Guardian Warrior Angel

Due to his crippled magicule vein, the defected body of Allastor Frauzz needed to consume more magicules compared to the normal rankers. Because of this disability, he also performs almost three times the usual training of a typical ranker. Having said that, despite his fatigue from the intense training, he didn't expect that his progress to level up would remain slow. He had already made up his mind that night. He would just accept that he wasn't meant to be one of those rankers sitting on top of the food chain. he was not hoping to travel all the continents in Illunor anymore. However, on the same night when he wasn't home, an unknown notorious criminal murders his family. His dream to become strong has been crushed because of his defected body, and now, his family has been taken away from him. On how many tiers can his bad luck reach? His heart has been shattered and turned into ice-cold that night. Finally snapping from the nightmare, he is now walking for merciless revenge. ---- Black Sword and Fragments[Vol. 1: Unforeseen Conspiracy] Book cover--Illustrated by: MarxMade

When a ruthless empire faces destruction, only one man can save it — Su Yu, the warlord who has never lost a battle and never taken a bride. But when the price of victory becomes the crown itself, Su Yu learns that ruling a kingdom is harder than conquering one. Haunted by ghosts of the past, betrayed by those closest to him, and torn between love and power, Su Yu’s journey will test the limits of loyalty, honor, and humanity itself. Can a man born for war learn to lead with his heart? Or will the legend of Su Yu end the same way it began — in blood?

In the ruthless Solar Kingdom, where gods rule with iron fists and betrayal flows like blood, Lian is a broken slave marked by a dark curse—the mysterious Blood Key branded on his chest, a symbol of an ancient pact with a forgotten god of hunger. Beaten, burned, and forgotten, Lian’s life changes forever when he embraces a cursed power that grows stronger with every soul he devours. Now, walking the thin line between man and monster, he rises from the shadows as the elusive Black Ghost—a force of vengeance and rebellion. But the kingdom trembles under the cruelty of Prince Kairo, whose own dark transformation threatens to ignite war. As hunted whispers spread and the royal court launches a relentless pursuit, Lian must navigate deadly betrayals, forbidden powers, and a love that could either save his fading humanity or consume it entirely. Amidst swirling conspiracies and ancient secrets, one truth remains: only the Blood Key can break the seal binding their fate—and the princess who holds it may be both salvation and destruction. Blood will rise. Kingdoms will fall. And in the shadows, a god’s hunger awakens.

"A coffin?" Alex mocked, his laughter echoing through the hall. "For me? You should’ve brought one for yourself, lunatic."Alex Carter’s cruel smirk wiped clean with a blade to Charles Carter’s screams as he loses more than just his pride, Jack is a man on a mission."You laughed at me when I was down," Jack says, his voice calm but cold. "But now, you’ll remember my name—for the rest of your short lives."Once, Jack Sullivan was a name whispered with respect and fear—the legendary commander of the Iron Wolf Battalion. But a devastating betrayal left him broken, his memories shattered, and his enemies triumphant. Reduced to a mentally impaired shell of himself, Jack became a laughingstock, mocked by his in-laws and dismissed by the powerful elites of Havenwood. "They called him a fool, a servant, a man broken beyond repair. Now, they’ll call him their worst nightmare." But Jack isn’t a fool anymore. His memories have returned, and so has his unrelenting thirst for justice.

"Your existence is a plague, Jin’er. But your marrow... that is a treasure." ​For eighteen years, Lin Jin was locked away, labeled a "Living Coffin." His body naturally emitted a corrosive poison that rotted everything he touched. He lived in agony, believing his family was searching for a cure. ​He was wrong. On the day he thought he would be saved, his father drove a hollow spike into his spine. The truth? He was never a son. He was livestock. A vessel raised solely to harvest his rare "Corrosion Marrow" to fuel his genius brother’s cultivation. ​Drained, betrayed, and left to die in a collapsing dungeon, Lin Jin heard a voice echo from the empty hollow of his bones. An ancient, forbidden entity that had been sleeping within him all along. ​[They stole your blood? Then take their lives. They broke your bones? Then crush their heavens.] ​The chains shattered. The poison didn't disappear—it evolved. Lin Jin rose from the ashes. He no longer cultivated Spirit Qi. He cultivated Ruin. ​Everyone thought he was trash. Until he turned their legendary swords into rust and their bodies into dust. ​When power corrodes the soul, survival becomes a choice.

