Black Among Us

"From powerless dropout to god-slayer—power demands sacrifice." Kael Thorne has spent his life as nothing in a world where magic is everything. Expelled from Argentum Academy, mocked by those born with power, invisible in a society that measures worth by magical ability alone. When his estranged grandmother dies, she leaves him a tarnished locket, he remembers her wearing obsessively, whispering to it like a confidante or a curse. Everything changes the night Kael opens the Locket. The locket grants him the impossible, the power to devour others' magical abilities and make them his own. For the first time, Kael tastes what he's been denied. But every theft leaves a trail, every stolen power whispers in his mind, and black veins crawl across his skin like corruption taking root. As the Mage Council hunts him and his victims demand vengeance, Kael uncovers a horrifying truth: his grandmother was the legendary Phantom Thief who massacred seventeen mages decades ago. The locket imprisons an ancient entity called the Devourer—and Kael was born powerless because it drained his magic in the womb, making him the perfect vessel. The entity is waking, fed by every ability Kael steals. He faces an impossible choice: destroy himself to stop it, or embrace what he's becoming. Kael chooses power. He absorbs the Devourer completely, transforming into something beyond human—a dark god who hunts the magical elite and reshapes the world in his image. The Council's gods had their reign. Now Kael will devour them all. In a world built on stolen power, he'll take everything.

Phoenix Arizona 2 years ago, Maks made a terrible mistake by trusting an "inner voice" who was actually Pandora, the mother of monsters. He unleashed monsters into the world until a war between the awakeners and the monsters started. Pandora wanted a world where the monsters could be included. But she realised that it was never meant to be. Maks with the help of his friends and allies. Banished the monsters back to the null void and peace was restored. ...But not entirely... Maks sat back brushing his black cat's ears. He was finished with college at 23 and he wanted to go to med school. In a funny turn of events, his bully's father would be funding his med school journey. He wanted to do things for himself and that didn't end well. That wasn't to say that he wasn't going to try. "Maks, to the kitchen." His stepmother Doreen Fletcher-Anderson said. She had come into her life when he was 8. She had trouble conceiving for 3 years before she had his half sister Jessica. He was so conflicted and it took him over a decade to come to love her but he couldn't blame his half sister. He took care of her even though he thought she was a burden. He went to the kitchen and his stepmom gave him a tray of sandwiches. "You haven't been eating, you've lost weight." "I lost the football tryouts, of course I'm trying to lose weight." Doreen turned to him and smiled.

They burned my mother's name into the dirt and sold my sister to silence. Ten years ago I was a boy who could not stop them. Tonight I walk back into Ironport as a stranger, and nobody in this city knows that the empire whispered about in war rooms and black markets across three continents answers to me. I came back for two things. My sister, locked behind a fence and told for six years that she is broken. And the truth about the night my mother died, a truth this city buried so deep it forgot to check whether her son would ever come digging. They think the past is buried. They are about to learn that I dug it up, and I brought fire. But some of the people I trust most are not who I think they are, and the closer I get to the truth, the more I realize the enemy I came home to destroy might already be sitting at my own table, wearing a familiar face. Every step forward costs me someone I love, and every answer I find only opens a door onto a darker one. And somewhere in the middle of a war I never meant to survive with my heart intact, a woman on the wrong side of this fight is starting to make me forget why I came back cold. I built ten years of armor around myself for exactly this city. I never planned on anyone finding a way through it. They think I am a stranger. They are about to learn I am the storm they built with their own hands, and this time, I am not leaving until every debt is paid in full.

Osama Hiro Khan is the main protagonist of Bimeathest, who rebelled against heaven's will to thwart the evil creator God plan, after finding out the truth that there were other aeons far superior to their maker who cloaked the universe in darkness by disguising it with false light. What was thought good was eventually evil, that humanity had long forgotten who they were as they render their powers to the one whom they worship. Bimeathest is based on a biblical story that gives the full details of how the fallen angels, accursed ones and demons spent their days on earth. Demons still roam free today as do the angels who are assigned to assist the humans in overcoming the evil plot of the demons. Bimeathest is also based on past, present and future events. It's a guide and a complete realistic story of the bible that is been translated to give us an insight on how the world works. The translation of Bimeathest simply reveals itself as to what is known as "I AM THE BEAST". This novel relates to the physical world itself and what is to come at the end time. Fully translated to better prepare humanity for the second coming, for Armageddon awaits once more which will decide the fate of all life and creation that ever existed and still is. The information given in Bimeathest is a resourceful means to help better humanity as well as to prepare for what is known as the end of the world. For details given are broken down for a better understanding, and hidden messages, encrypted text or decrypted text has been deciphered. Bimeathest at its best enlightens you to another level of great knowledge and empowerment.

