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My girlfriend betrayed me for a rich man, mocking me as worthless trash. Beaten down and humiliated, I thought my life was over, until a stranger called to say I was the heir of the world’s most powerful family. My pocket money? A card with 100 million inside. I thought it was a scam… until I checked the balance. It was real. That same voice called again: he was my butler. The family had already chosen seven stunning fiancées for me, and if I wanted the full inheritance, I had to marry them all. From abandoned loser to billionaire heir with seven breathtaking brides-to-be… and just when my wedding banquet lit up the city, my ex came crawling back. I only spared her a glance, then turned away forever.

I woke up to find myself a weakling vampire with only 10 health points, and the Holy Light Knight Order was right outside to purify me! In my despair, the 【Proficiency System】activated—so long as I live, everything is grindable! To survive, I did anything! While other vampires were hunting maidens, I was slaughtering a hundred thousand rats in the sewer, my 【Bite】skill maxed out, awakening the talent 【Life Drain】! Holy Light burns painfully? I treated myself like the Monkey King's flesh and braved the Holy Light, my 【Holy Light Resistance】maxed out, awakening the talent 【Holy Light Affinity MAX】, and directly took a Holy Light bath in the church! They thought I was an elegant noble, but what I was actually thinking was, "This sword strike will probably only take 0.001% of my health—too risky, I must kill him instantly!" They called me the "Nighttime Scourge" because I targeted only the most heinous scoundrels, after all, the proficiency points from "Sinful Blood" were simply too generous! Years later, the Abyssal Demon God descended, and the gods fell. In the despair of the entire world, I brushed off the dust from my tailcoat and looked at my blood bar that had grown to an uncountable length. "You... can break my defense?"

In Neo-Veridia, time isn’t money. It’s life. Nineteen-year-old Evan is an anomaly. In a city addicted to the dopamine rush of The Exchange—where a roll of the dice can win you a decade or kill you instantly—Evan never gambles. He works. He saves. He survives. He is the only person in the slums with a serious face and a "clean" wrist. But the House always finds a way to break you. When his father is struck down by a rare, fatal glitch in his Life-Clock, Evan is handed a death sentence in the form of a bill: 50 Years. Due in twelve hours. With no collateral and time ticking down, Evan is forced to break his one rule. He enters the neon-soaked underworld of high-stakes gambling. But as he sits at the table, surrounded by desperation and sharks, Evan realizes something terrifying. He isn't just lucky. When he looks at the spinning wheels and shifting cards, he doesn't see chance. He sees math. He sees trajectories. He sees the future. Evan is about to play the most dangerous game in history. He isn't just playing for his father’s life anymore; he’s playing to bankrupt the system that enslaved humanity. The odds are one in a million. Evan likes those odds.

2099; All Lights Out is a realistic fiction, and the book's setting is a post- apocalyptic world where the Sun and Moon suddenly leave the Earth and darkness like never before covers the Earth totally. This cosmic anomaly results in the instant vanishing or disappearance of anybody less than 17 years old and older than 21 years old. How do these teens and half-adults survive? The book takes the reader on a journey into the unseen and behind that is something thrilling and intriguing. It's a story revolving around survival, bravery and moments of grief, victory and struggle of characters of diverse origins, backgrounds and personalities. Who are you rooting for?

After the death of his father and the pathetic health impediment of his mother, Mark Austin is faced with the harsh certitudes that come with the obligations of manhood. His journey into the hourly-burly of hustling began after he was forced to sell the only home his father left behind to foot the bill of his mum at the hospital. He began working as a Chef in one of the topmost restaurants in Chicago. Regardless, while being paid peanuts he was shamefully treated, belittled, and abhorred. As a result of his adaptation to the life of luxury that he enjoyed when his father was still alive, the ill-treatment and discomfiture he received from those who came to eat at the restaurant came as a poultice on his face and this made the transition from his once naive personality to one backhanded and tough-skinned rapid. He now hated everyone in the whole world! Soon enough he was smiled upon by providence as he became the only dernier resort to the whereabouts of the wife of the wealthiest billionaire’s in Chicago after she was abducted by armed men What will be his rejoinder when he stands face to face with the same anonymous individuals who exterminated his dad? Will he feel elated when he is reimbursed for all his exertion and toils when he was offered as his wife the billionaire's daughter and half of the cities in Chicago? A new lease of life you might diagnose!

On our third wedding anniversary, I lit candles, cooked her favorite meal, and waited. She said she was working late. I went to surprise her. Instead, I found my wife walking into a hotel with another man—laughing, kissing—while I stood in the street like a fool. That night, I filed for divorce. The next day, her lover shoved me into traffic. The car should have killed me. Instead, I woke up with a power I can’t explain—five frozen seconds where the world stands still, and only I can move. Five seconds to expose a lie. Five seconds to ruin an enemy. Five seconds to make them choke on every ounce of humiliation they gave me. They took my love, my trust, and the life I built. Now I’m taking everything from them—slow enough that they’ll see it coming, and fast enough they can’t stop it. She betrayed me. They tried to bury me. But I’m not the man they remember. I’m the man they’ll regret ever crossing.

Beneath the streets of New York, the city hums with unseen life. Aidan Wolfe works the hours most people forget, repairing the subway lines that carry millions above his head. Once a firefighter, now a man who keeps his head down, Aidan measures his days in the steady rhythm of trains and the hiss of machinery. He doesn’t talk much. He doesn’t need to. The tunnels don’t ask questions. But the city does — in small ways. In every echo, in every light that flickers back to life, in every stranger who reminds him that silence can only last so long. Beneath the City Lights is a story about endurance, the dignity of work, and the quiet humanity found in forgotten places. It’s not about escape. It’s about learning how to stay.

The struggle of survival and not knowing the outcome. Not predictable at all. When the destiny of the entire human race hangs in the balance, the prize for survivors will be Thenardier itself.

In a realm where gods play dice with mortal souls, a cursed boy refuses his fate. Born with a tempered body blessed by the heavens, Kirin Arcanus should’ve been a legend. Instead, he became an outcast, cursed, shunned, and exiled from the very clan that should’ve raised him as their heir. The demon that killed his parents didn’t vanish... it slumbered inside him, waiting. Powerless. Mocked. Weak. Kirin claws his way through life with nothing but grit, will, and the whisper of an ancient, forbidden path to strength. When he’s finally granted a second chance at cultivation, it comes at a brutal cost, awakening something dark, something hungry. Inside the hallowed walls of the Academy, friends become enemies. Trust is currency. And betrayal? That’s the tuition fee. His closest companion, Seth, hides a twisted purpose. His allies? Torn between love, legacy, and lies. As realms collide, bloodlines unravel, and demonic whispers grow louder, Kayden must choose, become the hero they never saw coming… or embrace the chaos he was born to unleash. He didn’t ask to be a weapon. But he sure as hell is going to use it.

Rejoice has a dream of playing the perfect game, but why wait when you can make the perfect game. Join Dreamweaver on his journey in the virtual reality world of Rebirth Online as the knight of Twilight.