Shadow Monarch: Heroines Could Hear My Thoughts?!

Margaret Chrysler, a witch head of Chrysler Family who needs a bluofighter shadow charming sexy hot demon, for her sister who lost and kidnapped. And yet, she finds herself bound to a demon with a dark past who's as hot as he is annoying always, all so he can find her captured sister Marissa Chrysler who was kidnapped by a demon and a witch too. He better track down the kidnapper fast as they can to capture the criminal's, before he drives her insane of this bluofighter hot sexy shadow demon. Or worse... Steals her heart forever. Atticus Thompson lost any care for the others in the magical prison of the Shadows when Margaret grandmother locked him for centuries. So when Margaret unleashes him to help her, his plan is simple: Seduce the Sexy Hot Beautiful Witch, Steal her powers so she can't bind him again, and be on his merry way. Much to his dismay, though, there's a fatal flaw in his plan, the Witch makes him want to keep her. And that would be a disaster for him or maybe his forever love of his life..

Ten years after he left Hillcrest, barely alive, Adrain finds himself in the military world where he rose in rank and firm, rising to the peak until he was named the Shadow Monarch. And now, he has returned to the city, first for revenge on all those who tried to whip out his bloodline and repay the girl who saved him from death. But with hidden secrets and savage Villains who look down on him because of his rather ordinary look, he navigates a new world, filled with action, comedy, and face slaps. Ten years after he left Hillcrest, barely alive, Adrain finds himself in the military world where he rose in rank and firm, rising to the peak until he was named the Shadow Monarch. And now, he has returned to the city, first for revenge on all those who tried to whip out his bloodline and repay the girl who saved him from death. But with hidden secrets and savage Villains who look down on him because of his rather ordinary look, he navigates a new world, filled with action, comedy, and face slaps.

"I must be losing my mind," Min Suhyun muttered, struggling to grasp the unsettling reality that unfolded before her. How had she ended up here? In the realm of clichéd stories, such a trope typically befell the deceased, not someone who had merely skimmed through old drafts. And yet, here she was, trapped in the body of an insignificant extra named Serein Rowe. The realization hit her like a bolt of lightning, raising questions she couldn't easily dismiss. ‘This can't be another one of my lucid dreams... Is this some twisted cosmic joke?’ she pondered, her mind reeling with the absurdity of her situation. Nevertheless, given that she could barely do anything to return to her world, she might as well seize this opportunity to finally finish what she had started, right? Living here and continuing until the end of this draft, she could create a good ending, '—though maybe it won't be as easy…?' Surviving as a side character suffering from a curse-like chronic illness? That would undoubtedly be a struggle. Now, that would undoubtedly pose a challenge, although it’s still a better fate than dying early, serving only as a trigger for the story's advancement. Min Suhyun contemplated for a moment before firmly resolving to a single objective: To survive until the very end.

"I will come to take my revenge on them!" John Alan, a hardworking man who had to die due to being hit by a bus. He died with a grudge against the fraudsters who had taken his parents' money. Previously, Alan had to go into debt until he was pressured by debt collectors. As a result, both of Alan's parents committed suicide because they could not stand the pressure of debt and economic difficulties. Alan had to live with all these burdens alone until the accident freed him from the world. Irena feels sorry for Alan's tragedy. She kidnapped Alan's spirit before heading to the afterlife to be reincarnated. Alan agreed and he was reborn into a boy named Arryn Vaughan in the Athanor Empire. Arryn arrived at a place filled with system and magic, something he had never done before. Arryn was gifted an extraordinary power that could make him cross various worlds in another universes. He plans to use this power to take revenge on those who have ruined his life while on Earth. Can he get his revenge? So what will he do with the power he has? . . *** Welcome to my first story. Set in a unique and unexpected world of magic and parallel worlds. There will be many new adventures. So, keep reading the story.

