Lord Shadow

“Your parents will be glad you died.” The words carved deeper than claws as Kael Ashford lay bleeding out, abandoned by his guild squad and by Lyanna, the woman he loved. She turned back once, smiled, and said. “Die well, darling.” Monsters feasted slowly, savoring his screams. His parents were long dead… weren’t they? Yet that final taunt gnawed at him even as darkness claimed his life. Then the light returned. A fallen goddess,the infamous Whore Spirit,offered him a second chance. “Child of sorcerers.” She whispered. “Be reborn. Learn why a king and queen sentenced their own son to death… and make them choke on every breath since.” Eighteen years later, Kael awakens in a new body: eldest son of the feared Duskborne family, masters of shadow magic and blood sorcery. His betrayers still live, laughing about the weakling they fed to beasts. They have no idea some deaths refuse to stay buried. Vengeance burns coldest when it has waited two lifetimes. Will Kael unearth the royal secret that doomed him? Will he shatter the comrades who smiled as he died? And what forbidden power stirs in his veins, hungry to be unleashed? In a world where loyalty is an illusion and love is a blade, revenge is the only truth left.

Three years ago, Dr. Adrian Cole was the golden boy of surgery until the powerful Monroe family framed him for malpractice, stripping him of his license and his wife, Lilian. Now, Adrian has returned as Chairman Cole, the cold, ruthless majority shareholder of a medical conglomerate, and his target is the Metropolitan Medical Group (MMG)—the very hospital that ruined him. Adrian’s meticulously planned destruction is swiftly turning into a global shadow war when he discovers the Monroes are merely a regional arm of a vast, illicit syndicate known as The Foundation. His revenge is no longer just personal; it's a desperate fight for survival against an international enemy. The one weakness in his airtight plan is Dr. Lily Monroe, Lilian’s brilliant younger sister, who secretly believes in Adrian’s innocence. As he installs her in a high-stakes position to gather intel, their volatile professional rivalry ignites an intense, forbidden attraction. When The Foundation issues its brutal ultimatum—forcing Adrian and Lily into a public, fake engagement to protect her reputation—the line between protector and adversary vanishes. Can Adrian dismantle a global conspiracy without losing the one woman who sees the man behind the monster, or will the price of his ultimate victory be the second life he fought so hard to reclaim?

Betrayed by his own disciple and killed by the combined might of eight Saintly Emperors. Wouldn't you call that an epic end for a Demon Emperor? Unfortunately, fate has a twisted sense of humor. Xiao Chen awakens in the lowest mortal dimension, trapped in the body of a dying, low-born servant. Even worse? A Heart Demon Curse binds his soul: He'll suffocate and die if he dares to abandon his weak young mistress and her family on the verge of annihilation. The Demon Emperor is forced to become a loyal guard dog. "Excellent," Xiao Chen laughs, wiping blood from his face. "If I must protect this worthless family, then I will forge them into this world's greatest nightmare." Relying on deceit, manipulation, and absolute cruelty, Xiao Chen begins to recruit the monstrous anomalies of the mortal world as his subordinates. From behind the shadow of a servant's uniform, he tears through imperial schemes, butchers arrogant nobles, and turns the struggle for the throne into a sea of blood. This is not a hero's story. This is the survival guide of a Demon Emperor, forced to level the world just to help his little master get some sleep. Prepare yourself. Because in this world, there are only two choices: kneel before Xiao Chen, or die beneath his feet.

I was a disgrace to the Prestwick family—a poor, unwanted son-in-law they wished their daughter had never married. She had chosen me for my looks, but now, even that wasn’t enough. She wanted out. A divorce. To erase me from her life and marry into wealth like her family had always intended. But I loved her. Despite the insults, the humiliation, the way they treated me like dirt beneath their feet—I refused to let go. That was my biggest mistake. Frustrated by my defiance, my brother-in-law took matters into his own hands. He killed me, tossing my body into a cold, dark river, leaving me to sink into oblivion. I should have died. I did die. But before I took my final breath, a man appeared before me, cloaked in shadow, his voice like a whisper from the abyss. "What is your last wish?" I should have begged for revenge. I should have cursed their names. But all I wanted was one more chance. One more chance to live. And so, I was granted life again. But I was no longer the same. My soul was no longer my own. My body was no longer mine to control. Because I had been reborn as something far more powerful. I was no longer John Prestwick. I was the Devil himself.

In a galaxy governed by the Universal Ranking System, power is quantified, and destiny is dictated by an omnipotent algorithm. Every being, from the lowliest drone to the most elite warrior, is assigned a rank that determines their worth, access, and fate. For centuries, the system has maintained order but now, it’s breaking down. Kael Arvid, a disgraced pilot turned rogue hacker, lives in the shadow of his former rank. Once a rising star in the Interstellar Fleet, Kael was stripped of his status after a catastrophic mission that left him questioning the system’s integrity. When he stumbles upon a hidden code buried deep within the algorithm a code that could dismantle the entire hierarchy—he becomes the most wanted man in the galaxy. Pursued by the ruthless Ascendancy Corps, Kael must forge uneasy alliances with outcasts, rebels, and rogue AIs who have their own reasons for wanting the system destroyed. But as Kael delves deeper into the code, he uncovers a chilling truth: the system isn’t just ranking lives it’s controlling them. And it has a plan for Kael that could either save the galaxy or doom it forever. As the ranking system spirals into chaos, Kael must decide whether to destroy the algorithm, seize control of it, or transcend it entirely. In a universe where every choice is quantified, Kael’s defiance could spark a revolution—or ignite a war that will consume the stars.

