Jasmine was observed sitting on a bed, daydreaming and thinking back on her past. " Father, I do not want you to go." Little Jasmine pouted as she clung to her father. The man smiled as he carried his lovely daughter up. "I need to go; I am a Pack warrior and one of the strongest," her father said, ruffling her hair. Jasmine sighed sadly; she had no idea why her mind was racing, but she had a feeling something was about to happen. "Okay, father," she replied, wriggling free from her father's grip. Warrior Carlos, Jasmine's father, smiled at his daughter before leaving the house. Thirty minutes later, smoke filled the town as everyone fled for their lives, including Jasmine's stepmother and sister, who fled to the pack house, which was a bit out of town. Jasmine ran outside to find her father. People called her back and even pulled her, but she struggled and continued running into the smoke. "Father," she called repeatedly, her legs crossing each other, causing her
Following her stepmother home was her only option, and Jasmine's eyes grew wide as she attempted to comprehend what her stepmother meant by speaking. Her father's possession and her mother's pendant are still in that house and those are the things precious to her even more precious than her own life. "The Lycan King demands that she be delivered today before nightfall. Pack out all of her rags." Because of her stepmother's haste, she found herself in a pack that appeared larger than their own before she realized what had happened. While she continued to scan her surroundings, two maids approached her from either side; one of them turned to face the guard who had brought her in for questioning. "Is she the breeder of the Lycan King?" Even the maids are hesitant to call his name, as the maid speaks softly. At the mention of that, Jasmine's heartbeat increased its pace, She was only rushed to this pack without any idea of what she was to do. How can she become a breeder to
Lycan Ardor emerged from the bathroom, perplexed as to why he had felt strange earlier. He felt a sensation he had never felt before and pondered its meaning. The cold, stone-hearted monster felt a heartbeat just by looking at someone, which surprised him, but he dismissed it and summoned his Luna, Jeanne. ***********After a few weeks, Jasmine's suffering became more severe because she was being abused everywhere, including by the breeders. She became the favourite breeder, making everyone jealous. She had no idea that the Lycan King, Ardor, had developed feelings for her, prompting him to summon her to his room for almost everything. It was pleasant to begin with, but only if she knew what awaited her. "You are being summoned to the elders' meeting." An old breeder mouthed coldly, and Jasmine struggled to get out of bed and followed her immediately. She knew the trouble that would come after her if she dared you to refuse, She got to another part of the pack house, A
It was a few hours after the chaos in the pack house that Jeanne became enraged and walked away to clear her mind when she noticed a body in the thorn garden. "Who the hell is that?! " She mouthed, getting down from where she was to take a closer look at the body when the two men who tortured Jasmine purposefully walked past her with fake stories running from their mouths. “ She is so shameless, How can an ordinary breeder try to steal from another breeder, it's disgusting” The tall one with the name, Matt said with a surprised tone. "I am wondering where she went to hide, such a shameless girl." Jeanne listened to everything they said before calling them back. "What exactly are you talking about?, "Who is this breeder?" Asking, hoping it was Jasmine, was Jeanne's thought. With a mouthful that called attention to himself and others, the tall man was about to respond when he looked sideways and noticed Jasmine's body in the thorn garden. "What an asshole that new
“Damien!” an angry lady's voice could be heard even from a mile away. This shout came from the Davidson family mansion. The Davidsons are a well-respected family in Miami Florida due to one simple fact; Wealth.Damien Hawks was orphaned at a young age but worked double shifts at a restaurant to pay for his intuition. He had been fortunate, or rather unfortunate to once run into Amelia Davidson who had come into the restaurant to escape from a few thugs. Damien didn't know what had transpired or why she was being pursued by thugs, but he knew he had to do something, so hid her inside the kitchen and pretended nothing happened. When the coast was clear, Amelia came out and thanked him. That simple act had attracted her to him. They dated for a few weeks, but he never knew exactly who she was until one fateful night when they were attacked by thugs whose aim was to pressure Amelia to accept the marriage proposal of the young master of the Roach family; Seth.Amelia had begged Damien afte
Approximately ten meters from the Oceania Corporation, in an alley filled with trash cans, the lifeless body of a young man lay there in eternal silence.There was no heartbeat, no movement. The once ironed white shirt was now bloody and muddy. It had already been a few minutes since the deed was done, yet no one came to take a look. A life was snuffed out just like that. But in that ominous, sorrowful situation, a miraculous thing was happening... Even though he was confirmed dead by his assailants, and his heart had stopped beating, somehow his mind was still working.. or rather something else was going on in his subconscious mind.«Data collection complete. The host matches the requirements of the system. Host's current status: Deceased. Injecting revitalization serum to the Host. Host current status: critical. Injecting advanced healing serum into the Host. Host current status: Salvageable. System booting is in progress. Time required: One hour thirty minutes.»Thump. Thump. Thump