Devano Abraham, the man whose real name is Arya Wijaya, is now filled with a burning grudge. An accident, unexpectedly, instantly changes his gloomy life of revenge and betrayal. He got a new face now. The face of a ruler, the rich. He will repay all the pain in the past when his woman could insult and betray him because he was a poor man. Also, the family who had the heart to dump, "Wait for my vengeance! I will destroy the treasures and thrones that you are proud of!~ Arya Wijaya

At the bottom of society, Adam has nothing: colleagues bully him, his father dies, his mother has terminal cancer, while his little sister is blind. What will happen when Ultimate Talent System appears to help him be reborn from his ashes? Before Adam could lose hope and fall into despair, an abrupt notification sound rang in his mind! -Ding! [The Ultimate Talent System has been integrated into the host’s soul!] [As a starter package, host can choose one Ultimate Talent for free!] [Choose one from the three Ultimate Talents:] [Ultimate Programmer, Ultimate Assassin, Ultimate Thief] “Finally! I can have my revenge and reach the peak of my life!” At this point, the Ultimate Talent Adam Spencer has been born!

“You are worthless Ryker, you don’t deserve a goddess like me.” Sara Ford didn’t hold back when she divorced Ryker. “Oh no! The richest man in the city is bowing to my scum ex husband?” “He’s also a mysterious golden healer?” “The President calls him Godfather? Did I make a mistake by divorcing him?” After Sara divorced Ryker and called him trash, Ryker recovered from his amnesia and then, nothing, could stop THE REIGN OF RYKER SAVAGE.

I hated being locked up like a damsel in distress. Like I was some princess that needed constant protection, but deep down I was grateful. I was still struggling to summon my powers, so if I was attacked alone I would be defenseless. I understood why Valerian wanted me to stay confined within the walls of our home since there was a protection spell suffocating the entire atmosphere that surrounded it. But I was so bored. Valerian was not there to take me out and keep me occupied with his cocky smiles and quirky comments. The only thing I could think to do to pass the time was to take a stroll around the castle grounds. I exited out into the courtyard and walked past the beautiful wooden benches and vibrant trees. Roses of every colour confiscated the grounds and it was like I was walking through a rainbow. My fingertips caressed the petals and I inhaled the sweet scent of their exquisiteness as I walked through the trails. I was so mesmerized by the area that I didn’t realize where I was going. I gasped as I reached for the next rose in my path, and it crumbled from my touch. The rest of the walkway was filled with black and decayed roses that tumbled to the ground like ash from a horrible wildfire. My frightened eyes glared out into the distance as I realized the dead flowers led to a shadowy tunnel made from black brick. A sign barely dangling from a broken chain at the top of the entrance read ‘dungeon.’ My body cringed at the sight. This was the dark side of Valerian that I knew and wanted to avoid as much as possible.

"Congratulations, my Heir," a mysterious figure declared, "you have proven your worth, and you're now the Heir to the God of Healing and Medicine, Elandor!" Suddenly, I found myself in excruciating pain, hanging on the edge of a hill. The figure's words barely registered, and I felt like I was forgetting something crucial. Before I could make sense of it all, I blinked, and the pain was gone. My wounds had vanished, replaced by a newfound strength. There, around my neck, hung a gemstone amulet. I gasped as the amulet shone, flooding my mind with knowledge. "In the realm of healing, I'm the ultimate arbiter of life and death. As Elandor's heir, I command over ailments and the frailty of life. I am the embodiment of healing's power and authority." As memories flooded back, I realized why I was here. Darius Blackthorn, that treacherous scoundrel, had thrown me down this hill. "I won't let you get away with this. I'll have my revenge for all the pain you caused me. I'll show those Rossi family snobs who mocked me for being poor and treated me like a live-in servant. You'll regret ever looking down on me. I'm a god's heir, and you will pay for every bit of suffering you put me through." Fueled by rage, I stood there, determined to make them all pay.

Henry Rowland buried his mother with a wilting rose and his last dollar. An hour later, his girlfriend smashed his anniversary cake into his face, laughed while her new man threw him into the hallway, and her mother changed the locks on the only door he had left. He had nothing. He was nothing. Then the black SUVs came. His grandfather was a German tycoon's only heir. His father found the vault and died protecting it. And Henry — broke, grieving, invisible Henry — is the only man alive whose blood can open it. He went into the estate a failure. He came out the CEO of the Rowland Dynasty. Zillionaire. The most dangerous name in two cities. But the men who built their empires in his dynasty's shadow have been waiting twenty years for the heir to show up. And they are not stepping aside. Senator Cross has the Senate. The Shadow board has the institutions. William Blackwood has the inside track on Henry's own company. Henry has something better. He has nothing left to lose. And a woman who already knows exactly how this ends. The dynasty doesn't negotiate. It reclaims.