The Martin Edwards

Edward Li Qiang dominated the Immortal Yiqi realm through blood and intrigue fighting for supremacy for half an epoch Edward slew a great many Kings and geniuses which led to his reign as the Monarch of Demons. Taking all the realms had to offer he spent many millennia atop Supreme peak honing himself, until he came face to face with myth- a God

In a world that has cast us out, we stand amidst the darkness. We have no land, no name, only this path. We are the shadows behind this wall. We are the forgotten guardians of the world. We are the Outcasts, and we will endure, or die on our path.

Beneath the vast and infinite starry skies of the universe, countless tribes engage in endless strife, and the flames of war remain unquenched. Rising from insignificance, he possessed no exceptional talents, except for the ability to draw upon the fruits of cultivation from the future. Yet, in a single night, he understood the Dao, and took a step that shattered the shackles of life. With but a thought, he grasped the universal powers, casually breaking down the barriers between spirit and reality. To him, even the most profound and enigmatic of secret tomes were as simple and dull as children's books. Still, he had to go back and fill in the gaps of his cultivation... Some appeared to be glorious, unparalleled geniuses. In reality, they practiced like mad in the shadows to repay their debts...

Wie groß muss der Reichtum einer Familie sein, die seit fünftausend Jahren vererbt wird? Manchmal weiß man erst dann, wie reich die eigene Familie wirklich ist, wenn man seine Eltern ein wenig unter Druck setzt! Erst nachdem er das fünftausendjährige Vermögen seiner Familie geerbt hatte, erkannte Zhang Menglong, dass die Freude der Reichen so einfach ist. Der Bankpräsident: "Herr Zhang, bitte, ich bitte Sie, Ihr Geld bei unserer Bank anzulegen, und Sie können den Zinssatz bestimmen!" Huaxias oberster Reicher der zweiten Generation: "Gehört Ihrer Familie die ganze Welt oder was?" Der reichste Mensch der Welt: "Ich fühle mich wie ein armer Mann!" Europäisches Königshaus: "Herr Zhang, fehlt Ihnen eine Freundin? Wenn ja, würde es Ihnen etwas ausmachen, eine zu finden? Wenn nicht, hätten Sie dann noch eine? Was halten Sie von der Prinzessin unseres Landes?" Später fand Zhang Menglong heraus, dass das College, das seine Eltern ihm hinterlassen hatten, das Beeindruckendste war. Dekan zu sein, war sogar noch schöner, als der reichste Mensch der Welt zu sein!

Liang Weining rose to become a 'favorite' of Mr. Chen, the capital magnate of the Hong Kong Region, in just six months. The outside world said she climbed up by her beauty. No matter how good a vase might look, it can't escape being discarded once the owner grows tired of it. As such, everyone watched and waited. After three long years, they finally received news of Liang Weining's dismissal. While the entire upper circle thought Liang Weining had become history, nobody knew that on the eve of New Year's Eve, an entertainment reporter captured a romantic moment. In a black business car parked underneath the Zhonggang headquarters building, the backseat window was half-lowered, and Mr. Chen, who was always dignified and composed, unexpectedly lost control. In the mottled shadows, he grabbed the chin of a young girl and kissed her fiercely. The photos were exposed that same night, and a heavy snow fell over the Eastern Suburbs of Beijing. Inside the Mid-hill Villa, the fireplace blazed warmly. The man took the girl's soft, boneless hand from behind and guided her to write on the Xuan paper: Chen Jingyuan. "When will we go public?" he asked in a low voice. As soon as he'd finished speaking, the mobile phone screen lit up. The exclusive breaking news headline from the Hong Kong media flashed before their eyes again, and Liang Weining fretted over the news title, "Let's wait a bit longer." Chen Jingyuan's voice was slightly deep, "What are you worried about?" "My dad's blood pressure has been unstable lately." Years later, Mr. Chen gave an interview to the media, addressing personal issues. Reporter: "For you, what was the biggest obstacle in pursuing Mrs. Chen back then?" Mr. Chen paused for a few seconds, then smiled lightly, "My father-in-law's blood pressure." - High-ranking man X female secretary | 90% sweet | 8 years older.

