Fake Heiress

In a world that is defined by power, Lance stands out as the only enigma-nap, with no visible aim and a razor-sharp tongue. This lazy, sharp-tongued orphan, however, hides under the indifferent face a very sharp mind and single terrifying thought: 'Can I become a god?' He transforms that rather weird obsession into an obstinate path for becoming the controller of the very texture of society. Thus, in walking such cunning schemes, he really very well plans the things in a manner that all those who will be caught in the web don't know how they got entrapped. Ranging from the shadowy syndicates to ancient bloodlines vying for supremacy, everyone is just another piece on his board. Evelyn, heiress to a legacy now crumbling, has her own fights. Mysteriously, both parents vanished in relation to a top-secret research project. The thing preventing total destruction of the family's an ancient curse: utter ruin to any that lay a hand upon this bloodline-the protection has already started to fade. In a fateful meet with Lance, Evelyn would acquire an artifact capable of giving unimaginable superhuman powers. But one condition binds their uneasy alliance: equivalent exchange. Such were destined to forge alliances as well as betray and cut secret deals, and in such noise, Lance discovers the buried legacy of his own blod, a legacy that perhaps holds the key to his grand ambition towards godhood. Bloodlines are unveiled, as underground superhuman races come to light, and as secret organizations revealed their own conspiracy towards ascendencion. Lance sacrifices pawns in a larger game that only he can see in every moves. Even gods bleed. Will Lance maneuvers his enemies to rise to the throne of immortality or will his cold calculations be trumped by love, betrayal, and the unraveling secrets of his past?.

"Drink up, brother," they said, passing me the poisoned wine. In my first life, I was the fool who conquered an empire only to hand it to my family on a silver platter. My reward? A silver goblet laced with nightshade, a dagger between my ribs, and the sound of my own brothers laughing as I choked on my own blood. They seized my throne, slaughtered my loyalists, and completely erased my legacy. Then, I blinked. I wasn't lying on the cold stone floor of a locked treasury. I was standing in the middle of the Grand Pavilion, ten years earlier, holding the exact same golden chalice. Julian was right next to me, patting my shoulder with his fake, loving smile. The universe had hit rewind. My body is ten years younger. My vast mana pools are gone, reduced to a flickering spark. I am physically a weak, untrained prince surrounded by apex predators. But I remember everything. Every hidden treasure, every forbidden spell, every upcoming disaster, and exactly how each of my brothers breathes. They think I am still their naive, easily manipulated pawn. They have no idea that the gentle prince died in that treasury—and a monster woke up in his place. I’m not going to fight them for this rotting kingdom. I'm going to let them starve. I will cross into the forbidden lands, awaken a dark system, and build an empire so terrifying it will swallow theirs whole. My name is Kaelen. They wanted my throne, but they will drown in their own blood to reach it.

Jay Elric is a broke misfit with a brilliant mind and a secret he can’t explain—he can hear people’s thoughts. As a cybersecurity student at Silverton Tech, Jay stays under the radar, spending his nights as a mysterious hacker known only as Mindfire. He exposes corrupt companies, reroutes dark money to shelters, and leaks secrets the world isn’t ready to see. No one knows who he really is—until someone does. After hacking into a fake charity linked to a growing drug ring, Jay receives a chilling message from a mysterious underground group: The Neural Rebellion. They know who he is. They’ve been watching him. And they want him on their side. When Jay lands a suspicious job at Virexon Corp—a powerful tech-security firm with clean labs and dirty secrets—he discovers the company is deeply involved in experimental drugs, human testing, and neural manipulation. The same corporation is behind a silent war on the minds of the poor, the imprisoned, and the forgotten. Now caught between two worlds, Jay must infiltrate Virexon while working with The Neural Rebellion, a team of rogue hackers and gifted misfits, each with strange abilities like his own. But Virexon is watching him too, and they know more about his past—and his powers—than he ever imagined. As the lines blur between technology and control, justice and vengeance, Jay must choose: stay hidden, or burn the system from the inside out. Because the real war isn’t just for power—it’s for the human mind.

He was born a traitor’s son. The academy branded him a failure. But an ancient king’s soul calls him Master. Seventeen year old Kael Ashford arrives at the prestigious Dragonspire Academy with nothing but a patched tunic and the heavy burden of his family's disgraced name. Branded as the son of the kingdom’s ultimate traitor, he expects to be rejected during the public Bonding Ceremony. He expects to return to his starving border village in shame. He does not expect a legendary, midnight-scaled black dragon,a beast thought to be dead for centuries,to crash through the glass dome, bow in absolute submission, and call him "Your Majesty." Before Kael can claim his destiny, a cloaked assassin slits the dragon's throat, and a forbidden royal crest burns itself permanently into Kael's chest. Sentenced to the damp, rotten Discard Dorms with the academy’s lowest failures, Kael quickly realizes the dragon isn’t completely gone,its powerful consciousness is alive inside his mind, acting as a secret mentor. To survive the murderous gaze of Headmaster Vance and the cold, vengeful blade of the brilliant Lyra Voss, Kael must fake his weakness while secretly siphoning forbidden magic. But as he uses a stolen silver key to unlock the ancient, hidden ruins built directly beneath the school, he uncovers a dark laboratory that shatters the history of the kingdom. Deep within the academy's forbidden underbelly stands a cage of pure magical energy. And resting inside it, is a boy who shares his exact face,a perfect duplicate whose pitch-black eyes are wide awake, whispering a dark warning that will change everything.

