
The Bleeding Pen
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Novels by The Bleeding Pen

SECRETLY The Billionaire Tycoon
Action
Drama
Finance
Hidden Identity
Heir/Heirness
Dominant
Betrayal
Face-Slapping
Incredible Son-in-Law
The Thornton family made one fatal mistake: they assumed the man scrubbing their floors was actually who he pretended to be.
For five years, Adrian Kane played the role of the worthless son-in-law. He delivered food for minimum wage. He wore the same three shirts. He endured mockery, abuse, and betrayal from the family who thought they were doing him a favor by letting him exist in their world.
They called him worthless. A beggar. A parasite feeding off their success.
They had no idea he was the exiled heir to the Kane Empire—a shadow conglomerate worth over $800 billion that secretly owned everything they thought they'd built, including the very company bearing their name.
When Adrian finally signs the divorce papers, the mask comes off. The beggar becomes the king. And the Thorntons are about to learn that the man they treated like a dog owns the leash they've been wearing all along.
Revenge isn't just sweet—it's a billion-dollar empire crushing everything in its path.
They humiliated him for five years. He'll destroy them in five days.
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Chapter: THE FATHER RETURNS
The voice on Elena's phone was impossible.Vincent Kane had died in Switzerland three weeks ago. Adrian had been there. Had watched the life support disconnected. Had seen the funeral. Had received the death certificate bearing official Swiss government seals.And yet that voice—unmistakable, carrying the cold authority that had shaped Adrian's entire existence—was speaking to them now."I know you have questions," Vincent said through the phone's speaker. "Meet me tonight. The original Kane estate in upstate New York. Nine PM. Come alone or bring whoever you trust. But come."The line went dead.Elena and Adrian stared at each other in the hotel room, both trying to process what they'd just heard."He's alive," Elena said unnecessarily. "Father is alive. The death certificate was forged. The funeral was theater. He's been watching everything we've done since Switzerland.""Testing me even after his 'death,'" Adrian finished, feeling rage building in his chest. "This entire month—Mich
Last Updated: 2026-02-28
Chapter: THE ASSASSIN'S IDENTITY
The forensics report arrived at Ryker's secure email at 4:47 AM, six hours after the factory collapse.Adrian was at St. Luke's Hospital getting his shoulder examined—it was indeed dislocated, relocated by emergency medical personnel at the scene with the kind of professional efficiency that suggested they'd done it thousands of times. The pain medication was making him drowsy, but when Ryker called with the ballistics analysis, Adrian's mind cleared immediately."Harvey Mitchell was killed with professional precision," Ryker said without preamble. "Single gunshot to the head. Entry wound behind the right ear, slight upward angle consistent with shooter being below or behind the target. The weapon was silenced—none of the team heard the shot during the chaos."Adrian sat up in the hospital bed despite the doctor's protests. "Time of death?""Coroner estimates between eleven fifty-five AM and twelve-oh-three PM. Right in the middle of the firefight. Someone used the chaos as cover for
Last Updated: 2026-02-28
Chapter: BURIED ALIVE
The factory collapsed in stages, each section folding into itself with the terrible grinding sound of steel being twisted beyond its tolerance.The main support structure failed first, triggering a cascade. The roof pancaked down onto the fourth floor. That floor collapsed onto the third. Then the second. Then the ground level. Everything falling inward like a massive house of cards being demolished in slow motion.From the command post three blocks away, Sophia watched the live drone feed as the building disappeared into its own footprint in a cloud of concrete dust."No..." Her voice was barely a whisper. Then louder. "No. Adrian..."She was running before anyone could stop her. Out of the command vehicle. Toward the collapse site. Ryker caught her after half a block, physically restraining her from getting closer."Sophia, stop! The structure is still unstable! Secondary collapses are possible!""He's in there! Adrian and Daniel are both in there!" She struggled against Ryker's gri
Last Updated: 2026-02-28
Chapter: DOUBLE KIDNAPPING
The kidnapping had been executed with military precision.Tom and Sarah Morrison—Daniel's foster parents—had been drugged with something that knocked them unconscious without killing them. They'd woken at 6:15 AM to find Daniel's bedroom window open, his bed empty, and a ransom note taped to the bathroom mirror.The note was printed on standard paper using a generic font. Untraceable. Professional.We have Daniel Kane. Wire $100 million to the following account within 48 hours. Additionally, Adrian Kane must make a public announcement acknowledging Michael Thornton as his biological son, not Brandon Sterling's. Both conditions must be met or Daniel dies. No police. No FBI. No negotiations.Elena had found the note at 6:32 AM when she'd arrived at the Morrison house for breakfast. She'd been staying nearby, getting to know her younger brother, building a relationship with the family. Now she was on the phone with Adrian, reading him the demands while Montana state police processed the
