Under The Oak Tree 2

For five years, Ronan Vane played the role of the useless house husband, washing dishes and driving a minivan, all to let his wife, Elena, shine. He secretly fed her the code that built Lumina Corp, a multi-billion dollar tech empire. On the eve of Lumina’s IPO, Elena decides she’s outgrown him. Lured to a remote dock under the pretense of a private celebration, Ronan is betrayed—pushed into the freezing ocean by a hitman hired by Elena and her lover, Jax. They toast to his death as they ring the opening bell. But they made a fatal error. They didn't kill a house husband; they woke up "Zero." Surviving the fall, Ronan reactivates the Prometheus Protocol. He doesn't just want a divorce; he wants a hostile takeover. Walking into the celebratory gala dripping wet and dressed in rags, Ronan is about to show the world that without him, Lumina Corp is nothing but a blank screen.

Dark Weapon Book One: Time of Bombing This intense and fictional voyage and action packed novel spans two generations and the unthinkable equivalency between a story from the year 1954 and 2041. When 5 girls leave their home country to another to be trained with the hope of becoming military personnel one day, they learn of a ploy and survive it in the end. There are losses, big losses but they come to terms with it with the help of Katherine. An old woman with lots of wealth and a history with the tragic event from 1954. The girls, after years of training under Katherine become mercenaries and make a comeback with the name '5'. Their first entrance brings turmoil and carnage to Danima and they leave the state in panic. The story of the 5 girls and the victims from 1954 are crafted from the imaginative mind of the writer. The action is non-stop, the fictional locations and characters are fascinating and engaging. There is suspense, tension and romance all moved within this story that captures the readers imagination and keeps the reader guessing till the end

At nineteen, Arden has only ever known fear—fear of the villagers who whisper “monster” when he passes, and fear of the dark voice that lurks inside his mind. Born under a cursed blood moon, he carries within him a demon’s soul, chained but restless, always hungry for release. Arden wants nothing more than to live quietly, far from suspicion. But when his village is attacked by forces older than legend, the demon inside him stirs, offering him the strength to fight… at a price. Now, torn between the life of a normal young man and the dangerous power growing within, Arden must decide: Will he resist the demon’s call, or embrace it—and risk becoming the very monster he’s sworn to fear? THE DEMON IN ME is a dark young adult fantasy of forbidden power, inner conflict, and the fight to control the darkness within before it consumes everything.

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.)

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!.

“Manuel Salazar, you are under arrest for the disappearance of Mrs. Cassidy Jones," the police officer said as he handcuffed me. Manuel Salazar is a sex worker, a male prostitute who fucks the wives of the most popular men in Manhattan. He was the last person to see Cassidy alive after they spent the night at their usual spot, but he didn't kill her; he was being framed, but who would believe him? No body, no murder weapon, just a hotel room covered in blood and his DNA all over. He has to prove his innocence or risk going to prison for a crime he didn't commit. His lawyer Jill Baker is one of the best criminal attorneys in New York, and she suspects foul play, she is his only chance to walk away acquitted of all charges. The clock is ticking. Will they solve this crime in time?

“Take this ten-thousand-dollar check, parasite. Your role as a shield for my shares is over,” Chloe said coldly as she threw the check onto the floor. For three years, Raymond lived as an oppressed son-in-law with amnesia in New York, suppressing his pride for the sake of the woman he believed sincerely loved him. However, a billionaire business alliance changed everything. Cast out on a stormy night and struck nearly to death by his wife’s lover, a horrifying miracle occurred instead. That fatal collision shattered the seal on his soul. Raymond was not a mere mortal drifter—he was an Eternal God of War awakened from a long slumber. Now, the ruler has returned. With an ancient system inside his mind and millions of secret mercenary troops under his command, Raymond is ready to strangle Manhattan’s business network. Who will survive when the God of War begins overturning the chessboard of the financial world?

years after the world was nearly destroyed by the Last Plague, humanity clings to survival under the fragile illusion of order. The “Cure” has stopped the infection but not the guilt, madness, or memories left behind. Dr. Nella Rider, a court-appointed psychiatrist, is assigned to the most infamous trial in human history: the Plague Tribunal. Her task is to determine whether Dr. Adrian Pazzo, the brilliant scientist accused of unleashing the virus, is mentally competent to stand trial and whether his remorse is genuine. Inside the frozen halls of the world’s most secure prison, Nella meets Pazzo for the first time, a gaunt, hollow-eyed man who radiates both intellect and menace. His words are measured, his humor unsettling, and his sanity fragile. Yet as Nella digs deeper, she begins to suspect that the truth behind the Plague and the mysterious “Last Cure” that saved humanity is far more complicated than the world wants to hear

Morgan has always liked Lyndsey since childhood but was rejected due to his background. His marriage was arranged, Morgan married Lyndsey and became the son-in-law of the Brown family. However, Morgan and Lyndsey’s marriage after marriage was not happy, because Lyndsey liked her ex-boyfriend, so after getting married for a few months, she didn’t even let Morgan touch her body. Mother-in-law and younger brother-in-law also often trouble Morgan, constantly mocking him, even withholding Morgan’s monthly salary and only giving him a few hundred dollars as pocket money. Morgan had thought of resisting, but because his father, Patrick Johnson, had heart disease and owed the Brown family sixty thousand, he could only endure and live in grievance under the roof of the Brown family. Will he be able to survive the humiliation?

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.