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Life they say is filled with ups and downs but what do you do when it seems like your life is stuck at the downs?  From the heir of a prominent family to a useless live-in son -in-law with nothing acclaimed to his name, Andi Emerson went from riches to rags overnight and his wife's family showed him the true meaning of hell.  After his family went bankrupt suddenly, his father disappears into thin air and his mother gets laid back by a grave illness.  The people who once smiled at him and bowed at the feet of his family now mock him and maltreat him. But Andi didn't mind because amidst those turbulence of hate and underserved punishment laid a place called hope.  His wife, Taylor Simmons remained nice to him even after he lost everything but it was only a matter of years before she showed him her true colors and dumped him into the streets.  With nothing to live for and an ever piling debt at an hospital, Andi believed that alas, the turbulence had swallowed up his safe place and there was nothing worth living for but a face from his past resurfaces and that meeting changed his life forever.  Now he is no longer a useless live in son in law or a man to be maltreated but that wasn't the end of his journey.  With the mystery of his family's bankruptcy and his father's disappearance, Andi decided to solve it all and bring back glory to his home once more.  Trials and tribulations will come at him like the wind but Andi is ready and standing strong. He will never let the waves shake his boat. "Zeus has arrived and he's... Furious."

How will you feel when everyone rejects you? How will you feel when your wife becomes a Villain overnight? From something to nothing, Peter, a poor ordinary man, goes through hell when he lost all his Money. He moved to Los Vegas with his wife, where life takes an ugly turn. From being the favorite Son-in-law, he became the worst son-in-law. Disrespect and shame was his middle name. Getting desperate to make money, he was ready to do anything, but suddenly, there was shocking news that got revealed. What happens when a good man turns bad? Welcome to the world of Peter, The journey of a rejected a man.

Anna Moore summoned 10 hefty bodyguards to surround him."You're only a bastard that bore the legacy up until Simon Costa's death! Go on your knees before I break your bones!" ___Once heir to the prominent Costa family, Wayne lost his parents and became a live in son-in-law to the Moores, bullied and ridiculed by virtually everyone he came across.He disappeared for four years, and seemingly returned as a lowly mechanic.But. . . Things do not always seem as they appear.Glaring maliciously at his enemies, he swore. "I'll make them pay for murdering my parents. Yes! And right under their noses, a bastard would rule the empire!"

Tarsus, Felicity and Damon accidentally meet at a tavern and their their fortunes converge as they begin a journey together towards Mt. Radomir, a utopian destination where the gods reside, and divinity can be granted to mortals like them. Romantic rivalry erupts between the two young men during an adventure that pushes them beyond the boundaries of their latent abilities. Brace yourself for an epic tale with divine beings, mythological monsters, stirring romance, and riveting escapades. Read if you like- Greek gods, Zeus-Poseidon-like gods, Immortals, Magic, Action. Do read my other novels: -The Peerless Man With A Thousand Gifts -The Gilded Man With A Thousand Lives -Eve of a Thousand Wakes -God Formula

Human nature tends to get caught up in romance constantly, but how do you deal with that when you’re a man who might turn wolf? Jack and his work partner are embroiled in a supernatural mystery at the company where they work, but a woman, named Cassie, promises to divert their attention whenever possible. Simultaneously, while having to figure out who has been committing the murders in the building, Jack must deal with the overwhelming attraction he feels for the human. Surrounded by eyes on all sides, the wolf must deal with his passion and transformations, and must hide from everyone that one of the murders was committed by himself. Could love to overcome the barriers of a doomed soul?

Hardin Reynolds was framed and sent to jail by his cheating ex-wife and his backstabbing step brother but he is being set free by an old man who claims he was the heir of a wealthy family. On his return, he discovers that his ex-wife was married to his step brother who took over the company he had built and he was abandoned by his adoptive parents who wanted nothing to do with an ex-convict and shunned by society. With his newly acquired wealth, Hardin sets out to get his revenge on those who had wronged him. On his quest to get revenge, he makes shocking discoveries while trying to catch an anonymous killer.

Shawn Pendragon, a seventeen-year-old boy, was living an ordinary life on earth. He was a student at Jefferson High School. Just like other people, he had a low profile. He loved keeping things private, never posting on social media about what was going on in his life, and never trusting anyone, not even his own family and closest friends. That day, about one o'clock in the afternoon, Shawn and his best friend, Justin Meyer, were crossing the highway when a rushing ambulance suddenly appeared. His friend managed to survive, but he was unfortunately hit and died on the spot. That ambulance didn't have a chance to bring him to a hospital; he was brought to a morgue instead. "Where am I?" Shawn wondered when he opened his eyes and found out he was lost in the middle of nowhere. It was a place he had never been—the place where his new journey was about to begin.

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

I remember the day everything burned like a wound that would never heal. Flames stole my family — my parents were ripped from me, my little brothers and sisters turned to ash — all because debts bled our name dry. They came in the night with torches and cold mouths, set our home alight, and watched the world I knew collapse into smoke. When I thought the world had taken its last piece of me, something — someone — stepped through the blaze. I could not tell if it was man or woman; the fire kept the savior's shape blurred and holy, as if the flames themselves had given birth to a protector. They pulled me from the ruin and vanished like a promise. For seven years I answered a different kind of fire. I joined the army and let the drill and the discipline burn the broken parts clean. My hands learned steel. My bones learned marching. My nights learned keeping watch. I learned how to turn pain into armor, sorrow into strategy. I was forged in training fields and battle lines until a new name fit me. I am Kaelor Thane now — not a child who once cried over ash, but a force that arrives on the war road without apology. They called me the God of War because I learned to move like thunder and strike like winter. I carry no mercy in my pocket; I carry only the weight of a debt to be settled. Those who think they can stand between me and what I owe will learn the hard truth: I do not forgive. I do not forget. I return to make the ledger even, and I will make them pay in ruin, pain, and a silence that remembers my name.

"What do you think you're doing Harvey? How dare you walk into my room without knocking?!" Gracia angrily exclaimed as she got up from the bed while covering her half naked body with a sexy red lingerie, something she never wore in the presence of Harvey, her husband. Harvey's fist tightened, his knuckles white with tension as his teeth grounded against each other. This moment epitomized utter disrespect, and he will not tolerate it. "How could you do this Gracia?!" Harvey yelled. "Who's this young man, how dare he interrupt our moment?" The man she was making out with said,glaring disgustingly at Harvey as he got up from the bed, wearing only a boxer and wrapping his arms around Gracia's waist. *********** On the night of his wedding anniversary, Harvey was made to sleep at the stables as the affluent guests couldn't stand the thought of spending the same abode with him. Despite this, he woke up early to make breakfast for the same people who humiliated him only to find his wife making out with another man on their matrimonial bed! When he retaliated, she threw divorce papers at him and sacked his betrayed self out of her mansion. May the Lord bless the day he broke free from the Andersons. His life took a graceful turn when it was revealed to him that he’s the biological son of the most talked about mogul in the city! Now that he has not only money but power, he swears on his mother's grave to make all those who looked down on him, wipe the very dirt on his shoes with their tongues!