marcus pierce

Li Yi once lived the dream of every pro gamer. He was at the top of his game with the best equipment, the highest stats, and everything a gamer could ever hope for. However, he soon realized that none of his ill-gotten gains for his to keep when he was branded Public Enemy Number One and killed in the biggest battle of the ages. Now, he has the chance to turn back the clock and return to a time before his first mistake put him on the path of no return. This time, Li Yi will make different choices. With that, comes many interesting encounters — like saving a woman in distress then making love to her seven times in a row while her child slept in the next room. However, will he get back to what truly matters? One thing is for sure, with the memories retained from his past, he will become King of this game.

"Things have happened to change me Ava." Between fighting her pride, against her feeling for this man,and the desire to revenge Alfred—her son's near death experience, Ava Moore, chose revenge. It was the only thing she wanted to do to this spawn of the, devil—Marcus Thompson. First,she would show him, she too can work hard to fame. From being a cleaner ,to a multibillionaire CEO like him, and foot the medical bills of her son—alone. Then, she would starve him of what he wants to know—That he was everything she shouldn't want. She would date Frodd ,his business rival , and watch him bleed with envy. Two things Marcus Thompson hated—A shallow mind and a haughty heart. Two things he loved—Ava and BlueBird. For BlueBird, it was his life. His sweat. His luck. His wealth. His multibillion dollars tech company, he built from scratch, topping Forbes list for ten years. For Ava, he was hopelessly addicted to her and her son. He must however, convince her that the accident he had in Baltimore, before they met, changed something in him and that the Merrick she loves in NewYork is the Marcus she hated in Baltimore. Worse still, he needs to investigate who tried to kill him and drown BlueBird, Frodd, his arch-enemy, or Lucas, his cousin.

Butterflies drink tears to harvest sorrow, but who comforts the one who wrote the sorrow? Gazelle was a writer who built worlds to escape her own traumatic past, but when she wakes up inside the very fiction she did not create, she realizes her mind has become her cage. In this realm, the butterflies are cursed witnesses, the forests are untamed, and the characters she penned have gained a terrifying consciousness. Raven, who was supposed to be a mere figment of ink and paper, is now alive—and he knows his creator. He is broken, angry, and undeniably real. But he is not the only one who has awakened. The ruthless Morgan family, the tyrants, are hunting the "Gazelle." They know that capturing the author means controlling their fate, and they will spill blood to rewrite their endings. Forced to rely on the survival skills of a childhood she hated, Gazelle must navigate a world where reality is fracturing. Trapped between a creation that resents her and a love that shouldn't exist, she must answer one question: Can she survive the story she did not even start, or will the characters write her end? * "This is not a love story. This is life."

Aidan Pierce was the heir to the Pierce dynasty and grew up under the weight of authority and prestige. One of the most strong business empires in the city. But his life deteriorated when his cunning and cruel uncle, Victor Pierce, hatched a coup, painting Aidan as a charlatan and sloppy. Deprived of his legacy, banished overnight, Aidan was sent into the shadows, bearing the weight of treachery and the death of everyone he loved. Aidan is left with a difficult choice when a dark shadow from his past appears with evidence aimed to permanently destroy Victor once and for once. Believing this new buddy could mean giving up all he has rebuilt, but waiting could cost him his chance at success. Discovering a dreadful truth—that Victor pretended Aidan's mother died in order to seize control—and that she has been alive, imprisoned all these years strains Aidan's will even more. This revelation shakes Aidan to his core and also fuels his will with a fresh, very personal intensity. The narrative culminates when Aidan schemes a dramatic public exposure of Victor's network of crime, revealing the involvement of his uncle in armaments trafficking and money laundering. The plan is audacious and full of risks; it culminates in a dramatic press conference that might literally save the city. As success seems almost within reach, Victor acts desperately last-minute. His attempt to leave sets the stage for a high-stakes confrontation determining the Pierce legacy inheritability. Topics of treachery, atonement, and the cost of power entwine over Reclaimed Crown to emphasize the difficult balance Aidan must find between justice and retribution. Every chapter is suspenseful, taking readers farther into a world in which loyalty is a frail idea and trust can be the most deadly weapon of all. Standing on the balcony of the Pierce Corp tower, Aidan understands this is only the beginning as he sees the city that now whispers his name in both amazement and caution. The struggle to keep the crown—against both apparent and invisible enemies—has just begun, even if it may be snatched again.

The Capital Dynasty In 2003, the Washington Wizards take the biggest gamble in NBA history by drafting Marcus Webb, a 17-year-old 6’10 prodigy from Washington, D.C. who plays like basketball is his full time job (it is ;) ) Too big for guards, too skilled for big men, and too competitive to fear legends, Marcus enters a league ruled by Kobe, Shaq, Duncan, Garnett, and a fellow teenage phenom named LeBron James. Critics call him overrated. Veterans call him too young. The media waits for him to fail. Marcus answers the only way he knows how. He wins. Wearing #1 for the city that raised him, Marcus sets out to turn the Wizards from a forgotten franchise into the greatest dynasty basketball has ever seen — one game, one rivalry, one championship, and one impossible record at a time.

the story of a man named Marcus that visits the past

Marcus, a young boy from a humble neighborhood, dreams of one day becoming a football legend like Wayne Rooney. With his extraordinary talent and sheer determination, Marcus navigates the trials and triumphs of growing up while relentlessly pursuing his goal.

I worked diligently in the entertainment industry but never got famous. Instead, I went viral for writing fanfiction about the top-tier movie star. Because netizens discovered that no matter which story of mine it was, he was always the one being tormented. They asked if I had ever been hurt by him. Hurt by him is an understatement! Because of this childhood friend, I was always the runner-up. I won a municipal award, he won a provincial award; I took the State English Exam, he took the IELTS. Now, even in the entertainment industry, he's doing better than me! But I never expected that when I opened Weibo the next day, the netizens went wild, and so did I. Rhys Pierce tagged me directly: Yeah, I'm indeed 7 inches.

For Pierce, life has always been a burden. Tired of it all, she decides that she’s going to take her own life. She has no idea what awaits her on the other side, and she’s not even completely sure that she’s ready to face it. After an intentional opioid overdose, she wakes up in a strange, otherworldly place between life and death. She finds out from her supposed “guardian angel” that she still has the chance to live. Will she take it? What happens if she doesn’t? The choice she makes will open a whole new bizarre, unknown world for her. —That is, if that choice is really even hers…

On the night of our seventh wedding anniversary, my husband, Julian Pierce, called to me from the terrace of the charity gala. "Darling, could you fetch a shawl for our guest?" Before I could even rise, my best friend, Sabrina, was already gliding over with a smile. She picked up the shawl but didn't hand it to the guest. Instead, she stepped close, intimately straightening Julian's slightly crooked tie. Leaning into his ear, she whispered a joke that made him chuckle softly. Only when she saw me watching them did she offer a hasty explanation. "Oh, you know me, always messing around. It's nothing, really. Don't read into it." I held my tongue, gliding through the rest of the evening with a placid smile plastered on my face. Once we were in the car, I let Julian bask in the glow of the evening's success for a few moments before I spoke. "Let's get a divorce." The smile on Julian's face froze. He stared at me in disbelief. "Are you insane? Just because she helped me straighten my tie?" …