Eighteen-year-old Yukio Yoshino never stood out much. He was quiet, ordinary, the kind of kid people overlooked. But on one reckless whim, everything changed. On New Year’s Eve, he sat down at a casino table for the very first time and walked away with a fortune big enough to pull his struggling family out of poverty. With a grin and a lighter heart than he’d ever known, Yukio sent the winnings home and stepped into the crowded streets, thinking his luck had finally turned. It had, but not in the way he expected. A freak accident ended his life in an instant. When he opened his eyes again, Yukio found himself in a calm, endless white void. Waiting for him was Michibiki and Lord Fukui, the childish and maddeningly carefree God of Fortune. With a sheepish laugh, Fukui admitted the truth: Yukio only won because of borrowed divine luck… and the god had yanked it back by mistake, killing him in the process. Instead of an apology, Fukui offered Yukio a choice, fade away into a dull afterlife, or take a gamble on a second chance in Gaelora, a world of magic and monsters locked in a centuries-long war against demons. Yukio didn’t hesitate. Reborn in Gaelora with mastery over all six elements of magic and a strange, unpredictable skill of his own making, Yukio sets out to play the hand fate has dealt him. With Michibiki, an angelic guide who’s equal parts mentor and babysitter, he steps into a realm where every fight, every choice, and every spin of fortune could mean glory or ruin. For the first time in his life, Yukio isn’t just gambling for money. He’s gambling for the fate of a world and the odds have never been higher.

In a distant realm, the once glorious kingdom of Plenaria has fallen into oblivion, leaving behind only legends and murky history. No one remembers its splendor, its treasures, or its noble rulers. However, a young historian named Arwen believes that there is more to Plenaria than meets the eye. Driven by her insatiable curiosity and a passion for uncovering hidden truths, Arwen embarks on a perilous journey to unveil the secrets of the forgotten kingdom. Armed with sketchbooks, faded maps, and inspiring stories from ancient texts, she sets off on a quest to find any remnants of Plenaria that may still exist. As Arwen delves deeper into her investigation, she encounters a group of rebels who call themselves the Guardians of Plenaria. These rebels are determined to restore the kingdom to its former glory and protect its legacy from being forever lost. Seeing the determination and potential in Arwen, they take her under their wing and guide her through treacherous terrains and forbidden territories. Together, Arwen and the Guardians embark on a breathtaking adventure filled with hidden passageways, magical creatures, and ancient relics. However, their journey is not without challenges. A formidable enemy, the ruthless Lord Aldric, seeks to extinguish any remnants of Plenaria's existence. With his dark forces closing in, Arwen and the Guardians must race against time to unlock the kingdom's ultimate secret—a secret that might just hold the key to restoring Plenaria and saving it from eternal oblivion. "The Forgotten Kingdom" weaves a captivating tapestry of adventure, self-discovery, and the power of remembering. With each step closer to unlocking Plenaria's secrets, Arwen not only learns about the kingdom's past but also discovers her own strength and resilience. Alongside her newfound allies, she must strive to restore her kingdom

Lord Dryk and all his followers were defeated centuries ago. Or so the white mages believed until the reincarnation of his very own mistress, Ramona and her campaign to resurrect the dark lord. Yet darkness could return without the promise of a savior. Wayne a mage born without the gift was shipped off to stay with his uncle Alard and his daughter Calley, another abomination to the line of magic, while his father goes off with the other mages to find the savior and bring an end to the campaign of Ramona. But in the rarest of times, when no one expected, Wayne’s gift awakened, not in the manner which everyone thought it would be, and no one sensed it except Alard, yet that wasn’t all, Calley also awakened the gift like every other mage in history attracting the eyes of both good and evil, forging the prophecy to take a form no one saw coming and with it, the beginning of a long-avoided war. *** “I am tired of waiting for saviors, Fifteen years they have searched and found nothing. My father risks his life on a prophecy that may be empty. And we sit here like sheep, praying some child will appear to save us.” “In the old tales, it was not only mages who broke Dyrk’s host at the Battle of Broken Chains. It was the swords of men, thousands of them held the line while the archmages sang their spells. Common steel bought the world its freedom when magic faltered. If this Ramona comes again, let her face more than spells. Let her face men who will not wait for miracles.” Alard studied him for a long moment, something unreadable moving behind his eyes. “And what would you have, nephew?” “Train me,” Wayne said.

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

"What do you think you're doing Harvey? How dare you walk into my room without knocking?!" Gracia angrily exclaimed as she got up from the bed while covering her half naked body with a sexy red lingerie, something she never wore in the presence of Harvey, her husband. Harvey's fist tightened, his knuckles white with tension as his teeth grounded against each other. This moment epitomized utter disrespect, and he will not tolerate it. "How could you do this Gracia?!" Harvey yelled. "Who's this young man, how dare he interrupt our moment?" The man she was making out with said,glaring disgustingly at Harvey as he got up from the bed, wearing only a boxer and wrapping his arms around Gracia's waist. *********** On the night of his wedding anniversary, Harvey was made to sleep at the stables as the affluent guests couldn't stand the thought of spending the same abode with him. Despite this, he woke up early to make breakfast for the same people who humiliated him only to find his wife making out with another man on their matrimonial bed! When he retaliated, she threw divorce papers at him and sacked his betrayed self out of her mansion. May the Lord bless the day he broke free from the Andersons. His life took a graceful turn when it was revealed to him that he’s the biological son of the most talked about mogul in the city! Now that he has not only money but power, he swears on his mother's grave to make all those who looked down on him, wipe the very dirt on his shoes with their tongues!