tobi kills konan

Hello! Tobi here~

"You're my weakness" Jerald said, still aiming his gun at her, she yawned. "If all I am to you is a pawn that your enemies will use against you then, do as you wish" She said as she stepped towards him. He stepped back. “Don't come closer" he said, his hands jolting. “I'll shoot." “Jerald Carter! New York's Cosa Nostra, can't even shoot me.” She mocked him, she knew he couldn't do it. She kept moving closer. “Jennifer!” He warned her. “You can't kill me, Jerald.” She pressed her chest against the gun. “You and I both know I am The Thing You Kill For.” Jennifer’s father promised that she would marry Jerald Carter. Jennifer's been dreading the arranged marriage because she has a boyfriend—but now that her family's lives depend on it, there’s no denying it anymore. There's something mystifying about Jerald Carter but nonetheless, Jennifer couldn’t help but fall for him. Everyone is not perfect of course, Jerald Carter got a big secret he’s keeping, of the dark and deadly variety. But what will happen when she finds out that she married a man who could just as easily kill her as a snap...?

I wonder what will be the last act if the dead were given a second chance. Would it be revenge, would it be am sorry, would it be "I love you" to the one's they never said them to, or would it simply be goodbye? I've always wanted to say something nice on my death bed, something rememberable. Most people like myself claim to not fear death but the fear of death is one of the things that inspire most to say something inspiring at the end, the soul wants to be preserved even in the memories of others. The fear of death is what drives the living to seek peace, and if that is possible it compels us to seek security and protection, and if safe we want to succeed and that drives us to seek wealth and with wealth comes power, and with power comes certainty and hope for something better to come, hope is that feeling that assures us death is far. We surround ourselves with these feelings simply because we all fear death, for make no mistake, death will come when it will come, the only thing within our power to do is to accept it.

Shuangwen+Invincible+Dedicated to the Son of Destiny+Acting Without Worries] Chen Wen fell into a deadly situation as soon as he crossed through, awakening his strongest physique Chaos Sequence Body with a backhand and, plus the Golden Finger Destiny Furnace. Are you the Holy Eucharist of Desolation, from the Tianming Emperor Clan? Jie Jie Jie, melt him for me! Are you a reincarnation from the First Emperor clan? Jie Jie Jie, I melted him down again! Are you the owner of the system, from the Araki family? Jie Jie Jie, come on, come on, it's all from me... No matter what power you come from, no matter what golden fingers you have, they must all become nourishment for me to become stronger. Compared to personal strength, I'm sorry, but Chen Wen is invincible. Compared to the background? That's even more embarrassing. My father's clan is the Tianming Emperor Clan, and my mother's clan is still the Tianming Emperor Clan. From this moment on, I, Chen Wen, will step by step reach the highest level!

When Glaze Lockhart was summoned to another world to save it from the Demon King , he had no intention to save the world and work as a minion for the King and plots to kill him and take control of the Everheart Kingdom , here begins his story of becoming the villain himself that the world needs to be saved from. . . Patreon : https://www.patreon.com/pratikapte . Discord : http://discord.gg/7E3UpWm . . ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I don't own the rights to the art in the cover , if you want me to take it down , I will take it down.

Mahmoud is an an amazing man has a great family and works as a bank accountant with a quiet life. His life totally changes when a new comer comes to work on the same bank making him a nother one. The whole family life gets complicated when another guest appears making Mahmoud unable to choose between his current, new or old lifes but get evolved to a bank robbery and find himself accused of theft.

Rose was a normal wolf who unlike others, had found her mate at the tender age of her childhood, but throughout her whole life, he wanted nothing to do with her. Her whole life, she suffered not being accepted by him along with everyone else. On the day of her mating acceptance, she gets rejected by the love of her life and dies from the rejection. "If I'm given a second chance at life, I will never love you or anyone ever again." That is what she claims before her last breath, but miraculously she wakes up once more, and nothing is the same as before. What will happen to her in her second chance of life?

American boy about to get off of work almost got hit by a car slept and hit his head on the rock reincarnated lucky with five wishes

"You burned me at the stake. You called me a traitor. Now I wear your crown." Once a feared noblewoman, Elara Valeblume was betrayed by her kingdom, accused of treason, and executed by the man she once loved Crown Prince Kaelith. But death is not the end. Elara awakens in the body of her former maid, five years before the betrayal. Weak. Powerless. Forgotten. This time, she’s not here to beg for justice. She’s here to rewrite fate from the shadows tear down the royal court, uncover the truth behind the High Priestess’s murder, and make Kaelith regret the day he let her burn. But the past is full of secrets she never saw the first time. The real villain might not be the prince. And the deeper she digs, the more dangerous her second life becomes. One thing is certain: They killed the wrong woman. And she won’t die quietly twice.

I am the youngest son of the Jaegal clan’s leader — and a failure. At twelve, they discovered I suffered from an incurable condition: I couldn’t cultivate or manipulate formations. To my family, that was the same as being dead. Without honor or future, I was sent to a place no one took seriously: the Low Mist Sect — a handful of forgotten monks in the mountains, with no warriors, no reputation, no power. The only thing they cultivate is silence. Mocked as cowards and laughed at by the entire murim world, they never raise swords — but they know exactly where swords will fall. And it was there, among shadows and silence… that I began to see the world as it truly is.