Last Updated: 2026-02-28
Chapter: THE MOTHER'S MADNESS
Margaret Thornton looked like someone who'd spent the past month living in her car.Her designer wardrobe had been replaced by thrift store clothing that didn't fit properly. Her perfectly maintained hair was greasy, uncombed, showing gray roots she'd always meticulously dyed. Her manicured nails were chipped and broken. But most disturbing were her eyes—wild, unfocused, carrying the particular quality of someone whose grip on reality had become dangerously loose.The gun in her hand shook. Not from fear. From barely controlled rage that had been building for months and finally found a target."You destroyed my family!" Margaret's voice rose to a shriek. "Both of you! Adrian with his revenge! Isabella with her stupidity! Everything we had—the money, the status, the respect—all of it gone because you couldn't just play your roles!"Adrian remained perfectly still, his mind calculating distances and angles. The room was small. Margaret was eight feet away. The gun was a 9mm, probably ho
Last Updated: 2026-02-28
Chapter: NOW YOU BOTH HAVE TO DIE
Adrian didn't trust a single test result when it came to something this impossible.He ordered two more DNA analyses from different laboratories. Independent facilities that had no connection to each other or to Kane Industries. He used false names, paid in cryptocurrency, ensured complete anonymity.The second test came back forty-eight hours later. Same result. 99.97% probability of paternity.The third test took seventy-two hours. A specialized genetics laboratory in Boston that primarily worked with law enforcement and paternity disputes. Their result was even more definitive: 99.99% probability of paternity with detailed genetic marker analysis showing unmistakable family lineage.Michael was Adrian's biological son. Not Brandon Sterling's. Not some laboratory error or sample contamination. Adrian Kane had fathered the child during his marriage to Isabella.Which was impossible.Adrian and Isabella had never consummated their marriage. He'd been clear about that from the beginnin
Last Updated: 2026-02-28

The Return of the Almighty Dragon Jackal
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He was betrayed, broken, and buried alive by the ones who should’ve protected him. Now, he’s back—with fire in his veins and vengeance in his fists.
On his sixth birthday, Andrew Blackwood watched his mother die in a pool of blood and candles. Sold into mafia servitude, stripped of his inheritance, and betrayed by the woman he loved, he became a ghost in the criminal underworld—reborn as THE DRAGON JACKAL.
Trained in 74 deadly arts. Feared by enemies. Hunted by the past.
Now, after years of silence, the hidden heir returns to reclaim everything that was stolen—from his name to his soul. But the deeper he digs into his family’s legacy, the darker the secrets become. With love turned into betrayal and blood turned into lies, Andrew must choose: burn the empire to the ground or rebuild it from ashes.
Revenge is his weapon. Redemption is his war. And this time… mercy is off the table.
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Chapter: Chapter 30: INNOCENT, MY FOOT
Frank exploded into a coarse, derisive laugh that tore through the charged air like a knife, the sound raw and unbelieving.“So you betrayed me because of Andrew?” he spat, words slick with fury. “You just lost a whole fifty million dollars that was supposed to be your bargain.”Mrs. Edward’s face twisted, shock folding instantly into a rage that had lived under her skin for months.“Frank, you are heartless,” she hissed, voice cracking with a grief that had nothing to do with money. “How could you? How could you plan to kill my only daughter for just fifty million?”The masked man slid the apple tablet back into his coat with the slow care of someone closing a verdict.“You want to know why he did it,” he said quietly, each syllable setting the forest on edge, “because he wanted to save Carina from you. So you would not drag her down for failing to refund the fifty million debt. Your stupid past and forgotten love history blinded you. You nearly paid for it with your daughter’s life t
Last Updated: 2025-10-15
Chapter: Chapter 29: HE IS THE ALMIGHTY DRAGON
