Three black werecat orphan brothers are trying their best to find a home when they are finally adopted. Everything goes great with their new family until tragedy strikes and they are left with an unexpected guardian.

This story is about an average high school boy with an average lifestyle who likes to read novels especially fantasy ones and was transferred to another world along with his classmates from his school.

As they were transferred our protagonist, John Kaiser, was the sole student among his classmates who were left behind, leaving him all alone in their classroom.

As he was wondering what happened to the others, he remembered one of the novels he had read. It was a story of a fantasy world, where a king of a human kingdom summons heroes from another world to save their world from the demon king, a typical Isekai (Another World)  fantasy novel.

Our protagonist, John Kaiser, started to contemplate and question 'why?' why was he the only one not summoned?

And as his questions go crazy, a light emerges from the place where he was sitting.

Is this the start of our protagonist's fantasy adventure as a hero? Or will he live the same life again as an average person even in another world?

seorang manusia dengan kemampuan khusus dan grimore pertama yang menjadikan makhluk terkuat di seluruh dunia namun di jebak oleh para penghianat dan iblis menggunakan sihir transfer terlarang mengirimnya ke dunia yang berbeda. dengan kekuatannya apakah dia mampu kembali kedunianya

Dylan woke up from a dream he patted himself he then calmed downed and laid back down in his bed, Dylan suffers from depression so it's normal for him to dream about another life/ or place away from his family.
"so it was just another dream, huh well time for another day of school then 'sigh' "
Dylan doesn't live in a fantasy world so Bella and Elizabeth are fake. Dylan gets ready for school and walks to school when Dylan gets to school and eats his breakfast at a table in the corner.
"tsk, my dad doesn't want to buy me the new phone coming up this month; why should my life be this miserable!" shouted a young girl sitting in a school cafeteria towards what seems like her friend.
hearing her complaints, I had an internal chuckle
'hehe! miserable is s compelling word to use for a mere phone'
well, it's normal for some people to feel awful for not owning materialistic things like expensive clothes, phones, or cars, after all, everyone has their own expectations and standards; the word miserable can mean something totally different between different people.
somebody can feel humiliated for having outdated things in the first place
I guess in her place misery was expressed by not having what she desired; for me, grief is my existence itself, but a question might cross your mind reading my philosophy, why would this poor kid have such a negative view about life?"
(this refers to the mc)
and this question is easy to answer
my name is Dí lún but that isn't significant enough to be mentioned; however, my circumstances are relatively interesting, to say the least; I am a teenager from city (XXX), smart, average height and a normal frame, living in arguably the worst neighborhood in the whole city.
it seems like a recipe for disaster already right? but that mot even the start, the parents as the primary pillar for raising a child, especially in such a rough environment for me, wasn't exactly all that, in a matter of fact, I might say they did the opposite.
An alcoholic, abusive father, and a cheating, coldhearted stepmother that treated me like garbage, was all the food I had on my plate, but this delicious meal didn't fill my belly; instead, it fills my body and mind with bruises and external bleeding; hitting me was the way, my drunk dad emptied his sorrow from losing his job, while my stepmother traumatized me from the human trust.
I often wondered how can she casually say in a smiley face I love you but at the same time fool your own words.
still, after my father exited to the bar, another man enters the house;
moving on, my school was predictably terrible; smoking, drugs, and fighting was normal and contrary to what you might think about me; I wasn't the quiet kid in the back of the class, but I wasn't an overly important student either.
Faking my personality was my greatest skill; a lackey I was and a lackey I will always be, thus getting the protection I needed at the expense of lowering my head.
nevertheless, my unsatisfactory with my life didn't come from my situation, either than the abyssal emptiness residing deeply inside my soul, comprising my ability to express or feel human emotion.
still, an idea I've had changed everything, what happened after death. I've thought about this topic for a long time. with each day passing, death seems more and more appealing, till my unsaturated curiosity turned to an obsession, making me seriously think about finding out ahead of time.
a lot of people knew that something was wrong with me, but nobody could say anything; at my scho1ol my grades in every subject were perfect; with my friends, no one could mock my passion because I always showed more interest in ordinary things, in-home, I exposed my stepmother resulting in a horrible incident, as my father killed them, and suicided shortly after.
"finally is the day I commit suicide" I muttered under my breathe.
I walked to the trash through my breakfast in it, after all, I am not going to need it I hurriedly walked back to class ten minutes before everyone else I took out a razor and slit my wrist I watched as my blood dripped slowly down my hand I then proceed to walk to the whiteboard and started writing my suicide note it wasn't much but hey what do you expect I finally finished and then proceeded to walk to the back of the classroom where the window was located and opened it the breeze was relaxing I climbed and set on the edge facing the classroom door that would open
' 30... 29... 28...-'
suddenly the door opened and Luna walked in
' Oh, it's the misterous quite girl'
 " h-hey, what are you doing"
she then proceeds to turn her head 90 degrees to the right and sees his suicide letter written in blood.
"hmm, wait Dí lún" she then runs over as fast as she can and grabs Dí lún by the collar of his school uniform and pulls him in to a embrace
"tell me why, why didn't you tell me I know we hardly talked but after reading what that says why are you holding your emotions in"
'see this is what I'm talking about I don't understand human emotions, and 3... 2... 1'
pushes luna back and she lands near a desk holding her balance because of the sudden push Dí lún then waits for his class to read his message
" hey you listen here motherf*cker don't you dare fall I'm not going to be in trouble for this scheme, derick get him
derick with his athletic body listens to his boss Ashtom and dashes to Dylan or Dí lún which one you either prefer and snatches his wrists, Dylan relaxes and falls down towards the pavement which is a three story fall, derick started losing his footing and starts going with him derick out of panick let go
"fuck sake derick! were in serious trouble now how are we getting out of this"
"uh the suicide letter is still on the whiteboard we can say he jumped?"
Dylan on the way down started thinking that maybe in the next life he will be loved
but suddenly a white flash erupted and envaded everyone's vision in that classroom and was teleported some where.

