Rise Of The Brave Tangled Dragons

[Hello Micheal….welcome to the Austra System. You have been selected to be part of the group.] “Austra? The universe itself?” Even though he was a qualified businessman, his position as partner at a prestigious conglomerate—Bio-tech, which also was his birthright as it was willed to him by his late father, was contemptuously snatched from him by the people he called family, therefore leaving him with nothing, to be left alone to die in a dejected manner. However, every thing changed when the Austra System took over. A system that would give him wealth, power and most importantly, grant him his greatest wish—to make them all pay, and reclaim what is rightfully his. ‘The rise of the billionaire heir’ is a sequel of the Austra System takeover. A book centered on Mike, while the next book will be on Noah and the next, Jessy.

Johnny Burns, a lowly, homeless commoner whose girlfriend had been cheating on him with a hotshot, was unprepared to be nearly killed on the way to deliver a package. Luckily, the Divine Power System awakened in his body, making him one of the rare people with superpowers. Now part of the elite, he discovered that he's the long lost heir to the Burns family, known for their fire power, but what they don't know is that he can do more than just use fire. With his unlimited power, he was going to take the world by storm. Mega Writing Prompt #002/MWP#002

Long before humanity's rise among the supernatural, an ancient conflict raged—a war of unseen forces that shaped the fragile coexistence between mortals and ethereal beings. Colonies and clans, once divided by strife, found themselves bound by an uneasy peace. But as whispers of a long-forgotten prophecy surfaced, a new chapter in history began to unfold. The death of Azriel’s primal form was believed to mark the end of chaos, yet the world remained in ruin. Civilization teetered on the edge of collapse, forcing survivors to navigate a new reality—one where technology, resources, and shelter were scarce. Just as humanity struggled to reclaim its place, an unforeseen force stirred in the darkness, awakening the ineffable. What was thought to be the end was merely the beginning. New alliances will be forged, old adversaries will rise, and the dawn of the supernaturals will reshape destiny itself.

“So this is what you really want, Jasmine?” he asked, his voice calm yet laced with an undercurrent of disappointment. “After everything?” She crossed her arms, her expression hardening. “Let’s not pretend there was ever an ‘everything’ between us. You don’t get to guilt me, Ethan. I’ve been miserable, living with a man who has no drive, no ambition. I’ve wasted enough time.” Ethan’s mouth tightened, but he stayed silent, letting her words sink in. She’d always seen him as a failure, the quiet husband who blended into the background. And now, with the prospect of a new life on the horizon, she was willing to cast him aside without hesitation. In that moment, Ethan felt something within him shift—a quiet yet powerful resolve. She had no idea who he was, what he had done for her, and the lengths he had gone to support her dreams while sacrificing his own. The weight of his hidden life, his secrets, his true identity, all of it bore down on him, but he remained silent. He calmly reached for a pen, signing his name with a steady hand. As he finished, he pushed the papers back to her, his eyes meeting hers with a new intensity. “You’ll get what you want, Jasmine,” he said quietly, each word filled with a weight she couldn’t quite decipher. “But I want you to remember this moment.” She blinked, confused, perhaps even a little unnerved by his composed demeanor. “Remember it? What are you talking about?”

Three years ago, an accident caused me to lose my memory and powers, leaving me with no choice but to marry into the Cooper family as a live-in son-in-law. It wasn't until I witnessed my wife's infidelity that she presented me with divorce papers. On the day of our divorce, under the tree at the crossroads, a beautiful girl was waiting for me...

This is a story of a young football player hoping to make a name in the world, his name is George Wenton. His dream seems quite difficult to achieve, or impossible due to his ineligibility to feature in his only gateway to play for his dream club, Alla Madrid, one of the best clubs in the world. As all hope seems lost, his best friend, Imikah Donn comes up with an alternative which is playing for the English National Team, the English Champions. On his debut, he performs so badly, people label him a failure. He has decided to die but just at that moment, a system appears claiming to be the only solution to his problem. Will he trust this strange system which promises to level-up his skills and him as a footballer? Even if he does, will Wenton be able to perform all the tasks assigned daily to him by the system, penalty of non-performance which is death? DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction, names similar to real life characters are pure coincidence.

Rian was just a disposable office boy in London until a dying alien's gift turned his right eye into a living supercomputer. Now, he sees what others can't, emotional stats, hidden scandals, and the very weaknesses of the elite. From the shadowy alleys of Shoreditch to the high-stakes boardroom of Sterling Tech, Rian navigates a dangerous world of corporate greed and extraterrestrial threats. As he falls for the cold CEO Victoria Sterling, he must decide, will he remain the master of the system, or will the system consume his humanity?

Lucas, a live-in son-in-law is mistreated and despised by his in-laws and wife. After he tries to question his wife's engagement to another man, he is beaten, forced to sign the divorce papers, and shot dead. But instead of being dead, a strange twist of fate lands him in the body of Nathaniel Hayes, the wealthiest man in the country, who has been in a coma for ten years. He wakes up to fortune and is fueled by a desire for revenge on the Ross family and everyone who had despised and shunned him. He vows to make them all regret. However, Lucas faces a dilemma when he discovers a threat to his new identity. Can he get even with his enemies while keeping his new life safe?

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

"That's a check for one million dollars. Take it and leave. Go reunite with your mistress and live your lavish lie." Caroline's voice cracked as she slammed the check against August's chest, her eyes red-rimmed and burning. For three years, she had played the loyal wife to a crippled man. Three years of silence. Three years of him vanishing each month without explanation. Three years of missing money and whispered rumors she'd desperately tried to ignore. She loved him once. But even love has limits. August watched his devastated wife walk away, her footsteps echoing like a death sentence. The truth sat on his tongue—boiling, desperate to be free. But he swallowed it. Not yet. For her safety, she had to remain in the dark. Three years ago, he emerged from a brutal war victorious but broken—ambushed when his strength was at its lowest, his legs shattered, his body labeled useless. They wrote him off. They laughed at the wheelchair-bound shell of a once-great warrior. But August never accepted that fate. As the door slammed behind Caroline, something inside him cracked—not broke, cracked open. His Qi, long dormant, surged like a tidal wave. And for the first time in three years… August stood. The wheelchair sat empty. Now, the man they abandoned is rising. His enemies will kneel. And his wife? He will protect her from the very family scheming to strip her of everything—even if she hates him for the secrets he kept. Let them come. August is done sitting down.