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THE HUSBAND THEY BULLIED, THE KING THEY FEARED

THE HUSBAND THEY BULLIED, THE KING THEY FEARED

Useless, broken, ordinary, worthless--these were the tags etched on Damien Hale's back by the people meant to be his family. Margaret Reed, his mother-in-law, and Victoria Reed, his own wife, mocked and humiliated him, dismissed as a mere stay-at-home son-in-law. But what no one knew was that he was far from ordinary. Behind the dirty apron and quiet smile was a man with unimaginable power, a man who gave up glory for anonymity and a family... until the day everything collapses. When Vanessa engages with her ex—the charming, manipulative Sebastian— in public, Damien becomes nothing more than a roadblock standing in the way of her “perfect future.” The insults grow bolder, the humiliation more public, and his dying marriage turns into battlefield. But when the Reeds push too far… Ethan finally snaps. As enemies rise and secrets unravel, Vanessa realizes too late that... the husband they bullied, is the king they should have feared. And now he was awake, the world would bleed before he bows again.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 20
BLOOD DEBT“I need to see Don Rafael." Blood pooled down his knuckles and his chest rose and fell as he breathed heavily. The man under him groaned as the other guards rushed to help him up. His face was a mess–missing teeth and a bloodied face. Every air he took sounded like a wet gurgle. Sebastian, hands still raised, looked up at the corners of the ruins where the red lights were coming from. Three shooters at the top left and five scattered across the pillars. Any sudden movement and he'd be dropped dead. There was no fighting his way out of this one. “I just want to talk," he shouted as he calmly dropped down to his knees. “It's Sebastian." At first, there was silence. Then slow clapping echoed from inside the structure. “Well, well, well," a deep voice drawled from within followed by the sound of heavy, steady footsteps. “If it isn't the prodigal son." A tall man stepped into the light–lean, sharp-eyed, dressed completely in black. He had a long scar that ran from his lef
Last Updated: 2026-01-11
Chapter: CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 19BLOOD ON CONCRETE Sebastian closed the door and started the engine. It roared to life and he quickly pulled out of the parking lot, merging with the traffic. Vanessa sat in the passenger seat, face red, arms crossed. And Margaret leaned forward from the backseat as though she wanted to crawl straight into the front. For a moment, there was silence. But the old woman didn't let it last. “Can you believe it?" Margaret began, scoffing and shaking her head. “That bitch, Anna, had the audacity to… brag about her good-for-nothing son, knowing exactly what happened to me. And Theresa has been backing her ever since that girl–that demon–took your position.”Vanessa said nothing and Margaret somehow took that as encouragement to keep going. “No one could compare to me, Sebastian,” she continued bitterly. “I was at the top. Everyone adored–hell, they feared me. And that fucking Damien Hale waltzed in with his new fuck mate and they're suddenly handed our position like it belonged
Last Updated: 2026-01-08
Chapter: CHAPTER 18
CAUGHT IN THE OPENSebastian tossed Vanessa's things into the car–her purse on the passenger seat, her tablet into the compartment, her jacket thrown across the back. One hand shoved into his pocket, he slammed the door and rested against the car. As he waited for her to finish up, his mind replayed everything that had happened in the meeting. He could still see the way the directors had looked at him and the way Vanessa hadn't. She’d dismissed his idea like his words were mere dust on her sleeve. “A waste of time and resources," he muttered under his breath. The words burned. He had stood beside her all this while. Had her trust with him–and now, she was slipping away. Footsteps echoed across the lot and he looked up. Vanessa, phone pressed to her ear, emerged from the elevator lobby. Laughter spilled from her lips in a way that felt warm. Familiar. Too familiar. He straightened unconsciously, eyes narrowing as she drew closer. “... don't say that," Vanessa said into the pho
Last Updated: 2026-01-06
Chapter: CHAPTER 17