when romance, action, adventure, r18, yandere, and family betrayal are put together




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synopsis 2:


As the law of absurdity dictates, people are born different, may it be horns, facial features, BloodLines, or abilities.

    however, dí lún(Dylan) had the worst "luck" of them all; getting his trust broken by his friends/family, he tried moving on in life by moving out on his own but he was a kid(10-year-old) what could he know.

kind of a spoiler later he makes a new friend unknown to him, won't tell you their gender/or personality 
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now what you expect me to do/ know I shall not know because this stuff is new to me the only reason I could have written this is that the stories/novels I read are not to my taste or are just too bland and I just wanted people with the same taste as me to have something they can enjoy now the 
character development will be slow I think because I'm new to this don't worry about the world-building I will try to make it decent, oh and I will try my absolute best to write well so you readers can understand it.

nowhere are the credits first my inspiration goes out to Ru_ri
they did a pretty good job on the "My family are yandere's" before it got rebooted and if you are reading this part my story will have some of the same elements, Sorry Ru_ri no offense but I took some of your ideas and added them to mine, one thing I Will was not good at writing light smut, aka fan service I also haven't written, or imagined written R-18 stuff but I swear on my word I will try.
English is one of the four languages that I learned in school 
but I promise there will be errors in my writings sorry in advance.

cover, not mine so *Credits* to the artist
my upload schedule will be messed up because of collage

Aragon Aragon Aragon
 the stadium was on fire because they witness a miracle, yes the newbie who is only a slave not even a fighter, carelessly trained bravely defeated against 10 trained gladiators who knows the smell of blood and walked on the man-eating sand, this is the beginning of a new legend, the person who is happier is Earl Romulus who see profit, in the world of arena the Romulus group is the best and well known he attract all kind of noble, prince, mayor, duke even sometime the emperor and now a new germ come in his hand, how can he not be happy while on the back there is someone who was still laughing while her eyes fill up tears of happiness
 - I think your servant become lost it.
 -madness what are you going to do with her ask the couple(Anderson and wife)
 -i will send her away or kill her say Romulus and continue
 -there is no medicine for madness
 - I will take care of her say Angeline she is my servant after all 
- shut up she is no use to me
 -and what you going to do with Aragon if she is here Aragon will be motivated right if not you will lose, look at this full, they are happy right 
-you are right Romulus said then continue -Janine put her on a room you have known which, attach her and take her of her, like food bath her after attach her again 
-yes my lord
 -and send Aragon to me, he said like that everyone departed to their home one guard wear rose on a cell and another a rope and attack her on the bed
 ... 
On a large room where there a desk, a man was sitting on a chair and someone was standing
 - well congratulation for staying alive, it was a surprising day i will never imagine you live
 - thank you for your kind word my lord Aragon said, he bow his head unwillingly
 -i see your almost death bring some wit and know your place slave AHH Romulus say while laughing - congratulation you are no longer ordinary slave, you are now a gladiator who will fight on the arena 
- as your command master
 -as for the girl she is on a secure room, she turns mad she give me two choice 1) to send her to a mental institution or kill her but i decide a third choice it's to let her here with you to prove you my word is keep
 -thank you
 -as she cannot work you will fight for two in the arena, and for the fact of fighting 70 matches I thought again and i let you off for now 
- thank you master now go tomorrow you will head to the Gladiator headquarter 
-yes master after the discussion Aragon leaves the room and another man enter
 - master 
-Nathanaus, did you see him
 -yes master 
- i need you to tame him break him, brainwash him because he has talent and can accomplish a lot even more than Brutus 
- your word will carry without delay 
-now leave 
- yes master 
..... 
Let's come back to Aragon after he gets out from the room he meet with a guard who led him to his headquarter for the last time, but someone stops them on the way
 - Aragon you are summon the guards can't say a word and let them go, it was Janine who was accompanying him to the same place he was, when he arrives, he saw Angeline with a white robe who was waiting for him
 -you can leave Janine left them alone - I was waiting for you, she said and withdraw the white dress -i don't have much time, I want you to ravish me quickly as she said this word, she kneels and retire his petticoat and start a blowjob after 5 minutes she said 
- it's ready to go, I don't need for play because i was wet I couldn't think about anything but you without another second she leads his cock into her little sister, Aragon start moving
 ahh so deep
 - ahhh faster 
-ahhhh i m coming 
after her firs orgasm she fell on the bed, she was on the doggies position, while her hand support her on the bed Aragon keeps moving 
ahh.
 -ahhh 
- I am coming say Aragon he loads his juice inside ahh so full 
-where is Rose he asks her 
-Janine will bring you to her Angeline put on her dress and call Janine -Janine come in the door open and Janine enter and say 
-mistress 
- I want you to guide him where Rose is, if people ask say it was my order
 -yes mistress 
..... 
After they left the room they went to a room 4 doors after the one they were when they enter they find her on the bed she was debating to be free while speaking language incomprehensible
 -Kagan gunukile oma syui
 -Hey Rosie damn it again she suffers because of me or why the guilt inside me rise, what happen between us, I want to know
 -Janine what happen to her 
-after everyone thinks you die, she starts laughing, without rest maybe she breaks after she saw you death, I heard what happen to her, what she suffered inside he advance through her -Rose I know you can hear me I promise you I will fix you, you will find a way, and we will get out of here, I will give you the happiness you deserve he kisses her on her lips, tears fall from Rose
 -Agagon 
- yea Rose it's me he caresses her head -i will come back to you, i will fight for both of us, please wait for me, I promise you, you will never suffer again tears drop again, and again he was on his knee when they were talking, he gets up and walk to Janine.
 -let's go
 ..... 
Meanwhile on an Inn -are we going tomorrow ask a beast woman
 -no said Abigail
 -why ask the man who is in love with her -because I finally find him 
-the man who you were always looking for
 -yes
 kaboom the man heart explode, shredder like pieces, like he was pierced by million blades  
-but I need your help please
 -why 
- he was kidnap by someone and now live as slave and fight on the arenasqqy the man in love , I need you to help me free him
 -no we can't do that you know what you demand if he is in the arena it means someone important hold him right if we do that, we will be enemy of this important man, we are adventurer we live from the guild if we become enemy of an important person for a love one and we can't be adventurer anymore how we suppose to live. Said the other man
 -he is right you knowsay the man in love  -tomorrow we are going to leave this place if you wish to continue with us come with us or adios
 -i understand, I make good memory with you it's time to say goodbye she turn around and leave as she lives the inn someone call her
 -wait i m coming with you
it was two girl one beast girl with blue hair, body sexy lingerie and another one she is a sexy Elf with red hair ,she wear a hat dress like mage
- we will go with 
-i want to see the man my sister always talk about and see if he is worth everything ahh -ladies thank you before we are going to improve we are weak if we want to free him we need power -you really want to risk your life for him 
-i know he would the same if we change role, and i willing to die for see him free  it's my resolve because i can't see my live without him


