Sleeping Ranker Novels & Stories

Late that night, I couldn't sleep. A sliver of streetlight filtered through the gap in the curtains, falling across Lionel's profile. He slept soundly, his brows relaxed. In fact, there was even a faint smile on his lips. I used to love watching him sleep more than anything. But that night, my gaze slowly drifted upward. The ranking hovered silently above his head. First place was still Mom, but Lindsay and I were now tied for second. I stared at those two names sitting side by side, and it hit me like a fist to the chest. I'd been married to him for five years, yet some woman he'd known for who knew how long already weighed just as much in his heart.

Now that he's gone, it will be easier for him to catch me and I'm afraid that if he does, I won't be able to wake up. -Nothing will happen to you. My parents continued to ignore it, but I could not be calm. Without the spirit protecting me, that being was going to catch me and I didn't want that to happen. A tremendous anxiety took hold of me and I didn't want to go back to sleep. I decided to stay awake during the nights, despite how sleepy I was, I struggled to stay awake. I got dark circles under my eyes and found it harder and harder to stay awake. The lack of sleep was beginning to hinder my work on the farm and I felt like I was living dead. My mood changed drastically and Sebastian no

We can't help it, since he's Duke Lancaster's son. Duke Lancaster is the cousin of the King in charge, he's holding a high royal title than the population here except the royal family which is the King family. We can't do anything since he holds a high rank than us, that's why I let Ben do whatever he wants. I'm kinda pissed that we have students like him in our academy, it's not fair to use their family rank to show arrogance and he needs to act as if he was the one and only person on earth with the power. Dude, Prince Rhyker can defeat you in one slice.

Whiplash said, his voice accompanied by a hoarse whistling, a sign of his old age catching up to him? The squad members pulled up their displays from their hero suits, and one by one, they read out their current rankings and attributes. The readings were disappointingly low, except for Dante, who was on the cusp of breaking into the B-rank. His ranking was 11,382, the lowest of the low, showcasing the scarcity of ranked superheroes compared to the unranked ones. To be ranked was truly an honor and privilege, reserved for the most skillful and promising individuals. The rest of the squad reported their low attributes, all of them unranked.

Also, have skills depending on the element of its mother. This is the problem, not only is it Epic rank which I don't know how high of rank that is. Its mother is an Epic rank Dragon. From my knowledge with games, Epic rank should be one of the highest ranks there is. That means that If I do anything to it, I will be chased by an Epic rank Dragon my whole life. That is if I could even kill that Epic rank dragon. But I am not scared at all. I will go check the nest and plan a way to kill it.

Some looked at their classmates, curious who would raise their hands, but none did. "No one?" Guren asked in disbelief, but his face remained stoic, and he sighed. "We're already at a disadvantage." He then pointed at a member of his team, a boy. "You are the eighth-ranker, respectively, correct? And if I remember correctly, your name is Benedict?" "Yes," the eighth ranker, called Benedict, answered with a nod, his fluffy brown tail swaying a bit as he moved ahead. "I usually play as a Knight, but I can be one of Your Highness's Hunter for now."

“Please, alpha, not omega status, please—” “You’ll spend the next six months doing whatever work the pack needs,” Luca continued like she hadn’t spoken. “Cleaning, cooking, laundry, You’ll sleep in the omega quarters. And if I hear even a whisper that you’ve disrespected either of them again, you’ll be banished. Permanently.” Diana was sobbing openly now, her whole body shaking, and part of me felt bad for her even though she’d been awful. Omega status was the lowest rank in a pack. It meant you were basically a servant, given the worst jobs and the least respect. It was social death.

He strained his ears for the distinctive snore that would indicate the young warrior had finally drifted off into dreamland. His wolf was snarling in agitation and Brand's skin rippled with the need to shift and escape his prison when he finally heard it. The quiet but distinctive snore. He immediately cracked open the door, which Vidar had conveniently forgotten to put the crossbar over, and peeked out. The young warrior was in his usual place on the bench, head tipped back against the logs of the hut, mouth hanging slightly open. Brand watched as the boy's chest rose and fell with each breath, the snore emanating from his lips soft and persistent. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly Elm turn his attention to me, “For your information, Beta is the second rank after the Alpha, and the lowest rank there is the omega, Enforcer and a No-rank.” I squinted my eyes and said my thank you. “I mean, that’s very generous of you, Elm.” “Well, you’re welcome.” Said Elm, and I saw him low fiving Aaron. Just like a high five, but subtle. “No joking around, guys. Remember to take some rest after we have to arrive at the hotel.” Zephyr reminded us, but his eyes never wave away from his laptop.