No clan. No bloodline. No mercy. Armstrong Norman was expelled from his family at sixteen and declared permanently worthless after three failed awakenings. The cultivation world is cruel, ancient, and ruled by bloodline power. He has none. What he has instead is a body stronger than any awakened cultivator his age, an ambition sharp enough to cut heaven, and a sealed mark over his heart that caused an ancient god to stand up in alarm the moment it flickered. The mark sealed behind three layers of ancient power, sleeps the Core Source Bloodline of the Primordial Chaos Sovereign. The mythical beast that devoured worlds before gods existed. A bloodline so catastrophic that its faint stirring woke sleeping demons, shook divine thrones, and opened the eyes of creatures buried outside space itself. A Guild Master offers him a deal. Awaken the impossible and assassinate an emperor. Armstrong says yes. And that's when some trash would burn the whole world down.

When King Alden is murdered on his own throne, the royal court fractures overnight. Prince Elias inherits not just a crown, but a nest of enemies: his uncle Alaric moving soldiers in the shadows, nobles who trade loyalty for coin, and spies who turn every whisper into a weapon. Elias is young, untested, and torn between justice and survival. To protect the realm, he must learn faster than his enemies expect—burning illegal armories, unmasking traitors inside the council, and wielding deception as keenly as steel. But every victory costs him: friends, innocence, even mercy. “Trust no shadow,” his father warned—and in this game, even his closest adviser carries secrets that could shatter him. If Elias cannot master the game of knives played around his table, the city will bleed, the throne will fall, and the crown will be shattered forever.

In return of saving the life of an old man, Poor Charles Megaborn is gifted a wife, although he later excuses his marriage to follow his military career to earn money to take care of his family but after years of battles into becoming a world feared Celestial General, He receives a terrible Alert from home, His wife is Nine months pregnant and his daughter has been fed alive to Pigs! This pushes his return and Chaotic revenge when he finds out a dark Truth while being a disguised Pauper. Yes! The Poor man will shock them all!

Blood begets blood and so shall I be supreme - The Blood demon wielder is sent back in time to protect the flow of time and the future of all. Compulsorily reliving the agony of a time past, Lekan must endure till his past converges with the future and his true destiny is awoken. Come trials and tribulations, he must push on or be wiped out by the revenge seeking Morgana. It is a race against time, a fight against the frozen future and a feud to determine who dominates the other. Will he falter and the fate be damned? Will the demon let loose, his soul to conquer or will Morgana triumph and the fate of humanity lost forever? And how does a young, withdrawn protagonist copes with his growing popularity amongst the female gender on his unknown path as harem king? Follow the tales of a time traveler, reliving his worst agonies while determined to carve out a whole different path for the future. Come what may, women or fame, demons or System Holders, only one path shall stand true. By blood shall I dominate the Universe. And I alone, shall be its King. _____ Cover Image is Not mine.

In the frozen heart of Midgard, Kratos and Atreus find themselves drawn into a nightmare that predates even the gods themselves. When entire villages begin vanishing into thin air—leaving only frozen blood and whispers in the wind—the Ghost of Sparta must confront a horror that cannot be killed by blade alone. Something ancient stirs beneath the Nordic ice. The Draugr no longer stay dead. The forests breathe with malevolent intelligence. And Atreus begins hearing voices that shouldn't exist voices that know his true nature, voices that call him by a name even Kratos fears to speak. As father and son venture deeper into cursed territories where reality itself fractures, they discover that some evils were buried for a reason. The lines between the living and the dead blur. Trust becomes a luxury. And Kratos must ask himself: what happens when you've killed gods, but the true monsters were waiting underneath all along? This is a story of survival, sacrifice, and the terrifying realization that in the world of Norse mythology, death is never the end it's just the beginning of something worse.