Novel & Cerita Legendary Ranker's Comeback

Therefore, Ima was the intersection set. She calmed herself, knew exactly what her reaction was going to be. Every action deserved an equal and opposite reaction. Ima was more than ready to handle the situation in her own ways and terms. She could not allow anybody to disrupt her life after her immeasurable efforts to build her empire. Whatever the stalkers and attackers were up to, she was going to know in a matter of few days. Money was all she needed, human resource was plenty. However, from the plenty, Ima had personalized one hitman. She considered him a holy assassin because he only went after sinners. Sinners by choice who required no repentance as the bible taught. He was a master at

"I've said it before—our family has nothing to do with you. That was true then, and it's even more true now. Oh, and the moving service cost a hundred bucks. Make sure you pay me back." Her glare could've melted steel. I could feel the pure hatred radiating off her. This was the moment in my past life when everything spiraled. When I refused to let Drick move in, he'd snapped, stabbing me repeatedly with a knife. I didn't survive long enough for the ambulance to arrive. But this time, the script was mine. When Drick grabbed the knife on the table and lunged at me, I sidestepped. The blade sliced into Wanda's arm instead.

he whispered, a flicker of something—hope, disbelief, fear—crossing his face. The masked figure in the broadcast turned slightly, their gaze piercing through the screen as if daring anyone to challenge their rise. Ezekiel's chest tightened, and for the first time in weeks, his heart raced. Though he knew it was impossible, he couldn’t shake the feeling that the figure’s presence was all too familiar. Back at the compound, the masked successor descended the grand staircase, her voice calm yet commanding. “The underworld has followed chaos for far too long,” she announced. “Now, it will follow me.”

The fact that he had even seen Eva surpass normal Drogar in a few ways had nagged at him. Perhaps he just didn’t want to believe something like that was possible. In the end, he had to relent. Szereth slumped into his seat as realization fully dawned on him. “Well, that just makes gods-damned sense, doesn’t it?” he said. “Ancestors from every species coming back from time to haunt the living.” “There goes captain grumpy again,” said Alevos. “Don’t you realize that you’re currently the only sponsor who has a Reborn human in their roster? And that the odds are greatly in our favor instead of against?”

"This is far from over—you don't have to concern yourself with the rest. Just focus on recovering, and I'll take care of your wedding in six months." … Months later, I was finally able to remove the casts on both my injured legs. After recovering for a longer period, I was almost able to walk normally again. Mark proposed to me, and our wedding was in the midst of eager preparation. During the times spent with him, I realized just how different he was from Jared. In my past life, I thought Jared had a handsome face, a bright personality, and was good at socializing. I fell for him at first sight, and I couldn't be bothered to look at anyone else after.

I look at West and seek help. “Kids, you are the sons of a Legendary Luna and a King of Werewolves, it means you are powerful. If you failed, well it is part of the journey. It is better to continue the fight than to give up because you will never realize what is missing and what is your weakness. Learning how to fight your inner enemies is a worthwhile fight. Always remember, those challenges has hidden opportunities. You must grab it and make that failure as a starting point of your success.” I was also touch by West’s words. Now I know why I have suffered for the past few years of my life in the past and in my present.

During my senior year of high school, my grades are completely erratic. I can ace three subjects while completely bombing the other three, leaving me dead last in my class. My homeroom teacher, Janet Bennett, throws me and my backpack out of the classroom. A classmate waves my report card around as the rest of the class laughs. "You're a total loser. You even failed your language test. Even a factory wouldn't hire you." The next day, my homeroom teacher throws out the student ranking second to last, Ethan Hoppe, as well. "One bad apple spoils the whole bunch. And somehow, our class has two of them. You think the college entrance exam is only going to test what you're good at? You two ca

For reassurance. Lucian stepped forward to address them first. His voice was steady, carrying the weight of his authority. “We’ve returned with critical information,” he began, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. “Damien’s forces are larger and more dangerous than we anticipated. He has aligned himself with a tyrant Alpha, and their soldiers are enhanced with supernatural abilities. This isn’t just a threat—it’s a declaration of war.” A murmur rippled through the crowd, spreading fear and uncertainty like wildfire. I felt my stomach tighten. This was the moment. If I wanted them to trust me and follow me, I had to speak.

I tried getting back on the bed and I did it. ** Night Suddenly, I felt some changes in my body and I knew Layla was back. She was fucking back. What I noticed was that the stiffness in my legs were gone and it didn't ache anymore. After like a week, I could finally walk on my own again. I stretched my legs and climbed out of the bed. I began to move around the room. Oh my goodness! The feeling alone was overwhelming. I hugged myself. "Are you still trying to prove stubborn?" She suddenly asks.

She sat still for a while, letting herself drown in her own fantasy. “Hmm looks aside, I can see why he was one of the very few that was eligible for Legendary rank. His buddies too, they’re both Ace ranks, the same as the most of Coloured Hunters. I’m the type to be going for power but to be that strong would be easier. Then I don’t have to… Leave my friends.” She hugged her legs with both her arms.