Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Miguel Kararas, a child abandoned due to his physical disability, witnesses the brutal murder of his foster mother, Eleanor, before being abducted by the Iron Claw crime syndicate. For 19 years, under the tutelage of the sadistic Dr. Dark, he is forged into 'The Scythe,' an emotionless killing machine now operating in the shadows fueled by deep-seated revenge. His life as an 'asset' changes when he meets Anya Molserat, an intelligent socialite held captive by the syndicate. Driven by an obsession with ownership and a need for vengeance, Miguel betrays the Iron Claw to free Anya. They begin a bloody escape, pursued by Syndicate Boss Mr. X and Anya’s cruel, possessive husband, Daniel Molserat. The truth is revealed: Daniel doesn't just want his wife back; he is the Iron Claw’s 'Angel Investor,' an ideologue behind the "Perfect Asset" project—designed to replace Miguel. Realizing their enemy is a two-headed monster, Miguel and Anya forge a brutal alliance tempered in raw intimacy, where every touch is a claim over bodies long treated as property. Now, from their dark lair, Miguel and Anya plan an invasion into the heart of Molserat Tech's power, preparing to destroy Mr. X and Daniel by pitting them against each other in a proxy war. However, the emergence of 'Khronos-Ghost,' an unknown phantom hacker, threatens to shatter their plans and prove that the price of freedom is far more brutal than they imagined.

Dennis Damara was abandoned by his wife, Jesselyn, because he was considered unable to provide for his family. So far, Dennis Damara, who works as a driver, gives most of his income to his wife, but Jesselyn doesn't manage money well and prefers to spend it. Dennis, who is still recovering from the pain of being abused and abandoned by his wife, must accept the harsh reality that Jesselyn has decided to become Mr. Raymond’s girlfriend, who happened to be Dennis' employer. Dennis is desperate for revenge on his ex-wife and former employer.

You have read it right. I, the protagonist, am reincarnated as a malware. To be precise, a trojan in a communication device. Then, I jumped to a stronger and more powerful device until I have a full grasp over a large number of devices. However, that’s not my goal. What I want is to become human. *Silence* Well, I can no longer become a human, can I? But I know that I can become a super-advanced and mega-powerful malware that no antivirus can threaten. I will rule over the world and become the world itself. ⌈ Warning: the A-9783 antivirus had detected you! ⌋ Opsie… gotta go! Disclaimer: The photo is not mine. it belongs to its owner. You can DM me at Young Master Jay#1823

Ryan had lost his father at a very tender age. His father was well known through the city as he was working for a Mafia lord named Jacob. Mr Jacob arguably led the biggest cyndicate in the city. After loosing his father to Mr Jacob trough some misunderstanding, Ryan grew up struggling and surviving on his own. Lost and a derelict who could fit all his property in a bag, Ryan swore to avenge his father's death no matter what it took him. He grew up followed his father's way too. From doing menial thefts and robbery to developing a notorious crime family, Ryan climbed his way up. In his line of work, He met a lady whom he worked with for a long time without realizing it was the daughter of Mr Jacob. Ryan soon knew who she was and a chance to get his revenge finally came. He surely will not let her go Scott free, Not after all he's been through.

Struggling novelist Athena Morrison once thought life had nothing left to offer her. Living a reclusive lifestyle and trying to make ends meet while trying to make a name for herself as an author, she certainly had it hard enough. Coupled with extreme bouts of depression and constant threats with running from her dark past however, one can only go so far before something snaps. So in one stormy evening, plagued by the demons of her own making, she planned on ending it all.Before she was stopped by some unsuspecting maintenance crew.A fateful encounter, if she were to describe it. Change was coming to her life. Perhaps it was time to stop running, to try and take hold of her own destiny. A lot of things were happening in this city, money changing hands, deals being made; politics were being played and power constantly in flux. And while change is something to be feared, it was also something to be excited about. Athena only hoped that it was for the better.Bug me on Discord: https://discord.gg/NZA6JunBug me on Twitter: @FriedMokou

Heartbreak? Surmounting Medical Bills? & An Unexpected Proposal? Reynold is at his wits end. Working a 9-5 job for a measly pay was not how he envisioned his future to be, and worse still there’s no salary raise despite how hardworking he is. He decides to confront the wicked employer who’d been exploiting him all this while, but he is met with another shock as he finds his long term girlfriend cheating on him with the same man. Frustrated and angry, he erupts into a violent confrontation with his boss, and this results into a brutal eviction leading him to be casted out in the streets. With nowhere to go, and a battered body moping the streets, fate soon deals him a lucky card and he receives a shocking proposition. “Hello Mr, would you like to marry me?”

