719 Number Keeps Calling Me

They call me Julian Mercer and I keep my head down because I learned the hard way that a name can be a target. I answered an ad for a rental and signed a paper I promised myself I’d never sign: a marriage contract. The job was simple — be the son-in-law for thirty days, take the money, be gone. The family needs a “son” to secure a heritage grant and I need the cash to buy a clean slate. What I didn’t plan for was the way Lila Ardmore looked at me like she already knew what I was hiding. Another thing I didn’t plan for was the ledger in an old piano and the way a neighbor called my mother’s name, and the knot in my gut that felt like an alarm the night someone tried to burn the past into ash. I came to act. I stayed to fix what I broke, and the longer I stayed the more I realized the man I was taught to be will not survive who I have to become. If you want my story, read it from where the dark starts.

Deltrey's voice cracked, and he swallowed hard before muttering, "I... I have no idea what you are talking about, I swear!" Nathan leaned in closer, his eyes inches from Deltrey's face. "Are you going to tell me that you have no idea about the bomb that your company created? Tell me the truth!" In the dangerous world of the Amber family's, Nathan's parents met their demise in a brutal power struggle. But Nathan, believed to be dead, underwent a secret transformation, becoming a Master of Business, medicine, combat, and the arcane arts. To protect himself from ruthless rivals, he faked his own death and assumed the role of a humble son-in-law to Karina Blackwood. Beneath this facade, Nathan wields extraordinary power, commanding loyal subordinates and nurturing a burning desire for vengeance. His unwavering purpose was to avenge his parents’ tragic fate. Join Nathan in this gripping journey through a world of deception, power, and unwavering determination, where his quest for justice has the potential to reshape the underworld's destiny. Read to find out In this thrilling tale of intrigue and retribution.

O Bored Prowler of the white pages stained in dark ink. Do ye tire and lose interest in the scrolls of endless writers that tell the dry tales of Systems? Of modern men who traverse through time and space to arrive in fantastical worlds where they achieve naught but baseless journeys? Of tasteless worlds with no intrigue, failing to grasp thy mind? If that be the case, hearken unto me, O Prowler! Let me appeal to thy desire for adventure and darkness, bringing thee into the world of LEASTRIA, where ye shall follow the story of foul men born from distorted shadow! Where selfish Stars toy with fate from their Odd Demesnes! Where the Enlightened, the Sorcerers, the Cradlers and the Genuine Accursed roam and rend the Sheltered Lands with their obscene lust and greed! Where ye shall follow the story of the Cursed Child as he seeks ‘The Bringing’ and rises from meagrehood to significance under thy eyes. Hearken unto my voice and begin this tale, if ye fear not to prowl in Mythology. Do ye dare, O Prowler, to be lost in true Fantasy? ---------------- I will be posting this story on Royal Road under the name Shade Arjuun

Struggling novelist Athena Morrison once thought life had nothing left to offer her. Living a reclusive lifestyle and trying to make ends meet while trying to make a name for herself as an author, she certainly had it hard enough. Coupled with extreme bouts of depression and constant threats with running from her dark past however, one can only go so far before something snaps. So in one stormy evening, plagued by the demons of her own making, she planned on ending it all.Before she was stopped by some unsuspecting maintenance crew.A fateful encounter, if she were to describe it. Change was coming to her life. Perhaps it was time to stop running, to try and take hold of her own destiny. A lot of things were happening in this city, money changing hands, deals being made; politics were being played and power constantly in flux. And while change is something to be feared, it was also something to be excited about. Athena only hoped that it was for the better.Bug me on Discord: https://discord.gg/NZA6JunBug me on Twitter: @FriedMokou

"Give your mask to Mike. He's important. You're just a firefighter." Derek removed his mask. Carried them both down three floors. A beam crushed his leg. His wife walked away without looking back. He limped home. Found Mike in his pajamas. Erin cooking steaks she never once made for him. "Do you love me?" "You gave me credibility. I gave you a life you couldn't afford. A fair exchange." She slapped him when he asked for divorce. Not because she loved him. Because his timing ruined her keynote speech. A wildfire swallowed an entire county. Derek walked into the deadliest sector. Nobody expected him to survive. Erin ordered sushi with Mike. But Derek didn't die. He pulled a stranger from a burning house and shielded him with his own body. That stranger was Jerry Black. The DNA test confirmed the impossible. The firefighter she left to die was the missing heir to a quadrillion-dollar empire.

