downtown buda

James grew up in a City where wrong is right and right is wrong, The downtown Sacramento known for outlaws. He lost his both parents as a young boy who was shot in his presence in their home, he lives and grew with that trauma, He was raised by his older cousin Malik who took him in but to his own advantage, he taught James how to sell drugs on the streets of Midtown Sacramento where Only the strongest can survive... The only thing that matters is survival in the south of downtown Sacramento. James childhood experience made him so fierce and brutal. James grew to become the face of the "The Downtown Devils" who ran the show in Southside. They are the most feared in the city of drug Lords, street kings, hustlers and killers who are relentless. James faced a life of Struggles, Crime, Chaos, Betrayal from where he least expected it, from Malik who felt James had derailed and grown soft by falling in love with a rival enemy's sister Jazmin, whose brother Bryan was the downtown devils bitter rival but love knows no boundaries. James and Jazmin had to fight for what they both shared, even if it means fighting their own blood. While also trying to stay afloat in a chaotic city of Sacramento. Jazmin will want to.draw James of the life of crime but that's all James knew but was willing to do whatever that's necessary to have a happy ending with the love of his life but his shadows and dark past keeps hunting him down.

In the dark, gritty streets of Shinzato, Alex, a powerful gang leader, is kidnapped while heading to a gang war. He awakens to find himself in the unfamiliar city of Shinzato, with no recollection of who took him or why. As Alex navigates this new, treacherous landscape, he must rely on his wits and cunning to survive. But the more he uncovers, the more he realizes that his kidnapping is merely a small part of a larger, more sinister game. With his empire back in Shinzato on the brink of collapse, Alex must fight to regain control and unravel the mystery behind his abduction. But will he be able to overcome the forces arrayed against him, or will he become the latest casualty in a war he doesn't fully understand?

Ikebukuro is Ikebukuro and nothing else. And in this one of a kind city on earth all hell always breaks loose. From gangs running about smashing everything, to gangs running back and cleaning their mess. It’s the land of everything and anything. And in that lands lies two gangs who each control half of Ikebukuro... The Flowers and Titular. Both of them are rival gangs, brawling each and every single day, The Flowers with their brute force, ruthless and absolute unity and peak physical condition. On the other hand Titular fights using tactics, custom gadgets and all sorts of traps. Yet no one gang could ever trump the other. However it seems like the fickle master that is Ikebukuro has yet to be satisfied, as along with the forever expanding and spiralistic nature of the town, a new threat showed up from the sky... An alien invasion makes Ikebukuro its starting point. It was then that Racer (The Flowers leader) and Harmona (Titular’s boss) decide to unite against a single enemy. And what a shitty unity has that become.

Small town kid, moves to a city of defunded police, decriminalized hard drugs, no one who really knows him .. maybe that's what it will take for him to rediscover himself... or get lost in the darkness

Moona wanted to stop him, to ask him not to go, because deep down she was afraid. She was sfraid of loosing him, she was afraid that she might not see him again. A tear rolled on her cheek as she watched the closed door... After all he was a police officer. She knew he was busy in some foolish mission. With heavy heart she walked over her bedroom where she laid down and when sleep took hold of her she didn't know. ........................... Do you accept this Nikah?" The man with a beard asked him. "I do!" He heard his voice. "Do you accept this nikah?" "I do!" "Do you accept this nikah?" "I do!" "Congratulations! Let's raise our hands to ask Allah Almighty to shower His endless blessings on this couple." The man raised his hands. He looked at her bride, she was also looking at him with a bright smile on her face. And his eyes were open. He looked around frantically. The only voice in the room was of his panting. His throat was sore. He sat up in his bed. The light coming from the street through the window was the only source to reduce the darkness in the room. The habitant was now drinking water from the glass which had been on his bed-side table. After drinking the water he picked up his phone and came out of his room. Entering the lounge, he turned on the lights and sat on the couch. There he started recording a voice note. "I just had a very bad dream and I am not feeling very good about it. I saw I was getting married." He stopped the recording and pushed the send button. .................... This is a story of a widow, Moona, who meets a guy, Zain, who is an intelligence officer, after the death of her husband. They both investigate the murder of her husband with the help and support of their family. This is a family story. This is a friendship story. This is a love story. Who is their enemy? Who is the person behind the two murders? To know these facts, read WIDOW. Love, Hibba.

In a world where demons come into the human world to cause havoc one teenage boy took it upon himself to protect his world, with the demonic power he inherited from his father and the help from his younger sister how will he pass through all the hardship? As time starts to tick down to when the demon king comes to the human world to take it over after all his subordinates fell to the hands of his foe, how will the demon hunter face off against him? How will he win against his brother?

"I dare you to say that again." "You look like Gollum's twin brother." _____________________________ Officer Genevieve Perez. A diligent police constable. She's quick, both mentally and physically, with a gun by her side at all times. The 24-year-old does her duty to the best of her ability, and absolutely nothing can distract her when she sets a goal. Detective Alec Walliams. At 27, He has managed to accomplish countless tasks over the span of a few years. An egotistical male during the day, and a skilled undercover investigator by night. Sometimes, the two personas occur at the same time. Alec and Genevieve cross paths. One thing leads to another, and they have to team up in order to catch a twisted outlaw. The only problem? They're like oil and water. She abides by the rules. He makes his own. 18+

Everyone has a shadow side....Yerin needed to learn that the hard way

After an exalted powerhouse uses an ancient artefact that shakes the universe, a dark soul is born. The dark soul finds a body and takes it over. He finds out that his new life will be filled with dangers, uncertainties and schemes. To ensure his survival and live a fulfilling life, the Dark Soul must find a solution and a path that is suitable for him to conquer adversity and become powerful.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!