Station Eleven

Immortal Emperor Dao was tricked into believing that capturing the wheel of time and space would fulfil his longtime wish of having children and a Dao companion of his own, but he ended up losing his original body, and his soul travelling through space into Earth possessing Old Ye who has eleven grandchildren. "Grandpa, I lost my job because my Boss instructed me to tell you to sell the Old Ye property" "Is your boss tired of living? Don't work for him, a Boss like that isn't even worthy to be the shoe carrier of Emperor Dao's grandson" "Grandpa, My husband's family want me to divorce my husband because I couldn't give birth to a child" "Is just giving birth to a child, I will give you a pill that you will give birth to triplet, are they worthy to be in-laws of Emperor Dao? They should be burning incense to their ancestors for getting such an undeserving opportunity" Heaven above and Earth below, who can make prideful Emperor Dao lower his head?

“Look at this cockroach!” Johnson sneered, pacing around Max like a predator sizing up his prey. “You think you can fight me? You’ve been scurrying in the dirt your whole life!” Laughter erupted from the crowd. “He’s about to get squashed!” someone shouted. “Yeah, show him who’s boss, Johnson!” another chimed in. Johnson flexed his arms dramatically, turning to the crowd. “This rat thinks he’s a lion now, huh?” he spat, pointing at Max. “But all I see is a mangy stray dog, begging for scraps!” The crowd whooped and hollered, eagerly anticipating the fight. “You’re nothing but a street mutt,” Johnson continued, his voice brimming with arrogance. “I’ve trained with the best, and you? You’ve been running from garbage collectors your whole life!” Max stepped forward, his gaze steady, though his heart raced. “You talk too much,” he muttered, squaring his shoulders. “Let’s just get this over with.” Max was dumped by his girlfriend, just because he was poor.But his life turned upside down when at police station, he gets to know that he is not a common man, but a trillionaire heir .

Alex Noir, a burned-out game developer, receives a mysterious VR headset from an anonymous package. When he puts it on, he's pulled into "The Endless Trial"—a brutal survival game where death is permanent and the only way out is to beat all 100 levels. Each level is a different deadly scenario (zombie apocalypse, fantasy dungeon, sci-fi space station, historical battlefield, etc.) Marcus gains real skills and attributes that carry over between levels He can collect "Respawn Tokens" by completing bonus objectives—his only way to cheat death The system gives him quests, stat screens, and skill trees, but it's ruthlessly unfair: make a stupid decision, and face stupid consequences Whatever happens in the game affects the real world. If he dies in a level, he dies in reality. But that's not his only problem, the game starts "bleeding" into reality. Monsters from incomplete levels begin manifesting in his city. The longer he's trapped, the more the game corrupts the real world. His friends and family get pulled in as trapped players. Alex must not only survive and level up, but figure out who created this game and why because there are other players trapped in their own trials, and something is systematically hunting them all.

For six years, Ethan Cole has been the joke of every room his wife walks into — the kept husband with no job, no past, and no use beyond the patience to be looked down on. What none of them know is that the three-hundred-million-dollar miracle that saved Sophia's company came from a single account hidden four shells deep, under a name even billionaires lower their voices to say: Atlas. The most feared fortune in the country has a face, and for six years it has been sleeping in her bed. When her returning ex-lover, Damien Hale, moves to take Sophia, her company, and everything Ethan quietly built to protect her, Ethan is left with a choice, keep playing the man they all wrote off, or let the world finally meet the one he buried. But power has a cost, and the moment his name surfaces, something older and colder comes looking: the dynasty he walked away from the night three people died, and the mother who has hunted him for eleven years. To keep the woman who once stopped seeing him, Ethan must decide what he is willing to become and whether his past will ever let him stay hidden at all.

Marcus Kane spent three years as the Sinclair family's favorite punchline... the son-in-law with no job, no title, and apparently no use. When Gerald Sinclair finally forces the divorce through, the family celebrates like they've cut off a dead limb. They should have checked who owns the building they celebrated in. Marcus isn't unemployed. He's Meridian Holdings, the anonymous company that has spent a decade quietly buying up everything the Sinclairs depend on, and, as of eleven days ago, the controlling stake in Sinclair Group itself. He never wanted a war. He wanted them to stop needing him to be small. Now that they've made their choice, he's done pretending he doesn't have one of his own. One asset at a time, the headquarters lease, the country club, the merger meant to save them...Marcus takes back what was always his, all while sitting through Sunday dinners in the same worn jacket, letting them talk over him like furniture. Every man who thought he could take a piece of Marcus's world for free is about to learn there was always a silent owner in the room. He didn't come back to be loved. He came back to collect.

