The Four Of Them

Once more, the gulls screamed for his attention.He turned away and viciously kicked a nearby bucket.He bent down, picked a can, took careful aim, and fired it at a group of seagulls, scattering them and sending them flying back into the air.Seagulls!Bloody seagulls disgust me.

In an unfortunate event of a virus outbreak. The interim government decided to shut the gates of the city, locking out thousand of uninfected individual, leaving them to perish in the hands of the unforgiving virus, but among them was one who was immune to the virus, it was rumoured he had the blood of the first men

They didn't see it coming, none of them did. The Wayne family got into an 'accident' years ago, the plan was simple. All of them had to die. Unfortunately, one survived and he's back for revenge. The question is will he get his revenge or will he fail?

Eran and Theo, are two close friends that belong to the infamous mercenary group, Band of de Sun. Eran is driven by ambition for revenge, seeking retribution for his clan's death, while Theo seeks to realize his dreams of power and control. The road ahead of them will not be as beautiful as they imagined. The band's loyalty is tested, and tragedy ensues, forcing Eran and Theo to question their principles and reasoning. Will their friendship survive the clash of ambitions and the test of loyalty that awaits them? In a world driven by power and revenge, Eran and Theo's friendship will be put to the test. Will they find a way to reconcile their ambitions, or will their path lead them to a painful harsh reality?

Betrayed by his own generals. Belmont didn't just sit around and let them stab him in the back. No. He simply brought them to hell with him. Reborn into a world of heroes as a human, Belmont must grow stronger in order to protect his family and the people he loved the most. He trusts no one, he simply can not let himself be betrayed for the second time. Will Belmont, who had lived his entire past life as a demon fighting against humanity, now fight for them? It takes a single step to become a hero… and he would eventually find out if he is fit to be called one.

In a world ravaged by the malevolent touch of the God of Demons, Mazoku, a planet teeters on the precipice of annihilation. The once-solid barriers between the human realm and the dreaded demon realm lie shattered, plunging the world into chaos. Nature's laws have become twisted, and an unending war rages among the four kingdoms since time immemorial. The undeniable truth emerges— the world is hurtling towards its demise. Yet, amidst the relentless torment wrought by a colossal sword forged by the very hands of the God of Demons, a faint glimmer of hope persists. This formidable weapon, driven into the heart of the planet, paradoxically presents a solitary chance for salvation. Once every three millennia, the Night of Fate descends, shrouding the land in an otherworldly aura. Those who find themselves slumbering beside the accursed sword on this fateful night are transported to a realm unknown—the "World's Fury Realm." Within this enigmatic domain, these chosen souls are burdened with a profound quest: to undertake a series of arduous missions, each with the potential to mend the shattered world. Success bears a promise as poignant as it is uplifting—those hailing from the human realm will be whisked back, their planet’s wounds finally sutured. A glimmer of hope beckons, for a path to restoration is laid before them. However, the road to redemption is fraught with peril, as failure yields a fate far bleaker than one could fathom. Those unable to rise to the challenge find themselves imprisoned within the very realm they sought to conquer—the World’s Fury Realm. In this desolate expanse, destruction and agony reign supreme, unending torment that only death can bring respite from.

Ghosts.. Demons.. Monsters.. are they real? You might've heard about them from movies and tv shows. Hell! you might've sensed them under the covers of your sheets. Scared, you might've reported this to your parents as a child who only dismisses this as a childish tantrum and told you that it was going to be alright. Told you to not be afraid.. However should you? Hell no! You should be afraid! because these monsters are not just a figment of your imagination.. they are real! Believe me, I know this because I hunt them down myself! I am Jason Chris.. A Mystique Hunter! . . I retain copyrights to the book cover

