Sorcière / Sorcier

"You think you can stop me, Aiden? You're nothing but a pawn in this game." Malrik's voice echoed through the cold, sterile darkness of the virtual world, laced with malice. "In The Abyss, I am the ruler. And you will fall, just like everyone else." Aiden Cross never wanted to return to The Abyss. But when his sister’s mysterious death resurfaces in the form of a cryptic message, he’s pulled back into the deadly virtual world he tried to escape. Now, he must navigate shifting alliances, face dangerous enemies, and confront a hidden AI that holds the key to everything. But with every step, the line between reality and illusion blurs—each move he makes seems to play into the hands of the malevolent forces that control it all. In the fight to uncover the truth and save humanity, Aiden will have to decide: is he a hero, or is he just another pawn in a game he doesn’t understand? But when the virtual world begins to merge with reality... Will Aiden be able to stop Malrik before it’s too late? Or will the game consume him entirely? The countdown has begun. The question is... who will survive the game?

“Look at him. Completely useless.” Whispers spread like poison as students mocked Asta. He stood alone before the crystal ball,his palms open, waiting for his family’s legendary flame. Nothing came. “No spark. Not even rookie fire. What a joke.” Laughter rang out. “I heard he killed his mother, like, he literally ate his way out from his mothers womb like a monster!” Asta trembled. “It’s not true… I saw the man in the black cloak…” The Empress rose,her eyes cold. “You worm. No flame. No worth. Get out of my sight you disgust me.” Asta walked away through jeers, to the labor pits. An old worker whispered. “They’re blind. I see the Legendary Dragon Flame in you...sleeping deep.” Asta stared at his palm. A dark smile grew. If the old man was right… he wasn’t weak. He was the strongest. When the Dragon Flame wakes, those who laughed will kneel in ashes. Did he awaken it? Did he take revenge? Dive into the fantasy to find out.

Five years ago, when demons attacked, and Alex lost his parents, in the process he disappeared and everyone assumed he was dead including his wife Rose and their daughter. Now he's back, determined to reclaim everything he lost. But everyone still sees him as the same worthless man who abandoned his family. Rose's family looks down on him. Elite commanders mock him. Even his own in-laws call him useless and demand Rose choose a "real man." What they don't know is that Alex has become the Lord Supreme—the most powerful being alive. When demons breach the city's safest district and trap his daughter, while other "heroes" rush to help, Alex must reveal his true identity. How do you prove your worth to people who've already written you off? How do you win back a family that thinks you're dead inside? Sometimes the greatest power is letting them underestimate you... until it's time to show them exactly who you've become.

Book 2 of the Dragon Lord Series. (Can be read as standalones, but better yet read the first book so you can have a better understanding of the book’s storyline) Everything was taken away from me, my wife, my son, the few people I care about were all stripped away from my grip. I lost them all. I lost everything, my world was turned upside down. Yet my enemies lived, they doubled and craved nothing more than my downfall, my permanent demise. However, I promise to rise once again and regain my strength, assert my dominion and make them all pay. I will take and have back everything that I have lost. My name is Avon Barksdale. They’re going to come back for me, to usurp my dominance, and to cease the existence of my loved ones. I don’t plan on just giving them a hard time, I intend to give them their hardest time. Because, I’m going to protect what is mine, and mop the ground with those that seek to harm them.

Everyone thought he was a useless son-in-law, a penniless man living off his wife’s family. For years, he endured the insults and the relentless scorn from his in-laws, especially his mother-in-law, who never missed a chance to humiliate him. “You’re nothing but a parasite,” she spat one day. “Leave my daughter at once! She deserves someone better.” And so he did… but not in the way anyone expected. Three days later, a convoy of luxury cars arrived at their doorstep. Security guards opened the door with military precision. Out stepped the same “useless” husband but now in a designer suit, wearing an air of command and confidence that silenced everyone. The truth had finally surfaced: he wasn’t just rich, he was the wealthiest man in the world, a hidden titan who had chosen a quiet life for reasons only he understood. The mother-in-law turned pale. “Please,” she begged, trembling. “Don’t leave my daughter. We didn’t know who you really were…” Too late. The tables have turned, and the man once ridiculed is now the one holding all the power. But he doesn’t seek revenge, only justice and respect.

