From Thug To Idol Transmigrating To A Survival Show Novels & Stories

“Years ago, I discovered that our father, Alpha Gregory, had faked his death. He took over Feral Fury Pack by kidnapping Uncle Chris. He disguised himself and pretended to be him, planning everything to secure his position as Alpha of the strongest pack. When I found out, he staged an attack, killing Uncle Chris’s family and capturing me to stop me from exposing him.” He paused, glancing at Luna Loveth, her face pale as she struggled to comprehend the story. Aiden continued, “He threw me off a mountain after staging a fight with rogues. I should have died, but somehow, I survived, though I had no memory of who I was. I was eventually adopted by the Gorbachev family, who loved me as their own

"Look—I've gotten into college. Your son never managed to do that, right? You guys never thought of me as a human being, so all the more, I have to live life to the fullest. Did you guys ever imagine this day would come when you treated me like a tool?" "Alessa…" She sobbed. "I regret everything. You used to be obedient and sensible. I was possessed. Can you forgive me?" "No, I can't. Also, I won't be visiting you anymore. One more thing—I changed my name when I turned 18, so I'm no longer Alessa Lieblich," I said. I felt beyond calm when I left the prison. I walked past food stands on the street, listened to the noise around me, and watched the passersby. Everyone seemed so adorable and lov

Meanwhile, Barbara revealed that Tom had been detained for soliciting prostitution, and she had paid to get him out. The scene was filmed by family members of other patients in the ward and posted online. The video was titled 'Demolition Drama: Mother and Son Tear Each Other Apart.' The entire internet watched, and it became the year's biggest laughingstock. I stood at the ward's doorway, looking at the complete mess. That was the 'loving family' that had killed me in my past life. When faced with consequences and disaster, the bond suddenly meant nothing. I smoothed my hair, turned around, and left.

I knew what it was like to watch the world burn. "The Thornes took me in when I was eleven," he continued, his eyes glazing over as he stared at the wall. "Rodriguez. Mary. They were my world. They taught me how to survive. How to lead. But when I was nineteen... they were murdered too.I had to flee with nothing but the clothes on my back and build my own empire from the ashes of theirs." It’s a sad story, I thought, my heart hardening as quickly as it had softened. A tragic, horrible story. But a sad childhood isn't an excuse to become a monster. It’s just an explanation for one.

“Judge, if you’re not interested in women, I can also offer my ass. This place hasn’t been developed yet. I beg the judge to kill her quickly!” Jack looked at the bullet screen that kept floating past him. He didn’t know what to say. Regardless of whether it was in his previous life or the current world, it was very popular to sleep with fans. Some celebrities who didn’t do well would even cheat their fans of their money, those people had no idea what self-esteem was. Including those novels he had read in the past, after the protagonist had transmigrated, he would be surrounded by many beautiful women. After sleeping with one, he would sleep with another. His daily life was like a breeding p

“Why on earth would you use a thug for an experiment as important as this one? This mission is too important to be left in the hands of just some thug—and especially the one that’d raped my daughter.” “Sir, there are a number of reasons I chose him for this experiment,” he started off. “Before we successfully carried out the experiment on Mrs Eulich, we had some other lab attendants who had volunteered, but they all lost their lives during the genetic transmutation process. For this new project, I worked on improving the genetic characteristics of the test subject, such as his strength and speed. That’s why I brought in Mr Shade as a specimen for the experiment. I never imagined the experime

small horns appeared near the soul river. There was a crack near them which indicated that they came from somewhere outside of this universe. "They will catch up to us soon. What do we do, honey? Our daughter is also..." "We will do as we planned. You've put Tema in the Ark after altering her memories and showing that illusion, right? " "But...Deceiving our own daughter like that...she is just an innocent child." "Sigh...But we don't have any other choice. They will also not leave us alone and will haunt us to take back Ark. Anyway, There's no time. Let's hurry up." The male humanoid suddenly waved his hand towards the soul river and picked up a random soul from it before seeing its me

The suffocating pressure in the hall instantly eased. I let out a long breath of relief. I survived. Barely. Without another word, Nerien turned and leisurely walked toward the exit. The servants quickly stepped aside, lowering their heads as he passed. Even Riven watched him leave without saying a word. "See?" I muttered under my breath. "He's the scary final boss." Yes! I'm alive! Maybe transmigration isn't so bad after all. Maybe I'll actually survive this novel— Host, please stop celebrating prematurely.

“They hunted me. Tried to burn me alive for the insult. I left everything. My name, my history—gone.” “And what?” Collin asked, stepping closer. “You’ve just been roaming ever since? Feeding from shadows? Ducking your responsibilities while my people fought to rebuild what those monsters destroyed?” “You have no idea what I’ve done to survive,” Thorne said, voice low and sharp as a blade. “I’ve fed from animals. Gone weeks without blood. Buried people I loved because I refused to go back to them.” The room was quiet for a beat. Then Collin said, “And now you want to play soulmate to my sister? You expect me to trust that?”

"Is there something funny, they are all humans but why didn't they say anything earlier." "Because they are programmed. People who have become followers of Thaddeus are like reborn humans. They don't remember who they are, their brains have been washed. Thaddeus is a type of Lycan who has high ambitions. Their heads are equipped with tools to follow orders. Therefore, we are just imitators, just follow their movements. This face covering makes them focus on the mission," She explained. Thaddeus is an asshole. He just wants power, not love. "If they're programmed, there shouldn't be a need for closure."