How To Trick An Idiot

Underground is the Top Organization around the World. It has too many Sub-Organization under it and each has the means to rule the Underground World. La Carde Clan was the one who founded the Organization and they aimed for peace and prosperity for their people. They reigned the whole Organization, proudly standing being La Carde but that changed in one night. They were swept out, totally vanished into thin air when the sun rises. They were killed in one night. An arson. The news spread like a wildfire. No one survived. That's why the next in line after La Carde, Morozov Clan took over the throne and made a rule. No one should talk about the "Massacre of the La Carde Clan" if they want to see the light of the day. They considered it taboo. As how it should be.

Three years ago when he married Roslyn, he didn’t even think for a moment that this was going to happen to him. When they married, her company was just a small fashion outlet but in the span of two years, she has become so big and powerful that everyone across the globe knew about her. Was she kicking him out after milking all his juice? He was not from an affluent family like her but he sure knew how to make things work. “Yes, I no longer want to put up with this sham of a marriage” Roselyn blurted but she didn’t know was that kicking him out of her life was going to cost her everything she ever worked so hard for, Kiel Anderson was not a man who forgives.

On the eve of the apocalypse, Elladine, a sweet and hard-working woman who juggled three part-time jobs to support her husband of 2 years in chasing his acting career, was reborn. Silent and submissive to his every order, the betrayal of being used as a bet in his gambling act had shattered her world and thrown her into the storm of supernatural beings. Now reborn and armored with the knowledge of the world before the descent of the apocalypse, she vows to carve her own path to survival and happiness! In an apocalyptic world overrun with zombies, supernatural creatures, mutated animals and man-eating plants, how would a contract husband convince his wife to leave with him, when she only considers him a threat? To find out, join us on this Maddening Storm!

No one came any closer to me since I began to hear voices. It was as if I possessed some kind of aura that attracted everyone, like a field that attracted people. I was either insane or a monster, which I suppose I could be, according to everyone at school. I was able to hear what others were thinking, but no one else seemed to be able to, and some of them remembered me from first grade, when everything first started. I was able to focus better on school because I was isolated, and I loved to do well in school. Since I learned how to silence the voices, at least it had. Before that, I was unable to think in light of the consistent clamor of every other person's brain pounding me constantly.

🏆 NO. 1 Leading Novel In The {"Almighty Dominance"} contest {Gold} "You're just a worthless piece of trash, Elijah! You've always been nothing but a pawn in my game. Now get out of my house!" she spat, pushing him out into the downpour. That rainy night, Elijah's world shattered before his eyes. The woman he loved most lay in bed with another man. Just as he stumbled into the rain, his phone buzzed. "Elijah, it's me—your father, General Marcus Steel. The richest General in the country." Boom!" General Marcus Steel? Elijah’s body shook heavily. At that moment, he realized his life was about to change forever. How could he be the son of such a well-known figure?

They called him the Dao-Slayer, the chosen one destined to shatter the corrupt gods and free humanity. But prophecies are written by the victors, and sometimes, they are written by the monsters themselves. When a lowborn swordsman named Kenji rises from the slums to wield a legendary blade, he believes he is fighting for the freedom of the mortal realm. Every god he strikes down is a victory for the oppressed. But as the heavens bleed, the truth begins to unravel. The prophecy was never a promise of liberation; it was a blueprint for a cosmic trap. The gods he is killing are not dying, they are being reborn into something far worse. Caught in a web of lies where his mentors are enemies, his allies are monsters, and his own identity is a terrifying paradox, Kenji must decide how far he will go to break a loop that has already consumed him.

His unit was betrayed. His name was erased. His wife moved on. Five years later, Ethan Graves returns - not as the soldier they buried, but as the Ghost Commander, the most feared warrior in the nation’s shadows. The first thing his wife gives him is divorce papers. Then her wealthy lover humiliates him in front of everyone, certain that Ethan has no power left. They are about to learn how wrong they are. When a military convoy arrives and salutes Ethan as Commander, the truth begins to surface: his death was planned, his unit was sacrificed, and the people responsible still control the country. Ethan has returned for answers. But when he discovers who ordered the massacre, he will not settle for answers. He will make them pay.

Why is the world cruel to good guys? Nathan Walter spent years as the laughingstock of Braxton College, ridiculed for his poverty and mocked for his dreams. He thought his girlfriend was the one person on his side, until she stole his life's work and handed it to his bully on a silver platter. Left in the dirt and humiliated before the world, Nathan is forced to make a choice. It’s time to stop hiding. It’s time to show them who he really is. He isn't just a student; he’s the son of the world’s most powerful man. Now, Nathan has a billion-dollar question for those who crushed him: How does it feel to realize you just declared war on your new boss?

Blake glanced at everyone in the room. Despite how they just treated him, he went down on his knees to beg them, throwing the shame and the hurtful feeling he was having at that moment through the window. “Please help me, my sister is dying. Even if you don't pay me for being a substitute husband on the wedding day like you promised, I will pay back every single penny” he pleaded. Maria kicked him hard on his stomach, making him stumble on the ground. “Were you assuming that I would give you a ten million you didn't work for? Are you stupid or pretending to be stupid?” she fired. Maria used Blake to save her face that day, a year ago. He was just the perfect person she needed, he was a cleaner, and it also felt like he needed money. Promising him money was the only thing that got him married to her. He is just a wretched pauper, she would never give her money to someone like Blake. “How do you intend to pay back if we lend you the money? From your part-time jobs?” she taunted. “Is leeching off us not enough? Now, you want more?” Mrs Jones added, bursting into a cynical laughter. “What have you done for us? You couldn't afford your tuition fees and dropped out because of that, what should I expect from someone of your caliber?” At that moment, Blake knew that they would not help him no matter what. Standing up with a shallow sigh, he peeked at them and shook his head. What was he thinking? **** Just when he thought life has ended, Blake found out that he was the owner of a company worth trillions of dollars. Will he seek revenge or hide his identity from his In-Laws?

In the urban fantasy novel "Hellstinger," billionaire playboy musician Marcus Hellstinger is thrust into a world of supernatural forces and ancestral history after a mysterious visitation drives him insane. Discovering his parents' secret past as legendary superheroes, Marcus awakens to his own inherited powers and vows to avenge their deaths while battling the demonic god Romulus and his legion of minions. With the guidance of his devoted trainer/bodyguard/caretaker, Alexander Hill, Marcus must navigate a treacherous path of betrayal, self-discovery, and redemption as he faces the ultimate showdown against the formidable Romulus to protect his city and honor his family's legacy... ... "Ugh! Grr hmgh..!" Marcus grunts with effort as he climbs out of the cavern onto the leveled ground of the dark cave. "Argh!" He sighed and exhaled heavily, taking in a lungful of oxygen only to exhale more heavily as he crawled to rest his back on the cave wall. "Damn..." He huffed heavily, panting and aching. His fingers had blistered, aching, and bleeding, his back felt at its breaking point, his muscles could hardly respond to him anymore, and his stomach groaned relentlessly for food. He had collected the bow from the stream of luminous fluid, strapped it to his back, and climbed out of the cavern. Marcus had never been so out of his elements before, and climbing had never been an imagination much less doing it fatigued and hungry. Marcus laughed, who knew he could ever go this hungry and still climb several meters out of an underground cave? No one. Although he has no idea how long ago he had left his hotel room or how far he had walked to the forest, he knows he will have to do it all over again. "Ah f@#k!" ***