Novels by Achie Ver

The Vanguard private server room, sealed beneath a biometric vault, hummed with low electric pulses as Leon sat before a holographic screen displaying The Architect’s final encrypted message. He had watched it three times already.Still, her voice, faint, scratchy, recorded minutes before her death, sent chills down his spine.“Leon... if you’re seeing this, it means I’m dead. What we built is now at risk of being erased. Lyra. The Vanguard line. You were never supposed to carry it all alone. There is another... the true heir. Find them, before Gregory does.”Jason leaned over Leon’s shoulder, eyes narrowed. “She never named them?”Leon shook his head. “Just coordinates. Coordinates that point to a city in Southern Italy.”Jason frowned. “You think the heir’s been in hiding all these years?”“I think,” Leon said quietly, “The Architect knew exactly where to bury power, somewhere no one would dare look.”…Meanwhile, Selena had just left a morning board meeting when Mia caught up to he

The elevator doors slid open on the 32nd floor of the Lyra Tower Annex in Cloudcrest’s financial district, and Selena stepped out, her heels echoing against marble as she walked toward the private suite Leon had rented for meetings too dangerous for his main office.She looked different now, no longer the inflexible queen of the boardroom. Her hair was tied back in a neat ponytail, her face bare, her posture braced for war.Jason opened the door for her, but the warmth in his eyes was guarded.Inside, Leon stood by a screen projecting Gregory Hart’s financial records. They were incomplete, layered with dummy accounts and front companies, clever enough to hide from tax regulators, but not from Leon’s forensic systems.Selena’s breath caught at the sight of her father’s signature. “He helped kill The Architect?” she asked.Leon turned. “More than that. He was her partner once. Then he betrayed her to take her off the board.”Jason tossed her a folder. “And it gets worse. Gregory didn’t

Hong Kong International Airport buzzed with life, a restless hive of polished floors, luxury boutiques, and fast-moving suits. Leon Grant stepped out of the terminal, blending effortlessly into the rhythm of elite travelers, his presence sharp and cold like a blade sheathed in velvet.At his side was Jason, eyes hidden behind dark glasses, earpieces buzzing with constant updates.“He’s expecting us,” Jason said, glancing at the encrypted message they’d received just hours ago.“Come alone if you want the truth. Penthouse. The Peninsula Hotel. 8 PM.” Zhou MingLeon’s eyes narrowed as he stepped into the waiting Rolls-Royce. “He’s not offering a meeting. He’s offering a test.”Jason exhaled. “Then let’s show him what happens when you test fire with steel.”…At Starline HQ, Cloudcrest, the atmosphere inside Starline had shifted dramatically.Staff still whispered behind their screens. The once-worshipped image of Selena Hart was now fragmented. Some called her a fraud. Others, a falle

The night sky over Cloudcrest glowed an unnatural red, part from the haze of neon signage, part from the smoldering pressure building behind the city’s most powerful corporate names.In the high tower of Vanguard Capital, Leon stood in front of a large LED screen filled with cascading error codes and firewall alerts.Jason’s face was pale, his tie loosened, shirt damp with sweat. “They breached two vaults,” Jason said. “They weren’t even looking for money, they were after data. Names. Structures. Your ghost files.”Leon’s jaw tightened. “Silver Axis?”Jason nodded. “Zhou Ming’s digital signature. They came fast and deep. Whoever is backing him has military-grade tools.”Leon remained quiet for a long time, eyes on the flickering screen. “Did they get anything critical?”“No financials,” Jason said. “But one shell, Lyra Holdings, is exposed.”Leon turned slowly toward his second-in-command. “That connects to Selena.”Jason nodded grimly. “If they follow the money trail, they’ll link he