The moment the mysterious masked man reached the center of the clearing, the forest held its breath. The JACKAL men dropped to their knees in a single, practiced motion, foreheads touching the backs of their right hands like a ritual; their voices rose together in a hard, disciplined chorus—WELCOME KING—The earth almost trembled with the thunder of their united voices.A violent shift rippled through the atmosphere—authority had just walked in.Mrs. Edward’s mouth thinned into a line. Frank’s eyes went flat. Even Jake, who had been hacking and limping, breathed as if someone had finally closed a wound inside him. “Who is this, again?” Mrs. Edward asked, but the question sounded thinner than she meant it to be.“K… king?” Frank managed, the word sticking to his tongue.Jake forced himself upright, clutching his bruised ribs as he regained his breath. His eyes narrowed. “I think… their real leader just arrived.”Before Jake could speak further, Frank snapped and stepped toward him, clos
Last Updated: 2025-10-15
Chapter: Chapter 28: GIVE THE KILL ORDER
Andrew suddenly laughed.It wasn’t normal laughter. It didn’t sound human. It spilled out slowly at first, a quiet rumble like thunder rolling across dead land—then it exploded, sharp and cutting, echoing across the woods like shattered glass.“Unbelievable,” he said, brushing a hand through his hair as if he’d just heard the funniest joke on earth. “What a disgraceful joke. Wait, do you actually take me for a fool?”Mrs. Edward stood firm in front of him, her elite guards forming a tight murder circle around Andrew. Her expression was stone—decorated with loss, hardened by revenge—but her eyes carried something darker. Regret. Maybe even guilt.Andrew’s voice dropped, cold enough to freeze bone. “You knew I wasn’t the one who murdered Edward. Yet you stood there and let them drag me in chains like a stray dog. You knew I was innocent, but you still helped frame me. You still chose to work with your husband’s real murderers. Do you have any idea what ten years inside that hellhole wou
Last Updated: 2025-10-14
Chapter: Chapter 27: THERE WON'T BE A NEXT TIME! YOU'RE GOING TO DIE
Frank’s eyes met Wilson’s and a small, practiced signal passed between them like a cold coin.“What do you mean?” Frank asked loudly, the question aiming to sound innocent. “Andrew hired you to kidnap Juliet, didn’t he? We’ve never met before, right?”Wilson’s laugh was thin and wet with contempt. “What do you mean we’ve never seen each other, Frank? Is that how you play it now, feigning ignorance?” He took a step forward, every syllable a blade. “You asked us to kidnap Juliet, to kill her and pin it on the Jackal so we could split the 100 million ransom. That’s the deal you sold.”Mrs. Edward’s face went white and then red as betrayal hardened into fury. “What?” she breathed, shock shattering into accusation. She moved toward Frank like a woman propelled by a blade. “Frank! How could you be so despicable?” Her voice tightened. “You actually planned this—to help Carina? You went this far to save her from the impending financial downfall? You won't even hesitate to save that bitch with
Last Updated: 2025-10-13
Chapter: Chapter 26: WHAT A BASTARD LIAR!
Money had never smelled like blood until this tense afternoon.The forest was eerily silent, the tension so thick it seemed to press against Mrs. Edward’s chest. A masked man in a JACKAL uniform shoved her forward, his grip brutal, forcing her to confront Wilson. Her heart pounded, every beat screaming terror as her eyes locked onto the man who held the power to decide her daughter’s fate.“Where is Juliet? I swear I’ll kill all of you if anything happens to my daughter!” Mrs. Edward’s voice cracked, raw and desperate, but threaded with the iron of a mother’s fury.Wilson extended his hand, slow, deliberate, and cold. Her hands, shaking but determined, lifted the bag of money she held, the leather stiff beneath her fingers. Every second stretched like a lifetime.“Is it complete?” Wilson asked as he opened the bag, his eyes glinting like steel.Mrs. Edward snorted, a mix of disbelief and frustration, her lips curling into a frown. Wilson’s patience ran thin, and suddenly his hands shot
Last Updated: 2025-10-11
Chapter: Chapter 25: GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON I SHOULDN'T KILL YOU
The afternoon sun bled faintly over the horizon when the steel doors of the police station groaned open. Andrew walked out with a face carved in fury. The taste of prison was still in his mouth — the smell of iron, blood, and betrayal clinging to him like a curse he couldn’t shake off. His fists were tight, his eyes colder than asphalt after rain.“Hey! Andrew. Wait for me.”The voice cut through the air like a knife. Andrew froze, his shoulders tightening before he turned around sharply.Marcus was limping toward him — that same boyish face, pale under the half light, dragging his bad leg like a broken memory.Andrew’s brows furrowed. “You again?”Marcus gave a slow smirk. “I knew you wouldn’t stay long in there. A man like you — a man of purpose — can’t be locked behind walls for too long.”He drew closer, voice low, steady. “You don’t look like you have many friends. You don’t have a family either, do you?”Andrew’s jaw clenched. “I have a family. He’s sick. I need to go see him rig
Last Updated: 2025-10-04
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