Shadow Monarch: Heroines Could Hear My Thoughts?!

Around a sharp bend in the road, just as anger and confusion clouded his mind, a blinding light pierced the night . Before Dion could react, a massive collision sent his car skidding off the road. Metal crumpled and glass shattered as his world was thrown into chaos. The pain was excruciating. Dion felt as if he was being torn apart as he struggled to maintain consciousness as he was trapped within the wreckage. Blood trickled from a deep gash on his forehead, and his breathing was labored. [ Before the accident.] In the opulent surrounding of the Remington penthouse, Victor Remington stood before an expansive window,his face a mask of calculated determination. He dialed a number on his smartphone, his voice cold and devoid of emotion. " It is time to take care of the problem,"Victor said, his voice carrying a weighty command . " Make sure Dion never becomes a threat to this family. " The person acknowledge the order with a single word: "understood." Back at the scene of the accident, Dion teetered on the brink of death,unaware of the sinister forces at play. He was helpless and vulnerable. In his delirium, he could hear muffled voices,their words a distant murmur. They spoke in hushed tones as they assessed the wreckage,their attention focused on him. One of them, a tall and imposing figure, appeared to be giving orders. "We need to get him out of here,quickly," the leader said his voice commanding. Mistreated and plotted against .Almost at death's door, Dion finds himself in a sudden upgrade. Six years later,he is back for Revenge and to take what was rightfully his. and this time, he is DION BLACKFIELD.

Nathaniel "Nate" Archer was once the most feared assassin in the underworld, a man whose name was synonymous with death. For twenty years, he thrived in the shadows, eliminating targets with cold precision, leaving no trace behind. But two years ago, he walked away from it all, choosing a life of solitude in a quiet, remote town, far from the chaos and bloodshed. He thought he could finally escape his past, but some shadows never die. Nate's hard-won peace shatters when an anonymous package arrives at his doorstep, containing photos of his most secretive missions—missions that should have been forgotten. Along with the photos is a chilling message: "Welcome back, Shadow. We'll meet again soon." As mysterious threats close in, Nate realizes he is being hunted by someone who knows every detail of his past. The quiet life he built crumbles as he is forced back into the world he left behind, a world of betrayal, blood, and vengeance. But this time, the stakes are higher, and the enemy is unknown. Driven by a need to protect the life he has created, Nate must unravel the mystery of his pursuer before it's too late. He dives back into the darkness, where every move could be his last. But Nate Archer is not just a man who hides in the shadows—he is the shadow, and he will not stop until he finds the one who dares to threaten him.

I never thought betrayal would hit me this hard. I caught my girlfriend cheating on me with the most popular guy on campus. I stood there, frozen, watching as she laughed in his arms—like I never even existed. And when I confronted them, I was the one who got blamed. Me. Because I was poor. Because I had no influence. She didn’t even try to defend me. And when I was at my lowest, when I thought I was about to die, something impossible happened. A screen appeared in front of me, glowing with strange letters. [Spend one million dollars within three days to unlock a greater prize.] It was a system—one that could give me unlimited wealth, but only if I played by its rules. With this, I could have anything. I could crush the ones who humiliated me. I could make them pay. But I quickly realized that money alone wouldn’t be enough. The man I was up against wasn’t just some rich playboy—he was dangerous, and he wasn’t going down easily. If I wanted to win, I had to be smarter. I had to use every trick, every advantage, and push the system to its limits. The question is—do I have what it takes?

The world of martial arts was shocked by the emergence of a young man who inherited the legendary supernatural power of the highest level of the martial arts. But not owned by a white sect figure, but by a young man who massacred in the name of revenge for his family, who had been killed. A scandal involving most of the white sect figures. His actions earned him the title of Death Shadow Warrior, and people in the martial world regard him as a terrifying and vicious ghost. Until finally he discovered the fact that the white sect figure was only trapped by the ambition of someone who wanted to rule the martial world. Would the Death Shadow with his Seven Divine Gates still be a slayer? Or he will become a hero for the martial world, which is facing a great disaster from the evil mastermind.

Bruce is seen as trash in Mr Chase's family. His wife was involved in a hit and run and he asked his Father for help but he refused and his in-laws tried to blackmail to sign over any inheritance he got so they could help him ,but before he could get the money it was too late because his wife died. He was offered money and a Mansion to bury the investigation of his wife but he refused to take the money and wanted justice for his wife,his wicked in-laws kicked him out of the house because of his refusal to accept the money and his Father abandoned him. In his state of despair he promised to find whoever killed his wife no matter the cost and make them pay. ***Excerpt from the book*** "Why would you want to ruin my life?You have become a monster like your grandfather." Mr Chase yelled and I burst out laughing causing Mr Chase to back away. I stared him dead in the eyes,no trace of a smile on my face. "Father,I will become your nightmare if you don't tell me who killed my wife." I said my voice low and calm, void of any emotion.

