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Second Life: Architect Of Chaos

If life were given to you a second time, would you still choose to remain ordinary? Would you quietly live out your days, unknown and insignificant, watching the world move forward without you? Or would you seize the opportunity to stand at its center and shape it with your own hands? He has already experienced a mediocre life once. He understands how easily a man can be overlooked, forgotten, erased by time. This time, he refuses to be small. Armed with the knowledge of a life already lived, he will not follow rules written by others. He will create his own laws and establish the order he desires. Power will not control him. He will control power. Wealth, influence, politics, and war will become stepping stones beneath his feet. A human life barely spans a century. If it is destined to burn out, then he will make sure it burns brilliantly enough to set the entire world ablaze. This is the rise of a man who will no longer accept insignificance and will stop at nothing to reach the top. • Check Volume 0: Auxiliary Volume For More Info. ------------- TL/N: MC is Extremely Ruthless This story contains major finance and economics elements that play a central role in the plot. If you enjoy strategic financial growth, economic manipulation, and calculated power plays, this book is for you. I'm translating and doing poison testing for this work so that it becomes readable and all credit goes to orignal Creator. Atleast read first 30-40 Chapters before deciding If You Like It Or Not! :) Additional Tags: #AlternateWorld #Antihero Protagonist #Apathetic Protagonist #Aristocracy #Army #Blackmail #Business management #Businessmen #Calm Protagonist #Cruel Characters #Economics #Military #Politics #Strategist #Poor to Rich
AnonymousWriter66 · 2.8k Views

THE DEVIL WE ARE CREATING

We all froze. Silence. Everything went quiet. People's eyes moved to one another, confused. Kellan and I's gaze shifted from each other and moved to the DJ who was looking confused himself. I frowned. “What happened?” Kellan shrugged. “Maybe the DJ stopped it.” Then something shiny began to fall from the ceiling. Glitter. We stared at each other as the glitter rained from the rafters. Thousands of silver flecks catching every strobe flash, sticking to skin and hair, and the sudden stillness. Everyone cheered at first, thinking it was part of the show. But I felt…. This feeling was not good. I looked up. “Wow… this is… ” But the lights began to flicker. And a dark, creepy music crept in. The crowd stopped cheering. People looked at each other, whispering. Where was this song coming from? I knew the song that was playing. It was Royalty by Egzod, Maestro Chives, and Neoni. The same song I used to blast in my room with the windows down. Now it sounded wrong, like nails on bone. I flinched. Kellan’s hands shot out and closed around my wrist. Something lay at our feet- glitter-dust, unmoving. Long dark hair fanned across the wood. A thin red line circled her throat. I gasped. “What was that?” Someone screamed. John pushed through the crowd, shouting, “Cierra! Cierra!” He dropped to his knees beside her. “No, no, no! Baby, wake up!” My hands covered my mouth. “Oh my God… It’s Cierra.” Ava thought everything would go according to plan. Date Kellan, use him and finally get her life back. But she spoke too soon. Because in the dark, someone wanted nothing but their suffering. Their pain. Their tears. Someone wanted revenge. And whoever it was, was more than human. The devil!!!! Welcome to a game of survival, supernatural activities, never ending twist, and dark battles.
Author_Hannah · 1.8k Views

The Mafia King’s Hacker Bride

"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? ⚠️WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn
Balishba · 179.7k Views