Wilderness Survival

Mom always said my entire life ran on luck. When I ranked first in my class, she said, "You just guessed really well." When I won a gold medal, she said, "The judges must've been blind." When I got into Westridge University, she told everyone, "This kid has no real ability, just good luck!" So on my first day of college, she tossed me a book of scratch cards. "Since your luck's so good anyway, might as well let it handle your living expenses too. "You get one book per semester. However much you scratch off is all you get. "And just so you can't come crying to me about being broke, I'm blocking you now. I'll add you back next semester." With that, she ignored every one of my desperate pleas and blocked me on every single platform. I wanted to cry but could not even manage tears. All I could do was scratch two cards every day. On good days, I would win 20 to 50 dollars. Most days, I won absolutely nothing. I survived by sneaking expired cookies out of my roommates' trash. By the last week of the semester, I had developed severe anemia. As I used every ounce of strength to scratch the final card, I laughed. Mom was right. My luck really was incredible.

I paid the ultimate price in my last life for being too polite to refuse others. During a summer vacation, four children ended my life. "Talia, we’re already on the way to your place. We should be there in about two hours. No need to prepare anything special. Just keep things the way you normally do. Don’t fuss." I stared blankly as the voice came through my phone. The agony of my skin being scalded raw by boiling-hot stew was still vivid in my mind. When I had struggled and begged for help, those children had dragged me back together. In the chaos, I had fallen from the seventh floor and died with my eyes wide open. I glanced at the calendar on the wall. I had been reborn. In my previous life, my sister-in-law, Vanessa Mercer, had dumped her four kids at my home for the summer and left. I was forced to care for six children alone and was pushed to the brink of collapse. Simply because I wouldn’t let my nephew, Jaxon Mercer, play on his tablet for hours on end, and because I told him not to wander around the house in nothing but his underwear, the conflict escalated until it led to that horrifying death. My whole body trembled at the memory. I rushed into the bedroom, grabbed my identification documents, and fled toward the high-speed rail station with my two daughters, Kaia and Nova Mercer. "Mom, where are we going?" "I'm taking you on a trip. We’re going to have as much fun as we want!"

An apocalypse driven by natural disasters. Survival of the fittest. Typhoons, floods, deadly cold, scorching heat, earthquakes, tsunamis, insect plagues, acid rain… After struggling through three years of the apocalypse, Nicole Floyd met a brutal death. Miraculously, she woke up and found herself three days before it all began. Nicole seized the advantage to reclaim her storage space, flipping the switch on full-on stockpiling mode. She shopped until she ran out of money, and her storage was packed tight. She also looked for the dog that had saved her life once before. She sharpened her knives, stacked her supplies, and took care of unfinished business. She paid back every debt, whether owed in blood or in kindness. And then, disaster struck. Her right hand gripping a knife and her left stroking the dog, Nicole pressed on through the ruins of a world without order or morals.

Naomi: This girl claims to protect me!? She’s so cheeky for someone who fainted just seeing the ghost. I am Dolores Rosevul, a quiet college student. But today, without any reason, I was attacked by a mysterious ghost while visiting a Mansion with my friends and fainted. When I finally awoke…She knew what her fate was, death. The only thing she could do now was to hold on tight to Naomi's thighs. Noami: Hmph! Don’t think for a moment that I’ll give someone like you any attention! Dolores: Don't like me, just protect me. --------- Nerdy Noah finally met his rival after over ten years. Marcel Ryuu was taller than him, a better student than him, and even the girl that Noah liked had a crush on him. Noah: My crush likes basketball, I'll work for the school basketball team! Noah: My crush likes calm and cold looking men who secretly only care for her, I will only act cold from today! Marcel [during a battle scene]: Why do you help me? Marcel [after coming out of the mansion]: Why are you still here following me? Marcel [guessing]: Are you secretly in love with me? Noah: No! No! My crush is following you! ___________,_ Disclaimer: The story contains two love story.

When I was at my absolute poorest, I got sucked into some kind of survival game. The challenge was to survive 7 days on just 50 dollars, and the winner would walk away with a million dollars. As someone who might as well be certified as a professional at being broke, I knew exactly how to survive on next to nothing. That prize money had my name written all over it.

