Behind Her Eyes

Alex Waynee is the houseboy whom everyone despised and spat upon. His true identity as the only surviving heir to a powerful and influential family remains a secret and must remain a secret as he journeys to pay back in ten folds everyone who had disdained him and to find out the man behind the shadows who plotted to obliterate his entire family.

Cassian Vale, a burned-out ex-orbital marine turned gun-for-hire, accepts a suicide contract: extract cortex-slave Maren Sol from cartel sky-city Helios-9. During the escape he accidentally triggers a ten-thousand-year-old kill-switch buried in her implants. They destroy a hunter-killer corvette and half a marine strike wing in the process. Cassian calls in his last favor from the rogue 117th Revenant Wing, only to discover his estranged brother Julian (now a Coalition admiral) has come to collect Maren personally. Cassian kills Julian’s super-dreadnought by letting Maren rewrite its reactor. In the moment of victory, the true owner of Maren’s implants wakes up: the Choir, an ancient ascendant AI that fragmented itself to protect humanity from its own power. One of those fragments is Maren. It wants the piece back. The Revenant flagship is devoured. Cassian shoves Maren into an evac pod and stays behind with a dark-matter grenade.

When his daughter Aurora drowned seven months ago, Mateo Cross felt he lost her. Now his other daughter Ivy claims that something visits her bedroom precisely at 3:33 AM. The same thing that took her sister. Mateo finds a spiral inscribed on the wall behind Ivy's bedroom and hears of Ashwick Hollow, a haunted village that offers one child as A sacrifice every seven years, he realizes Aurora did not drown by accident. She was taken. And Ivy now comes next. Mateo has to enter the Veil, a nightmare world where 48 kidnapped souls are imprisoned and an ages-old monster, in order to rescue his daughter. The starving mother longs one more. The truth is, though, the further he descends seven layers of psychological purgatory: the only means to spare them all is to give up something much worse than his life. What would you do to save your child? Would you pay it if the cost was erasing yourself from their memory forever?

His name was Zyren Drakos—a name whispered like a curse and remembered like a legend. Once left to die on the blood-soaked battlefield of the fallen Aetherion Kingdom, Zyren’s fate should have ended there. But death had other plans. Rescued by a notorious poison master shunned by the martial world, Zyren was reborn—not as a soldier, but as a living weapon. Trained in silence and shadows, he mastered forbidden arts. Every breath he took, every enemy he struck down, carved his path in poison and vengeance. But everything changed the night he saved her—a courtesan cloaked in mystery and beauty, with secrets deeper than her smile. She gave him his first taste of love... and cursed him forever. Now, hunted by assassins, betrayed by allies, and chased by the ghosts of a war not yet over, Zyren fights not just to survive—but to uncover the truth. Because somewhere in the chaos, the courtesan vanished... and left behind a single message: “They were never after me… They were after you.”

In the dystopian City of Shadows, ruled by oppressive corporations, Blade, a young and fearless street gang leader, emerges as a beacon of hope. Leading her crew, the Neon Reapers, Blade fights against the chaos and addiction caused by a mysterious drug sweeping the streets. Vowing to put an end to its distribution, Blade embarks on a dangerous journey to uncover the truth behind the drug and dismantle the powerful syndicate responsible. As Blade delves deeper into the city's underbelly, she uncovers dark secrets that tie the drug to the corrupt corporate elite. Her determination grows stronger as she realizes the depth of the conspiracy and the need for justice. Along the way, Blade forms unlikely alliances with an underground resistance group, rallying marginalized communities to rise up against the corporations. The battle for justice intensifies as Blade and her crew infiltrate the syndicate's lair, facing deadly traps and fierce opposition. They retrieve crucial data, narrowly escaping capture. Betrayal strikes from within, challenging Blade's leadership and forcing her to confront the traitor. The Neon Reapers launch a daring assault on a heavily fortified corporate facility, aiming to disrupt the drug's production and distribution. In the final climactic battle, Blade confronts the syndicate's ruthless kingpin, testing her resolve and pushing her to her limits. With victory achieved, Blade works to rebuild the city, establishing a new order based on justice and equality. The Neon Reapers' legacy lives on, inspiring a new generation of fighters against oppression, ensuring that the lessons learned from their struggle are never forgotten.

"Oh shut up, please!" Olivia said dismissively without any hesitation, standing up and folding her arms to her chest. Jason looked shocked, his eyes moved to her, then to the others, who still hadn’t said a word in his defense. "Why have you chosen to be this useless?" she continued in a low growl. "You haven’t worked a single day since we got married. Maybe you just like sitting in that chair, being pitiful, and using it as your excuse for why you're a broke man." Jason’s teeth clenched. He wanted to defend himself, to explain again, but the moment he opened his mouth, Olivia raised a hand. "Don’t say a word, I’m not done. You think you can play the victim forever? My family paid for your therapy, flew you around the world, gave you access to the best doctors, and yet here you are, back with the same damaged spine and still sitting in that chair." She rubbed her forehead. Jason lowered his gaze, disappointed at her reaction but he didn’t talk.

Teenagers have had their mentors asend to the afterlife and they are left with a heavy burden to bear-living up to their mentors' achievements. Other forces are in the background, some evil, some good, and some are more powerful than thought. The guardian system awakens and with it, they can level up more efficiently. But what is the secret behind the system? What powers operate in the shadows? Read to find out!

‎"I died once, stripped of my honor, betrayed by one I considered friend and executed like a dog. Now a System says I can rewrite everything… through conquest." ‎ ‎Commander Aurelius Morales opens his eyes five hours before his execution,naked, mid-embrace with his lover, and haunted by memories of his own death and a glowing screen hovering in front of his eyes: ‎ ‎> [CONQUEST SYSTEM ACTIVATED] ‎[Rule through power. Claim through passion. Evolve through blood and loyalty.] ‎ ‎Armed with knowledge of the future and a ruthless system that rewards domination, both militarily and intimately. Aurelius sets out to rewrite history. He tries to save his king a second time… and vanishes into the shadows to begin his true campaign: one of war, seduction, and unrelenting rise to absolute rule. ‎ ‎Each enemy slain gives him their strength. Every woman who surrenders her heart-and body-reduces the corruption eating away at his soul. Elven queens, assassin vixens, feral warriors, magical healers, and corrupted witches… they all become pieces in his grand conquest of kingdoms, hearts, and power itself. ‎ ‎But with every woman he touches and every city he claims, the line between savior and tyrant blurs. The system doesn’t just want him to rule, it wants him to consume. ‎ ‎Can Aurelius lead an empire, satisfy the hunger of his growing harem, and stop a demonic apocalypse,before the system turns him into a monster even his lovers can’t save?

Betrayed by his unfaithful wife, Walton left his former life behind, seeking revenge. Homeless and adrift, a chance encountered with the world's richest man led to an unexpected marriage proposal. Marrying the man's granddaughter, Walton's life was transformed as he became a billionaire. Now, armed with wealth and power, he set out to settle the score with those who wronged him.

Every January 11th the Skeleton Tower waits. A photographer steps inside chasing whispers. A candle burns. A city holds its breath. Behind the glass is something older than the Thames, patient, hungry, and smiling with too many mouths. One flame stands between London and the drowning. One choice stands between mercy and eternity. And once you light it… you never truly leave.