Demon Lord Moyin was another personal disciple of the Demon Patriarch.
A full-fledged Grand Luo, he commanded overwhelming strength and had once slain a Demi-Saint. 
***
In the air, a small raft was streaking past and warping repeatedly.
Golden Armor General, the Jade Emperor's clone, was steering the raft, excitement showing all over hie pitch-black face. "How would you rescue Wang Hou, Mister Jiang? Charge directly into the Grand Luo's battlefield or infiltrate it, and rescue Wang Hou when you have the chance?"
Watching as Jiang He studied the information provided to him on the deck, the Golden Armor General then added, "My clone could use sixty percent of my true form's power, and holding back Moyin or Skyless would be no problem…"
"There's no need for such trouble."
Jiang He smiled, putting down the information. "I've read that Skyless and Moyin had once killed Demi-Saints, but those Demi-Saints belonged to lesser races and were pieces of trash that were born out of luck. In terms of combat ability, they would not be a match for a normal Demi-Saint, and their mystic treasures would dull in comparison to Grand Luo from important sects."
"My pets could stop Skyless and Moyin."
The Golden Armor General's eyes bulged. "Your cat and dog could stop Skyless and Moyin?"
"They can't."
Jiang He replied truthfully. "Dumbo and Trumbo might not lose out to Skyless and Moyin in cultivation, but they only started cultivating recently and have never fought a serious battle, so they have no combat experience at all."
"In contrast, Skyless and Moyin are personal disciples of Saints and they carry premium-grade innate treasures. Dumbo and Trumbo would never stop them, but…"
Jiang He's tone changed and he quietly said, "I have more than two pets."
"You… you…"
The Golden Armor General's eyes bulged wider at that. "You have more Grand Luo pets?"
Jiang He nodded and smiled faintly.
Suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Your Majesty, won't those foreign elites send their elites to kill you if they learn that your clone is heading to the celestial battlefield?"
"Of course." 
The Golden Armor General replied. "I'm the Lord of the Three Realms. Even if there nothing meaningful to be gained from killing my clone, the Gods, the Demons, and any race hostile against the Three Realms would only be too happy to do it."
"Would Saints or Demi-Saints intercept us on the way?"
"They won't."
The Golden Armor General said confidently. "For one, my clone's identity is a secret, and neither Saint nor Demi-Saint would make a move even if I was exposed under most circumstances… Saints of the Three Realms would naturally fight if they do."
The war of the worlds had raged on for eons. 
The various races or alliances would either be guarding a location or coexisting with a delicate balance. Even if a serious battle was waged with casualties on both sides, not one faction would come up on top.
For example, even in the invasion mounted by the Hundred Races Alliance the last time, those races had only lost little over a hundred Golden Immortals.
It was a number that did not amount to much for each race… but they had lose their dignity because something like that happened.
As such, the Modolo and White Sky God King were sent to the Golden Immortal battlefield to slay the Golden Immortals of the Three Realms until none of them dared to set foot inside the battlefield…
Those battles were mostly waged for the sake of saving face.
Jiang He was rather perplexed at that…
"Saving face?"
"Is it really that important?"
"Why don't we just kill fiftyish of their Grand Luo?"
"Eh?"
The Jade Emperor's Golden Armor General clone was left dumbstruck. Assuming that he was hearing things, he asked, "Fiftyish what?"
"Your Majesty…"
Jiang He, however, had a thought then and whispered, "I have a plan, and I need you to work with me, Your Majesty."
"We could deal a serious blow to the God and Demon race if it works!"
