Behind Her Eyes

Behind the Cover of the Book, There's A Story. Behind the Death, There's Reason. Behind Reasons, There's a Suspect. Behind Suspects, There's A Questions. Behind such Questions, there's An Answers Behind Answers there's always a Rancor, Is it possible for impossible to be possible? There are things that can happen. But there are things that are impossible to happen. Sometimes we need to go deeper outside the reality. Everything has changed since Trinity came to that school. It's getting mysteriously creepy when she met the mysterious guy. Then a secret that will make her life in Danger and what she was destined for.

Life became a contest of predator and prey when I, Ella Quinn opened my eyes inside of the survival novel I bought for research purposes. The place was rather dreadful to visualize with my own eyes. Ogres, monsters and creatures, huge as a bear I had to survive through all these. But in order to escape from here I needed help from the characters of the novel. My journey began with finding them out one by one. However something didn't sit right about that peculiar world until all of us discovered the hidden truth behind our surroundings.

Who is Malik Hampton, the man behind the broom? To the world, he’s a ghost. A street cleaner with calloused hands and eyes that never linger too long. To the Roy dynasty; a family dripping in old money and new scandals he’s a punchline: the “lazy” husband Sarah Roy dragged into their gilded cage. A man unworthy of her status. A burden she’s grown tired of carrying. But when shadows move, Malik moves faster. Secretly, he’s a decorated soldier erased from records. A phantom in war, a trillionaire in peace. He traded battlefields and billions for a broom, silently protecting the very people who sneer at his name. No one knows his true identity, not even the woman who once vowed to love him. Not until it’s too late. Not until they’ve already lost him. Who was he, really? That’s the question echoing in Sarah’s mind and others….. Long after he’s gone.

She remembers him in whispers. He remembers her in silence. And the past remembers them both in blood. In a world where memories slip between lifetimes and the dead never truly rest, detective Yu Bin finds herself haunted by dreams that feel like someone else's pain—and yet far too familiar. Her nights are filled with fragments: fire, betrayal, a blade she once held, and a voice she can’t forget whispering, “I’m sorry.” When a chilling case involving two murdered children resurfaces buried wounds, Yu Bin is forced to confront not only the mystery behind the crime, but also the echo of something far older—a life lost, a love burned, and a betrayal that fractured more than just her heart. Beside her stands Xian Chen, a man who says little, but whose eyes hold centuries of guilt. Their bond is magnetic, volatile, and laced with questions neither dares to answer. Who killed her parents and master in that other life? Why does pain return when the truth stays buried? As the threads of their reincarnated fates unravel, so too do the lies that once rewrote destiny. Because love never forgets. And revenge never sleeps. And sometimes, the only way to heal—is to remember what broke you.

Among them a boy with sharp eyes and untamed hair, no older than sixteen. Lin Dong. Whispers rise around him. “The failure of the Lin family…” “His father lost everything to Lin Langtian.” But Lin Dong says nothing. His jaw tightens, his fists curl. “I’ll make them remember my name.” The gong strikes. The test begins. One by one, disciples unleash their Yuan Power, glowing faintly with light. When Lin Dong steps forward silence. He places his palm on the stone pillar. Nothing. No glow. No tremor. Just cold stone. Laughter ripples through the crowd. Lin Langtian, his older cousin, smirks from afar already a martial prodigy, already chosen by the clan elders. But Lin Dong’s eyes don’t lower. There’s something burning behind them something feral. That night, he runs into the mountains, fists bleeding, shouting into the dark. “If the heavens won’t give me power, I’ll take it myself!” Lightning flashes and the earth trembles. From beneath the ancient roots, a strange stone talisman rises glowing with ancient runes. The air hums, trees bow, and the mountain itself seems to breathe. Lin Dong stares at it, breathless. The talisman pulses once… twice… then melts into his palm. His eyes widen his veins blaze with golden light. And somewhere, deep within the realm of spirits… something wakes up. “Finally… someone worthy.”

