I Raised An Obsessive Servant

They dragged his dying mother out of her hospital bed like she was garbage. Joshua Hart had endured three years of humiliation as the powerless live-in son-in-law of the wealthy Cavesh family. He swallowed every insult. Every sneer. Every reminder that he was “nothing.” All for one reason—his mother’s life depended on their money. Then, on the day she needed emergency surgery, they cut him off. “Admit your mistake. Apologize,” his wife said coldly. “Maybe then I’ll consider helping.” At the hospital, nurses laughed in his face. “Swipe your card, beggar.” “You can’t even afford oxygen in here.” They called security. They called him worthless. They didn’t know that twenty minutes earlier, a forgotten investment had turned him into the majority shareholder of Galaxy Tech. They didn’t know his account now held billions. They didn’t know the “pathetic son-in-law” had just wired one hundred million dollars to the very hospital trying to throw his mother into the street. When the director whispered, “Joshua Hart… the transfer came from you?” He simply picked up his black card and looked at them one by one. “You were right about one thing,” he said calmly. “I won’t beg.” Now the people who mocked him will learn a brutal truth: Never humiliate a man who has nothing left to lose—especially when he becomes everything.

Elara has survived a whole year in the dragon king's palace being invisible, just another servant in a kingdom were dragons rule and humans serve. But her whole life is turned upside down when she's reassigned to the King's private chambers. Draeven Thorne, an ancient, arrogant and insatiable dragon who's bedded thousands, yet the touch of this trembling girls makes him feel something he's never felt in his 3000 years of existence: The fated bond's pull. Elara feels it too, a dangerous heat she can't explain. So she does what any sane person would do, She runs. Big mistake. Dragons love a chase and Draeven Thorne always catches his prey. But Elara isn't just a servant, she's something else entirely and as she begins to uncover what she truly is she's caught in a deadly game between two obstinate dragon brothers, one who claims she's his destiny and the other who believes she could be his salvation.

I saw a small figure of a young boy running away from us in the distance.A wolf stood in the boy's shadow.However, this wolf was enormous.It had a head as big as a bear's and stood five feet tall at the top of the hump. It had pale grey fur.The boy was being chased by a worg, not a wolf.The boy had a good lead, but the massive worg's strides would quickly reduce that lead.In a split second, I made up my mind.I made a hasty dash for the boy.Lisa was also moving quickly, and she was following me.However, looking back, she faltered.I was aware that she has not yet regained her strength.Regardless, I turned back to the boy who was still running straight at me and said, "This way!Come to me!The young man gave me a nod and fled as quickly as he could.However, I was aware that the boy would be overtaken by the worg before I could even miss him by a few feet.I raised my arm back and pulled out my hatchet.Duck!”I let the hatchet fly as soon as the boy fell.

Stephan Reynard happens to be married to the richest family in the city of New York. But ever since he married Elena Gilbert, his life had been taken from him. He was turned to a mere servant, a leave and death felt like an escape route from his problem. Funnily, enough. His wish was granted when Elena wanted to get married to a son of a billionaire, James Madison. Elena needed Stephan out of her way so she had him poisoned. As Stephan laid on the ground feeling helpless. Hot tears of sadness enveloped him. “ I will make you and your family pay for this.” Stephan looked up as she bent over his dying body. “ I can't wait.” Elena said with a smirk on her face As Stephan gave up the ghost. He woke up only to find himself in the body of a billionaire’s son. He walked to the full length mirror right in front of him and saw he was no longer Stephan Reynard but James Madison. The son of the richest billionaire in town. With Stephan masking as James, will he fall in love with Elena Gilbert OR Will he make her pay for what she had done to Stephan Reynard