The front page of the Cloudcrest Financial Times blazed with betrayal.“Starline CEO Under Fire: Anonymous Leaks Reveal Questionable Financial Ties” “Selena Hart’s Downfall: A Queen Without Her King”Inside the article, selective snippets of documents were plastered with red arrows and bold quotes: Unaccounted fund injections. Manipulated board votes. Undisclosed founder, Leon Grant. Photos of Selena’s past luxury vacations were juxtaposed with her company’s recent layoffs. The media had chosen its angle, and Selena was the villain.Selena sat in her glass-walled office with the blinds drawn, surrounded by her exhausted communications team. Mia hovered near the back, her iPad trembling in her hands.“We have to issue a statement,” one manager urged. “Deny the leak. Spin the partnership with Leon as mutual strategy.”Another shook his head. “No one’s buying that. The public thinks she used him and buried him.”Selena’s voice was hoarse, but commanding. “He’s my ex-husband, not my vic

The conference room at Starline Corporation was unusually tense.A half-moon table of stone-faced investors stared at the lone woman standing before them, Selena Hart. Her hands were on the table. Her shoulders, rigid.Behind her, two large screens flickered with failing stock graphs. The red lines dipped like bleeding wounds.“Gentlemen,” Selena said, voice firm despite the storm inside her, “we’re restructuring. Our internal audit is complete, and our primary bottlenecks have been identified. Give me four weeks, and I will bring this company back to green.”Silence.Then one investor, a man in his fifties with thick glasses and a silver cufflink, cleared his throat. “Ms. Hart, with respect… your word no longer holds the weight it once did.”Selena’s lips parted. “Excuse me?”“We’ve lost faith,” he said bluntly. “This company is hemorrhaging confidence. Deals are evaporating. And now, troubling whispers link your past funding to questionable sources. If we don’t act now, there may no

Aiden wanted to go for Elizabeth and her father right away, but then he heard that the King was sick, and it was rumored that he would lose his life if care was not taken.He also heard that Elizabeth’s father had gone there in an attempt to heal the King. Aiden, who had unlocked his healing abilities, goes to the castle under the name Draken Winters, trying to make sure that Philip didn't recognize him.Aiden strode confidently into the castle under his new identity, Draken Winters. His heart beat with a mix of excitement and cold resolve as he approached the grand halls, knowing that Philip Lurande was inside, desperately trying to save the sick king. For years, Aiden had dreamed of avenging the wrongs Philip and his daughter Elizabeth had done to him, and now the opportunity was within reach. But he knew he couldn't simply seek revenge through brute force; he had to use the cunning he learned in his years of survival. If he could save the king, he could bring Philip and his family

Aiden, known as Draken, delivers a precise kick to the back of Patrick’s knee, causing him to stumble slightly. It's a calculated strike. Aiden, known as Draken, doesn’t need to overpower him; he just needs to destabilize him. Patrick grunts in frustration and spins around, lashing out wildly, but Aiden, known as Draken, moves with the agility of someone much more skilled than a strange boy should be.The remaining Lloyd gang, seeing their enforcer struggle, try to intervene when one of them, a gang member named Luke, leaps at Aiden, known as Draken, from the side with a blade extended. But Aiden, known as Draken, is already anticipating the move. Using his system to boost his awareness, he shifts his body and dodges Luke's attack just in time. Aiden, known as Draken, grabs Luke's hand and uses the momentum against him, flipping him onto the ground with a hard thud.Before the others can react, Aiden, known as Draken, moves swiftly through the gang, using their confusion to his ad

"Leave them alone!" Aiden shouted as he stepped forward. Lloyd and his gang stopped for a moment while turning to face him.Lloyd and his guys let out a mocking laugh."Look at this little hero, you think you can stop us boy?" Patrick hissed."Brave but foolish, what do you plan to do? Fight us? With what?" Lloyd said with anger."Relax Patrick, this won't take long. After I'm done with him, he will be added to my slave trade," Lloyd said mockingly with ego.Aiden's mind raced for a second and he began to doubt his abilities. What was he doing? These weren't just any thugs, they were powerful and dangerous criminals and he had no experience fighting anyone, let alone bandits like these.But the system was awakened inside him and a force pushed him forward and his body began to tense and he could feel the energy within him.The battle between Aiden, known as Draken, and Lloyd begins with a tense atmosphere. Lloyd was a dangerous criminal and taunts Aiden. Lloyd's confidence was high as

