Castle Of Black Iron

Someone screamed as the dogs outside the hall began to bark just as the young boy was about to speak.Together with the others at the table, he quickly got up, and they all looked out the hall's open door.The boy turned to face his father as several yelps and the dogs' abrupt barking stopped.With his hand on the hilt of the long knife at his waist, the village chief was slowly making his way toward the door.The boy thought Jane, his sister, had screamed, but he had no time to think any further because three Asabya, the terrifying, murderous barbarians of the plains, stormed into the room with a ferocious battle cry at the same time.The boy watched in horror as the tall men, their long, dark hair pulled back by leather thongs around their foreheads, painted black with white around their mouths and dark eyes, swung their swords, and killed everyone in his immediate vicinity.Before the chief could draw his knife, the first person in the room severed his father's head from his body. But they didn't stop there.Everyone was killed, from the tiniest infants in their mothers' arms to the elderly with gray heads who had just given the boy their blessing.The pain and blood as a sword was buried to the hilt in his chest were all he could remember when another person appeared in front of him.

En la próspera ciudad de Nueva Celestia, el magnate Mateo Figueroa permaneció en estado vegetativo por tres largos años, durante los cuales su esposa Valentina Méndez se dedicó en cuerpo y alma a sus cuidados. La vida dio un vuelco cuando Mateo despertó. Valentina, revisando el celular de su esposo, se topó con una revelación devastadora: un mensaje íntimo que evidenciaba que el antiguo amor de juventud de Mateo había regresado a sus vidas. El círculo social elitista de Mateo, que siempre había mirado a Valentina por encima del hombro, no tardó en comenzar sus crueles comentarios: —Ha vuelto el cisne de la alta sociedad... Ya es momento de desechar al patito feo de clase baja. Este descubrimiento golpeó a Valentina con una verdad dolorosa: el amor de Mateo nunca había sido real, y ella no había sido más que el hazmerreír de aquella sociedad pretenciosa. La respuesta de Valentina no se hizo esperar. Una noche, el señor Figueroa encontró en su escritorio una sorpresa: una demanda de divorcio. El motivo declarado, para su horror: disfunción eréctil. Enfurecido hasta lo indecible, el señor Figueroa irrumpió en busca de explicaciones. Lo que encontró lo dejó sin palabras: aquella que una vez llamaron "patito feo" se había transformado en una prestigiosa doctora. Allí estaba ella, radiante en un vestido de gala, su silueta elegante reclinada con aire despreocupado bajo las deslumbrantes luces del hospital. Al notar su presencia, la señora Figueroa le dedicó una sonrisa cargada de ironía y le soltó: —Vaya, señor Figueroa, ¿viene para una consulta urológica?

"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.

A few months before Emily turns 18, her father dies. She goes to Baguio to live with her mother, her stepfather Miguel, and her half-brother Migo. Emily misses her father terribly that she finds it hard to fit into her new home, despite her mother's sympathetic efforts and her half-brother's irresistible cuteness. Good thing, Emily seems to be friendly enough to have made new pals, like Denver, who, it turns out, sees her as more than a friend. Then Emily meets a mysterious young man who suddenly appears and disappears; and he's always dressed in black leather jacket and denim pants whom she gets to know as Lance Monroe. Emily is smitten by Lance's romantic gestures and protective ways. He teaches her to play the piano, and brings her roses, and he even rescues her from bad guys, and helps her overcome her fears. She feels she has found in Lance her knight in shining armor who will rescue her from her incurable loneliness and deathly sadness. But Emily's family and friends are alarmed that she has become secluded and deluded in her own imaginary world. In the end, she has to decide what matters most to her and where her heart truly is.

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.

“We can kill him now, he is of no use to us anymore” these were the words Nick Furgesson heard as he wanted to open the door to his father’s room….. fuck, an eye opener. He thought he was the favorite son of the world richest man, Gregory Furgesson. What he heard next almost made him puke blood, he was adopted?he wasn’t the hair to the large conglomerate his father has?and he was about to be killed because he had done all the dirty work his supposed father wanted him to do? “Run away nick or you won’t be able to take revenge on him for what he has done” he heard his sister’s voice from behind him. Like lightning he ran out of the house into the dark streets of London where he was knocked down by a black Bentley and the story changed. Five years later, Nick is back to take revenge on his deadly father and household for wanting to kill him but he says to his foster sister, “ Don’t worry Fedora, I will not let anyone in the world touch you, you saved my life five years back. Let me repay the debt” and he also says to his wife,” the world i plan to give Fedora, you are also at liberty to do whatever you want with it, I will back you ladies up and no one will be able to hurt you no matter where you are on planet earth.