As both man discussed away on the deck, the Golden Armor General then exclaimed in delight and excitement. "Perfect! Your plan is too perfect, Mister Jiang… I'll summon the Duke of Dong Mu right now, spread word that I am going with you to save Wang Hou and the Grand Luo's battlefield!"
***
Back at the Celestial Court, Lü Dongbin rushed towards the Jade Emperor and asked, "You summoned me, Your Majesty?"
Utterly imposing, the Jade Emperor flatly spoke, "Duke of Dong Mu, send out your people to spread word that an important virtue clone of mind is escorting Jiang He to the Grand Luo's battlefield to rescue Wang Hou… remember to leak the news inadvertently, and do not let it reach the God race, Demon race, and any other hostile race too quickly."
"What?"
Lü Dongbin's face dropped and he promptly dissuaded the Jade Emperor, "Your Majesty, that's not…"
The Jade Emperor's expression hardened. "Save your breath and just do what I'm telling you to."
Soon, word spread.
Scouts that the God race, Demon race, and other hostile races embedded first caught it from a handmaiden's gossip, who had inadvertently heard it in some small talk between Lü Dongbin and his wife…
A day later, word of it reached the leaders of the God race, Demon race, and other hostile races.
By the next day, another group of Grand Luo from the God race, Demon race, and other hostile races headed to the Grand Luo's battlefield as well.
Aside from them, the various factions in the Three Realms also received word.
The Chan Sect, Jie Sect, and other elites headed to the palace and tried to verify it with Lü Dongbin and the Jade Emperor, only for the latter to simply smile, "Don't worry, everyone. I have my plans…"
"My clone and Mister Jiang should be close to the Grand Luo's battlefield now, and would enter it tomorrow. Let's stay here at the Celestial Court to enjoy the show."
The Jade Emperor waved his hand and a cloud of mist arose within the palace.
The mist reflected the entrance of the Grand Luo's battlefield.
"Your Majesty… where is Jiang He and your clone?" a Jie Sect Grand Luo could not help asking then. "My patriarch thinks highly of him, and had even sent people looking for him at the homeworld, and we did not imagine that he had come to Primeval…"
The Jie Sect did not know that Jiang He had come to the celestial battlefield.
When a Chan Sect heard that, he could not help chuckling. "Mister Jiang had stayed at our Hollow Jade Palace for a year after coming to Primeval and did not leave. It is only normal that you're not aware of that information, brother from the Jie Sect…"
Are they competing already?
Is Jiang He really that important?
The Jade Emperor quietly complained inwardly.
He then calmly said, "We'll naturally change perspectives after I enter the Grand Luo's battlefield.
***
In the air nearby the Grand Luo's battlefield, deep within the celestial battlefield, Jiang He and the Jade Emperor had hidden their presence and sneakily studied the entrance to the Grand Luo's battlefield. 
"Tsk… the entrance is actually a nebula, and it looks very vast… Your Majesty, how did the Grand Luo's battlefield take shape?"
"The world gave it life."
The Jade Emperor replied. "Everything in the celestial life is given life by the world, and the mysteries within is only known to the Saints… hmm. Another Grand Luo, and judging by their aura, a Stoner."
"Seventeen foreign Grand Luo had rushed here in just a day. If we had waited until tomorrow, there would probably be a hundred of them."
The Golden Armor General was beside himself with excitement. "The tides of the celestial battlefield could well be changed if that hundred or so Grand Luo could be killed."
Nonetheless he soon calmed down, and turned toward Jiang He to ask, "By the way, you said that you would have me expose my own identity to lure the foreign Grand Luo, but you did not say how we are going to kill them…"
The Golden Armor General's brows twitched.
Only now did he think about the key to the plan.
How were they going to kill almost a hundred Grand Luo?
Even peerless Demi-Saints like the Grand Mage of Xuan Du or the Nether River Patriarch would be giving a hundred Grand Luo a wide berth, let along Jiang He and himself!


