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Ten years ago, Damian Voss — heir to one of the country’s most powerful families — was falsely accused of fraud, exiled, and declared dead after a mysterious “accident.” Now reborn as Damian Cross, a ruthless self-made CEO, he returns under a new identity to destroy the corrupt elite who betrayed him — starting with the people he once called family. But the past doesn’t stay buried. As Damian digs into the truth behind his downfall, he uncovers a tangled web of murder, secrets, and betrayal. He must face enemies in disguise, a mysterious woman tied to his past, and a secret organization with roots deeper than blood.

Jace Parker was a live-in son-in-law whom everyone despised. A pauper who dared to love a millionaire’s daughter. For years, he endured the Whitman family’s cruelty, his wife Stella’s icy disdain, and even the betrayal of his best friend, Ethan who had not only slept with stella, but fathered two children Jace believed were his own. Then, the truth shattered his world and he was reunited with his biological family thereby reclaiming his rightful duties as the secret heir to the Parkinson’s Group, a empire dwarfing the Withman’s wealth. Now, with his identity hidden and vengeance burning in his veins, Jace vows to make them all kneel…especially Stella, who had laughed as he signed the divorce papers. His only crime was falling helplessly in love with an heiress. And hers? Underestimating him.

When celebrated investigative journalist Ethan Carter checks into the eerie and isolated Blackwood Grand Hotel, he expects a quiet retreat—but fate has other plans. One stormy night, a bloodcurdling gunshot rings out from the infamous Room 306, and wealthy businessman Victor Langley is found dead in what appears to be a suicide. But Ethan’s instincts tell him something is wrong. The crime scene doesn’t add up—there’s no gunpowder residue, no exit wound, and the weapon rests in the wrong hand. As he digs deeper, Ethan uncovers a web of lies hidden within the hotel’s shadowy halls, where every guest has a secret and the past refuses to stay buried. The deeper he goes, the more dangerous the truth becomes—and someone is watching his every move. With the help of a reluctant housekeeper and a curious bellhop, Ethan races to piece together the puzzle before the killer strikes again. As the tension builds, the Blackwood Grand transforms from a lavish hideaway into a claustrophobic trap, and Room 306 becomes the centre of a chilling conspiracy.

Nelson Bush is a literary icon handsome, charming, and the award-winning author of America’s most chilling thrillers. Fans adore his twisted plots. Critics call him a genius. But behind closed doors, Nelson is living a far darker story than any he's ever written. By night, he becomes the monster from the pages of his latest novel a sadistic killer who targets newlyweds on their wedding night. The victims? His ex-lovers and their unsuspecting spouses. The murders? Gruesome, ritualistic, and always accompanied by a single, taunting clue a sliver of evidence left behind like a signature, daring the world to unmask him. Nobody suspects the perfect husband. Especially not his loyal wife, who has a secret of her own she’s willing to take the fall for every murder he commits. Together, they play a deadly game of deception. But as Nelson’s hunger grows and his kills become bolder, the web of lies begins to unravel. Now, a relentless detective is closing in. The lines between fiction and reality blur. And Nelson must decide: will he remain the puppet master of his perfect crime or become the tragic ending of his own story? One mistake could expose him. One loose thread could hang them both. And the next chapter might be his last.

Asher Booker is that poor orphan with a not so smart brother. His wife's family deserted her because she married him. But he still had his fragile heart broken by his wife and was betrayed by his best friend. Everything came with consequences and lessons. No one would have thought so but he became the heir of an empire he knew nothing about but at a condition. No matter what, he's determined to repay what they did to him and make them go down on their knees.

"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.

For four years, Pervis Howard was the perfect victim. A human blood bank for his wife's "best friend's brother." A walking ATM for Anna's designer lifestyle. A doormat who apologized for breathing too loudly. When Anna needed Noah's monthly transfusion, Pervis rolled up his sleeve. When Noah needed a place to "recover," Pervis gave up his bed. When Anna wanted to humiliate him in public, Pervis smiled and took it. But every dog has its day. After catching his wife in bed with her precious Noah, after being locked in a basement like an animal, after watching his dying grandmother thrown into the street—Pervis Howard died. In his place rose something far more dangerous: the lost heir to the Coleman octomillionaire empire. Three adopted sisters spent fifteen years searching for him. Three brilliant women raised with one mission: find the Coleman family's missing son. When Aria finally tracked down the broken man in that hospital bed, she didn't just save his life—she awakened a sleeping giant. Now the blood bank has become a war chest worth $800 million. Now the doormat commands armies of lawyers, doctors, and enforcers. Now the pathetic husband owns the very hospital where his wife plays Florence Nightingale. Now three lethal sisters stand ready to help him burn down everyone who ever wronged him. Anna wanted a divorce? She'll get papers served by federal agents. Noah needed medical care? He'll get it—on the battlefield as a combat medic. They wanted Pervis gone? They should have killed him when they had the chance. Because when an octomillionaire god of war decides to collect his debts—with three vengeful sisters at his side—bankruptcy is just the beginning.