Falling victim to an ingenious scheme, the entire Rhyfel family was massacred. Risking her own life, Luna managed to rescue Arthur. Ten years later, the war god returns to the capital, "Whatever was taken from me, I will take back a thousandfold!" Upon reuniting with Luna, he made her a single promise...as long as she was with him, she would have the entire world in the palm of her hands.

Death is just the beginning for David. Beautiful women are his only goal, and getting pulled into the Harem Multiverse challenge might be the best thing that ever happened to him... or the worst. His second chance at life won't be any easier with a system that hates him. But he's a lucky bastard. What can possibly go wrong? Join me on Discord for character art and chats: https://discord.gg/EfgNv8ru2z

“Babe, what are you doing with him?” He raised a brow with a voice filled with contempt, his eyes raging in anger. “What does it look like?” She snorted in disgust. “Do you have the right to even ask me such a question? Just look at you.” She couldn’t help but laugh with a very loud voice and Carter followed suit. “You are looking worse than a dog and you expect me to stick with you?” She clicked her tongue, mocking his pitiful state. “Seriously? Babe, after everything I have done for you?” Logan stared at his girlfriend in disbelief. The woman he had fallen for had changed overnight and doesn’t have any regard for him again. “Don’t call me babe! If you ain’t ashamed, I’m ashamed for you!” She spat at his face in annoyance. ~~~ Logan couldn’t believe his eyes and ears. He had endured disrespect and belittlement from others, but he never expected it from the person he loved the most, Eleanor. He had sacrificed his savings to support her education and take care of her every need. He had neglected himself, believing that as long as Eleanor was happy and comfortable, he would be too. But now, he discovered that she had been two-timing him, using him as a mere pastime. She publicly insulted and humiliated him. However, everything changes when Logan stumbles upon a power system. A system that promises him beauty, wealth, and fame in a short span of time. With this newfound power in his hands, what will Logan do? Will he seek revenge? Will he rise above his past and create a new future? The choices he makes will shape his destiny and reveal the true extent of his strength.

The sincerity I gave to the woman I loved was in vain. Like everyone else, she saw me as an embarrassment and only wanted to take advantage of me. Until I know my true identity, they won't be able to do what they did before. I will repay them with everything I have without trying because I am greater than them.

“Don’t make a scene, Marcus.” Quinn’s eyes, always so cold, flicked over him as if he were an unwanted stain. “A Saintess can’t be sullied by a man like you. Keep your distance.” For three years, Marcus Steel was a ghost in his own marriage. His wife, worshipped for her holy power, never let him near—not even a touch, not a night together. Yet every gathering, she let Alexander—her so-called ‘brother,’ his former best friend—rest his head in her lap, her hand stroking his hair, their laughter intimate and careless for the world to see. “Does it ever bother you?” Marcus whispered one night, desperation thick in his voice. “That you give him what you never gave me?” Sophia only smiled, distant as ever. “Alexander needs me. You… you’re just my duty.” When the earthquake shattered the banquet hall, Marcus reached for her through the falling debris. “Quinn! Please! Just take my hand—help me!” But her golden barrier was already around Alexander. She didn’t even look at Marcus as he screamed, “I’m your husband! Don’t leave me—” “I can’t save everyone,” she said, voice like ice. “Alex is injured. I promised to protect him.” As rubble crushed his body and hope faded, something ancient awoke in Marcus. Flames danced in his blood, power surging from the pain, the betrayal. From the ashes of humiliation and heartbreak, a dragon roared to life. Marcus Steel is dead. The Dragon King rises—and the Saintess will beg for mercy she never showed. DRAGON BOOK PART 2- PRIESTESS'S WORTHLESS HUSBAND IS A DRAGON COMMANDER