Jiang He might have transmigrated to a world of Qi and martial arts, but the System that he got only provided him with... seeds. 
"Hold on, System. Aren't these just... peas? Not only are they inedible, but I'm supposed to throw them far, far away?" 


I was no longer alone. I could feel her presence in my mind, even though I couldn't see her. She was like memostly. Cold, lonely, confused. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice sharp, accusatory to a degree.
"A friend." I hope she'd understand. "I'm like you. I need to find him."
A flicker of memories flashed through my mind's eye, disturbing pictures of a dark alley and a shadow filling up all the space between this woman and the closest streetlight. It wasn't Gibbon she was showing me, as I was certain the memory was much older than his short life as an undead, but she was presenting me with the story of how she became what she was nowwhether voluntarily or not.
I settled into her memories for a moment, absorbing them, feeling her terror as the darkness surrounded her, feeling the sharp prick of piercing flesh as fangs met their mark, the despair of her life source leaving her body, before the creature pulled back, leaving her all alone in that alleyall alone and profoundly changed. She was scared. She was still trying to figure out what had happened to her, even after all of these years. My heart broke for her. If it hadn't been for Jamie and the rest of the LIGHTS team, I would feel the same.
And then she said one word back to me, one simple word, that, at first, left me confused.
"Klondike."
Not sure I understood, I repeated it to her. "Klondike?" I asked. The static on the television set in my mind picked up again. I was losing her. The roar of white noise filled my senses. "Waitwhat?" I yelled. "What is Klondike?"
"Klondike!"
"Cass?" Lucy was shaking me. My eyes flew open to meet hers. I looked at Emma, and both of them were wide eyed, frantic. "What's going on? What's Klondike?"
"Were you dreaming?" Emma asked, her forehead crinkled behind the edges of her glasses.
I must've said it out loud. "Sorry," I said, my heart still racing, my breathing uneven. "I just I think I know where he's at."
"Who?" Lucy asked, her hand on my arm. "Gibbon?"
"Yes," I nodded. "I think I made contact with another Vampire, one in Philadelphia."
"What's Klondike?" Emma asked.
I realized now where I'd heard that word before. In all of my research about the history of Philadelphia and the places where Gibbon might be hiding, I'd read about one or two that gave me the creeps, particularly the one I now believed he might be hiding out in. "Klondike was what the prisoners called the cells below ground at Eastern State Penitentiary," I explained. "The solitary confinement pens."
Without another word, Emma picked up her laptop and did a quick search. "Oh, wow," she muttered, turning her computer so that Lucy could view it. "I can see him wanting to hide down there." The pictures basically showed a dark, musty hole in the ground, decrepit and filthy from time and wear.
"I need to contact my sister," I said. I could've already gotten her on the IAC while we were talking, but I didn't want to be rude. Both of my friends nodded, and I sent a message to Cadence.
She didn't pick up. I waited a few seconds and tried again. This time, she sent me an auto-response that she was busy. "Dang it," I muttered.
"Not picking up?" Lucy asked, tearing her eyes away from Emma's computer.
"No," I sighed.
"Maybe text her?" Emma suggested.
"She never checks her phone anymore. Maybe Brandon knows where she's at."
My friends nodded. "I'm sure he'll pick up," Lucy said, giving me a sly smile, which was intended to make me calm down a little bit. It workedminimally.
"Brandondo you know where Cadence is? I've got some info."
"Hey, gorgeous," he said immediately. "Yeah, we're in a meeting. What's up?"
"Can you tell her to let me message her? I hate to interrupt, but I think it's super important."
He gave me visuals, and I could see that they were sitting around the table in the conference room, the same one we met at before I had my brilliant idea to go to Philly. He reached around his dad and tapped my sister on the shoulder, and out of the corner of his eye, I could see Aaron checking messages on his phone. Maybe I should've texted him.
"Cadence," Brandon said, "I hate to interrupt, but Cass says she's trying to get ahold of you, and it's important."
My sister narrowed her eyes at him, and I hoped he wouldn't get in trouble for answering me, but she said, "Okay," and then allowed me on through her IAC. "Cass? What's up? We're in a meeting."
"I know. Sorry," I said. "I wish I was there." I was trying to pay attention to her and figure out what Aaron was doing at the same time. The rest of the table was still talking, speculating, it seemed, about where Gibbon might be.
"Me, too. Is it important?"
Ignoring her insulting question, I decided to focus on the reason I contacted her in the first place. "Yeah, so I was doing my best to try to listen in on the Vampires. And I thought, maybe I should try seeing how far away this stuff works, right? So I really honed in on Philadelphia." I wasn't about to get into actually stepping into another person's brain with my sister at this juncture, so I tried to stay nonchalant about it. "It took a lot of concentration, but eventually, I was able to pick up chatter that seemed to be Philly relatedlike the Eagles, the Liberty Bell, whatever. Well, then I did something I'd never really done before, and I sent a question out to the other Vampires."
"That's daring," Cadence said. I could see her face through Brandon's IAC, and she actually looked slightly impressed. "What did you ask?"
"I asked if they had any idea where the Jogging Path Killer, or Gibbon, was."
Cadence looked a little less impressed suddenly, like she assumed I hadn't gotten an answer. "And?"
"And, well, at first, I didn't think anyone was going to answer, like they knew I was a spy or something. But just as I was about to give up, I got one really clear, one-word answer. And I don't know if it has anything to do with anything or what, but I thought you should know." There was a chance Gibbon wasn't there, and I was sending them on a wild goose chase.
She sighed loudly, and I knew then that she thought I was wasting her time. "Okay. What was it?"
"Klondike," I replied, glad I hadn't divulged too many details of the trauma I'd just experienced when she seemed to think this was no big deal.