"This is madness. No. We're not going to do that at all." While saying that, he looked at the few people whose attention seemed to only be on the Tome in front of them. Somehow, he could see the greed on their faces. "Don't tell me you will do as It says? Do you know how many will suffer because of this?" "We will only try on the basis of Knowledge. What if all this, just another lie?" One of the men interrupted with an answer. "Just another lie? We all know and sane enough to realize there is a Hell where we can finally managed to escape. And all of that is the merit of the Paladin Knights. Don't you try to deny it." He replied in a harsh tone and anger almost overflowed. "But think about it? If it was real. As real as it could be. A power that could even prolong one's life." Said by another man in the group who seemed excited by the prospect of a longevity that lasted as far as the planet itself existed. ... ... Then it all ended with a choice that made him decide to leave the group. He paused, then turned to look behind him, gripping his bag tightly. “Soon… You will all regret this. All that's left are sins and guilt that you will have to bear for the rest of your life." ... ...

Tiana thought she had risen to the top and no longer needed her poor husband – Jalen. Jalen is humiliated, divorced and kicked out of the house. As if to stamp the final seal, Tiana pulls out a check from her purse. She extends it towards him. “Three million dollars,” she said. “For everything. Take it and leave.” But fate has a different story install for her. She doesn’t know her so-called poor husband is a secret billionaire; the one who secretly pushed her to the level she is now. After casting Jalen away, life begins to happen; life handed her a bitter dose of reality. Now struggling to keep her company, Black Blossom, afloat, she finds herself standing in front of the one man she never imagined she’d see again... her ex-husband, now a powerful billionaire. “How are you the president of this company?” she whispered, eyes wide. Jalen’s lips curved. “You left me broken. Now you’re here for crumbs.” Old wounds reopen. Pride clashes with regret. But what happens when the tables turn and the man she once walked away from now holds the key to her breakthrough?

“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.

BLURB/DESCRIPTION I never asked to be born a mistake. My whole life, I was the kid nobody wanted—the one they whispered about, the one they shoved into corners and hoped would disappear. My father pretended I didn't exist. My stepmother made sure I knew I was trash. My half-siblings treated me like a servant in my own home. And then there was Emma—my girlfriend, or so I thought. Until I came back from a trip to find her wearing my half-brother's ring. They threw me out with nothing. No money. No home. No future. But then my phone buzzed. One message. One number I'd never seen before. And suddenly, ten billion dollars appeared in my account. Turns out, I'm not nobody. I'm the grandson of Richard Blackwell—the richest man in the world. The man I never knew existed. The man who just made me his only heir. Now I have the power. The money. The name. And everyone who ever looked down on me? They're about to find out what happens when the boy they called worthless becomes the man they can't touch.

"Apologize to Mike and get the hell out of here, before we really destroy you, you stupid cleaner!" he snarled. The taunting laughter from the group echoed around the court. Ethan’s cheeks burned as he clenched his fists, but he didn’t let the tears fall. Not now. Not when he could still hold his dignity—though it was quickly slipping away. Melissa’s eyes shifted uncomfortably, and for a moment, Ethan saw something in them—a flicker of fear. But it was quickly replaced by an air of indifference. She shifted on her feet, glancing away, clearly uncomfortable but refusing to step forward. The group continued to mock him, calling him a beggar and a loser. "Look at him," one of them laughed. "A poor idiot who thinks he’s better than everyone else!" The mocking continued, but none of it hit harder than the silence from Melissa. Ethan turned his head toward her, his voice cracking as he asked. “Melissa, what the hell are you doing here? You... you’re my girlfriend!” His voice trembled with a mixture of anger and hurt. The heir of the Elliot family, but his parents didn’t tell him the truth. They wanted Ethan to feel the difficulties of life.