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Every firstborn must build a world. Only those who grow fast enough survive it. Jake enters Feldspar Academy’s legendary exit exam, where fifty firstborn students must each design a living, breathing world from nothing. Every mountain he shapes, every law he writes, every creature he imagines becomes real — and his family will be forced to live inside whatever he creates. But the exam isn’t just a test. It’s a progression system. Each successful creation unlocks new abilities, deeper layers of reality, and harder realms to control. Rival firstborns race to advance, sabotage is everywhere, and the Academy’s hidden rules punish anyone who falls behind. If Jake can’t grow fast enough, his world will collapse… and everyone he loves will be trapped inside the ruins.

It was an accident. It shouldn't have happened. But, the deed has been done, they must face their fears or die. Jeff and his friend Matt were playing in Max Peter's laboratory when they accidentally touched an ancient relic, the Slate of Vale, which was the key to the prison of the world deadliest creature. Vortex. Now, the prison of Vortex has vanished, together with the Slate of Vale, and nobody knows where except the two boys. Both boys were forced to swear never to reveal the location of the Slate of Vale to anyone, but that was before they knew that the slate of vale was the only thing keeping the world from crumbling. Will they reveal the sacred secret to the world and die? Or will Vortex escape the prison and hunt them? Either way, their fate has been sealed.

Talia Ashford passou quinze anos se escondendo atrás de um amuleto de glamour que a faz parecer simples, fraca e esquecível. Sua madrasta, Vivienne Cress, a reduziu a uma serva depois que sua mãe desapareceu em um incêndio misterioso. A alcateia acredita que Talia não tem valor. No dia em que o Alpha de Shadowfang chega, Celeste bate em Talia e a culpa pela má sorte. Mas quando Talia é chamada para a cerimônia de vínculo, a pedra de vínculo revela uma verdade chocante. Talia já está vinculada a Kaelen Frost, o frio e poderoso Alpha da Matilha Shadowfang. Agora, Talia deve sobreviver aos esquemas de sua madrasta, esconder seus verdadeiros poderes e descobrir a verdade sobre sua mãe — tudo isso enquanto convence o lobo mais perigoso do território de que ela não é a fracote que todos acreditam que ela seja.

I died on Earth while working overtime at some job that never really cared whether I lived or dropped dead at my desk. The last thing I remember is staring at my monitor, thinking how ridiculous it was that my whole life had been… this. No wife. No kids. No real rest. Just deadlines, emails, and pretending I still had energy I clearly didn’t. So when I finally blacked out, I didn’t even panic. I just thought—if there’s a next life, I’m done trying so hard. I want to be a salted fish. The kind that just lies there, eats when it wants, sleeps when it wants, and nobody expects anything from. Somehow, that wish actually got answered. I woke up in a forest. No hospital. No machines. Just trees, wind, and way too much silence. At first I thought I’d been dumped somewhere random, but then I noticed my hands. My body. I was young again—like seventeen or so. No back pain. No exhaustion. No corporate damage. Just… clean. And I was wearing clothes that definitely didn’t come from Earth. Fancy stuff too. The kind of outfit that screams “rich family” or “important background character.” That’s when it hit me. I think I got reincarnated. Honestly? Pretty good deal. I checked my body carefully, expecting the usual “trash talent” situation. You know, the kind where the MC has to grind from zero, get humiliated, suffer a bit, all that. But… something felt off. My body didn’t feel weak. It felt *too* good. Like everything was already tuned up to max, and I hadn’t even done anything yet. Weird. Anyway, I wasn’t going to question it too much. I already decided my new life plan. No hard work. No suffering. No “courting death” situations. Just chill. So I walked until I found a nice forest clearing and thought, yeah, this place looks good enough. I built a house there. Well… “built” is a strong word. I just kind of stacked wood and stone together. I wasn’t trying to win architecture awards. I just wanted a roof. The funny thing is, everything I used felt weirdly easy to work with. The wood didn’t splinter, the stone cut like tofu. I figured this world just had better materials or something. Lucky me. After that, I started farming. Because farming is easy. Plant seeds, wait, eat. Perfect life cycle. Except the seeds grew way too fast. Like, suspiciously fast. But I just assumed I was good at farming or the soil here was nice. I didn’t overthink it. Then I found this injured woman one day near my place. She looked like trouble, honestly. The kind of trouble you avoid in life if you’re smart. But she was unconscious, and I already built a house with spare room space I wasn’t using, so I brought her back. She woke up later with no memory, so I just… let her stay. She helped with chores. I farmed. We ate. Life got comfortable in a way I didn’t really expect, but wasn’t going to complain about. Somehow she never left. Then somehow she became my wife. Then somehow we had kids. At this point I stopped asking questions. Meanwhile, people outside my little forest keep acting weird. Strangers show up, look at my place, and immediately start shaking like they saw a ghost. Some run away. Some just faint. I don’t know what their problem is. The crops I sell somehow make people stronger. The water from my place apparently does something too. I thought I was just running a slightly successful farm. Apparently not. Now there are rumors outside. About my place. About me. But I’m still just here farming, eating, taking care of my family, and wondering why everyone outside keeps freaking out over literally everything I do.

