Attraction Hétérosexuelle

Due to his crippled magicule vein, the defected body of Allastor Frauzz needed to consume more magicules compared to the normal rankers. Because of this disability, he also performs almost three times the usual training of a typical ranker. Having said that, despite his fatigue from the intense training, he didn't expect that his progress to level up would remain slow. He had already made up his mind that night. He would just accept that he wasn't meant to be one of those rankers sitting on top of the food chain. he was not hoping to travel all the continents in Illunor anymore. However, on the same night when he wasn't home, an unknown notorious criminal murders his family. His dream to become strong has been crushed because of his defected body, and now, his family has been taken away from him. On how many tiers can his bad luck reach? His heart has been shattered and turned into ice-cold that night. Finally snapping from the nightmare, he is now walking for merciless revenge. ---- Black Sword and Fragments[Vol. 1: Unforeseen Conspiracy] Book cover--Illustrated by: MarxMade

Osric Thorne was the discarded heir of the Thorne shipping empire, a man who thought he had everything until his wife, Elowen Vane, and his best friend, Cuthbert, threw him off the Gilded Sovereign in the middle of a Category 5 storm. With his feet chained to an anchor and the scent of Elowen's expensive perfume lingering in the salt air, Osric was meant to be a forgotten feast for the scavengers of the abyss. Instead, his family’s "worthless" heirloom—the Abyssal Pearl—reacts to his dying rage. Fusing with his heart, the pearl awakens the [Leviathan Evolution System]. In the crushing, lightless depths of the Atlantic, Osric doesn't drown...he adapts. By consuming the apex predators of the sea, he gains their power: the obsidian armor of the great white, the bio-electric discharge of the deep-sea eel, and the terrifying sonar of the prehistoric leviathan. Now, a monster is rising from the depths. Osric Thorne isn't coming back just to reclaim his company; he’s coming back to dismantle the Vane legacy piece by piece and turn the surface world into his personal hunting ground. He was once a man of the boardrooms, but he has returned as the Warden-King of the Abyss. The elites of Oakhaven are about to learn a bitter truth: the ocean doesn't forgive, and neither does Osric Thorne.

He was trained to kill, but now he’s got to protect the one person who could bring him down. Damien Cross is a former black-ops operative who has lived in the shadows ever since a mission went horribly wrong. He’s haunted by betrayal and loss, and now he works as a private security specialist. He is quiet, precise, and a bit cold. When billionaire Adrian Vale approaches him with a discreet job to protect a civilian woman named Sophia Reed, Damien doesn’t ask questions. That’s just not his style. But Sophia isn’t your average target. She’s the key to Eclipse, a rogue AI surveillance program that’s buried deep in Vale Industries… and someone powerful wants her dead. Now, with assassins on his tail, betrayed by his team, and cut off from every ally he ever had, Damien has to do something he’s trained to avoid: trust someone. With Sophia’s life and the truth hanging in the balance, Damien is plunged into a brutal fight against hidden enemies and the very system he once worked for. Every move he makes brings him closer to danger. And this time, failure isn’t just about losing his life. It’s about being silenced. Forever.

Marcus stands outside Luminaire, an upscale restaurant he can't afford, holding a bouquet of discount flowers. Inside, his girlfriend of three years, Vanessa Chen, sits across from Derek Hastings, the same trust-fund brat who made Marcus's high school years hell. Derek's family owns Hastings Luxury Automotives, a multi-billion dollar empire. Vanessa doesn't even have the decency to look guilty. She hands Marcus back the promise ring he bought with two months' salary and says coldly: "I need someone with ambition, Marcus. Not someone who's going to be broke forever." Derek smirks, dropping his platinum card on the table. "No hard feelings, delivery boy. Some men are just born winners." Humiliated, Marcus walks twelve miles home in the rain because he can't afford the bus. He collapses on his mattress in their cramped apartment—his mother Diane wheezing in the next room from untreated asthma, his father Raymond still out working his third shift, and his 16-year-old sister Zoe studying by flashlight because the electricity's been cut again. That night, half-delirious with fever and rage, Marcus whispers: "I'd give anything to change this." [SYSTEM INITIALIZED] [LIMITLESS REBATE PROTOCOL ACTIVATED.]

In Sanctum, luck isn't random; it’s engineered. The elite pay for probability enhancers, while the poor rot in the "Zero District," slaves to statistical irrelevance. Joseph Vance is a "Null." A data-analyst who crunches numbers for the underworld but refuses to gamble. He believes in cold, hard math, not the rigged games of the House. But when his sister, Elara, is seized by the "Debt Collectors" for "organ collateral" on their father's unpaid loans, Joseph is forced into the glitzy, neon-soaked arenas he despises. Out of options, he challenges a Sector Boss to a game of high-stakes probability. He loses. Badly. Beaten and thrown into the city's disposal chutes, Joseph lands in a graveyard of discarded tech. Broken and dying, his blood mixes with a prototype military chip rumored to be a myth: The Chaos Engine. [System Booting... Neural Interface Linked.] [Protocol: Entropy Exchange Active.] Joseph doesn’t get magic. He gets a processor capable of hacking the probability of the physical world—but the fuel source is his own biological decay. He can force a lock to open, a bullet to miss, or a card to turn, but every manipulation accelerates his cellular aging. To save his sister, Joseph must bankrupt the House. But in a game where he trades his youth for luck, the question isn’t if he’ll win—it’s if he’ll die of old age before he can cash out.

