Under The Oak Tree 2

Detective Daniel has been assigned to investigate the murder case of three business proficients whose wives alongside kids were also kidnapped.This would be his last case before retirement.He is astounded when he finds out that the first piece of the puzzle to deciphering the case is in the hands of a juvenile under his roof. Robert his first son. Would Robert remain voiceless or Detective Daniel would dig out the information himself? Mysteries are further unraveled when detective Daniel found out that the drugs they recovered from the dead victims apartments as validation of their illegal businesses were arranged there by the perpetrators of the crime, to conceal the factual reason for their death,which was sponsored by the Turkish government. What would be his next action when he also finds out that the same commander who assigned the case to him has a hand in their death? The unraveling of enigmas you might diagnose it!.

Aella “whirlwind” Harlow was looking at the screen of her phone with earbuds on, the live speech of Aniya Rossi in the United Nations. She sighed and mumbled when it ended, “Dumbass… Werewolves accepted by society, protectors, helping Humanity achieve greatness. Yeah, greatness my butt! A good Werewolf is a dead Werewolf! Spoiled brat… Stupid bitch…” She checked her quiver, counting the darts still there. A quick glance at the pistol crossbow on the left side of her belt, and at the Ruger gun inside the holster under her left armpit. Grabbing her faithful Labrys, a double edge axe, was the last thing she did before hearing a howl nearby. Aella frowned and mumbled, “Showtime…” (It is the sequel of "The Flesh-Eating Werewolf", set 20 years in the future, but can be read as a stand alone, but with minor mentions to events in the first story, and some previous characters that will appear in this story.)

I've never wanted this life for myself—this life filled with perils and evil. It's like a dream I can never escape from—a dream which I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to wish for this kind of life—the life where you don't have a choice over anything—the life where you're bound by your deepest desires. I never wanted to enter into the supernatural world. I never wanted to come across the Crimsones[1], Lycanthropes[2], demons and the rest. I never wanted to be involved in anything pertaining to the dark and supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all—to escape from fate. I never knew I would be pulled into this mess, becoming one of those dark creatures which roam about in the ungodly night. I never wanted to be a merciless predator who was also a prey to another predator (what a food chain!). But all is good. No matter what I shall not alli myself to degenerate into a heartless monster who only knew how to tear flesh, spill blood and break bones. I cannot allow my desires to pull me down. I cannot be corrupted by the abyss! My name is Daniel Stark and what I'm about to tell you is a real life horror. I don't know what you call horror or romance or fa Intasy but this story I'm about to tell you, you need to listen attentively and not miss a bit of information. This is my story—one beginning with pain.

Gossip about Benjamin Frost, a husband and son-in-law deemed useless, has become the talk of Regal Hill. He resided in his wife's family home, taking on the role of a dutiful household servant, handling chores such as cooking and laundry. However, his fate took a sudden turn. While preparing dinner, his wife unexpectedly appeared with divorce papers, claiming she had found a more useful man. After signing the divorce papers, Benjamin deliberately cut his ring finger, allowing the blood to flow under his family's heirloom ring. At that moment, a magical doorway to knowledge opened within him. Instantly, medical expertise, martial arts, engineering skills, alchemy, and a myriad of other talents flooded his mind. While he was still reeling from the shock, several men in suits emerged from an SUV and approached him with a shout, "Young Master, you're back!"

Tyrone The Wolf Cat Alexander has kept his family name under wraps since he was born. and while he never understood why his last name resembles that of the royal family, he still kept it a secret until today. a hot tip in his city's underground led him to break into an old noble manor that was said to house treasures untold.....they were right..... however it wasn't just treasures he finds, it was his destiny. --- this is a Novel set in a world where the system and use of it's skills are determined by the gain, trade and cultivation of cards and the decks they build. our main character is a young man thrust into the politics of a kingdom with no ruler making him a target as with all eyes on the throne only he has the most legitimate claim to it. so he must study, grow strong, make deals and alliances and build a deck that's legendary for all time.

Melvin was taken aback, exclaiming, "What!? How could you have two sons-in-law when Naira is married to me?!" He stared in disbelief at his mother-in-law, who responded with a cruel smile. "Because she's going to divorce you!" she sneered. A sinking feeling enveloped Melvin as if the ground had been pulled from under him. He felt utterly humiliated when her laughter further punctuated his situation. Enduring a wretched existence in his wife's home, subjected to insults and disdain, Melvin's life took an unexpected twist when his grandfather called. The offer to rejoin the family business provided a glimmer of hope. Would Naira proceed with the divorce upon learning the truth? Would his mother-in-law's treatment persist? And could Melvin contemplate a return after all he'd been through?

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.

Thomas, who was just a small man from the countryside, managed to win Sylvia Gregory's love after saving her from the pursuit of dangerous hitmen. But he got it at a high price. He lost the ability to walk due to an accident they experienced during the pursuit. Later, Sylvia took care of Thomas, asking her family to pay for all the treatment and therapy to help Thomas walk again. However, after two weeks of therapy with Thomas not showing any improvement, the entire Gregory family began showing contempt. They even kicked Thomas out of their house, not even allowing him to use the wheelchair they bought for him. While holding back anger and despair, Thomas crawled out of the house, amidst the laughter of the rich people looking down on his predicament. One thing they didn’t know, the village young man they were laughing at was none other than the man who had conquered the most dangerous district in Drada under his spell.

What would you do if you realized that, the recently acquired freedom is just another netherworld! That, the things you hated most are your survival guides! Would you wish for one more lesson, or, what would it be… James was a young man fresh from school. He had exorbitant optimisms of freedom and a very bright future. Only to realize, the so-called freedom was proving to be human under siege. Life in freedom was worse than perdition itself and got him a visit to the reformatory. He was an innocent determined young man, whom, life taught a lesson the hard way. Never loosing desire and motivation, he still pushed on hard enough. Had this to be you, would you do the same, or… just give up! Did he survive the harshness of the biosphere? Did his efforts ever get to pay back? Did he ever get to live his dream? Find out more about James, After the Shadows.

In the mountains sat a small village, populated by normal people. Cows mooed, pigs ate, and humans did their fieldwork. On usual days like these, a normal person in the village would enjoy some fried chicken under the shade of a tree. "Mmm, delicious chicken..." Not everyone had access to the chicken. Only a certain family did. But as time passed, someone arrived in the village and took away the items that helped the villagers live their lives. Some young people left with the man, thinking that they would strike it big. And one of those people was the owner of the chickens. Bai Feng, a connoisseur of food, a monster that's heavier than iron, a fool that's half smart and half dumb. Cultivation isn't for everyone, but with luck, everything is possible. Could Bai Feng cultivate and reach the apex? Or would he have to stumble along the way due to the passions of life, increasing the difficulty of his path? But one thing was for certain. Bai Feng would surely enjoy life along the way. Cultivation or not.