Disobey The Duke If You Dare

Synopsis/Blurb In the fog-shrouded early 1900s, former detective Thomas Blackwood receives a distressing letter from his estranged brother, Elijah, beckoning him to the enigmatic Shadow Isle. Determined to uncover the truth behind his brother's plea, Thomas embarks on a perilous journey to the Ghostly Archipelago, accompanied by his steadfast assistant, Amelia West, and the weathered Captain Jonathan Pike. Upon their arrival, they encounter the sinister Marcus Graves, a wealthy landowner with a chilling hold over the island and its inhabitants. Despite warnings to leave, Thomas presses on, driven by a thirst for redemption and justice. As Thomas delves into the island's murky past, he uncovers a web of secrets and lies, each revelation bringing him closer to the truth—and closer to danger. Haunted by visions of his brother and tormented by the restless spirits that roam the island, Thomas races against time to unravel the mysteries of the Ghostly Archipelago. But as tensions rise and alliances are tested, Thomas realizes that nothing is as it seems on Shadow Isle. Beneath the surface of deception and darkness lies a truth more sinister than he could have ever imagined—one that threatens to consume him and all who dare to uncover it. In a pulse-pounding showdown on the windswept cliffs of Shadow Isle, Thomas must confront Marcus Graves and the malevolent forces that seek to destroy him. With the help of Amelia and his newfound allies, Thomas must face his own demons and confront the ghosts of his past if he is to survive the mysteries of the Ghostly Archipelago.

In a fractured world stitched together by ancient contracts and the whispers of summoners, power is everything—and Ryan, a dirt-born runt from a nowhere village, wasn’t supposed to have any. When his body surges with a volatile current known only as Dioki, the arcane lifeblood of creation, Ryan is plucked from obscurity and hurled into the political meatgrinder that is Kuma Academy. But while other students shape-shift reality with vampires, elves, and demonkind, Ryan summons something that shouldn't exist: a colossal entity wrapped in time-stained myths and riddled prophecies—Sphinx, a divine beast of ancient fire and truth. Sidelined as a freak. Watched like a weapon. Revered by beasts. Feared by men. The world had rules, but Ryan’s presence is the motherfucking exception. And when an ancient war that bled the stars dry stirs again, it's not the princes or the council who will decide the fate of the realms. It’s the kid with muddy boots, bloodied knuckles, and the unshakable audacity to summon monsters the gods themselves abandoned. Unspoken Premise: “The Beast-Binder and the Cursed Blood” Ryan never asked for power. But when Dioki awoke within his bones, he was shoved into a world where summoning rituals shape empires, and bloodlines rule with iron, magic, and fire. Unlike his noble-blooded peers, Ryan’s magic doesn’t bring forth elegant fae or winged seraphim. He calls down the old ones—divine, brutal, and beyond control. With Sphinx, his first divine beast, kneeling beside him, and a war brewing in the shadows, Ryan must navigate deceitful politics, alien invaders, and a summoner’s hierarchy designed to break those who dare defy blood.

Have you ever felt that someone is controlling your fate? Have you ever thought if the memories you have are your own or someone else’s? Have you thought if you are alive or if this life is just someone else’s dream and you are living in a dream? Have you ever thought if you are just part of a book that is written by someone else?

I'm one out of none, believe me. The world, let's say it will end no matter what. Everything around us surely decompose, nor crumble as the time passes, yeah? However, do you know better than what I discover myself? One abandon the world, the like of you, this lifetime. For what? For the purpose of saving the life beyond, right? You sure find the end you've long for so long. The bitter...end. Why, you ask? Let me tell you why...I even share it to you. You even says we are not that close to begin with, so why...I'm doing this? I'm kind of debating whether you use euphoria, and actually tells me I'm some sort of a cult. That's why I have the question for you. Will you let me tell you the reason...or you already think I'm some sort of evil design to stop you? You know...the Myth, right? It's deep...within us.

“I’m major Kaelen, I live in this forest before you, this is my kingdom, and I will take you all down one after the other. Look closely at the ground beneath your boots, soldiers. That soil is already hungry. You arrived here thinking you were an army. You are just meat walking into a larder. You do not command this space; the shadows command you, and I am the hand that guides them. I will not fight your formations. I will bleed you drop by drop. Your patrols will disappear without a whisper. Your sentries will wake up finding the razor edge of my knife where their breath used to be. Go ahead, try to advance. You will find that retreat is impossible, surrender is irrelevant, and the only mercy you will receive is the speed of my strike. You will die lost, you will die afraid, and you will die remembering the sound of my name echoing through the impenetrable darkness. This is not a war you are fighting. This is an execution you insisted upon.”

