To Your Eternity Fushi

In a world where magic is everything and bloodline is destiny, one boy was born with nothing. Aethoria is a continent fractured by war five rival kingdoms each anchored to a unique form of elemental magic drawn from the Aeths, crystallized veins of life force buried deep in the earth. For a thousand years, the kingdoms coexisted in uneasy balance. Then the Solmere Empire began to burn. Karl Dun is seventeen years old when his village is set alight. He is a commoner, an orphan, and worst of all in Aethoria Aethless: tested twice and found hollow, incapable of bonding with any elemental magic. In a society where your Aeth-bond determines your value, your rank, and your right to dream, Karl has been told since childhood that he is nothing. But when a Solmere fire-officer seizes his wrist during the burning of Durnholt, something impossible happens. Karl absorbs the man's fire-Aeth. Not copies it. Not borrows it. Takes it and the fire burns in his veins as though it has always been there. Forced to flee into the cursed Grey wood forest, Karl encounters Sera ..a disgraced Deaven shadow mage wanted in four kingdoms who recognizes what he is before he does. She calls his ability Mirroring: the rarest, most feared power in Aethoria's history, last recorded three hundred years ago in the mage who ended the First Kingdom War. The empire hunts Mirrors above all else because a Mirror cannot be defeated by magic. A Mirror becomes magic. As the Solmere Arbiters close in and the other kingdoms begin to mobilize, Karl must learn to control a power he does not understand, survive an alliance with a woman whose loyalties are her own, and decide whether the prophecy that named him the Hollow King, the Aethless

I want to create a kingdom where life is as convenient as I wish it to be. A comfortable world where everyone can laugh and enjoy their lives as much as possible. That's what I truly and honestly want. Ideals without strength are nonsense, and strength without ideals is empty, right? I'm a greedy guy, but I don't have an interest in seeking strength just for the sake of power, without the ambition to do something with it. But... "What are you saying? I'm the mastermind of the war between Dragons and Humans?" "Yes, Your Majesty. At that time..." "What are you saying? I am the mastermind of the Demon Race invading the central continent?" "Yes, Your Majesty. At that time..."

Betrayed. Humiliated. Left with nothing. Once mocked by relatives, dumped by a heartless ex, and fired with nothing but shame, your life hit rock bottom fast. But when a convoy of black cars pulls up and a stranger hands you a golden-sealed letter, everything changes: “You are the sole heir to the world’s richest consortium.” Now you hold the power to make or break empires. Jets, mansions, private armies, they’re yours. But with money comes enemies, and the deeper you rise, the more dangerous the fall. Welcome to a world of deception, wealth, and power, where every move you make could be your last. Because the higher you climb, the more people want to watch you burn.

In the divided land of Elyndor, power is everything. Whether born a mage, a monster-slayer, or a martial savant, your destiny is carved by the strength of your Core. Rashford Oakwood has none. Mocked and discarded, he faces a gruesome death at the hands of raiders only to awaken in the ruins of his village with an unnatural force coursing through his veins. His soul has been reforged. His enemies do not yet realize they’ve made a monster. But Rashford does not seek revenge alone. He seeks answers: to the secrets his father died for, the powers that fear his awakening, and the war tearing Elyndor apart. Each chapter draws blood. Each battle writes history, And Rashford’s story is only just beginning.

What could be more devastating than watching your lover being shot by a masked man right before your very eyes in the dead of night? Everly isn't just confronted with a daunting reality that shatters her hope for a future with Edwin, but one that also sets her on a new path. In an unexpected turn of events, she relinquishes her dream of being a model and becomes a prosecutor driven by the desire to apprehend Edwin's murderer. However, fate intervenes, and every step she takes seems to lead her to her father, Hubbard. Will she find it in her heart to forgive him for taking away her only source of happiness, or will she ensure that he pays the full price for his actions?

“This isn’t a union Ken, it has never been one! Rather, it is charity.” Ashley interjected rudely forsaking the weight of her words. ******** Ken Gregory battled stigmatization and humiliation all his life due to his poor financial status. But eventually lost faith in humanity the day his wife celebrated her engagement with another man on their anniversary. During the climax of his turmoil, the table suddenly turned in his favour and he quickly transitioned from being stigmatized to inflicting stigma on his oppressors, when he found out he was the lost heir of the Grand Emperor Gregory of CidaVille. “I will make y’all eat your flesh and drink your blood for making my life miserable!” He lit his cigar and puffed it into thin air.

Aleric died once already. Pushed off a rooftop by the same people who made his life a living hell. He thought that was the end. But then he woke up in Jusavia. He was in a new world, in a new infant body and a fresh chance to start all over again. He made himself one promise: never again would he be hopeless and weak. Never at the mercy of people who saw him as nothing. At fifteen, everyone in Jusavia awakens their Class. It's everything. Your power, your future, your entire worth as a person. Fire mages who burn through armies. Healers who pull people back from death itself. Aleric's Awakening Ceremony was supposed to change his life. It did. Just not the way anyone expected. While everyone else got their shiny new Class, fire this, sword that, holy whatever, Aleric got a blank screen and a room full of whispers. Classless. His father looked at him like he'd just dragged garbage into the house. His fiancée laughed in his face and tore up their engagement contract in front of the whole academy. The nobles who used to bow to his family name? They walked past him like he didn't exist. The academy sent a letter the same day. "We regret to inform you that your enrollment has been revoked." And so, they exiled him and shipped him off to the Frontier Training Grounds, a glorified dumping ground for failures and corpses. Aleric figured he'd die in the first dungeon. Just like he died on that rooftop. But this time, he wasn't going down without a fight. Then he killed his first monster, and something changed. Absorption activated: Skill acquired. He had gotten a skill that was going to change his life in ways he couldn't dare to fathom.

Granted another chance by Fate to redeem himself, Persia swore to make his oppressors all kneel before him. " Your first order young master? " " I want the Juans clan on their knees "

"If you want to collect your pay and something extra, quickly dispose off this and come for your pay," Harry sneered, tossing a used condom at Oliver with the contents spilling on Oliver's body. This is one of the many humiliations Oliver endured daily to meet his needs. In a world where wealth and status determine one's fate, Oliver, the campus poorest , saw his misery deepen when his girlfriend left him for the campus richest guy. When Oliver's despair reached its peak, fate intervened. He finds himself as the heir to the powerful Howard conglomerate, suddenly finding himself at the reins of affairs of its vast empire. Forgiveness is not an option. Oliver won't stop at nothing to avenge the wrongs done to him, exacting his revenge tenfold

From Erwin Wickison I never asked to be here. One moment I was living my life, and the next I was dragged—along with millions of others—into a place ruled by a system that treats us like pieces on a board. Every Game is built to break something, whether it’s a body, a mind, or the small parts of myself I keep pretending are “good.” I’ve watched people die. I’ve watched people change. And I know I’m changing too. I just hope there’s something human left in me by the end… if there’s even an end. WARNING. This book contains smut, psychological decay, moral collapse, human intimacy twisted into survival, and a variety of horrors that do not wait for your permission before sinking into your mind. It will not hold your hand. It will not apologize. And it will not stop once you open it. If you continue, you’re choosing to step into a sequence of events designed to peel apart the comfortable assumptions you rely on to feel “safe.” Some of you will be fascinated. Some of you will be disturbed. Most of you will not remain the same. I’m not here to reassure you. I’m only here to tell you one thing: Whatever you think this is, whatever you think you know… you don’t. And once you begin, you can’t go back. — Welcome to the Games