A Silent Voice Shouko

"Kneel," Elijah's voice was cold, his eyes burning with fury. "Kneel before the last heir of the Norton family." His enemy’s face turned pale, fear creeping into their eyes. Once a mere orphan, the mighty Dragon Marshal had returned to claim what was stolen and unleash his wrath on those who destroyed his family. ... Elijah Norton, known across Evendore as the feared Dragon Marshal, is a man of power and mystery. Once a child with nothing, he became the youngest and strongest Seven-Star Marshal, commanding armies and shaping destinies. But his heart carries a hidden pain—a thirst for vengeance. Ten years ago, his family was wiped out in a brutal fire, orchestrated by the city’s four most powerful families. Only Elijah survived, saved by a mysterious girl who vanished soon after. Now, he is back in Arthurton, the city that tried to bury his legacy, to find the girl who saved him, and to settle old scores. Sophia Donald, a once-scarred woman who saved a boy from a burning mansion, is now caught in a storm of family betrayal, secrets, and revenge. With her disfigured past behind her, she crosses paths with Elijah, unaware that the man she helped is now the most dangerous force in Evendore. As Elijah uncovers dark plots and hidden enemies, the lines between justice and revenge blur. Can he reclaim the Norton family’s lost heirloom and bring those who wronged him to their knees? Or will his rage consume everything he cares about, including the woman who once saved his life? The path to vengeance is lined with blood, fire, and shadows for the orphaned heir-turned-Dragon Marshal. The battle for Arthurton has just begun.

"Kill them all...Burn it down..." Those are the words I heard echoing in my head ever since the day I woke up in Lorelei. The voice sounds familiar. I've heard it before. But would it be crazy if I said it sounded like me? Would it be crazy...if I said i remembered dying? Utterly rediculous. To repeat the same thing over and over, expecting a different result while changing absolutely nothing. I was the son of a Duke and a commoner in a foreign land. Through pain and suffering, I somehow managed to marry a beautiful Princess of that land. You know...after my father got eaten by a dragon. And after being locked in a dungeon and tortured by her insane sister... But none of that matters now. Because my world lies in ruins. Everyone I've ever known is dead. All except my beloved, who stands to protect me with her shield. But I don't mean to say that things have been destroyed... What I mean, is much simpler. Avernia is gone. Gone forever. Lost to the plague I called 'The Black Ooze'. But I'll avenge it. I'll kill the one responsibke for massacring my family and destroying my world. They'll regret having made an enemy out of me. Because the sword I wield is called Vengeance. The Overseer sword. The Omni-Weapon. No matter the cost...I will have vengeance. I'll kill them all. I'll burn everything down. Author's note: I sincerely hope you enjoy my work, but keep in mind that I am my own editor and I don't see everything. there might still be a few errors. Sorry! This is an original work.

"I regret the day I met you. I regret foolishly giving love a chance for the first time." Emily’s words pierced the air, heavy with regret and heartache. Her voice trembled as she uttered each syllable, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. But Alex stood before her, his own heart aching at the sight of her pain. He longed to comfort her, but the weight of his own decisions held him back. **** Alex was a billionaire and independent man who lived a life of fulfilment but was marred only by the suffocating grip of his parents. Just like a dog on a leach, he always did as they wished, whether he was good with it or not. He despised women and perceived them all as serpents in designer dresses. His parents arranged a marriage devoid of love with him and a fellow billionaire's daughter, Isabella, which he reluctantly agreed to. Since he had no affection for her, they lived in his house like cats and rats, with no intimacy between them. However, meeting Emily challenged his negative view of women and made him want to marry her, as they became drawn to each other like a magnet. He was willing and determined to marry Emily instead of Isabella, especially after she revealed she was carrying his child. Isabella harboured a hidden agenda far more intricate than mere unrequited love. As Alex's heart turned to Emily, she unleashed deadly plots, determined to retain her place in Alex's heart, even if it meant silencing her rival permanently. Will Alex break free from his condescending parents to choose his own future? Can Emily survive Isabella's wrath and plots? Since only a woman would emerge victorious in winning his heart, who would it be and at what cost?

Jamie Aldridge never asked for this. He never asked for the system, for the power, for the missions that drag him deeper into Seattle’s underworld. But when life throws a digital demon into your head, what choice do you have? Play the game or get played. Simple. Except it’s not that simple. Because this game? It’s rigged. And the stakes? Well, they’re higher than Jamie could ever imagine. "Who the hell are you?" Jamie demanded, his voice rough with exhaustion, and his mind a tangled mess of fear and fury. The Broker smiled, a thin, calculated curve of lips that held no warmth. "I'm the man who’s going to change your life, Jamie. Or end it. Depends on how well you play." "Play?" Jamie spat, barely holding back the urge to punch that smug look off his face. "I’m not playing your game. Not anymore." The Broker’s eyes shone with a dark and knowing aura. "Oh, but you are. You just don’t realize it yet." Now Jamie’s on a collision course with forces beyond his control—shadowy figures who pull the strings, secrets buried so deep they might as well be myths, and a system that seems determined to push him to the brink. And just when he thinks he can’t take any more, life throws him another curveball: Emma. His unbearable bully of a wife. Pregnant. Yeah. Ain't gonna end well. In a world where survival is a day-to-day battle and the lines between ally and enemy blur with every step, Jamie has to figure out one thing—how to win when every move feels like a losing one. Because failure? It’s not an option. Not when his life, and the life of his unborn child, hangs in the balance.

"Mr. Verus,” she said, “the surgery has already been paid for.” Cassius blinked, stunned. “What? By who?” Before the nurse could respond, a tall, imposing figure appeared. The man was impeccably dressed, his presence commanding attention. “I paid for it,” the man said, his deep voice resonating in the sterile corridor. Cassius stood, his body tense. “Who are you?” The man smiled faintly, extending a hand. “Augustus Verus,” he said. “Your father.” Shock coursed through Cassius. “My father?” he echoed, incredulous. “That’s impossible.” “It’s the truth,” Augustus said, pulling out a neatly folded envelope. Inside were photographs, documents—proof of their connection. “I’ve been watching from a distance, waiting for the right moment to step in. And now, it’s time.” Cassius stared at the evidence, his emotions a whirlwind of disbelief, anger, and curiosity. “Why now? Why not before?” Augustus met his gaze steadily. “Because you had to face life’s hardships to grow. But now, you’ve earned the right to know the truth—and the power to change your fate.” He handed Cassius a sleek black card. “This is yours. It grants you access to my wealth. Use it wisely.” Cassius hesitated before taking the card, his fingers trembling. The weight of everything that had happened—his humiliation, his sister’s injury, and now this revelation—threatened to overwhelm him. But as he looked at Augustus, determination flickered in his eyes. “I’ll use this,” he said quietly, “to protect Vinna—and to repay everyone who looked down on me.” Augustus nodded, a faint smile on his lips. “Then I trust you won’t disappoint me, son.” Cassius watched as Augustus walked away, leaving him standing in the sterile hallway, a man reborn."