As Aiden uncovered the truth about his abilities, he felt a surge of emotions—shock, wonder, and even anger. His mana, locked away the night his family was slaughtered, was now returning to him in waves, accompanied by memories of the night his life had shattered. The seal, his family's last effort to protect him, had kept his powers hidden for years. But now, his mana was reawakening, sparking a new sense of purpose within him. He knew that with his abilities restored, he finally had the means to change his fate and take back the honor that had been ripped away from him.Under the system's guidance, Aiden progressed at an astonishing rate. He could feel his core strengthening, his mana pathways widening, and his reflexes becoming faster and more precise.Each level reached felt like peeling back another layer of him, revealing the warrior he was meant to be. After weeks of relentless cultivation, he finally crossed a significant threshold. He was now an intermediate warrior, far be

Aiden's heart kept beating in his chest as he wondered if all of this could be real because just moments ago he was a weakling, orphan boy and was not sure about his purpose in life and now out of nowhere he has been given stats like he was a character in a video game and equipment he had never heard of such as speed, mana, abilities, and equipment.Aiden kept trying hard to process all of it but none of it made sense as he wondered why the system chose him, and was surprised because he had always been an ordinary boy struggling with life challenges but not someone with super abilities or hidden powers.Aiden stood up slowly as he tried to test if the system screen would appear back but nothing happened. He kept wondering if there was something inside him that he didn't know about or was there some secret tied to his past or his grandmother's death.Aiden began to breathe heavily as he needed answers for all these questions running through his head but didn't know who to ask.Aiden gl

Finral looking at Elizabeth took one step back and then asked, “is that necessary? We already made everything look this way, can't we just let him burn?”Elizabeth took Finral’s hands and pulled him out of the room then told him to light it up on fire. Still in doubt and fear Finral used his mana ability to create a fire in the room but before he did it Elizabeth went back inside and stabbedmAiden close to the chest which made the injury not too severe. As they ran off the flames engulfed the whole building most especially the room Aiden was in, with pain in his chest Aiden pulled himself to a corner in the room with blood dripping from him.Regret and anger raged inside him as he kept giving heavy breaths as he gave himself counting down to his death, with the amulet in his left hand he held it close to his chest as he gave out a faint statement, “I wished I could make you proud Mother” His hand that held the amulet fell off to the floor as he passed out....As Elizabeth and Finra

Location: Kai’s secure compound, hidden between Dubai and the Empty Quarter. Time Since Crownfall: 52 hours. Genesis Ledger Status: Online, full access granted.The team gathers inside Kai’s underground war room. On a floating holo-screen, the Genesis Ledger Interface.Oracle explains, “This is the real financial system. Not the banks, not the digital markets. This is the web that controls sovereignty itself. Every shadow treaty. Every off-record transfer. Every true owner is behind governments.”It shows hidden wealth pipelines. Entire nations funded by 4 people. Military regimes with puppet masters never named. Even Ash’s Nest only saw 38% of it.Nova, “You could crash every economy. Or reassign every throne.”Kai stares at the blinking command prompt: ‘Begin Reign Protocol: [Y/N]’They argue. Nova says rebuilding the system is the only way to bring justice. Thorne says burning it all is the only way to erase the cycle.Oracle stays silent, watching Kai with a look that hides fear.

“The first phase of every empire’s fall begins with silence. The silence of banks closing, networks freezing, and kings pretending nothing is wrong.” Thorne, Field Memoirs of a Ghost Asset.Location: Geneva, Switzerland. Scene: Global Wealth Crisis, 43 hours post-Crownfall.It had started. Crypto exchanges freeze. Stock markets drop 30% in 12 minutes. Biometric wallets lock globally. The world's elite scramble for answers. But no one can trace the source. No one… except Kai.Nova hacks the last node inside Ash’s corrupted Crownfall terminal.Coordinates flash: Zurich, Mumbai, Lagos, Seoul, and the Everhart Reserve. “It’s a cascade attack,” Nova whispers. “A digital guillotine. He’s cutting the financial head off the planet.”Oracle, still recovering but conscious, decrypts the countdown logic. Ash had embedded sleeper malware in every ultra-wealth financial institution using Lazarus shell corporations. “If triggered, the system will destroy digital wealth records. Freeze sovereign tr

