5000 Words In Pages

"Kill them all...Burn it down..." Those are the words I heard echoing in my head ever since the day I woke up in Lorelei. The voice sounds familiar. I've heard it before. But would it be crazy if I said it sounded like me? Would it be crazy...if I said i remembered dying? Utterly rediculous. To repeat the same thing over and over, expecting a different result while changing absolutely nothing. I was the son of a Duke and a commoner in a foreign land. Through pain and suffering, I somehow managed to marry a beautiful Princess of that land. You know...after my father got eaten by a dragon. And after being locked in a dungeon and tortured by her insane sister... But none of that matters now. Because my world lies in ruins. Everyone I've ever known is dead. All except my beloved, who stands to protect me with her shield. But I don't mean to say that things have been destroyed... What I mean, is much simpler. Avernia is gone. Gone forever. Lost to the plague I called 'The Black Ooze'. But I'll avenge it. I'll kill the one responsibke for massacring my family and destroying my world. They'll regret having made an enemy out of me. Because the sword I wield is called Vengeance. The Overseer sword. The Omni-Weapon. No matter the cost...I will have vengeance. I'll kill them all. I'll burn everything down. Author's note: I sincerely hope you enjoy my work, but keep in mind that I am my own editor and I don't see everything. there might still be a few errors. Sorry! This is an original work.

“Your family’s blood runs thick with treason.” The words seared into young Thorne Valtor’s mind as he watched his world crumble. His uncle’s guards dragged his father away in chains, accused of murdering the grandfather Thorne barely knew. His mother lunged forward, desperate to stop them, only to be cut down in a spray of blood right before his eyes. “Mother!” Thorne’s scream echoed uselessly as blades flashed again. His father broke free for a heartbeat, grabbing Thorne in a frantic escape attempt, but arrows felled him mid-stride. Thorne crumpled beside his father’s body, the warmth of life fading under his small hands. The uncle’s shadow loomed over him. “You’re no longer needed here, boy.” Sold into slavery to the neighboring kingdom of Eldoria, Thorne toiled in the brutal depths of their mining pits, his body scarred by whips and his spirit hardened by years of endless labor. Freedom came not from mercy, but from chaos: Eldoria fell under siege by a nameless horde wielding forbidden dark mage powers, their shadows twisting reality itself. Thorne fled through the carnage, crossing borders back to his homeland of Valeria, where he sought refuge in his father’s hidden sanctuary,a forgotten cavern etched with ancient runes. There, a sealed door his father had once whispered about beckoned. “It will open when the time is right.” The time was now. The door yielded, revealing five ethereal thrones occupied by spectral ancient mages. “He has returned, the chosen one.” They descended, pressing a glowing tome into his hands. “Within lies powers, Use it wisely, heir of the clovers. “Do the right thing.” Read on to unravel a tale where betrayal forges heroes, magic awakens legacies, and one boy’s choice could shatter empires or mend them.

Alex blinked slowly. His brain struggled to process the scene. Then his gaze shifted to the man, the one proposing. Daniel Foster. The so-called cousin. Alex let out a quiet breath. “What the hell…” His voice wasn’t loud, but Lily heard it. Her head snapped toward him. For a brief moment her face froze. Then her expression turned cold. “Alex?” The crowd also noticed him. Students began whispering. “Who is that?” “Wait… I think I know him.” Alex walked forward a step. His eyes moved between Lily and Daniel, still trying to process what he was seeing. “Your cousin?” he asked slowly. “So… cousins propose with rings now?” Daniel frowned slightly. Lily’s face immediately darkened. “What are you doing here?” she snapped. Alex stared at her in shock. “You don't remember? I just got out today.” Her brows furrowed. “You shouldn’t be here.” Alex tilted his head and he scoffed loudly in disbelief. “Why not?” “Because you belong in prison,” Lily said looking irritated. The words hit him like a slap as he took a step back. The crowd gasped. Alex stared at her silently. “Prison?” he repeated quietly. “Yes.” Lily crossed her arms. “You’re a murderer, Alex. And murderers belong in prison.” The crowd erupted in whispers. “Murderer?” “Wait… I remember now!” “That’s him!” A girl pointed at Alex. “He’s the student who killed someone in a car accident three years ago!” Another student laughed. “Holy shit it really is him!” “So he’s out already?” “Why is he back here?” More people started whispering and pointing. Alex could hear everything clearly as he clenched and unclenched his fist. But his eyes never left Lily.

