Novels by James anderson

The Ascendant's Path ended at the base of the mountain. Arthur Drake and Serena left the cold stone steps and slipped into the sprawling mortal city below the sect. They moved silently through the winding alleys to avoid the midnight patrols. Arthur Drake guided her away from the affluent districts and straight toward the underground entrance of Shadow Market Pass.This hidden tunnel system served as the true heart of the city's criminal network. The air inside the pass smelled strongly of cheap ale and burning torches. Smugglers and rogue cultivators lined the damp stone walls to peddle illegal goods.Arthur Drake needed money. The Bloody Harem System provided immense personal power and martial skills. He could purchase weapons and pills with Blood Essence. But conquering the martial world required an army and a network of spies. Empires ran on raw currency. He needed gold and silver coins to bribe guards, hire informants, and purchase property in the mortal realm.He opened his syst

Victor Vale stared at the fresh blood ruining his polished floorboards. The drops fell from Blake Mercer’s mangled right arm. Two outer sect guards held the weeping prodigy upright in the center of the Jade Study. The boy’s face was pale and slick with cold sweat. His forearm bent at an unnatural angle. Shards of jagged bone pressed against his bruised skin from the inside.Clara stood a few paces behind the guards. She clutched a thick silk wrap around her body. She trembled visibly in the warm room."Explain this," Victor ordered. His voice was deathly quiet."It was Arthur Drake," Clara said. She wrapped her arms around herself. "He is not crippled anymore. He has broken through to the first stage of Qi Condensation. He shattered Blake Mercer’s arm with a single grip."Victor stood up from his mahogany desk. He walked slowly around the heavy wooden furniture. He stopped in front of the sobbing prodigy. He reached out and grabbed Blake Mercer’s broken wrist.Blake Mercer screamed in

The makeshift wooden barricade held firm against the cold night wind. Inside the cramped servant quarters, the tension finally broke. Serena let out a final, piercing cry that drowned out the crickets chirping in the courtyard. She collapsed against Arthur Drake, her skin slick with sweat and her breathing erratic. The release washed away years of her restraint. The rigid rules of the sect evaporated in the humid air of the small room.She lay on top of his chest, pressing her flushed face into the crook of his neck. The damp sheets tangled around their legs, ruined by their frantic movements. Arthur Drake stroked her tangled hair, feeling the frantic beating of her heart slowly return to a steady rhythm. Her body still trembled with lingering aftershocks. He had claimed her completely, proving his dominance not just over her, but over the arrogant man who had betrayed them both.A mechanical chime echoed directly in his skull, distinct and sharp. The translucent red screen materializ

The latch lay in broken pieces on the floorboards. Plaster dust drifted through the air, catching the pale moonlight bleeding into the small room from the courtyard. Blake Mercer stood framed in the ruined doorway. His chest heaved with heavy, ragged breaths. He held his steel sword in a white knuckled grip.He stared at the small wooden cot. His mind struggled to process the visual information in front of him. His pure virgin fiancée was straddling the sect cripple. Her blue silk robes were pooled on the floor. Her skin was flushed a deep, feverish pink."Get off him," Blake Mercer roared. His voice tore through the quiet night, echoing off the stone walls of the Lotus Pavilion courtyard.Serena did not flinch. She did not scramble for her clothes or beg for forgiveness. She looked over her shoulder at the man who had lied to her for two years. A dark, arrogant smile curved her swollen lips. She shifted her weight deliberately, pressing her hips down harder against Arthur Drake.A so

Arthur Drake pushed open the creaking door to his quarters. The small room was a deliberate insult built right onto the side of the main Lotus Pavilion. It shared a thin plaster wall with the master bedroom where his wife and her lover were currently entangled. The space was cramped and smelled faintly of old wood and dust. It had been his prison for three years. Tonight it would become his throne room.Serena stepped inside and froze in her tracks. She looked at the thin wall separating the rooms. The rhythmic thumping of a bedframe echoing from the other side cut clearly into the quiet space."They are right next door," Serena whispered. Her eyes widened with sudden panic as the reality of her decision settled over her. "If we make a single sound, they will hear us.""That is exactly what I am counting on," Arthur Drake said. He locked the heavy iron latch behind them and turned to face her. "We are going to make sure they hear every second of this."He stepped into her personal spa

The crimson light consumed the dark study. Arthur Drake lay motionless on the polished floorboards as the jade pendant melted into his skin. The cold agony in his shattered legs and crushed ribs faded. A mechanical voice echoed directly within his skull.[Binding complete. Welcome Host Arthur Drake.][Host has shed royal blood. Calculating compensation.][Requirement met. Awarding 10000 Blood Essence.]A translucent red screen materialized before his eyes. The golden text shifted to display his new reality.[Blood Essence is the currency of the system. You may use Blood Essence in the System Market to purchase new skills, weapons, and artifacts. You may also spend it to level up existing abilities.][Primary method of acquisition: Intimate acts with the opposite gender. The higher the cultivation base of the partner, the greater the Blood Essence extracted.]Arthur Drake let out a wet cough. He tasted fresh blood on his lips. The rules were simple and brutal. He needed to conquer wome