Maiden With Eyes Of Blue

Mercy is a luxury when currency of survival is lifespan. Crackle . . . hiss . . . boom . . . rain falls on corpses. The storey opens on the mountain of the dead - the last battlefield of the human race. Li Wei, who is a broken man under the curse of accelerated ageing, stands among the ruins of the Ancient God. His shaking hands hold a divine artefact - The Eye of Judgement. His body decays. His breath comes out in broken gasps - huff, cough, splat. And then… betrayal. The only family he's ever had - his sister, Li Xue - looks coldly on as she drives the dagger deeper into his chest. Thud… hiss… crackle… She calls him "nothing but an adopted mistake." A man named Yang Xun, brilliantly like an idol of deceit, thanks him mockingly. That's when Li Wei realises - the world doesn't reward love. It rewards survival. When he dies, something ancient is roused inside The Eye of Judgement. And when he opens his eyes again - it's 2025, the day the god forsaken game, LYTABern, descends upon Earth.

All Ming Ho wanted was to hit submit on his scholarship application and finally get some sleep. He got the sleep. Just not the way he expected. When he wakes up, the modern world is gone. He's now Lucian Everstar, the sixth prince of the Valerian Empire, a realm where power is everything and weakness is a death sentence. His body is frail. His family wants him gone. And when he tries to open his eyes to see his new world, he sees nothing at all. He is completely, irreversibly blind. With only weeks until the Awakening Ordeal that will decide his fate, Lucian is trapped in darkness, surrounded by brothers who would sooner see him dead than share their bloodline. Survival seems impossible. Then the system chimes. [Transmigration perk: Due to the Old Lucian being blind, you have received a Primordial gift. False Sight.] A blind prince with a sight that rivals the gods. Now Lucian must navigate a world of monsters, politics, and assassins—all while hiding the fact that he can see more than anyone in the empire.

He woke in a stranger’s bed with a system in his skull, a son-in-law title on his tongue, and a missing shard that can rewrite who you are. Arin Voss opens his eyes inside Voss Manor with no memory of how he died, and a cold voice in his head called the Protocol that gives him missions and penalties. To survive he must play the role he’s been handed, marry into power, and chase Tessera, a stolen memory shard that can erase or sell a person’s past. As he hunts, he slips between two dangerous alliances. Evelyn, the ice-smart heiress, offers politics and protection. Maris, a smoky broker from the docks, offers heat and truth. Both pull him toward very different futures. When brokers start dying and the Protocol’s orders threaten to cut away pieces of his life, Arin faces a choice. Obey the machine and trade his identity for safety, or tear the system down and risk being erased for good. Legacy, lust, and lies converge in a high-stakes game where memory is currency, and love might be the only leverage left.

"Sign the divorce papers and crawl back to the gutter, vermin." For two years, Ren was known as the disposable, weak son-in-law of the ruthless Rossi Mafia family. They mocked him, calling him a coward who hid behind their empire. They didn't know the marriage was a calculated blind spot. It was a high-security sanctuary Ren chose perfectly to hide in while his cybernetic Death-Prediction System underwent a mandatory two-year dormancy. On the night his mafia queen of a wife coldly hands him the divorce papers to secure a syndicate merger, the countdown reaches zero. [System Update 100% Complete. Death-Prediction Matrix: ONLINE.] The leash is snapped. The Supreme Commander of the world's most lethal assassin vanguard has awakened. He doesn't need armies or guns. With eyes that calculate the exact time, cause, and probability of death for anyone he observes, Ren turns the city into his personal weapon. A failing chandelier, a ruptured gas valve, a mathematically flawless chain reaction... The Rossi family thought they were discarding a parasite. Instead, they unleashed the Reaper. Now, they will watch their criminal empire burn, one flawless "accident" at a time.

The last strand of patience I had snapped into shreds when she chose her ex-lover’s son over our dying daughter. Now she paraded around smiling, flaunting him like a trophy, while I was left with nothing but the cold, lifeless body of my child. This wasn’t about hurt anymore. It wasn’t even about pain. She’d stolen a soul from me — and she would feel every atom of what I felt, and more. “I want a divorce.” “That’s not happening. You and I are in this together,” she screeched, eyes boring into mine, searching for the man who always bent to her will. “You will sign the papers,” I said, every word a quiet stone. “Make me!” I stepped closer. My hand closed at her throat — delicate, trembling under my grip — and forced her to meet me. “Sign the papers,” I whispered, voice low and cold. “Or I’ll make you suffer so that even our daughter hears your screams from six feet under.”