Her mother covered her mouth as tears filled her eyes. “This… this cannot be real,” she said. “The specialists told us your nerves were permanently damaged.” Her father approached more slowly, his expression controlled. He looked at Sonia’s legs carefully, then at the crowd gathering around us. “This is unexpected,” he said thoughtfully. “Very unexpected. How did this happen?” Sonia looked slightly overwhelmed by the attention. “I… I don’t know,” she admitted honestly. “I woke up this morning and I could feel my legs again. I stood up, and they supported me.” Gasps erupted around us. “A miracle…” “Did the family secretly hire someone?” I stood beside her the entire time. Yet it was as if I did not exist. Conversations flowed around me, not to me. I was present, but irrelevant. “What a shame,” someone whispered nearby. “Now that she can walk again, she is still tied to that useless man.” “She deserves better than him.” “When she was crippled, he was suitable. Now? Not anymore.” I smiled faintly to myself. When she could not walk, they pitied her and mocked her marriage. Now that she could stand again, they were already calculating her value. Sonia heard the whispers too. I saw her shoulders stiffen slightly, though she tried to maintain her composure.

Since Kyle wanted more information, he was curious as to why Jareth was changing the subject.Consequently, you implied that I can and will use magic.How can you be sure?” "It comes with your title and is in your blood.Despite the fact that it has been suppressed for such a lengthy period of time, it is still present.It is one of the reasons why you must immediately begin training.It will help when you guarantee who you genuinely are.Those who don't know who they are don't like magic. "You talk about it as if it were alive." “It is.Magic is alive and well.Although we can learn to work with it, we will never truly have control over it.We can believe that it is within us and allowed it to direct us.At some point, you will have to say who you really are, and when you do, I imagine you will be a powerful magician. To this, Kyle had no idea what to say.Kyle discovered that he longed for what he had left behind because everything was so strange and new.He thought of many things that would be comforting as they rode on.He envisioned being before the warm fire in Danin and Jane's home.He found that he wanted warm bread and butter that was just made in Jane's kitchen.He recalled Katniss's supple hand and how it felt in his.When she gave him a kiss, he remembered how supple her lips were on his cheek.He nodded off for a split second, felt his eyes close, and almost fell off his horse, he caught himself.

Adrian Lancaster's wrath unleashed when his sister was delivered up for auction. The bad men didn't know he was the War God. He ensured he left no man standing, and he will find Natasha Christian-Grey and put an end to the entire catastrophe. Ten years ago, Adrian made a promise at his mother's grave: become strong enough to protect his little sister from the powerful family that murdered their mother. He kept that promise — rising from nothing to become the legendary King of the North, the commander who united seven territories and ended a decade-long war. But on the day of his greatest victory, a desperate phone call shattered everything. "They found us, Adrian... It's too late..." His sister had been dragged to an underground auction — stripped, caged, and sold to the highest bidder like property. All orchestrated by Natasha Christian-Grey, the woman whose affair with his father had destroyed their family. They made a fatal mistake. They didn't know who he really was. Now Adrian has returned to Greenville with his elite forces, and he's tearing through the city like a hurricane. The corrupt businessmen who bought his sister. The arrogant martial arts masters who thought themselves invincible. The soldiers who betrayed their oaths. The entire Rodrigez family who dared to torture his aunt. One by one, they fall before the War God's fury.

In the fourth year of the apocalypse, humanity was on the brink of extinction. I did not perish under natural disasters or fall victims to zombies, but tragically met my end at the hands of betrayal and greed from my companions. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself five years past! In that year, apocalypse had yet to arrive, and my loved ones and friends who had truly cared for me were still alive, untouched by various reasons and my indiscriminate kindness… I am determined to correct the mistakes of my previous life in this new one. There’s still time to change everything! Reborn like a phoenix, I swear that, in this life, I will rather be a leader than a follower. I will do everything in my power to ensure that I and those I care about live well. Those plutocrats who squeezed the last drop of blood from us, those corrupt leaders who treated the lives of ordinary people as worthless, those complex and greedy groups, those awakened individuals who activated their talents but remained timid and cowardly, pushing ordinary people and responsible awakeners as scapegoat—This time, I’m coming for you. I swear, I will make you crawl at my feet! In this ruined world, I will rebuild the human habitat and restore an era of peace and prosperity! I will be the creator of this new world! I will be the king of the new era! I will be the new Legend!

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).

Ace thought he could fuck his ex and walk away clean. One night in that cheap motel with Lena was supposed to be just a mistake. One raw, desperate fuck where she rode him like she owned his soul, her scorching velvet pussy gripping him so tight he forgot his own name. But the hickeys on his neck the next morning set everything on fire. Clara saw them. Clara lost her shit. And suddenly their “open” marriage looked like the hypocritical joke it had always been. Now Lena won’t let go. She’s not the girl he left behind anymore. She’s Nova now — colder, meaner, and ten times more dangerous. Packages start showing up at his door: her soaked panties that still smell like her cum, a single black rose, and then the steel cock cage. Cold. Unforgiving. Clicking shut around his throbbing dick while she watches with that satisfied little smile. Every time Ace tells himself it’s over, his cock betrays him. Every time he tries to be the good husband, he ends up back between her legs, leaking and desperate, hating how fucking perfect it feels to be used by her again. Clara is lying. His job is slipping. And Nova is tightening the leash. He knows he should stop. He knows this is going to destroy him. But the truth is worse: he doesn’t want to. Some exes don’t just come back. They lock you up and make you beg for more.