ID Johnson creates characters you'll want to have as your best friends with antagonists you'll love to hate. Her love for all things princess-y compelled her to write her first medieval romance at fifteen, and she hasn't stopped writing since. Now, her plots are a little more complex, her topics a little more mature, and her romances often more intense, but she's never lost the love she felt the first moment she breathed life into a character over twenty years ago. If you love feisty paranormal heroines, damsels who cause distress, or historical ladies who know how to light up a room, then pull up a seat, get out your eReader, and meet ID Johnson's friends. Soon enough, they'll be your friends, too.
Check out her author website at www.authoridjohnson.com.

he world isn't the place you think it is. It's dark, it's secretive, and it's dangerous.
When my sister returned from a party one night, I knew something was different--something was wrong. I was determined to find out what was wrong, before it was too late. My life as a small town high school student would soon be transformed as I discovered an entirely different world, one where Vampires, Guardians, and Hunters war over humanity.
My name is Cassidy Findley, and I’m pretty sure my sister is a vampire, despite her “co-worker” making every effort to brainwash me into believing otherwise.  I can only hope that I’m not too late and that I can trust my own memories. 
Because I’m pretty sure my sister’s friends are coming for me next.
The Chronicles of Cassidy is a retelling of The Clandestine Saga specifically for young adult/teen readers told from the perspective of high schooler Cassidy Findley.



"You should get going before my wife returns." King Garland tells Rachelle who was sitting up on the bed as she was covered with the blanket.

"So soon Garland, I am sure that we still have time to spend together don't you think my love."

Rachelle brings herself closer to king Garland, warping her arms around his waist.

"Don't you want that." she asked him while leaning her face against his back.

"I would much like that, but you must understand, I have a duty as king and must act on them."

"More like you wish your wife wouldn't catch us together."

King Garland then got up and turned to face her.

"Come now that is not true Rachelle, I have important matters that need my attention."

"Yeah right." Rachelle raies out of bed dropping the blanket and picking up her clothes that were on the floor.

King Garland can see that she is not happy with what he had said to her. 

"Please do not be upset with me Rachelle." 

"It's fine my king, I best be going as I have important duties as well as your royal guard."

Rachelle quickly finishes getting dressed leaving the room before King Garland could have the chance to say another word.

Right when she stepped out of that room Nelson was not far to see her.

"There she goes again secretly leaving my parents room as father is still inside." Nelson thought.

He discovers his father's dirty secret for some time now and is disgusted that the man Nelson used to look up to as a child is having an affair with another woman behind his step mother's back.

"How can he do such a thing to the king's women he is married to?" Nelson thought which then made him worry about his dear sister's marriage.

That is why he has come this way to speak with his own father about Hannah's marriage.

Now Nelson wishes not to speak with the man, but what better time than this as he sure, he would not get another chance in sometime.

Breathing calmly Nelson walked up to the door knocking on it hard.

"Come on." hearing his father give him permission Nelson opened the door entering inside.

"Father sorry to bother you, but I wish to speak with you on something important."

"And what would that be for my son?" King Garland asks fully dressed and acting calm.

"It is about Hannah's marriage, I don't think it best for her to marry prince Loren."

King Garland didn't like what kind of conversation they were about to have.

"Nelson, the marriage between your sister and prince Loren is a great thing that is going to happen for both sides."

"You mean mostly for our side, I know the reason you're doing this to gain the protection and support from King Vernon. I mean you are not even caring about how you dear daughter Hannah feels about this."

"Which your mouth boy, I do care about your sister's feelings, but that girl understands why this is happening. If I play the role of the father more than the king, tell my son how you would do things differently in my stand."

When his own father asks him that Nelson became quiet it is not easy being a person in charge there is a decision that needs to be made for the greater good.

"Now you understand son being king is not such a thing to take light off, I have to do this unless we lose our home to our enemy by war or Hannah would be marrying to the enemy do you wish for that to happen."

"Of course not father, I just wish for something better for Hannah."

King Garland walked up to his son placing a hand on his shoulder.

"You are a good brother Nelson, but Hannah is a brave girl who knows what to do."

"I know it just, I don't have full trusting feelings for prince Loren, he gives me this feeling of someone, I should not let my guard down around him."

"There is no need to be that way with prince Loren. Give it sometime and I am sure you will no longer have that feeling about him."

Nelson listens to his wounding why this man will defend prince Loren so easily, he starts to suspect that his old man is hiding something.

"I understand father, I will try my best to get to know prince Loren a little better for you."

"Thank you my son for all that I ask from you."

The two of them hug, but Nelson couldn't feel a thing from hugging his father.

"I best be going then father, I will speak with you later." Nelson tells his father.

Nelson then left the room and began walking down the hallway until hearing his sister Hannah's voice.

"There you are." he quickly looked behind him, but she was not there.

"Have you been looking for me, princess Hannah."

Nelson hears another similar voice that is princes Loren, he slowly moves to the end of the hallway.

Carefully look over to see his sister Hannah and princess Loren together, also there was that demon girl standing closely beside him.

Nelson could not understand why prince Loren would allow a creature like that to stand by him.

"Of course, I have been looking for you as you have not tried to spend any time with me don't you understand that we are to be married one day. I thought you would at least try for us to get to know each other.

