magic since he was little. Eva trick him that magic could only be learned when he was 12 years old. When he was thrown out by his guarantor. He found a new family in the village on Death Wood. Will he be able to survive in this magical world?

The youthful prodigy of the Alliance, the Necromancer Kyo the Deathweaver, is dead. But he was not slain by the illness that haunted him. Killed mercilessly by a traitor to the alliance he had sworn himself to, during a war between that same Alliance and the corrupt dogs of the Maburh Empire. He died for nothing, but he did so valiantly. Another youth taken by war. So why is it that he is awoken, 50 years later? Why is it that he finds a world where the Alliance lost and the traitor that slew him is hailed as a Hero? Why is it that he finds a world that does not remember his name? That won't do. That won't do at all.

Only after getting poisoned by his girlfriend did Ernest find that he had wasted his life on the wrong path, sacrificing just to be betrayed. Lying in his own blood puddle, Ernest just wished to have another chance, and he would do whatever to survive. A system called Ultimate Survival System had heard his wish. Ernest survived from the poison. And from then on, Ernest started his new journey—spending money to gain more days to live, or… earning 100,000 USD to exchange 1 living day. But it wasn't the only thing Ernest had to face….

“How could you Jack, how could you bring such disgrace to me and my family?” Jack’s wife berated him after setting him up with drugs. “Move it, you asshole!” The corrupt cops bundled Jack into their van and took him away. For days, Jack was beaten and tortured for something he did not do, until he was finally tricked into signing his divorce papers. His in-laws rejoiced greatly. They had sent their live-in son-in-law to prison, an ordinary Jack Bolton, but when he came out and reunited with his estranged family, he became their nemesis, THE UNSTOPPABLE JACK BOLTON.

On the day Jamie lost his mother to cancer, he also lost his only accommodation and his girlfriend. Years of torture, humiliation and servitude from his stepfather and stepbrothers, Jamie was nothing more than a miserable bastard to the Reynolds, one they so desperately needed to do away with. His mother’s death was their perfect opportunity as his stepfather evicted him from his house, abused him and his dead mother publicly, and ordered the doctor to sell her corpse to organ harvesters. His stepbrothers made a spectacle of him and his dead mother, treating them as though they were worse than animals. And to crown their hall of humiliation, they took his girlfriend and cost him his job. With everything lost, there was nothing to live for anymore. Jamie owed the hospital over $100,000 and his boss over the same amount. His life was at risk, his existence was meaningless, and everything was set against him… Except for a sudden alert of $10,000,000,000 and a call from the world’s richest and most powerful man, claiming to be his grandfather. Jamie wasn’t a bastard after all; he had a family—a rich and powerful family at that—and he was their rightful heir. With a net worth of tens of trillions of dollars and the power to shut down the world with the snap of his finger… What fate awaits all those who did him wrong? What end has he destined for those who mocked his dead mother and her dignity? What was in the heart of the trillionaire for those who made his life hell and paraded their measly change over him? Revenge is best served cold…Or whatever temperature the Rich and Powerful Jamie Ashford wants!

In the small town of Maplewood, a series of grisly murders occur once a month, leaving the community in a state of terror. No one was ready face the fear and find out what was on until a new sheriff was appointment. Tom, the transfered sheriff was hellbent of finding out the why's and how! He was left to fight to his battles and his team were bunch of betrayal and unfaithful members. Tom was in dilemma of a broken home and a lost work. What will he do? How will he do it? Find out in this novel

Zhang Xing Zhe was the only son of the Xiang and Liu couple, they were a great warrior couple who were sect leaders in Hua San Mountain. In contrast to his parents, although Zhang Xing Zhe was descended from great warriors, he was completely incapable of martial arts. Zhang Xing Zhe was raised by his three uncles, who deliberately did not introduce Zhang Xing Zhe to martial arts because they knew that one day, the only son who would be sent to carry on the sect in Hua San Mountain would be the one to carry on the sect. If Zhang Xing Zhe could do martial arts, their chance to control the sect would be wiped out. his struggle all this time to gain the power of the sect would be in vain. At the age of fourteen, Zhang Xing Zhe chose to travel in search of a teacher, as he could no longer bear the insults from his three uncles. Since that incident, Zhang Xing Zhe promised himself that he would return to his three uncles with a great change. In order to continue the sect that his parents had founded, Zhang Xing Zhe was desperate to find a teacher to train him. But his journey was not easy, as his every step was followed by his uncle's bodyguards who forced him to return home. But fortunately, a young man named Jin Long helped him avoid the bodyguards. "Thank you, uncle. What can I do to repay this favor?" "If you can't defend yourself, it's better not to go out alone!" "Sorry, uncle, I actually want to find a martial arts teacher;" "I want to prove to them that I'm not as weak as they think. I'll come back with a big change that will leave them dumbfounded!"

Can you keep a secret? Lorenzo undergoes every kind of physical abuse and humiliation that one could imagine. His wife ‘Bianca’ was a heartless monster that craved his death. After a catastrophic accident that left him crippled and disabled, Lorenzo spent a year in a coma. However, his unhealthiness was not enough reason For Bianca And His Mindless in-laws to treat him right. For Bianca, A poor husband was too much to handle, but a poor and disabled husband was more than enough to handle. Humiliated, Starved, Betrayed and Beaten to death, they took delight in his suffering. Neither did they know that there are two sides of Lorenzo, a secret that nobody knows. He has sworn to turn the tables, no matter how long it takes, To make them pay for his suffer became his biggest desire, but what is the true identity of this man? Did they just judge a book by its cover? They have underestimated the wrong man! “And the never saw it coming….”

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]