An Eye For An Eye: The Rise Of Cassius Lucas
Imagine finding yourself within the four walls of the toughest prison in all of Washington City for a crime you know nothing about. Lucas Ross, once the shining star of the prestigious Washington City University and its overall best student, found himself framed and unjustly sentenced to a year behind bars. Adding to his misery, life had dealt him harsh blows before. Twenty-five years earlier, he lost his parents in a tragic plane crash. As if his wrongful imprisonment wasn't enough, Lucas was fired from his job, and the final betrayal came when his girlfriend left him for his best friend.
The cumulative effect of these tragedies pushes him to the edge, and he attempts to end his dear life the day he was released from prison. Fortunately for him, he's saved by a mysterious old man who reveals a shocking truth: Lucas Ross is the only heir of a powerful and influential businessman who was brutally murdered by his competitor. Now resolute in his mission to avenge his parents' death and bring justice to those who betrayed and framed him, Lucas Ross's quest for revenge takes him down a dark, dangerous and treacherous path.
Will Lucas Ross emerge victorious in his quest for justice, or will the darkness he has unleashed consume him completely?
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Chapter: The Betrayal"The kidnappers, obviously," Ryker continued, his tone dangerously flat. "Because they touched my blood. But before Viktor, Yuki, or Webb can wring the truth out of them, I have to ensure those three never repeat a single word. They are bloodhounds, Thomas. The moment they smell a leak, they won't just track my son—they’ll track the source to keep it as collateral. They become a liability I cannot afford."Wright took a shaky step backward, his back hitting the mahogany door frame. "Mr. Ryker, please... my daughter—""Your daughter will be taken care of," Ryker interrupted, stepping into Wright's personal space. The scent of rain and expensive cologne clung to him, heavy and suffocating. "She will receive a trust fund. She will never want for anything. That is the final mercy I offer you for fifteen years of competent service. But your narrative ends tonight.""You can't cover this up," Wright stammered, sweat glistening on his forehead. "If I vanish, if three top-tier mercenaries go
Last Updated: 2026-09-03
Chapter: Death!!!!Ryker remained at the window long after the assassins had left, watching the city transform from day to night. His reflection stared back at him from the glass—a powerful man who suddenly looked older, more worn than he had that morning.His phone buzzed. Marcus Chen with an update on the social media suppression campaign. Ryker ignored it. Another buzz. Sarah Kim reporting that Stevens had been "handled" and wouldn't be talking to anyone. He ignored that too.Nothing mattered except Blackhood.He pulled out his personal phone—the one only three people had the number to—and opened the message thread with his son.His phone rang. Not the personal one—his business line. He almost didn't answer, but the caller ID showed it was Thomas Wright, his head of security. The man who'd been conspicuously absent from all the meetings today."What?" Ryker answered coldly."Mr. Ryker, I need to speak with you immediately. In person. It's about your son."Ryker's blood went ice-cold. "You have inform
Last Updated: 2026-04-08
Chapter: Ohhh, My Son! Ryker remained at the window long after the assassins had left, watching the city transform from day to night. His reflection stared back at him from the glass—a powerful man who suddenly looked older, more worn than he had that morning.His phone buzzed. Marcus Chen with an update on the social media suppression campaign. Ryker ignored it. Another buzz. Sarah Kim reporting that Stevens had been "handled" and wouldn't be talking to anyone. He ignored that too.Nothing mattered except Blackhood.He pulled out his personal phone—the one only three people had the number to—and opened the message thread with his son. His phone rang. Not the personal one—his business line. He almost didn't answer, but the caller ID showed it was Thomas Wright, his head of security. The man who'd been conspicuously absent from all the meetings today."What?" Ryker answered coldly."Mr. Ryker, I need to speak with you immediately. In person. It's about your son."Ryker's blood went ice-cold. "You have infor
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Chapter: The New Hired AssassinsThe digital crisis team filed out of Ryker's office one by one, each carrying their assignments like weapons to be deployed against the spreading wildfire of social media chaos. Marcus Chen would coordinate the mass reporting campaign. Sarah Kim would orchestrate the counter-narrative. James Mitchell would pay Stevens a visit that the security guard would not soon forget.But Ryker barely noticed their departure. His mind had already moved past the immediate damage control, past the NDAs and the scrubbed videos and the threatened witnesses. All of that was merely noise—necessary noise, but noise nonetheless. The real problem, the only problem that truly mattered, remained unsolved.Where was his son?He checked his watch: 4:47 PM. Nearly five hours since Blackhood's hand had arrived in that godforsaken box. Five hours of his best people searching, investigating, following leads that went nowhere. Five hours of his son being held by people who had demonstrated their willingness to muti
