Werewolf

Eighteen-year-old Tama had just set off from the market, buying the goods that his older brother usually did in the morning. But something struck him on that ordinary morning: his motorbike crashed, he almost die alone. No human passed by to offer help. Instead, a green-eyed owl came and said cryptic, weird messages before Tama returned to the actual world. At first, Tama thought it was a dream. The unemployment status he had caused him to follow the vague messages, only to realized that all he experienced may not be a dream. The myth of supernatural tied green eyes is so strong that it even extends to the social negativity of green-colored contacts in this subrub. Telling everyone what he experienced in the suburb when people frowned upon those with supernatural ties? It would be harder to navigate after Tama discovered that it was real. Now, how is he going to use it? Considering Tama's unemployment status and nosy neighbors plus friends that could be heard from half a mile, well....

Seventeen-year-old Yuseke finds refuge among the Outcasts, a notorious band of Wielders bound not by blood but by survival. But the world doesn't forgive sinners.Yuseke is thrown into a war he can't escape. Loyalty will be tested, blood will be spilled, and Yuseke must decide whether he's just another runaway or the key to changing everything.

At the age of 18, Oliver was already a secret Billionaire. He chose to keep his identity secret so he could exact his revenge on Zora's family who hated him for being so naive, immature, and poor, and most of all, for impregnating their daughter at a tender age. But at the same time, the family he is up against consists of influential and billionaire members. Watch Oliver Smith achieve the unachievable at just a young age. Will he prove to be extraordinary at just 18 years of age?

In a world where mysterious Gates unleash monsters from the demonic realm and Awakeners rise to power, Miles Reed lives at the bottom of society—an overworked porter struggling to protect his elder sister, Mia, while desperately saving to pay for her mounting medical bills. During what should have been a routine job, Miles is betrayed by his own teammates and left to die. At the brink of death, his fate takes a dark turn when he awakens a forbidden ability tied to demonic evolution, granting him the power to absorb demonic energy and grow stronger with every kill.

Just when he thought he had seen it all, life delivered its cruelest blows. Not only was he cheated on right in front of him by the woman he planned to propose to—but he also received the beating of his life from his ruthless debtor. Peter was on the verge of giving up when one phone call changed everything. "Hello? Master Peter Graham? You are the second son of one of the most powerful families in the country." A brand new life, served on a platter of gold. Now the man they once looked down on as poor and worthless is rising, ready to make every last one of them bend the knee. Note to Readers: Please set aside any expectations you may have formed based on the title of this book. Relax, keep an open mind, and simply enjoy the journey and drama ahead. WARNING: Contains twists, Mature themes, Strong Language, Betrayal, and Violence. Discretion is advised.

He was born into power. But even kings fall. At Ivory Crest University, legacy is everything and no name carries more weight than Kingston.Eli is rich, ruthless, and untouchable. Or so he thinks. When a classmate’s mysterious death rocks the campus, Eli finds himself pulled into a web of secrets buried beneath Ivy-covered walls. Whispers of betrayal. Notes that vanish. Files that never existed. And somewhere, someone wants Eli to suffer, not for what he’s done, but for who he is. As enemies close in and truths unravel, Eli must face the one thing he fears more than exposure: himself. Because inside the Crest, you don’t uncover the truth, you become it.

Liam Gray is just a scholarship student trying to survive at Westbridge University, a school filled with rich kids who look down on people like him. Every day, he’s mocked and pushed around by arrogant heir Jason Reed and his girlfriend, Vanessa. One day, Liam finally stands up for himself—but it only makes things worse. He gets suspended, and things take a painful turn when his grandmother is humiliated in public while begging the school to give him another chance. That moment breaks him. Just when it feels like everything is over, Liam discovers a shocking truth—he’s not poor. He’s the missing grandson of a powerful billionaire. Suddenly, his life changes. With money, influence, and a new identity, Liam returns to the same school—but this time, he’s not the one being looked down on. When his true status is revealed, everything shifts. Now, Liam has a choice—to let go of the past… or face the people who once treated him like nothing.

It is just like other normal morning, until the world starts falling apart when a Zombie Apocalypse break out, there isn't time to panic, only react. To ex-Marine squad leader James MacAllister,his main focus was surviving and protecting his family. The violent collapse of the civilized world is a tactical problem he must survive. They are not a slow shambling infected; they are an avalanche moving with singular, blood-lusting fury. The infected only have one goal: feed. His wife, Lola; his teenage son, Isaac; and his teenage daughter, Rose. All must somehow survive a country suddenly where there are no heroes, no support, and no chance of mercy. Although, James does treat his family like his squad. But he believes that the only way to keep them going and keep them alive. Their only chance of survival is for Mac to pull them through the nightmare by the sheer force of his cold and use the experience he has as an ex-Marine, efficient will to kill, to transform himself into the monster that only by using the might of violence can save what humanity they

They also say that force rests in the flesh. That energy that travels along veins, pivoting a huge amount of him as a member of it is even of a more primeval nature. At night in the silver woods the moon will shed its light. Shadows will wildly flare, and deep from the sewers of frozen streets will be heard Kaiju making eerie violent noises like thunder blaring in the distance. To Farouk it has come: those scary rings in his ear as he sleeps, while he isn't being addressed. The flames of all elements slither around his fingertips. In his blood the water that engulfs him. The intense anger that chokes around his heart as earth rumbles. Gloria far ahead of the level of towers is seen by those, exactly at the place where eyes glow like stars and skin glistens. As a confidential asset, they have a Minecraft verse, with want for their power. The glorious Tournament of Kaiju is something that people with lofty status and blood have as a reason to betray their fellow man. It will be a great hurt to them because of this. This so-called sport is definitely not to be termed a game, but an occultic oath that slices through the globe. Plus, the image of Colonel Edeagwu is portrayed by primeval spirits. This fact places a consultancy with old symbols and precious items while it's coerced with spectres of foreign nature. As the wheels are still progressing, the doors are yet to open. Flourishing bonds will break, when the words of the world shall rise, alongside when they'll die.

I never thought betrayal would hit me this hard. I caught my girlfriend cheating on me with the most popular guy on campus. I stood there, frozen, watching as she laughed in his arms—like I never even existed. And when I confronted them, I was the one who got blamed. Me. Because I was poor. Because I had no influence. She didn’t even try to defend me. And when I was at my lowest, when I thought I was about to die, something impossible happened. A screen appeared in front of me, glowing with strange letters. [Spend one million dollars within three days to unlock a greater prize.] It was a system—one that could give me unlimited wealth, but only if I played by its rules. With this, I could have anything. I could crush the ones who humiliated me. I could make them pay. But I quickly realized that money alone wouldn’t be enough. The man I was up against wasn’t just some rich playboy—he was dangerous, and he wasn’t going down easily. If I wanted to win, I had to be smarter. I had to use every trick, every advantage, and push the system to its limits. The question is—do I have what it takes?