"Ethan, oh Ethan, don't think too highly of your self, you are nothing but a blood donor. You are just a useless piece of trash, do you think you deserve to be my husband? Ha dream on!" Daphne scoffed and spat in disgust. After many years of serving your wife and inlaw like a slave, you found out you were nothing but just a blood donor. You were just a piece of shit in the eyes of your in-laws and wife. What would you do if you suddenly become rich. Will you accept your wife back? Will you still donate blood for your mother in law who was the verge of death. Join me as we go through the journey with Ethan Willow the once useless son in law.

" Finally, I have found you guys" he paused before he continued " After hunting for you all this while, you guys can't escape any longer" " Who are you? And why have you been hunting for us?" I asked him while watching his every move " You don't need to know who I am but I was hunting for you because you are the key, the key that was hidden for sixteen years. THE SECRET KEY I burst out laughing "What's funny?" He asked puzzled " We don't know what you are saying about Hyacinth being the secret key but you are forgetting something very important" "What is that?" " We are the HUNTERS NOT THE HUNTED"

You were nothing, Mocked by family. Dumped by your lover. Fired and humiliated in front of a crowd. Rock bottom didn’t just greet you, it crushed you. Then came the letter. Gold-sealed. Hand-delivered. Signed by the richest consortium the world has never seen. “Congratulations. You are the sole heir.” Overnight, you go from broke to untouchable. Private jets. Infinite credit. Empires at your fingertips. The same people who spat on you? Now they’re kneeling. But money isn’t just power. It’s poison. With every billion, new enemies surface. Dark secrets claw their way into the light. And the ones closest to you? They’re the first to sharpen their knives. Now, you’re in a world where loyalty is currency, and betrayal is the cost of doing business. This isn’t a rags-to-riches story. It’s a war. Can you rise as the king of the new world… Or will the throne devour you before you ever sit on it?

From Erwin Wickison I never asked to be here. One moment I was living my life, and the next I was dragged—along with millions of others—into a place ruled by a system that treats us like pieces on a board. Every Game is built to break something, whether it’s a body, a mind, or the small parts of myself I keep pretending are “good.” I’ve watched people die. I’ve watched people change. And I know I’m changing too. I just hope there’s something human left in me by the end… if there’s even an end. WARNING. This book contains smut, psychological decay, moral collapse, human intimacy twisted into survival, and a variety of horrors that do not wait for your permission before sinking into your mind. It will not hold your hand. It will not apologize. And it will not stop once you open it. If you continue, you’re choosing to step into a sequence of events designed to peel apart the comfortable assumptions you rely on to feel “safe.” Some of you will be fascinated. Some of you will be disturbed. Most of you will not remain the same. I’m not here to reassure you. I’m only here to tell you one thing: Whatever you think this is, whatever you think you know… you don’t. And once you begin, you can’t go back. — Welcome to the Games

Who is he?! He is Liam Storm! The formidable zillionaire, worthy of shaking the city with just a blink of his eyes! Possessing an unquestionable power and acquiring enormous wealth, seems to be not possible but is that really true? After suffering a mental breakage from his ex lover, who cheated on him and losing all ways to become a better person, all hopes appeared to flood down the drain. But does fate really plays games? Unexpectedly, Liam's life made a sudden turn over to the extent, it bewildered him to the core... Now, it was in question what will become of him? **** " You......what gut do you have?! You of all people! You called me a cheat and a betrayal? Well, you can say that, but I don't give a damn! Do you think I am going to wait and starve with you?! What do you take me for? I was only doing you a favour by dating you, you don't have a future, a good life, job, a family, money, inheritance, status, name, house, car, career, investment, no worth, you aren't even famous or anything! Basically, you don't have anything! So, what can you offer me?! Tell me, Liam Storm, what can you offer me?! How can you make your life and my life better?! I thought since you graduated as the best student from the top college, you will be wealthy, but guess I am totally wrong! You are as worthless as a penniless bastard and nothing but a loser after your graduation!!" She spat angrily at him, pointing to him as she yelled. Then, she moved closer to the man on the bed and smiled at him.