Spoiled By My Three Tycoon Brothers

A town of Rich people and spoiled teenagers but there are dark secrets that are tied to these wealth. As Damon navigates through life, he starts to uncover dark and uncomfortable truth about the people he claimed to be his friends and families.

Aella “whirlwind” Harlow was looking at the screen of her phone with earbuds on, the live speech of Aniya Rossi in the United Nations. She sighed and mumbled when it ended, “Dumbass… Werewolves accepted by society, protectors, helping Humanity achieve greatness. Yeah, greatness my butt! A good Werewolf is a dead Werewolf! Spoiled brat… Stupid bitch…” She checked her quiver, counting the darts still there. A quick glance at the pistol crossbow on the left side of her belt, and at the Ruger gun inside the holster under her left armpit. Grabbing her faithful Labrys, a double edge axe, was the last thing she did before hearing a howl nearby. Aella frowned and mumbled, “Showtime…” (It is the sequel of "The Flesh-Eating Werewolf", set 20 years in the future, but can be read as a stand alone, but with minor mentions to events in the first story, and some previous characters that will appear in this story.)

Five years ago, the Whitmore family took in a brain-damaged beggar and married him to their eldest daughter as a shield against her suitors. They called him an idiot. They fed him leftovers. They laughed while he scrubbed toilets at family parties. Then, on the night of his wife's birthday, her brother smashed a wine bottle over his head. And Damon Vale remembered everything. He was the Asura, Supreme Commander of the Black Dragon Legion and the strongest warrior in Valoria. His own Grand Marshal stabbed him in the back and told ten million soldiers he was a traitor. His power is broken down to the lowest realm. His brothers will be executed in thirty days. In three months, the man who betrayed him will take the nation by force. And the Whitmore family is going bankrupt, begging the very enemy who wants Damon dead. The God of War has woken up. This time, he won't be the one kneeling.

"The tale of siblings, two outsiders amidst ordinary beings. Both brothers, captivated by a girl from their school, yet oblivious to the other's infatuation. That girl, as silent as the grave and as serene as the ocean, held the key to their hearts. Little did they know their desires converged on a single target. One fateful day, daring to escape the mundane, the brothers embarked on an ocean ride, seeking adventure. But the gods of fate had darker plans, as the storm unleashed its wrath upon their lives. Enveloped in its tempestuous fury, the brothers found themselves torn apart, adrift in different corners of the treacherous ocean. The relentless storm separated them, altering their lives forever and that storm name is "Draconian"

The Survival Code is a story about a group of young people who are accidentally caught up in a fierce game. They are just ordinary people. But out of curiosity, each of them activated the magic book themselves and was transported into it. The land they set foot on is full of hungry zombies, completing the mission is the key to helping them return to the real world.

"You, good-for-nothing son-in-law, better leave my daughter as soon as possible. You're a loser, and you don't deserve her!" Nicholas' mother-in-law told him this when he came home one night. However, it was already too late to break things up between him and his wife, Georgina. After three years of marriage, he couldn't afford to lose her. Then three days later, their good-for-nothing son-in-law drove up their driveway in a luxury car. No one knew how got it and no one ever wondered, but when his mother-in-law saw him, her perception of him might have changed. "Please, don't leave my daughter!"

Three years ago, an accident caused me to lose my memory and powers, leaving me with no choice but to marry into the Cooper family as a live-in son-in-law. It wasn't until I witnessed my wife's infidelity that she presented me with divorce papers. On the day of our divorce, under the tree at the crossroads, a beautiful girl was waiting for me...

They think it's a joke. A faceless investor with a strange demand. They're right about one thing: the investor is a joke. The joke is on them. Because the man they call a useless live-in nobody is the Ghost Needle, the legendary healer whose single treatment can save a dying tycoon, and the secret owner of Lantern Capital, the company holding every last debt the Calloways owe. Rowan didn't sign the contract for love or for money. He signed it to find the people who destroyed his family and to stay close to the one woman who once showed him kindness. But the harbor is getting restless. His cold wife, Elena, is noticing things that don't add up. A rival tycoon is circling the Calloways. And with every humiliation Rowan swallows, his secret gets harder to keep. Soon, the whole city will learn whose name is on the contract. They called him worthless. They never read the fine print.

I remember the day everything burned like a wound that would never heal. Flames stole my family — my parents were ripped from me, my little brothers and sisters turned to ash — all because debts bled our name dry. They came in the night with torches and cold mouths, set our home alight, and watched the world I knew collapse into smoke. When I thought the world had taken its last piece of me, something — someone — stepped through the blaze. I could not tell if it was man or woman; the fire kept the savior's shape blurred and holy, as if the flames themselves had given birth to a protector. They pulled me from the ruin and vanished like a promise. For seven years I answered a different kind of fire. I joined the army and let the drill and the discipline burn the broken parts clean. My hands learned steel. My bones learned marching. My nights learned keeping watch. I learned how to turn pain into armor, sorrow into strategy. I was forged in training fields and battle lines until a new name fit me. I am Kaelor Thane now — not a child who once cried over ash, but a force that arrives on the war road without apology. They called me the God of War because I learned to move like thunder and strike like winter. I carry no mercy in my pocket; I carry only the weight of a debt to be settled. Those who think they can stand between me and what I owe will learn the hard truth: I do not forgive. I do not forget. I return to make the ledger even, and I will make them pay in ruin, pain, and a silence that remembers my name.

To save his bedridden sister and rescue his family from financial ruin, Arthur enters Solaria: World’s End, a hyper-realistic virtual reality game where death in-game results in permanent neural brain death outside. His mission: conquer the heart of Vesper, a villainous NPC whose tragic backstory and forced-affection script have driven her to murder 65 previous players who attempted to subjugate her through violence and contracts. Arthur is the 66th player. Vesper plans to plunge a rusted iron shank into his throat the moment his guard drops. Instead, Arthur subverts every expected script: he breaks her suppression shackles, feeds her hot food, rents a clean room in town, and sends her to study at the academy,all while respecting her space. When the system subjects Arthur to severe punishment lightning for refusing to force a romance, he accepts the agony and hands her his savings, urging her to run before his time expires. Shaken by his selflessness, Vesper kisses him just seconds before the deadline, raising her affection level to a meager 5/100. As they navigate the kingdom’s brewing corruption and academy crises, Vesper finds herself unexpectedly falling for Arthur,confused by his refusal to show the possessive obsession of past players. Meanwhile, Arthur's gentle restraint gives way to genuine love, setting off a dangerous, slow-burn emotional dynamic where both must defy the system to save each other and their collapsing world.