“You aren't destined to be rich. Stay poor, wear rags, and find women of your own caliber.” Those were the parting words of Jayden's girlfriend when she dumped him for a wealthy man. He had always noticed her shifting behavior, her expensive new outfits, and her sudden obsession with appearance—but what could a nobody like him do? He was just an ordinary worker grinding day and night at a local bakery. He had literally gone hungry just to please her, only to be cast aside like trash. Devastated and broken, Jayden returned to his empty room. Then, his phone buzzed. A single message changed everything. A bank credit with nine zeros. Before he could even process the impossible sum, a phone call came from a stranger—the Vice President of the world-renowned Apexium Conglomerate. But this wasn't a random stroke of luck; it was deliberate. It was a chilling realization that he was being watched, and that outsiders knew the dark secrets of his past better than he did. The call revealed a shocking truth that turned his ordinary life upside down: he was the sole heir to an untouchable empire. To claim his legacy and survive the corporate leeches waiting to end his life, Jayden must drop his simple existence and split his life into three ruthless identities: A life in the morning as an ordinary baker using his old life to quietly investigate, infiltrate, and gather evidence against his enemies. Life in the afternoon as the powerful, untouchable CEO exuding absolute confidence and authority in the boardroom. A life at night as a brutalized student pushing his body to the absolute limit, training in lethal martial arts under a ruthless master to survive the shadows. The game has changed. They underestimated him. Let's find out how wrong they were.

"Current Recoverable Value : $47,000,000” Sebastian Kane’s eyes locked onto the glowing words floating above the worthless debt file in his hands. Three dollars.That was all he had left to his name. Three months ago, Sebastian was one of the most respected Recovery Investigators in the city -a man banks trusted to recover millions and corporations hired to uncover hidden assets. Then came the Hartwell Investigation. One accusation. One betrayal and a carefully orchestrated conspiracy and overnight,Sebastian lost everything. His license was revoked,reputation was destroyed. His mentor abandoned him and the entire city branded him a fraud. Reduced to surviving on his last Three dollars & seventy-two cents, Sebastian attends a bankruptcy auction hoping to distract himself from the ruins of his life. There, he purchases a forgotten debt portfolio that nobody wants. The moment ownership transfers into his name, an impossible power awakens. Debt Vision. A mysterious ability that reveals the hidden value behind debts, assets, inheritances & ownership claims that the world has forgotten. At first he believes he's found a second chance then the warning begins. Powerful corporations suddenly want the worthless debt. Unknown buyers offers him fortune overnight.Strangers start watching his apartment. And buried inside the forgotten files lies a secret that someone has spent twelve years killing to protect. As Sebastian follows the trail, he uncovers a conspiracy worth billions, a hidden empire built on stolen ownership and a truth connected to his father's death and his own downfall. But the deeper he digs the more terrifying the truth becomes. Because according to Debt Vision…. Someone else possesses the same ability and they've been watching him from the very beginning. “Tell me, Mr.Kane..” The mysterious voice on the phone chuckled softly. “Do you really think you were the one who found the debt?”

Selma Elias was only eleven the first time he watched his father cry not from pain, not from hunger but from humiliation. Everyday Selma watched his mother tear Rafael Elias apart with cruel words, betrayal, and endless disrespect. Their home became a battlefield where silence hurt more than screams. While Rafael worked himself to exhaustion trying to provide for his family, Matilde Elias brought other men into their house even into their matrimonial bed while her son watched helplessly from the shadows. Then one night, that the worst happened. Rafael returned home unannounced and discovered another man inside his house. The heartbreak in his eyes that night destroyed something inside him forever. Depression swallowed him whole. Alcohol became his escape. His laughter disappeared. His focus faded. Eventually, he lost his job, his peace, and finally his life. Standing over his father’s grave, young Selma made a vow: He would never let a woman destroy him the way his mother destroyed his father. Years later, Selma Elias becomes powerful, wealthy, and emotionally untouchable. To the world, he is a successful businessman with absolute control. But beneath the expensive suits and cold silence lives a boy still haunted by memories he never escaped, he doesn’t trust women and also he doesn’t believe in love. And he refuses to let anyone get close enough to break him. But when a persistent woman begins challenging the walls he spent years building, Selma is forced to confront the truth he buried deep inside himself: Maybe the greatest scar his father left behind was not death but fear. And healing may require him to face the one thing he has avoided his entire life his own heart.

What?!?" Pia exclaimed. “What's within?” Saying, "Oh my God! Is that a finger that has been chopped?’ Cassandra uttered, "I'm not sure!” "What the fuck does that even mean?!?" exclaimed Pia. Cassandra says, "What?!?" Please don't look at me that way. Furthermore, I have no idea what that even means!’ Pia commented, "This is embarrassing," and Cassia responded, "Okay, I'm going to call the police right away." "No!" exclaimed Pia. Oh no, please don't! “ Cassiandra uttered, "Are you serious at this moment? Cass, that is one fucking chopped finger! Furthermore, we have no idea whose finger it is!” "I'm sure that whoever sent this wouldn't really like it if we ever called the police about this," Pia said. "I also think that they might be keeping an eye on us right now." Cassandra was already breathing heavily as she was scared and doesn't know what to do. She panicked while Pia remained calm and silent as she tries to calm her friend down. Fear flashed through Cassandra's mind as she and Pia stood next to her car, their nerves still raw from the uncomfortable meeting. "Then, what do we do now?" Cassandra's eyes darted across the surroundings while her voice wavered with anxiety. With her own heart rate accelerating due to adrenaline, Pia tried to calm their agitated minds. "Maybe we'll try to calm down first..." However, Cassandra's mind was already racing, a flash of insight emerging in her. "But wait, the letter!" Pia looked in astonishment, taken aback by Cassandra's apparent eagerness. "What?" Words flew out of Cassandra's mouth, a trace of panic in her tone. "H-Haven't that box come with a letter?" Pia's face wrinkled as she considered what Cassandra had said, realizing what had happened.

