Imagine that on the way to work you dozed off in a minibus. You were awakened by screams of horror, and God knows what is going on around you-cars on the avenue explode one after another, people burn like candles. And above all this chaos and death in the sky, a mysterious worship of a triangular shape is circling. And now the turn to take off into the air comes to your minibus ... That's exactly what this work is about.
Dolphins always push drowning people to the shore, we know this since the time of Aesop. All dolphins rescued at sea testify to the same thing. But does this mean that dolphins really always help people in trouble? Or are we simply unable to learn the stories of those who were pushed offshore by dolphins? The given example with dolphins resembles a well-known joke: "All 100% of the population of our planet have access to the Internet, this is eloquently evidenced by the results of a survey on the Google website."
Now, digressing from dolphins and the Internet, let's look at existing fantasy novels. More precisely, not even on the novels themselves, but on their main characters, especially on the "fallen" into other worlds and survivors of all kinds of Apocalypses. The typical male protagonist is necessarily muscular, like Conan the Barbarian. A woman is certainly so divinely attractive that no normal man can resist the sight of her. Both of them know how to shoot with two hands, they understand all types of modern weapons, and with medieval small arms and cold ones they even go for a walk with the dog and a picnic with work colleagues. In addition to all of the above, the hero must have a third at least a black belt in any martial art, almost always a scientific degree from a doctor of science and above, and there is always a close friend, who is well versed in exactly what will be needed further in the story: from knowledge of a long-extinct language to the construction of a thermonuclear reactor. And if the hero suddenly does not have any of the above, then he will certainly compensate for this lack of experience in all the hot spots of our time, an abundance of money or acquaintance with the coolest bosses of the criminal world.
How many of your acquaintances do you know who possess at least half of the traits described? Hardly. So, is it really impossible for a hero of a science fiction novel to exist without all the burden it is not clear where, it is not clear when and for the sake of what goals he has learned the skills of killing his own kind and surviving in extreme conditions? Can't the hero really be an ordinary person – a boring manager-consultant in a store or an ordinary programmer, and not at all a super-genius?
Of course, certain conditions will be required for our character to stop being an uninteresting, clogged gray shadow, and become a real hero in the eyes of someone. Firstly, we need weaker ones so that our character feels the need to become a leader and protect others in conditions where all the "real heroes" suddenly died or are in an incomprehensible place. Secondly, our character must be sure to remain a man in the conditions of chaos reigning around, not succumbing to the temptations of lawlessness. Otherwise, it will not be a hero at all, but a petty despot parasitizing on the weak and defenseless. It is unlikely that such a type will be of interest to the reader, and in the author it will only cause disgust and disgust.
Thus, the starting conditions are determined: a normal person with his possible weaknesses and shortcomings, in critical conditions, is ready to take responsibility for the lives of the weaker ones. So, let's begin!
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!