FRACTURESVanessa did her best to arrange her messy hair, button her shirt and clean off the excess lipstick smeared across her cheeks as she walked across the lobby. Her heels struck the marble floor with sharp clicks, announcing her presence to whoever was nearby. “Oh, hold… hold on,” Sebastian muttered as he hurried after her, one step behind. “Vanessa, please… whoa.” He did his best juggling her purse, tablet and everything she hadn't realized she was dropping into his arms. “Ms. Reeds," someone from the reception desk greeted, standing up as Vanessa walked past. “Good morning." Vanessa didn't respond. Didn't slow down. Didn't even give her as much as a glance. “Ms. Reeds, I have some reports—” another voice tried from the side corridor but her reply was the same as the first. Ignored.She pulled out her phone, jaws tight and shoulders squared as she watched another call from the directors go to voicemail. Sighing, she stuffed it into the pocket of her jacket and made her way
Last Updated: 2026-01-04
Chapter: CHAPTER 16
SHE TEMPTSDamien plopped the last bite of steak into his mouth, chewing deliberately, slowly as he stared at Elara. She had been silent and had refused to look at him since he came in. The silver fork clinked against the ceramic plate as he set it down. Elara's eyes dropped to his empty plate then returned back to hers without a word. He noticed it. Swallowing, Damien grabbed the napkin from before him and wiped his mouth. With a low grunt, he finally rose from the stool. Her eyes never leaving her plate, she leaned back into her seat and exhaled. “Um… where are you going?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Damien didn't answer immediately. He just lifted his hands and began adjusting the cufflinks of his sleeves. “I need to meet with Ryan, my subordinate," he said as he straightened the color of his shirt. “We need to discuss some matters regarding one of my other companies." “One… of…" Elara whispered. Damien, raising a brow and glancing down at her shocked express
Last Updated: 2026-01-01
Chapter: CHAPTER 15
TARGETS AND FEELINGS Elara dropped onto the couch, her eyes fixated on the television in front of her. Her fingers tapped the remote as she scrolled through the channels. Every single one carried news of her company’s sudden listing. Videos of her slamming the ceremonial bell played on every channel, yet a different feeling stirred within her as she watched.The sudden listing had the entire world watching her now, and the attention filled her with a mix of joy and anxiety. “Looks like you're popular now," a calm voice came from behind her. Elara jerked, snapping toward the sound of clinking glass. Damien stood by the bar, an empty glass in one hand and a bottle of champagne in the other. She had been so focused on the news that she had forgotten he had followed her home. His soft eyes looked up to meet hers as he arched a brow. “Care for some?" he asked, lifting the glass. Flashing a weak smile, she gave him a short nod before turning back to the TV. She picked up her scrolling,
Last Updated: 2025-12-19
THE HUNTED HUNTER

THE HUNTED HUNTER

Kael dropped his hands down, causing his blade to run along the jagged ground, sending burst of sparks infused with dark-magic across the floor. His victim, a bloodied werewolf, laid on the ground, staring at him with his one trembling eye. Kael growled as he knelt beside the dying beast. “They sent me to tell you, wolf…” He lifted his sword and placed it on werewolf’s neck. “… your end has come.” ................. The world was dying The Blinding Veil - a divine seal formed by the beings of past was the one thing stopping the entire world from meeting its end. But it’s effects are already fading as the seal had begun to break and the evil curse the ancestors had tried to ward off with the seal had begun to seep in through the cracks in the bleeding veil. Vampires were going rogue, werewolves killed without reason, the Elves turned to dark magic, the faes sat and watched the evil unfold without interfering. And the humans? They were reduced to hundreds, losing a battle even their techs couldn't help win. But Kael Draven, a god-blade wielding killer with no memory of his past, is not like them. Once a child soldier and now a hired gun, Kael believes his targets are the danger—until a failed assignment reveals a terrible truth: They're not the threat. He is. Chased by his former masters, Kael joins a half-elf warlock, a exiled werewolf, a Fae torturer, and a human prodigy. As the world is about to end, Kael learns that he's not human—nor hybrid. He is something more... With everything and everyone after him, will Kael become the monster he was designed to be, or seal the pact that wants to end him?
