Third-Person POV

Charlotte White was stolen from her family at the age of five. Everyone thought she had already died and her family decided to move on. Fourteen years later, it is discovered that Charlotte is still alive. Her family brings her back into their lives and tries to rebuild their family again. But a lot of things have already changed in the years that passed. But aside from Charlotte's real identity as a noble lady, she is also keeping another secret. She has an identity as a knight who protects their kingdom in secret. This secret is established for five years now and Charlotte is not planning to reveal it anytime soon. A noble lady in the morning and a secret knight at midnight. Can Charlotte keep this secret until the very end? Or will someone discovers her identity?

In the land where the sky runs wild and the wind speaks in blood, one man will rise from the ashes of betrayal to forge a new world from chaos. Born of the Dortracy, the horse tribes feared by all Karan Dor’rak was destined to be a chieftain. But treachery cut his hair, shattered his honor, and sold him into chains. Now he rides again—not as a man, but as a storm.
With the fierce warrior-priestess Sira Vayenna at his side, and a captive princess from the civilized world Lyra of Velannis—bound to his fate, Karan must unite the broken tribes, reclaim his name, and conquer the kingdoms that once scorned him. But to wear the Crown of the Horse Lords, he must first survive the blood oath, the gods’ judgment, and the battlefield of the heart.

Kael died once. That should’ve been the end of his story. Instead, the universe spat him back into a body far too young, armed with a power too gentle for a world too cruel — healing. Now reincarnated in a realm of blood, sigils, and fucked-up prophecy, Kael is tethered to a system that refuses to let him die quietly. With every wound he mends, every soul he saves, something in the world grows obsessed with him — and it doesn't know how to love gently. This isn’t a tale of a soft-hearted healer. This is war in reverse. --- Synopsis Kael was a broken mercenary, trained to end lives cleanly and silently. When a mission went sideways, his death was supposed to be a mercy. But instead of peace, he wakes up eight years old in a world where magic is real, monsters are philosophical, and the System — an AI-like force of impossible will — has made him its chosen Healer. But healing in this world isn’t passive. To mend flesh, he must feel the pain. To revive the dead, he must stare into death. And to survive, he must master the language of combat through restoration. Thrown into an orphanage that smells like trauma and burnt bread, surrounded by allies with secrets and enemies with smiles, Kael starts building power the only way the System allows — by saving people who are definitely not worth saving. Along the way, Kael must contend with psychic cultists, violent guild politics, experimental arcane theory, and the uncomfortable truth that whatever rules this universe? It fucking loves him. Maybe too much.

Three years ago, a once-mighty warlord married the heiress of a powerful family to honor his late grandfather’s will. What was meant to be a shield of protection soon turned into a personal hell. Weakened and stripped of his former glory, he became the target of scorn and cruelty from his wife’s family. When betrayal struck from those closest to her, tearing apart everything she had built, walking away seemed like the only option. But her husband refused to give up—on their marriage, on her, or on himself. With the brilliant mind and tactical genius that once made him a legend, he vowed to take back everything that had been stolen. Amid family intrigue, hidden conspiracies, and enemies lurking in the shadows, they uncover a truth: true strength isn’t found in the body, but in an unyielding heart. And as betrayal pulls them closer, could the love they’ve long ignored finally take root?

Rapheal lost everything. His identity, title and status when the real heir return and he is proven to be a fake. Switched during birth. Yet the Devereux family refused to let him go. They forcefully married him to his fake younger sister to retrieve his inheritance. Humiliating him at all turn. His face was ruined during a company riot when someone poured acid on him and the family's tax evasion was pinned on him. Raphael was sent to prison where he died. He wakes up two years before with a system that helps him secretly build wealth, while he hid his true capabilities. Then a old man appears with a gold credit card claiming to be his real family.

When a rare eclipse darkens the sky, it triggers a horrific mutation that turns the terminally ill into feral, intelligent predators. As civilization falls overnight, Asher Hale loses his parents and becomes one of the hunted. On the run, he forms an uneasy alliance with three survivors Serena, Kane, and Elara. Together, they navigate a world where the transformed evolve rapidly, hunting in coordinated packs and learning with every kill. But everything changes when Asher is bitten by a Stage 2 predator… and doesn’t turn. Instead, he becomes something new, stronger, faster, with a scent that draws predators to him. When Kane discovers Asher’s blood can cure early infections, Asher becomes the most wanted person alive. Now hunted by monsters, soldiers, and terrified settlements, Asher and his allies journey toward the rumored Eclipse Division Base for answers. There they uncover the truth: the eclipse wasn’t natural, and the evolved alphas have plans for Asher’s hybrid form. In the final battle for humanity’s survival, Asher must choose between the human he was… and the monster he’s becoming.

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.

On his triumphant return to Kingstonian with the aim to marry his girlfriend; Jennifer Anderson,reward his good friend;Megan and carry out revenge on those involved in hurting his family Eight years ago. Antonio Nelson was met with the shock of his life as he witnessed his girlfriend maltreating his grandmother to clean the compound of their family house which she has claimed in her name and renovated to a pub. His sister was also being trained as a stripper and will begin work that very day. To make it worse, Jennifer feels no remorse because she has the backing of her new Rich boyfriend Richard Johnson, together they threaten to wreak havoc. Antonio who has just returned as the most wealthy and feared General, conquering the eastern province, swings to action to get his sister; Kate away from danger and also Megan who had been helping out even in his absence. He acknowledges the bond with Megan and promises to be by her side. With Antonio's influence, Megan quickly rises in fame and social status, creating enemies along the line. But Antonio focuses on the three entities that collaborated to destroy his family. The SYLVESTERS, the KNIGHTS and GORDON the loan shark will pay dearly for their crime. Dealing with them severely while hiding his newfound identity as the greatest general to ever exist.

"A mutt like you really thought he could marry into our family?" Isabelle Carter sneered, tossing a box at Karvel Cross’s feet. His old belongings spilled out—along with the engagement ring he had spent months preparing for Mariya. Laughter rippled through the room. "Pick it up, stray," Vincent Langford mocked, swirling his whiskey. "That’s all you’ll ever be. A discarded pet hoping for scraps." "Congratulations, Mariya," he said, voice eerily calm. "I hope your new fiancé doesn’t end up treating you the way you’re treating me.” But the humiliation wasn’t over. Her mother called him a mutt, Vincent Langford, a smug rival, mocked his existence, and soon, Karvel became nothing more than a joke among the elite. A discarded man with no value. What they didn’t know? The stray they cast aside… was a trillionaire heir. Karvel Cross is no longer the broken man they once laughed at. With secrets deeper than the ocean and a past that refuses to stay buried, he’s about to show them all—Mariya, Vincent, and the entire world—that the man they underestimated is the one they should have feared all along. "Dear ex, I don't need you anymore."

The God known as "Corvash the Godslayer" has lain waste to nearly all of the Hundred gods of the Fourth Dimension. Now that Shayla has reached maturity, Corvash has set his sights on destroying her peaceful world of Aeryllia. Corvash is a savage god, and even went so far as conscripting Athena from the old gods of the Third Dimension for her brilliance in war tactics. However, a few years in the Fourth Dimension has been thousands of years in the Third Dimension. The old gods of the Third Dimension are dead. Of all of the mortals in the Third Dimension, Shayla believes Sean MacLean may be the mortal vessel of the savage god of war once known as Ares. No matter what, she knows that he's special, and his otherwise boring retirement is about to get...interesting... I own the copyright to this cover including all parts and layers.