Fantôme

"Boss, we couldn't find her" "Boss?" Lana was surprised at the way Nathaniel was referred to. "You are the Boss they were taking about?" Nathaniel raised a brow "Yes, anything wrong with that? If there's nothing please excuse me, I've got something important to take care of" And he left just like that, like she was never someone important to him at a point in time. ** Nathaniel was ready to sell even his soul if it meant making his girlfriend satisfied. He was a poor man who only had to make do with his work at the night bar but because of his demanding girlfriend, he had to work several jobs in order to make ends meet. Everything was going well until he saw his girlfriend walk into the hotel he was working at with another man. As if it wasn't enough that she was cheating on him, she wasn't even guilty and even mocked him for being poor. He left the hotel heartbroken and it was at that moment a payment of several billions of dollars was made to him. In the midst of his confusion, an Ashton Martin stopped in front of him and some men in black stepped out. "Young master, finally you've been found" turns out he was the lost son of a Billionaire Mafia Don. Now with him at the very top, it was his turn to make people dance to his tune.

Deep in my heart I yearned to be a player in tales of adventure, but I have buried this selfish desire with the obligation I have put upon myself to my fellow man. So, I decided to dedicate my time, my effort, my LIFE to my work in the hopes that I would be of help to my fellow man. But in a twist of fate the people I wished to help have turned on me. This left me broken with a hole in my mind and heart, but my resolve would not waver. Like every failure from before, I began to pick up the shattered pieces of myself and attempted to put myself back together, but suddenly I am reminded of what I truly wanted. ADVENTURE. To see the world and experience all that I could. Be it through fear, cold, or even nightmarish hardships. I WILL HAVE AN ADVENTURE. These 5 words rang out in my subconscious and with-it fate had turned, and I now find myself in an unknown place, my memories fractured, and my body changed? "WHERE THE HELL AM I?!" Now in an unknown world and with very few memories. Our protagonist will venture forth to find himself. The time it will take, what will occur, and even how will he be changed are all questions that run behind every tale. But interestingly, other tales run in parallel with him. They will cross paths and sparks will fly as numerous as the stars.

“Look at this cockroach!” Johnson sneered, pacing around Max like a predator sizing up his prey. “You think you can fight me? You’ve been scurrying in the dirt your whole life!” Laughter erupted from the crowd. “He’s about to get squashed!” someone shouted. “Yeah, show him who’s boss, Johnson!” another chimed in. Johnson flexed his arms dramatically, turning to the crowd. “This rat thinks he’s a lion now, huh?” he spat, pointing at Max. “But all I see is a mangy stray dog, begging for scraps!” The crowd whooped and hollered, eagerly anticipating the fight. “You’re nothing but a street mutt,” Johnson continued, his voice brimming with arrogance. “I’ve trained with the best, and you? You’ve been running from garbage collectors your whole life!” Max stepped forward, his gaze steady, though his heart raced. “You talk too much,” he muttered, squaring his shoulders. “Let’s just get this over with.” Max was dumped by his girlfriend, just because he was poor.But his life turned upside down when at police station, he gets to know that he is not a common man, but a trillionaire heir .

“Aria, don't make me lose it. I’m talking about Ethan. Our three-year-old son who is living abroad.” Max reminded her. “Umm…Max, I get that your pocket is empty, but does your brain have to be empty, too? I mean, how could you believe in the existence of a child you’ve never seen? Like how?” Aria asked, seemingly stunned by Max’s dumbness. Max, still not able to comprehend the situation, asked, “So, are you saying our son is not abroad?” “Dumbass, she’s saying there is no son! There have never been! Gosh, how are you so slow?” Ava wondered, shaking her head in disbelief. ***** For three years, Maximilian Stratford, the CEO of PetroVista, a trillion dollar oil and gas group of companies, hid his identity to win a challenge against his grandpa's. For three years, he lived with his in-law, enduring insults and humiliation. For three years, he loved blindly believing in the existence of a son that doesn't exist. For three years, he worked hard to provide for the child, doing menial jobs he had no idea existed until now. Now he knows everything and is ready for revenge against his wife and her family …but they was a reason his grandpa gave him such a challenge, which he failed to realize in those years. What is the reason? Will he ever be able to find out and properly get his revenge?

“You would have been dead without me Raiden! I own you!” Morgana snapped after slapping Raiden on the face in front of Selene. Amidst blood oozing from his mouth, Raiden managed to mutter, “I'm sorry”  In a world where power is dictated by strength and riches, Raiden, once the fierce war general Flocki, has been reduced to the “weak son-in-law” of the ruthless Elthorn Clan.  Mocked, humiliated, and manipulated, Raiden is forced to mask his true power, hiding his past life’s skills to protect himself from unseen enemies both outside and within the Elthorn clan. But when Lady Morgana, the clan’s scheming matriarch, sends him on a suspicious mission, Raiden stumbles into a web of dark magic, betrayal and power  that tests his every limit. Yet, fate has more in store for him. Beneath his quiet strength lies a power from the past yearning to be unleashed. Driven by revenge and haunted by his past, Raiden embarks on a dangerous path to master forbidden arts and unlock secrets that can either forge his legacy or bury him for good.  But as he faces deadly foes, encounters shadowy allies, and unearths hidden power, one question looms: will Raiden rise to claim his destiny, or be forever bound to the chains of his own history? In this gripping tale of deception, redemption, and fierce determination, Raiden’s journey to reclaim his strength will push him to the edge of fate itself.

