719 Number Keeps Calling Me

I grew up with nothing just me, my mom, and the empty ache where a father should've been. I’d always thought he was some nameless stranger, long gone and dead. Then, right after I claw my way into this elite university on scholarship, my world shatters. Turns out my father wasn’t some faceless nobody he was William Cross, a billionaire, one of the world’s wealthiest men, and now he’s dead, leaving me his empire.It should’ve been a blessing, but it’s a curse. The “System” he left with his legacy gives me skills I desperately need but at a cost agonizing pain that feels like it’s tearing me apart from the inside. And now, as I stand alone, surrounded by powerful enemies who want me destroyed, I realize that inheriting billions might be the thing that finally breaks me.

Terry was a man who was willing to be poor and leave his luxurious life to marry the woman he loved. However, his wife cheated on him with another man. In addition, his wife asked for a divorce and left him for his mistress. While he was down, the family who had abandoned him came back to Terry and asked him to return home. However, Terry, who was hurt by past events, certainly refused the offer. On the other hand, Daniel, who is his father's enemy, offers to be his heir. He promises to help Terry get revenge, both on his ex-wife, his ex-wife's mistress, and his family, especially his father! Will Terry accept the offer? And what drastic changes will Terry make to get revenge on the people who have hurt him in the past? "I'll make sure you're ruined and begging for mercy from me when I'm successful! Insult me all you want for now. But wait for my revenge. I will repay you a hundred times more painfully than you did to me!" Terry said.

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

“Aria, don't make me lose it. I’m talking about Ethan. Our three-year-old son who is living abroad.” Max reminded her. “Umm…Max, I get that your pocket is empty, but does your brain have to be empty, too? I mean, how could you believe in the existence of a child you’ve never seen? Like how?” Aria asked, seemingly stunned by Max’s dumbness. Max, still not able to comprehend the situation, asked, “So, are you saying our son is not abroad?” “Dumbass, she’s saying there is no son! There have never been! Gosh, how are you so slow?” Ava wondered, shaking her head in disbelief. ***** For three years, Maximilian Stratford, the CEO of PetroVista, a trillion dollar oil and gas group of companies, hid his identity to win a challenge against his grandpa's. For three years, he lived with his in-law, enduring insults and humiliation. For three years, he loved blindly believing in the existence of a son that doesn't exist. For three years, he worked hard to provide for the child, doing menial jobs he had no idea existed until now. Now he knows everything and is ready for revenge against his wife and her family …but they was a reason his grandpa gave him such a challenge, which he failed to realize in those years. What is the reason? Will he ever be able to find out and properly get his revenge?

The dying star pulsed, it’s heart on the verge of collapse. Twelve figures, cloaked in unimaginable power, stood amidst its final throes. On one side, six beings (the angels) blazed with light so intense, it dwarfed the star's dying brilliance. Across from them, five figures (the demons)exuded a chilling darkness, a black hole's silent hunger, their very presence accelerating the star's demise. And in the center of this cosmic ballet of light and shadow, stood Reaper. He seemed to absorb the dying star's essence, his form cloaked in a darkness deeper than any of the others, a living embodiment of the star's final, terrible scream. But then, the things discussed were by no means simple, the fate of the world was resting on their soundless star toppling discussion. The intensity of the conversation loomed above the star like an omen of death, accelerating it's death even further. Suddenly, the figure in the middle broke the sacred rule, yelling in a language that speaks for all, his voice was like the rushing of a mighty wind. I Reaper, will dethrone and destroy that God, make him pay for neglecting us all and if you don't join me, you will all suffer the same fate. The faces of the angels and demons -a vortex of light and darkness- went grim as they moved to strike down the tyrannical being. But before they could, Reaper, the demon of death and chaos was gone. Our story...begins here.

Julie’s expression hardened, her desperation transforming into a steely determination. "If you really love me, you would do this for me," she insisted. "You have nothing to lose, Jason. But for me, it means everything. My career, my future... It’s all at stake here." Jason Grey felt the weight of her words pressing down on him, a crushing pressure that made it hard to breathe. He loved Julie deeply, but the idea of sacrificing himself for her crime was unthinkable. "Julie, this is insane," he said, his voice strained. "You’re asking me to throw my life away for something you did. I can’t do that." After taking the fall for a crime his wife committed, Jason was released from prison after five years. Upon returning home, he found his wife in an intimate position with his best friend. Feeling betrayed and heartbroken, Jason confronted his wife, only for her to show no remorse and reveal her intention to divorce him. Just as everything seemed to be going wrong for Jason, he received a phone call from a woman who revealed his true identity: he was actually the son of the owner of a multi-billion-dollar enterprise, and his real name was Jason Tempest. Now, with a new identity and a renewed sense of purpose, Jason vowed to take revenge on his wife and best friend for their betrayal. However, he also needed to prove himself worthy and adapt to the cutthroat world of business.