In the year RE-500, a scientific discovery was made that pushed humanity to newer heights -- The Keltar potion! It was an extraordinary potion that allowed humans to extend their life beyond expectations.  With this discovery, Humans found that they could live for 380 to 400 years. The human body grew stronger, no longer succumbing to major illnesses. The rapid rate of cell healing and generation had multiplied ten tens over.  What a glorious discovery! No doubt, the world was in a joyous state. But with this blessing came a sharp rise in Crime.  To counter this, the World Administration, called the ‘Absolutes,’ not only declared the Death sentence Void... but also created a far ‘better’ solution for these many criminals with now longer lives – Mainland 01! And since then, thousands of years have gone by, with the world accepting this order. … Guilty, or Not Guilty? In a massive courtroom, a young man had his eyes lowered to the ground. He was innocent. He knew he was. But his fate now lay in the hands of the judges before him. Bain thought matters would end with justice always prevailing. However, how could his journey begin if it were that simple?

[Warning: This novel contains English and Nigerian Pidgin dialogue. Strictly Rated 18+.] Death wasn't the end for Chris. After a fatal accident in Port Harcourt, a fearless, street-smart Nigerian hustler opens his eyes in an entirely different world—inside the broken body of a dark-skinned orphan named Li Yan, a boy framed by his own Sect and left to die in the dreaded Void Mountain after surviving weeks across the merciless Red Sand Desert. In the brutal cultivation world of Tianhuang, strength is everything. The weak are trampled. The talented rule. The heavens favor only geniuses. Chris is none of those. He possesses no powerful bloodline, no influential family, no legendary master, and no natural cultivation talent. But the heavens made one mistake... They gave a Nigerian the Supreme Hustle African System. Fueled by Naija resilience, relentless hustle, crazy battle instincts, and a mouth that never knows when to stay quiet, Chris begins clawing his way from the very bottom. Every battle makes him stronger. Every setback becomes fuel. Every enemy is another stepping stone.

The rain had been falling on Moonveil City since dawn, running in silver threads down the tiled roofs, spilling from gutters into the crooked alleys. The sky was low and iron-grey, heavy enough to press against the tower-tops of the Martial Regulation Bureau. Inside the courtyard of the Moonveil District Arms Hall, Kael Ruan stood in silence, a new-issued badge in his hand. He was twenty-four, too young, too brash, they’d said, yet here he was, sworn as the youngest Arms Keeper in the city’s history. His mentor, Master Renji, watched from the covered steps, eyes narrowed as if weighing more than just the rain. [Silent Oath System Activated] Oath Energy: 0/100 Core Blade Slots: Shadowsteel (Locked), Frostvein (Locked), Dawnpiercer (Locked) Techniques: Oath Cut (Locked), Sword Recall (Locked) The voice cold, ringing inside his skull had woken with his oath to defend the district. It spoke without warmth, without mercy. It offered strength in exchange for vows sworn before witnesses. But the warning was clear: break an oath, and the System would take more than power from him.

In the Xuanhuang world, the sky had shattered centuries ago, leaving behind the "Celestial Fracture" that poisoned the world's energy and constrained the path of cultivation. Lin Feng, a weak and ailing mine slave, was accidentally struck by a mysterious stone from a meteorite. This stone turned out to be a "Heaven's Core Shard"—a fragment of the broken sky—that fused with his soul and granted him eyes capable of "Deconstructing All Laws." With his newfound ability, he saw the world not as a mystery, but as a collection of puzzles that could be taken apart and reassembled. From the lowliest kicking technique to forgotten ancient legacies, he could comprehend the essence of everything. However, this power made him a target for many factions: orthodox sects seeking to exploit him, wicked cultivators wanting to steal his soul core, and ancient beings awakened from slumber as he began to "repair" the damaged sky. His journey was not just one to become the strongest, but also to become the "Heavenly Repairman." Each step he took transformed the world, creating new cultivation arts, revolutionary artifacts, and ultimately, posing the ultimate question: should the shattered sky be restored to its original state, or reassembled into something entirely new?

Synopsis: In the heart of darkness, the spark of retribution, In the soul’s betrayal, the seed of vengeance sown, In the ashes of love, the phoenix of justice rose. Fate’s cruel jest, a play of shadows cast, Upon this stage of life, the truth unmasked. The age unfolded as a tragic drama, blurring the lines between right and wrong. Edward Steel, a man of humble beginnings who got more grit than met the eyes, bore the brunt of his wife’s transgressions, serving her sentence in prison. But when he walked out a free man, all that awaited him was not gratitude but divorce papers. Sarah Smith, his so-called true-blue wife, had long turned into a slave to greed and a harlot to wealth, tangled up with a wealthy degenerate rotten to the core. Edward, always the one to turn the other cheek, was only met with endless treachery and deceit. All he wanted was a quiet exit, but instead, he was subjected to a mountain of humiliation. How much can a man endure? Join Edward on his odyssey from the depths of despair to the pinnacle of power in ‘Prison to Pinnacle: Ex-wife’s Eternal Remorse’, witnessing the birth of a legend that would promise to illuminate the path to moral clarity in a world grown dim!