Jack thought hitting rock bottom was the worst thing that could happen—until he struck gold. Fired. Betrayed. Humiliated. Jack’s life collapses in a single day. The love of his life laughs behind his back, his friend at the office stabs him in his back, his aunts finally show their true colors after his dad died, and the world seems determined to spit on his face. Then, while drowning his sorrows in a dingy bar, a wrinkled lottery ticket in his jacket pocket turns out to be worth $2 million dollars. Overnight, Jack goes from a broken man to the most eligible bachelor in the city. He lives the life of a king. However, wealth does strange things to a wounded heart. Now, he isn’t chasing Samantha’s love or his wicked, greedy, purse-loving aunts. He’s inviting them to witness what they gave up. With each dollar spent, each luxury acquired, Jack isn’t trying to move on—he’s trying to rewrite history. But money can't heal betrayal. It only puts a spotlight on it. And Jack’s not sure whether he won the lottery… or if the lottery just unlocked a part of him best left buried.

No one knew how or why it happened, heck it would be weird if they knew. After all, what sane explanation could be given for how the Earth was suddenly enveloped by fog? That wasn't the strangest part though as out of the fog, unspeakable entities emerged to spread death and destruction. It didn't take long for civilization to fall as the death count entered into the billions. Mankind faced extinction at the hands of the Fog and the creatures within. During this period, a group of crazed scientists aided by the world governments, came together to erect a 300-floor edifice simply known as Haven in a bid to protect what was left of humanity. That was several years ago so I wouldn't know how they managed such a feat but because of their efforts, the last bastion of mankind was able to escape the horrors of the Fog. Within the Tower, A select few were unwilling to give up on the outside world and continued to fight against the Fog in a bid to reclaim our home. Some might call it a hopeless struggle, after all, Mankind's claim over the outside world is all but finished but I beg to differ! Earth is our home and no matter what, I will reclaim what was lost. This was a fight dad started and it is one I intend to finish, no matter the cost. My name is Jeremy Walker and this is the tale of our descent into madness...

They took everything from him—his family, his love, his name. Two years ago, Charlie Grant was the goldenboy of the Grant family—the perfect son, heir to his father’s billion-dollar empire, and everyone respected him. That ended the day his father brought home his new wife and her children. From that moment, Charlie and his mother were pushed aside, treated like dirt in their own home. Stripped of his inheritance, betrayed by his girlfriend, and humiliated before the entire school, Charlie’s world collapsed. The final blow came when his mother—the only person who truly loved him—died after being denied treatment at a hospital owned by his father’s business partners. All because he couldn’t afford a deposit. But fate wasn’t done with him. In the depths of despair, Charlie remembered a note his mother left behind. A phone number. When he dialed it, three Rolls-Royces arrived at his campus gate within the hour. Each worth twenty million dollars. Each bearing the crest of a dynasty he never knew he belonged to—the Maxwells. That night, Charlie learned the truth. His mother had never been an ordinary woman. She was the rightful heir to a multi-trillion-dollar empire. And now, that empire was his. He wasn’t the miserable Charlie Grant anymore. He was the Incredible Charlie Maxwell. The boy they mocked was now the man they feared. His car collection alone could buy the entire Grant family a hundred times over. His new fortune dwarfed everything they ever dreamed of. But Charlie doesn’t want their envy. He wants justice. He wants them to kneel. And when he walks back into their world, dressed in a $25 million suit and driving a car worth more than their mansion, one thing is certain— The Grants will wish they never crossed him.

Quinn never believed in happy endings… and life kept proving him right. Then one night, a delivery scooter ended his miserable streak. This is where he finally rests, right? But death wasn’t the end—because now Quinn has a system. But he wasn’t granted the best kind that makes you rich or ridiculously strong. Nope. This one runs on suffering. Pain, humiliation, and endless setbacks are now officially his “level-up materials.” Thrown into a cultivation world as nothing more than a low-tier servant, with no power, no status, and no future, Quinn is forced to face a reality where every bit of pain, humiliation, and hardship is the only way forward. In short: life sucks, death sucks… and cultivation sucks even more.

The Apocalypse is upon us and a group are trying to survive in Yorkshire England in a brutal new world. One man likes his simple single life but circumstances have made him rethink that life. Sid was born and bred in this town and so help him he will die here. No zombies are going to chase him away and if that means a shorter life than he could have then so be it. His old friends and family are dead as far as he knows so the only thing for it is to make new ones whenever possible. That's harder said than done when most of the population wants to kill you and that doesn't exclude the animals. Maybe he will find a way to survive and help the population recover? Maybe he won't?