You're Still Mine

As the world went on as usual, with people working tirelessly to make ends meet, studying sleeplessly to be complimented, and partying endlessly like nothing could stop anyone, suddenly there was a strange explosion in the sky. It only took one day for this explosion to completely change and disrupt the normal balance of everyone's lives in the world. What some once dreamed of has already happened. Modern war broke out, there was discrimination that never ended, and new continents and countries emerged. Amidst the rapid evolution of mankind, there is one thing that still remains a mystery to everyone. Where exactly did the strange explosion begin? What is the reason for all this? Is it really God who is doing the work, or is everything just being played on purpose to destroy the world forever? Despite so many unanswered questions, there is a woman sitting quietly on the steps of a huge mansion. Little by little, every strand of her long, black hair is turning white. Suddenly, her eyes, which were once black, turned a bright golden color. She grinned mischievously and slumped as she rested her elbow on her knee. "Find me if you can. After all, no one really knows that I am number Ten. Come, I have all the answers."

He died a failure. Betrayed, broke, and bleeding out in a Brooklyn alley. Ethan Hayes had nothing—no money, no respect, no future. His fiancée cheated with his best friend. His boss fired him for refusing to break the law. His family called him worthless. At 34, a bullet ended his miserable existence. Then he woke up at 22. Senior year at NYU. Same betrayals looming. But this time, he's not alone. [REGRET REVERSAL SYSTEM ACTIVATED] "Host, you died like a side character. Want to rewrite the script and make them the punchline?" With a sarcastic AI system that rewards him for reversing past humiliations, Ethan gets a second chance—and he's taking everything. The startup his roommate stole? He'll build it first and crush him. The ex who cheated? She'll beg on her knees. The corrupt elites who stepped on him? They'll kneel before the king they created. From NYU dorms to Wall Street towers. From broke student to untouchable billionaire. Face-slaps. Revenge. Power. And the women who once rejected him? They're about to learn what they missed. New York won't know what hit it.

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.

Doran died a meaningless death, a weak-halo soldier impaled on a demon's blade. He died protecting his commander during the fall of Wall Iros. His last thought: Did my life matter? Then he woke up. Reincarnated as Soren Vail, the useless third son of a wealthy merchant, he's been thrown seven years into the past. The wall still stands. Commander Varris is alive. The demon hasn't attacked. And Soren's halo—still as stone when he was tested as a child is starting to grow. It shouldn't be possible. Now he has seven years. Seven years to train. Seven years to build a body that can fight. Would he fall a second time—or change the future?

“Anyone in there?” He asked about the hundredth time before he finally decided to push the door open.“Oh my God!” Tyler was shocked at what he saw. “This can't be true!” His eyes went wide as he saw his wife Elena in a tight embrace with a man who kissed her passionately with their tongues playing with each other, touching every inch of her body as she unbuckled his belt quickly.“What the hell?” Tyler asked with watery eyes.“What the fuck is going on here?” Tyler's jaw dropped, still in the shock of seeing Elena moaning to the touch of another man. He'd loved her with everything he had but it still wasn't enough to keep her loyal.

Stella Montez, who could hear the spirits. She hears it since her childhood and that makes her believe hearing them is normal, like they're just voices in her mind. Stella, Hannah and Jamie with their parents visits England for the death ceremony of their Grandfather who left a sumptuous Villa behind. Everyone was enchanted with the Villa except Stella as she hears whispers around at night and that is driving her crazy. Now that she realize that it isn't just voices and she has the ability to hear the spirits when they're around, she soon learns about the spirits trying to take over the place. Stella tries to figure out how to drive them away but she gets played with her mind by the spirits. The more she tries the more difficult & deadly it gets. Find out if Stella can survive the Endless Night. ━─┉┈◈❖◈┈┉─━

