Amor Dói

Everyone assumed that I, Arrison Leon, came from a poor background and was attempting to go up the social scale by associating with influential and wealthy people. They had no idea that I was the true Heir of a Prestigious Family!

"I, Alastair of the Elderien's Keep, renounce you, Jaghryx as my Dragon. I break our connection, I break all that binds us together and I renounce my status as Dragonlord." *** Forced to renounce his dragon in an attempt to correct a fatal mistake, Alastair finds himself in a world of grief and chaos. But when he meets a child with a destiny far greater than his, he is forced to tear down the walls he had built to separate him from the world around. Will he succeed in bringing her to the light, becoming the salvation the world might just need against a great evil, or will she fall to the darkness, becoming the very thing that destroys the world itself? Stay and find out!

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.

For five years, architect Ethan Cole designed the buildings that made his wife a billionaire. When she divorces him and burns his late father's unfinished masterpiece: a revolutionary design. Ethan walks away with nothing. Until a rival dynasty heiress recognizes his "signature" in his ex-wife's award-winning tower. Now, as structural flaws in his ex's empire begin to surface, Ethan must decide: save the buildings that bear her name, or let her legacy crumble, literally.

There are parallel worlds existing? With different timelines? With different fates? And there are seven? Well, If there will be seven me, I pray nothing but for them to be happy. But if I am to meet them? That wil be a different story. That will be, chaotically happy!

They mocked me, turned me into a clown show, and my one true love betrayed me. All because I was poor and a nobody. Now, I have a Wealth Generation System. They will all regret it!

My name is Carl. I used to be a secret agent of the FOX. Five years ago, I and my best friend Rex successfully carried out a mission to stop a group of invisible terrorists who wanted to destroy our nation. We succeeded in liberating the nation from the shackles of the terrorists. But I never knew it would cause a total turn around in my life. We thought it had ended but the battle only started. The same night we were supposed to celebrate our victory, my only child and my wife were murdered. Rex and his family were also attacked. I was shot thrice and left to die but Sheila saved me from dying and gave me a new life.

In an urban city with dark pasts, on the night of a full lunar moon, a pregnant maid returning from work was raped to death by three drunk men. Her death was enough to nudge them to their senses... They buried her. A day after the corpse had tasted moistures and gloom, a snake crawled its way into the shabbily covered pit. And seven minutes later, out of the pit crawled out a pumpkin eating cute baby; A dark spirit of the past that haunted the land many centuries ago had found an excuse to be reborn; The body of an unborn child... the cuter, the bloodier, it'd thought!

He scrubbed their floors. They stepped on his name. But Redington’s blood hides a secret they’d kill to bury. In a mansion ruled by cruelty, Redington is the silent housekeeper, beaten, mocked, and forgotten. All except by one: the kind youngest son who sees something no one else does. Across the city, a dying billionaire searches for the son stolen from him decades ago. When Redington’s past begins to unravel, so does the world around him. The truth is louder than silence. And the throne the elites would kill for? It might just belong to the man they tried to erase.

🏆 ["Golden Medal" in Harem Category of "Meganovel Annual Writing Contest 2022"] 🏆 Damien was a loser, dejected, hated, spat on, ridiculed and slammed. But his story took a new turn when the jet supposed to take the nine amazing ladies to a VVIP location, was hit. Unlocking a powerful survival system. They crashed on a uninhibited island... What will happen when a loser turn into the host of a powerful system? When the life of these nine beauties who'd once trampled upon his ego depend on him?? Discord: https://discord.gg/6BkaddZD Book 2: Crashlanded; Pleasing the Nether Mistress