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Ten years ago, Caleb Vance was a boy forced to watch his family crumble as his father chose a mistress's ambition over his mother's life. Hunted into the frozen northern borders, Caleb didn't just survive; he became a god of the battlefield, the legendary "King of the North." He thought the war was over, but a single, terrified phone call from his sister, Mia, pulls him back to the city that spat him out. His aunt is broken, his sister is being sold to the highest bidder, and the woman responsible for his mother’s death now sits on a throne of stolen Vance wealth. Caleb isn't returning for a seat at the table—he’s returning to flip the table over. With an elite army at his back and a ledger of secrets that could burn the world down, Caleb will show City B that some debts can only be paid in blood.

His mother was abandoned, left to rot in a storage room. His blind sister had been sold as a gift to powerful men. And the woman he sacrificed everything for stood laughing beside her new lover. "My future is worth more than your entire family," Olivia sneered. Something inside Kevin died that day. But what Olivia didn't know was that prison hadn't broken him—it had transformed him. The desperate prisoner she mocked was secretly the last disciple of a legendary master. The same man now held the favor of billionaires, business empires, and the most powerful figures in the country. Holding his dying mother in his arms, Kevin made a vow. "You took everything from me." His eyes turned cold. "Now I'll take everything from you." They betrayed a son. They sold a sister. They created the billionaire who would become their downfall.

Five years ago, Caleb Thorne vanished on the battlefield and was presumed dead. His family was ruined, his assets seized, and his sister forced to become collateral for a debt held by the most powerful banking family in Switzerland. They thought Caleb was dead. They thought the Thorne family was trash they could trample upon. They were dead wrong. Caleb has returned, not as an ordinary man, but as The Soul Sovereign. Within his pitch-black shadow dwell 10,000 soldier spirits known as "The Hollows," hungering for fear. When enemy guns explode in their own hands and billionaires begin screaming hysterically at empty walls, one thing becomes clear: The King has returned. "You ask the price of my sister's life? Unfortunately, your money holds no value in hell." Don't make him angry. Don't look into his eyes. And for God's sake, never touch his family.

It started with the first $100 from Forex after losing nearly $15,000+ in the past few years. A small gain, but it was everything to Reese Myles. A sign that maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t cursed to fail forever. Then came the Wealth Accumulation System. On the night Reese should have died, crushed and heartbroken on the cold asphalt, clutching that first win in his hands with so much regret that he hadn't made anything good of himself, fate had other plans. [Wealth Accumulation System: Initialization Complete] [Current Net Worth: $0 | Projected Worth: Infinite] [Debt: ...........calculating] Reese can now invest, trade and avoid losses now that he is armed with WAS. Forex is going to make him a billionaire...or maybe even more than a billionaire, and he will defeat his rival, on both sides, crypto and trading, and take down everyone who treated him like trash.

A murderer. A crazy woman. Is what they all call me. Apparently to me, I'm seeing the dead, which makes me crazy to everyone, but I know I'm not. Being stuck in a psychiatric hospital with a pending murder case at hand is not how I pictured this time of my life. I don't really get it. I am a lot of things that I'm not proud of, but certainly not a murderer. How on earth will I be able to vindicate myself if the dead is making me look like a murderer? How will I be able to vindicate myself when my past ways isn't even something to write home about, and all it can do is just spice up my case? How will I be able to save myself when I, and the dead was never in good terms, and I happen to be the cause of it all? What have I done to myself?

'Game on' was quietly launched all over the world, infiltrating all virtual game servers. The game transported humans to a bright new exciting virtual world full of cultivation, mystery, and power. But what people didn't realize was that this game was a training ground,  for the Apocalypse, and not a virtual one, as humans would soon be teleported to this cruel new world, and when that happened, humans would only have one life, unlike in the game, resulting in a situation in which countless humans died because they couldn't stand up to the monstrosities in this new world. Vanya, who had led a sad and feeble existence during the Apocalypse, was sent back in time with all of her memories intact. Follow Vanya's exploits as she uses what she knows about the future to save her brother and other humans from the Apocalypse, as well as to discover why weak humans from Earth were transported to this horrible world known as Pangu world.

Ethan Dracon, the fourth dragon prince, was nicknamed "trash of the dragon royal family" because he couldn't awaken his dragon gene. He was bullied by his stepbrothers daily, and he lost his honor in the Draconian Empire as one of the youngest genii. But all that changed when he encountered the first dragon progenitor. He was later sent to earth to become a powerhouse there, but things didn't go out as planned because humans have evolved, and they now have superhumans that only appeared in fantasy. But if he needs to establish himself on earth, he must first take out the most powerful people on earth, the pure-bloods. He had thought that was his only concern until vampires, demons, elves, aquarians, the purebloods, and gods sought out his head. Follow Ethan as he fights all these odds and establishes himself on Earth. --- This novel would be posted one or two times daily, and it's not haram, though the protagonist would have plenty of love interests.

Mason's life takes a sharp turn when he's falsely accused by his boss's spoiled daughter, leaving him with nowhere to run. But just when things couldn't get worse, his world is flipped upside down again—he’s sold to Olivia, a powerful heiress, who buys him to play the role of her fake fiancé in exchange for his freedom. It doesn't end there as a new figure emerges with the claim that Mason is actually the long lost heir to the Steele dynasty. Thrown into a world of wealth and manipulation, Mason struggles to navigate the new dangers and allure of his new life. As tensions rise and their staged romance blurs into something real, Mason finds himself torn between duty and desire. But as secrets unravel and the past refuses to stay buried, can Mason trust Olivia with more than just his heart? His life is no longer his own—and neither is his heart.

“Don’t complain when the lights go out…” These were the words that came out of his mouth before he calmly exited the office. Silas Gray, a typical nobody, a medical instructor, is pushed aside by his wife, Lauren Forrest, when she sees that she has reached the very pinnacle of her career. She saw him as nothing but ‘Deadweight…’ But then everything turns upside down when, on the very day she had been dreaming of, she sees him standing with the top dogs of the city. Silas Gray wasn't just a nobody; he was the shadow ruler of Sintril, the Hidden Ace, and the blade that held the underworld together. He had chosen a quiet life to stay with his wife; for three years, he played instructor at the clinic. But now, he is back, and with his resurfacing, the underworld is shaking— threats are awakening, new enemies and allies are being born. Will Silas continue to rule over his Empire of Ash and Gold?

The walls still smelled of smoke when Luca opened his eyes. Ash drifted like tired snow, settling on leather boots and broken glass. His hands trembled, stained dark, but he couldn’t say whose blood it was. Outside, sirens wailed like mourning wolves. He stepped into the street, and the city looked back — neon, rain, old hunger. A bartender recognized him and flinched. “Thought you were dead.” Maybe he was. In flashes he saw a rooftop under a red moon. A woman. Rhea. Her voice like warmth through winter: Don’t forget who you are. But he had. Now, every alley whispered his name — some in awe, some in warning. The beast inside stirred, pacing, remembering what he could not. Luca walked on, jaw set, heart heavy. He would find the truth. Even if it tore him open like the moon tears the tide.