My peaceful short life had been quickly cut off by a band of bandits that had raided my village, killing my father and capturing my mother. The bandit leader took a fancy to me and decided to make me one of them because of my face, for reasons unknown to me, but this was only the start of my journey. The more I grew up the more I realized that I had no talent, I was as ordinary as I could be, with no inherited memories, no old masters to help me improve my talent, no legacies left behind, no locked bloodlines that would burst into activity when I was in danger. But I still had something that most people didn't have. A stubbornness that many wouldn't possess, the stubbornness and sense of danger that I got for life after I saw my father die in front of me. And with that, I shall predate upon those that are more talented than me. I shall walk forward and reach the apex of the world, not because I want to protect anyone, but because that's simply what I want to do! Regardless of the methods that I have to use or the people that I have to push out of my way!

In a realm covered in darkness and despair, two figures emerge to shape the course of destiny: Royce, now imbued with newfound power and harbouring a thirst for vengeance, and Grimnar, consumed by a relentless fury fueled by the injustice done to his mother. Together, they invent evil schemes, rallying allies and amassing forces to perform their malevolent designs, casting a shadow of fear over the land. Yet amidst the looming shadow of impending doom, glimmers of hope flicker in the hearts of unexpected heroes. Undaunted by the encroaching darkness, they stand resolute, determined to defy the overwhelming odds stacked against them. As the machinations of evil unfold and the stakes escalate, the world trembles on the brink of destruction. Will the forces of hatred triumph, plunging the realm into eternal night? Or will the unbeatable spirit of courage and resilience prevail, brightening the path to salvation and restoring light to a world besieged by shadows?

Blurb She believed the lies. Her mother made sure of it. One moment, I was her husband. The next, I was a monster in her eyes — a poor man accused of hurting the woman I loved. They threw pictures in my face, forged proof, and handed me divorce papers. And she, Sally, stood there in silence. Not a word. Not a tear. That was the day I died — and a king was born. Years later, I returned richer, colder, and untouchable. The world now bows to my name. But my revenge is just beginning… until Yvonne Wells, a scandal-tarnished model, storms into my life. She was supposed to be my contract girlfriend — a shield against the chaos. I never meant to drag her into my storm, but she became the only light that could calm it. Now, the same family that destroyed me is crawling back, desperate to rewrite the past. But I’m not that broken man anymore. I’m the king they abandoned — and this time, I give no mercy.

“Death was mercy. The orb was not.” Bjorn never asked to be chosen—he only wanted to disappear. But when the broken, 21-year-old awakens in a prison shaped like a world and ruled by a faceless witch, he learns that even despair has a price. Here, pain is survival, sins divide the living, and mercy is the rarest lie of all. As Bjorn claws his way through a realm twisted by the seven deadly sins, he must decide whether to break… or to become something far worse. This story was born from nothing but a dream—no studio, no team, just a voice that refused to stay silent. If you’ve ever felt lost, unseen, or drowning in your own thoughts—this story is for you.

“You're not a nobody,” Victor Moon said, his silver eyes unreadable. “You're the man gods once feared.” Banished from divine memory and stripped of celestial might, Marcus Steele walks among mortals in plain clothes and quiet patience. Bound by an ancient marriage contract, he arrives in Manhattan—a city of supernatural elites—to claim his betrothed. But Diana Sterling, the ice-cold CEO of Sterling Industries, publicly humiliates him, mocking his appearance, status, and power. She doesn’t know who she’s mocking. None of them do. “Take your money,” Diana sneers, hurling a check worth millions. “We're not equals. You don’t belong in my world.” She’s wrong. When shadow demons strike, Marcus reveals a glimpse of the war god he once was—effortlessly annihilating threats, catching the attention of Sarah Moon, heiress to the most feared family in the supernatural underworld. “Marcus,” Sarah whispers, fierce and elegant, “I want you to be my partner.” As Manhattan’s elites scramble to earn his favor, old enemies emerge from the shadows, desperate to keep Marcus from reclaiming his throne. But with each battle, his power returns—and so do his memories. “Tell your master,” Marcus says, standing over broken assassins, “that some wars aren’t worth starting.” They wanted a pawn. They mocked a drifter. They awoke a god. Now, Marcus Steele is done pretending.