Black Beauty

When lightning strikes Yuan Fen, he gets intelligence that he didn't expect. He then finds himself in a world full of magic and epic battles. But his journey and experience have only just started. During the fight between the good Elven race and the bad demon, Yuan Fen saw how strong and skilled both sides were. Because of their magic and mystery, he gets caught up in a plot that is much bigger and more dangerous than he thought. Lucky for him, he is an Elven disciple with a very interesting background, and he is also in the middle of a dangerous and tense battle. They have to find out about old secrets and deal with the evil threats that are looming over the Silver Continent. As they try to figure out the Sword Intent, a power that can make people immortal, they have to face danger and find truths that have been kept secret for hundreds of years. They know that the fate of the Silver Continent and all people depends on them more than anything else. The book has exciting and vivid adventures, magical elements, and interesting secrets. Get ready to join a fascinating world where fate and bravery are closely linked. Your attention will be drawn deeper into Yuan Fen's exciting story with each new chapter. Will they protect the Silver Continent from the bad guys who are out there? In a fantasy book full of mystery, intrigue, and surprising beauty, you can follow their trip.

"Step away. She's mine." Eric’s voice was calm but firm, his smirk barely concealed. The man in front of him scoffed. "And what about her?" He pointed at another woman. Eric chuckled, unfazed. "Also mine." The man’s face twisted in disbelief. "And… her too?" Eric nodded casually. "What can I say? A king doesn’t turn away his queens." Frustrated, the other man threw his hands in the air. "How many women do you even need?!" Eric grinned, tilting his head slightly. "As long as beauty exists, they will always belong to me." --- Life had always been cruel. Fired from his job over a ridiculous reason. Dumped by his girlfriend for being broke. Just when he thought things couldn’t get worse, a drunk driver sent him flying. Most would call it the end. For Eric Carter, it was just the beginning. [Ding! Activation requirements met. System initializing…] [Welcome to the Royal Harem System—Dedicated to building the greatest harem in history.] A slow, confident smirk stretched across Eric’s lips as he cracked his knuckles. "From today onward, I, Eric Carter, will be the undisputed Harem King." He straightened his posture, radiating newfound confidence. "Excuse me, miss. You're breathtaking. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

They dragged his dying mother out of her hospital bed like she was garbage. Joshua Hart had endured three years of humiliation as the powerless live-in son-in-law of the wealthy Cavesh family. He swallowed every insult. Every sneer. Every reminder that he was “nothing.” All for one reason—his mother’s life depended on their money. Then, on the day she needed emergency surgery, they cut him off. “Admit your mistake. Apologize,” his wife said coldly. “Maybe then I’ll consider helping.” At the hospital, nurses laughed in his face. “Swipe your card, beggar.” “You can’t even afford oxygen in here.” They called security. They called him worthless. They didn’t know that twenty minutes earlier, a forgotten investment had turned him into the majority shareholder of Galaxy Tech. They didn’t know his account now held billions. They didn’t know the “pathetic son-in-law” had just wired one hundred million dollars to the very hospital trying to throw his mother into the street. When the director whispered, “Joshua Hart… the transfer came from you?” He simply picked up his black card and looked at them one by one. “You were right about one thing,” he said calmly. “I won’t beg.” Now the people who mocked him will learn a brutal truth: Never humiliate a man who has nothing left to lose—especially when he becomes everything.

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...

Dave Vogel was the perfect portrait of a loser. Born poor, orphaned at a young age, his body was weak, and his face was plain. His life was filled with bullying. No matter where he went, there was always someone ready to kick him down. No one cared about him, let alone a woman who loved him. Dave was just worthless societal trash. However, fate had other plans. Dave's helpless body was found by an old hermit who lived deep in the forest. This hermit sensed an extraordinary potential within Dave who, somehow, was capable of receiving special power. Through a mysterious process, the hermit transferred his power to Dave. A transformation occurred. Dave's thin and weak body became strong and perfect. Confused and seeking answers about his new identity, Dave decided to return to the only place he had ever called home: the orphanage where he grew up. There, he discovered a shocking truth. It turned out he wasn't alone in the world. Dave had seven older sisters. However, the happiness of finding his family didn't last long. Dave soon learned that his seven sisters were in great danger. A mysterious and ruthless organization called the Black Crow Group held a grudge against their family and was determined to destroy the lives of Dave's seven sisters one by one. They were old enemies who had now returned to terrorize them.

