Mage Academy: I Have Infinite Skill Points

The man let out a sudden laugh, broken and relieved, that escaped from deep in his chest. Tears began to fill his eyes, joy replacing the panic that had consumed him moments before. “Five million bitcoin,” he declared, his voice shaking with emotion. “That will be your reward.” Lucas blinked slowly, trying to process the words. “Five million bitcoin?” he asked cautiously as he did not even know the worth of it in dollars. “What does that even mean? Can I at least get a decent meal with that tonight?” The young woman swallowed hard, still staring at him, her lips trembling slightly. “It means,” she said softly, “your life has just changed forever.” Lucas frowned, confusion and disbelief across his face. “How?” he asked, his voice barely a whisper. She hesitated, taking a deep breath before speaking again. “Five million bitcoin is worth Three hundred thirty-five billion, eight hundred thirty-one million, six hundred fifty thousand dollars. ” Lucas froze completely. The world spun beneath him. His vision blurred. 335, 831, 650, 000.00 dollars?? The sound of rain outside disappeared, all he could hear was the sound of the figure echoing in his ear.

Imagine borrowing money from your best friend and selling your car to buy a diamond ring for your wife on your wedding anniversary.

Dying at twenty-five, Ethan wakes up thirty years later to a ruined Earth where his own name is synonymous with the apocalypse. Armed with a 'Future Self System' that grants him the combat skills of his older, legendary, and far more ruthless persona, Ethan must navigate a world of scavengers and cultists. But as he unlocks secrets to save humanity, he faces a terrifying choice: follow the path of the man who ended the world, or struggle to carve his own fate while losing his grip on who he truly is.

Same day she discloses her pregnancy to her husband, the King is the same day he dies at the hands of his step mother, a witch who wants to usurp the throne.

Jack thought hitting rock bottom was the worst thing that could happen—until he struck gold. Fired. Betrayed. Humiliated. Jack’s life collapses in a single day. The love of his life laughs behind his back, his friend at the office stabs him in his back, his aunts finally show their true colors after his dad died, and the world seems determined to spit on his face. Then, while drowning his sorrows in a dingy bar, a wrinkled lottery ticket in his jacket pocket turns out to be worth $2 million dollars. Overnight, Jack goes from a broken man to the most eligible bachelor in the city. He lives the life of a king. However, wealth does strange things to a wounded heart. Now, he isn’t chasing Samantha’s love or his wicked, greedy, purse-loving aunts. He’s inviting them to witness what they gave up. With each dollar spent, each luxury acquired, Jack isn’t trying to move on—he’s trying to rewrite history. But money can't heal betrayal. It only puts a spotlight on it. And Jack’s not sure whether he won the lottery… or if the lottery just unlocked a part of him best left buried.

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.

Who said destiny was in your own hands? Who lied to you? It was written on flesh the day you got your name. Slaves to a race of people that balance the karma of the cosmos... Yet abuse all it's power and gifts in their failed self gratification... Yes! It's true, all for their amusement. But now a boy considered as much an abomination as a hawk and a dog giving birth to a child, is born of high blood and seeks freedom from destiny's shackles. He roams planes and defeat opponents as he struggles to climb to the top. P.s. this is a fantasy earth. Also the book cover isn't mine.

"I've been humiliated for too long. Now you will all pay. It will be my pleasure to return every spite you have directed at me, you damned losers."

Ethan loved her with empty pockets and a full heart. He worked until his hands bled. Skipped meals. Gave her everything he had. On Valentine’s Day, he planned to give her the one gift he could never afford. Instead, he caught her in another man’s arms. His brother’s arms. They laughed at him. They told him love without money was worthless. They threw him away like trash. That same night, his phone rang. And the world flipped. One hundred million dollars appeared in his account. A powerful family came looking for their lost heir. And the poor boy nobody wanted became the man nobody could touch. Now the woman who left him wants him back. The family that crushed him wants forgiveness. But Ethan is done begging. Done loving with nothing. This time, he decides who deserves him.

“Your family’s blood runs thick with treason.” The words seared into young Thorne Valtor’s mind as he watched his world crumble. His uncle’s guards dragged his father away in chains, accused of murdering the grandfather Thorne barely knew. His mother lunged forward, desperate to stop them, only to be cut down in a spray of blood right before his eyes. “Mother!” Thorne’s scream echoed uselessly as blades flashed again. His father broke free for a heartbeat, grabbing Thorne in a frantic escape attempt, but arrows felled him mid-stride. Thorne crumpled beside his father’s body, the warmth of life fading under his small hands. The uncle’s shadow loomed over him. “You’re no longer needed here, boy.” Sold into slavery to the neighboring kingdom of Eldoria, Thorne toiled in the brutal depths of their mining pits, his body scarred by whips and his spirit hardened by years of endless labor. Freedom came not from mercy, but from chaos: Eldoria fell under siege by a nameless horde wielding forbidden dark mage powers, their shadows twisting reality itself. Thorne fled through the carnage, crossing borders back to his homeland of Valeria, where he sought refuge in his father’s hidden sanctuary,a forgotten cavern etched with ancient runes. There, a sealed door his father had once whispered about beckoned. “It will open when the time is right.” The time was now. The door yielded, revealing five ethereal thrones occupied by spectral ancient mages. “He has returned, the chosen one.” They descended, pressing a glowing tome into his hands. “Within lies powers, Use it wisely, heir of the clovers. “Do the right thing.” Read on to unravel a tale where betrayal forges heroes, magic awakens legacies, and one boy’s choice could shatter empires or mend them.