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Ellen·Willmott, The Surtr, the fire giant who destroyed the Norse gods in prophecy, and in reality MC did destroy all enemies who tried to covet his country. Ellen hangs their burning bones on the enemy's landmark building, the Statue of Justice, to warn the entire world not to try to invade the country he guards. After completing the last battle and killing almost all enemy leaders, Ellen took the initiative to leave the frontier. Came to Kester City and enjoyed his love. So Ellen hid his identity and became an ordinary white-collar worker in Kestor City, washing dishes and doing odd jobs after work. Earn money for his wife. But his life collapsed upside down when his wife divorced him. He became CEO and have powers of fire.

​When Worlds Collide, Only the Dead Can Lead. ​Xin was just an ordinary boy until the first apocalypse. When a massive meteor from Earth-6 slammed into his city, it brought more than just fire, it brought a technology so advanced it could rewrite the laws of physics. ​Xin didn't survive the impact. He was thrown down from a collapsing skyscraper, his life ended on the pavement... or so it seemed. Instead of death, the meteor’s core fused with his soul, bringing him back with powers that defy gravity and time. ​Now, Earth-1 is under siege. The Elementals—god-like beings from Earth-6—have arrived to reclaim their lost "World-Changer" tech which was in the meteor and they decided to enslave humanity. Xin stands as the only line of defense. But he faces a soul-crushing choice: ​Does he keep the technology for himself to evolve the human race, or does he surrender it to the invaders to stop the slaughter? The world is burning, and the clock is ticking.

Once the rightful heir to the prosperous Ashford family, he was cast aside, he was betrayed by those who should have stood by him. Stripped of his name, his home, his and his father’s honor, they vanished into the shadows, only to rise again—stronger, colder, and more powerful than anyone could have possibly imagined. Now, Luca Ashford reigns over the vast quarry with absolute authority, a force that none dare challenge. His presence commands fear, his words are law, and his mysterious abilities make disobedience impossible. But beneath the cold, unshaken exterior, a burning fire rages—one fueled by vengeance. His family thought they had erased him. They thought he would fade into obscurity. They were wrong! He has returned. And this time, he will not be denied or cast aside. This time, the empire will either bow to him… or it will burn at his feet! Find out how it all plays out on ‘The EXILED LORD’ written by LADY E.

Betrayed. Poisoned. Forgotten. Kael Aric, once the brilliant crown prince, dies at the hands of those he trusted most. But fate grants him a second chance reborn as the Tyrant’s Heir, with the memories of his past life burning like fire in his veins. This time, there will be no mercy. With a system that allows him to cultivate, level up, and unlock golden finger powers, Kael vows to rise from the ashes. Every scheming courtier, every backstabbing noble, and every traitor who once mocked him will face his revenge. From a weak, overlooked heir to a ruthless warrior prince, he will crush his enemies with cold precision, turning humiliation into face-slapping victories. Yet behind his sharp blade lies a secret: the true enemy is not only within the palace walls, but lurking in the shadows of the empire itself. Will Kael use his rebirth to seize the throne, rewrite destiny, and build a kingdom stronger than ever before? Or will the chains of betrayal tighten once more around his neck?

CURSE OF THE DRAGON FIRE is a dark fantasy romance about Hazel, a poor human girl chosen as a ritual sacrifice to appease the cursed Dragon Realm. When she is brought before Prince Dravon, the dragon heir tasked with burning her alive, an impossible bond ignites between them and he cannot harm her. His failure shatters an ancient tradition and marks them both as traitors. Fleeing into exile, Hazel and Dravon uncover a terrifying truth: Hazel is not fully human. She is a rare hybrid of human, dragon, and witch blood, prophesied to either seal or awaken Vorthar, an imprisoned dragon-god whose power fuels the deadly curse known as the Inferno. As a ruthless priestess and Dravon’s power-hungry brother hunt her, war erupts between realms. When the dragon god is unleashed, Hazel must choose between power and love. By sacrificing her magic to save Dravon and imprison Vorthar forever, she breaks the curse at last. Hazel, once meant to die as tribute, rises as queen beside Dravon ending the sacrifices, uniting two realms, and founding a new era born from forbidden love.

