Dark Fairycore

Marcus, a pauper and a rag in the eye of everyone ascended to the ladder of success, activating a strange system that allowed him have revenge and earn Trillions of dollars after completing a task. That was after his wife betrayed his love by cheating on him with her new lover who pushed him off from the upper floor of a storey building. They thought he's dead and gone but he was reborn in the body of a strange man, a soldier who was betrayed by his folks at war front. “I shall return to cripple them and make them beg on their knee till they bleed and plead for mercy!!" Marcus swore. Unbeknownst to him, enemies lurk behind dark corners, waiting to hunt him down. Will Marcus vanquish them?

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.

Cash Morgan is the belittled son-in-law of the Kentons, a mere cleaner in their company who is hated by his wife and her family, enduring daily torments, humiliations and embarrassments at their hands, both at home and in the workplace. Cash, who is unaware of his true identity as the hidden heir to the Yates family, a wealthy family of influence and affluence. He finally discovers who he truly is after meeting his family butler, and takes his rightful place as Jason Yates, the heir to the Yates dynasty. Armed with his new power and wealth, he unravels family secrets and betrayal. He begins to deal with each and every one of his enemies who had trampled upon him How will Cash Morgan aka Jason Yates, deal with his wife's betrayal and humiliation, with his in-laws who constantly degraded him? Find out all of these and more in His Forgotten Legacy: Cash's Redemption

Project E or in order the project A, B, and, C. These three are the special projects built by an organization back in the early days. Their soldiers called Swordsmens or Swordswomens are deployed in every specific area called Lands, City, and Village. This area has massive walls and massive trees outside of it as they're getting guarded by men with weapons well trained and some are still undiscovered.

“I’m not here to stay her bestie, Aiden. I came back to New York to marry her.” Wesley slips a card from his pocket, holding it out like it’s radioactive. “This is me being generous. There’s a hundred thousand dollars loaded on it. Take it. Go home, pack your things, and disappear. I’ll tell everyone you left because life got too hard.” Aiden stares. Not at the money—he could buy a hundred of those cards without blinking—but at the audacity. Because if Wesley knew who he really was… He’d be the one begging to disappear. **** By day, Aiden is the fool. The humble househusband with a dish towel slung over his shoulder, humming as he mops floors, checks the stew, and gets barked at by his in-laws like he’s less than nothing. Everyone thinks he’s soft. Gullible. Replaceable. But by night? He becomes the man the city's richest fear. In a dark room filled with shadows and smoke, he gives orders—orders that no billionaire, no politician, no enemy dares question. They call him sir. But to his wife’s family? He’s still just the broke son-in-law. They don’t know the game they’re playing. Yet.

Ronan didn't think his life could get worse after being abducted by an alien. Until that one day, two days, one week, turned into three months, he was forced to to get cozy on a post-war planet fresh out of the dark ages.

Death, as the guide of all the souls leaving the physical world, takes the form of a human to speak with them. He has been wandering for a very long time that he, himself, doesn't know about his own existence. Ferrying billions of souls of humankind to the other side has been his job in a forever state that he can't escape. He considers himself a mere bystander, a storyteller—seeing histories unfold before his eyes, witnessing eras and wars end, watching humankind thriving. Endowed with a power of bringing deaths to humans upon touching them, he constantly seeks the feeling of physical human touch. Not until he meets Fivrelle, an immortal lady who desires death. The world is continuously evolving and growing. But to what extent? No matter what the world has become, Death will always be there, waiting.

In return of saving the life of an old man, Poor Charles Megaborn is gifted a wife, although he later excuses his marriage to follow his military career to earn money to take care of his family but after years of battles into becoming a world feared Celestial General, He receives a terrible Alert from home, His wife is Nine months pregnant and his daughter has been fed alive to Pigs! This pushes his return and Chaotic revenge when he finds out a dark Truth while being a disguised Pauper. Yes! The Poor man will shock them all!

Harvey Price, the self-absorbed heir apparent to the Price industry, saw his life take a dark turn following his father's demise. Unbeknownst to him, his own family, in cahoots with another greedy dynasty, conspired to strip him of his wealth and possessions. To make matters worse, he unwittingly married into the very family that sought to ruin him. Treated as a mere peasant, Harvey's life seemed bleak until he encountered the members of an elite club, a club founded by his late father. With their guidance, Harvey embarked on a mission to exact revenge on those who had wronged him. Little did he know that this journey would unearth secrets that would shatter everything he believed to be true.

Living an unfulfilling life and dying a tragic death, Alph Quint is transmigrated into a world filled with magic and wonder. However unlike what he had always believed, transmigration turned out to be a free ticket to tragedy as one peril after another fell on him, sometimes making him loose the very will to go on. Will Alph crumble and break from the pressure of being a main character or will he rise from the ashes like a phoenix and create a tale so epic that it shakes the heart of those who read it? [Author's Note] Hello, I would like to thank all those who clicked my novel, thank you, and I hope that you will enjoy the ride as Alph Quint and I myself evolve through the course of the story to hopefully carve out a masterpiece. I'm not a native English speaker and my writing skills might not be top class, but I promise that both my writings skills and the story itself will only get better as we progress.