In the shadowed kingdom of Valthorne, King Aric fell deeply in love with Seraphine, a half-demon woman of infernal beauty and fire. Their son, Prince Kane, was born heir to the throne. But weeks later, Aric was found murdered,throat slashed. His ruthless sister, Lady Morgana, accused Seraphine of using demonic sorcery to kill him. The queen was burned alive in the public square, her screams lost to black flames. The infant Kane was spared, raised as the "cursed prince" under Morgana's cold rule. Twenty-two years later, on the eve of his coronation, a terrified maid enters his chambers with a dagger. In the struggle, she stabs herself and dies. Guards find Kane standing over her body, blood on his hands. His fiancée, Princess Valerie of Eldrath, rejects him with disgust: "Just like your mother. A demon wearing a crown." The court condemns him without trial. Dragged to Dead Hill Valley,a bottomless abyss for the damned,Kane swears vengeance: "I will return. And every soul who betrayed my parents will burn." They hurl him into the void. He falls. Until darkness catches him. At the valley floor, demons with storm-gray skin and glowing amber eyes surround him. A fierce silver-haired female sees the blazing Emperor's mark on his shoulder. She commands: "Kneel. This is the one." They bow. She steps closer, smiling. "You are home, my king." The abandoned prince is no bastard. He is the last heir to an empire of demons. And vengeance is only the beginning.

In the city of New Avalon, where a fascia of riches hides dishonesty and backstabbing, a rebellious group of thieves sets their sights on the impenetrable vault of wealthy Victor Crane. It's said to hold a vast treasure of valuable gems. The team is headed by Jax "The Ghost" Malone, a likeable former criminal with a talent for pulling off unbelievable robberies. His crew consists of: Lena Voss, a technological whiz; Marcus "Bear" Tate, a powerful strongman; and Evie Quinn, a deceptive swindler. They come up with a bold scheme: to put a tiny camera on Crane's jacket to discover the vault's secrets, copy his fingerprint, and imitate the voice of his business partner, Sophia Laurent. As they get closer to Crane, visiting places like his expensive dry cleaners and personal gym, the team learns that the vault has a two-part security system. It needs Crane's fingerprint and Sophia's voice at the same time. But things aren't as straightforward as they seem. Lena's developing feelings for Jax begin to distract her, while Evie's impulsive flirting and Marcus's troubled history cause problems within the group. Then there's Dorian Black, a competing thief whose frustrating success and arrogant attitude make him a despised but dangerous enemy. As the robbery progresses, acts of disloyalty, passionate moments, and thrilling pursuits push the team to their limits. With time running out and Crane's security getting tighter, the crew must navigate relationships, devotion, and deceit to complete the heist—or risk losing everything in the resulting turmoil.

Introvert!? Me!? The hell am I an introvert? I stay indoors all day because I am afraid of getting my butt kicked. Until I contract my beast, I won’t be walking freely. This is a promise I made to myself. My name is Ryder, and I am black-marked. The planet where I live is dominated by summoners. If you guessed it, then you are right—we contract beasts from the Astral Shadow Plain and summon them at will after successfully forming a contract. A mark appears on the left shoulder of every human after a period of maturity, a mark given by the beast that chooses you. There are five different types of marks—the brown, the orange, the red, the black, and lastly, the white. Of all the markings, I was marked black. I was chosen by a supreme demon monarch of the Astral Shadow Plain—the Dracogon. There was only a 0.5 percent chance for me to survive the contraction process. However, with a slight twist in the original outcome, contracting a creature from the black-marked plain was nothing compared to the catastrophe I caused shortly after—I opened a link between the beasts of the Astral Shadow Plain and the planet of humans, Terra. Everyone on my planet has been endangered because of me. The fact that no one knows when the link will trigger and cause a breach that pours mindless creatures into my world makes it all the more unsettling. Now, with no other choice, I have to find a way to resolve the mistake I made—alone, just like I caused it.