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Derek Moss finds his wife cheating, leaves her, then runs into a wildfire as a firefighter. While saving two people from a burning building, he rescues an old man who turns out to be Jacob West, a billionaire and Derek’s real father. Derek was kidnapped as a toddler 23 years ago. Suddenly Derek has a rich family, but his coworkers try to ruin his firefighter career with fake reports. Derek fights back with proof and his new family’s help. The coworkers get suspended. Now Derek learns who kidnapped him, cuts ties with his ex-wife, and starts to meet his real dad Jacob. He’s caught between his old life and his new one. Can he ever survive this?

Book 2 of the Dragon Lord Series. (Can be read as standalones, but better yet read the first book so you can have a better understanding of the book’s storyline) Everything was taken away from me, my wife, my son, the few people I care about were all stripped away from my grip. I lost them all. I lost everything, my world was turned upside down. Yet my enemies lived, they doubled and craved nothing more than my downfall, my permanent demise. However, I promise to rise once again and regain my strength, assert my dominion and make them all pay. I will take and have back everything that I have lost. My name is Avon Barksdale. They’re going to come back for me, to usurp my dominance, and to cease the existence of my loved ones. I don’t plan on just giving them a hard time, I intend to give them their hardest time. Because, I’m going to protect what is mine, and mop the ground with those that seek to harm them.

A 16-year old boy who got transported to the other world where magic exists, a twist in his life is that he is one of the key keepers that will save the world from evils. An adventure and discovery of finding oneself.

Luke sat behind the wheel of his car, driving his fiancée, Fiona, to their university. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After all, Fiona was one of the richest girls on campus, and she was his fiancée. He wanted to make a good impression on her and her friends. As they pulled up to the university gates, Fiona's friends were already there, waiting for her. They were all dressed in designer clothes and expensive jewelry, laughing and chatting loudly. Fiona's smile faded when she saw Luke's old car, which was not as shiny and flashy as her friends' cars. "Luke, can't you drive a decent car?" she said, rolling her eyes. The other girls giggled and snickered, and Luke felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment. Fiona's friends were quick to follow her lead and started making fun of his clothes, his car, and his manners. They teased him about being poor and being unworthy of Fiona's love. Luke felt a pang of hurt in his chest. He had always known that Fiona came from a wealthy family, but he had never expected her to be so cruel. He had thought that their love was based on something deeper than material possessions.

He died a failure. Betrayed, broke, and bleeding out in a Brooklyn alley. Ethan Hayes had nothing—no money, no respect, no future. His fiancée cheated with his best friend. His boss fired him for refusing to break the law. His family called him worthless. At 34, a bullet ended his miserable existence. Then he woke up at 22. Senior year at NYU. Same betrayals looming. But this time, he's not alone. [REGRET REVERSAL SYSTEM ACTIVATED] "Host, you died like a side character. Want to rewrite the script and make them the punchline?" With a sarcastic AI system that rewards him for reversing past humiliations, Ethan gets a second chance—and he's taking everything. The startup his roommate stole? He'll build it first and crush him. The ex who cheated? She'll beg on her knees. The corrupt elites who stepped on him? They'll kneel before the king they created. From NYU dorms to Wall Street towers. From broke student to untouchable billionaire. Face-slaps. Revenge. Power. And the women who once rejected him? They're about to learn what they missed. New York won't know what hit it.

In the dark heart of Havencroft, where shadows rule and blood stains every deal, trust is hard to come by, and betrayal is always around. Enzo "Ghost" Dalca was never meant to be more than a faceless enforcer for the city's most ruthless crime families. Enzo was quiet, untouchable, and deadly. His only loyalty was to his mentor, the old kingpin who taught him everything he knows. But when that mentor is killed in a ruthless power grab, Enzo is set up for the crime and left to rot. Now, all the groups in Havencroft want to kill him. Enzo finds a web of corruption that is much bigger than he thought it would be, with only revenge and a desire for justice left. A secret group of powerful people, the real leaders of the city's criminal empire, has the keys to his mentor's death and the chaos that is about to destroy them all. Enzo starts to make his way to power with the help of a deadly ex-assassin looking for redemption, a brilliant hacker with her own secrets, and his loyal crew, who are ready for war. But with every betrayal, Enzo knows one thing for sure: in Havencroft, when you rise, the city burns. Every ally turns out to be a possible enemy. He wasn't born to follow orders. He was WARBOUND. As the Ghost of Havencroft, he is ready to take the throne at any cost.

The God known as "Corvash the Godslayer" has lain waste to nearly all of the Hundred gods of the Fourth Dimension. Now that Shayla has reached maturity, Corvash has set his sights on destroying her peaceful world of Aeryllia. Corvash is a savage god, and even went so far as conscripting Athena from the old gods of the Third Dimension for her brilliance in war tactics. However, a few years in the Fourth Dimension has been thousands of years in the Third Dimension. The old gods of the Third Dimension are dead. Of all of the mortals in the Third Dimension, Shayla believes Sean MacLean may be the mortal vessel of the savage god of war once known as Ares. No matter what, she knows that he's special, and his otherwise boring retirement is about to get...interesting... I own the copyright to this cover including all parts and layers.

He watched his mother die at five years old and said nothing. Not because he was weak. Because he was smart enough to know that a child with the truth and no power is just the next victim. For fourteen years Franklin Dawnric drank, chased women and let his father's town call him a waste while he hid his magic, gathered his evidence and helped his people in the dark under a mask no one could name. He was not lost. He was loading. But when the governor's tournament forces his hand and the truth of what he is lands in the middle of a crowded arena, the people who murdered his mother realize the boy they dismissed at five years old has spent fourteen years becoming the one thing they were never prepared for. Patient. Powerful. And finished waiting.

Imagine finding yourself within the four walls of the toughest prison in all of Washington City for a crime you know nothing about. Lucas Ross, once the shining star of the prestigious Washington City University and its overall best student, found himself framed and unjustly sentenced to a year behind bars. Adding to his misery, life had dealt him harsh blows before. Twenty-five years earlier, he lost his parents in a tragic plane crash. As if his wrongful imprisonment wasn't enough, Lucas was fired from his job, and the final betrayal came when his girlfriend left him for his best friend. The cumulative effect of these tragedies pushes him to the edge, and he attempts to end his dear life the day he was released from prison. Fortunately for him, he's saved by a mysterious old man who reveals a shocking truth: Lucas Ross is the only heir of a powerful and influential businessman who was brutally murdered by his competitor. Now resolute in his mission to avenge his parents' death and bring justice to those who betrayed and framed him, Lucas Ross's quest for revenge takes him down a dark, dangerous and treacherous path. Will Lucas Ross emerge victorious in his quest for justice, or will the darkness he has unleashed consume him completely?

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.