Pov Masculino

He was one of the many millions of salary earners on earth. Confined to his job with an hectic schedule all day round with no time to attend to his own wellbeing. Finally it happened, the only way out for him to escape the bondage of being a salary earner. On his way to meet a business personnel, he was meet with stormy seas as his boat filps over and he ends up drowning to death. Questions ravaging through his mind as it dawned on him that he was going to die due to being overworked. Or at least that is what was supposed to happen. When he opened his eyes, he was meet with a bloody scene of a woman lying dead on the floor with a sword embedded in her stomach. The next occurrence was a splitting headache that had him on his knees and his voice going at the top of his lungs. After he had recovered, the memories of where he was and what had happened had all been installed into him. His goal, simple. To take revenge on behalf of the fallen queen and her kingdom. His object of revenge.... The Emperor who rules over the Conrad Empire and also the most powerful being in the continent.

🏆 ["Sliver Medal" in System Category of "Meganovel Annual Writing Contest 2022"] 🏆 ‘Perhaps being stuck in a game isn’t so bad!’, Kyle thought moments before he was mistaken for a hidden boss by a rather dim, but quite powerful knight. That was the moment he learned what immediate regret meant. Kyle was an ordinary student at an insignificant university. Being the pinnacle of ‘average’, his life was as mundane as it could get, that is, until he found himself unable to log out of the full dive game that had recently released. Life in a game wasn’t too bad, that is if one’s not hunted day and night by the players, who mistook him for a special hidden boss with near human level A.I. And no amount of trying to convince them that he was, in fact, human helped. He survived a while until a knight kicked him though a boss door in a dungeon. Usually, facing a lich at such a low level would be a death sentence. By all means, it should have been. But lady luck smiled on him for once in his absolutely mundane life, and he found himself in the possession of said lich. About as confused as he can get, Kyle’s new life took a rather awkward and bizarre turn. And as such, his life of adventure fille with colourful and quirky characters, ferocious monsters and downright terrifying encounters began!

An encounter with death changes the course of Remian's life. With death literally floating over his shoulder, he set out for the Frontier... Discord: https://discord.gg/yg5jNCxw

Once, he was the God of War of the Ninth Heaven—the ruler of the gods’ battlefield. Now, he awakens in the modern world as a man without power, without status. He married a distinguished woman, Rachel Corriere. For three years of marriage, Ares indeed had no job. Considered useless, he was ultimately discarded like trash. When his wife chose another man, his divine seal began to crumble. Memories of war returned. And the God of War awakened. What will happen next? Will Areskael retaliate against the mistreatment he received from his ex-wife?

In his past life, Tharos was the strongest God of War. The kind who killed dragons with his bare hands and crushed entire armies alone but his own pantheon feared his strength, so they murdered him. Now he is reborn as a mortal… with no memory of his past, until the day his village is destroyed, and the rage inside him wakes up. Tharos begins to remember pieces of the truth, the gods who stabbed him in the back, the wars he once led, and the power sleeping inside him. His rise is brutal. His path is bloody. Every realm he steps into trembles. Every woman who meets him wants him or wants to kill him. Every god who hears his name starts to panic. Because Tharos isn’t coming for forgiveness. He’s coming for revenge. The God of War has been reborn and this time, he’s not fighting for the gods. He’s fighting to end them.

Kael Draven never asked for a war. He just wanted to survive college, win a few fights, and live a normal life. But normal ended the night his best friend betrayed him. Now, supernatural assassins hunt him. Ancient powers awaken inside him. And everyone wants him dead because of a bloodline he never knew existed. Trapped between warring factions, Kael must master abilities he doesn't understand while uncovering who destroyed his family. Every ally could be a traitor. Every battle could be his last. The hidden warlord pulling the strings wants Kael's power for something far worse than conquest. And Kael's running out of time to stop him. In a world where gods scheme and bloodlines determine fate, one reluctant fighter will either become the weapon everyone fears or die trying to stay human. The war has begun. And Kael Draven is at the center of it all.

