Second Life Ranker Ch 1 Novels & Stories

The livestream chat was buzzing with comments. I grabbed the gasoline can from the garage and splashed it all over the door, couch, and curtains without any hesitation. "Holy shit, is she crazy? Is she really live-streaming herself burning her mansion down?" "Isn't this mansion worth like 15 million dollars? How could she just burn it down like that?" "I don't think she'd actually burn it all down. She's probably just doing this for clout." "I think I recognize her. Isn't she the richest heiress in the city who just got engaged recently?"

"The deed to Pearl Island in the Azure Sea. It's spring there all year round." "You can take the pups there to escape the cold." I looked at the deed and leaned against his broad shoulder, my heart full of peace and gratitude. This life, I had finally seized my own light. Meanwhile, in a desolate shack in the Frozen Wastes, Damien stared at the news on a crystal screen, his nails digging into his palms. "Damn it! Damn you, Seraphina!" On the screen, I was wearing a glittering crown, holding two beautiful pups, surrounded by adoring crowds. My smile was radiant.

A man who made Marcus look like a child playing with toy cars. Alistair Thorne. In my first life, I was terrified of him. Everyone was. He was the kind of man who bought companies just to break them apart. He was cold, he was ruthless, and he didn't care about anything but winning. I looked at the reflection of my young, tired face in a store window. I looked like a girl who was about to lose everything. "Not this time," I whispered to the glass. I wasn't going to be the girl who fell. I was going to be the girl who stood her ground. And if I had to make a deal with a monster to do it, then that’s exactly what I would do.

And Nathan, who put in so much effort to climb up the social ladder, only ended up stepping off a cliff instead of actually getting to the top. A crowd had gathered to watch the commotion, their voices buzzing like an annoying swarm of flies. I couldn't care less about the fact that Cordelia looked like she had seen a ghost, nor could I be bothered about Nathan's murderous gaze. I turned around and strutted off, making a cool, confident exit. This was the posture a woman with a second chance at life should have. Behind me, Nathan lost his composure and tried to give chase. "Stay right there, Kimberly! Explain yourself! What do you mean that her father's time as Director General is running ou

the Vlogger muttered, its voice filled with a hysteria never heard before. [Mission 'Anti-Zombie First Kiss' Completed!] [Rewards Received: +1000 Calories (love), Skill 'Pro Flirting' (Level 1)!] [Warning! 'Fishy Smell' status successfully overridden by 'Romance Aura' (Temporary)! Charisma +50%!] Bima nearly fainted, not from the pain in his leg, but from the system notification. He did it! He got his first kiss! And in the middle of the apocalypse, with his leg pinned, smelling like fish, and holding raw Indomie!

Unexpectedly, Rebecca had the audacity to show up at my doorstep, shamelessly wailing outside the Hale Group's building. "I was blind before! I couldn't see the scheme those two snakes were running. Tyler, I've thought about it for the past five years, and I've learned so much! People shouldn't trample on others' sincerity. I've made up my mind—I will be completely devoted to you. Tyler, forgive me for the mistakes I made unknowingly! Please give us another chance. I know now that everything you did was to make me realize the truth. I'm wide awake now. I really know I was wrong, and from now on, I'll love you with all my heart!"

I never cried, but right now, my dignity is being stripped off from me and I can already feel the broken me emerging again, yet what is this anxiousness I feel to see the look on his face when I take my clothes off? I think I am going insane. "Take them off, sweet vixen," he insists impatiently. sweet vixen. At least that is more better than princess. He lowers himself to my level for the second time this night, and proceeds to run his fingers along my shoulder. His hands were almost painfully patient, agonizingly sensual and I wanted nothing more than for them to never leave my body. My own body betrays me and I shiver at his touch. "You like it don't you, vixen? You like the idea that my b

"Yvie!" I frowned and shook him off, snapping coolly, "Please watch yourself, Mr. Grant. If you came to apologize for Susie Grant, then you don't have to—I'm not interested." My coldness stung him, but he smiled wryly. "No, I didn't come for her." Then, taking a deep breath as if to steel himself, he looked at me with his bloodshot eyes as he said, "I came to apologize about what I'd done in our past lives. I know you reincarnated too, Yvie."

“I’m broken. Seriously broken. I’m not a good bet.” “This isn’t a bet, or a game to me, Faith. And I’m broken, too. Kindred spirits. Remember?” “Why? Why are you saying this to me?” she pleaded. “Because it’s the truth.” He touched her face lovingly. “I’m scared,” she stammered, trembling as she stepped back. Rick took her hand and placed it on his racing heart. “Feel that? So am I. Scared brainless. But I’m on the same ledge you are, Faith, and I am taking your hand and asking you to trust and jump off with me.”

I wonder what you feel like under me. He licked his lips and stepped closer. The chat erupted. [This guy is gross. He will even harass monsters!] [Honestly, most SSS dungeon monsters are hideous. Anyone would react like this after meeting a cute ghost girl.] [She’s not getting away. I know him. He’s ranked 23rd on the leaderboard. He’s good, but he’s also famous for being a creep.] [I don’t think I wanna watch this anymore. Ghost girl, run!] [You’re feeling sorry for a monster now? Well, I’ve never seen people do it in a dungeon. My pants are off. Showtime!]