Fang Xi has transmigrated, and it's the second time! In the Cultivation World, I was submissive. In the other world, I struck with a heavy fist! Who would have thought that after thousands of years, I've become a big shot in the Cultivation World! (Pursuing Longevity + infinite flow - these are quality works presented by Wen Chao Publishing. Rest assured, these books are top-notch reads, so feel free to add them to your collection)

Kirk Anthony Willo meets up with a long time Crush Tanica Martin, but after a night of Steamy romance they are thrust into a realm of trials of past pain and family Troubles

The skies had not always been so dark. The winds had not always howled with such ferocity, nor had the land known the curse of endless war. Yet on the day Varek was born, the heavens tore open as though they sought to swallow the world in flames. A tempest unlike any seen in centuries ravaged the land—a fury of lightning, rain, and earth-shattering winds, heralding the arrival of something... something that the old gods themselves feared. In the time before his birth, the seers had whispered of it, their eyes clouded with dread. The Chosen One—the Stormborn—would come, they said, carrying a blade forged in fire, one that would either bring salvation or doom. It was written in the stars, and no power in the world could change that. The prophecy spoke of the one who would stand against the tide of darkness and the coming of the Raven King, but the price of this power would be great. And so it was that when Varek was born, the winds howled, and the earth trembled, for the mark of ruin had been sealed upon him. The world wept that night, for no child should ever bear such a burden. Yet Varek did not weep. He knew not the weight of the world at that moment. But in the days that followed, the cost of his existence would become clear. The wolves of the north took him in after his mother’s death—a woman who had given her life to bring him into the world. His father—once a powerful warlord—was slain by those who had sworn to protect him. And so Varek was left to the wilderness, where the wolves raised him. They did not care for prophecy, fate, or the gods. They cared only for survival. Varek grew up wild, untamed, bound to the land, the forests, and the creatures who roamed them. His white hair—a mark of his birthright—stood out against the shadows of the wilderness, the color of frost and storm. He learned to hunt, to fight, and to survive in the harshest of conditions. But all the while, something inside him grew, something ancient and restless. The blade of his destiny, forged in the stars, had already begun to take shape. And it would not be denied.

Heather sat back in the chair, her memory flashing back on what happened in the car... "Just have sex with me, I'll give you anything". Heather Martin's, a twenty-three years old CEO of the Martins entertainment industry, gets involved in a blackmail with James stelee, a supposed Uber driver who she drunkenly had car-sex with. she has no other option but, to bring him to her home. The media is searching for him, his ex-company wants him and they'll stop at nothing till they get him. but what if......it was all a blind chase. I mean, what if James was never a driver to begin with? He hated her father, and wanted revenge after all... Read on....in this romance-filled novel, with love, revenge, betrayal and sex.... lots of it.

Crystal Foster died a tragic death, murdered by the very man she once loved. Her death was staged as an accident, but fate isn’t done with her. She wakes up in another woman’s body. Sylvia Byrne, the notorious madwoman whose obsession with her cold and distant husband, Martin Byrne, made her the disgrace of high society. A woman who was feared, ridiculed, and worst of all, despised by her own family. But Crystal is not Sylvia. She refuses to beg for Martin’s love. She won’t crumble under the wary glances of the household. And she will never let anyone, not even the powerful and ruthless Martin, control her again. As she navigates this new life, she finds the one thing worth protecting. Otto, Sylvia’s young son, clings to her with love and innocence, shocking everyone who once feared her. But just as she starts rebuilding her life, her past resurfaces. Her ex-husband still walks free, unpunished. When Otto is poisoned and she is framed, she realizes that her enemies aren’t just lurking in the past. They are right in front of her, waiting for her downfall. Crystal is done being a victim. With intelligence sharper than steel and a heart that refuses to break, she will take back everything. Her life, her revenge, and perhaps even love. But when Martin begins to notice the changes in her, when he starts falling for the woman she has become, will she be able to trust again? Or will her thirst for revenge cost her everything?

