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“Just because I’m poor, the feelings we’ve built for three years will end just like that!?” Charlie lowered his head. He clenched his fists tightly. So much so, the nails on his fingertips dug into his flesh. “Everyone, today you can look down on me. Just wait and see, I will definitely make you all regret by my success!” Charlie said with eyes that continued to blaze. **** Because of Charlie’s poor life, he was insulted and humiliated by everyone, including Amara, his high school sweetheart, who abandoned him for a wealthy man. Amara’s true nature left Charlie feeling desperate. However, out of the blue, he uncovered a family secret that changed everything. It turned out that Charlie was actually from a wealthy family, something he had never known. His long-lost grandfather, who had built an empire, left him a portion of his fortune. As if that weren’t enough, Charlie was also appointed as a director in one of the family’s companies, despite still being still a student! With newfound wealth and a prestigious position, Charlie was determined to show everyone who had ever underestimated him would kneel before him and beg for mercy. It was time to turn the tables and prove that he was more than just his humble beginnings.

Title: Silent Havoc Synopsis: Silas was just a quiet, often-overlooked student—bullied, misunderstood, and burdened by a strained relationship with his bitter grandmother. But everything changed after a mysterious fall that should’ve ended his life. He came back different—stronger, colder, with no need for the glasses he once relied on. And now, something dark stirs inside him. Rumors spread that his survival was the work of a witch—his own grandmother. But the truth runs deeper. A secret experiment. A voice in his head. A lab with answers. And people willing to kill to hide them. As Silas begins to uncover the reality of what was done to him, he finds himself walking a fragile line between becoming a hero or a monster. Even those around him—like Zulie, the only one who seems to care—begin to sense he’s no longer the same. When the lab comes for him, targeting his home and after they killed his grandmother, Silas finally snaps. Now he’s out for answers, but also on the run—from those who created him and from the fear of who he’s becoming. Because the real question isn’t just what he is now… It’s whether he can still be human. But Silas is no longer just a victim—he’s something new. Something uncontrollable. With fear spreading and time running out, the question remains: is this the dawn of evolution… or the beginning of havoc?

"I am pregnant. And you are going to take responsibility for the child,” Lombard’s girlfriend said—the problem was, the child wasn’t his. At twenty-eight, Lombard August has everything—wealth, power, influence. But for two years, he buried it all. Why? Because for once in his life, he wanted something real. A family. A future. Then he met her. A woman with terrifyingly real supernatural powers… and morals strong enough to make him believe she could be the perfect mother to his children. So he stepped down. Stayed quiet. Endured disrespect. Let her powerful family look down on him— All to prove he was worthy of her. They made one mistake. They thought he was ordinary. They thought he was beneath them. They have never been more wrong. Now, the woman he sacrificed everything for is carrying another man’s child… and expects him to raise it under the will of a “Holy One.” Her family agrees. To them, Lombard is just a convenient choice. A man they can assign a life to. What they don’t know… Is that the version of Lombard they’ve been seeing— Was never real. And the man he truly is? Is not someone you control. It’s someone who takes control. Now, with divine power, ruthless elites, and betrayal closing in, Lombard has only one choice: Return to the man they should have feared. The Saintess chose the wrong man to mess with. And soon… even the heavens will regret it.

“You don't deserve this throne. Your birth was nothing more than a mistake by my late husband, so don't think any more of yourself. But if you still want to be King, then go into the territories and kingdoms outside Griffindale and build your army of followers and allies from scratch. Whenever you feel like you have amassed a huge following enough to seize the throne away from me, then you can come back to fight for it. But from now on, you are on exile.” “The throne belongs to me, Stepmother. Nevertheless, I will do as you ask. But rest assured, for what you've done, I will return—not just for my throne, but also for your head.” “While the Queen fumed with rage in her private chamber, Cyrus emerged from her quarters wearing a satisfied grin, knowing his destiny was now set in stone. He would one day become king, no matter what.” -------- This is my first novel on the platform, so my pacing and world-building aren't the best, but it gets better with time. The story is set in a medieval world, somewhere in an alternate version of ancient Europe. At first the tone focuses more on war and basic politics, but as the story progresses, there will be more magic/fantasy elements added - like dragons, witches and fables. If you enjoy the work, please consider supporting it in any way you can. Any means of support goes a long way for me and is duly appreciated. Have Fun!!!

Kael died once. That should’ve been the end of his story. Instead, the universe spat him back into a body far too young, armed with a power too gentle for a world too cruel — healing. Now reincarnated in a realm of blood, sigils, and fucked-up prophecy, Kael is tethered to a system that refuses to let him die quietly. With every wound he mends, every soul he saves, something in the world grows obsessed with him — and it doesn't know how to love gently. This isn’t a tale of a soft-hearted healer. This is war in reverse. --- Synopsis Kael was a broken mercenary, trained to end lives cleanly and silently. When a mission went sideways, his death was supposed to be a mercy. But instead of peace, he wakes up eight years old in a world where magic is real, monsters are philosophical, and the System — an AI-like force of impossible will — has made him its chosen Healer. But healing in this world isn’t passive. To mend flesh, he must feel the pain. To revive the dead, he must stare into death. And to survive, he must master the language of combat through restoration. Thrown into an orphanage that smells like trauma and burnt bread, surrounded by allies with secrets and enemies with smiles, Kael starts building power the only way the System allows — by saving people who are definitely not worth saving. Along the way, Kael must contend with psychic cultists, violent guild politics, experimental arcane theory, and the uncomfortable truth that whatever rules this universe? It fucking loves him. Maybe too much.