"Forgive me princess Hannah, but I did not come to your kingdom to get to know you for a whole year, I have important matters that, I wish to have done here"

Hannah felt a little offended, but kept her calm and resume talking with Loren.

"So as I am about to be your wife, you do not think that I am important to you even if I am going to be a part of your life."

"I do not mean that princess Hannah, I am just a person who does not wish to do nothing and make myself busy, but don't take me wrong, I would like to know you when there is free time for the both of us."

Hannah then smiled which Loren was a little surprised to see.

"Are you busy now then prince Loren."

"No, but…"

"Good then today we shall spend the day together isn't it a perfect timing to do so prince Loren."

Loren didn't say another word as he recalled what his friend Diloar Swordcarver had told him, so he sighed and spoke.

"Your are right princess Hannah let us spend the day together." Loren agreed which made her more happier to have won.

Loren turns to Angelina and she understands, stepping from the side to allow him and Hannah to leave together.

While those two were gone Angelina turned to where Nelson was hiding.

No time to escape Angelina had already reached him and pained Nelson hard against the wall causing him to have a hard time breathing for a few minutes.

"Why were you spying on us tell me." Angelina damned from him.

"Get your damn hands off me! You fucking demon."

Angelina didn't like that as she used that demonic strength to slammed him again against making Nelson cough up a little blood.

Nelson began to fear that this demon was going to kill him and so he reached for the sword he was carrying around his waist all the time.

Lucky to actually reach it, he uses that sword to slash Angelina from the side and kick her straight in the stomach sending the girl flying a few steps back.

Yet she got back swiftly along with becoming more enraged at prince Nelson ready to tear him to pieces.

Nelson takes a stand holding tightly to the sword in his hand ready to do battle with Angelina.

Angelina jumped at Nelson, but right when she did something, blocked and pushed her back."

"What!?." Nelson was completely surprised as he found himself protected by a magical barrier.

"Damn it! What the hell do you think you're doing." Cecelia yelled at her as she appeared right between them.

"That shit motherfucker hurt me!." Angelina showed Cecelia the wound on her side, but it was quickly healing.

"That doesn't matter, you can not attack prince Nelson he is princess Hannah brother and to be Loren."

Angelina growls at her which didn't scare Cecelina, but made her mad.

"Don't you fucking growl at me girl, I am not afried to smack your ass around, now go to your room."

Cecelia commed her and Angelina unhappy obeys her angrily leaving.

At that moment Cecelia dispel the barrier around Nelson and then bow her head to him.

"Forgive her prince Nelson for action against you as she does not mean it in any ill way towards you."

"She should be kept chained up somewhere where no one can see that monster."

Cecelia raises her head back up and is now showing an angry expression toward him as he sees it.
"You shouldn't speak that way to my dear sister because it wouldn't be her you have to worry about. Do you understand that prince Nelson."

Cecelia walks away right before he can get a word out of his mouth.

Once she was gone from his sight Nelson rubbed his head.

"I better stay away from those girls from now on, not telling what will happen if one day, I go up against one of them."

Richard Cross, born as a bastard, went through many difficulties, but he didn't let that defeat him, being raised with the love of his mother, who kept him going forward.

Time passes by, and now he's in his early twenties, with a great paid-off job, a lovely girlfriend. Living his life to the fullest, but it didn't last long...

As young and promising as he can be, he lost his life in his own apartment at the hands of an assassin. 

But not being the end of his journey, he got a second chance to live, and experience the wonders like a Fantasy book

But, lucky is not completely on his side, he's born as a bastard again. Nevertheless, he has a power bestowed upon him from birth, and he will make use of it to the fullest.

Join Richard's journey to become stronger, to become the KING OF THE UNDEAD.
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James POV

James is having a day from hell. Brittany, his secretary, caught some bug the day before and couldn't come to the office. Not that he would have allowed it. Even he is not that much of an asshole. First, Brittany, his right hand, who could solve any of his problems with her magic wand is down. 

Second, Melinda, his other and only remaining secretary, felt contractions early in the morning and had to be rushed to the hospital. Thankfully, they were Braxton Hicks contractions. However, the doctor advised me to take it lightly for a few days. And he agreed with him. He offered her full-paid maternity leave a month before this. But Melinda remained stubborn and rejected his offer on the basis of her getting bored sitting idle at her home. Now, he didn't give her a choice. She will either take the leave willingly or he would order the security to bar her from premises. Melinda, knowing her boss's wrath, took the smarter choice.

However, now James is left with no secretary. Though the trio of them work like a well-oiled machine, he decided he must hire someone temporarily for Melinda's position. That was another headache he is not looking forward to. He was hoping Brittany will be better by then and will handle the interviews. Until then he needs someone to do some menial work. 

So, he contacted the temp agency to send someone for a week. Who lasted one hour! Then he contacted another agency. He lasted 30 minutes. Then another...then another. By the time lunch rolled around, he had rejected five people and left with only one temp agency who was willing to spare a secretary. James doesn't think he is a difficult boss. 

Only, they all make the same mistakes. They are either (2 women and one man) flirting with him or being money-hungry sycophants so that they can boast to their friends that they are friends with the "James McKenzie". All he needed was a work-minded secretary who does the job. Is that too much to ask for? Obviously, it is. He couldn't wait for Brittany to come back.