werewolves, machines in human form, an interdimensional cataclysm and at the center a time traveling peace keeper

There are many ways to own a person. Physically, morally, entirely. And as she watched the man standing before her, Sophie knew without a doubt that she belonged to him. Little by little, he had seeped into her mind, into her life. Turning her fears into her worst nightmares, her desires into his own. Before she even realized it, the air Ah Sahm breathed had become her oxygen. She had learned to love him before she ever truly knew him, and now, she had to learn to live with him—his demons, his enemies. In a world where all three were one and the same.

Junior was born with a congenital neurological disorder, causing him to lose his sight before his first birthday. This fact changed the course of his life and tore his family apart. Somehow, his condition has also rewired the parts of his brain related to hearing. The unique way he experiences sound is sometimes more a curse than a blessing, but it does inspire him with a passion for music. Just as Junior’s life starts to feel like it’s maybe not so bad . . . well, the apocalypse happens. But in the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.

A tale of time, an eternal sonnet of love! The haunting past, the vengeance in present and the battle for a peaceful future, and somewhere, somehow, the eternal blossom of love, the fragrance of hope, and the divine reunion! Describes the eternity of love, through an eternal waiting just for a moment to be captured, captured in heart! The battle between the good and the evil!! And, which would win?! ************* Volume 1:- Amara and the mystery! Amara, a normal young woman in her twenties who lost her parents in an accident. Leading a life of a news reporter in assistance of her friends. However, her simple life takes an upside down turn when appears an immortal, the one who suddenly becomes the saviour of her long dead parents, returning back everything she once lost! The sudden turn of her life, that made her believe in supernatural existence, feel thankful for the immortal. However, everything seems to fall apart when the immortal claims to be her husband from her past life, and the unexpected revelations about her own existence and her parents' death doesn't help much either! How is she supposed to respond as?! Her journey, a tale to be heard! And, would you join?!

My first actual novel so enjoy! :]

In the heart of a vast and fertile land, nestled amidst rolling hills and lush meadows, stood the grand mansion of the De Lolce family. This stately home belonged to Duke Castel and Duchess Aerwyna, a couple whose reputation preceded them throughout the entire nation of Philippeldephia. Duke Castel was celebrated far and wide as the most brilliant scientist in the country, his mind teeming with discoveries that pushed the boundaries of what was possible. In contrast, Duchess Aerwyna was renowned for her culinary prowess, her dishes and baked goods the very definition of perfection, sought after by the elite of the land. Three years into their blissful marriage, their joy knew no bounds when Aerwyna gave birth to triplets. Yet, their happiness was cruelly snatched away when the babies, too weak to survive, passed away shortly after entering the world. The grief was unbearable, and neither Castel nor Aerwyna could reconcile with the tragedy that had befallen them. The halls of their mansion, once filled with dreams of a bright future, were now heavy with sorrow. But Duke Castel, a man driven by the relentless pursuit of knowledge, refused to accept fate’s verdict. One fateful night, he conceived a daring experiment—one that could defy the natural order and bring their children back from the brink of death. In the dim glow of his laboratory, surrounded by beakers and vials of mysterious substances, he worked tirelessly, driven by a desperate hope. Finally, the moment arrived. Castel was on the verge of success, his hands trembling with a mix of fear and anticipation. But in a single, fateful moment, as he reached for the final component, his hand accidentally knocked over a set of strange chemicals. The colorful liquids spilled across the lab table, seeping into the lifeless bodies of the three infants. In an instant, something extraordinary began to happen. The triplets, instead of merely returning to life, started to change. Their small forms absorbed the spilled concoction, and they became something... different. The experiment had gone awry, and the results were beyond anything Castel could have predicted. From that night onward, the De Lolce mansion became the stage for a series of unexpected events, as the once-ordinary lives of Castel and Aerwyna took a turn toward the extraordinary—all because of a single, accidental spill that altered the course of their family’s destiny. Note: This is more like a long script rather than a novel type.

