Tragedy

After enduring three years of marriage to an unfaithful wife, Ethan Sinclair's world shatters when he catches his wife, Maya Reynolds, in a compromising position with his boss, Tony West, a shareholder at Uber Organization. The betrayal leads to a tumultuous confrontation where Maya requests a divorce, setting the stage for a night of unexpected discoveries. In a twist of fate, Ethan learns that he is the heir to an ancestral legacy. As the divorce is finalized, Maya, consumed by regret, returns seeking forgiveness and a second chance, pleading, "I was wrong. Can you please take me back?" However, Ethan, haunted by betrayal, delivers a resolute response: "It's too late."

Imagine this, a young teenage boy returns home to find his family dead corpse, he later discovered that they were murdered by demons. . . . . “ no, my family, my loved ones ”. Leaving only his sister who is now a demon, but still keeps her humanity. Now Hope become a demon hunter to kill the demon that murdered his family. . . . . . Few years later he faces off with the demon king, will he kill him or carry up his genes. Stay tune to Hope's adventure.

“You don't deserve this throne. Your birth was nothing more than a mistake by my late husband, so don't think any more of yourself. But if you still want to be King, then go into the territories and kingdoms outside Griffindale and build your army of followers and allies from scratch. Whenever you feel like you have amassed a huge following enough to seize the throne away from me, then you can come back to fight for it. But from now on, you are on exile.” “The throne belongs to me, Stepmother. Nevertheless, I will do as you ask. But rest assured, for what you've done, I will return—not just for my throne, but also for your head.” “While the Queen fumed with rage in her private chamber, Cyrus emerged from her quarters wearing a satisfied grin, knowing his destiny was now set in stone. He would one day become king, no matter what.” -------- This is my first novel on the platform, so my pacing and world-building aren't the best, but it gets better with time. The story is set in a medieval world, somewhere in an alternate version of ancient Europe. At first the tone focuses more on war and basic politics, but as the story progresses, there will be more magic/fantasy elements added - like dragons, witches and fables. If you enjoy the work, please consider supporting it in any way you can. Any means of support goes a long way for me and is duly appreciated. Have Fun!!!

Death, as the guide of all the souls leaving the physical world, takes the form of a human to speak with them. He has been wandering for a very long time that he, himself, doesn't know about his own existence. Ferrying billions of souls of humankind to the other side has been his job in a forever state that he can't escape. He considers himself a mere bystander, a storyteller—seeing histories unfold before his eyes, witnessing eras and wars end, watching humankind thriving. Endowed with a power of bringing deaths to humans upon touching them, he constantly seeks the feeling of physical human touch. Not until he meets Fivrelle, an immortal lady who desires death. The world is continuously evolving and growing. But to what extent? No matter what the world has become, Death will always be there, waiting.

Hans Ronald is the only son of Mr Ronald, the multi trillionaire, who's the richest man in the city. Hans is known by everyone to be the pampered and beloved heir of the Ronalds family and he's always been protected all his life. He's good looking, smart and every girls' dream guy. One day, his parents are taken down by men in black, leaving Hans with trillions of dollars, but since his parents' protection are gone, he's vulnerable and weak…he realizes that someone is after him, certainly the same person that killed his parents. He stumbles upon immeasurable power when he finds a secret book and unlocks a system, he swears to get revenge on the enemy, but what if the enemy is someone he loves?.

The monochromatic colors of this world that I'm trapped with. The longing in my heart that wants to achieve a boundless color of life that fills someone with happiness. To the voice that whispers to me in the very corner of my room. Divulge with secrets that I don't know. Giving me joy from this sadness alone. The steps it gave beyond worlds. To embrace a new world of longing dream. To find something beyond happiness.  To achieve all this happiness. "I'll repress the old me and reach a new world filled with the smile I longed for."

Seth Rivera was no more than a useless live-in son in-law in the eyes of his wife and her family. He married into the Patterson family without a dime and was despised by the entire family. But one night after feeling like he was at his lowest, he finds out an information that drastically changes his life and now his wife's family are left pleading for his forgiveness.

Man, always lives in wrong ways and sins. No one in the world lives because he is perfect, or because he is sinless. Everything that moves on the earth has him at his fault. Sometimes, you are not aware, that you have committed a sin that you must pay for in the world of the abyss. The sound of death’s music is one of the reasons why my work increases. The word karma is attached to my name. I am the maker of karma. It's up to the person, whether they learn their lesson or they repeat their mistakes. It is up to them to decide, what path they will choose, whether to go to heaven or to be one of my disciples.

When he returned from the pits of prison, everyone who had a hand in his downfall shall bite their fingers in regret. No matter what. No matter who. The syndicate, the rich son of a bitch who made these all happen, and the woman who was supposed to be his love forever. They shall all face the wrath of his revenge. When Hermes Henshaw returned from prison, the only woman he loved had left him for the greatest enemy he had in the world. And with her had gone the last remaining part of his former self. Now he must take vengeance on all those who took everything away from him. One by one, bits by bits, he should rip them apart until nothing is left of them. But when he discovers a secret about himself, would he succumb to the fact that in the end, he might just become the very monsters he sacrificed everything to defeat.

"Who am I?" Waking up in an unfamiliar room with no past memories, an unfamiliar man greets him, claiming to be his new guardian, Ifeus Lero, who then tells him... "Your name is...Topaz Oriole." A world of Magic and Monsters, where those who wield Magic are known as Mages. Every Mage, without exception, falls under one of eleven Classes, each with their own unique forms of Magic; Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Light, Dark, Space, Physical, Support, Tamer and Sneak. As for Topaz, his amnesia isn't his only concern. His Class isn't one of the eleven established Classes, something that's completely unheard of. The Wrath Class, a mysterious Class absent in the history books. Advised to keep his abilities hidden for the time being, Topaz avoids using his Magic in front of others. However, Ifeus's secrecy soon becomes a growing point of frustration for Topaz...it's clear that Ifeus knows about his past, but refuses to tell him anything about it, along with hiding the real reason why it's imperative for Topaz to keep his Class hidden. Even as Topaz settles into his life post-amnesia, forming friendships, rivalries and romance, the dark shadow cast by the mysteries of his forgotten past continue to haunt him. With flashes of fragmented memories, and some common sense, Topaz comes to the conclusion that, whatever he went through pre-amnesia, was likely far from pleasant. And unfortunately for him, the dark, broken past he has no memory of isn't the only issue to contend with. An organization bent on world domination makes its presence known, and operating in the shadows, is a dangerous cult determined to resurrect a powerful, malicious entity who nearly destroyed the world centuries ago and was sealed away. And at the center of it all...is the Fractured Mage, Topaz Oriole.