Dritte Person

Franklin's poisoned hands touched the wall, and immediately, the snake-like venom with which his hands decorated crawled up the walls. Tightening itself over the blocks, making the little crumbles gather on the forest floor, dying along with everything around it, Franklin watched as his poison worked on the walls. “Stop, this is unlike you. You can always change yourself,” said a voice that Franklin did not acknowledge at first. “You don't know me. I was born for domination and conquering.” He said as though he was trying to convince himself. “You are a giver of life. What gives you the right to think like that?” The female's voice was angry now. She emerged from the trees to stand before him. “I am a feeder of light, nothing more. I will conquer all who thought I was weak,” Franklin said, seething with anger now looking at who it was. “You think you're so bold, follow me and let's find out,” Lily said as she started running the opposite way. She aimed to let him come jolting out of his reverie, and if she tried all, then so be it. With a growling snarl, Franklin stopped forcing the walls to come down and took off after Lily. He had the mission to eliminate her once and for all.

Forsaken and ridiculed, Liam Carter endured, praying his in - laws would accept him. It seemed that his prayers were never going to be answered as their treatment of him worsened. But that was when he got the call that changed his life forever. What will be the fate of his enemies now that the tables were turned? And the wife who got tired of standing up for him? Would her tears and regret make any difference?

Accursed Heir follows Pastor Elijah Longfellow, the secret guardian of Raven’s Hollow, known as Saint Longinus. Bound by a deathbed promise to his mentor, Elijah marries Lina Moreau, his mentor’s granddaughter, to protect her family from an ancient curse. But when Lina betrays him and reveals she carries another man’s child, Elijah’s heartbreak shatters the protective wards shielding her family. With the pact broken, the Bloodseekers—vengeful, soul-draining entities bound to the Moreau bloodline—return, seeking Lina’s unborn child as their cursed heir. As terror grips the town, Elijah learns that only a dark, sacrificial ritual can sever the Bloodseekers' link, though it will cost him everything. Torn between duty and morality, Elijah faces a harrowing choice to save the town and end his cursed love. Yet in his final sacrifice, he realizes he has become a tragic guardian, forever marked by the blood oath he couldn’t break.

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

Ethan Valor was once humiliated, mocked, and discarded by those closest to him—his wife, Victoria, and her powerful family, the Lornes. Branded weak and incompetent, he was fired from the family conglomerate and replaced by Victoria’s ex-boyfriend, billionaire Damian Cross. Everyone thought they had stripped him of his potential… but they had only awakened a relentless fire within him. Retreating into obscurity, Ethan quietly rebuilt his empire, investing in technologies, acquiring strategic assets, and amassing wealth at a pace no one could anticipate. While Victoria and her family celebrated his absence, their empire slowly became unknowingly dependent on the very man they had scorned. When Ethan returns, he is no longer the meek man they knew—he is a trillionaire, untouchable, and commanding power that stretches across industries and nations. The Lornes and Victoria come begging, but Ethan’s revenge is precise: he buys out their companies, ruins his enemies, and demonstrates that humiliation is the catalyst for unstoppable greatness. From Ashes to Empire is a story of patience, vengeance, and ultimate triumph—a testament to intelligence, strategy, and unyielding ambition.

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

Adrian Kaine was once the deadliest operative in Shadow Unit, a black-ops division buried so deep in the government that most agents never lived long enough to speak of it. But when a mission in Kargath Province turned into a massacre, Adrian became the sole survivor, then the government’s most wanted traitor. His squad was slaughtered. Evidence was planted. His name was erased. And those who orchestrated the betrayal made sure he was declared dead. They miscalculated. Eighteen months later, Adrian resurfaces as a ghost in the ruins of his old headquarters, hunting for the truth buried beneath the ashes. But he is not the only one searching. Marcus Hale, his former teammate and supposed friend, now leads a covert kill team tasked with eliminating him. Above Marcus sits Colonel Mason Kade, the official who signed the order that condemned Adrian’s entire squad. And watching all of them from the shadows is a faceless mastermind known only by a single encrypted codename: Cipher. As Adrian follows a trail of classified leaks, dead operatives, and impossible coincidences, he uncovers a horrifying secret: a covert plan known as the Ashen Protocol, designed to rewrite the balance of global power—using bodies like his as the foundation stones. But the deeper he digs, the more the truth twists around him. Old allies hide new agendas. Enemies speak with familiar voices. And the real traitor may be closer than he has ever imagined. Hunted by governments, mercenaries, and a ghost from his past, Adrian must become something colder than a soldier and deadlier than a weapon. He must become the nightmare they tried to bury. And this time… he’s not the one running.

Eighteen-year-old Tama had just set off from the market, buying the goods that his older brother usually did in the morning. But something struck him on that ordinary morning: his motorbike crashed, he almost die alone. No human passed by to offer help. Instead, a green-eyed owl came and said cryptic, weird messages before Tama returned to the actual world. At first, Tama thought it was a dream. The unemployment status he had caused him to follow the vague messages, only to realized that all he experienced may not be a dream. The myth of supernatural tied green eyes is so strong that it even extends to the social negativity of green-colored contacts in this subrub. Telling everyone what he experienced in the suburb when people frowned upon those with supernatural ties? It would be harder to navigate after Tama discovered that it was real. Now, how is he going to use it? Considering Tama's unemployment status and nosy neighbors plus friends that could be heard from half a mile, well....

The world you know doesn't exist anymore... Relics, items created by the collection of human memories from ancient history and folktales descended on the world and wreaked havoc, causing an apocalypse level event that threatened the extinction of humanity. In the year 785 AR (After Relics) Ace Shadows, a member of the world's deadliest group of assassins decides to go on an adventure and puts together a group of talented individuals to journey across the globe to uncover the truth behind the great apocalypse 800 years ago...

Suddenly, at the stroke of midnight, magic happen and hundreds of notifications started popping up on the screen. Barry's trades took off in a way that defied all logic with profits soaring on a larger scale. He was earning billions of dollars per second. After the first second, he earned $10.42 billion. After a minute, he made $625 billion. After an hour, Barry made over $37.5 Trillion. Barry continued to sleep, unaware his laptop was blowing up with unimaginable wealth....