Ouran Highschool Host Club Twins

Cast aside and left paralyzed, the disowned son of the world’s most powerful mafia syndicate takes revenge by hijacking the corpses of his family’s victims. From a wheelchair, with his remaining lifespan steadily eroding, he wages a silent war that leaves no trace.

In the midst of Varidianth and Valorthorn's war, Arlo defies death and gains unusual magical powers from the gods, including the ability to traverse the realm of the dead and become one of them. Yet, a dark and formidable force, ancient and relentless, hunts him from the shadows of death, threatening to harm all those he loves.

Strategos Ryker Alden was Apex-ranked — the System's #1 human, the man who held the eastern Anchor Points single-handedly. Then the Collapse hit, his own command marked him for elimination, and the world watched their war god die. Six months later, he's alive. Level 1. Unranked. Forgotten by name, hunted by instinct because the officers who buried him know a truth no one else does: the Collapse wasn't random. It was timed. Engineered. And Ryker was the only man capable of stopping it. Now, under a stolen name, he's rebuilding from nothing while the faction that killed him consolidates a war he was born to win. Every Skill he reclaims, every Anchor Point he takes back, brings him closer to the men who erased him and to a truth about who gave the order that will burn the last thing he trusts to the ground.

In the Great Yan Empire, the Long Clan stood as the pillars of the north. Their young heir, Long Chen,was its brightest star—a genius born with the "Primordial Marrow"—a gift seen once in a thousand years. However, his brilliance planted a seed of envy in the heart of most elders. On his sixteenth birthday, the heavens turned red. His family was butchered by a coalition led by his father’s sworn brother, Wei Jue, who tore what he believed to be the Primordial marrow from Chen’s body and left him for dead in the Forbidden God-Grave Valley. Deep within the valley's lethal mists, Long Chen was rescued by Grandmaster Mo, a legendary figure who had ascended past the mortal realm centuries ago. Under Mo's training, Long Chen didn't just rebuild his broken body; he cultivated the "Chaotic Origin Scripture," a forbidden technique that allows him to devour the energy of his enemies and the “Heaven-Devouring Void Script” a relic from bygone age, capable of swallowing entire realms. A decade later, a mysterious youth enters the capital. He carries no banner and wears no crest, but his eyes hold the coldness of a thousand winters. The traitor now sits on the throne, believing the Long line is extinct forgetting that when you strike at a dragon and fail to kill it, it returns to burn your world to ashes. Long Chen begins his march, reclaiming the Long Clan's ancestral relics one by one. To the world, he is an unstoppable force of nature; to the traitors, he is a ghost from the grave who has come to collect a blood debt that can only be paid in full.

Terry died when he was stabbed by Bobby shit. Instead of being sent to heaven, hell, limbo, or purgatory, Terry was sent back to earth by Saint Peter. His mission was to help hurl back the earthbound demons from Earth to their home in Ghoul.********* While Lucifer ruled over hell and demons, Samael had authority over the earthbound demons and their home in Ghoul. And it was his duty to keep them away from earth. But then, one or two among that spirit always escaped and they were caught before any damage was done. Saint Peter released the breath he had been holding. No doubt, Lucifer must be at the root of this. What is he up to? That lord of hell is as unpredictable as a loose cannon. "How can I be of help?" "I need some angels to help in bringing them back ." Saint Peter laughed sardonically, "You know that's impossible, right?" Sameal's grunted louder from the other side of the call. "Hmm... You will think of something, won't you?" "Sì." "Thank you." Saint Peter hisses and then presses the terminate button. "Saint Peter," Terry called out. The saint removed a pair of spectacles, wiped the glasses with an impeccable white handkerchief, and then placed the spectacles back at the edge of his nose. "I need your help, mortal."

Exiled. Stripped. Shattered. Prince Arix was framed for the Empress’s murder by his own brother and tossed into The Abyss —a Dyson-sphere prison the size of a solar system. Most enter the "Scrap Heap" to die. Arix entered to wake up. Deep in the vacuum of the lowest level, a dormant relic in his blood flickers to life: The Warden’s Master-Key System. While the galaxy’s most dangerous criminals struggle to survive the prison's lethal laws, Arix has the power to rewrite them. From the mana-soaked floating islands of the High Fantasy Wing to the chrome-slicked streets of the Tech-Noir Sector, he isn't just planning a breakout. He’s building an army of gods, monsters, and outlaws to march back to the throne. The Abyss was meant to be his grave. Instead, he’s making it his kingdom.

Harrison didn't die in battle; he died in the dark, feeling the cold steel of blades forged by his own blacksmiths. The empire he built on a foundation of blood and absolute loyalty executionally severed his head from his shoulders because his brilliance became their greatest terror. They thought burying the legendary warlord would secure their peace, but Harrison wakes up in the mud, trapped in the bruised, malnourished body of Collins, a conscripted grunt for the very nation he spent a decade trying to erase. Stripped of his legendary stature but armed with a lifetime of unmatched military strategy and burning malice, Harrison must survive the brutal meat-grinder of the front lines from the bottom up. His former army, now led by the treacherous generals who tore his life away, is marching toward total dominion. To destroy them, Harrison has to master the art of the inside game, weaponizing his new identity to infiltrate, undermine, and utterly dismantle his own legacy from the shadows before his new body betrays him first.

For three years, Caleb Thorne kept Vanguard Capital's dirty secrets buried beneath immaculate spreadsheets. Then, his fiancé and CEO handed him a Federal indictment for embezzlement, a sealed confession signed in his name, and a pair of handcuffs. Left to rot in a private underground holding facility while they swallowed his life's work, Caleb didn't break. He adapted. When a catastrophic security failure cracks his cell door open, Caleb walks out into a rainy Chicago night not as a victim, but as a ghost. Armed with the cryptographic keys to every offshore account Vanguard owns, he has seventy-two hours to dismantle the empire that betrayed him before they realize the man they buried is coming back for every last cent.

Jude Marsh is the most disrespected man in the Hargrove family. Broke, quiet, mocked at every family dinner, treated as the poor son-in-law who got lucky marrying up. What no one in that house knows is that three years ago, Jude wasn’t Jude. He was the Ghost, the deadliest contract killer alive, and he buried that identity on purpose to live an ordinary life with the one woman who ever chose him without knowing what he was. That life starts cracking the moment his old world catches his scent again, and a ruthless businessman begins tightening his grip on the family Jude swore to protect. One threat wants him back. The other wants everything Jude built to burn. He has no choice but to become the Ghost again, one quiet move at a time, without his wife ever finding out what she really married.

Dante Voss returned from the dead to destroy the empire that murdered his family. But when he discovers his lost sister is now the heir of his greatest enemy, revenge becomes a deadly game of secrets, betrayal, and survival.