She thought she was using him. He'd been searching for her for twelve years. "Listen carefully," Diana Morrison's voice cuts through the study like ice. "These are the terms of our marriage arrangement, and they are non-negotiable." Marcus Hayes sits across from her in his worn suit, agreeing to every humiliating condition without protest. Separate bedrooms. No physical contact. Divorce after one year. "Do you have any backbone at all?" Diana demands, frustrated by his compliance. What she doesn't know: Marcus is the Supreme God of War of West America, commander of armies, controller of trillion-dollar empires. Twelve years ago, a starving orphan boy received kindness from a young girl who shared her meager lunch. He never forgot her. Now that girl stands before him—cold, calculating, believing she's trapped a desperate nobody in a fake marriage to escape her family's control. "Perhaps I am desperate," Marcus admits softly. "But not in the way you think." When the Romano and Bennett families attack, when her business crumbles, when assassins lurk in shadows—Marcus moves like the warrior he is, leaving enemies broken and allies in awe. "Who are you?" Diana whispers, watching him dismantle threats with surgical precision. Marcus's slight smile holds secrets that could reshape nations. "I'm your husband." She thought their contract marriage had an expiration date. She has no idea the Supreme God of War never lets go of what's his. He spent twelve years building an empire to be worthy of protecting her. Now he'll spend a lifetime proving she was always meant to be his.

In the first apocalypse timeline, he trusted the wrong people, gave away what little he had, and was betrayed when food became more valuable than human life. Death came quietly—without heroism, without meaning. Then time rewound. Kyle wakes minutes before the world collapses, reborn with all his memories intact—and a system no one else possesses: the Infinite Supplies System. Food. Water. Weapons. A private Paradise Space untouched by ruin. But abundance comes with a rule carved in cold logic: nothing is free. Supplies can only be unlocked through Emotional Function Points. As cities fall and boys’ survivor zones are wiped out, a sealed girls’ campus becomes an island of desperation. Kyle alone can move freely through the apocalypse. He doesn’t force obedience. He waits. Hunger does the work. Cleaning earns meals. Labor earns water. Emotion—fear, shame, gratitude, desire—determines how much. Six girls stand at the center of this fragile balance: a campus beauty hiding terror behind smiles, an ice-cold strategist who refuses to beg, a fallen heiress desperate to reclaim control, an arrogant provocateur who thrives on chaos, a kind healer who sacrifices herself too easily, and a hardened survivor who refuses to be owned. Between them, alliances form and fracture. Submission becomes strategy. Strategy becomes betrayal. Kyle’s relationships with them are never simple. He is their provider, their ruler, their shield—and, increasingly, their moral problem. As the system rewards cruelty more efficiently than kindness, Kyle begins to realize a terrifying truth: the system doesn’t care about survival. It cares about consumption. When outside survivor factions finally make contact and the system escalates beyond Kyle’s control, he is forced to choose—declare himself sovereign over a starving world, or challenge the very system that keeps everyone alive. And the system is already watching how he decides.

He watched his family die through a crack in the kitchen wall. At seventeen, Miguel Ramirez learned that survival and innocence never leave the same room together. By sunrise, he buried his parents, his sister, and the boy he used to be. He crossed the border into America with fake papers, borrowed hope, and one promise carved into his bones: one day, he would find the man responsible. Twenty-five years later, Miguel is no longer the boy who hid. He is Michael Reyes, billionaire developer, political donor, husband, father, one of LA's most respected men. But behind the tailored suits and charity galas, he is El Fantasma: the ghost, the invisible architect of an empire powerful enough to move money, governments, and men without leaving fingerprints. Then, at a gala in London, he sees him. Julian Vane. The man who stood in his childhood home and gave the order that destroyed his family is alive, smiling beside ministers and central bank officials like murder was just another investment. Miguel should kill him. Instead, he starts digging and finds something worse than revenge. The massacre in Chiapas wasn't random. His entire life was designed. His rise inside the criminal empire known as The Circle was engineered before he crossed the border. His closest friend, Diego, wasn't sent to save him, he was sent to deliver him. And the man who built him into a weapon was not just his mentor. He was his father. Now Miguel is hunted by the network that made him, betrayed by everyone he trusted, and forced to ask whether the life he built was ever truly his,especially with Elena Vega, sent to watch him, who stayed because she chose him. He survived his enemies. He may not survive his family.