A story with extremely possessive ml in each arcs. Story is mine image not mine. This is based on my own imagination. Dont judge an author writing for fun. This is not ur typical Romance. So please be open minded.

Going by the name of Olivia Aim - a 22-year-old woman. She was an orphan and had been living in the slums, often killing and stealing to survive. She then got a job as an assassin for the government at the age of 15. Earning millions when she kills a target. Olivia soon picks up the skills of a hacker and became an insanely good one at that despite learning it only after a few months. What can I say? She was a prodigy, a genius at that. An assassin at night and a hacker at day. But the way she dies...was quite..ridiculous if I have to say so myself. (After all, I did make her die.) A bright lit computer screen in front, showing a famous otome game being played. And her? Face palmed on the keyboard, drooling and snoring. Then, Lighting decided to strike her at that very moment. And she died. ______________________________________ This story is purely fictional and my original work. Cover Credit: Zaku6854 - Twitter [This book is my first book so the writing isn't very good, just to clear it up.] All pictures presented in the story and the cover does not belong to me and belongs to their original owners. If you want your picture to be taken down, please DM me. Thank you.

"I REMEMBER IT ALL, WHEN IT HAPPENED, HOW IT HAPPENED, AND WHY IT HAPPENED." Isis Eiarne remembers it all. Every person has a past life, some have just very few, while others have many. But after death, they are reborn... without those memories. They don't even know that they had a past life. All except Isis Eiarne. For whatever perplexing reason it is, Isis remembers every single life she's gone through-when she was a girl in modern times, an emperor in ancient history, or even a mage in another world-she remembers it all. But this time, Isis is tired of making history and cultivating her skills to become legendary-she just wants a break in her life as Isis Eiarne... the villianess of a famous webnovel. Although it's her first time being reborn in the world of a book, she knows she's experienced stranger things. So, Isis figures, since she is just a minor character, and not mention knows all the events to follow, she can just relax and avoid the situation. This time, she will not interfere, nor be a hero or villain. All Isis wanted was a break. So why is it that the world just won't let her take one? "IN THIS LIFE, IF YOU RE-AWAKEN ALL OF YOUR ABILITIES IN YOUR PAST LIVES INSTEAD OF JUST ONE, YOU CAN BEND THAT TO YOUR ADVANTAGE AND BEAT EVERY TASK. ISIS, LIKE YOUR NAME, YOU WILL BECOME A 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐒." -12,188 WORDS- highest rankings: #30 in cheat (2/27/21) #98 in magic (3/11/21) #27 in goddess (3/18/21) #83 in knowledge (3/18/21)

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

In the Lian Mountains, lies a dormant spirit by the name of Daiyu. A Mountain Deity of renowned power and strength, she met her demise at the hands of love. Waging war against the mortal realm after their princess dared take her lover away, she is cursed by a powerful priestess to sleep for a thousand years. Upon waking she will be forced to live her life as a human until she reflects on her past sins and turns away from her evil ways. But how will she fair among the kind she hates the most? Even if they grow on her she had sworn an oath to never love again.

"Kill it." He ordered, his voice ice-cold and indifferent. Speechless, all I could do was stare. What was I meant to say? Hi, I'm your daughter, an adult female stuck in a child's body and I've been reincarnated into this world? His eyes were as red a blood, hair as dark as the ocean depths and had a voice that made a chill run down my spine. He was callous, psychotic and had a thirst for blood. My blood. Even worse. I was now his daughter.

Mikoto Adachi is the renowned savior of the world, with her 265 IQ, she saved the world, by actually putting into action laws. She famously became president at only ten years old and used that power to ban plastic in America, and put recycling bins on every street. She used military violence to persuade other countries to do the same, and many parts of the world are doing just fine without a huge amount of pollution. However, at the age of 12, she was assassinated. Thankfully, she implemented a plan for the world, if she did demise...BUT WHY IS SHE THE VILLAINESS IN AN OTOME GAME!?

She had a very perfect life as she was a perfect girl. She had everything she could ask for, a brilliant mind, wealth, and many other things, hence death never really crossed her mind. Waking up inside a novel is an unusual but very cliché thing, but the young brainiac didn't intend to lay low and hold herself back. "Make way for the protagonist? Hah. I lived my life pleasing no one other than myself. And I prefer it stays that way." The plan is to take everything she wants for herself. And in everything, she meant... Everything.

Falling into the fiery hell she created must've been the perfect way for her to die. The other woman would then become the heroine that saved the town's people from the mad queen that burnt half of the population down and the duke would become the hero that protected the heroine. They would then be wed and have little children. They would live happily in the new world that they would create after vanquishing the evil queen. They would then lead the people unto a prosperous era of peace. Just... Where?... Where did I go wrong? When I am reborn, will you please give me a simple life?

A lone girl stuck inside of an apocalypse novel. How will she escape? Her survival rules are; 1. Do not trust anyone 2. Survive the apocalypse 3. Avoid the characters But why the heck is the male lead and the supporting character are following her! Shots the zombie in the head. "That was amazing, sister-in-law!" he beamingly smiled at me, while I motionlessly gaze at the blonde. "What sister-in-law? And is not something amazing, when that ice cube right there did all the kills." I pointed out my finger at the guy who stands in the middle of the splattered corpse. 'What an OP male lead...' I sigh heavily while leaving a trail of corpse laying down the streets. The other two then followed me. Copyright © 2020 by EatAllBuns Started at May 9, 2020