They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade — my own sword, stolen during the battle — still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then...

I died and reincarnated into the world of a webcomic I once read. At first, my life was perfect. I was born into a wealthy family, knew the future, and possessed a mysterious ability that allowed me to collect the luck of everyone around me. Good luck. Bad luck. I could store it, use it, and even change my fate. Then everything changed. A mysterious cube fell from the sky and stole my ability. In exchange, it gave me something even stranger. A System. But unlike ordinary systems, mine never stays the same. Whenever my luck reaches a certain limit, the system evolves into a completely different one. If I accumulate enough good luck, I receive absurdly overpowered systems capable of making me rich, powerful, or untouchable. But if bad luck wins... The next system becomes a nightmare. One that gives impossible missions, cruel punishments, and turns my life upside down. Unfortunately, that's not my biggest problem. As mysterious anomalies begin appearing around the world, a secret organization known as ARC is created to investigate them. And somehow... They've mistaken me for one. Now, according to ARC's classified records, I am no longer Leo. I am Anomaly-0004. The fourth anomaly discovered by humanity. Secretly monitored by a global organization, hunted by dangerous anomalies, surrounded by troublesome girls, and trapped in a never-ending cycle of changing systems... I just wanted a peaceful life. Too bad the world has other plans.

"Maybe you should go earn some real money, Eddie. After all, that's how the world operates.” Eddie stared at Eunice, his face a mix of pain and betrayal. "You’ve betrayed me, Eunice. All for what? For someone with more money?" His voice wavered. "I thought you had changed.” "You're right, maybe it only happens in books and movies, but believe me, my success will outshine any grass-to-grace tale ever written or depicted on screen.” Eddie, a hardworking orphan at Aveston University, is used to being overlooked and mocked, especially by his girlfriend Eunice’s best friend, Tasha. Despite his struggles, Eddie gives everything for Eunice, only to discover she’s cheating on him with Nathan, a wealthy and influential student. After a confrontation turns into a fight, Eddie is wrongfully arrested, his pleas ignored due to Nathan’s powerful father. But fate takes a turn when Eddie is saved by Damien Aviatux, the richest man in Aveston, who reveals himself as Eddie's long-lost father. Inheriting Damien’s immense fortune, Eddie’s world changes overnight. Armed with wealth and power, Eddie sets out to take revenge on Nathan and his father, who once served his family. As Eddie rises to the top, he navigates betrayal, tragedy, and love, ultimately finding happiness with who loved him for who he is, not his money. “From San Roman, down to his son. They will go on their knees!”

“Aria, don't make me lose it. I’m talking about Ethan. Our three-year-old son who is living abroad.” Max reminded her. “Umm…Max, I get that your pocket is empty, but does your brain have to be empty, too? I mean, how could you believe in the existence of a child you’ve never seen? Like how?” Aria asked, seemingly stunned by Max’s dumbness. Max, still not able to comprehend the situation, asked, “So, are you saying our son is not abroad?” “Dumbass, she’s saying there is no son! There have never been! Gosh, how are you so slow?” Ava wondered, shaking her head in disbelief. ***** For three years, Maximilian Stratford, the CEO of PetroVista, a trillion dollar oil and gas group of companies, hid his identity to win a challenge against his grandpa's. For three years, he lived with his in-law, enduring insults and humiliation. For three years, he loved blindly believing in the existence of a son that doesn't exist. For three years, he worked hard to provide for the child, doing menial jobs he had no idea existed until now. Now he knows everything and is ready for revenge against his wife and her family …but they was a reason his grandpa gave him such a challenge, which he failed to realize in those years. What is the reason? Will he ever be able to find out and properly get his revenge?

Being the Angel of death requires a lot of responsibility from Azrael. He was loved by his father but hated by his brother Black. Azrael did his job diligently until a faithful day when the forbidden happened. ︎︎︎︎ "Father, why did call for me?" "You dared to go against me and saved a child you never should have saved, Azrael. I trusted you and gave you my glory. How dare you disobey me?!" Azrael fell to his knees and begged his father. "I never meant to go against you, father. I just couldn't bear to take the child's soul away." "That child should never have been born, it will bring doom to the world. You have just saved the doom of the mortals and immortals! How will you pay for this you've brought upon us!" "I'm so sorry father, I will receive my punishment without complain. "In that case, You, Azreal are hereby sentenced to the wilderness of nothingness until my anger is appeased!" Azrael received his punishment for saving who he shouldn't have. He did what he shouldn't do as the angel of death. He interfered with the lives of mortals. But what he didn't know was the fact that there is a force behind why he did what he did. That force will destroy the whole world and the only person who can fight against it, is none other than Azrael (The Angel of death).