Novel & Cerita Secound Life Ranker

“They’re usually within the top 20 for the benefits. Class A and Class B are very far from our reach, even for me. If you see them coming close, run away. Immediately. Understand?” Zen nodded. So far, Sasha told him about the three scariest students in the academy. The first was “Death Princess” who was currently ranked 5. The second was a crazy psychopath, better known as the “Terrorist”, who ranked 11. The third was a blind and effeminate man with the nickname “Seer”, ironically. He was ranked 9. “Do you have their character profiles card?” he asked, and Sasha shook her head. “Don’t need them to know what they’re capable of. It’s an open secret. Do you not know?”

My fingers clenched around the candy, its stiff edge almost cutting my palm. Indeed, in our previous lives, he had been convinced that my only purpose was to be a blood bank and organ donor to Susie. Since Susie still died after I donated my kidney, that meant I served no purpose in this life, and the Grants had no reason to bring home a loser like me. I smiled, violently wiping the tears I couldn't fight back as I told myself—the old Yvie Grant was dead and I would live only for myself.

Angel's pov The room was still settling when I walked to the podium. Two hundred wolves, pack leaders and their seconds and senior members from a dozen territories, all of them watching me cross the stage in a dress with a faint stain at the hem that I had done my best with in the dark. I felt their wolves reading mine the way wolves always did in formal gatherings, assessing rank, reading threat level, placing me in the hierarchy before I had said a word. Most of them would have placed me low. Omega background, recently divorced, a training commander with six weeks in the role. I knew what the reading would be.

When the department head told me to seat next to Jevro, I felt excited for some reason. About my power rate, I speak with the people who assisted me. Honestly, my power surpasses even those people from other countries. If we compare the ranking to the rankings of protagonists in every fantasy novel, Jevro's and other Black Malemyns are S rank. But me, I'm currently an SS rank. And if we go back to the rankings of the original Malemyns, I'm currently the new found Purple Stage Malemyn.

I am pissed at Seth, because he has been visiting her as well. Maybe I can go in to see her. If I can be alone in her room long enough, maybe I can turn off her ventilator long enough to cause permanent damage. If the bitch won’t die, then maybe she can be in a coma for the rest of her life. That may be even a better plan. Instead of a quick end to her life, the suffering could last forever. Her parents would never pull the plug on her. Holden would suffer forever seeing her that way. That would be the sweetest revenge ever.

Eventually, they quieted down. “Now, their first order of business, is to pick the people who will be leading this pack along side them.” He said. He was talking about us picking our gamma and beta. Luckily for us, we had already made that decision long ago. “Our decisions have been made already.” Kiara looked at me, asking me for the permission to speak. I gave her the go ahead. “And our decision is that the previous gamma, Andrea will be retain her role and be reinstated as gamma because there's no ther person we'd have by our side. And for beta, we have my best friend, Diane and her mate, Seth for replacing Jackson.”

“You will either marry Caspian or Arnold. Our shipping business needs the protection of the Falcone family.” Suddenly, a familiar voice rang clearly in my mind. ‘This time, I’ll make sure I choose the perfect husband first.’ I snapped my head toward my sister, Leia. She was gracefully smoothing her skirt, a sweet, flawless smile on her face. However, what I had just heard… Was that her inner voice? ‘In my last life, I married that violent lunatic Caspian and lived in fear every single day. This time, I’ll take the gentle Arnold, and Elysia shall suffer instead.’

Between them, a cup of hot coffee steamed, and several documents containing simulations of personal security service pricing lay open on the table. Jane explained calmly but enthusiastically. “For a full protection package for a public figure like you, with high-security protocols and certified personnel, it starts from twenty-five million per month for one personnel.” Maia listened as she sipped her peppermint tea, her expression calm. “Is that for a man or a woman?”

“But I don’t think a single player can stand up to ten different people!.. This isn’t Mortal Kombat!” “And who said she was alone?” “Huh?”, I had to look up to his face. “Chris, Anna and Kendrick”. Peter frowned. “They all rank higher than you and lower than thirty” My eyes widened a little. “Ohh?…So little Miss confident didn’t come alone after all?” They were both silent as we walked through the gardens beside me. My phone pinged and I had to open the game. The twins were right about the rankings being mentioned in the game.

“Hmm… I wondered about that. Blaze might not look like it— but he got himself in 3rd place, oh wait, it’s 4th now, with just his fists alone.” “Huh…?” I was surprised. “His rank is just under Persia…!?” I immediately activated my screen and checked the rankings. It made me jaw-dropped. The latest top eight was as so: 1. Lucifer Nightwalker von Nightmare 2. Kuroyuki Shiroha 3. Persia Silverlight 4. Crimson Veludora Blaze 5. August Whisperwind 6. Rumelia Heartlock 7. Kronos Y Chronoclock 8. Sherry Scarlet Rosenberk