Double Mommy

Aella “whirlwind” Harlow was looking at the screen of her phone with earbuds on, the live speech of Aniya Rossi in the United Nations. She sighed and mumbled when it ended, “Dumbass… Werewolves accepted by society, protectors, helping Humanity achieve greatness. Yeah, greatness my butt! A good Werewolf is a dead Werewolf! Spoiled brat… Stupid bitch…” She checked her quiver, counting the darts still there. A quick glance at the pistol crossbow on the left side of her belt, and at the Ruger gun inside the holster under her left armpit. Grabbing her faithful Labrys, a double edge axe, was the last thing she did before hearing a howl nearby. Aella frowned and mumbled, “Showtime…” (It is the sequel of "The Flesh-Eating Werewolf", set 20 years in the future, but can be read as a stand alone, but with minor mentions to events in the first story, and some previous characters that will appear in this story.)

"Who do you want to go with? Mommy or Daddy?" Weston watches his girlfriend ask their four year old daughter. "I want to live with the two of you," the kid answers. "You can't, girl, you have to choose between coming with me or staying with daddy." "But..." The little girl's voice chokes with tears, "my teacher says family is to live together." "Not all families live together; we are one of those families who would never live together." "I'll stay with daddy." "Daddy is poor and won't be able to take care of you, just come with me, I will find you a better and wealthy Daddy who will buy you whatever you want, take you on vacation to Paris and Dubai..." *** It all started ten years back... Weston fled from his family like the prodigal son, started dating Ivy, got a child and squandered all his money. Now that he is poor, his girlfriend doesn't want to have anything to do with him because...who the hell wants to remain stuck with a man who can't even afford three square meals for his family? But then...what Weston's girlfriend didn't know was that her boyfriend was a multibillionaire...  

Leon Blackwood lives a quiet, unremarkable life, or so the world believes. Once a name whispered in the shadows of power, he’s now just a man in an apron, cooking dinner for a wife who barely looks at him and enduring the scorn of her wealthy family. To them, he’s a failure, a burden chained to their crumbling empire. But when the Quinn family’s company begins to collapse under mysterious attacks, and a ruthless heir sets his sights on Leon’s wife, something inside him shifts. The man who turned down kings, queens, and empires suddenly stops pretending to be ordinary. With a single phone call, fortunes vanish. Corporations crumble. And those who mocked him discover too late that Leon Blackwood doesn’t negotiate... he decides. As his quiet vengeance unfolds, Leon’s double life begins to unravel before the people who dismissed him. Enemies whisper his name in fear. Old powers stir. And Mia, the wife who thought she’d married a nobody, starts to realize that the man standing in her kitchen might be far more dangerous than anyone she’s ever known. But every secret comes with a price. And Leon’s past isn’t done with him yet.

Life as a live-in son in-law has been hell on earth for Brian as he got dragged and insulted at every opportunity by each member of the Brooks family, a prominent family in Ashton Hills. Only his wife Lyra stands by him amidst every criticism. The embarrassment got to it's peak when lady Elizabeth , the head of Brooks family asked Brian divorced his dear wife and leave the family so Lyra could be married off to Harry McDaniel whom was deem fit as a worthy son in-law. Going against lady Elizabeth request made his predicament worsen and must now face more wrath. As he was chased out from the family banquet, he got a double beep on his phone; one was deadline from the hospital asking for payment before proceeding with his mother's delicate operation. The second beep was from his father's butler requesting him to accept his father plee with a $15billion headstart and various company in inheritance waiting for him once he chooses to take his place as the DUKE'S rightful heir. Brian will not only save his mother but will come for everybody that has torment him and made him feel worthless while also rewarding his caring wife. Join Brian in this rollercoaster full of drama, suspense and series of face slapping as enemies lurks around from both past and present life!

In the Holy Oakhaven Empire, power is dictated by one's alignment with Aether the pristine celestial mana wielded by highborn mages and noble knights. Tristan Vance possesses an Aether alignment score of absolute zero. An orphan raised by a disgraced, disabled vanguard soldier, Tristan is tolerated at the Imperial Knight Academy only as a "Shield Bearer" A glorified cannon fodder meant to absorb spells for noble squires. For three years, Tristan endures systematic humiliation, culminating in a brutal betrayal when his aristocratic rival, Julian Vanguard, leaves him for dead during a staged scouting mission in the monster-infested Ashen Ravine. Bleeding out in the depths of the earth, Tristan’s mortal blood seeps into a buried, primordial ruin, awakening the Primordial Dragon God Bloodline. Instead of drawing from the sky's Aether, Tristan can now absorb the raw, chaotic energy of the earth and command the extinct terrors of the sky. To survive, Tristan must live a double life. By day, he returns to the empire, climbing the ranks of the Royal Knights as a seemingly "ordinary" martial fighter who defies magical logic. By night, he masterminds the liberation of forgotten territories, uncovers the corrupt rot of the Holy See, and raises a hidden legion of dragons. From a humiliated slave-soldier to the master of the skies, Tristan’s path is paved with the shattered reputations of those who looked down on him, ultimately forcing him to unite humans, elves, and dwarves against an oncoming Abyssal Invasion.

