Lord Shadow

Donald Warren sniffs of trash popularly known as lord of the fallen city of Atlantis, desperate to drown when Mercedes Maybach Exelero pulled beside him, enigmatic as it's inviting Warren is deep in pocket and no longer a trash.

In a world where ordinary lives mask extraordinary threats, our protagonist, Alex, stumbles upon a mysterious family heirloom. Awakening a unique superpower, Alex becomes entangled in the shadows of the world, joining an association akin to S.H.I.E.L.D. His journey unfolds as he discovers the hidden evils and risks his life to become an unexpected hero. As shadows clash, Alex stands at a moral crossroads. Uncover the secrets within shadows in "Veiled Realms: Shadows Unleashed" – a tale where the line between hero and villain blurs, and the world teeters on the edge of an uncertain future. Step into the unknown.

A desperate old man called to Dylan Carter that he has a job for him and that he should portray as his son. The man left him to either amass great wealth as the leader of the Dorogon consortium and be buried under the weight of his gold as a Dorogon or stay a nobody taunted by the Bowen family that he's married into. In the bidding game, a new empire mysterious to everyone turned the table, unknown to everyone, Dylan in the Bowen family where he means nothing but an eyesore is the anonymous head of the consortium and with such wealth inherited he acts behind the shadow taking revenge on those that underrated him while executing his contract to the Dorogon. Dylan Carter is on a path of survival, revenge and leaving no chances untaken.

Drachenstein a mysterious teenager gambled his life to be transmigrated to another world. Yet he didn't expect he actually? ...... Transmitted. The World, his soul landed upon has supernatural things that made him in a euphoric state. They called themselves 'Lord' If one steps out from the mortal self. They called themselves a 'Dark Lord' If one possesses a Dark Elemental Palace and Dark Orphell Circuit. Their lives are harmonious and lively until the incident occurs making his true self emerge and shattering his heart.

William, an internationally recognized game developer and also the mafia lord of the underworld, was on every country's wanted list because of his unparallel hacking and large control over highly classified information and power. Betrayed by his biological brother, who shot him to death, he was reincarnated in the world of warlocks. In a world where magic reigned absolute, he was constantly abused for not having magical power and was eventually sold to some slave merchants by his new family, where life became even hellish. Beaten to coma after being caught trying to escape, he woke up with a system which provided him with a second chance to prove himself. Being granted the ability to copy other people's magic by writing their names in the ancient grimoire. Jerouch was set on walking a path where even gods have fallen. What end would be the path of a nobody who ascended with the system as his support in a world full of mythical creatures, gods, dragons, and demons…

‘Wake up, child. It's time to claim what's rightfully yours. Your time of being seen as a street dog has passed. Now is the moment to shine and exact vengeance upon all those that wronged us,’ the injured woman from earlier whispers to Phil while he's unconscious. •• He died and lost his identity, and died again to regain it. Now, the bullied, murdered, no-good garbage picker son-in-law, is Alexander Lord, the trillionaire heir of Labyrinth City, who has returned from the dead to exact vengeance on all those who wronged him—no one will be spared from his wrath.

Wednesday, March 10, 2021, put the entire city of Indianapolis in an alteration. Loss of lives and properties were involved because it was believed aliens invaded earth, although the government strongly rebuked this. However, Fifty percent of kids around the age of sixteen gained infection-induced powers through the freak ambush. Parts of the government outside the law, known as the 'Shadow Government, did their best to confiscate and put most of these teens under control. Some were ambushed by politicians and crazed scientists, as they were contained and imprisoned. Experiments were carried out to figure out what ticks them  to be used for selfish purposes. November Calhoun finds himself in the categorized teens with infection-induced powers. While these teens have one quirk to themselves, he has numerous of them which he seems to be discovering when challenges are set up for him. He does his best to not fall into the traps set by these scientists after discovering he can use his quirks to help people and fight crime. And his friends customize him a super-suit with the nametag 'N' to hide his identity. However, the flip-side gets shoved in his face when trained supervillains start attacking him.

In the aftermath of a crushing defeat, King Brothlander harbors a dangerous plan for revenge against the Bauthinians, who were instrumental in his downfall. Little does he know that a pair of Elerian envoys dispatched by King Waigni have uncovered his sinister plot. The envoys reveal King Waigni's proposition to aid King Lauihnio in defending his kingdom from the vengeful Brothlander. However, this assistance comes at a price—an alliance that would bring significant economic benefits to Eleria. Fearing the loss of his kingdom's sovereignty, King Lauihnio vehemently rejects the offer, vowing to protect his realm single-handedly, without relying on neighboring powers. Amidst the growing fear that looms over his kingdom, King Lauihnio makes a surprising decision: he releases his incarcerated uncle, Lord Mordian. Though the sorcerer possesses only a limited repertoire of spells, his legendary skill with a sword earned him the status of a war veteran. This unexpected move raises eyebrows, as Lord Mordian once plotted to usurp the throne during the early years of King Lauihnio's reign. Nevertheless, the uncle pledges his unwavering support to his nephew in these perilous times. As the story unfolds, the novel delves into a captivating tale of double male leads—King Lauihnio and Lord Mordian—both driven by their intertwined pasts and shared quest to ensure the safety of Bauthinia. Will they succeed in their audacious endeavor? The answer awaits within the pages of this gripping narrative.

Betrayed by his half-brother, Zhao Long is killed in the Great Celestial War and his throne is usurped by his immortal enemy, Shen Yorn. After a hundred years, Zhao Long is reborn in the mortal world as Zi Han, an ordinary college student with no memories of his previous life. The orphan Zi Han is ridiculed and humiliated by everyone around him until one fateful night he runs into the notorious Black Dragon gang and discovers his true legacy. After learning about his past, Zi Han sets out on a path of revenge, swearing to crush his enemies and become the wealthiest and most powerful man in the country of Tenzing. His ultimate goal is to ascend to the rank of a Jade Immortal and return to the Celestial Realm to rescue his imprisoned wife and reclaim his throne. "I am the Supreme Dragon who soars above all. Even the heavens shall tremble before my might, and those who betrayed me will pay a thousandfold for their sins!"

"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 ]