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Chapter: CHAPTER 10: THE BROKEN HUNTER
The gut-wrenching stench of charred corpses drifted through the night air. A dying werewolf, its innards spilling over its sliced belly, groaned at Kael's feet. Hissing, Kael stabbed him in the face, his blade sinking deep into his skull, quieting him. “Tech Knight?" Kael muttered as he bent down, wiping his bloody blade on the werewolf's carcass. "The order told me ‘bout a human wielding cursed tech and working with the resistance. That you?" He stood up, whirling the god-blade around as he took a good look at Mira. He cocked a brow as he tilted his head to the side, his gaze traveling down her neck. With one swift sweep, he placed the sharp blade under her chin, lifting her face up. Mira didn't move and instead grinned at the hunter. “Those disgusting blue veins tracing down to your chest," Kael said coldly. "Your body is rejecting the magic. Using your machine is killing you.”Mira chuckled, flicking the blade from her chin. "I never knew the hunter to be someone who cares.”K
Last Updated: 2025-08-24
Chapter: CHAPTER 9: THE TECH KNIGHT
Kael took a few steps back, his gaze locked on the being standing in the shadow. His arm had begun to heal but the bloodied sleeve of his shirt caused the thick fabric to mat against his torn skin, sending sharp pains up his arms whenever he moved. The moonlight glinted off the sleek metal armor plating covering the stranger from head to toe and the blue runes etched across the suit pulsed faintly with magic. A mechanical mask covered his face, the two glowing eyes at the front the only thing that seemed to hold any hint of humanity. Their gloved hand was still pointed at him, the blaster at the center humming with restrained energy. "Magic-tech armor," Kael whispered to himself as he cradled his arm close to his chest. It wasn't easy for just any human to come by a tech infused with magic. So who was this person? And why did they want him dead? They... seemed human, so there was no way they were working with the Order. Or... were they? Kael was about asking then who they were wh
Last Updated: 2025-07-12
Chapter: CHAPTER 8: THE REAPER TREMBLES
Kael looked around, his teeth gritting as he watched the creatures surrounding him and Eldrin, slowly creeping closer. There were three vampires in their beastly form, two Faes with wands soaked in dark-magic, and five massive werewolves growling at him – and that wasn't counting the monsters lurking in the shadows of the trees."We can take them... right?" Eldrin said in a low voice as he glanced at Kael, whose eyes were fixed solely on the massive werewolf before him.He opened his lips to tell the vampire he didn't know -- that the poison's effects, although fading, was still there -- but before he could speak, the beast suddenly let out a thunderous roar. The deafening sound thundered through the silent forest, shattering the peace as trees shattered and fell. And then the monsters began to attack.Kael barely had time to prepare himself when the first werewolf rushed towards him, snapping its jaws inches from his throat. "Dammit," he swore as he swerved in time, its fang missing
Last Updated: 2025-07-12
Chapter: CHAPTER 7: THE ORDER'S DECEIT
Kael closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as the magic from the god-blade poured into him, filling him with life once more. His hands tightened around the hilt as the red and black runes on the blade pulsed like a heartbeat. The sound of feet shuffling brought him back to reality. He turned his head to the side and found Eldrin standing by the still open grave, staring into the pit. “Start talking,” Kael said, turning to face him fully. He had regained his strength-or at least most of it. "How did you find me? How do you know I was here? Why did you–”"One question at a time, dead boy," Eldrin said, cutting Kael off. Sighing, he crossed his arms across his chest, tilting his head to the side. "You were poisoned, Draven. Your blood is drenched with the smell of rot magic.”"I know I was poisoned,” Kael answered curtly as his jaws clenched. "You still haven't answered the question I asked you.” Eldrin's smile faded. "Fair enough," he muttered as he walked away from the grave and tow
Last Updated: 2025-07-12
Chapter: Chapter 6: RISEN FROM THE DEAD
His arms burned as though they were on fire and his heart felt like it was about bursting out of his chest. Images, memories he didn't have, flashed through his thoughts, flooding the halls of his mind. The vision Eldrin had shown him kept playing in his head on repeat like a haunting nightmare-the bloody creatures, Maltheon cackling as he ordered his archmen to shoot more arrows, and he and the other Grandmasters feeding off the Bleeding Veil. “Wake." Kael grunted, his eyes shooting open as his body jerked forward. His muscles felt loose and his heartbeat slowed down. He felt weak, as though something had drained him of all his strength. It was the weakest he had ever felt before. He tried to scream but his voice came out muffled as though he had something over his mouth. No, it wasn't just his mouth. His entire body felt as though it was being held down by something. He moved around, trying his best to dislodge himself from whatever had him pinned down but the more he moved, th
Last Updated: 2025-07-08
Chapter: Chapter 5: THE SIP OF DEATH
Kael squeezed the letter and shoved it into his pocket before standing from the bench. He adjusted his cloak before walking towards the main hall. Grandmaster Maltheon rarely called for him and Kael assumed that his summon was going to be related to his questioning the scribes and searching the archives. It was about time anyways. He needed to know the truth and who better to tell him that than the one amongst the five who founded the Order. Kael walked past the main hall and through an unfamiliar corridor, one that he knew of but rarely visited. The corridor opened onto a high chamber bathed in silver moonlight from the open roof above the room. The room's walls were carved with ancient runes depicting stories of the past, stories Kael was taught for as long as he could remember. And there, standing by the window of the sanctum, was Maltheon, clothed in a robe of crimson and gold. Kael could not see the fae’s features, but from the outline of his shoulders, he could tell he had a
Last Updated: 2025-07-08
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