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Chapter: The Digital Wildfire The digital wildfire had already begun. By the time Ryker's people started monitoring social media, there were already hundreds of posts spreading across the city's online landscape like a virus. Employee accounts, anonymous profiles, even local news aggregator sites were buzzing with variations of the same shocking story: Something terrible had happened at Ryker Industries. The richest man in the city had been involved in a violent incident. There were witnesses. There was video footage. There was blood. Ryker sat in his office, surrounded by six of his top people—not his legitimate executives, but his real operators. The ones who handled problems that couldn't be solved through boardrooms or legal paperwork. They stood in a semicircle around his desk, each one holding a tablet or phone, scrolling through the growing catastrophe. "Show me," Ryker said, his voice cold and controlled. Marcus Chen—no relation to the detective, one of Ryker's digital specialists—stepped forward an
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Chapter: The Power Shift Detective Morrison stood in the hallway outside Ryker's office, her phone pressed to her ear, her expression growing increasingly confused and then frustrated. Chen stood beside her, watching his partner's face change as whoever was on the other end of the line spoke to her with evident authority."But sir, we have multiple witnesses. We have video evidence. We have a severed hand that—" Morrison paused, listening. Her jaw tightened. "Yes, sir. I understand, sir. But this is clearly—" Another pause, longer this time. Her knuckles turned white around the phone. "Yes, sir. Right away, sir."She lowered the phone slowly, staring at it as if it had betrayed her. Chen stepped closer, his voice low and urgent. "What did the Chief say?""He said to stand down," Morrison replied, her voice tight with barely controlled anger. "He said to cease the investigation immediately and clear the scene.""What?" Chen's eyes widened in disbelief. "That's insane. We have evidence of assault, evidence tamp
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Rise Of The Underworld King
At the tender age of seven, Ethan Sanders's family were brutally murdered. Fortunately, he was saved by an old man who took care of him. In fulfillment of the old woman's final wish, he married Tina Macy, who was managing her family's business through numerous challenges. After they wed, Tina Macy's business boosted, becoming a top 10 in Newberg City.
Realizing her business had peaked, Tina's parents told her to divorce Ethan, thinking that he's useless and poor. At first, she refused but she later served him divorce papers a few days after the old woman's death. However, they didn't know that Ethan Sanders is a mysterious man, the best mercenary, most talented businessman, the best doctor in the world and the king of the underworld world. He's also the leader of all the Mafias. He built a business empire when he was young and he's extremely rich.
Now, Ethan is ready to avenge his family's death and those that looked down upon him won't be forgiven.
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Chapter: Chapter 602The silence that followed Charles’s exit was heavier than the quiet before it. Raymond stayed in his chair, the amber liquid in his untouched glass reflecting the low, rhythmic pulses of light bleeding through the windowpane. Outside, the city bled onward—unaware, unbothered, running out of time. A
Last Updated: 2026-09-03
Chapter: Chapter 601Raymond didn't sleep that night. He sat in the chair by the window while his father worked the phones in the next room, his voice low and precise, dismantling weeks of careful planning with the same efficiency he'd used to build it. Raymond could hear fragments through the wall. Dates cancelled. Me
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Chapter: Chapter 600Charles Castellan absorbed this information with visible effort, his mind still reeling from the visions but struggling to apply practical thinking to impossible circumstances. "Then we need him alive. If what you're saying is true, if he's humanity's weapon against this entity, then my vendetta is
Last Updated: 2025-12-31
Chapter: Chapter 599He showed his father Earth as the beings saw it. A junction point. A crossroads where dimensional walls were thin enough to breach. A place where the pursuing entity would eventually arrive because the beings had fled here, had left a trail that couldn't be hidden. He showed him humanity's role in
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Chapter: Chapter 598He brought the piece floating toward his father, let it circle Charles Castellan's head once before returning it gently to its position on the board. Then he reached out with his mind and lifted all thirty-two pieces simultaneously. The entire chess set rose into the air, each piece holding its rel
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Chapter: Chapter 597Raymond stood at the window of his father's penthouse and watched the city tear itself apart at the seams. Not literally, not yet. To anyone else looking out at the sprawling metropolis below, everything appeared normal. Traffic flowed through arteries of asphalt and concrete. Lights twinkled in wi
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Reclaiming Back My Empire
Everyone in Charleston believed Derek Ashford was dead, his life supposedly cut short by a tragic plane crash in the rugged peaks of the Smoky Mountains. His business partners wasted no time confirming the tragedy, clearing the way for his younger brother, Raymond, to orchestrate a lavish funeral, inherit his company, and marry his ‘faithful wife’ within a mere sixty days.
