Single Father

The continent of Elarion is dying, suffocating beneath a three-sided war. In the North, Aurellian technologies raise walls of iron. In the East, the Kaijin code of honor demands blood. And in the South, Ruzkai axes wait to burn what remains. Amid this noise, there is Ganda. He is not the hero promised by prophecy. He is merely a casualty of war, his body shattered. Three days of isolation in the darkness of an Aurellian prison left him crippled—but something within him could not be broken: Resonance. To Ganda, the world is never silent. Fortresses whisper of loose bolts. Bones complain before they snap. Even the heartbeat of an enemy betrays doubt. For a single bottle of medicine to numb the pain in his body, Ganda accepts a suicide contract from a Kaijin general: infiltrate the “Sun’s Throat,” an industrial stronghold of Aurellian guarded by Captain Valerius, the Iron Wall. No army. No allies. Only a rusted sword and the ability to hear fractures no one else can perceive. Ganda has no intention of winning the war. He only needs to find the one wrong note and break it. Because to Ganda, no structure is perfect. Everything can fall. You only need to know where to strike.

They called him bloodless They mocked him, beat him, finally betrayed him framing an innocent orphan and hurling him into the Ashen wastes to die a slow forgotten death. But the moment Elias Voss's blood touches a forbidden crimson altar, the empire's greatest nightmare awakens. Deep within his veins roars the primordial war God bloodline an extinct legacy of apocalyptic conquerors the gods themselves erased from history in terror. Crimson fury floods his body. Broken bones mend in seconds. A single punch shatters mana beasts that devour armies. Ancient battlefields flash before his eyes, whispering unstoppable tactics no mortals should know. Now the boy they discarded is coming back. With the sarcastic ghost general at his side, a sharp-togued swordswoman who swears she does not need him, and an unshakeable will forged in betrayal, Elias will climb from exile to overlord. Every arrogant noble who laughed at him will kneel. Every clan that turned away will regret. In floating war academies and blood-drenched arenas, a legend rises one swing, one conquest, one shattered enemy at a time. The War God is awake. And the empire will tremble.

Struggling to make ends meet, former detective Manchester Duke is on the brink of losing everything. His wife has left him, taking all of ber belongings and leaving him to care for their one-year-old child alone. With a mountain of debt and a dwindling bank account, Manchester is desperate for a break. That's when he discovers the Intelligence Mode System (I-Mode), an advanced AI-powered tool designed to aid in mystery solving. As Manchester delves into the world of detective work with I-Mode's guidance, he begins to solve cases that have baffled the police department. Starting with the mysterious theft of the priceless "Starlight Serenade" necklace, Manchester must navigate a complex web of secrets, lies, and motives to uncover the truth. As he solves cases and gains recognition, Manchester becomes a sought-after detective, earning the respect of his peers and the admiration of the public. But with fame comes pressure, and Manchester must balance his growing reputation with the demands of being a single father. As he confronts the darker aspects of human nature, he begins to realize that I-Mode's guidance comes with a price. Will Manchester become the famous detective he aspires to be, or will the weight of his past mistakes and the pressure of his newfound fame consume him?

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 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.

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.

Kai Ashford keeps a tooth in his left pocket. Molar. Lower left. Marcus Vane knocked it out while three hundred students clapped like he was a circus act, then Kai hit him ten times in a row, each punch heavier than the last, and Marcus went clean through a wall. That's the thing his right hand does. Times one, times two, times ten, keep swinging and it keeps climbing. Rest for three seconds and the count resets to zero. Three seconds. He's terrible at resting. Now Marcus's father wants a word. A quiet man who eats steak with his bare fingers and who was in the room the night Kai's father burned. Twenty years old. Four cracked ribs. Penguin pyjamas. No shoes. Tomorrow there's a tournament in the big ring. Three thousand seats. His name is on the list. He never signed up.

A humiliated taxi driver discovers he is the sole heir to a hotel empire—but claiming his birthright means surviving the uncle who murdered his father, the ex-wife who sold her body to destroy him, and a boardroom that would rather see him dead than see him in a suit.

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. 

When a deaf teenager named *Ethan* is murdered by his billionaire father and left to drown, he returns three years later as an ancient warrior's heir with one mission: destroy the family that erased him. But the woman he loves is his stepmother's daughter — and his mother is still locked in a cage.