hbo graphic novel

A story compilation of the love journey of an Accountant and a Graphic Designer

Hook me. Jab me. Uppercut me. I don't care anymore, because I lost 'My Everything'. So can you do me a favor ? My body won't listen to my request anymore. Would you mind taking my life away ?

In the distant future, war and pollution had greatly terraformed the earth, mutating almost all creatures. Humanity has retreated to a safe haven known as Emberfall. Years later, through experiments, scientists came up with the Ashborn; genetically-modified individuals resulting from genes discovered in creatures in wastelands known as the ashthat take up missions concerning Emberfall's safety. One Ashborn discovers that he responds faster to enhancements compared to others. As his powers grow everyday, he begins to fall out with government, who see him as a threat.

They called him a monster before he even knew how to bleed."

He was born screaming, not from pain, but from memory. In the smoke-choked slums of a dying kingdom, a red-haired boy grows under strange stars, hunted by dreams he cannot outrun. His eyes see too much. His silence speaks of lives unlived. And though the world around him festers with rusted steel, broken thrones and something deeper stirs beneath his skin. A fire. A name. A promise made in blood. Before he can wield power, he must remember why it was taken from him. And who must burn to get it back.

His hands covered in blood Elijah must face an entire criminal sindicate himself. With people after his life he knew he was heading for his doom, but with no other option he must do what he can. In his dark time an ancient being appears offering him power. His price for power being to eliminating all his enemy in three days or sacrificing his soul. In crossroads in his life he must choose. -to live and survive or take a chance at truly thrive in life. As the saying goes "A man is What he overcomes ...." ....... Hello guys, This is my first novel so the writing may feel too bland, and the start of the novel may feel confusing but I assure you it will turn interesting. The cover is not mine. If are the creater and want me to take it down, please inform me. Have fun reading....I really hope you give this a try....

Captain Tobias Karsh is set unto finding out the truth behind his parent’s death. Aspirant Sol Moraii is working hard to be one of the strongest defenders, despite being a weak Wishbone. One fateful tavern encounter will unite two threads of fate and unravel the mysteries of the past. Will their intertwined thread of fate stand against the incoming storm?

In a fractured world where inheritance determines fate, only those who survive the Judgement may enter Elothyn—the continent of horrors, gods, and glory. Cinder, a quiet and enigmatic boy from beyond the Wall, awakens from his trial marked by the legacy of the Ashen Knight—a long-dead patron shrouded in smoke, fire, and forgotten wars. His medium remains a mystery, his abilities locked behind cryptic words and a flame-shaped mark burned into his chest. With only one week before he is cast into Elothyn’s Crucible—a lethal test that determines the future of every Inheritor—Cinder must uncover his path. But unlike others, he has no weapons, no guidance, and no known lineage. As ancient echoes stir and new bonds are tested, Cinder must come to terms with the truth: he will either burn the world or forge it to become stronger.

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"