Evil Inside Us

He woke in a stranger’s bed with a system in his skull, a son-in-law title on his tongue, and a missing shard that can rewrite who you are. Arin Voss opens his eyes inside Voss Manor with no memory of how he died, and a cold voice in his head called the Protocol that gives him missions and penalties. To survive he must play the role he’s been handed, marry into power, and chase Tessera, a stolen memory shard that can erase or sell a person’s past. As he hunts, he slips between two dangerous alliances. Evelyn, the ice-smart heiress, offers politics and protection. Maris, a smoky broker from the docks, offers heat and truth. Both pull him toward very different futures. When brokers start dying and the Protocol’s orders threaten to cut away pieces of his life, Arin faces a choice. Obey the machine and trade his identity for safety, or tear the system down and risk being erased for good. Legacy, lust, and lies converge in a high-stakes game where memory is currency, and love might be the only leverage left.

He was the world’s top gamer—the undefeated champion of Kingdom War Online. But moments after claiming his final victory, he died… only to awaken inside the game—as the very villain everyone wants dead. Now reborn as Lord Virex, the last boss fated to fall, he holds all his memories, strategies, and battle instincts—but none of the player perks. Worse, he’s stuck in the body of a tyrant hated by the world, with an endgame war looming that promises his destruction. His only shot at survival? Break the rules, rewrite the story, and conquer the world before it conquers him. With cunning, charisma, and sheer dominance, Lord Virex begins gathering powerful female war generals—once enemies, now loyal to him alone. Each one is deadly. Each one desires him. And each one holds the key to changing fate itself. But the deeper he goes, the more secrets he uncovers… and the closer the real enemies draw. In a world where betrayal lurks behind beauty and every move could trigger the end, can the villain become the true king?

The dying star pulsed, it’s heart on the verge of collapse. Twelve figures, cloaked in unimaginable power, stood amidst its final throes. On one side, six beings (the angels) blazed with light so intense, it dwarfed the star's dying brilliance. Across from them, five figures (the demons)exuded a chilling darkness, a black hole's silent hunger, their very presence accelerating the star's demise. And in the center of this cosmic ballet of light and shadow, stood Reaper. He seemed to absorb the dying star's essence, his form cloaked in a darkness deeper than any of the others, a living embodiment of the star's final, terrible scream. But then, the things discussed were by no means simple, the fate of the world was resting on their soundless star toppling discussion. The intensity of the conversation loomed above the star like an omen of death, accelerating it's death even further. Suddenly, the figure in the middle broke the sacred rule, yelling in a language that speaks for all, his voice was like the rushing of a mighty wind. I Reaper, will dethrone and destroy that God, make him pay for neglecting us all and if you don't join me, you will all suffer the same fate. The faces of the angels and demons -a vortex of light and darkness- went grim as they moved to strike down the tyrannical being. But before they could, Reaper, the demon of death and chaos was gone. Our story...begins here.

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

After dying during a failed buttocks enlargement, Jasmine who just won a contest as the most beautiful lady in the was reincarnated in the opposite of who she was in her formal life. As the ugliest baby on earth, Ugly-face must achieve his eartly target, or be send back to hell... What is Ugly-face babbling about?" Alicia asked as she make a face at me, pinch my left cheek and said, "you can smile as long as you like. I am not a fans of yours, and your smile can't change my mind." "Let's go and play with other children. His bizarre smiling is giving me chills," Betty announced, hissed and walked off. "Will you play with him for a while?" Alice asked Alicia. "No chance, buddy. I can't touch that thing with six feet long pole," Alicia answered back, peeked at my face and let out, "babies smiles are supposed to make someone to feel relaxed, but your smilling is giving us chills." Alicia left, and I was left alone with Alice who keeps smiling back at me. "Give me your hand, sweetheart," I mumbled as I stretched my right hand towards her. "Poor baby... He is lonely and want me to carry him." "Yes, Babe. Carry me up and plant a wet kiss on my lips."

In CALEB'S ASCENSION TO POWER, nobody can be trusted because the more you look, the less you see. Caleb was a Billionaire from the richest family in the city but in his quest for true love, he decided to live in disguise as a poor man working in another city. He met Jenny who he married thinking she was the right one for him until he caught her sleeping with his boss who did it to humiliate him. She divorced him and in anger, he decided to go back to his real identity but unknown to Jenny, he had been the one secretly helping her to grow her business but she discovered it too late but she was ready to do anything to win him back. The night before Caleb returned to his family, he received a cryptic text from an unknown person warning him not to trust anyone in his family. Caleb returned home to discover there was a conspiracy against his life within his family and also a power tussle for the family company. On his first return, he was shot in an unsuccessful assassination attempt. Caleb returned from the hospital a changed person who refused to be fooled by the sweetness of the people around him including his father. Journey with us in CALEB'S ASCENSION TO POWER as he uncovers the conspiracies behind him and the people who want him dead.