Daniel Hovsep had been working different types of part-time jobs to get a special gift for his girlfriend, Karol Kathie's birthday. On the day he was about to surprise Kathie on her birthday, it turned out that the wealthy and most influential student on campus, Orval Morris was proposing to Kathie on that same day. "Kathie! What are you doing with him?" Daniel broke into the crowd and shouted, feeling betrayed and hurt. "You have eyes and I believe you can see everything clearly for yourself. Morris is proposing to me and I'm happy to be his girlfriend." Kathie responded coldly, forgetting everything Daniel had done for her. "His girlfriend? How?" Daniel stammered, struggling to believe what he was seeing. "Dan," Kathie called out. "I'm a classic and beautiful lady as you can see. I can't stoop so low to be with someone as dirty as you are. I'm sorry, but please, go and look for your grade." Everyone who was there began to laugh at Daniel. Feeling shattered, Daniel replied in anger, "Kathie, get ready for me. You gonna fear my return including you all who bullied me." Be on the book, let's see together how Daniel will take his revenge....

Introvert!? Me!? Tha hell am I an introvert. I stay indoors all day because I am afraid to get my butt kicked. Until I contract my beast, I won't be walking freely. This is a promise I made it myself. My name is Ryder and I am a black marked. In the planet where I live, it is dominated by summoners. If you guessed, then you are right, we contracted beast from the Astral Shadow plain and summon it out at will after successfully contracting the creature. Mark appears on the left shoulder of every human after birth, a mark given by the beast that chooses you. There are five different colours of mark— the brown, the orange, the red, the black and lastly, the white. Of all the marking, I was marked black. I was marked by a supreme demon monarch of the Astra shadow plain— the Dracogon. There was a 0.5 over 100 percent chance for me to survive in the contraction process but I did. I did and in the process, caused a catastrophe— i opened a link between the beasts of Astra shadow plain and the planet of humans, Terra. Everyone is in my planet is in danger because of me. Now with no other choice, I have to find a way to resolve the mistake I made, alone just like I caused it alone. ****

"You think you can stop me, Aiden? You're nothing but a pawn in this game." Malrik's voice echoed through the cold, sterile darkness of the virtual world, laced with malice. "In The Abyss, I am the ruler. And you will fall, just like everyone else." Aiden Cross never wanted to return to The Abyss. But when his sister’s mysterious death resurfaces in the form of a cryptic message, he’s pulled back into the deadly virtual world he tried to escape. Now, he must navigate shifting alliances, face dangerous enemies, and confront a hidden AI that holds the key to everything. But with every step, the line between reality and illusion blurs—each move he makes seems to play into the hands of the malevolent forces that control it all. In the fight to uncover the truth and save humanity, Aiden will have to decide: is he a hero, or is he just another pawn in a game he doesn’t understand? But when the virtual world begins to merge with reality... Will Aiden be able to stop Malrik before it’s too late? Or will the game consume him entirely? The countdown has begun. The question is... who will survive the game?

Ethan Cross has spent years enduring humiliation at the hands of his unfaithful wife, Sarah, and her wealthy, powerful family. Treated like an outcast, Ethan’s love for Sarah keeps him trapped in a marriage filled with betrayal and manipulation. But everything changes when a shocking incident reveals that Ethan is the long-lost heir to the Van Rensselaer fortune—an empire that rivals the wealth and influence of Sarah’s family. Fueled by anger and a thirst for vengeance, Ethan rises to reclaim what is rightfully his. As he navigates a world of power, deception, and deadly alliances, Sarah and her family plot against him, determined to destroy him before he can strike back. Along the way, Ethan finds an unexpected ally—and a potential new love interest—but his heart is scarred by betrayal, and trust doesn’t come easy. With thrilling twists, explosive secrets, and a relentless drive for revenge, Ethan will stop at nothing to bring down those who wronged him. But the Forresters won’t go down without a fight, and the game of power and retribution is just beginning. Will Ethan succeed in his quest for justice, or will Sarah’s family destroy him before he can claim his legacy? One thing is certain—nothing is as it seems, and no one is safe.