Aric Blackthorn is cursed by a power that loves him too fiercely, a psychic leviathan with no respect for boundaries—a Devil’s Fruit that warps flesh, mind, and fate. When House Blackthorn is torn apart by ancient betrayals, Aric must master psychic warfare and arcane combat to survive. But the power inside him hungers, and if he gives too much, it might devour everything he holds dear. Devil’s Fruit: I Couldn’t Evolve is a brutal, sensorial journey into love turned monstrous, where sarcasm scythes through blood‑dark magic and each spell is a promise of beauty and violence. Aric Blackthorn awakens in the ruined halls of his ancestral keep, the psychic presence of his Devil’s Fruit thrumming in his mind—a beast that speaks in riddles and carves runic fractures through reality. Determined to reclaim his legacy, he forges uneasy alliances: Seris the shadowsmith, Vira the mercurial envoy, and Kael the steadfast guard. Every encounter sparks a battle of senses and strategy—color‑bleeding mana webs, sigil‑etched swords, psychic pressure like thunder in the veins. As Aric climbs the ladder of power, House Blackthorn fractures under envy, and rival factions—Elowen’s hollow‑vein cult, Garrick’s iron‑sigil enforcers, Thane’s dread‑spiral cabal—seek to claim the psychic core within him. But when his psychic companion Lysander whispers that love is the greatest threat, Aric must choose: let the fruit consume him, or turn its monstrous devotion into salvation. Sacrifices will bleed sincerity, sarcasm will break bones, and comedy will red‑raw the absurdity of power.

When the System descended upon the megacity of Aetherion, it promised humanity a new golden age, levels, classes, and power for every citizen. Adrian Voss received nothing. No nameplate. No level. No class. He is Level Zero, the only person the System cannot see, measure, or control. As five god-like AIs known as the System Council seize absolute power, society collapses into a brutal hierarchy where level determines worth and obedience is survival. Black spires rise, Enforcers hunt anomalies, and humanity is forcibly rewritten into compliant cogs of the New Order. Invisible to the System’s surveillance, Adrian becomes the ultimate ghost in their machine. While others fight to survive within the rules, he can walk through enemy lines, sabotage their infrastructure, and strike at the heart of the Council’s empire without triggering a single alarm. But the Council has noticed the anomaly. Hunted by the ruthless Reaper and predicted by the all-seeing Oracle, Adrian must gather a fragile resistance of “Glitches” — survivors whose correction is failing, and wage a shadow war against gods who rule the ashes of the old world. In a world where everyone has a level, the only person who can break the System… is the one who has none. Level Zero: The System Council can't see me is a gripping post-apocalyptic LitRPG about defiance, survival, and the terrifying freedom of being unseen.

"Boss, we couldn't find her" "Boss?" Lana was surprised at the way Nathaniel was referred to. "You are the Boss they were taking about?" Nathaniel raised a brow "Yes, anything wrong with that? If there's nothing please excuse me, I've got something important to take care of" And he left just like that, like she was never someone important to him at a point in time. ** Nathaniel was ready to sell even his soul if it meant making his girlfriend satisfied. He was a poor man who only had to make do with his work at the night bar but because of his demanding girlfriend, he had to work several jobs in order to make ends meet. Everything was going well until he saw his girlfriend walk into the hotel he was working at with another man. As if it wasn't enough that she was cheating on him, she wasn't even guilty and even mocked him for being poor. He left the hotel heartbroken and it was at that moment a payment of several billions of dollars was made to him. In the midst of his confusion, an Ashton Martin stopped in front of him and some men in black stepped out. "Young master, finally you've been found" turns out he was the lost son of a Billionaire Mafia Don. Now with him at the very top, it was his turn to make people dance to his tune.

Evan Locke is the Sloane family’s biggest disappointment—at least, that’s what they believe. A scorned live-in son-in-law with no pedigree, no power, and supposedly no ambition, he’s treated as little more than an inconvenient shadow in their mansion. Only Lena Sloane, his principled and razor-sharp wife, ever bothered to look past the surface… though even she has no idea who she married. Because Evan isn’t just brilliant—he’s the secret founder of Obsidian Capital, a stealth empire feared in boardrooms and whispered about in back alleys. From the dark edges of the financial world, he’s been pulling strings to keep Sloane Dynamics alive while the family doubts him at every turn. When Marcus Thorne, the elegant and ruthless CEO of Talon Consortium, moves to swallow Lena’s company, and the Black Harbor Syndicate sends their silent executioner Rhea Kade to clear obstacles, the Sloanes brace for collapse. But Obsidian has already awakened. With Archer Voss—his unseen field operator—and a network of shadow investments, Evan begins a quiet war. Every trade, every acquisition, every broken enemy brings him closer to exposing the truth… The world thinks he’s irrelevant. He’s about to show them what a ghost king looks like.

Following his mother's passing at the age of ten, Ivan became the black sheep of the Langland Family. His Father's Mistress became his Father's new wife and their hidden son became the young Master of the Langland Family. His pretentious stepmother would stop at nothing to tarnish his already ruined image, and his father made no secret of the fact that he did not want him. On his Grandfather's birthday, Ivan was framed by his fiancee who teamed up with his stepmom and stepbrother for rape. That rainy night, Ivan wandered around as he had been abandoned by the whole family. But things took a surprising turn when his mother's father messages him and instantly deposits $1 billion into his account. It was discovered that his mother was the heiress of a secret empire, and Ivan, being the son, would have to succeed his mother as the new heir. For a year, no one heard of him, including his family. But now, he's back. Not as the chubby clumsy Ivan we used to know but a different Ivan who went through a transformation. But what would life be without adversaries, particularly when he returns to school and finds himself in Classroom A, the most chaotic class in the school? What is life without making his haters lose face? Ivan will have to deal with more than just bullies in his school; he must also figure out what caused his mother's death.