In the meanwhile, he asked the only left temp agency to send their member. He hoped she was better than others. She isn't. James deduced that fact within ten minutes of meeting her. 

Melanie Jackson came into his office wearing a shirt so tight, he feared the buttons might pop if she took any deep breaths. He deduced she must have stolen it from her niece. And the skirt, he would have talked about it if there was any. She looked like a poster child of the stripper community. Not that he has anything bad to say about them. Hell! he saw strippers wearing more than what she wore in a strip club. 

He seriously wished then he didn't fire the previous one. At least, that guy was not wearing a skirt that could pass as a belt in some regions and asking the dumbest stupid questions. 

Melanie is doing both of them and slowly but surely raising his anger. Unfortunately, he couldn't do anything about it today.

"Do you want me to do you sir? I mean, what do you want me to do sir? I can do anything. ANYTHING. I'm flexible like that", Melanie asked as a way of greeting once she sauntered into his office.

Another one. Great! Where do these girls pop out from? Is there any bimbo making factory he isn't aware of? They are like heads of hydra. 

"No. You don't need to do me. All you need to do for now is sort my mails and send the important ones to me through the company server. You might find the password to the server and my email information in Brittany's desk", James bit out frustration mounting his veins.

After ten minutes, she popped through the door and asked her second question. 

"How to connect to the server sir?", she asked, dragging "sir" huskily. No doubt she meant it some other way.

James snapped the pencil in his hand before answering her, "First, stop with "sir", before she could embark on "James", he continued, "Call me Mr. McKenzie. Second, I asked you to check the mails ten minutes ago", James said while checking his watch, "what were you doing till now if you couldn't connect?"

"I was googling it?", she said as if she was questioning it herself.

"You tried to Google using my credentials? Are you- ", James took a long breath to diffuse some of the tension before continuing, "you don't search Google by typing login information! Forget it. Here, I will connect it for you", James stood from his desk and went to Brittany's desk as Melanie followed him at a slower pace enjoying the view.

James quickly typed the essential credentials while standing and connected with the server from Brittany's desktop. Melanie tried to peek from his shoulders to check what he was doing. James didn't give a fuck! She will be gone by the end of the day. So he didn't bother explaining it to her. James quickly opened the outlook to connect to his mail account.

"I don't have any mail account in the outlook Mr. McKenzie", Melanie chimed behind him. James tried hard not to pinch his nose in frustration. 

"I know", James gritted out. "I'm connecting my account, so that you may screen the mails and send the important ones to me. Only the important ones. Not the ones you may think important. Understand?", James didn't wait for her reply and went back into his office controlling the urge to bang the door behind him. 

This time it took her one hour to ask another question.

"I don't know how to use the coffee machine Mr. McKenzie. Do you like to show me please!", she purred the last word dragging it to its utmost capacity.

James rubbed his forehead trying to dispel the upcoming headache. He wished he could throw her from this building.

"Use the one from the downstairs cafeteria Ms. Jackson. I believe that is simple enough to learn", James controlled his urge to snap at her.

"How many breaks can I take Mr. McKenzie? I'm starving. I'm so hungry I can swallow anything!", Melanie said after another hour.

"You just had your break Ms. Jackson", James spelled each word out with great patience.

"If I work longer than a day will you hire me permanently Mr. McKenzie? I might be handy", Melanie persisted not easily deterred by his snappish responses.

"You have to work to question Ms. Jackson. Are you doing that?", James raised his eyebrow in an inquiry. Thankfully, Melanie left him alone for two more hours after that.

James is at tethers of his patience. He might literally pull his hair out or fire her if she asks another dumb question.

"Mr. McKenzie, some guy called to ask you something. He said he is from the media. What shall I tell him?", Melanie sounded excited asking him. 

"Tell him, I'm unattainable", James snapped at her.

"But why?", Melanie questioned him, feeling confused about why he is not jumping up and down to get the media's attention.

That's it! James strolled out of his office before he could kill her. He Walked out of the building before 5pm. A first for James. Even Tank looked surprised when he came downstairs. James hoped with all his might for Brittany's bug to disappear by tomorrow. Otherwise, he is afraid he will be going to the jail for committing murder.

When someone asks about Bella-Rose James, the responses you get are-

'She is the permanent designated driver,'-her friends.

'She brings homemade chocolate chip cookies to me. If only she would let me take her on a date. Why! I could be charming if I try (Someone snorted in the background),'- Matthew from old age home.

'She is my beautiful sweet baby. I still remember when she used to run around naked in our front yard-' -her mother.

'MOM! Stop. You said you would never bring it up,' -Bella-Rose James.

'Why are you asking about her? Do you know I have a Remington 870? Just letting you know I know how to use it,'- her dad.

'That's it. I'm disowning both of you,'- Bella-Rose James.

When someone asks about James McKenzie, the responses you get are-

'He is the most ruthless slave driver,' - his employees.

'He is the most ungrateful child of mine,'- his mother.

'He is lonely. Doesn't likes to talk much. He always keeps to himself,' - his housekeeper.

Read the journey of Bella and James and how these two opposites learn about each other through emails and how their newfound love wobbles when the secrets James carries comes into light.

Is their love strong enough to handle the pressure or will it crumble breaking their hearts?

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