Alloy has always known her life wouldn’t end on the shores of Zephro. With no memory of her origins and unanswered questions about her parents, the sea promises truth she can’t find at home. When her wish to leave is finally granted—not as a reward, but as a necessary choice—her path shifts the moment her best friend is taken from her. What was meant to be a search for family becomes a race to save the one person she refuses to lose. Beyond Zephro’s borders, the world proves vast, fractured, and demanding. Along her journey, Alloy gathers others to form a guild, each drawn by their own reasons and tested by challenges that leave their marks. Together, they face shifting dangers, clashing ideals, and trials that force growth rather than comfort. With Zephro standing as the unwavering place she calls home, Alloy sails forward—chasing answers, defying fate, and stepping into a future far larger than the questions that first pushed her to sea.

“In Noir Vale, survival matters more than justice.”

Aren Vale, an ordinary young man, never expected his life to change overnight. One moment he was asleep in his small apartment on Earth; the next, he awakens in a world that mirrors Earth’s cities, technology, and ecosystem—but is completely foreign. The continents are unfamiliar, the language unknown, and the society revolves around a single universal currency called Credits, where 1 Credit equals 1 dollar. Confused and vulnerable, Aren wanders the bustling city of Lunaris, struggling to survive. Just as desperation begins to set in, a calm, mechanical voice fills his mind: “Entrepreneur System initializing… Host selected. Starter Capital Granted. 10,000 Credits have been deposited into your System Account. Use wisely.” With 10,000 Credits in his digital account and the mysterious Entrepreneur System at his side, Aren gains guidance, missions, and tools to navigate the unfamiliar economy. From renting a small room and purchasing basic necessities to launching his first small venture, every decision matters. One wrong step could leave him penniless in a world that doesn’t forgive mistakes—but every smart choice could multiply his wealth exponentially. The System pushes Aren forward, teaching him to analyze markets, develop strategies, and build businesses from the ground up. Starting with simple services and local trade, Aren’s ambition grows as he expands into larger ventures, eventually dominating Lunaris’ economic landscape. But the world of Credits is not without its dangers: powerful corporations, ruthless competitors, and shadowy conglomerates seek to crush anyone who threatens their dominance. As Aren’s empire grows beyond Lunaris to other cities and nations, he faces increasingly complex challenges: multinational corporate wars, political interference, and global economic crises. Yet with each mission completed and every system skill unlocked, Aren becomes more than a businessman—he becomes a visionary shaping the world’s future economy. Through triumph, loss, strategy, and innovation, Aren Vale rises from an ordinary man in a strange world to the architect of a business empire that spans continents, proving that with the right tools, knowledge, and courage, even a newcomer can rewrite the rules of an entire world. In a land where Credits rule all, and ambition is the only true currency of power, Aren’s journey is not just about wealth—it’s about legacy, influence, and reshaping the destiny of an entire civilization.

What if solving a mystery didn’t just change the present… but rewrote the past? After a devastating personal loss, brilliant historian-turned-investigator Elias Vale dedicates his life to solving the unsolvable. But when a high-profile murder in 2025 leaves behind an impossible artefact, an ancient bronze mirror bearing symbols no human should recognize, Elias finds himself drawn into a conspiracy that transcends time itself. Touching the relic doesn’t just unlock memories… it hurls Elias centuries into the past, where he awakens in the body of a stranger living in a pivotal moment of history. In each era, he must solve a brutal mystery embedded in real events, from revolutions and empires to forgotten rituals and sacred betrayals. But with every step backward through time, Elias loses something: his name, his memories, and the truth of who he really is. Across ten areas and ten collapsing identities, Elias follows a trail of relics, each one more dangerous and personal than the last. As he unravels secrets hidden across centuries, from the burning temples of the Incas to the fall of Rome, he begins to suspect he is not a man investigating history... but a ghost shaped by it. Guided only by a cryptic, omniscient narrator, a Watcher who may not be what they seem, Elias uncovers a hidden cipher embedded in each case. Piece by piece, the code reveals a chilling truth that rewrites everything the reader believes.