I'm thankful that you freed me from that f**kin' mountain, but..." Axl finds himself caught in the middle of a deadly conflict between the protagonist and the villain. Due to his past, Axl finds himself entrenched in the villain's camp where he is assigned as a double agent to spy on the protagonist. The problem is that the protagonist is his older brother who had lived with him in the mountains for seven years! "What a wretched plot," Axl sighed as the realization of the dangerous game he had been pulled into. According to the plot in his memory, he only has a few chapters left as his identity will be revealed because of a certain moron, which will invite the wrath of the protagonist. Thinking of this, Axl couldn't help but feel a heart attack. There is no way to escape; he is trapped here. The villain camp background is simply too much for him to handle, and as for joining the protagonist camp, looking at how his master and senior brother treat him like a servant, he would rather die again rather than become someone's servant. "Never mind," he tells himself. let's take this one step at a time. I know the plot already, so I should be able to make it through. He resolves focus on surviving the conflict between the two opposing factions. Despite the odds, Axl believes in his abilities and feels confident that he can navigate the dangerous landscape.

"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.

“Finally...I’m here.” Tyler murmurs as he stares up at the skyscraper, his hand on the locket hidden under his shirt. “I will pull this place down, every brick of it. No one among them will escape.” Tyler Esteil was once a humble servant to the Kramer family, until they let his mother die and threw him into Ashrone's most brutal prison for daring to fight back. They sent him to die, but he came back a weapon. Five years later, he's out. Transformed and hidden behind the mask of a nervous mine inspector. But the real Tyler Esteil is the Master of the nation's most powerful black-market empire. With alchemical magic no one knows he possesses and a network of allies in the shadows, Tyler has spent years preparing to dismantle everything the Kramers have built. Their fortune. Their reputation. Their family. One betrayal at a time. What happens when a sheep becomes a wolf? What happens when the rejected stone strikes back? A gripping tale of epic comeback, payback, and the Emperor’s return.

Nathan Hayes was born an heir, but returned a convict. After years behind bars for a crime he didn’t commit, Nathan is forced to serve the very family that betrayed him. Mocked as a servant, stripped of his legacy, he faces off against Liam, the golden boy who stole it all, and Cassandra, the fiancée torn between love and loyalty. But with a hidden journal and a hunger for revenge, Nathan will rise from the shadows… and bring the Hayes empire crashing down.

They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade — my own sword, stolen during the battle — still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then...

After dying in a fission blast that decimated an entire state, Maxmillan's soul transmigrated into the body of a five-year old in a new world where Astra Mystralis — an energy that causes endless magical manifestations, could be harnessed and manipulated to invoke countless amazing magical effects. But unfortunately for Maxmillan, he couldn't sense or perceive Astra Mystralis, talk more of control or manipulate it and was therefore labeled a 'Reject' which prevented him from interacting with anyone in the society, since they avoided him like a deadly contagious plague that killed immediately it was contracted. So, with such a label accompanying Maxmillan everywhere, how would he survive? How would he fare against the oppressive, abusive and wicked intimidatory acts done to him by the proud and lofty casters of Astra Mystralis? Would he be able to thrive and function in a world where everyone, including five to six-year olds could control Astral Mystralis and bring about myriad fascinating magical effects? To know more, follow Maxmillan in his unfathomably-arduous journey as he tries to survive, thrive and defeat every nigh-insurmountable odd that would appear in his path using the Supreme Battle-Technology System; a dimension-warping, living technological consciousness that possesses near-infinite, super-advanced technologies and would rewardingly empower him with futuristic items like: Multiple-Barrel Laser Burst Emission Gun, Strength-Amplifying Exo-Mechanical Arms, Wide-Area Plasmic and Electric Arc Grenades, Outer-Space Fast-Flight Heavy Armor, Turbo-Thruster Propelled Super-Speed Ultracycle and many others, for as long as he can complete suddenly prompted tasks, quests and missions before their stipulated deadlines. So, with unending technological empowerments, biological augmentations, and advanced cybernetical fortifications obtained from the Supreme Battle-Technology System, watch how a war-seasoned Maxmillan will fight his way through teeming large numbers of Astra Mystralis users and gradually ascend to a great height of fame, honor and glory!