Among them a boy with sharp eyes and untamed hair, no older than sixteen. Lin Dong. Whispers rise around him. “The failure of the Lin family…” “His father lost everything to Lin Langtian.” But Lin Dong says nothing. His jaw tightens, his fists curl. “I’ll make them remember my name.” The gong strikes. The test begins. One by one, disciples unleash their Yuan Power, glowing faintly with light. When Lin Dong steps forward silence. He places his palm on the stone pillar. Nothing. No glow. No tremor. Just cold stone. Laughter ripples through the crowd. Lin Langtian, his older cousin, smirks from afar already a martial prodigy, already chosen by the clan elders. But Lin Dong’s eyes don’t lower. There’s something burning behind them something feral. That night, he runs into the mountains, fists bleeding, shouting into the dark. “If the heavens won’t give me power, I’ll take it myself!” Lightning flashes and the earth trembles. From beneath the ancient roots, a strange stone talisman rises glowing with ancient runes. The air hums, trees bow, and the mountain itself seems to breathe. Lin Dong stares at it, breathless. The talisman pulses once… twice… then melts into his palm. His eyes widen his veins blaze with golden light. And somewhere, deep within the realm of spirits… something wakes up. “Finally… someone worthy.”

"You will regret this day, Alexia. You chose Raymond over me after everything I've done for you. No problem. It's your life after all. But karma is real, Alexia. Just remember this." These were Brian's last words before storming out. Brian's life had always jumped from one difficulty to another and he was always ridiculed by his peers because he was poor. Worse, his girlfriend whom he thought loved him chose him over a richer guy. And as if things couldn't get any worse, he was attacked. But that day marked the change of his life after being saved by some men. He discovered he was the heir of the highest-ranking family in the city who were thought to have been wiped out of existence. With his newfound wealth and power, Brian makes sure all those who ridiculed him get what they deserve. And he must overcome the obstacles on his path to rising from Pitiful to Powerful while keeping his identity concealed. *** "We are not here to tell these stories. Brian, you and your mother are here because you are both Addams." "But you are not just an Addams. You are the heir of the Addams family. A/N: This is my first time writing in this genre, so the first few chapters may feel off or cliche, but I promise that as you read on deeper, the book becomes better and you'll love it. Thanks.

Steven spent years of his life as the perfect husband—loyal, self-sacrificing, and always putting his wife, Nora, first.  What he didn't know was that all of that would be destroyed in one night when someone from the past returned. Ryan Thomas—Nora's ex-boyfriend. The man she thought she had forgotten... but who never really left Nora's heart and memory. With a fake smile and feigned kindness, Ryan slowly poisoned Nora's mind. Accusations, insults, and suspicions. All were hurled at Steven—a man who never even defended himself. Until one day, after being thoroughly humiliated, Steven said only one sentence: "I'll let you see who you're really looking down on." Then the divorce happened. And the world saw something unimaginable: Steven is not an ordinary man. He is the heir and owner of a global business empire that even the president must respect. The man who had been trampled on all this time... turned out to be a giant who was deliberately hiding. When Steven returned to his true identity, the world was shaken. That was his time to do revenge on them. And only one person was unprepared to face that reality—Nora. While Steven rose to the height of his power, Nora sank into regret that could never be undone. She pursued him. She charmed him. She begged him. But Steven just stared at her coldly and said: "From now on, consider me never yours."

Born into a noble family and endowed with tremendous power, exceptional talent, and unparalleled physical attractiveness, one might assume these qualities to be blessings. However, are they truly advantageous or rather a curse? Allen Frey, a young man destined to inherit the illustrious lineage of Duke Frey in the Kingdom of Eldoria, finds himself entangled in this very predicament. Given his extraordinary social standing and the multitude of advantages at his disposal, it seems inevitable that Allen will lead a prosperous life and ascend to greatness in due course. What if this perceived fortune is merely an intricate facade, perpetually deceiving him at every twist and turn? What if it's all an elaborate lie? A hero summoned from another world with the mission to vanquish the Demon Emperor ultimately becomes the perpetrator, stripping Allen of everything he holds dear—his fiancée, sister, power, strength, and all that he possessed. Does this constitute fate? Even the figure known as the "Hero" ultimately eradicated his very existence. Can this be considered justice? In the final moments of his life, he gazed upward at the serene sky, mustering every ounce of strength to reach out his trembling hand. "Oh, God! Are you truly so merciless as to shatter my life?" "Can... Can you grant me an opportunity to alter this cruel destiny?!" He cried out, his voice strained, tears streaming down his face, and gradually he closed his weary eyes. [Ding! Fate Fighting System Successfully Bound!]

George was your normal average guy on the street, doing the bare minimum, barely keeping his grades at the university afloat while dating the girl he loved. His life was simple but he loved it. Not for long though. It all changed after the sudden death of his parents in a ghastly car accident on the day he was supposed to graduate out of the university. On that day, George lost everything, not just his parents. “George, I heard your parents died in an accident, sorry”. “I wanted to inform you that Harley asked me out at the convocation”. “Of course I accepted, so that’s it, we’re done”. On that same day, he lost his girlfriend, his everything and life suddenly lost meaning to George. He lost the motivation to live. ‘This is my fate’. He thought. At the verge of giving up on living when he thought it was all over, a beautiful red-haired girl with chubby cheeks visited him. “You’re George Churchill right?” “Your grandfather sent this to you”. A system, stuck inside a visafone! The next day, George woke up to his mysterious family inheritance that enables him to do what he loves best, capturing cute pet and majestic beast pictures for a living. The only difference this time was, with each successful mission and capture, the mysterious visafone pays him real money…, real money! George’s life changed! “Perhaps, my fate is not that of misery afterall”.