Black Oc

They assured us that memory would be our salvation. But they never asked at what cost. In the forgotten corner of Dustlight, where broken memories slumber beneath the dust, black market archivist Jacob Wilder uncovers a piece that cannot be. It holds voices that have been dead for centuries. It remembers his name. And it awakens something older than any Archive document—one older than the end of civilization. As Jacob partners with a bizarre kid and a former colleague turned skeptic, he must confront a truth long surgically removed from books: memory is not a tool. It is an essential force. And it wants to be free.

Only the strongest will lead the six paranormal. Every creature is ready to take down the obstacle blocking their way to be in power. An ancient Vampire that rules the night and the day is feared by many for his terror. His name alone is like a tsunami that shakes the whole race and kingdom that he rules. But the whole events start when the prophecy about a Vampire child with special powers with the help of other forces will cause serious destruction to his reign. Mergus will have no choice but to ally with the king of wolves In preparation to withhold the one the prophecy speaks of. Many black lashes and hidden vessels will rise to destroy him

I hated being locked up like a damsel in distress. Like I was some princess that needed constant protection, but deep down I was grateful. I was still struggling to summon my powers, so if I was attacked alone I would be defenseless. I understood why Valerian wanted me to stay confined within the walls of our home since there was a protection spell suffocating the entire atmosphere that surrounded it. But I was so bored. Valerian was not there to take me out and keep me occupied with his cocky smiles and quirky comments. The only thing I could think to do to pass the time was to take a stroll around the castle grounds. I exited out into the courtyard and walked past the beautiful wooden benches and vibrant trees. Roses of every colour confiscated the grounds and it was like I was walking through a rainbow. My fingertips caressed the petals and I inhaled the sweet scent of their exquisiteness as I walked through the trails. I was so mesmerized by the area that I didn’t realize where I was going. I gasped as I reached for the next rose in my path, and it crumbled from my touch. The rest of the walkway was filled with black and decayed roses that tumbled to the ground like ash from a horrible wildfire. My frightened eyes glared out into the distance as I realized the dead flowers led to a shadowy tunnel made from black brick. A sign barely dangling from a broken chain at the top of the entrance read ‘dungeon.’ My body cringed at the sight. This was the dark side of Valerian that I knew and wanted to avoid as much as possible.

"Are you Jason Paul Decker?" Jason stared at the men all dressed in black suits and dark shades, looking like casts from the movie MIB. "Who's asking?" "We're from your grandfather, sir James Decker. He wants to know when you intend on taking over your father's business." ~•~ Jason lived a rather simple life with his wife in New York. Broke and unable to get himself a job, he lived as the worthless son in law of the West family. One fateful morning, he ran into some men who told him a secret that would change his life forever.

Thomas the successful businessman took over the body of Peter Black, the despised live-in son-in-law of the Owen family. An orphan with nothing to his name, Peter had been branded useless by his cold mother-in-law, and he endured it all for the sake of his wife, Rachael, and their young daughter, Emma. Now, Thomas carries Peter’s memories alongside his own burning rage. He will seek revenge for the man whose body he inhabits, and also on those who wronged him. Two men from different worlds, one tragic fate. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and any similarities in names and characters are purely coincidental.

When Mona, the Duke's only daughter, married Styles, he was nothing short of the man of her dreams. Tall, handsome and smart. All it took was one accident to change that. Styles lost not only his legs but his handsome face now all she had left was an ugly cripple she couldn't stand. So she enslaved him and moved on with her life. To crown it all, the sinfully gorgeous Emperor of Black Empire was asking for her hand. No woman would throw that away for a nobody rocking a wheelchair. Unknown to her, the ugly crippled man locked away in the servant's quarters might not be a nobody after all.

Warrick Rauveron is always seen as a useless young master, causing disgrace to his family. Not only his in-laws but also others hold him in contempt. Little do they know that his apparent weakness and foolishness are merely an act, serving a specific purpose. [System host has been found...] [Requirement: Maintain a weak image for 10 years (completed).] [Congratulations! The Gods' Blessing System has been activated!] [Goddess of Fortune invests 'One Unlimited Black Card.'] [The God of Time and Future blesses you with the ability to 'Foresee Potential Investments.'] [The Goddess of Medicine grants you 'A Pill That Can Cure All Illnesses.'] [The Guarantors of Torture and Vengeance provide you with the 'Ancient Books of Magical Martial Arts.']

Living a happy life as the heir of the Smith family and the wealthy son-in-law of the Martinez family, Richard's life suddenly takes a sharp turn when he is cheated by his siblings and left without a penny. Stripped of his inheritance, he ends up living a disgraceful life with disdainful in-laws who treat him like trash. Just when he thought his life was over after he was thrown off a cliff, it instead served as the start of his rise back to the top as he wakes up with a mysterious black phone that gives him money as long as he completes missions, unlocking a world once unknown to him, leading him down a path of riches and vengeance!

Betrayed. Humiliated. Left with nothing. Once mocked by relatives, dumped by a heartless ex, and fired with nothing but shame, your life hit rock bottom fast. But when a convoy of black cars pulls up and a stranger hands you a golden-sealed letter, everything changes: “You are the sole heir to the world’s richest consortium.” Now you hold the power to make or break empires. Jets, mansions, private armies, they’re yours. But with money comes enemies, and the deeper you rise, the more dangerous the fall. Welcome to a world of deception, wealth, and power, where every move you make could be your last. Because the higher you climb, the more people want to watch you burn.

"What happens when an angel is haunted by their humans? What happens when he wants to be with them? I will tell you. He converts, forsakes purpose and whithers. Or worse, he becomes a fallen one- a failure in the eyes of the Creator. I have seen many banished from Paradise for this cause. I never understood where they got such strength to give up on divinity and perfection. But now, as I gaze upon Cora, I see that it is a twisted work of faith." When Levi goes rogue in a bid to become a better guardian angel to Cora, he gets caught up in a heavenly tug-of-war between angels and demons. How will he cope in a world where he is neither black nor white?