Gabriel Marchesi is a brilliant criminal defense attorney with a dark secret, he’s the trusted legal advisor to the Russo crime family. For years, Gabriel has expertly balanced his dual life, manipulating the legal system to protect the mob while maintaining the illusion of respectability. But his carefully constructed world begins to unravel when Anthony Marino, a Russo accountant, turns informant, armed with evidence that could expose the family’s secrets and Gabriel’s role in laundering their money. With federal prosecutor Elliot Kane closing in and Marino under government protection, the Russo family demands Gabriel silence the traitor by any means necessary. As the pressure mounts, Gabriel faces scrutiny from the Bar Association, which threatens to disbar him for misconduct. Allegra Russo, the ruthless heir to the family empire, makes it clear that failure is not an option, forcing Gabriel into a perilous game of manipulation, deceit, and survival. As Gabriel dives deeper into the darkness, his moral compass falters. Each decision pulls him further into a web of betrayal and violence, blurring the line between loyalty and self-preservation. Haunted by his choices and the growing threat of exposure, Gabriel must confront an impossible question: how far is he willing to go to protect himself and the family he serves? Set in the shadowy underworld of Chicago, This book is a gripping legal thriller about ambition, loyalty, and the cost of living a double life. As Gabriel’s worlds collide and the stakes reach a deadly peak, he’ll discover that some lines, once crossed, can never be undone.

Adrian Vale has spent most of his life learning how to be invisible. As a scholarship student surrounded by wealth, he endures quiet humiliation, borrowed dignity, and the unspoken rule that people like him are meant to stay small. He works harder, speaks less, and lowers his gaze not because he lacks pride, but because survival demands it. When his girlfriend betrays him for a richer man and his classmates turn his struggle into entertainment, Adrian reaches what should have been his breaking point. Instead, something impossible happens. A single transaction changes everything. Behind the life of scarcity Adrian has always known lies a truth carefully hidden from him: he is the heir to a powerful business empire. Wealth he never touched. Power he never asked for. A legacy withheld to protect him. But money does not erase humiliation. Even after the truth begins to surface, Adrian is still doubted, dismissed, and challenged by a world that refuses to believe someone like him could belong at the top. Rather than announcing his rise, he chooses silence. Rather than chasing revenge, he lets systems, institutions, and authority expose the people who underestimated him. As Adrian steps from campus life into the ruthless world of business, he must learn that power attracts enemies far more dangerous than bullies, and that restraint can be more devastating than rage. While some who once mocked him seek forgiveness, others double down, determined to pull him back into the place they believe he belongs.

[!]: SYSTEM START: Ancestral Resonance Cultivation Ascension Nexus (ARCAN) [!]: Genre: [Hunter System] x [Weak-to-Strong] x [Cultivation] [!]: Objective: Survive the Gate. Sow the Seeds. Build the Empire. --- Rome D'Angelo is a One-Star Hunter with twenty-one essence points, thirty thousand dollars in debt, and a survival instinct that borders on suicidal. His life is a simple, three-step cycle: 1. Fight monsters far above his pay grade to keep the lights on. 2. Nearly die in the process. 3. Get patched up by Kiona Tsukimori, a Three-Star healer way too talented to be wasting her mana on him. She thinks he’s an idiot with a death wish. He thinks she’s the most beautiful woman who’s ever yelled at him. It’s a match made in whatever circle of hell spits out One-Star dungeons. But when a routine raid turns into a Double Dungeon slaughter, Rome makes the ultimate gamble: he sacrifices his arm to ensure Kiona’s escape. He expected death. Instead, he got a voice in his head. [ SYSTEM INITIALIZED. CLASS: SOWER ] Rome has awakened a power that defies the laws of the Hunter world. He doesn’t just level up by hoarding strength; he ascends by cultivating it in others. The catch? His growth is tied to forging deep bonds with "S.E.E.D.S"— people with latent, world-shattering potential. And his first compatible target is the very healer who just watched him die. Now, every date is a quest, every touch is cultivation, and every shared heartbeat brings them closer to godhood. Rome just wanted to pay his sister’s tuition. Now he has to survive monsters, guild politics, and a harem of dangerous women who might just be the death—or the making—of him.

"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 ]

On the day their daughter died… Lyra chose to comfort another child. Brandon spent seven years loving a woman who slowly stopped loving him back. He endured the coldness, the humiliation, and the pain of watching another man and his son replace him and his daughter inside their own home. Still, he stayed. Because he believed that even if Lyra no longer loved him… she would always love Maggie. He was wrong. On Maggie’s sixth birthday, Lyra abandoned her sick daughter to celebrate another child instead. When Maggie collapsed in Brandon’s arms, Lyra still refused to believe the truth. “You used your own daughter to manipulate me!” she screamed in disgust. Meanwhile, Maggie’s tiny body trembled violently as her failing heart slowly gave up. “Lyra… please…” Brandon begged brokenly. “I’ll kneel if I have to. Just take us to the hospital…” But Lyra looked at her dying daughter with cold disappointment. “I’m ashamed of both of you.” Then she abandoned them on the side of the highway. As Brandon desperately carried his little girl toward the hospital, Maggie smiled weakly through her tears. “Daddy… don’t cry anymore. When I reach Heaven, I’ll ask God to send someone who will love you better than Mommy did.” Moments later, her tiny hand slipped away forever. That was the moment Brandon Hale died too. The gentle husband who forgave everything disappeared forever, replaced by a man driven only by grief, revenge, and the truth behind his wife’s betrayal. But when Lyra finally realizes the horrifying mistake she made… It’s already too late. “Brandon… I’m sorry…” she sobbed at his feet. “I never wanted Maggie to die…” Brandon stepped away from her trembling hands, his eyes empty and cold. “It’s too late.”