But Derek was not dead yet. Against all odds, he had survived the impact, dragged from the wreckage by a retired forest ranger named Earl Bone.
After two months, Derek finally walked into the grand ballroom of the Charleston Custom House, right in the middle of the lavish anniversary gala Raymond was throwing to celebrate his newly inherited empire.
Dressed in a flawless tailored suit, Derek bypassed the stunned security, strode directly up the center aisle, and stepped onto the stage just as his brother was delivering a celebratory speech.
Taking the microphone right out of Raymond's frozen hand, Derek looked out into the crowd and calmly announced that the rightful owner had returned to collect what belonged to him.
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Chapter: Chapter 23The red numbers on the biometric wrist terminal dropped to triple zeros.00:00:00.The air inside the quadrangle of the Old Citadel did not warm; it turned instantly electric, hot, and metallic. Beneath the cracked paving stones, fifty feet down in the pitch-black tunnels of the old Confederate powder magazines, a muffled thump shook the bedrock of downtown Charleston.It was not a roar yet. It was the deep, hollow cough of a primary explosive cap lighting fifty tons of unstable black powder and military-grade demolition gel.Jack Sterling’s mouth was still open, his broken, bloody teeth spread wide in a demonic grin of mutual destruction. He was waiting for the fire to erase him, waiting to watch his long-lost son disintegrate into white ash before his dying eyes.Derek Ashford did not wait to burn.His mountain-honed reflexes did not ask for permission from his shocked mind. In one violent, explosive motion, Derek dropped his shotgun, reached down with both hands, and seized Jack St
Last Updated: 2026-09-14
Chapter: Chapter 22Resting on the empty vault floor was a single piece of heavy parchment paper, held down by a black combat knife driven an inch deep into the steel plating.Written across the paper in bold, dripping red ink was a message addressed directly to Derek:“Welcome to the family, nephew. Bring the black box to the Old Citadel at midnight... or your mother won't live to see the dawn.”Derek’s phone in his pocket began to vibrate with a terrifying, rhythmic pulse.He pulled it out.On the screen was a live video feed from inside Elizabeth’s private hospital room—taken from a hidden camera mounted directly behind Derek’s own head.And in the reflection of the hospital window on the screen, a red laser targeting dot was dancing silently across the center of Elizabeth Ashford’s forehead.The red laser dot did not waver.It sat right in the center of Elizabeth Ashford’s pale forehead, bright and steady like a droplet of fresh blood on porcelain. Through the reflection in the reinforced hospi
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Chapter: Chapter 21James Vance frowned, tapping the encrypted receiver. "That’s strange... It’s a direct priority dispatch from the Asheville Medical Trauma Center. The hospital where we sent Mr. Bone." Derek’s heart seized. He spun around instantly, stepping into the cockpit. "Put it on speaker. Is Earl all right?" James hit the toggle. A doctor’s voice, tight with anxiety and confusion, came through the speaker: "Mr. Ashford? Mr. Ashford, are you there?" "This is Derek Ashford," Derek said, his knuckles turning white on the dashboard. "How is Earl Bone? Did the surgery succeed?" "Mr. Ashford... the surgery was a complete success," the doctor stammered, his breath trembling over the static. "We repaired the chest wound. Mr. Bone was fully conscious twenty minutes ago. But... something impossible just happened." "Speak clearly, Doctor!" Derek demanded, his voice rising in sudden alarm. "Ten minutes ago, an unmarked black medical convoy with top-secret federal diplomatic clearance arrived
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Chapter: Chapter 20The salt spray of Charleston Harbor tasted like bitter poison on Derek Ashford’s tongue. The deck of The Neptune Prime gave another sickening groan beneath his leather boots, tilting further into the churning black water. White foam washed across the steel plates around his ankles, but Derek did not look down at the rising tide. His eyes were locked on the phone screen in his palm. "Six decommissioned tactical nuclear warheads... proximity detonators set to trigger the moment the hulls touch the Ashford docks!" Marcus Thorne’s frantic wail continued to buzz through the speaker, competing with the emergency harbor sirens screaming across the distant city skyline. Beside the ruined helicopter pad, Raymond and Vanessa were huddled against the steel safety netting like wet, shivering rats. When those words echoed out of the phone's speaker, Raymond let out a high, broken shriek that sounded barely human. He fell flat on his stomach in the rising water, clawing at the deck plates with
