Single Father

Vance was born to bleed. In the neon lit gutters of Veridian City, he survives by taking brutal beatings as a sparring partner for elite underground martial artists. He has zero power, no money, and a massive syndicate debt hanging over his head. When a rigged deathmatch goes wrong, Vance is tossed into a wet alley with a shattered spine and a punctured lung. As his vision fades and the cold rain washes his blood away, a cold mechanical voice echoes in his mind. System Initialized. Lethal Damage Detected. Activating Extraction Protocol. Vance does not just heal. He awakens with the terrifying ability to extract the stats, combat skills, and hidden memories of anyone he defeats. The weak, pathetic punching bag is gone forever. In his place stands a predator. His first target is the fight club boss who left him for dead. His next target is the entire corrupt underworld of Veridian City. They thought they buried a nobody. They actually unleashed a system bound monster. Now, every single enemy he crushes only makes him stronger, faster, and deadlier. The entire city will soon learn to fear his new name. He will consume all their stolen power without mercy.

Once revered as an unstoppable force on the battlefield, the God of War… wanted nothing more than a family of his own. Gravely wounded during a mission, he was saved by Nolan Garcia, the only man who treated him with genuine kindness. As a token of trust, the old man arranged for him to marry his granddaughter Quella, giving the weary warrior the warmth of family he had long craved. But peace wasn't here to stay. His half-brother Kenneth, wolves in sheep’s clothing, arrived at his doorstep under the pretense of family. They were planning to usurp his place, coveting the wealth and influence of the Garcia household. Kenneth, charming, manipulative, and deceitful, wove lies around the warrior’s wife, poisoning her heart against him. Forced to give until he had nothing left, the warrior bled for a brother who only wanted to ruin him. But war is never won in a single battle. As the world turns against him, as these schemes threaten to strip him of everything he holds dear, the God of War will rise again. This time, not to conquer nations, but to reclaim his honor, unmask his enemies, and make those who betrayed him pay in blood. The battlefield may have changed. But blood still calls for blood.

“Sign the papers, Yemin. You’re nothing but a lapdog living in my house,” Katherine sneered, flipping her perfect hair. “You should be thanking me for keeping you around this long. Even my maid is more useful than you.” Her new lover, James Franx, smirked. “Man, I almost feel bad for you. Almost. Must suck knowing your only talent is folding laundry and giving foot massages.” The whole room burst into laughter. Yemin just stood there, silent. They called him a loser. A househusband. A pathetic joke. But what they didn’t know? The man they mocked owned the very restaurant they were dining in. The billion-dollar contracts they bragged about? His name was on every single one. And when the truth dropped, their smiles vanished. "Throw them out," the CEO of Ravol Company ordered, his voice cold. Katherine's jaw dropped. "W-What? No, this has to be a mistake!" James turned pale. "Wait! You don't understand! He’s just a nobody!" Yemin chuckled, finally looking them in the eyes. "You’re right, James. I was a nobody. But tell me… what does that make the fool who was just begging at my feet?"

We are byproducts of the environments we were raised from. Childhood traumas shape how we interact with other people later in our lives if we fail to heal. This is a story about how childhood traumas like the father wound impact a woman's sense of self-worth, attachment style, and choice of partners.

A poor gardener who does his best to take care of those he loves, Adrian is betrayed by his girlfriend and is treated lesser than the dirt of the earth by the family he slaves away for. What they don't know is that Adrian is the true heir to their father's legacy, as he is the secret heir.

I replaced his father to go to jail. The marriage I wanted didn't happen. He who loved me finally left me.  It was too late for them to come back by my side with the new me, the untouchable. I had come out on top among all. 

Zaqqy was just an ordinary security guard. He wasn't rich. He had no power. He had no one. Until that night... he chose to fight back. He fought his own master to save a woman from humiliation. That decision got him fired, slandered, and then thrown into the forest to die. But fate wasn't done with him yet. Under an ancient banyan tree, as his life hung in the balance, something ancient and forbidden revived him. The Brajamusti technique, a deadly striking technique, only chooses souls with courage and wounds. From that moment on, his hands were no longer merely human hands. A single strike could shatter bones. One burst of anger could destroy a life. But power always comes at a price. Hunted by cruel humans and invisible creatures, Zaqqy must learn to control the energy that could burn him from within. Around him, women with different destinies began to be drawn to that thunderous aura, love, jealousy, and betrayal intertwined. When his master's past is revealed and the dark prophecy about Brajamusti resounds once more, Zaqqy is faced with a choice: to become a protector... or to transform into a storm that destroys everything. Because when fate chooses you, there is no turning back.

“You went to prison for me, Marcus... and I still chose him. What does that make you now?” “A God,” he replied, eyes glowing with divine fury. “One you’ll live to regret betraying.” After three years in a prison he could have shattered with a single thought, Marcus Kane—known once in legend as the God of War—returns to a broken world. His family, ruined. His mother, blind. His honor, mocked by the woman he sacrificed everything for. But behind his calm eyes now burns celestial fire. While mortals whisper rumors of his past, Marcus walks among them with godlike power cloaked in human skin. When thugs threaten his mother, they kneel. When doctors fail, he heals with ancient arts. When traitors laugh at his downfall—he answers with divine retribution. “You dare call me a beggar?” “You’re lucky I don’t call down heaven itself.” From luxury mansions to blood-soaked banquets, Marcus reclaims his destiny. As he crosses paths with powerful CEOs, martial masters, and an infuriatingly stubborn heiress named Valentina Romano, one thing becomes clear— They mocked the man. They will worship the god.

Blood wasn't merely just life, it was power, currency, and divine mandate. It was the thread that kept the fragile Empire afloat, and the tool by which the favoured lord over the feeble. Blood was known to all; feared by some, and coveted by others. Streets sang with pained screams, the glorious liquid trailing forth as rivers in the shadows. In the midst of such treachery, a suffering youth strived consistently to beat the odds. Ezekiel Stormwing, a young adult with crippling responsibilities, toiled everyday to make ends meet. Living in the struggling West with his father, they laboured ceaselessly under the venomous gaze of malevolent fiends. It was a world of segregation, all moving to the will of avarice. The wealthy desired more, while the poor pleaded for so little. All chased after coveted dreams, uncaring to others around them. Life was ever moving, satiating the powerful and draining the weak. Everything was mechanical, predictable, untill eventually… it wasn't. On an occasion celebrating Nefaria’s past triumph, war erupted. Ezekiel Stormwing found himself caught in the crossfire, his life dangling away in a whirlwind of pain. In a desperate gamble to save his father, he wagered his life. Death coveted his soul, but just before his flame extinguished…it erupted, a shimmering power once sealed within him unlocked. With rejuvenated resolve, he defied faith. He manifested his desire, saving his father from certain doom. Now, after the war, his eyes settled on a new goal, one that would keep him ever close to the frigid gates of the afterlife. Will he succeed, or will destiny finally erase his existence?

A boy who only longs for a perfectly normal life was suddenly ruined by an unfortunate revelation. He is a Son of a God. Alexander is a 16 year old boy who lives in the outskirts of his kingdom and works as a farmer. One day, his life changed when it was revealed that his long lost father is a God.