Rise Of The Underworld King
To the wealthy Macy family, Ethan Sanders was just a useless dog.
For many years, he cleaned their toilets, cooked their food, and took their cruel slaps in silence. A few days after Ethan lost his savior Clara James, Tina threw divorce papers in his face, yelled at him, and sent him away with nothing.
Tina thought she threw away garbage. But she had no idea who he really was.
Ethan Sanders was never poor. Behind the scenes, he was the Underworld King—the supreme owner of the Miracle Group, the richest man alive, the divine miracle doctor who can snatch lives from the jaws of death, and the greatest martial arts master in the whole world.
Now, scammed of all their money, the starving Macys crawl through the mud to beg for a crust of bread, and they finally realize the horrifying truth:
The humble man they treated like dirt was the master of the entire world all along!
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Chapter: Chapter 880“I would have stood beside you against a thousand cartels, Ethan,” Angela answered without hesitation. “From the first night you walked into my office, I knew my life and my loyalty belonged to you.” “You gave me a reason to keep living, Angela,” Ethan confessed quietly. “You taught me that after a
Last Updated: 2026-09-30
Chapter: Chapter 879Ethan Sanders stood at the edge of the weathered wooden pier. He looked across the green hills, his heart finally free of the worries that had followed him for so long. The bitter struggle for justice had reached its peaceful conclusion. The corrupt cartels that had poisoned the land were gone, des
Last Updated: 2026-09-30
Chapter: Chapter 878“This looks more delicious than anything served in the finest hotels in the capital,” Ethan said, looking up at her with quiet admiration. Angela sat across from him and rested her elbows on the table. “Taste the biscuits first and tell me if they are soft enough.” Ethan picked up one of the warm
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Chapter: Chapter 877At the secluded lakeside manor, a peaceful domestic routine had replaced the battlefield memories of the past. There were no tactical alerts buzzing on radio collars, no financial stock tickers flashing numbers, and no threats waiting behind closed doors. The long corporate wars were over, leaving
Last Updated: 2026-09-30
Chapter: Chapter 876Mounted above the grand arched entrance was a polished brass plaque that gleamed through the falling sleet. Deeply carved into the metal were the words: Eleanor Sanders Memorial Community Kitchen & Free Clinic. Tina watched in silence as the heavy mahogany doors swung open to the cold street. The s
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Chapter: Chapter 875“We made a mistake! God knows we made a terrible mistake!” Evelyn wailed as she fell to her knees on the damp concrete floor. She buried her face in her stained sweater and wept while the other patients in the ward laughed at her misery. Across the province, the name of the Macy family had become a
Last Updated: 2026-09-30
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
Last Updated: 2025-11-30
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
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
The Silent Benefactor
For seven years, Derick Sekwiga lived like an ordinary, overlooked husband while quietly turning his wife's small company into a powerful empire behind the scenes. But when her charming ex-boyfriend suddenly reappeared with sweet words and hidden motives, she threw her trust at him and pushed Derick aside without a second thought.
Tired of being doubted, used, and disrespected, Derick signed the divorce papers and walked away without a fight. What his ex-wife never imagined was that the man she ran back to only wanted her wealth—and the “nobody” she divorced was actually the quiet force controlling half the city’s economy.
Now, with his identity revealed and his patience gone, everyone who ever underestimated Derick Sekwiga is about to face the consequences.