For centuries, the Free Kingdoms of the North stood unbroken beneath the bat-crested banner of House Von Caerstein. But peace shattered the night the enemy kingdoms unleashed a forbidden horror, the Malcor, a vampiric beast born of ancient sorcery. When the Malcor slaughters King Hadrian and his Hungarian-born queen, Isolde of House Zalvári, the realm is thrust into chaos. At the height of the invasion, the four royal brothers, Cassian, Edric, Darius, and Aurelius rode into battle to defend their homeland. Victory comes with staggering loss, and though the Malcor is driven away, only Aurelius discovers the truth of how to wield their family's sacred crest against the creature. Threatened by the revelation that Aurelius may be the rightful king, the brothers conspire in darkness. They use his beloved, Betrothed Maria, as vengeance to claim the crown. but the plan spirals into tragedy when Maria is brutally killed by the Malcor. Consumed by grief and vengeance, Aurelius hunts the beast alone and slays it, but not before he is bitten and cursed by its dying fang. Aurelius returns to the castle forever changed no longer human, but the first of a new breed of vampire. Driven by betrayal, rage, and the Malcor’s corruption burning in his blood, he unleashes a massacre within the castle walls, wiping out his brothers and every living soul who once called him kin. Now, atop the Carpathian Mountains, the ancient fortress stands drenched in the ghosts of its past ruled by a king who was made, not born. A king forged from love, loss, and bloodshed. A king whose legend will echo through the ages. Thus begins the rise of Aurelius the 1st the last prince of Caerstein, and the first vampire of the North.

"My mother is dying," Ethan begged. On the other end of the phone came a cold reply. "Director Morgan is busy attending a dog's birthday party. Stop bothering her." For four years, Ethan Cole sacrificed everything for his wife, Sophia Morgan. While she built a billion-dollar pharmaceutical empire, he remained in the shadows, enduring humiliation from her family and being treated worse than a servant. Then his mother died alone in a hospital bed. Sophia never came. Instead, she chose a wealthy man's dog over the woman who had secretly saved her company countless times. That night, Ethan burned the legendary Phoenix Remedy—a formula worth hundreds of billions—and walked away from his marriage forever. "We're getting divorced." Sophia laughed. "You are nothing without me. You'll come crawling back like a stray dog." But she never knew the truth. The husband she despised was the hidden heir of a powerful family. The man she called worthless possessed medical skills capable of shocking the world. As powerful tycoons, financial empires, and underworld forces begin fighting for Ethan's favor, Sophia watches everything she built crumble before her eyes. When she finally discovers who he really is, regret comes too late. "Ethan... please come back." Ethan's gaze turns icy. "When my mother needed you most, where were you?" A betrayed husband. A hidden heir. A legendary doctor. This time, the people who broke him will pay for every tear they caused.

John Whitaker had nothing but his name—just a plain, useless name in a world ruled by money, influence, and cold-hearted power. He was the unwanted son-in-law of the Prestwick dynasty; an empire worth hundreds of billions. His marriage to Eleanor Prestwick was a shameful secret, something the Prestwick family pretended never happened, and whenever they had to acknowledge it, they reminded everyone that John was the charity case Eleanor brought home from a job internship in a poor neighborhood out of pity. They called him a parasite. They treated him like a stray dog that refused to leave. They spat on his dignity, sneered at his dreams, and sneered even louder when his mother was diagnosed with stage four pancreatic cancer. When he begged for help on his knees, in tears, in public; they laughed. John almost lost his will to live. But fate has a way of rewarding the broken. That very night, when he had no place to sleep, and his mother was on the brink of death in a public hospital ward stinking of poverty and pain, a letter arrived. An inheritance. John Whitaker was not who he thought he was. He was the sole blood heir to the late Howard Ravenshore, the secretive trillionaire who had disappeared from the global stage ten years ago. A man with holdings in every continent, silent power over more than forty governments, and a fortune beyond imagination. His assets were masked under shell companies, shadow trusts, and ghost accounts—untouchable, invisible, unstoppable. And now all of it belonged to John. In an instant, the man who once begged for pennies became the richest human being alive.