Faking It With Damien Black

Three years ago, Drake, the legendary Asura Marshal, was the shield of the nation. But at the height of his glory, he was betrayed by the High Council and poisoned with the "Yin-Soul Toxin," leaving him crippled and powerless. To survive, he became the "trash" son-in-law of the Vance family. For one thousand days, he endured the world’s mockery. He was forced to eat scraps, sleep in a shed, and watch as his "wife" was insulted by arrogant young masters. The world thought the Dragon had become a worm. They were wrong. The three-year limit has expired. The poison is suppressed. The Dragon has opened his eyes. "Three years ago, you took my power. Today, I take your lives." With the Black Dragon Card in his pocket and the world’s most elite Legion at his back, Drake begins his bloody march to the Capital. The "trash" son-in-law? He is the world's richest man. The "cripple"? He can shatter mountains with a single finger. The "beggar"? He is the God of War who makes Emperors kneel. Step by step, Drake will reclaim his throne. And this time, he won’t stop until the Capital is dyed red.

"Kill it! It's a defect! A stain like that has no right to exist in our city!" I looked at the small, pathetic puddle of black ink at my feet. The High Inquisitor’s laughter echoed through the hall, followed by the mocking sneers of the elite. My family’s last hope was crushed. My rank was zero. My future was a death sentence. But as the guard’s boot came down to crush my "beast," the world went cold. "Don't," I whispered. It was too late. The shadow didn't die. It opened its mouth. One gulp. That was all it took for a Rank-B knight to vanish into the darkness. In a world where Beast Tamers are kings and ranks are law, I was born a zero. They called my summon a "Formless Blob." They sentenced us to death before we could even breathe. Little did they know, my beast isn't from this world. It doesn't have a rank because the system can't measure the Abyss. It doesn't have a limit because it grows by eating everything they hold dear. Ranks? Social status? Respect? My shadow is hungry. And today, the elites are on the menu.

In the darkest corners of Marseille, where hope sinks faster than a rusted anchor, an overdose should have been the end for Jean Valéry. But for this broken Navy veteran, death was only a doorway. He awoke with another soul burning within him—that of the Black Sea Alchemist, the failed guardian of Atlantis, whispering of ancient magic and the vengeance of the deep. Every corner of the Old Port is now his laboratory, every drop of polluted saltwater an ingredient for deadly potions and poisons. Fractured memories guide him, while a raw and dangerous alchemical power demands release. But Marseille is not only a haven for crime bosses. Deep within its murky waters, an ancient power has awakened, demanding accountability for the failures of his past reincarnations. To save the city, he must first seize it from the grip of the underworld. To atone for the sins of the past, he must become a monster in the present. This is not a story about the rise of a hero. This is a story of transmutation—how a broken man is melted down in the crucible of magic, malice, and destiny. The question isn't whether he will survive, but what he will become afterward: an unbeatable crime king, or a protector damned by the sea?

Everyone in Chicago thought Keith Cross was nothing—a discarded war hero turned human blood bank for his in-laws. His wife called him a leech, her mother demanded he donate or die, and her new lover promised to "drain him dry." But what they didn’t know? That “worthless freeloader” they mocked… was the Miracle Doctor they’d been desperately begging to save their dying son. “You think you can throw me out like trash?” Keith says with a slow, deadly smirk. “You’ve been living off my charity this entire time.” When Keith flashes his black VIP card, the world shifts. Elite restaurant managers fall to their knees. Security guards bow. And his ex-wife? She drops to the floor, begging for mercy after publicly calling him a busboy in disguise. “You said I was a blood bag,” Keith says, towering over her. “Funny. You never asked whose blood ran this city's veins.” She called him weak. He became untouchable. Now he’s back—to take everything they stole, and leave them gasping in the dust of his name.

Lucas Moreau spent three years as a live-in son-in-law to the Beaumont family — enduring daily humiliations, silent cruelties, and the slow erosion of his self-worth. When his wife, Céleste, betrays him in the most devastating way possible, Lucas walks out with nothing but his name. Or so he believes. That same night, a silver-haired man in a black Bentley finds him on the rain-slicked streets of Paris. The message is simple: Lucas's estranged grandfather, the patriarch of the Moreau dynasty — one of the oldest and wealthiest families in France — is dying, and he wants Lucas home. Armed with a centuries-old fortune, a brilliant mind sharpened by years of humiliation, and a fury that refuses to cool, Lucas does not simply reclaim his birthright. He dismantles every person who ever looked down at him — piece by piece, deal by deal, smile by cold, calculated smile. But as Lucas rises, he finds an unexpected compass in Isabelle Fontaine — a sharp-tongued master pastry chef who refuses to be impressed by wealth and sees through every one of his carefully constructed walls. In a world of glass towers and old grudges, can Lucas keep his humanity? Or will the hunger for revenge consume the one thing worth having?

