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Living an unfulfilling life and dying a tragic death, Alph Quint is transmigrated into a world filled with magic and wonder. However unlike what he had always believed, transmigration turned out to be a free ticket to tragedy as one peril after another fell on him, sometimes making him loose the very will to go on. Will Alph crumble and break from the pressure of being a main character or will he rise from the ashes like a phoenix and create a tale so epic that it shakes the heart of those who read it? [Author's Note] Hello, I would like to thank all those who clicked my novel, thank you, and I hope that you will enjoy the ride as Alph Quint and I myself evolve through the course of the story to hopefully carve out a masterpiece. I'm not a native English speaker and my writing skills might not be top class, but I promise that both my writings skills and the story itself will only get better as we progress.

Quincy Stone was poisoned by his family, because of how powerful he is. he has won countless battles in the past out of jealousy he was poisoned. he survived the poison but feel seriously sick. his wife and daughter were made to go through a lot of hardship or divorce. Khloe refused to divorce Quincy. this led to more hardship. she suffered humiliations from her grandfather until her husband recovered. the comeback of Quincy was something else

After being treated like trash by his in-laws, Tyler Maxwell is forced to divorce his wife so she can marry a wealthier man. His pathetic situation escalates when he’s thrown into a dangerous prison and left to rot there. In this prison, Tyler is chosen and trained to be a living weapon by a veteran warlord. This gets him recruited into the military, and in just four years, he rises through the ranks to become a legendary War Marshal feared across every battlefield. Now a force to reckon with, Tyler returns to the city that once mocked him. And he’s not just back for revenge. He’s here to build a legacy so powerful, his enemies would be brought to their knees.

After fighting in a vicious war for the last seven years, the almighty dragon general returns from war to see that his beloved wife and daughter have been banished to the dog house! In anger, he destroyed his in-laws' thirty hectare mansion and now they are forced to beg him to live in his servants’ quarters.

Five years ago, Christopher Rowe lost everything — his wife, his home, and the life he once knew. He disappeared into the abyss, forgotten by the world and abandoned by fate. Now he returns — no longer the powerless man he once was, but a legend feared by the powerful and respected by kings. A single desperate message from his wife shatters the silence and reignites the storm within him. When he discovers the cruelty his wife and daughter have endured in his absence, the man the world thought dead rises again — not for glory, but for vengeance. Those who hurt his family will kneel. Those who mocked his name will beg for mercy.

Aric Blackthorn is cursed by a power that loves him too fiercely, a psychic leviathan with no respect for boundaries—a Devil’s Fruit that warps flesh, mind, and fate. When House Blackthorn is torn apart by ancient betrayals, Aric must master psychic warfare and arcane combat to survive. But the power inside him hungers, and if he gives too much, it might devour everything he holds dear. Devil’s Fruit: I Couldn’t Evolve is a brutal, sensorial journey into love turned monstrous, where sarcasm scythes through blood‑dark magic and each spell is a promise of beauty and violence. Aric Blackthorn awakens in the ruined halls of his ancestral keep, the psychic presence of his Devil’s Fruit thrumming in his mind—a beast that speaks in riddles and carves runic fractures through reality. Determined to reclaim his legacy, he forges uneasy alliances: Seris the shadowsmith, Vira the mercurial envoy, and Kael the steadfast guard. Every encounter sparks a battle of senses and strategy—color‑bleeding mana webs, sigil‑etched swords, psychic pressure like thunder in the veins. As Aric climbs the ladder of power, House Blackthorn fractures under envy, and rival factions—Elowen’s hollow‑vein cult, Garrick’s iron‑sigil enforcers, Thane’s dread‑spiral cabal—seek to claim the psychic core within him. But when his psychic companion Lysander whispers that love is the greatest threat, Aric must choose: let the fruit consume him, or turn its monstrous devotion into salvation. Sacrifices will bleed sincerity, sarcasm will break bones, and comedy will red‑raw the absurdity of power.

Heavy panting and footsteps could be heard as the criminal ran down the stone cold alleyway, trying and helplessly failing to get away from him. Of course he had heard of him, the one who always gets his target, the one so terrifying that he got the name the reaper but he had never thought they would meet face to face. ***** The reaper is a skilled assassin tasked with the task of killing Park Hajun an influential politician with a high bounty on his head. He is an untouchable killer who evades capture and always gets his target. As elusive as a ghost he comes and goes living no trace, striking fear in all his victims but one. Park hajun is determined to unmask the person who is trying to stop him from achieving his dream and he will use any means to unmask the reaper.

Surrounded by foreign organizations, the Nameless District is a hotbed for mobsters, thugs, prostitutes, and dirty cops. This district was created to get rid of the troublemakers who were hated by the upper class. The district is also home to two "Handymen" who take jobs for the mafia and the police force that no one else can handle. The two, named Kay Liavin and Malvinn Lundon. Their job is nothing short of crushing gangs and maintaining the stability of the Nameless District untouched by law. As a result of a mafia attack, the district becomes a battlefield tainted with greed and violence, leaving its citizens caught in the crossfire. During anarchic chaos, Lynzie Jasha appears as a mysterious girl who becomes the target of the mafia. The two handymen got the task of catching her. As the district continues to crumble under conflict, will the two handymen be able to use their powers to protect the district's weak citizens, or will they waver and try to get Lynzie Jasha for their benefit?

He trusted his brother. He believed in love. He swore an oath. But what happens when all three turn into lies? Kabri was once a silent force in the shadows—an elite operative loyal to a cause, to his blood, and to the woman who said she carried his child. But loyalty means nothing when betrayal runs deeper than bullets. When Jamil—his own brother—fakes his death and pulls the strings from behind the curtain, Kabri’s world fractures. Then comes Evelyn. The woman who wasn’t who she claimed to be. The pregnancy? A lie—twice over. The love? A weapon. The truth? Buried under years of deception. Now hunted across continents, with a child’s life on the line and hallucinations of Evelyn whispering from the grave, Kabri is trapped in a brutal mind game. The lines blur between justice and revenge, love and obsession, reality and delusion. Why did Jamil destroy everything? Was Evelyn ever real? And in the end… who is Kabri, really? The Blood Oath is an urban psychological thriller packed with fire-fights, betrayals, shifting identities, and one impossible question: If your past was a lie, can you ever escape it? Or are some oaths written in blood… meant to end in blood?

“Sign the papers, Yemin. You’re nothing but a lapdog living in my house,” Katherine sneered, flipping her perfect hair. “You should be thanking me for keeping you around this long. Even my maid is more useful than you.” Her new lover, James Franx, smirked. “Man, I almost feel bad for you. Almost. Must suck knowing your only talent is folding laundry and giving foot massages.” The whole room burst into laughter. Yemin just stood there, silent. They called him a loser. A househusband. A pathetic joke. But what they didn’t know? The man they mocked owned the very restaurant they were dining in. The billion-dollar contracts they bragged about? His name was on every single one. And when the truth dropped, their smiles vanished. "Throw them out," the CEO of Ravol Company ordered, his voice cold. Katherine's jaw dropped. "W-What? No, this has to be a mistake!" James turned pale. "Wait! You don't understand! He’s just a nobody!" Yemin chuckled, finally looking them in the eyes. "You’re right, James. I was a nobody. But tell me… what does that make the fool who was just begging at my feet?"