Born into violence and hardship, a charismatic fighter discovers that winning the heart of the otherworldly being he desires requires nothing less than a crown of his own. This is the saga of ambition, passion, and the chaos of a world in flux. Set in a fantasy realm echoing medieval Europe, the story follows a ruthless warrior's bloody path to power where alliances are forged in both the battlefield and the bedroom. The protagonist, Luc Beaumont, is as dangerous as he is magnetic, leaving a trail of conquered enemies and seduced lovers men and women alike in his wake. He takes what he wants without apology, building his empire one calculated move at a time. (Note: While the story moves at a steady pace, the protagonist earns his victories through cunning and force, not cheap tricks. Luc shows no mercy, particularly to male rivals. Romantic and erotic content appears throughout, but not in every chapter.)

For four years, Pervis Howard was the perfect victim. A human blood bank for his wife's "best friend's brother." A walking ATM for Anna's designer lifestyle. A doormat who apologized for breathing too loudly. When Anna needed Noah's monthly transfusion, Pervis rolled up his sleeve. When Noah needed a place to "recover," Pervis gave up his bed. When Anna wanted to humiliate him in public, Pervis smiled and took it. But every dog has its day. After catching his wife in bed with her precious Noah, after being locked in a basement like an animal, after watching his dying grandmother thrown into the street—Pervis Howard died. In his place rose something far more dangerous: the lost heir to the Coleman octomillionaire empire. Three adopted sisters spent fifteen years searching for him. Three brilliant women raised with one mission: find the Coleman family's missing son. When Aria finally tracked down the broken man in that hospital bed, she didn't just save his life—she awakened a sleeping giant. Now the blood bank has become a war chest worth $800 million. Now the doormat commands armies of lawyers, doctors, and enforcers. Now the pathetic husband owns the very hospital where his wife plays Florence Nightingale. Now three lethal sisters stand ready to help him burn down everyone who ever wronged him. Anna wanted a divorce? She'll get papers served by federal agents. Noah needed medical care? He'll get it—on the battlefield as a combat medic. They wanted Pervis gone? They should have killed him when they had the chance. Because when an Zillionaire heir and God of War decides to collect his debts—with three vengeful sisters at his side—bankruptcy is just the beginning.

Everyone in Chicago thought Keith Cross was nothing—a discarded war hero turned human blood bank for his in-laws. His wife called him a leech, her mother demanded he donate or die, and her new lover promised to "drain him dry." But what they didn’t know? That “worthless freeloader” they mocked… was the Miracle Doctor they’d been desperately begging to save their dying son. “You think you can throw me out like trash?” Keith says with a slow, deadly smirk. “You’ve been living off my charity this entire time.” When Keith flashes his black VIP card, the world shifts. Elite restaurant managers fall to their knees. Security guards bow. And his ex-wife? She drops to the floor, begging for mercy after publicly calling him a busboy in disguise. “You said I was a blood bag,” Keith says, towering over her. “Funny. You never asked whose blood ran this city's veins.” She called him weak. He became untouchable. Now he’s back—to take everything they stole, and leave them gasping in the dust of his name.

He trusted his brother. He believed in love. He swore an oath. But what happens when all three turn into lies? Kabri was once a silent force in the shadows—an elite operative loyal to a cause, to his blood, and to the woman who said she carried his child. But loyalty means nothing when betrayal runs deeper than bullets. When Jamil—his own brother—fakes his death and pulls the strings from behind the curtain, Kabri’s world fractures. Then comes Evelyn. The woman who wasn’t who she claimed to be. The pregnancy? A lie—twice over. The love? A weapon. The truth? Buried under years of deception. Now hunted across continents, with a child’s life on the line and hallucinations of Evelyn whispering from the grave, Kabri is trapped in a brutal mind game. The lines blur between justice and revenge, love and obsession, reality and delusion. Why did Jamil destroy everything? Was Evelyn ever real? And in the end… who is Kabri, really? The Blood Oath is an urban psychological thriller packed with fire-fights, betrayals, shifting identities, and one impossible question: If your past was a lie, can you ever escape it? Or are some oaths written in blood… meant to end in blood?