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> Miller lived in silence, carrying the weight of a twin lost and a past buried too deep for anyone to uncover. To his enemies, he is invisible. To his family, he is worthless. But blood does not lie — and when the truth of his lineage explodes, those who mocked him will kneel, and those who betrayed him will beg. The God of War has returned, and his enemies’ greatest mistake was underestimating him. “Watch me unleash the fury that made me a legend.” Miller muttered.

Cole Bennett was fired in the rain for the crime of being poor, trusting, and exactly who they needed him to be. They stole his work, his status, and his wife, believing they had finally disposed of him. They were mistaken. Cole Bennett was never real. He was Cassian Ferrer, the last blood of a dynasty that had been watching the city from behind a mask for a generation—and the marriage that ended him was never his life; it was a long-term assignment. Until it became something else. He froze their engagement with a single legal move and dismantled a boardroom coward, turning him into a man with nothing left to lose—the most dangerous thing in Cavendish. The Ledger, which had controlled the city's secrets for three generations, failed to survive Cassian’s patience, his grandmother’s final letter, or the woman who had trained beside him since childhood and never required him to choose which version of himself was the truth. Cavendish now belongs to him. He does not negotiate, and he does not forgive; he waits, he watches, and then he brings things to an end so quietly the city barely notices the change until it is already finished. When the dust finally settles, only two figures remain in the dark: The ruler of the empty throne, and the woman who was never his handler—only ever his equal.

My story is about Barry Wessels who is an ordinary guy who works in library living a boring mundane life. he is secretly in love with Sophie but feels inadequate and that Sophie is out of his reach. He realises his talents and emerges as an unlikely hero. unbeknownst to Barry, Sophie is full of admiration of his simple yet principled and brave approach to life.

Ashley had everything: a husband, a company, a family. Or so she thought. Her husband was cheating on her. Her step-sister was stealing from her. Together, they took her company and made her life miserable for years. When Ashley finally stood up for herself—filing for divorce and suing them both—they tried to have her killed. Then Ashley woke up in the past, with strange new powers and a second chance. This time, she knows exactly what they did, and exactly how to stop them—before they can destroy her again.

Evan Calder devoted years of his life to supporting Madeline Stevens, helping her achieve her dreams and rise to the pinnacle of success as the city’s most renowned female CEO. But on the day that should have celebrated her greatest achievement, Madeline shattered their engagement, dismissing Evan as “too ordinary” and leaving him behind without a second thought. Unfazed, Evan walks away, unnoticed and underestimated by everyone around him. Yet beneath his calm exterior lies a force that no one anticipated. While the old powers of the city step down, a new generation rises—and only one will claim the ultimate throne of influence and respect. Evan Calder is ready to prove that true strength isn’t measured by wealth or status… but by the courage to rise when the world writes you off.

In a world ruled by Beast Taming, your summoned spirit determines everything. Your rank. Your wealth. Your right to stand among the powerful. On the Day of Summoning, Kael does the unthinkable. He bonds with a dying creature that everyone else has rejected. A creature with cracked scales and fading light. A creature that should not exist. The elite laugh, His family disowns him, the city labels him a failure who threw away his only chance at greatness.

The sound of the wind was clear, it was a lucid reality. I keep on walking, I have no choice. Succumbing to my fate? Who knows. Despite the sound of death and the breeze of love, I abandon it all, therefore I embrace the emptiness. Withering with time and stuck in the pathway of it all. Fated to be a young master, doomed as a commoner. The sky fell to the ground but despite all of that he is bound to realize that everyone is equal in face of heaven and earth, in face of him including everyone. Journey of a mortal to an indescribable change, an indefinite trace of the trail of the chaos itself. The absolute chaotic neutrality. He shall be the fiend himself, and the saint himself in the gist of his situations.

She would have given everything she had to him if only he had asked, if only his arrogance did not lead him to kill her. But now, her ghost has no love, her ghost is all about revenge. Funny thing is, he buried her in the same house that she built with her own money, brick by brick. Is it possible to get a good night sleep after burying your own wife in the same house you're sleeping in? What if you can't sleep, can't move out of the house and the ghost won't let you sell it either?

Dying on Earth as a forgotten man, Marcus Grey’s story should have ended in an alley. But destiny had other plans. Reborn in a world ruled by magic, monsters, and systems Marcus awakens as a poor child named “Ragmuffin.” Yet deep within, his spirit still burns. He’s fought this battle across lifetimes. This time, he’ll win. In the Random World, every act earns experience, every bond grants power and every life is a gamble against Fate itself. With a team forged from loyalty, loss, and love, Marcus must rise from nothing, defy a god, and reclaim his destiny.

'Waah......waaah' My baby was crying tremendously and here I was thinking what was happening there. "It's ok child .Everything is going to be alright, The bitter seeds that I have sowed .I would not let you cut them in my instead ,that's my promise to you" Suddenly the horse slipped and I fell to the ground with my child intact. I mumble to myself "Is this what we call karma but still I must protect you .I Immediately left the horse and tearing the magic scroll .I whispered 'The Catholic Temple' "Bring that child to me," said Patricia, the Highest priest in rank. As he holds my child with care in both hands a question arises in his mind "What name do you like to give him? He is your son. It's wise if you give him a name." . I took a last glimpse afterwards,I turned my back against him before murmuring with an uneven heart."I always desire to call him Ryaniar ." I have been running Goddess. I have been running a lot from my destiny till my sister to the handmaiden. Everybody has been sacrificed against my bad fortune .It even did not let the white witch unstained. So how come I dared to fantasise a future that's very bricks was served by uncountable baits. If you are reading this letter then . At least I can entrust his safety to you. Please save my child in this life. Your deceased Isabella Facebook: https://m.facebook.com/ Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/mint_malimilkain10001/