Synopsis: The House at the End of the Lane Amir never believed in ghosts. The old, abandoned house at the end of the lane had always been the subject of terrifying village rumors, but he dismissed them as mere superstitions. However, when he returns to Kampung Sempadan after years away, something about the house feels different—darker, more sinister. Strange whispers echo through the night, shadows move behind the cracked windows, and every step he takes seems to be watched by unseen eyes. As Amir digs deeper into the house’s past, he discovers a horrifying truth buried beneath decades of silence. Some doors should never be opened. Some houses should remain abandoned. But something inside that house has been waiting for him… and now, it won’t let him leave.

A samurai, ill from a war long since passed, embarks on a harrowing journey across the continent to return his master's blade to the Isle of Mist. His sole companion is his master's estranged lover—an enigmatic monster-hunter-turned-hitman who hopes that, by joining the quest, he can redeem himself. The two find themselves entwined in an unlikely friendship brought together by shared grief, guilt, and hope. SFW, but does contain mature themes, sexual references, drug use/addiction, and violence.

"You might be the best killer in the underworld but that is all you are , a killer " Ivana spat out. Alara stayed silent. "A killer can't be a wife much less a mother. So why don't you make things easier for me and disappear. Rae will never marry you and your baby can't be raised by a killer ". she added. She felt a gush of wind blinking but then gasped . Alara had her table knife down on her neck , the coldness of both the steel on her neck and look in her eyes sent shivers down her spine. "Love put the knife down " Rae said to Alara. Ivana gulped still staring into the cold blood thirsty eyes down on her. she didn't seem to want to move . Rae stood up and gently took her hand from Ivana's neck , "Come on , let's get you some cake " he said to Alara. Suddenly her eyes turned soft as she dropped the knife and followed her fiancé off to the kitchen. ......... Sent to kill him but is now carrying his child . A deadly assassin must choose between the father of her child who refuses to let her go ,the organisation that is now threatening her family and the responsibilities of becoming a mother and wife.

A kingdom on the edge of war. Three men locked in a battle of wits, will, and survival. Each with a target. Each with a purpose. None with the luxury of trust. A Soldier, forged in battle and betrayal, seeks only one thing-vengeance. His blade is drawn for the King who cast him aside, and though he is but a pawn in another's game, he cares not. If the Poet whispers the right words to guide his strike, so be it. He was always meant to kill. A Poet, whose words shape fates as surely as steel, watches from the shadows. He does not crave the throne, nor does he desire the King's downfall. He needs the King's power, the web of influence that shields his work. But the Soldier? The Soldier is a problem. A problem that must be erased. A King, who has ruled long enough to know that war is rarely won with swords alone. He respects the Soldier's strength, wishes to guide him toward peace-but peace is a fool's dream when the Poet lingers near. The King cannot allow the schemer to slip free, cannot allow the Soldier to fall deeper into his grasp. He watches, he waits, yet even a King's reach has limits. Each man has a target, but in a world where power shifts like sand and the lines between ally and enemy blur, the battle soon becomes more than they ever intended. In the end, only one will stand. Or perhaps, none at all.

This is the story of Martin King, a man publicly despised yet secretly admired by many. Accused of corrupting young minds, he was sentenced to death by the court. But just as he was about to be hanged, something happened—something that changed his world forever. Was Martin King truly executed? What led to his punishment? Where did he come from? To uncover the truth, dive into the tale of Martin King, the man who mastered the dark side of humanity and rose to become the untouchable Supremo.