[VERSAILLES RESTAURANT. MIAMI FLORIDA. NOON]The woman with a melon-seeded face, black hair and an appearance of 85 points, casually glanced at Damien who was seated on the opposite side, drinking coffee, a look of disdain appeared on her face.For a while, the woman used a somewhat arrogant tone and said;“So this is all you can afford now? It is a pity that you have been reduced to such a state. If you are hungry, I can order better food for you, I earn an annual salary of two hundred thousand dollars ($50,000).”Although Damien was a bit handsome, Helen could not help but have a look of disdain on her face. This man had once tried to woo her, luckily she didn't fall for his words of a bright future, hence she will be here having coffee and soda biscuits for breakfast. Helen clicked her tongue in arrogance picked up the glass of juice in front of her and drank it casually.Damien had to admit that although Helen was indeed beautiful, her lofty tone and disdainful expression were now
Damien drove the Lamborghini bull, galloping all the way. He was like a dazzling laser light, attracting attention wherever he went.After a while, Damien came to a public parking lot. He stepped out of the car, with a driving permit and a registration certificate with his name written on it.“Damn! This is too good to be true. Perhaps I'm still lying by the alley battered up and all this is just a dream.” Damien could not help but wonder if all these were truly real. He had just gone from a penniless live-in son-in-law to a Lamborghini owner.. all in a few minutes.At this time Damien's phone vibrated again.“Huh!? Didn't the message say it will need about twenty-three hours before it delivers more rewards?” Damien muttered as he read the message on the phone screen.«Ding!Fortune System has sent the Newbie Package ahead of schedule. Does the Host wish to receive the Newbie Package?»'Is that a trick question or something? Of course, I would be more than happy to receive this packag
It was a few hours after the chaos in the pack house that Jeanne became enraged and walked away to clear her mind when she noticed a body in the thorn garden. "Who the hell is that?! " She mouthed, getting down from where she was to take a closer look at the body when the two men who tortured Jasmine purposefully walked past her with fake stories running from their mouths. “ She is so shameless, How can an ordinary breeder try to steal from another breeder, it's disgusting” The tall one with the name, Matt said with a surprised tone. "I am wondering where she went to hide, such a shameless girl." Jeanne listened to everything they said before calling them back. "What exactly are you talking about?, "Who is this breeder?" Asking, hoping it was Jasmine, was Jeanne's thought. With a mouthful that called attention to himself and others, the tall man was about to respond when he looked sideways and noticed Jasmine's body in the thorn garden. "What an asshole that new
Lycan Ardor emerged from the bathroom, perplexed as to why he had felt strange earlier. He felt a sensation he had never felt before and pondered its meaning. The cold, stone-hearted monster felt a heartbeat just by looking at someone, which surprised him, but he dismissed it and summoned his Luna, Jeanne. ***********After a few weeks, Jasmine's suffering became more severe because she was being abused everywhere, including by the breeders. She became the favourite breeder, making everyone jealous. She had no idea that the Lycan King, Ardor, had developed feelings for her, prompting him to summon her to his room for almost everything. It was pleasant to begin with, but only if she knew what awaited her. "You are being summoned to the elders' meeting." An old breeder mouthed coldly, and Jasmine struggled to get out of bed and followed her immediately. She knew the trouble that would come after her if she dared you to refuse, She got to another part of the pack house, A
Following her stepmother home was her only option, and Jasmine's eyes grew wide as she attempted to comprehend what her stepmother meant by speaking. Her father's possession and her mother's pendant are still in that house and those are the things precious to her even more precious than her own life. "The Lycan King demands that she be delivered today before nightfall. Pack out all of her rags." Because of her stepmother's haste, she found herself in a pack that appeared larger than their own before she realized what had happened. While she continued to scan her surroundings, two maids approached her from either side; one of them turned to face the guard who had brought her in for questioning. "Is she the breeder of the Lycan King?" Even the maids are hesitant to call his name, as the maid speaks softly. At the mention of that, Jasmine's heartbeat increased its pace, She was only rushed to this pack without any idea of what she was to do. How can she become a breeder to