Andrew Chappatti is nothing. To the Ciaro family, Boston's most powerful crime dynasty, he's a nameless handyman who fixes electronics and keeps his head down. Married to the don's favorite daughter, Emilia, as a dying wish, he's spent two years as an invisible, unconsummated husband. A joke. A pauper. A nobody. But when the city's most dangerous drug lord, Lesner, crashes Mrs. Ciaro's birthday party and claims Emilia as his bride, Andrew does something no one expects: he stands up and calls her his wife. Humiliated and broken, Andrew runs into the night. That's when the black SUVs arrive. Dragged to a hidden mansion, Andrew discovers the truth his father died to protect: he's not a handyman. He's the heir to the Chappatti Cartel, the most feared criminal empire the world has ever seen. And tonight, a hundred men in red bow to him as their leader. Lesner thinks he's taking Emilia in three days. He doesn't know who he's dealing with. The underrated son-in-law is about to become the most dangerous man in Boston. ---

Dive into a world where darkness reigns and a boy with lightning eyes holds the key to survival. Ten, born as the last dragon’s fire fades, wields its magical Tears, a power that lifts him skyward and shakes the earth. In the Four Kingdoms—Aethervale’s archers, Dracolys’ spellbladers, Ironcrag’s warhammers, and Starhollow’s staff-bearers ,a colossal, gorilla-like VOID unleashes lightning-fast Vocans, tearing villages apart. The dragon’s golden scales crumble, its ash whispering secrets, while Ten faces trials in the Forbidden Garden’s glowing pools, guarded by the fierce Therha. Helena, a warrior’s daughter snatched by the cunning Veyra, fights to break free, her bond with Ten sparking hope. Kenal, a traitor with a crooked smile, opens rifts with his cursed staff, serving the VOID’s dark will. As the Eternal Cave hums with ancient power, Ten’s eyes turn black, a mark tying him to the enemy. Will he save the kingdoms or fall to the VOID’s grip? With battles raging, tears falling, and a dragon’s legacy at stake, this epic tale of courage, betrayal, and sacrifice will grip you from the first page to the last breathtaking stand.

When the game becomes reality, can a champion survive? Marco Rossi was the War God—undefeated champion of Sky Game. Then the screen went black, and he woke up bleeding in a forest, trapped in the body of Derek, a despised half-orc left for dead. "You're trash, half-breed! Your kind shouldn't exist!" In a world where warriors are mocked as worthless cannon fodder, Marco makes an impossible choice: embrace the weakest class. When divine light marks him as the first warrior in a millennium to receive the War God's true blessing, everything changes. "Impossible," the knight captain whispers, watching his unbreakable armor shatter. "Nothing at Level 1 can—" But Marco knows something they don't. He remembers the real warrior techniques—the devastating combos, the forgotten skills that once made warriors supreme. "Warriors aren't weak," Marco says quietly, his training sword at the knight's throat. "They never were. You've just been fighting broken shadows of what we're supposed to be." Now he must prove the impossible: that the most mocked profession can become the most feared. The War God has returned. And he's only Level 1.

Tiana thought she had risen to the top and no longer needed her poor husband – Jalen. Jalen is humiliated, divorced and kicked out of the house. As if to stamp the final seal, Tiana pulls out a check from her purse. She extends it towards him. “Three million dollars,” she said. “For everything. Take it and leave.” But fate has a different story install for her. She doesn’t know her so-called poor husband is a secret billionaire; the one who secretly pushed her to the level she is now. After casting Jalen away, life begins to happen; life handed her a bitter dose of reality. Now struggling to keep her company, Black Blossom, afloat, she finds herself standing in front of the one man she never imagined she’d see again... her ex-husband, now a powerful billionaire. “How are you the president of this company?” she whispered, eyes wide. Jalen’s lips curved. “You left me broken. Now you’re here for crumbs.” Old wounds reopen. Pride clashes with regret. But what happens when the tables turn and the man she once walked away from now holds the key to her breakthrough?

Ten years ago, Alex ran away from his cutthroat bloodline to be a good, normal man. His goodness earned him a grave. Alex Carter died in the ashes of a burning warehouse—or so his treacherous wife, Lisa, and his backstabbing best friend, Marcus, believed. Pinned beneath a burning beam, Alex watched the woman he loved turn her back and walk away, leaving him to burn so she could steal his company and his life. What Lisa didn’t know was that the humble, hardworking husband she betrayed was hiding a terrifying secret. He is Alexander Sterling, the runaway heir to the Sterling Consortium—a shadow economy worth quintillions that secretly controls the world's banks, governments, and armies. Now, pulled from the wreckage by his ruthless billionaire grandfather, Alex has spent six months forging his broken body into a weapon. Armed with the black Sterling Apex Card—a legendary artifact granting absolute, untrackable global power—he returns to the city that forgot him. Lisa and Marcus think they’ve won the world. But at their multi-million-dollar victory gala, the doors are about to lock. The music is about to stop. And the man they murdered is about to walk in and buy their entire existence in ten seconds.