My System Is Serious Chapter 1 소설 & 이야기

"If my body pays for it, I can part with my virginity," Nicki thought, seated right before a pimp, with her future in her trembling hands. It was supposed to be a one off deal. But the tides swept her into the stranger's arms a second time, and then a third, locked by the seal of marriage. While she wants their marriage to remain a secret, Aaron is too possessive to let her be. Will they reach a compromise? Just how far is he willing to go inorder to keep what's his? Their story calls, will you answer?

Four years ago, Evan Brooks walked away from Ryan Hale, the boy who was his first love, his everything after catching him in what looked like a betrayal. Shattered and humiliated, Evan swore he’d never let Ryan close again but fate doesn’t care about promises. Now, their parents’ whirlwind marriage has made them stepbrothers. The boy Evan once loved and hated is suddenly living under the same roof, looking hotter, cockier, and more untouchable than ever. Evan tells himself he’s over it. He tells himself Ryan is his past but every stare feels like a dare. Every smirk is a reminder of the nights they once burned for each other. Ryan has his own secret, he never cheated. He’s been waiting for a second chance… even if it means breaking every rule in the book. And when the truth comes out, one question will remain— Was their love always doomed, or is the real danger finally giving in?

Oceana Daciana, who is arranged to marry the Alpha of her parents' closest friend's son, realises her brother is her mate as soon as she turns eighteen. She was shocked by this discovery after eight years of searching for him, knowing that she had harboured these heated forbidden feelings for her brother since she was a child. Gerard, Oceana's brother, returns home. But he doesn't desire her and pushes her away, knowing the dangers and ramifications of having Oceana as his mate. He must leave. He must locate a replacement for Oceana. Because their union is both prohibited and cursed.

Left for dead by the man she loved. Reborn with a system built for absolute domination. When the zombie apocalypse hit, Eva’s pathetic boyfriend stole her last scraps of food and fuel to please his mistress, leaving her to be ripped apart by a ravenous horde. But instead of dying, Eva wakes up thirty days before the outbreak, and this time, she’s not playing the victim. With her memories of the future and "LUS" a ruthless Level-Up System echoing in her head—Eva ditches her toxic ex, hoards a fortress of supplies, and builds an unstoppable wasteland empire. Now, her sniveling ex is back on his knees, weeping and begging for forgiveness. But Eva doesn’t have time for a coward. She has a base to expand, a system to max out, and a line of dangerously powerful, fiercely protective alpha "partners" begging for her attention—starting with Justin, the lethal wasteland warlord who refuses to let her go. The world ended once. This time, it belongs to her.

Ashly and Alex are best friends actually longtime friends. One of them is Alpha and one is omega. They are interns on their last year of medical school. And they are also part of same club. One of them has fallen for the other. Will he be able to finally confess his feelings? Ashly and Alex know, they can feel it. But again, they don't talk about this. Mating with your best friend is not good idea. Isn't? But They did. They confess to each other and even get mated but then things change. Ashly can feel her Alpha is cheating on her, she can feel with the help of their bond. Ashly tries hard to save their relationship but at least it didn't work, and she leave with pup inside her belly. They meet again 3 year's later, "The pup is mine." Alex said but Ashly glare to him. "No, he is not. He is only, so don't even try to come near him or I will drag you to court for cheating your own Omega." Alex knows the love between them already over but he wants his pup, no matter how. And we will do everything. Even if he needs to kill Ashly current mate.

Ash and Alex are best friends actually long time friends. One of them is Alpha and one is omega. They are interns on their last year of medical school. And they are also part of same club. One of them has fallen for the other. Will he be able to finally confess his feelings? Ash and Alex know, they can feel it. But again they don't talk about this. Mating with your bestfriend is not good idea. Isn't?

I witness my wife, Janice Grant, sleeping in the same room as her childhood friend, Bruce York, in nothing but a skimpy nightgown. But Janice claims that she has gotten bound to a conquest system, so she has to conquer Bruce's heart just so she can complete the mission. I know that this is just a lie Janice has come up with, but I decide to endure her antics for the sake of our daughter, Millie Grant. But one night, Millie lapses into an asthma attack. My father-in-law, Phil Grant, and I rush her to the hospital immediately. Unexpectedly, as soon as we arrive at the hospital, we stumble upon a group of people who are there to cause trouble. Phil ends up getting stabbed in the chest just so he can protect Millie from harm. I quickly call Janice on the spot. But after hearing my explanation, she thinks I'm lying to her. "Evan, I told you I'm in the middle of a mission! If I don't complete it, I'll get punished by the system! Can you stop being so unreasonable?" Despair and rage overwhelm my senses at that moment. Since Janice is adamant on casting her own father and daughter aside for her beloved Bruce, she can forget about inheriting the hundred-million-dollar assets!

On the first day of classes, my roommate gives me a crystal bracelet as a welcome gift. Without thinking, I quickly adorn it around her mother's wrist. In my past life, my roommate wanted to be a social butterfly. She was determined to have a hundred boyfriends by the time she graduated. But no matter how reckless she was, she never ended up conceiving. On the other hand, I kept getting pregnant and having countless miscarriages. But unlike her, I had never been in a relationship. The entire university mocked me, labeling me promiscuous and shameless. During my 66th miscarriage, I died on the operating table from severe bleeding. It was only after death that I realized the crystal bracelet my roommate gave me had somehow linked our wombs together. As soon as I opened my eyes, I realized I had gone back to the first day of the semester.

After my rebirth, I awakened the Pregnancy Swap System. I immediately used it to swap the unborn litter of a pregnant sow with my half-sister's baby. In my previous life, she had slipped infertility drugs into my meals, leaving me barren. Then, she seduced all three of my betrotheds and got pregnant with triplets. Through her schemes, she had me thrown into the most depraved beggar's den outside the city. The day all three of them broke off our engagements, I became the laughingstock of the entire capital. My half-sister, Jennifer Moss, was heavily pregnant and made sure to rub it in my face. "Blame your own useless body for not giving them children. Unlike me, I've got three in here." I died on the streets, where thousands spat on my corpse. When I opened my eyes again, I personally delivered all three of them straight to my half-sister's bed.

My competitive eater classmate, Selina Reeves, bound me to a fat transfer system. No matter how much food she ate, I was the one who gained weight. Later, she was named one of the top 100 food bloggers while I ballooned to 200 pounds and lost my job. My boyfriend did not seem to mind. He even proposed with unwavering confidence. A month later, Selina entered a competitive eating contest and devoured 20 pounds of ribs in one sitting. The excessive fat intake triggered acute hypertension, and I died on the spot. My husband inherited my substantial fortune, then turned around and married Selina without a second thought. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself three months in the past. Selina's food streaming career was just starting to gain traction, and I still weighed 90 pounds. This time, I snatched the ten-inch cake right out of her hands and ate every last bite. She had no idea I had bound myself to a food transfer system. No matter how much I ate, it would transfer to her stomach tenfold.