After the death of his father and the pathetic health impediment of his mother, Mark Austin is faced with the harsh certitudes that come with the obligations of manhood. His journey into the hourly-burly of hustling began after he was forced to sell the only home his father left behind to foot the bill of his mum at the hospital. He began working as a Chef in one of the topmost restaurants in Chicago. Regardless, while being paid peanuts he was shamefully treated, belittled, and abhorred. As a result of his adaptation to the life of luxury that he enjoyed when his father was still alive, the ill-treatment and discomfiture he received from those who came to eat at the restaurant came as a poultice on his face and this made the transition from his once naive personality to one backhanded and tough-skinned rapid. He now hated everyone in the whole world! Soon enough he was smiled upon by providence as he became the only dernier resort to the whereabouts of the wife of the wealthiest billionaire’s in Chicago after she was abducted by armed men What will be his rejoinder when he stands face to face with the same anonymous individuals who exterminated his dad? Will he feel elated when he is reimbursed for all his exertion and toils when he was offered as his wife the billionaire's daughter and half of the cities in Chicago? A new lease of life you might diagnose!

They have awaken an unstoppable force from the depths of the earth. A legend awakens. Before him lies the Garden of Life, vibrant and untouched by the chaotic desolation of his presence. The earth trembles, as if the very foundations of it existence sense : The Unrivalled One** ** The Counteract: A Man Unrivalled** This Novel, evolve around the enigmatic tale of Reed Redford, a sole survivor of the massacre Redford family. Left for dead, he was rescued by the patriarchs of the Harrison family and was secretly taken in. But fate had other plans - Reed vanished without a trace, only to reappear six years later. His return was sparked by a sinister force targeting his benefactor and a driving purpose to uncover his family extermination. Enraged and hell-bent on justice, Reed with a new profound strength shielded the Harrison family and swore a sacred oath before the ancestral grave of his parents: that was to avenge their brutal murders and restore his family's honor to it's former glory. Thus began his quests for justice and vengeance. Reed's strength, intellect, and heart were pushed beyond the limits as he navigated treacherous conspiracy and battles formidable foes. His love life also became a delicate balancing act, threatened by the very dangers he sought to overcome. To know what happen next, stay tuned. You're about to get yourself thrilled.

"Kneel and apologize to my father, or we're getting divorced!" Valentina snapped. Marco smiled coldly. "Good. Let's divorce." Five years. Five years of working himself to the bone, handing over every paycheck, feeding his wife's entire family, and loving a woman who had already chosen another man. When the apocalypse arrived, Marco sacrificed everything to keep them alive. He reinforced their home, found food, and protected them from monsters. Their reward? They tied him up, watched him bleed to death, and let his cheating wife walk away with her lover. But fate gave him another chance. Marco awakens 15 days before the apocalypse, armed with the Doomsday Shelter System and memories of the future. This time, he won't waste his kindness on traitors. He'll build the strongest fortress. Recruit the most powerful survivors. Claim unimaginable wealth before the world collapses. And when his ex-wife and the family who called him a worthless dog come begging for shelter... "Marco... please. Just let us in." He looks down from the walls of his fortress and smiles. "Didn't you say I was worthless?" "Then die outside my gate." In the new world, mercy is a luxury. And the Apocalypse King has none

They drowned him because a boy like him wasn't supposed to take up space. William Cedrick is twenty-five, still stuck in his fourth year of college, still wearing the same cracked glasses, still the punchline of every joke on campus. Orphaned, broke, and bullied since the day he set foot in university, he has learned to make himself small — smaller than his body, smaller than his grades, smaller than his own name. He has nothing. No parents. No money. No one, except a girl named Natasya who bandages his wounds and never asks him to be grateful for it. Then his tormentors throw him into the sea and hold him under until he stops fighting. William dies. And something else wakes up in his place. He returns with a new face, a new body, and a new mind — and a system only he can hear, one that turns every lie told against him into cold, hard cash. The uglier the lie, the richer he gets. The crueler the liar, the faster their world burns down. Nobody recognizes him. Nobody remembers the fat, awkward boy they killed. They only see a stranger — flawless, brilliant, untouchable — walking back into their lives like a debt collector who has finally come to collect. This is not a story about becoming someone new. This is a story about becoming exactly who he always should have been — and making every single one of them pay, one lie at a time.