will smith horror stories

Ethan Smith walked down the empty street, cigarette in mouth, shaking his head and forcing a bitter smile. Who could have imagined that after three years of marriage, all that remained was betrayal? He vowed to make that woman regret what she had done and promised to make everyone who had been good to him live a good life. Yes, it was Emily Taylor, the woman who had helped him out of the abyss of despair when he hit the lowest point in his lifetime. "Emily, it's time for me to take care of you."

Ethan Smith berjalan di sepanjang jalan yang sepi, rokok di mulut, menggelengkan kepalanya dan memaksakan senyum pahit. Siapa sangka setelah tiga tahun menikah, yang tersisa hanyalah pengkhianatan? Dia bersumpah akan membuat wanita itu menyesal atas apa yang telah dilakukannya dan berjanji membuat semua orang yang baik kepadanya hidup bahagia. Ya, itu dia Emily Taylor, wanita yang membantunya keluar dari jurang keputusasaan saat dia mencapai titik terendah dalam hidupnya. "Emily, saatnya aku menjagamu."

Ethan Smith caminó por la calle vacía, cigarrillo en boca, sacudiendo su cabeza y forzando una amarga sonrisa. ¿Quién podría haber imaginado que después de tres años de matrimonio, todo lo que quedaba era traición? Juró hacer que esa mujer lamentara lo que había hecho y prometió hacer que todos los que habían sido buenos con él vivieran una buena vida. Sí, era Emily Taylor, la mujer que lo había ayudado a salir del abismo de la desesperación cuando tocó el punto más bajo de su vida. —Emily, es tiempo de que me ocupe de ti.

Ethan Smith marchait dans la rue vide, une cigarette à la bouche, secouant la tête et forçant un sourire amer. Qui aurait pu imaginer qu'après trois ans de mariage, tout ce qui restait était la trahison ? Il jura de faire regretter à cette femme ce qu'elle avait fait et promit de faire en sorte que tous ceux qui avaient été bons avec lui mènent une bonne vie. Oui, c'était Emily Taylor, la femme qui l'avait aidé à sortir de l'abîme du désespoir quand il avait touché le point le plus bas de sa vie. "Emily, il est temps pour moi de m'occuper de toi."

Ethan Smith caminhou pela rua vazia, cigarro na boca, balançando a cabeça e forçando um sorriso amargo. Quem poderia imaginar que, após três anos de casamento, tudo o que restava era traição? Ele jurou fazer aquela mulher se arrepender do que havia feito e prometeu fazer todos que tinham sido bons para ele viverem uma vida boa. Sim, era Emily Taylor, a mulher que o havia ajudado a sair do abismo do desespero quando ele atingiu o ponto mais baixo de sua vida. "Emily, é hora de eu cuidar de você."

Ethan Smith ging die leere Straße entlang, die Zigarette im Mund, schüttelte den Kopf und zwang sich zu einem bitteren Lächeln. Wer hätte sich vorstellen können, dass nach drei Jahren Ehe nur noch Verrat übrig war? Er schwor sich, diese Frau bereuen zu lassen, was sie getan hatte, und versprach, allen, die gut zu ihm gewesen waren, ein gutes Leben zu ermöglichen. Ja, es war Emily Taylor, die Frau, die ihm über den Abgrund der Verzweiflung hinweggeholfen hatte, als er am tiefsten Punkt seines Lebens angelangt war. "Emily, es wird Zeit, dass ich mich um dich kümmere."

The Mc reincarnates in a world of magic and adventure as a Leech, follow his adventure in this mysterious and exciting world as he goes from the weakest creature to the shadow being that everyone is afraid of. Will he pursue the path of strength alone? Or without realizing it he will become the king of the greatest empire that ever lived. ----------------------------------------------‐---------------‐-------------------------------------- This is my first story and English is not my native language, I am using Google translator to translate the story for me, I accept opinions and questions in the comments for this week's chapter.-------‐--------‐----------------------------------------------------------------- I intend to make this a long story so all the development of the Mc and the world will be slow for a proper construction, be warned. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I know the first few chapters have some errors, but I've improved my writing as I progressed through the story, after 10 chapters there won't be that many errors. ----------------------‐------------------------------------------------------------------------------‐--‐---- Please vote for the tags. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tags: Male protagonist, non-human protagonist, evolution, adventure, action, harém, fantasy.

Kaka: Huang Kai was the greatest hero of the Istanbul night, although he played only a little. Ancelotti: Huang Kai is a super genius, it's just too bad his body isn’t quite up to par. Maldini: Huang Kai is the most important player on the team. I suggest the club re-sign him for another five years. Barcelona: To sign Huang Kaiwen, we decided to demonstrate our sincerity by signing his cousin with an annual salary of one million euros. The veterinarians in Milan are no good; he won't get injured with us in Barcelona. Bayern Munich: We have the Divine Doctor! Huang Kaiwen, the biggest slacker in soccer. From slacking off every day, forced to make sporadic appearances, he ultimately was forced to become the team's savior. Football, anything is possible!

If you're not sitting at the table, then you are definitely lying on the menu. If you have nothing, then your life is your only capital. Song Heping, compelled by life to make a fortune in a warzone, accidentally got swept into the war and, in a confused state, was promoted by a bunch of Da Maozi to be the boss of a Defense Company. In this day and age, who still becomes a mercenary! I want to sell arms, I want to sell coffee cups worth a few bucks for over a thousand US Dollars. I want to sell a 9-dollar socket for the price of 299 US Dollars. I want to sell goats, the kind that costs millions of US Dollars each... Don't ask, and don't come auditing, whether you're from the Audit Office or the CIA, I'll send you all off... My name is Song Heping. I came, I conquered, I reign as the king. Don't call me the "Lord of War," I love peace, I am here to deliver "peace".

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..." A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.