Dark Horse

When someone who has lost everything home, friends and family, even their own humanity, reborn a creature that must live in the shadows calling it a new home and gaining a desirely hunger for blood. What a person like that has to do with no longer life inside no blood to keep the heart beating. there is only one thing to keep such one like that to stay alive and move one. That is the power of Vengeance. It can cause any living being with no hope to live again with burning purpores to destroy the one who did this. Follow Marcus on this dark journey with blood and pain where he must do anything to calm power to make him stronger as it will help complete killing the one that has cursed him to what he has become. Clear note: the art cover is not mine just using it until I can get my own in the future.

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

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?

Elliot scanned his eyes round Lexa's curvy body, making her nervous. “Wow. Such beauty,” he said, with the most glorious smile. “A-are you him?” Alexa had never felt so weak. “What was I thinking? I forgot I can’t kill royals so easily. I definitely won’t want to kill you.” He bowed before her. “I’m sorry your majesty. I forgot you were royalty.” Alexa gulped. He moved like flash, appearing here and there within the twinkle of an eye. He sped to her back and held her waist. She whimpered. “I know everything about you and I know what you want,” he whispered in her ear. “I know you want me.” She pulled away from him. He smiled… a deadly smile. Alexa wanted to be strong, she was a Queen after all. “If you know what I want then you must tell me what you want in return.” "Everyone knows that the devil wants," Elliot said, smiling with great lust. *** Will the love between the devil and a prized angel ever succeed? Will a prophecy overrule a witch's curse? Will Elliot be given an second chance into holiness? Will their love prevail and will their forbidden love be accepted by the realms?

“I won’t rest till the Hastings are on their knees begging me for my forgiveness, for all the pain they caused me in the past. Till then, I’ll ensure their life is a living hell.”

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.

He is Fang An, the son of the legendary warrior who had withdrawn from the martial world. At first, Fang An was commanded by the gods to hunt down the Prince of Darkness, who ceaselessly spread terror across the earth. But unexpectedly, he discovered evidence of a sinister conspiracy among the gods to strip his father, Fang Yun, of the immortality that resided within his body. One day, Fang An would lead a war against the gods. It was then that he came to realize the gods were no different from humans—corrupt at heart and willing to eliminate one another in their lust for power.

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.

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.