Fast Learner

“Yeah, I’m sure he’ll be back,” Kaelan said. “We need to leave.” Kaelan picked the four daggers up then headed for the door. The duo left the room and made their way down the stairs. “Huh? Are you leaving?” the innkeepers voice sounded behind them. Two scythe is hand, each connected to chains. “You havent paid your clean up fee. Im sure you two messed up the room with your fun.” Kaelan raised a brow, but Lira spoke first. “How much?” “Ten Sarls.” She didnt complain. She placed it on the front desk beside and asked, “can we leave now?” “Yes, yes. Do come again. I like customers like…” the innkeeper paused. His grip on the scythe got tighter. “Tch, they are back again.” Liras ears twitched, and her hand tightened around her dagger. “They are here,” Kaelan said, while looking around. A shadow moved across the broken window. Then, the door burst inward, splintering at the edges. Three assassins tumbled in, cloaked in black, daggers flashing in the dim light. One lunged straight for Kaelan. Kaelan bent to the side, letting the blade slash past him. He grabbed the table and swung it, smashing the first attacker into the wall. The impact sent dust into the air, and the man groaned. “Hey! My Sarls,” yelled the innkeeper. Glass shattered as assassins came in through the window. “I’m gonna kill ya,” he said and charged at them. Lira was already moving, slicing, dodging. Her attacker was fast, but she was faster. Kaelan tossed a dagger at him. It pierced his neck from behind. Lira turned to him, but he didnt pause. He grabbed the third assassin, swung him like a rag, smashing his back into the wall. Kaelan bolted out the inn and Lira leapt after him.

For ten long years, Ethan lived in the shadows as the outcast of the Sterling family. To Robert and Martha Sterling, he was nothing more than a tool, a disposable cog in the company’s dirty machinery, someone who could be cast aside at any moment to make way for the return of their beloved heir, Liam. When Ethan was thrown out into a stormy night without a single cent to his name, the Sterling family celebrated as if they had won a great victory. They had no idea that the young man they had so easily discarded was the sole owner of Apex Capital, the unseen god of the city’s economy, the one who controlled the very pulse of the world’s financial system. One by one, the fortress of the Sterling family’s wealth began to collapse from within. As Robert and Martha knelt on the marble floor of Apex Tower, tears of regret streaming down their faces, they finally realized a truth far more devastating, the monster destroying their empire was the very blood they had once so cruelly cast aside. But forgiveness was never part of Ethan’s vocabulary. When the secrets of the past came to light and the conspiracy of a global mafia syndicate was exposed, Ethan stood at the top of the pyramid, demanding retribution without mercy.

Caius Cross, trillionaire heir of the cross Estate kept his identity hidden at Kingswell university, the inarguably best and most expensive school in the city filled with aggressive rich spoilt students, to look for the girl in his dream— 'his destiny lover' because at Nineteen, every male child of the Cross would have a the dream— they see their destiny lover, only to find out she was the biggest prey in the entire school. "They will bow at your feet henceforth." Caius swore, "because you're my queen."

Aella “whirlwind” Harlow was looking at the screen of her phone with earbuds on, the live speech of Aniya Rossi in the United Nations. She sighed and mumbled when it ended, “Dumbass… Werewolves accepted by society, protectors, helping Humanity achieve greatness. Yeah, greatness my butt! A good Werewolf is a dead Werewolf! Spoiled brat… Stupid bitch…” She checked her quiver, counting the darts still there. A quick glance at the pistol crossbow on the left side of her belt, and at the Ruger gun inside the holster under her left armpit. Grabbing her faithful Labrys, a double edge axe, was the last thing she did before hearing a howl nearby. Aella frowned and mumbled, “Showtime…” (It is the sequel of "The Flesh-Eating Werewolf", set 20 years in the future, but can be read as a stand alone, but with minor mentions to events in the first story, and some previous characters that will appear in this story.)

In the heart of Paris, Lucien gave his soul to the woman he loved and the kitchen they built together, only to be met with a cold, public execution of his career. Cast out into the pouring rain and stripped of his dignity by Camille, his former partner, Lucien discovers a mysterious holographic interface: the Michelin Love System. Now, with the supernatural power to infuse raw emotion into every dish, he isn't just cooking for stars—he’s cooking for blood. From a run-down bistro to the pinnacle of fine dining, Lucien will make his enemies choke on the very bitterness they served him. In this high-stakes culinary war, the secret ingredient is revenge.

On his twenty first birthday, David Hart’s life changes forever. In the span of a single night, a bizarre event throws him into a world unlike anything he’s ever known…a digital realm that is akin to a game, complete with stats, skills, and level-ups. At first, he believes that leveling up is the key to escaping. That with enough power, he can beat the system and return to the real world. But outside the code, time is running out. A mysterious virus is corrupting the game’s structure, threatening to erase it and David from existence. Trapped in a collapsing simulation, David must fight his way through monsters, mysterious realms, myths, and his own doubts. The rules are cruel. The enemies ever vicious. Can he master the system before it consumes him? Or will he be deleted with the rest?

Ever wondered why isekai protagonists always wake up comfortably in bed, complete with their predecessor's memories and a tearful sister/maid at their side? Well, our hero isn't so lucky. No convenient memory inheritance. No peaceful awakening. No helpful NPC guide. Instead, Kyle opens his eyes to find himself bound and at the mercy of a ruthless sorceress wielding a whip, demanding answers he doesn't have. Zero tutorial, straight to the boss fight. "Talk! Or else…" "Lady, I don't even know who I am!" Trapped in a medieval fantasy world where magic is heresy and the Church hunts practitioners without mercy, Kyle must navigate political intrigue, dodge religious persecution, and somehow survive the schemes of a dangerous sorceress - all while armed with nothing but his wits and a mysteriously acquired AI companion with a talent for unhelpful commentary. Welcome to a fantasy world where: Your enemies are smarter than you Your allies might kill you tomorrow The Church wants you dead And your snarky AI buddy won't stop critiquing your life choices

The world ended in a swirl of violet smog and monsters, but Arga just woke up behind a cash register. In a wasteland where blood is currency and survival is a luxury, Arga’s supernatural convenience store is the only sanctuary left. From spicy ramen that heals wounds to Warp-Keys that defy physics, Arga has it all—for the right price. But as the terrifying Void-Tide approaches and SSS-rank hunters and monster queens start knocking on his door, Arga realizes he isn't just a shopkeeper. He is the manager of a reality-bending anchor that everyone wants to control. Can he keep the lights on and the shelves stocked when the customers are literal gods and the price of a refund is his soul?

Meet Park Soo-Ha, someone who has spent the last 10 years as a failing idol. Now reborn and sent back in time to when he was 17. What will his life be like the second time around? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince of Kpop? Stay tuned and find out!

Aaron's tragic love life comes to a tragic end, seeing him left with absolutely nothing. This closed door opens a door out of his wildest imagination, a past that he thought never existed sees him in a new world of affluence and power. With this comes various enemies, complications, and public slandering. He is not ready for this world of the rich, but as he finds his way through these turmoils, his mind is only centered on one thing…sweet revenge. Aaron's thirst for revenge pushes him to do things that could destroy himself, can he overcome these emotions and forgive? Or will his thirst lead him to the point of no return?