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Chapter: Chapter 19Derek climbed through the hatch an instant later, lifting his mother out onto the deck just as a massive second explosion ripped through the belly of The Neptune Prime.BOOM!The entire forward deck buckled beneath them, throwing Raymond and Vanessa against the safety netting. A giant fireball shot out of the ventilation shafts, lighting up the darkening harbor sky in violent orange.The four-hundred-foot ship was sinking fast, its bow tilting sharply toward the freezing black water of the naval basin.Out on the concrete pier, fifty yards away, James Vance and the Ashford security team were waiting, their assault rifles pointed into the dusk."Boss! Over here!" James shouted through a megaphone, throwing a heavy tactical rescue line across the water to the sinking ship's bow.Derek secured the line around the deck capstan, guiding his mother into the arms of two elite security divers who had swum across the narrow gap with an inflatable rescue raft."Get her to Ashford Manor,"
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Chapter: Chapter 18The automated voice of the shipboard intercom system bounced off the dark steel hulls and the concrete seawalls of the naval basin.“CRITICAL CONTAINER BREACH IN CRYOGENIC BAY THREE. LIFE SUPPORT MATRIX REVERSED. PASSENGER AWAKENING SEQUENCE: ELIZABETH ASHFORD IS CONSCIOUS.”High above on the command bridge of The Neptune Prime, Arthur Ashford’s face lost every ounce of its aristocratic composure. The crystal glass of scotch in his left hand slipped from his fingers, crashing against the polished steel deck and shattering into tiny pieces."Shut it down!" Arthur roared at his bridge officers, his deep baritone cracking into a frantic screech. "Override the medical network! Put her back under immediately!"The junior communications officer was tapping wildly on a glowing terminal, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. "The mainframe isn't responding, sir! The explosion on the starboard rudder severed the primary data trunk! Someone uploaded an external bypass through the secondary bilg
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Chapter: Chapter 189Jackson paused, his hands freezing on the copper wire. "That's impossible. The drill platform's main communications bus is fried.""That's not coming from the platform," Maya said, her smile instantly vanishing as she turned toward the console. "That's an external override. Someone is forcing a broadcast through the emergency satellite transponder."The wide, green tactical display on the bulkhead flickered to life.It did not show Sterling’s logo. It did not show Westbrook’s corporate seal.In the center of the screen appeared a high-resolution, live satellite video feed of the Mediterranean Sea. The camera was zoomed in on a location forty miles off the coast of Alexandria, Egypt.Beneath the deep, turquoise water of the sea floor, a massive, ancient underwater structure was clearly visible—a colossal stone-and-iron aqueduct system, buried under five centuries of sea silt, connected directly to an enormous, subterranean pumping complex
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Chapter: Chapter 188"What about Sterling?" Jackson asked, looking toward the private elevator on the far bulkhead.Derick didn't answer right away. He walked over to the elevator doors.The heavy steel panels were warped from the electrical blast that had torn through the ship’s power trunks. Derick jammed the pointed end of his iron key into the rubber seam between the doors, leaned his shoulder into it, and pried them open three inches.He peered into the dark shaft.The private submersible cradle at the bottom of the shaft was empty. The water inside the escape tube was churning with cold sea foam."He's gone," Derick said, stepping back from the doors. "He released his pod the moment the casing sheared. He's three hundred feet down, heading for international waters on battery power.""Let him run," Maya said, pushing herself up from the wet deck. "His drill ship is a smoking wreck. Westbrook is bankrupt. Apex Aegis is disbanded. The Geneva contr