Arrows surrounded the entire palace of the Kingdom of Bahda, fire burning in several places, thousands of bodies lying covered in blood, heads that were separated from the countless body. The Kingdom of Bahda led by King Zakra was successfully controlled by the kingdom of Namla, the head of King Zakra and his family was hung on the walls of the gate was shown to the people who were still alive when they had lost the leader. Screaming the people of the people were welcomed by the laughter of the Royal Namla family, after all the efforts they finally got what they wanted. Bug bug bug. The sound of a kick sounded very loud, a 17 -year -old young man who just opened his eyes pulled the legs of someone who kicked him and made one of the kicking him fall. "How dare you kick the king," Akra said, stood up, his eyes looked at some of the people who were still surrounding him. "See he goes crazy because we kick him," said another teenager. "Ha ha ha." The sound of laughter filled the surrounding Akra.

They called him Pauper Benedetti. The boy with three shirts, the charity case no one believed in. But when Marco returned after five silent years—he didn’t come back poor. He came back as the War God, forged in fire, crowned in blood, and wealthy enough to make billionaires tremble. He walked into Oriana Caruso’s engagement wearing a cheap suit and carrying a velvet ring box. He left with a wife. Just not the one anyone expected. Isabella Caruso—the quiet, unwanted sister—was the only person who dared speak the truth for him. While Oriana laughed, while society mocked him, Isabella stood alone. So Marco knelt before her with a pink-diamond necklace worth more than the entire ballroom. “Marry me,” Marco said, voice steady. “Why me?” Isabella whispered. “Because when the world pointed guns, you were the one who didn’t flinch.” Now Isabella wears the necklace society can’t stop staring at—while Oriana glares with burning regret. Because the War God didn’t just return wealthy. He returned powerful. And he’s not done. Billionaires will kneel. Families will fall. The world will learn exactly who Marco Benedetti is.

The sun turned black, and Jace Turner’s world crumbled. A burning rune seared into his chest, marking him as the Guardian of the Fifth Realm. Visions of a burning castle and a shadowed king torment him, while a voice warns of a choice he must make, one that could either save or destroy everything. As the threat grows closer, Jace must race against time to uncover his true power, before the shadows swallow him whole.

For years, Mikael Winston let the world believe he was nothing. He played the fool so his family would have one less person to fight over the inheritance. He buried his name, his pride, and everything he was capable of becoming just to keep the peace. Then, when fire tore through a burning building, he risked his life to save a woman— and paid for it with his face. The woman he saved married him anyway. At least, that was what he believed. One week was all it took for her to reveal the truth. She had gotten what she wanted: a fifty-million-dollar contract signed by his hands, her fortune secured, and no intention of staying married to the scarred man she'd once pretended to love. There had never been a real marriage. No vows that counted. No future together. Just humiliation. And somehow, through a cruel twist of fate, Mikael was legally bound to another woman instead—a young maid with nothing but a scholarship, a kind heart, and nowhere else to go. Like him, she had been discarded by the people who were supposed to value her. They laughed at them both. They should have been more careful about who they were laughing at. Because Mikael Winston was never the useless man they thought he was. The heir they buried had finally come home. He built Vivienne's fortune with his own two hands. Now, he'll tear it down the same way. Piece by piece. Deal by deal. Until her empire is nothing but ruins—and the only name anyone remembers is Mikael Winston.

In the cutthroat crucible of the city’s elite, Warren Buffet, a working-class man, was crushed under the weight of betrayal. Fired from his job, penniless, and struggling to provide for his wife and two kids, he returned home one fateful day to a soul-shattering sight: the city’s youngest billionaire defiling his matrimonial bed with his wife. The gut-punch didn’t end there. His wife, dripping with contempt, revealed the twins he’d raised for eight years weren’t even his. She sneered, calling him a deadweight, a failure who could never match her lavish desires. Divorced and discarded, she spat venomous truths that left Warren broken, his world in ashes. Not only that, Out of vexation he had used his belt on the youngest billionaire when he caught them so he had him set up and sent to prison... Not just any prison. Blackthorn! A hell on earth! The billionaires hands extended beyond the impenetrable prison to make life a living hell for him. But the city underestimated him. Fueled by rage and a burning need for retribution, Warren stumbles upon a mysterious ring—a dark artifact that anoints its bearer as the unchallenged king of the underworld. Imbued with unparalleled martial prowess and ancient medicinal knowledge, the ring awakens a new Warren, one forged in fire and vengeance. Every step he takes unravels treacherous alliances, crushes moral dilemmas, and obliterates those who dared to scorn him. Warren Buffet isn’t just rising—he’s rewriting the rules of power, and no one will ever call him deadweight again.