Agent

Behind the ordinary world lies a ruthless underground ruled by assassins, mercenaries, agents, and arms dealers. Ethan Gray enters with fists faster than bullets at close range. If he can't beat them, he'll join them—and take everything. Until the entire underground world bows before him. Ethan —the Ultimate Firepower.

Five years mopping floors. One man. Undefeated. Ethan Cole is invisible at Blackridge Elite Academy—the janitor nobody looks at, the son-in-law everyone dismisses. What they don't know: he's the Ghost Marshal. He ended the Iron Conflict in 72 hours. He toppled governments with his bare hands. He took this job to disappear. Now sleeper agents are moving through Blackridge, targeting the children of generals and senators. The threat has resurface. Ethan sets down his mop. The most dangerous man alive has been watching them all along. And he's done waiting.

A man in a stained janitor's uniform kneels in a hotel lobby while a CEO wipes his shoes on his back. Marcus Webb was once the Ghost of the Eastern Front—a soldier so feared enemies surrendered at his name. That was five years ago, before his unit was betrayed, before the government declared him dead. He survived a bullet to the spine and a fall from a helicopter. The world buried him. He crawled out. His fatal flaw is mercy. He still hesitates. He's learning not to. What he wants: find the five men who ordered the hit on his unit. Make them suffer. What he's wrong about: this isn't personal. His former commander is now a city councilman. The arms dealer who sold him out owns half the police department. The betrayal was about what he carried in his memory—information that could topple a shadow empire. The golden finger: He was the Ghost. Now he's a ghost with nothing to lose. He's been watching for six months, cataloging every weakness, every secret. The stakes: His old injury is slowly paralyzing him. He needs money for surgery. And his unit was eliminated to cover up a biological weapons deal. Seven people know. One is dead. Six are alive, and they own this city. Marcus is the only person who can prove what happened—he recorded the meeting where they decided to sacrifice his men. Only on Meganovel: The Ghost doesn't just kill his enemies. He dismantles everything they've built. Every victory costs him a piece of his humanity. Read to watch him make the city kneel.

After surviving a deadly betrayal during a classified mission, elite Night Agent Ethan Vale becomes the most wanted man in the country. Hunted by his own agency and mysterious black-ops soldiers, Ethan uncovers Blackout Protocol, a secret operation capable of destroying governments and silencing anyone who learns the truth. With a dangerous hacker as his only ally and enemies hiding inside the system he once trusted, Ethan must stay alive long enough to expose the conspiracy before the country falls into darkness.

Betrayed by his trusted General and a Vice President revealed as a traitor, Project Agent Gabriel Jones of the US Army found himself marooned in a world of fantasy. As he clutched his voice message terminal, the President's final words crackled through: "Gabriel, it's over! They've taken the White House. If you're still out there, for God's sake, get back here! We need you!" Can he fight his way through this alien nightmare and return to a shattered America, or will he perish in the grip of this new world?

Radley Baron took in the identity of Steve, an ordinary high school student, just so he could find his long-lost sister. However, he gets betrayed because everyone thought he was a poor student. The rich students bullied and tagged him "the school rat." What the students didn't know was that the school rat was none other than the 8th richest young man worldwide, heir to the renowned Baron empire as well as the world's best agent, Wild Dog.

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

**100 days. That's all humanity has left.** Arjun Mehta was the last man standing when the apocalypse consumed Earth. After watching his family, friends, and billions of others die, he made one final sacrifice to protect the last human shelter. But instead of dying... He wakes up exactly **100 days before the apocalypse begins.** A mysterious blue screen appears before his eyes. **[Survival System Activated.]** This time, Arjun knows when every disaster will strike, where the first monsters will appear, and who will betray humanity. With every completed mission, the System grants him powerful skills, rare equipment, and the chance to evolve beyond human limits. As the countdown to the end of the world begins, Arjun must race against time to grow stronger, build the safest fortress, save those worth trusting, and uncover the terrifying truth behind the System itself. Because the apocalypse isn't the real enemy. **Something far more powerful is waiting for humanity to survive... or become its next prey.** **100 days remain.** **The countdown has already begun.** ---

Bella is a retired assassin who is kidnapped by a secret organization responsible for creating a dangerous role playing simulation video-game called OutLive. A game that she finds herself playing alongside a few others who she must work together with to complete a series of savage missions in order to make it to the very end and not only walk away with the grand prize of $10 million but also with her life that is greatly threatened because should she die in the game then she dies in real life as well.

"Kill it! It's a defect! A stain like that has no right to exist in our city!" I looked at the small, pathetic puddle of black ink at my feet. The High Inquisitor’s laughter echoed through the hall, followed by the mocking sneers of the elite. My family’s last hope was crushed. My rank was zero. My future was a death sentence. But as the guard’s boot came down to crush my "beast," the world went cold. "Don't," I whispered. It was too late. The shadow didn't die. It opened its mouth. One gulp. That was all it took for a Rank-B knight to vanish into the darkness. In a world where Beast Tamers are kings and ranks are law, I was born a zero. They called my summon a "Formless Blob." They sentenced us to death before we could even breathe. Little did they know, my beast isn't from this world. It doesn't have a rank because the system can't measure the Abyss. It doesn't have a limit because it grows by eating everything they hold dear. Ranks? Social status? Respect? My shadow is hungry. And today, the elites are on the menu.