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Chapter: Chapter 218The train engineer leaned out the open cab window and tipped his blue cap. Derick raised his right arm in return as the black caboose rattled by and vanished into the green pine trees.The heavy rumble of the boxcars faded away until only the sound of the wind was left. A flock of gray mountain jays fluttered down to pick at the crumbs scattered near the flatcar."She didn't jump an inch," Bill said, leaning against the rail with a proud grin. "That iron sits as flat and calm as pond water on a Sunday morning."Old Pete wiped his grease-stained hands on a red rag and began gathering the stray bolts. He tossed them into the wooden tool crate with a series of loud, hollow thumps."Good steel will stay put if you treat it right," Pete grunted, nodding down at the ties. "The mountain knows when a man cuts corners, and it knows when he does honest work."Derick walked the length of the new timber once more, checking each bolt with his eye. Every plate sat flush against the rock, tight and
Last Updated: 2026-10-24
Chapter: Chapter 217The first gray light of morning crept across the cabin floorboards. High up on the ridge, the long horn of the dawn work train blew twice, rolling across the quiet valley like thunder.Derick threw back the heavy patchwork quilt and set his bare feet down on the boards. The chill in the room bit at his ankles, but his body felt rested and strong after a full night of deep sleep.He pulled on his thick denim trousers and laced his heavy boots tight against the cold. After lighting the small iron cookstove, he set an enamel pot of black coffee on the iron plate to boil.Before leaving the cabin, he paused by the dark cedar box on the mantelpiece. He picked up Jackson’s watch, wound the little stem until it was snug, and slipped it safely into his front pocket.Outside, white frost sparkled on the pine needles like tiny grains of salt in the sunrise. The engine of the new green truck roared to life with a steady purr, sending white smoke into the mountain air.He drove down the winding g
Last Updated: 2026-10-23
Chapter: Chapter 216He reached down and unlaced his heavy leather boots, pulling them off one at a time. The thick wool socks felt good against the cool floorboards. He stretched his feet toward the open hearth, letting the dry birch heat soak deep into his toes. His shoulders were still stiff from the heavy iron pry bar, but it was an honest ache, the kind that came from hard work done right.The cabin was quiet, so quiet he could hear the tiny, steady clicks of Jackson's watch ticking away on the mantelpiece. Beside the watch, the cedar box sat dark and solid, and the broken brass key caught the firelight like an old gold coin. Derick leaned his head back against the tall wooden slats of the chair and closed his eyes.Pictures from the long day moved behind his eyelids. He saw the brown water bursting out through the stone arch, cleaning the mud and timber from the ditch in two minutes flat. He saw young Bill Morris leaning out of Engine Seventy-Two, blowing the whistle twice with a grin across hi
Last Updated: 2026-10-22
Chapter: Chapter 215For five long seconds, nothing moved as the mud and shale held the heavy timber fast against the stone arch. Derick's muscles burned across his shoulders, and he pushed harder with his legs, refusing to let the mountain win. Suddenly, with a loud sucking sound like a boot pulling out of deep mud, the butt end of the hemlock log broke free from the stones."She's moving! Keep the power on her, Sam!" Pete shouted from the top of the bank, waving his wool cap in the air.The motor car chugged slowly forward along the rails, dragging the huge hemlock log up and out of the water ditch like a giant dark fish. Without the main log holding the dam together, the second tree trunk shifted sideways under the heavy pressure of the backed-up pool. Derick and Tom quickly reset their iron bars against the second log and gave one final, mighty heave together.With a booming crash of rushing water, the entire pile of brush, mud, and brok
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Chapter: Chapter 214Derick pulled back on the throttle lever and eased the motor car to a stop beside the switch. The big steam cranes from the division yard had worked all day Saturday and Sunday to haul Jackson's wrecked engine and the twisted tank cars back down to the flatlands. The gravel bank was torn up where the heavy engine had plowed into the earth, but the main track and the bridge were completely untouched.Derick stepped down onto the ballast stones and walked over to the switch stand. The broken automatic lock that he had forced open on Thursday night was still hanging crookedly from the iron chain, its steel casing split where he had hit it with the wrench. With big Tom helping him, Derick used a heavy iron wrench to unbolt the broken company mechanism and lift it off the wooden ties.They set the brand-new manual switch stand in place, driving four thick iron spikes deep into the creosoted oak timbers to hold it steady. Pete connected the heavy
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Chapter: Chapter 213Derick nodded once and walked across the frosted cinders toward the yard office. He wiped his boots on the iron scraper by the step, turned the brass doorknob, and walked inside. A tall man with gray hair and a heavy brown tweed coat was standing by the wall map, holding a steaming cup of coffee.When the door opened, the man turned around and looked at Derick with sharp, friendly gray eyes. Unlike Mr. Vance, this man wore mud-stained leather boots that showed he had spent plenty of time walking real railroad tracks. He set his coffee cup down on the desk and walked forward with his hand outstretched."You must be Derick Cole," the man said in a deep, clear voice. "I'm Arthur Henderson from the state railway commission. Judge Higgins sent me a full report of Friday's hearing by telegraph, and I came out on the first train this morning.""Good morning, Mr. Henderson," Derick said, shaking the inspector's hand firmly. "My
Last Updated: 2026-10-19
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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