Power Couple

Spencer Ford was a ghost in his own life, overlooked, underestimated, forgotten. Until the day death reached for him… and missed. Surviving a fatal accident grants him a power that shouldn’t exist, the God of War Physique, an instinctive mastery of martial arts that experts spend decades to achieve. But fate isn’t done with him. A second brush with death awakens something even rarer, a divine healing gift capable of rewriting life and death itself. Now the world that once ignored him is desperate to claim him. Or kill him. Martial clans want to control him. Medical guilds want to dissect him. A shadowy organization wants his powers erased. From nobody to legend, Spencer must choose what he stands for, and who he becomes. In a world where everyone can awaken a power he became the one they were never prepared for.

[BOOK 1 OF HOLY STAR] Set in a world where the most powerful continent is ruled by the most powerful nation, and the most prominent symbol of grand power there is the Temple of Wisdom. Etanai Bazu, a nobody from the slums of Stell City, received a gift from the most powerful celestial, The God of Scriptures, through a life-altering experience that left him with an unstable mind. Along with four A-list military trainees: Chad Bravo, Cassandra Rayer, Bava Edward, and Garu Chanti, Etanai became a Holy Warrior to the priestess of the Temple of Wisdom. While dealing with a deranged mind and an uncontrollable power, Etanai is dragged into a journey entailing friendship, alliances, and enemies; dealing with trauma and healing them; trust and betrayal in relationships; the pros and cons of fame; dirty politics in the sacred temple…… then there’s love. The newborn warrior couldn’t fight against the pull of Forbidden Love, not if Priestess Eshya was involved. (Note: bXb and gXg characters.)

Billy , a cunning young man, marries into wealth hoping to secure power, but when his ambitions crumble, he betrays Shantel_ The woman who truly loved him. His greed sets off a spiral that ends in his ruin, showing that no man outruns karma.

They called him cursed. They were right—just not the way they thought. Kaelen Veyra bleeds too easily. But his blood is poison to power itself. In a world of cultivation and clans, he's the Voidborn—feared, hunted, unstoppable. From janitor to legend. From victim to god of war. This is his rise

he gods were worshiped for centuries, their divine tower a symbol of hope. But when the gods turned silent, the tower sealed itself, leaving mortals to fight and die at its gates for scraps of divine relics. Every year, the empire sends prisoners, warriors, and expendable souls into the tower to claim power or perish. None ever rreturns Kaelen Veyr, once a decorated soldier, is betrayed by his commander and thrown into the tower as punishment for a crime he didn’t commit. Left for dead, Kaelen discovers something no one else has: a fragment of a god, buried deep on the first floor. The god is no savior, but an exile, chained and bitter, whispering promises of freedom and vengeance. With this cursed power, Kaelen begins his ascent. Floor by floor, he’ll conquer monsters, claim relics, and uncover why the gods vanished. But the higher he climbs, the more he learns: the gods were not protectors, they were prisoners. And Kaelen may be climbing straight into their war.

Society hates Lucian Morningstar due to the poverty that tinted his life after his inheritance was taken away from him. Even death rejected him but gave him a system that provided him wealth and power to send his wrath and revenge on those who humiliated and stained the Legacy of the Morningstar Continental.

Roy alias Rey, escapes from prison and becomes a fugitive. Previously, he was accused of murdering his own family. His father, mother, and two younger sisters died mysteriously. A system power helps him escape from prison so he can find out who framed him.

Synopsis “You’re not worthy of being my husband anymore, Gilbert! You’re trash! I’ve found a real man, and I’m already pregnant with his child.” On the very day Gilbert Brook walks out of prison, having taken the fall for a crime he didn’t commit, he’s greeted not with love or redemption—but betrayal. His wife, Geraldine Brook, publicly divorces him, mocking the years of loyalty, sacrifice, and silence he gave her. That night, on what was supposed to be their fourth wedding anniversary, he stumbles upon her in bed with her ex-boyfriend, Ethan Dalon. Humiliated. Shattered. Cast out into the cold rain like garbage. But that night isn’t the end of Gilbert Brook. It’s the death of a name and the rebirth of a legacy. Because Gilbert Brook never truly existed. He is Alexander Steele, rightful heir to the trillion-dollar Steele Empire. Grandson to Richard Steele, the elusive kingmaker who built a dynasty hidden from the world. Forged in secrets, wealth, and power, Alexander’s bloodline is more than just royal, it’s dangerous. Now, the man the world scorned returns as a storm. With limitless resources and a new identity, Alexander begins to unravel a list of betrayals and erase every name on it. But vengeance isn’t his only inheritance. A darker truth lies buried beneath the Steele name. A prophecy. A curse. And an artifact of unimaginable power: The Book of Ages. Ancient. Mythical. Feared. Said to hold the power to rewrite fate itself, the Book can only be awakened by a blood bond, Alexander’s blood, fused with the one he loves most. But who's she?

With more power than the government and more influential than the church, Ben manages to be the greatest drug lord in the black market. This great power and influence comes also with unnecessary attention and draws greedy attempts amongst his associates, including the Tang dynasty. After the negotiable compliant Mr. Tang was befallen with stroke, the business was left in the amateur hands of the two sons, Wu and Li. The Tang brothers were greedy and sought the power Ben possessed. So the two brothers rage the war and it’s the Tang brothers against Ben. Along the way, Ben’s brother-Reuben- is badly injured and is admitted. Elsewhere circumstances and over burden obligations drive a man to suicide but fortunately he survives a forty floor story building drop and is admitted in the same hospital Reuben is admitted. This coincidental unplanned encounter leads to the first meet up between Brian and Ben. At very potential danger and a failed attempted assassination, Ben cooks up an insane idea and opts to hire Brian to act as Reuben temporarily. So the train wreck begins, initially Brian portrays as a humble aspiring drug accomplice but after several attempts by the Tang brothers, Ben is forced to lay low and entrusts Brian with his empire. This move changed the tables, Brian’s ambition and goal to be the best brings hell on earth for those around and loyal to Ben, especially the knights. The excessive blood spilling draws Ben from his hideout, and chaos was everywhere, worse Brian joins forces with the Tang dynasty. However Ben is determined to prove the two merged forces that he was the head for a reason. So the war escalates and eventually only one emerges the strongest.

"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 ]