The night New York’s skyline burned with storm light, ex soldier Dickson Ford returned from the dead. Once a covert protection operative betrayed on a mission that erased his unit, he now hides behind a new name, hired to guard the woman who unknowingly sits at the center of the same conspiracy that destroyed him. Celeste Vonn, ruthless young CEO of Vonn Enterprises, rules her corporate empire with ice-cold precision. Her father’s mysterious death left her empire on the edge of collapse and enemies within her own boardroom. When Dickson walks in as her new security advisor, their first meeting detonates like a collision of flint and steel sharp , words, colder stares, unspoken recognition of danger in each other. An unseen network strikes crashing systems, sabotaging assets, turning her own company against her, Celeste makes an impossible move, she binds herself to Dickson in a public alliance that looks like marriage but is really war strategy. What begins as a business contract soon turns into a labyrinth of trust, betrayal, and forbidden emotion. Together they uncover a plot that links her father’s research to Dickson’s lost comrades: a rogue AI program called PROJECT ECHO, designed to weaponize human consciousness. Every step deeper reveals that Celeste’s father didn’t just build the system he used people as its living core. The enemy isn’t just outside the walls it’s inside the network, inside the people. The closer they come to the truth, the more their alliance fractures under secrets. Dickson’s real identity as a ghost of the past could destroy her trust forever and when ECHO awakens fully, it forces him to choose between two impossible missions protect the woman he’s come to love, or finish the war that made him a ghost.

"I regret the day I met you. I regret foolishly giving love a chance for the first time." Emily’s words pierced the air, heavy with regret and heartache. Her voice trembled as she uttered each syllable, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. But Alex stood before her, his own heart aching at the sight of her pain. He longed to comfort her, but the weight of his own decisions held him back. **** Alex was a billionaire and independent man who lived a life of fulfilment but was marred only by the suffocating grip of his parents. Just like a dog on a leach, he always did as they wished, whether he was good with it or not. He despised women and perceived them all as serpents in designer dresses. His parents arranged a marriage devoid of love with him and a fellow billionaire's daughter, Isabella, which he reluctantly agreed to. Since he had no affection for her, they lived in his house like cats and rats, with no intimacy between them. However, meeting Emily challenged his negative view of women and made him want to marry her, as they became drawn to each other like a magnet. He was willing and determined to marry Emily instead of Isabella, especially after she revealed she was carrying his child. Isabella harboured a hidden agenda far more intricate than mere unrequited love. As Alex's heart turned to Emily, she unleashed deadly plots, determined to retain her place in Alex's heart, even if it meant silencing her rival permanently. Will Alex break free from his condescending parents to choose his own future? Can Emily survive Isabella's wrath and plots? Since only a woman would emerge victorious in winning his heart, who would it be and at what cost?

Synopsis Working from dusk to dawn became a daily routine for a meager salary earner like Donald. Being able to pay his school bills and support his girlfriend was his main purpose of taking these jobs. However, things turn sour after seeing his girlfriend, Shawn, with another man who could provide everything she needed at one go, unlike him. The tables turn quickly, lifting Donald to the top and making him the secret successor due to the help of the black Kaka'ri bracelet. Working from dusk to dawn became a daily routine for a meager salary earner like Donald. Being able to pay his school bills and support his girlfriend was his main purpose of taking these jobs. Things turn sour after seeing his girlfriend, Shawn, with another man who could provide everything she needed at one go, unlike him. The tables turn quickly, lifting Donald to the top with the Black Kakari's system! A 23-year-old short haired and tanned skin student, who tried to stand on his own after being abandoned by his foster parents. His calm and welcoming attitude paves way for him among employers, but gets him kicked in the ass by his girlfriend, Shawn Dexter. Shawn Dexter; An ambitious 20-year-old student, blonde, and average in height. Doing anything to get and have money was all she cared about. Jayden Wood; Jayden is Shawn's 25-year-old super rich replacement for the incompetent Donald. Born into a rich family, Jayden was spoiled rotten, with no regard or respect for anyone. Mrs. Churchill; An average white haired woman in her 50s. Donald's landlady and one of those people who would do everything to milk him dry. Mr. Jamie; A pot-bellied man in his mid-forties, Donald's grumpy boss and the owner of Chills place. Estimated total chapters; 200 Words per chapter; 1000