The Bloodfang Pack’s Alpha has declared a grand warrior match. A test of strength, cunning, and dominance. The werewolf who emerges victorious will not only earn the title of champion but will also claim his most beautiful daughter as a mate. But everyone knows this is just a formality. No matter who wins, I should be the one to marry Harken Shadowfang. He and I grew up together, our wolves intertwined by years of shared hunts and whispered promises beneath the full moon. He has always been my destined mate—or so I thought. The match begins, and Harken deliberately loses. I watch as he kneels in the dirt, breathing heavily, his sharp golden eyes flicking toward me with something cruel, something mocking. A chill runs down my spine. Why? Why would he do this? The victor stands tall, his fur still bristling from the heat of battle. Alaric Jaggedmane. A warrior through and through, his aura is heavy with the weight of a true Alpha—something Harken never had. Without hesitation, I step forward, lifting the warrior’s wreath. "Congratulations," I say, my voice steady. "You're now my husband." A furious snarl rips through the air. Harken storms toward me like a rabid beast, his fangs bared, his hands trembling as he snatches the wreath from my grasp. "Why didn't you pick me?" he demands, his voice bordering on madness. I meet his gaze without fear. Because in my past life, I did. I chose him. I thought he loved me. I thought we would be happy. But I was a fool. After my father’s death, Harken locked me away, keeping me weak with silver-laced drugs while he took his true mate, Ravyn Evermoon, to public events at his side. I was nothing but a tool. A stepping stone for his ambitions. A title to secure his rule. It was only then that I learned of his betrayal— of the three children he had already fathered with her. And so now, with this second chance granted to me by the Moon Goddess herself, I do not waver. I will not be Harken’s pawn again.

The human traffickers were apprehended, and after DNA verification, the police returned me to my affluent parents. My parents gave a cold nod, thanked the officers, and instructed the butler to make me comfortable. Two months after returning home, the fake heiress, Irene Burrel, secretly signed me up for a wilderness survival course. My parents gently stroked her head. “Since you want to play, let her accompany you.” They did not care one bit if I died out there. Irene smirked triumphantly at me. “What does it matter if you’re the real heiress? I can still do whatever I want with you! “Survival training is my daily routine. I’ll make sure you leave that competition on a stretcher!” When we arrived at the wilderness training grounds in the mountains, I laughed. I grew up in these very forests. Did she think I did not know this place?

Welcome to Vedrah! A world where no one leaves alive... unless she does. --- Natzy Ziam was born with a dark mind and violent urges. Her mother tried to change her, but a lifetime of betrayal, loss, and heartbreak pushed her into the person she feared the most. She embraced the darkness and became the Psychopathic Executioner, killing cheaters and carving her mark on their foreheads. 'You deserve it.' But everything ends the night a driverless bus appears and drags her into Vedrah Prison, a world where the most guilty souls are sent to suffer forever. Vedrah has one rule. Every five days, a test begins. Survive or perish. And to escape, Natzy must find relics hidden across five deadly regions and earn the Mark of the Guardian, the being who created Vedrah. The world is filled with giant beasts, flesh-eating trees, bloodthirsty insects, and horrors that roam day and night. Along the way, she meets Naro, a quiet boy who reminds her of her brother, and Kyle, a man who keeps risking his life to protect her. Natzy hates kindness, but his presence slowly shakes the walls she built around her heart. In a place where love is a weakness and death waits at every step, Natzy must choose what she truly wants. Survival, redemption, or the small hope of peace beyond hell.

Earth is doomed, and humanity is on the verge of extinction. In reality as we know it, where humanity will undoubtedly be annihilated, six legends are gathered with the sacred mission of saving humankind from annihilation. Creating and finding a new world foe the remnant of humanity was the hope of mankind, but which world will surrender or give out it terrain without a feat. The undertaking of driving them in their campaign falls upon the shoulders of a solitary amnesic and frail man neglected in the wild alone with next to no method for endurance. Join Tsao's adventure in this slow-paced journey submerged in a fantasy world where he'll meet friends, enemies, and love interests who will discover this brand new world along with him. Will Tsao be able to find hope again for humankind? Will the remnant be able to stand against the world that stands against them even in this their feebleness? In this way, survive in the parallel world, please!

Virginia, who had been verbally and sexually abused by her father who was a gambler and drunkard, finally had to accept her fate when her father sold her to Gerald, the mafia who needed a heart donor. Virginia thought she was going to be killed and her organs would be harvested. But beyond his expectations, when Gerald saw Virginia for the first time, the mafia actually made her his wife. Why did Gerald want to marry Virginia? How will Virginia survive when Gerald's entire family perceives her as a threat who will take Gerald's legacy and fortune from them? Will Virginia be able to protect herself and survive among those greedy family?