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After Chris Westminster found out about his sudden wealth, he rose to power and trampled on those who bullied him. However, things didn't go as planned when the wealthy Westminster family was thrown into a dilemma because of a dark history. At the same time, Chris got involved with a murder scandal but the Westminster family’s name couldn't be tainted. He was forced to leave the country, and the moment he left, he had the responsibility of coming back as the powerful son of the Westminster family. If not, he dies.

Yu Inmoon known as the Demon Monarch. He hated evil person so much that he wipe them out. Unfortunately because he killed too many people even when they were wicked and deserve to be kill. His aura was full of death. And when he died he couldn't go to the after life. Only choice he had was to forver cage inside the void. Countless years had passed and something happened. Looked like he didn't need to stay inside that void anymore.

For twenty-four years, Ethan Cole believed the Whitfield family was his family — not by blood, but by everything that should have mattered more. He ran numbers his father couldn't read, raised the sister his parents were too busy to raise, and built himself into the son the Whitfield name could be proud of. Then the real Whitfield son came home. Overnight, the family Ethan spent his life earning turns him into a stranger in his own house. His father hesitates. His mother says nothing. And the sisters who once called him their anchor are torn between the brother they love and the family that raised them to obey. Ethan walks out with nothing but a cracked pocket watch he's never been able to explain — and a memory of a woman's voice that doesn't belong to anyone he's ever known. He doesn't chase revenge. He builds. Piece by piece, deal by deal, he becomes a man the Whitfields can no longer pretend they never lost. But the deeper he digs into his own forgotten past, the more he uncovers a secret buried decades before he was born — one that proves he was never the outsider they made him believe he was. When the truth surfaces, Ethan won't just have to decide whether to forgive the family that threw him away. He'll have to decide what's left to save — and who still deserves saving.

Commander Riven has buried seventeen teams. He won't bury this one. A quantum weapon that can erase history has been stolen from a frozen research facility, and the only man who understands it—Dr. Kael—is the same man who built it. Forced into a war he never wanted, Kael must join Riven's covert strike team on a suicide mission to stop a ghost from rewriting reality itself. The Wraith doesn't want money. He doesn't want power. He wants to become the architect of human history, erasing every mistake, every war, every innocent death—by deleting the people who caused them. And he's already started. But the quantum device doesn't just bend time. It fractures it. Every use tears reality further apart, creating pockets of frozen seconds where enemies can hide, battles can last lifetimes, and death is no longer permanent. Riven and Kael have seventy-two hours before the device fully stabilizes and The Wraith becomes unstoppable. There's only one way to win: destroy the machine. But when Kael discovers The Wraith's true identity—and the secret buried beneath the ice—he realizes the device may be the only thing standing between humanity and an even greater threat. Time is running out. The mission is impossible. And the dead are already walking. One wrong second. Two broken men. All of history hanging in the balance.

What?!?" Pia exclaimed. “What's within?” Saying, "Oh my God! Is that a finger that has been chopped?’ Cassandra uttered, "I'm not sure!” "What the fuck does that even mean?!?" exclaimed Pia. Cassandra says, "What?!?" Please don't look at me that way. Furthermore, I have no idea what that even means!’ Pia commented, "This is embarrassing," and Cassia responded, "Okay, I'm going to call the police right away." "No!" exclaimed Pia. Oh no, please don't! “ Cassiandra uttered, "Are you serious at this moment? Cass, that is one fucking chopped finger! Furthermore, we have no idea whose finger it is!” "I'm sure that whoever sent this wouldn't really like it if we ever called the police about this," Pia said. "I also think that they might be keeping an eye on us right now." Cassandra was already breathing heavily as she was scared and doesn't know what to do. She panicked while Pia remained calm and silent as she tries to calm her friend down. Fear flashed through Cassandra's mind as she and Pia stood next to her car, their nerves still raw from the uncomfortable meeting. "Then, what do we do now?" Cassandra's eyes darted across the surroundings while her voice wavered with anxiety. With her own heart rate accelerating due to adrenaline, Pia tried to calm their agitated minds. "Maybe we'll try to calm down first..." However, Cassandra's mind was already racing, a flash of insight emerging in her. "But wait, the letter!" Pia looked in astonishment, taken aback by Cassandra's apparent eagerness. "What?" Words flew out of Cassandra's mouth, a trace of panic in her tone. "H-Haven't that box come with a letter?" Pia's face wrinkled as she considered what Cassandra had said, realizing what had happened.

He gave up everything for love. His career. His life. His trust. And she repaid him with betrayal—a clandestine affair that ended in his death. But death wasn’t the end. He wakes again on the day her empire goes public, armed with memories of every lie, every betrayal, and every hidden hand that sealed his fate. This time, he won’t endure. This time, he will reclaim what was stolen—and expose the darkness lurking behind the glittering walls of wealth and power.

He was caged for crime he didn't commit. Now he’s back, forged in blood and fire, as the deadliest operative in a shadow military force feared across continents. He reclaims his wife. He rebuilds his broken family. And the fools who try to crush him? He won’t just fight back. He’ll destroy them—without mercy. Please read my completed books too: - THE GREAT GENERAL - WAR GOD'S REVENGE

Alexander loved his wife, Elena, deeply, devoting several years of his life to her. But when her ex-boyfriend reappears, long-buried feelings resurface. He seems kind and sincere, but beneath the surface, he weaves deceitful lies, quietly poisoning her heart against the man who stood by her all these years. Blinded by her affection, she begins to doubt her husband. Her constant accusations and coldness cut deeper each time, until Alex gets tired and finally walks away, filing for a divorce. But what she doesn’t realize is that the man she believes to be her true love is only after one thing—her fortune. She also doesn’t know that her company’s success was only possible because of the silent support of the very man she had pushed away. And above all, she’s unaware that Alexander’s true identity holds so much weight, that even the president wouldn't dare stand in his way.

Nathaniel Marlow has eleven days until the recital that could finally make his career, and a wife who's been keeping company with the one man who could unmake it. He tells himself it's business. He almost believes it, until a hospital call about his son's heart and hands him a second betrayal in the same appointment: a genetic result nobody asked for, and an answer nobody wanted. Befoee Nathaniel can decide which wound to survive first, three men are waiting for him in a parking garage. They don't want his wallet. They want his hands, and they know exactly how to make sure he never plays again. Vivienne calls it robbery. The surgeons call it permanent. The only person willing to tell Nathaniel the truth is the childhood friend he once gave up everything for and never let himself need again-until now. He can't play a single note. Leland Renwick is about to learn that isn't the same as being finished.

Beneath the glamour of the Whitlock Group lies a betrayal of the most vicious kind. Martin Whitlock, a seemingly perfect billionaire CEO, is stabbed and thrown off a cliff by Miller, his identical twin brother who grew up in bitter poverty. But death refuses to claim Martin. Saved by a mysterious doctor, he awakens with a ruined face and a reality far more excruciating than his stab wounds: his beloved wife, Moana, isn't even looking for him. Instead, she willingly welcomes his murderer into her bed and his company, all for the sake of power. Betrayed by his own flesh and blood and discarded by his wife, the angelic side of Martin died in that forest. He returns to his empire from the very bottom, disguised as a disfigured courier. He doesn't come demanding answers. He comes to reclaim his empire, shatter his enemies' sanity, and make the wife who betrayed him crawl and beg at his feet. Because the ultimate revenge isn't murder; it is absolute poverty.