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They used to call me a nobody at Walter’s Regal...a nerdy, expendable novice architect buried in the basement, scrubbing the footprints of London’s elite off plans they stole from me. Then, I found the anomaly. Buried deep within ancient Crown property registries and centuries-old blueprints was a loophole so massive, it could bring the entire London skyline to its knees. I didn’t just find a flaw in the system; I bought it. With a few obscure land titles secured for pennies, I quietly took ownership of the very ground beneath their multi-million-pound mega-structures. Overnight, the tables turned. Money became my sharpest weapon, and capital my ultimate leverage. Now, those same billionaires who sneered at me are begging for my mercy as I systematically freeze their assets, bankrupt my former oppressors, and construct an untouchable empire of my own. I am Jayson Velasco. I went from the weakest link in the corporate machine to the most feared, filthy-rich tycoon in Europe. Look up at the London skyline. Every tower, every shadow, every brick belongs to me now. If you want to build in my city, you bow to my blueprint.

Jamal Carter was down on his luck. Broke, in debt, and on the verge of eviction, he needed a break. That's when his friend Deion offered him a ticket to an exclusive networking event. Little did Jamal know, this was just the beginning of a wild ride. He impressed the right people, including real estate mogul Leonard Marks, and soon found himself playing with the big boys. But success comes with a price. Jamal's rise to power attracted some dangerous enemies, including ruthless crime boss Vincent Morello. A silent war began, with sabotage, intimidation, and power moves being played out behind the scenes. Jamal refused to back down. He formed alliances, studied his enemies, and struck back with calculated moves. But just when he thought he'd won, he discovered a shocking truth: Morello was just a pawn in a much bigger game. The real power players were the Scorpion Syndicate, a shadowy organization that controlled the city's underworld. And Jamal had just inherited Morello's debts, including a $10 million payment owed to the Scorpions. With his back against the wall, Jamal was forced to make an impossible choice: sign with the Scorpions and submit to their control, or refuse and risk losing everything. But here's the twist: Deion, Jamal's best friend, had been working with the Scorpions all along. He'd orchestrated Jamal's rise to power, ensuring he was always one step ahead. Now, Jamal's fate hangs in the balance. Will he take the safe route and sign with the Scorpions, or will he risk everything to stay true to himself? The hustler's gamble has led him to this moment. But this time, the stakes are higher than ever.

A cursed inheritance. A fractured soul. A demon unleashed. Jiho thought he’d woken from a dream, but destiny had other plans. After stumbling through a portal of light and gaining strange powers, he discovers forgotten bloodlines, mythic secrets, and a sibling born of death. A single touch reveals his true nature—holder of the black dragon soul, wielder of divine tree energy, and bearer of a corrupted fate. When a mysterious killer shatters his world, Jiho sacrifices a severed arm to summon a nameless demon. What follows is pure carnage: time reversal, holy knight ascension, and soul-slaying fury as darkness clashes with righteousness inside a sealed domain. Jiho survives the storm—but the abyss has awakened.

Congratulations, Karion Kross, you have fully acquired the Billionaire System. Host: Karion Kross. Balance: Half a trillion dollars. Task: Spend thirty million dollars in seventy-two hours, or suffer the system’s punishment! ~*~ On the day I was supposed to propose to my girlfriend, I, Karion Kross, a financially struggling entrepreneur, caught her in bed with my childhood best friend. Betrayed and heartbroken by the two people I trusted most in this cruel world on the day I thought would be special, I believed things couldn't get any worse until my so-called best friend ordered his guards to beat me up and leave me for dead so he can steal my company’s idea and girlfriend. However, on the brink of death, something extraordinary happened. A blue screen appeared out of thin air—a system promising wealth, power, and the chance to rewrite everything under one condition—I got revenge on those who have wronged me, slap faces them, spend like a trillionaire and… build a harem along the way?! The Rise Of Karion Kross starts now, and all who have wronged him, their ultimate downfall begins—now!

Mark Smith is a very hardworking artist who lives in the countryside. He was suddenly attacked by his father's enemies causing him to lose his fiancee, his parents at a very important stage in his life . He is being traumatized by what happened to him and made a vow instantly.  He took a year to establish himself and come out for his father's mafia throne with the sole purpose of revenge.  ***** "Jocelyn!!!!!!, can you hear me, doctor please come and help me to check up on her, she is not breathing" Mark said The doctor rushed in to check on the lady that was rushed into the emergency ward and didn't take a second to nods his head "I'm so sorry Mr Mark, she didn't make it" He said " No, no, no. Doctor, you have to do something about this, maybe she is sleeping or something, you gotta do something about this" Mark exclaimed  "Jocelyn no, no, no, you can't leave me this way, please come back, i need you please" Mark wept holding unto her body "this is not the end!!!!!  **** "have seen the news?" a voice resounded in the hallway. " What do you mean?" the old man with his puff replied. "He is back!!! “

I’m a god of war, a mystery and perfect picture of complications. But don’t spill. They can underrate me all they want. They will never guess what my comeback becomes.

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship candidate, Christopher Wesley is dead; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. When Vanessa begins to get calls from an unknown person wanting money he claims Christopher had stolen, Alaric has no choice but to accept that their killer is yet to be found. He is determined to get to the bottom of this case and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for Vanessa.

My name is Carl. I used to be a secret agent of the FOX. Five years ago, I and my best friend Rex successfully carried out a mission to stop a group of invisible terrorists who wanted to destroy our nation. We succeeded in liberating the nation from the shackles of the terrorists. But I never knew it would cause a total turn around in my life. We thought it had ended but the battle only started. The same night we were supposed to celebrate our victory, my only child and my wife were murdered. Rex and his family were also attacked. I was shot thrice and left to die but Sheila saved me from dying and gave me a new life.

One day, I woke up to find myself in an unfamiliar place. To my surprise, I realized it was the world of the VRMMO I used to play so often. Being reincarnated into the game world was one thing, but I started out in an orphanage. I couldn’t even get a decent meal it was a life of poverty from the very beginning. But I resolved to rise from the bottom using the knowledge and skills I’d gained from the game. “For starters, let’s try hunting 1,000 orcs.” “‘W-1,000?!?!’” Later on, sisters who had left the orphanage and a busty demi-human joined my party, and we grew stronger together. This is the story of the strongest adventurer. email: ghofraneezzahaf2233@gmail.com

I was born a genius numbers, logic, strategy… all of it came easy. Everything around me felt painfully plain, predictable, and boring. Even the web novels I read were the same heroes driven by emotion, not reason. Pathetic. But that all changed the night my family was slaughtered by people who weren’t even from Earth. I watched my mother’s body hit the ground. I heard my sister cry my name one last time before she was beheaded And then they said it .. “Your bloodline has to be erased.” Then came the darkness. When I opened my eyes, a glowing figure stood before me a being that called itself a remnant. It offered me a deal: a system unlike any other. The Architect System. In exchange for freeing it one day, I would gain knowledge and the power to rebuild, reshape, and destroy. I don’t know what this new world is. I don’t care about fate, destiny, or prophecies .I sure as hell don't plan to be anyone's pawn. All I know is this I will find the ones who killed my family . Hell I would even rewrite destiny if I have to . And when I’m done with them, they’ll wish they were never born.