Rafael De Carlies was merely an ordinary soldier in the eyes of the Hurbret family, someone considered lowly and powerless. No one knew that behind his simple appearance, he was the heir to royal blood and a legendary sword master, possessing dark magical powers capable of subduing the demonic creatures that threatened the kingdom's borders. To fulfill his mentor’s last request, Rafael married Annette Hurbret—a woman who never truly loved him. For three years, Rafael secretly protected the Hurbret family from danger and built their wealth, hoping that one day he could have the family he dreamed of. However, his happiness was shattered when he discovered Annete’s betrayal with a marquess. Annette and her family scorn Rafael as a parasite and mercilessly divorce him. But they were unaware of one thing—the power that Rafael had restrained all this time to protect them. Now, hatred and darkness were Rafael’s loyal companions. As the magical protection he had provided disappeared, demonic creatures returned to destroy the Hurbret family, and Rafael vowed to repay all the betrayals they had inflicted.

Six months ago, Elias Vance woke up in a hospital with no memory, no name, and no past. The only thing he had was a ring on his finger, and a wife who looked at him like a stranger. To the Shaw family, he’s a burden. A penniless, amnesiac son-in-law forced into marriage to save their crumbling reputation. He runs errands, sleeps in the servant’s quarters, and endures their scorn with quiet obedience. But behind Elias’s confused eyes lies something dangerous. A man the world once feared. However, fate brings certain things to light and he realizes who he actually is. Now, the “useless son-in-law” is done pretending. The empire that betrayed him will tremble. The woman who pitied him will see the man he really is. And the world will remember the name Elias Vance.

“You went to prison for me, Marcus... and I still chose him. What does that make you now?” “A God,” he replied, eyes glowing with divine fury. “One you’ll live to regret betraying.” After three years in a prison he could have shattered with a single thought, Marcus Kane—known once in legend as the God of War—returns to a broken world. His family, ruined. His mother, blind. His honor, mocked by the woman he sacrificed everything for. But behind his calm eyes now burns celestial fire. While mortals whisper rumors of his past, Marcus walks among them with godlike power cloaked in human skin. When thugs threaten his mother, they kneel. When doctors fail, he heals with ancient arts. When traitors laugh at his downfall—he answers with divine retribution. “You dare call me a beggar?” “You’re lucky I don’t call down heaven itself.” From luxury mansions to blood-soaked banquets, Marcus reclaims his destiny. As he crosses paths with powerful CEOs, martial masters, and an infuriatingly stubborn heiress named Valentina Romano, one thing becomes clear— They mocked the man. They will worship the god.

Once, Fredricks Mayford was a boy who watched his family die. Now he’s a man the city whispers about in fear. After years in the shadows, he returns to Valemont City, no longer a victim, but a storm in human form. The men who destroyed his life have built empires on his family’s blood, and they still think he’s the same frightened child who vanished years ago. They’re wrong. Fredricks has learned the rules of power, and how to break them. Behind his calm eyes lies a mind sharper than any blade. As he infiltrates their world of wealth, crime, and corruption, he’ll pit his enemies against each other, turn allies into weapons, and bring the city to its knees. But vengeance has a price, and the ghosts of the past don’t stay silent forever.

Mark Sanders worked his fingers to the bone as a freelance construction project manager. Every day felt like an uphill battle as he tried to grow his business while dealing with the cold stares and cutting remarks from Richard, his wealthy father-in-law. Initially, Lisa stood by Mark, believing in his dreams. However, as their unpaid bills mounted and their bank account shrank, she began to distance herself from him. Richard never hid his disgust, always making Mark feel like dirt beneath his polished shoes. The dragon tattoo on Mark's shoulder—a reminder of his carefree college days—became his only link to a time when hope burned bright in his chest. Mark's life fell apart when Lisa walked out. Her goodbye came with a shocking revelation that she and her father had been plotting against him for months. She falsely accused him of gambling away their savings and mishandling their money. Within days, police showed up at his door. The charges? He never committed. Richard's connections twisted the justice system like clay in his hands. Mark sat helpless as a sham trial tore his reputation to shreds. From his seat in the courtroom, he watched Lisa hiding behind her father, her eyes never meeting his as the judge sentenced him to prison.