Brave

In a world of martial arts riddled with battles and strifes among the races, Ning Fusheng embarked on a journey to bring a lasting peace to the world. He crafted the greatest sword, learned the greatest skill and became the greatest martial artist in the world.

“Sign the papers, Yemin. You’re nothing but a lapdog living in my house,” Katherine sneered, flipping her perfect hair. “You should be thanking me for keeping you around this long. Even my maid is more useful than you.” Her new lover, James Franx, smirked. “Man, I almost feel bad for you. Almost. Must suck knowing your only talent is folding laundry and giving foot massages.” The whole room burst into laughter. Yemin just stood there, silent. They called him a loser. A househusband. A pathetic joke. But what they didn’t know? The man they mocked owned the very restaurant they were dining in. The billion-dollar contracts they bragged about? His name was on every single one. And when the truth dropped, their smiles vanished. "Throw them out," the CEO of Ravol Company ordered, his voice cold. Katherine's jaw dropped. "W-What? No, this has to be a mistake!" James turned pale. "Wait! You don't understand! He’s just a nobody!" Yemin chuckled, finally looking them in the eyes. "You’re right, James. I was a nobody. But tell me… what does that make the fool who was just begging at my feet?"

"Welcome to CosmoMart. We are technically closed, but for you, we’ll make a painful exception." Elian just wanted a quiet shift, a meager paycheck, and some sleep. But the universe had other plans: dropping a Zombie Apocalypse right when he clocked in four minutes late. Trapped inside a Jakarta convenience store with a micromanaging boss and a wise-cracking parking attendant, Elian accidentally triggers a mysterious System after a freak lightning accident. Now, he is a living generator, and his store is the only lit beacon in a city of darkness. But surviving the end of the world is complicated when your teammates fear a Stock Audit more than the flesh-eating monsters outside. Mr. Hendra (The Manager): "Don't kill the zombie in Aisle 3! You’ll get blood on the premium diapers! Think of the inventory value!" Rico (The Parking Guy): "Boss, do I charge these zombies an hourly rate or a flat fee for parking their carcasses on the asphalt?" *The System: [WARNING: Instant Noodle Stock Critical. Riot Probability: 99%.] This isn't a story about a hero saving the world. This is the story of a night-shift clerk forced into "mandatory overtime" to slaughter monsters, manage logistics, and climb the corporate ladder from Intern Cashier to the CEO of the Apocalypse. Read now before the stock runs out!

In the gleaming sky-city of Celestara, the elite discard anything unwanted without remorse,broken tools, faded finery, even people. To Xander, a scrappy orphan from the shadowed under-rings, those castoffs are treasures worth fighting for. His mentor, old Harlan, always warned: stay low and stay alive. When Harlan is murdered by a masked killer, Xander is framed and condemned. He's thrown into the Void,a vast, toxic chasm of endless refuse where the fallen never return. Xander wakes amid choking fumes and grotesque “junkwraiths”: hulking monsters of rusted metal, rotting fabric, and seething decay. As the beasts close in, a battle-hardened woman named Veyra saves him. She fights with a “Remnant Blade”, a weapon born from a cherished relic, its power drawn from the soul of what was lost. Xander bonds with his own Remnant,twin bracers that let him reshape discarded junk into deadly tools. He joins the Exiles, a band of survivors hunting wraiths in the depths, clinging to dreams of escape. Driven by vengeance, Xander vows to climb the poisoned layers of the Void, expose the true killer, and make Celestara's highborn pay,proving the trash they threw away can rise to shatter their world.

“You left me worried, pregnant, and frustrated for five years. I thought you were dead. I tried to move on but couldn’t, and now you want to walk back into my life like nothing happened?” Morgan vanished for five years after being paid to marry Jessica of the Creek family, only to disappear mysteriously without a trace. Now, he stands at the Creek family mansion, facing the wrath of a betrayed wife, a venomous mother-in-law, and a secret son he never knew existed. Accused of theft and betrayal, Morgan is dragged to be execution—but fate has other plans. As shocking truths unravel and power plays intensify, one bullet triggers a system that changes everything. How did Morgan survive the impossible, and what secrets still lie buried beneath the Creek family legacy?