Lord Dryk and all his followers were defeated centuries ago. Or so the white mages believed until the reincarnation of his very own mistress, Ramona and her campaign to resurrect the dark lord. Yet darkness could return without the promise of a savior. Wayne a mage born without the gift was shipped off to stay with his uncle Alard and his daughter Calley, another abomination to the line of magic, while his father goes off with the other mages to find the savior and bring an end to the campaign of Ramona. But in the rarest of times, when no one expected, Wayne’s gift awakened, not in the manner which everyone thought it would be, and no one sensed it except Alard, yet that wasn’t all, Calley also awakened the gift like every other mage in history attracting the eyes of both good and evil, forging the prophecy to take a form no one saw coming and with it, the beginning of a long-avoided war. *** “I am tired of waiting for saviors, Fifteen years they have searched and found nothing. My father risks his life on a prophecy that may be empty. And we sit here like sheep, praying some child will appear to save us.” “In the old tales, it was not only mages who broke Dyrk’s host at the Battle of Broken Chains. It was the swords of men, thousands of them held the line while the archmages sang their spells. Common steel bought the world its freedom when magic faltered. If this Ramona comes again, let her face more than spells. Let her face men who will not wait for miracles.” Alard studied him for a long moment, something unreadable moving behind his eyes. “And what would you have, nephew?” “Train me,” Wayne said.

There are eight celestial realms of power with celestial civilization living peacefully until the Athearians stole the celestial stone of power ushering a great war. Seven outstanding heroes reign from the war. Thus, the god murdock made these warriors god guardians to protect a thousand worlds, giving them seven different colored celestial Mana stones, each filled with unlimited powerful Mana of magic known as the philosopher’s stones according to their rank, and task. The first guardian was known as NEPHILEN EBUBE, the green armored God guardian of giant forest. AMADEUS AMADURA, the red-armored God of war. Elemental, the white armored guardian Goddess of all elements. DESTINY, the blue-armored guardian of fear, fate, and destiny. GATE KEEPER the brown armored keeper of time and space. LIFE, the Golden God guardian of science, technology, and knowledge. The seventh guardian was called CHAOS he black armored God guardian of chaos, evil and terror. Vondor the Dark Lord of the Netherworld had only one wish, to unite all parallel thousand worlds which includes earth as his centre command with the seven stones into one army, invade the god system realm, and rule as absolute power. To fulfill his grand wish, he summoned his eight prince-sons and chose one named Deus and his son Soren who send thousands dungeons of monsters to invade the earth. The rise of human hunters with abilities to wage war against the monsters Eren has the ability- king of monsters because within his veins the blood of lineage of netherians Netherworld. The bloodline of a god and a human will undertake a journey to gather six heroes from six worlds known as the guardian Inheritors to honor the guardian's final quest from the thousands of worlds and save the seven god guardians to fight a final war against vondor.

A drought struck Malaba and only Kibich could come to its rescue and provide water. Gatamu, the Prince from Kibich headed the project and out of the blue, he fell in love with Peninah, a Ruaki girl. Both communities were against it. In Malaba, it was said to be against tradition, abolished and a taboo. In the Kibich hamlet, the Prince was arranged and bound to marry Silviah, the daughter of Mr. Mamiti, a very influential business man and the assistant provost. The situations left only one option and possibility to save their love and unite the two communities. As said, some curses could and can only be cleansed by blood. There was no better blood suited for that than the royal blood; hence, the prince had to die! He prearranged his own death with the help of his best friend Dr. Kirimi, who also happened to be their family doctor. The prince was killed! Without an heir to the throne, his father, King Matumu took in Peninah as his daughter-in-law, because; inside her was the only heir to the throne. She was pregnant after making love to the Prince. His assumed-death gave birth to a new beginning and era of peace between Malaba and Kibich after which, he came back from the dead!

They broke his bones. They spat on his pride. They left him to die in the gutter. They just made the biggest mistake of their lives. Zolda was nothing—just another piece of street trash in a city ruled by cruel billionaires and ruthless gangsters. But on the verge of death, the heavens blinked. An ancient seal shattered, gifting him the Kunao Inner Eye and the forbidden Legacy of the Divine Healer. Now, Zolda sees what no human can: the flow of blood, the cracks in bones, and the dark secrets rotting inside the elites. He doesn’t need a scalpel to save you, and he doesn’t need a gun to end you. With a flick of his wrist and a single silver needle, he controls life and death. From crushing arrogant young masters at charity galas to battling cyborg assassins and dismantling ancient immortality cults, Zolda is on a warpath. Along with a genius fallen heiress and a deadly assassin-doctor, he’s building an empire on the ruins of his enemies. One hand offers salvation. The other delivers absolute destruction. In a city where money used to be god... Zolda is the new religion. "You have two choices: Get cured, or get crushed. The Emperor is in session."