Jasmine was observed sitting on a bed, daydreaming and thinking back on her past. " Father, I do not want you to go." Little Jasmine pouted as she clung to her father. The man smiled as he carried his lovely daughter up. "I need to go; I am a Pack warrior and one of the strongest," her father said, ruffling her hair. Jasmine sighed sadly; she had no idea why her mind was racing, but she had a feeling something was about to happen. "Okay, father," she replied, wriggling free from her father's grip. Warrior Carlos, Jasmine's father, smiled at his daughter before leaving the house. Thirty minutes later, smoke filled the town as everyone fled for their lives, including Jasmine's stepmother and sister, who fled to the pack house, which was a bit out of town. Jasmine ran outside to find her father. People called her back and even pulled her, but she struggled and continued running into the smoke. "Father," she called repeatedly, her legs crossing each other, causing her
Damien sat in his small, cluttered apartment, staring at the blank walls as he thought about his next move. He had the Fortune System, an AI inside his brain that granted him cash and skills, but he still needed a plan."Fortune, I need your help," Damien said aloud, knowing the AI could hear him."Hello, Damien," the Fortune System replied, its voice echoing in his mind. "What do you need assistance with?""I want to start a company, but I have no idea where to begin," Damien admitted. "I need a building, a team, a business plan... everything.""Leave that to me," the Fortune System said. "I'll provide the funds and skills you need. But first, we need to find the perfect building."Damien's eyes lit up as the Fortune System began to display images of potential buildings in his mind."Wow, these are great," Damien said, impressed. "But how do I know which one is right?""Trust your instincts," the Fortune System replied. "You know what you're looking for. And remember, I'll guide you
[A face-off between two candidates other than Damien was just about to take place].Ren walked into the grand Hall of the Chamber of Commerce, his eyes adjusting to the sleek, modern interior. He approached the reception desk, where a stern-looking woman with a tight bun and glasses gazed at him disapprovingly."Can I help you?" she asked curtly."Hi, I'm here to inquire about starting a company," Ren replied, his enthusiasm undeterred."I'd love to speak with the manager, please."The receptionist raised an eyebrow."You're a student, aren't you?"Ren nodded, his backpack slipping off his shoulder."Yeah, I'm a college student. But I'm also an entrepreneur. I have a great idea for a VR game company—"The receptionist cut him off, her tone firm but condescending."I'm afraid our services are for established business professionals, not students. Come back when you've graduated and have some real-world experience."Ren persisted, his determination evident."But I've done my research, an
Maximus was now headed to an Estate management agency. Esther had told him that if he wanted to buy a house, they were his best bet. The gold-coloured BMW X7 cruised through the city of Triton and entered the Gonzalez district, this district was owned by the Gonzalez family clan, they were known to be formidable and unrestrained, one could think of them as a Mexican gangster family.“Be careful, the Gonzalez family controls this district, they are known to be shrewd and sometimes they tend to extort money from rising rich men,” Esther advised.“Don't worry. The agency is just a few more blocks from here, right?” Maximus asked while swerving from the disturbing topic.“Yes Sir,” she replied but she still wasn't at ease. Maximus could feel her emotions bubbling, he gazed at her hands and saw they were balled up into fists.“What tragedy did you suffer in this area?” Maximus asked her.“Huh!?” Esther stuttered taken aback by Maximus' question.“Something happened to you here, Am I right?
The next day Maximus thought it was best to establish himself as soon as possible, thus he left the hotel and decided to return to the bank, he aimed to enquire about the possibility of buying a company building and a house. He didn't want to go to any agency as that would cost him more.Maximus called his driver after he had his shower and breakfast, then he picked up a new gold suit, wore his pair of gold shoes and then went to the elevator which took him downstairs. His driver was waiting for him in the reception lobby.“Good morning Mister Gayle Sir, where do you wish to go today?” the driver, a bald-haired middle-aged man, was of common blood with no affinity to any element whatsoever.“Morning George, take me to the bank. It's important.” Maximus said with the air of a rich businessman.“Right this way sir.” the driver gestured to the car outside.Maximus walked to the gold-coloured BMW X7, he had specifically money to get it painted yesterday, for now, this will do, he plans to
Damien wasn't the only one chosen by a Celestial to receive a system or get a second chance. There were two more.. and one of them already got an early start ahead of the others.*Triton City.A BMW X7 can be seen stopping in front of a five-star hotel, the driver steps out and opens the back door, and out comes the most gorgeous man ever seen; dark blond curly hair, immaculate shaped oval face with a square jaw, ruby lips, gold coloured eyes and well toned tall body, his surpassed all sexy models in all of Triton City. Dressed in a custom-made golden suit, he strolled into the hotel, heading straight for the receptionist.“Hello Miss.” the man said with a smile that can make a thousand girls faint.“He..hello..sir” the female receptionist struggled to speak as she was mesmerized by the gorgeousness of the man in front of her.“Is the suite free? I will need it,” he said, his smile still on his face.“Of course Sir. Your name Sir?” she replied with her head down so as not to lose foc