Makeine: Too Many Losing Heroines Light Novel Novels & Stories

Of course, if they knew that was where the darkness that sufficed into their lives came from, they would have a different say on the matter. The windows were locked from the inside, the blinds were drawn and the door looked like it was being worked on by a wood carver of some sorts. Inside was a whole new story, despite attempts to clean the house up, traces of a serious fight still lingered. The table was broken, the lights were damaged and different kitchen utensils littered the floor. Upstairs in the spacious bedroom lay three figures, the Aratian prince Jason, his guardian and best friend daren, then a magic wielding girl who had secrets she couldn't let on but definitely a friend and al

Ava said happily and left the room. Ryder turned back to look at the three of them, "I have always thought that I could rely on five people in this world,, Lily, Lavender, Jayden, Evena and Helena. But it turns out I was wrong." "Ryder, I am really sorry." Evena said. "Thanks for coming out to help me last night but you can leave now." Ryder told Evena.

I wasn’t sure if it was because of his silly face or it was my body’s post-response to all the tears that I’ve shed. “Have you ever tried wishing for a new life?” His voice became serious and he gave out a warm yet dodgy smile. “You know, Japanese and Korean comics have been too popular as of the moment because of its reincarnation or transmigration stories. Have you ever wished to experience the same thing?” Scenes from the stories that I have read flowed in my mind smoothly, it was as if someone intended that I remember it. In a slow manner, I nodded at him. “Well, I’ll lie if I say I didn’t. But I know it was just a fleeting dream.” I faced the window—silently asking to end our conversati

“That’s right, Martin. You’re doing great…” A few inches more and Lance will finally land on the bed, but Claire suddenly lost control of her mind again. Like a glitch on a computer and a thousand bolts flowed through her brain making her shriek in pain. “Martin no!!!” she heard Max’s voice, but her hand automatically swung to the side, beckoning Lance’s body towards the open window.

] I felt a jolt of nausea as his mental gaze shifted toward me. [And then, Vanessa. Once your 'hero' is a cooling corpse, I will break your spirit and mark you right here on this floor. I’ll bind your soul so tightly to mine that you’ll forget you ever belonged to another. You are the crown jewel of this conquest.] [They think they’re so smart,] Lily hissed internally, her eyes darting to the High Council members seated nearby. [Matthew thinks he’s poisoning a few rivals. He doesn't realize I’ve laced the entire kitchen’s water supply with hemlock and silver dust. Every guard, every servant, every Alpha in this room will be vomiting blood by midnight. The rogue pack is waiting at the treelin

However, she is just like me at her age. You see, when I first started at ShadowFen, I was bullied relentlessly by a group of girls. When I stood up for myself, and ended up fighting Sasha Cornwell, I became the leader of that same group of girls. After that, no one fucked with me, because I was the one making sure others suffered at my hands.

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I was curious about her. Night quickly fell and I made my way into the fight club. One of my many fight clubs. Match after match. Usually the way, I pick my men. The best fighters get money. But to my ultimate shock a woman just beat the crap out of 10 men in a row without a sweat. Hella talented. Only when she was given her hand up I only recognised it was her. Once again, I see her. The shorts were tightly wrapped along her legs and a sports bra clasping onto her breasts.

Asher had hunted me, Uriel had broken me, Jakob had ignored me, and Regis had probably never even learned my name. Now, they are standing on a training field at eight in the morning, ready to tear each other apart over who gets to register my name on a digital form. It doesn't make sense. It is wrong. The timeline is warping so fast around me that I can't find my footing anymore. Every step I take to protect myself is just pulling more monsters into my path. "She is registering with Blue Moon," Jakob insists, his heavy voice vibrating through the grass beneath my shoes. "She is registering with me," Uriel states, his tone dropping even lower, cold enough to freeze the blood in my veins.

] [CORE CONNECTION: UNSTABLE. [HOST SURVIVAL RATE: 35%.] Evelina stared at the number. Thirty-five percent. After everything she had done, it had barely increased. “That makes no sense.” Lucien glanced at the screen. “What?” “My survival rate.” Evelina's eyes narrowed. “I defeated Alice's first scheme, destroyed the Holy Temple's nexus, took Castle Iron-Clad without a siege, captured Cedric, and discovered the royal blood pact.” She looked toward the ruins.