In the wake of a devastating personal tragedy, young Sarah finds herself adrift in a sea of doubt and despair, questioning everything she once believed about faith and love. As she navigates the shadows of her grief, she encounters a series of remarkable individuals—each embodying the very essence of compassion and hope. From a wise elderly neighbor who shares stories of resilience to a spirited child who sees beauty in the mundane, these unexpected encounters begin to illuminate the path toward healing. Through their kindness and unwavering faith, Sarah slowly learns that even in the darkest moments, love can shine through, guiding her back to the light. As she embarks on a journey of self-discovery, Sarah must confront her pain and the barriers she has built around her heart. Will she find the strength to embrace the love that surrounds her and rediscover her faith, or will the darkness continue to overshadow her life? Join Sarah on a poignant journey of loss, healing, and the transformative power of love in "The Light in the Darkness," where hope flickers in the most unexpected places.

A sickle lodged deep in his neck, cold steel biting through flesh. Voices murmured around him, debating his fate as blood poured in thick rivulets, staining the ground beneath him. His vision wavered, the world blurring at the edges. Fragments of memory surfaced, slipping through his grasp as darkness crept in. With faltering breath, he muttered a prayer. "Pitiful child," a voice crooned, its melody both soothing and unsettling. Then—screeching tires. A violent crash. From nowhere, a truck barreled through the alley, crushing him and his murderers beneath its weight. The world went silent. Kevin awoke. The question of where he was lingered in his mind, yet he could feel it. An eerie, suffocating void stretched around him, vast and oppressive. There was no warmth, no sound, only the weight of nothingness pressing down, as if his very soul could wither away. "Pitiful child," the voice whispered again, its presence weaving through the void. "Love evades you. Singled out, discarded, assumed to be nothing. No one would mourn your disappearance." A flicker of sadness crossed Kevin’s face. "But there is no redemption for you here either. You will serve as a tool for my adversary, fulfilling what I cannot. Your existence has granted me this moment, and in return, you will perish as you were always meant to. Your memories of this life and our encounter will fade" A hand emerged from the abyss, pale and grotesque, reaching for him. Kevin’s very being twisted. A sensation beyond pain, beyond fear—something worse. An unbearable pressure built inside him, warping his essence, as though he were unravelling, torn apart from within. Then came the rage. A lifetime of being used, manipulated, and discarded. Again and again, others had shaped his fate, moulding him to their will. Even now, even here, the cycle continued. No more. Through the agony, he roared. "I will not be what you want or what anyone wants. Even without my memories, I will hunt, I will devour, and I will carve my own path. It doesn’t matter if you are a god or the devil” The entity smiled. "I am no god. I am no devil. " Its voice echoed, a whisper and a thunderclap all at once. "I am A@#!@ro♧h!!"

the story indicates how love at first sight turned out for Dora and Martin who walked through every storm and temptation and remain steadfast

Alec had feelings for Kylie-his best friend's sister-for as long as he could remember. No matter how hard he tried to bury them, ignore them, or push them aside, they refused to fade. At first, he told himself it was just a fleeting crush. Something that would pass with time. But time only made it worse. The more he saw her, the more he wanted her. And now, after years of keeping his emotions locked away, he had come to a realization-his feelings weren't going anywhere. So, he decided to act on them and he didn't plan on hiding. Because wanting her was no longer a choice. It was a need. But love is never simple. What starts as a quiet longing soon spirals into something deeper-something tangled between love and desire, between friendship and betrayal. Lines will be crossed. Loyalties will be tested. And when the truth comes out, nothing will ever be the same again.

“Magic can be activated like a computer program in this world!” Martin, a top hacker, marveled at this astonishing revelation after being reborn in a new realm. In this world, mastering the programming language enables one to create all sorts of applications, and similarly, mastering the language of magic allows for the casting of powerful spells. With his extensive experience and keen intuition as a leading hacker, Martin stands on the brink of becoming truly formidable. Specialist Realm? Divine Realm? Profound Realm? These titles mean little to him now. With access to a diverse array of magical elements—Water, Fire, Lightning, Wind, Earth, Spatial, Dark, and Light—he is poised to become an unprecedented mage in history!