"Only the unbroken can be programmed. The broken must first be erased." The Nest’s Codex, Entry 0001.Location: Blacksite Coordinates, The Ural Mountains, Russia. Temperature: -22°C. Access Level: Red-Class Only.For years, The Nest was dismissed as legend. An underground fortress where Lazarus trained child operatives into Firstborn enforcers. No satellite found it. No survivor left it.Until now. The Oracle pointed Kai to it, and Kai was ready.…In her room at the Everhart estate, Oracle lay pale and wired to neural stabilizers. Her voice was thin, but clear. “You won’t win by killing Ash. You win by understanding who made him.”Kai leaned in. “And who’s that?”She looked at him, eyes shining violet in the dark. “You are.” Then she passed out again.Kai, Nova, and Thorne traveled by stealth jet. The Nest was buried in an old nuclear bunker, protected by cryo-mines and biometric traps.They entered through a cave rigged with ancient motion detectors. Even the air felt coded.This w

"Every empire has a price. But some things aren’t sold, they’re unleashed." Lazarus Codex, Vol. II.Location: Undisclosed Subterranean Bazaar, Istanbul, Midnight. No maps. No signs. No law.You don’t find the Blood Auction. You’re either invited…Or you're hunted until you wish you were never born.Kai Everhart had just received an invitation. Gilded. Coded. Delivered by a man missing two fingers and his tongue.On it: Item #77: Asset Sample, Ash. Gene Class: Firstborn – Omega Tier. Status: Active. Threat: Uncontained.Kai didn’t breathe when he read the last line, “Opening bid: $8,000,000 in weapons grade crypto. Buyer receives a full Lazarus file + genome sample.”If that sample was real, the entire world could replicate Ash. Or worse, build more.The Blood Auction was held beneath an abandoned Ottoman crypt. Torch-lit walls. Vaulted stone ceilings. The scent of incense and iron.Guards in suits and ceremonial bone masks lined the walkways. High rollers sat in private booths behind o

3:46 a.m., Secure Archive Room, Everhart Estate. Kai stood before a reinforced door deep beneath the mansion, a vault that even Thorne hadn’t been allowed to access. Until now.After the gala attack and the chilling message, “LONG LIVE THE FIRSTBORN,” he needed answers.And Lucian’s old biometrics, now mirrored in Kai, finally unlocked them. Inside, a room of obsidian shelves, cryo-sealed drawers, encrypted books, and one chair.On the center table, a single briefcase. Code: L-00X19.Thorne hovered nearby. “What is this?”Kai opened it. Inside was a faded dossier. Leather-bound. Stamped with the Lazarus crest.Title: THE FIRSTBORN PROJECTThe Firstborn weren’t just a myth. They were failures. Or so Everhart had claimed.An experimental division buried decades ago, created to manufacture loyalty through bio-engineered lineage.Lucian’s obsession. Creating heirs with selective genetic enhancements. Intelligence boosts. Accelerated healing. Emotional suppression.Lazarus wasn’t just a pr

The Everhart boardroom felt colder than usual. Not physically, spiritually.Thorne stood to Kai’s right like a shadow given form, while Dr. Vael watched silently from the corner, pen already dancing across her notepad.Twelve chairs surrounded the obsidian table. One now belonged to Kai. Eleven others were occupied by the Board , a collection of power brokers, empire-builders, and apex predators. Most of them were old. Well they were all together dangerous. Each held just enough power to be useful… and just enough ambition to be fatal.Valencia Calderón entered last. She wore red, always red, with lips to match. Her eyes flicked across the room, then landed on Kai.She smiled like someone who had tried to slit your throat and now wanted to toast to it. “Mr. Everhart,” she purred. “So glad to see you... intact.”Kai said nothing. Thorne slid a sleek black box in front of him. The chip recovered from the attacker.Kai pressed a button. Valencia’s own voice filled the room, “Strike befo