Rise Of The Demon General

"Oh my God! When last did you have a shower?! You reek!" He yelled pinching his nose to block out the smell. **** "Just go and die in a ditch or something!" **** "Exactly! Crawl back to whatever hole you came from!" **** "Of course not. I definitely don't know a dirty, poor delivery boy who slaves his ass off only to be paid little to nothing." **** "Oh! You idiot! You were meant to take it on the counter! Do I need to teach you everything like a child?!" **** He just wanted this world to end right here and right now. Enough was enough! When was he ever going to enjoy his life?! When?! He was miserable. He just wanted to die right now. Everyone hated Arthur Duderte, including the woman whom he thought loved him. Everyone turned their backs against him, until mother luck shone on him and he received news that he was the heir of the Duderte Empire... One of the biggest empires in the City. Now, he had the power to get revenge on those who had ridiculed him in the past.

Oliver has been treated like trash for being a poor son-in-law. But things were about to change for he who was called useless is actually the richest man in the country!

Liamson, the wealthiest business man in the city, decided to make himself poor after noticing ladies only want his money. He got married to Riley who he helped to grow her business secretly. Riley and her family treated him like a trash bag because he was their live-in son-in-law. Eventually, she served him a divorce papers the same day he was called upon by his family. She tricked him into signing them, and also started dating someone who she doesn't know was an imposter. Liamson vowed to make her regret all that she did to her, it took a turn around when her family deceived her into signing off her right.  His plan still remains, to make Riley, her family and those who looked down on him suffer until their last breath. Will he take revenge from all of them?.

“His bones were empty… or so they thought. Until the dead began to speak.” After being publicly shamed, humiliated, and discarded by the noble wife who once pretended to love him, Elias Dray uncovers the corruption rotting the kingdom from the inside: children’s bone-cores drained to feed the rich. Now, armed with ancient magic that can warp bone, bend fate, and resurrect forgotten power, Elias will rise from exile… and every noble who once mocked him will learn that even bones remember betrayal. A tale of magic, vengeance, destiny, and the quiet boy who becomes a legend feared by kings.

The story follows Markus Ironclad, a man whose life is filled with conflict. On the one hand, he lives under the scrutiny of his in-laws, who constantly judge him. On the other hand, he must contend with the threat of the god killers, who murdered his father. As the plot unfolds, Markus finds himself in a battle for his life, and a fight for his heart. Can he overcome the odds and find the happiness he deserves?

"You think you can stop me, Aiden? You're nothing but a pawn in this game." Malrik's voice echoed through the cold, sterile darkness of the virtual world, laced with malice. "In The Abyss, I am the ruler. And you will fall, just like everyone else." Aiden Cross never wanted to return to The Abyss. But when his sister’s mysterious death resurfaces in the form of a cryptic message, he’s pulled back into the deadly virtual world he tried to escape. Now, he must navigate shifting alliances, face dangerous enemies, and confront a hidden AI that holds the key to everything. But with every step, the line between reality and illusion blurs—each move he makes seems to play into the hands of the malevolent forces that control it all. In the fight to uncover the truth and save humanity, Aiden will have to decide: is he a hero, or is he just another pawn in a game he doesn’t understand? But when the virtual world begins to merge with reality... Will Aiden be able to stop Malrik before it’s too late? Or will the game consume him entirely? The countdown has begun. The question is... who will survive the game?

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.

"I just want to get what I deserve for the twenty years that I was presumed dead! And I hate the person who left me there! Alone!" Tom Cobb has just returned after being declared missing and dead twenty years ago. He returned despite many obstacles. It turns out that it's not just Arthur, the half-brother who left Tom alone at the age of seven during the annual school function, who wants to seize all the Fischer family's wealth. It's also Jill Reynolds, Arthur's future mother-in-law. She is the mastermind of everything. Tom does not stay silent and shows how much he is capable of after returning from the dead. Tom will show that he is the only heir who deserves everything. So, welcome to the Tom Cobb world. Hi, y'all. This is my first book in Meganovel. Don't forget to leave comments and reviews for y'r best suggestions to me. Happy reading! NB: The book cover's copyright is held by its creator, and I respect their ownership. If they prefer I not use it, I'm willing to replace it.

“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?”

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.