Heaven feeds those who climb. But no one asks what happens when they reach the top. Ren Kai is a starving beggar with a broken cultivation core, a sick little sister, and eleven copper coins. When he gives his last bowl of noodles to a dying old man, he gets a bent, ugly coin in return, and one warning: “Do not get full.” Days later, in front of thirty thousand people, a cruel noble crushes his core. Instead of dying, Ren Kai devours the fire meant to kill him. A black mouth with nine golden teeth opens on his chest, and a dead thief starts talking inside his head. The more he eats, the stronger he gets. But a full stomach puts his power to sleep, so he must stay hungry to stay dangerous. Then he finds a glowing number on his sister’s back. It is a countdown, and Heaven is not blessing her. It is harvesting her. Now a smiling Steward wants the coin, an entire sect wants the girl, and every bite Ren Kai takes makes the clock run faster. He has 975 days to find out what Heaven really tastes like. And to eat it. A funny, fast-paced, tragic cultivation story about hunger, family, and one beggar who refuses to be anyone’s meal.

Five years ago, Ethan Hayes was celebrated as the nation's youngest Supreme Commander. Then, during a classified mission, he and his eleven commanders vanished without a trace. The government declared them heroes who died in service. History moved on. Only one man knows the truth. They were betrayed. Living under a false identity, Ethan abandons his glorious past to protect the woman he loves. But on the day she publicly divorces him, calling him a worthless husband, the fragile life he built finally shatters. The world believes Ethan is a failure. His enemies believe he is dead. Both are about to discover the truth. When a routine identity check triggers an alert buried for five years, powerful generals, billionaire tycoons, intelligence agencies, and criminal syndicates realize that the man they erased from history has returned. Now, the commander who lost everything must uncover the conspiracy that murdered his brothers, exposed the corruption at the highest levels of power, and recover the legendary Sovereign Ledger—a secret capable of bringing nations to their knees. But every answer comes with a new betrayal, and the greatest enemy waiting in the shadows is the man Ethan once respected more than anyone else. Because some wars never truly end. And history has a way of reclaiming the heroes it tried to erase.

What if the man they call worthless could buy and sell them all with a single phone call? For three gruelling years, Romeo Martinez has endured every humiliation the wealthy Chen family could dish out—scrubbing their floors, serving their guests, and sleeping in the servants' quarters while his ice-cold wife Emma treats him like he's invisible. They call him worthless, a charity case who married above his station, a man who contributes nothing but shame to their declining empire. They have no idea that the quiet janitor cleaning their mansion is about to inherit a trillion-dollar business empire that could crush them without a second thought. When a mysterious phone call on his 28th birthday reveals that Romeo is the hidden heir to Phoenix Empire, everything changes. His suppressed memories return, his combat training awakens, and suddenly the man who couldn't fight back has unlimited resources, deadly allies, and a burning need for justice. The same criminal organization that murdered his parents is now targeting the Chen family—and only Romeo can save them. But saving Emma means protecting the woman who's spent three years breaking his heart, while destroying his enemies means embracing a power that could corrupt the gentle soul she fell in love with but never knew she had. As Romeo navigates boardrooms and battlefields with equal skill, one question haunts every calculated move: Can a man reclaim his throne without losing the woman whose love he's never truly won?

For eleven years Dane Marlowe fought a war the Republic never admitted it was in. He rose from a seventeen-year-old recruit carrying a disgraced father’s name to Marshal of Ashfall Command, unit that ended the Karsk War in nine days. He was never photographed. His file is sealed. On paper, he died in the last battle. Now he is home, with a duffel bag, two hundred and twelve dollars, and thirty days before the army calls him back. He has come for three things: his little sister; the truth about the fire at Pier 9 that put his father in prison and handed the Crane family the land their tower stands on; and the grave of the mother he was never allowed to visit. He finds Lia on her knees on the marble floor of the Crane Foundation gala, wine dripping from her hair, while Barrett Crane, heir to the richest family in the city, films her for his friends. Dane could end it in four seconds. He could end the Cranes in four days with one call to the Defense Ministry. But the army sealed his identity for a reason. Someone sold the names of his men, and three of them are already dead. If he reveals himself, the enemy will know exactly where to aim. So the Marshal takes a night job as a cleaner in Crane Tower, with no rank, no unit and no name. He mops the floors of the men who ruined his family. He lets them call him a beggar, a coward and a thief. And every night, in the basement archive, he reads what they believed no one would ever find.

Raphael Voss has killed eleven men for his country and never lost sleep over one of them. That ends at 3:14 a.m. on a Marseille rooftop, when his own extraction team puts two rounds through the asset beside him — then turns the gun on him. He survives because he's faster than the men who trained him. By sunrise, he understands three things: his agency burned him on purpose, someone above his handler signed the order, and there's now a kill clause with his name on it that won't stop until he's in the ground. Raphael doesn't run. Running is what dead men do while they wait to find out why. Instead he goes hunting the truth — and finds something worse than a cover-up. A shadow committee inside his own agency, the Concord, has spent a decade selling intelligence for influence. He wasn't burned for failing a mission. He was burned for seeing proof the Concord exists. Now he's the only man alive who can expose them — and the only one who has to survive long enough to matter. Seventy-two hours stand between him and the Concord's endgame. His only live wire back into the agency is Esther Cole, an analyst marked for the same fate. Every ally he reaches is a liability the moment the Concord finds the thread. There's no handler. No extraction. No clean exit. Just a professional doing the only job left to him: making the people who tried to erase him regret it.