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Chapter: Chapter 187In the center of the valve bonnet sat a recessed iron spindle—a square, four-sided shaft, four inches across, dark, cold, and utterly untouched by the digital computers humming on the bridge above."It’s seized," Maya panted, wiping the stinging hydraulic oil from her eyes. "Look at the collar. The locking teeth are coated in fifty years of marine scale. Even if the key fits, no human arms can turn a four-inch spindle against that kind of salt encrustation!""The key doesn't need to turn the spindle," Derick said, standing up. "The key is the wedge."He reached into his heavy waxed coat, pulled out his nineteenth-century cast-iron water key, and looked at the ancient crossbar handle. The square socket at the base was an exact match for the spindle, but Derick did not try to seat it over the shaft.Instead, he flipped the tool upside down.He jammed the pointed iron foot of the handle directly behind the main shear wedge—a massive, three-h
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Chapter: Chapter 186The countdown clock on the central bulkhead did not tick. It blinked with a silent, surgical precision, cutting away the seconds in brilliant crimson strokes that reflected across the wet steel grating of the moon pool deck.[GLOBAL SEISMIC RELEASE: 00:74][CORE PRESSURE: CRITICAL][MANUAL ABORT IMPOSSIBLE: LOGIC DISENGAGED]Beneath their feet, the dark water of the open moon pool was boiling without heat. Thick, blinding azure light surged up through forty feet of open Atlantic sea, turning the riveted iron hull of the submerged Goubet II into a black silhouette resting in a pool of liquid neon. High-frequency electrical energy screamed through the metal deck, setting off tiny, sharp sparks that jumped between the eyelets of Derick’s work boots."Hold the hammer, Jackson," Derick repeated, his voice dropping into that deep, rhythmic cadence that sounded more like an engine idling than a man facing the end of the world.Jackson didn't ask questions. He lunged forward, his wet sneakers
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Chapter: Chapter 185Jackson immediately froze, his legs burning with lactic acid, his breath catching in his throat.The Goubet II drifted forward on its own momentum, gliding silently through the freezing black water like a drowned whale, slipping directly beneath the wide, dark shadow of the drill ship's twin hulls.The bright sweep of an underwater searchlight passed directly over their tiny glass port. For three terrifying seconds, the interior of their iron tube was illuminated with blinding, crystal-clear white light.Jackson held his breath, expecting the deafening CLANG of an automated torpedo launch at any instant.The light moved on.The sensors saw only an old piece of round iron drifting forty feet down on the natural tidal current."We are directly beneath the central moon pool," Derick whispered, looking straight up through the glass port at an open, illuminated square of water inside the belly of the ship.A heavy steel acces
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Chapter: Chapter 184Jackson swallowed hard. The image of Kendi’s face—dusty, bleeding, smiling through her tears in the Nairobi signal hut—flashed through his mind with searing clarity. He remembered her hands, raw and greased, holding the wooden T-bar of the rail trolley. She hadn't quit when the helicopter flew over the grass. She hadn't dropped the key when the drone opened fire on the roof. Jackson took a deep breath of the freezing French air, pulled his waterproof pack tight around his shoulders, and stepped forward into the mud. "Show me where the crank is," Jackson said. Ten minutes later, the round, heavy bronze hatch of the Goubet II slammed shut with a muffled, hollow CLANK. The interior of the iron vessel was tiny, narrow, and freezing cold. There were no seats—only two narrow wooden benches bolted to the curved iron ribs of the hull. Derick sat on the forward bench, his massive shoulders barely fitting between the c
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