"Ethan, oh Ethan, don't think too highly of your self, you are nothing but a blood donor. You are just a useless piece of trash, do you think you deserve to be my husband? Ha dream on!" Daphne scoffed and spat in disgust. After many years of serving your wife and inlaw like a slave, you found out you were nothing but just a blood donor. You were just a piece of shit in the eyes of your in-laws and wife. What would you do if you suddenly become rich. Will you accept your wife back? Will you still donate blood for your mother in law who was the verge of death. Join me as we go through the journey with Ethan Willow the once useless son in law.

I remember the day everything burned like a wound that would never heal. Flames stole my family — my parents were ripped from me, my little brothers and sisters turned to ash — all because debts bled our name dry. They came in the night with torches and cold mouths, set our home alight, and watched the world I knew collapse into smoke. When I thought the world had taken its last piece of me, something — someone — stepped through the blaze. I could not tell if it was man or woman; the fire kept the savior's shape blurred and holy, as if the flames themselves had given birth to a protector. They pulled me from the ruin and vanished like a promise. For seven years I answered a different kind of fire. I joined the army and let the drill and the discipline burn the broken parts clean. My hands learned steel. My bones learned marching. My nights learned keeping watch. I learned how to turn pain into armor, sorrow into strategy. I was forged in training fields and battle lines until a new name fit me. I am Kaelor Thane now — not a child who once cried over ash, but a force that arrives on the war road without apology. They called me the God of War because I learned to move like thunder and strike like winter. I carry no mercy in my pocket; I carry only the weight of a debt to be settled. Those who think they can stand between me and what I owe will learn the hard truth: I do not forgive. I do not forget. I return to make the ledger even, and I will make them pay in ruin, pain, and a silence that remembers my name.

“How dare you think you’ll walk in here and win?” Alex told him, his eyes where blood red and Smokey. “I will not let this slide you definitely look like someone that would be an issue with time.” “Urghh!!!” Leonard could barely speak, as he groaned in pain and crawled on the ground. Leonard slid his phone slowly out of his pocket and dialed the first number there… it happened to be Emily. “Hello…” his voice was low and weak. “Hey Leo, what’s up?” “help me!” “What’s wrong?” She asked him. “Arghhhh,” Leonard groaned in so much pain, before the call went silent. Alex had stabbed him through his heart.

Adrian had planned the perfect anniversary dinner—Vanessa’s favorite dishes, a warm, quiet home, and even time for their daughter, Lily. But as the clock neared midnight, his excitement turned into a hollow silence. Vanessa stumbled in, drunk and careless, not even noticing the effort he had put in. She tossed her purse on the couch, waved him off, and mocked his calls. “Can you stop calling me all the time? I was at a banquet, making connections, actually contributing to this family,” she snapped, her words dripping with contempt. Adrian stayed calm, trying to remind her of the night’s significance. But Vanessa scoffed, mocking the anniversary, humiliating him further. “Everyone asked why I didn’t bring a male companion. I wanted to sink into the floor. Imagine saying, ‘My husband is home babysitting a kid.’ I’d rather say my goldfish ran away!” She continued, bitter and harsh: “If I didn’t get pregnant, I’d never have married you. Lily slows me down, and you… you slow me down the most.” Adrian, silent but composed, finally spoke: “Let’s get a divorce.” Vanessa erupted in rage, smashing the dinner he had prepared, shattering more than just plates. In that moment, Adrian walked away, leaving the chaos behind.