The last strand of patience I had snapped into shreds when she chose her ex-lover’s son over our dying daughter. Now she paraded around smiling, flaunting him like a trophy, while I was left with nothing but the cold, lifeless body of my child. This wasn’t about hurt anymore. It wasn’t even about pain. She’d stolen a soul from me — and she would feel every atom of what I felt, and more. “I want a divorce.” “That’s not happening. You and I are in this together,” she screeched, eyes boring into mine, searching for the man who always bent to her will. “You will sign the papers,” I said, every word a quiet stone. “Make me!” I stepped closer. My hand closed at her throat — delicate, trembling under my grip — and forced her to meet me. “Sign the papers,” I whispered, voice low and cold. “Or I’ll make you suffer so that even our daughter hears your screams from six feet under.”

When orphaned cadet Kael Ardyn is humiliated by the academy’s star student, he buys a mysterious ring—only to awaken the long-lost War God System within him. Cursed with power he can’t control, Kael is exiled to the deadly frontlines of the Voidspawn War, where monsters rule and survival means evolution. Guided by a sarcastic AI and a monstrous ally, Kael must fight through blood, betrayal, and cosmic horror to rise from a broken soldier… to the universe’s next Super War God.

In the year 2025, the zombie apocalypse isn't about who has the most bullets, but who has the biggest stock of SilverQueen. Dr. Boby is a genius scientist who lost everything—his wife, his child, and his sanity. Now, he survives using the Omniverse Dad Protocol System, a super-advanced mechanism that converts blood sugar into godlike power. There’s just one problem: the System demands that he save the world while simultaneously building a Harem and creating new "Heirs." Aided by Dogy, a Golden Retriever whose gaze is perpetually judgmental; Ujang, a market thug with absurd luck; and Irene, a bodyguard prone to fits of rage, Boby must fight against Roy the Zombie King and the power-hungry General Ardi. Can a diabetic clown save civilization before his organs explode from too much sugar? Warning: This novel contains brutal action sequences, dark comedy, and unhealthy chocolate consumption.

Nick Cross awake in a stranger's house, wounded and bruised, and finds himself in a blank state his memory destroyed. However, there is a strange chip placed on his skin, and masked men are pursuing him, Nick must avoid an evil conspiracy that seeks to control both his body and mind with the aid of Leah, a determined woman tormented by her brother's mysterious murder. Nick sets out on an anxious quest to learn the truth about the chip and the secret project that made him a weapon, tormented by broken pieces of a life he cannot recall. Along the way, he faces ghosts from his past, including a dangerous enemy in clear view, friends who may have deserted him, and a lady who once loved him but betrayed him.

"STAND UP YOU MORON!". yelled the space trooper. Rogers groaned with pain. He stood up and with all his weight dived on the space trooper, he didn't know what he was even thinking but somehow the trooper had already lost balance and his gun fallen from his hands. Rogers kicked him in the groins and then with a penknife stabbed him in the temples. The trooper was silent. Rogers thought for a moment maybe he was dead. He wanted to check for his breathing but common with space troopers they always had their helmet on. Rogers proceeded to dislodge the helmet, he was familiar with the technicalities. The battle was still ongoing, he was hearing gunfires afar off, he had checked his attacker pulse, the man was as good as dead. Rogers retrieve his penknife and put it back into his pockets. He was tired and weak to the bones, pains that ran through his stomach made him nauseated. He wanted to vomit. He stared at the sky that has turned with haze and ash, he thought when will all this wars be over, it has been a decade and the galaxies had been at war. He was from Megma, but the people from Metoris and Xival had been their enemies. Aquaris was their ally, and Infact the aquaria have been their supporters from time immemorial. The bone of contention was Resmore, the planets all wanted Resmore for its minerals and diamonds. News had it that the main villain Lord Firemetal and his counterpart Aruma each of them from Metoris and Xival had always wanted to dominate the planet Resmore, then comes the DROIDs from Entexx a place found in Aquaris, who always help them in fighting each battle they went. Their opponents have space droids too.