Three days before the wedding, Seraphina Vale thought she was living a fairytale. Julian’s penthouse smelled like citrus and cedarwood, the kind of scent you could bottle and name Success. He stood by the kitchen island in sweatpants and no shirt, hair still damp from the gym, smiling at her like she was the prize he never had to chase. “You’re staring,” he teased. Sera smirked over her coffee. “I’m just trying to remember why I said yes.” Julian crossed the room in three long strides, wrapped an arm around her waist, and kissed her like a man who always got what he wanted. “Because I’m devastatingly handsome and your mother loves me.” “Mm, two things I may soon regret.” She laughed, but it caught somewhere in her chest. Everything about her life looked perfect from the outside—magazine-worthy engagement, New York socialite status, a fiancé with flawless teeth and a startup about to go public. Her wedding hashtag had trended for two days straight. But something in Julian had changed in the last few months. He was still charming, still doted on her in public, still gave her everything she asked for. Everything except... presence. His kisses landed like rehearsed lines. His touches didn’t linger. And worst of all—he was always texting. Constantly. Smiling at his phone when he thought she wasn’t looking. Swiping it away too fast when she was. Sera asked once, lightly, “Who’s got you so entertained?” Julian had smiled and said, “Work, babe. You know how it is.” And she did. She wanted to believe him. She needed to. Because the alternative was a truth too ugly to say out loud. --- That afternoon, she met Madeline for dress fittings. Madeline had been her best friend since prep school—the kind of friend who held your hair back while you puked and swore she’d take your secrets to the grave. She was tall, magnetic, unapologetically wild. If Sera was the grace, Madeline was the chaos. “You’re glowing,” Madeline said, adjusting the bust of her lavender bridesmaid dress in the mirror. “You’re going to ruin every woman’s self-esteem on Saturday.” Sera looked at herself. The silk gown shimmered like a dream. But all she could see was a girl pretending not to notice how fast her world was unraveling. Madeline leaned in, voice low and teasing. “You sure you’re ready for monogamy? One man for the rest of your life? No more flirty brunch waiters or sultry European getaways?” Sera raised an eyebrow. “Who said anything about giving up flirty brunch waiters?” They both laughed, but Sera caught the flicker in Madeline’s eyes. A flash of guilt? Or just her own imagination turning shadows into monsters? She told herself not to be paranoid. She had no reason to be. Madeline had been there through everything—every broken heart, every public failure, every bottle of rosé drunk at 2 a.m. in their twenties while crying over boys who didn’t deserve them. Julian was hers. Madeline was her best friend. What could possibly go wrong? --- Later that night, lying in bed with Julian’s arm thrown over her waist like a lazy anchor, Seraphina stared at the ceiling and whispered, “You still love me, right?” Julian didn’t move. “Of course.” “No hesitation?” He chuckled, half-asleep. “You’re just having wedding nerves, babe. It’s normal.” She wanted to ask about the texts. About the long nights at the office. About why he kept turning away from her in bed. Instead, she closed her eyes. And dreamed of waves crashing and silk burning.

Crimson Vale Academy—where reputation is currency, and failure is a stain you wear on your sleeve. Behind gothic walls and spotless uniforms, students aren't just educated—they're measured, ranked, and pitted against each other in a brutal meritocracy. Privileges are earned, not given. The strong rise. The weak vanish. Enter Kairon Vale, a transfer student marked Rank D—the bottom of the bottom. No badge. Just a stitched black fang, branding him as “Obsidian”—a warning to others. In a system where points dictate your value, Obsidian-ranked students claw for every opportunity to ascend into the prestigious Golden or Platinum ranks—where comfort, power, and influence await. But for most, it’s a losing battle. Yet Kairon isn’t here to fit in, impress, or play by their rules. Cold, calculating, and impossible to read, he watches the system… and waits. Because while the academy judges worth by numbers and names—he understands something deeper: Everyone wears a mask. And every mask can be cracked. If you're a fan of Classroom of the Elite, this is a must-read. This story dives deeper into the mind games, power struggles, and emotional manipulation fans love—where strategy isn’t just survival, it’s everything. Here, trust is a trap, feelings are weapons, and the smartest player isn’t always the loudest. Let the games begin. "Do well to check my other book." "Infernal Ascendancy".