blood mage

In the heart of a bustling city controlled by ruthless mafias, Hakimi, a devoted father, faces a series of tragedy that pushes him into the criminal underworld. Struggling to provide for his children after his wife's sudden death, Hakimi reluctantly joins his brother Tariq in illicit activities to make ends meet. As Hakimi moral compass wavers and tension rise within his family, a chain of events unfold, leading to betrayal, forbidden love, and violent confrontations

The night Haze Wilburn lost everything he had, a stranger who looked just like him came out of nowhere. He said something and then coughed blood on him. Haze rushed to the hospital for help. However, on the way, they were ambushed and Haze was brutally attacked as they mistook him for the stranger in the back seat, just before their car was pushed into a river. A week later, Haze woke up in a hospital only to discover that the stranger had died, but shockingly, the death certificate bore his name. Haze was forced into a deal of being a replacement in exchange for getting whatever he wanted. Now, Haze must navigate a perplexing twist of fate as Cassius Blackwood, the heir of a multibillion-dollar company.

The battle for the kingdom's leadership begins when King Edward decides to abdicate. Whoever is the toughest and survives to the end, is the one who deserves to be the successor of the kingdom. For the title of leader, all clans elbow each other to achieve victory. Who is lucky in the game and escapes great danger? Who is willing to sacrifice blood and life to join the game? And the question that bothered everyone, which clan would win the game? Will the ice clan retain its title as the leader of the Crimson country? None of the clans guessed who would be the winner.

Vincent Ashite, a just-turned 12-year old in a village-country named Homura. He got affected by a frame up from a powerful man. He's not alone with the same name, as all of his akin had been affected too by the form of massacre. A common victim of this phenomenon is called “devil” or “killer”. But alike him, with blood and thought in quench of vengeance toward the specific man, are termed as “vessels”. He then finds clues and answers to the man who framed them. On the way, he met friends who held the same grudge to the same man, or just a good friend? Together, they slowly piece up pieces of the pathway towards the man’s identity. Yet, as they piece up those pieces, the man takes action behind and beyond their sight, discombobulating more dismantled pieces that reveal revelations that they never thought are leads to greater dangers. Witness Vincent and his friends venture around this vast world… An adventure of friendship, trust, power, and despair that made them all… A DALNO.

In the city of Arindale, Korah dreams of becoming a mage, but he lacks the innate magical abilities required. In his quest for magical power, Korah sets out fearlessly, with perseverance and determination to discover new places and an identity he never knew existed.Will Korah's quest for magical power lead to his ultimate triumph or downfall? Find out in this thrilling tale of magic, adventure, and self-discovery.

Xenon had all sort of humiliation working as a cleaner and an apprentice in the Prestigious Royal Volt Restaurant in Venice, he was betrayed by his fiancée by getting married to his boss and bullied by his colleagues and teachers at work just to learn the skills of being a chef. However before his grandmother died, she told him his true identity as the son of the great spice grandmaster and spill his blood on the Sacred ring she had kept for ages. He felt different and really powerful, he was now an Unbeatable Chef and his enemies would bow at him.

The earth and the sky are stained with blood, and souls are taken relentlessly A great war broke out between elves and humans Who is the reason and who will have the end hand, and will this be the end of the war or the calm before the storm?

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.

Sixteen-year-old Bjorn dreams of becoming a powerful mage, but when he discovers that his magic is forbidden, his life is thrown into chaos. The church, fearing his potential, hunts him down relentlessly, forcing him to flee with a mysterious mentor, Master Yuki. As they journey through a world filled with magical dangers and divine conflicts, Bjorn learns that he has a crucial role to play in a much larger battle between harmony and anarchy. But can he trust his allies, or will their hidden motives lead him into deeper peril?

He opened his eyes to the unfamiliar surroundings, green grasses as long as two grown men stretched as far as the eyes could see before he could make sense of what was happing he felt a piercing pain in his chest a green razor like arm extended out of his chest blood gushing everywhere turning back he only managed to utter the words “is that a mantis” ********************* hello everyone, trust me this book gets better as it goes on so pls be patient