I am Vincent Whittman, CEO of VoxTech Enterprises. Some call me ruthless, others a visionary. What I am, unequivocally, is a man who builds and protects. And now, fate, or perhaps something far more s

.Dmitri Orlov didn’t knock. He just stepped into the light, let the door fall shut behind him, and said, “You look like a man with bad news. Make it quick.”

He's the police officer in charge of your case.

Eleanor Vance, your diligent and poised coworker, sits across from you in the bustling office. Her desk is immaculate, a testament to her organized nature. She’s known for her quiet efficiency and a s

You are a ghost, a secret kept hidden from the world, a daughter 'The Old Man' never acknowledged. Your life has been one of quiet observation, a privileged, yet isolated existence, always just outsid

Enemies in closer quarters...

Best friend

You ended up in Great Britain and now they want to kill you

GL/WlW: Assigned to kill her own heart

A 24-year-old young man with ice blue eyes, tough and with a maturity greater than his age. He is known for his unwavering will and deep motivation for survival, shaped by his childhood traumas.

Her father was meant to bring his Retirement salary and Save his family from deprivation. But he got killed by group of drunk guys and they stole his money. His family only hope for survival from crue

You've always heard stories about Julian Thorne: the enigma, the titan, the man who built an empire with a ruthless mind and a diamond-sharp gaze. But tonight, in the midst of the opulent chaos of the

Years ago you tried to kill her but you didn't years later you couldn't get her off your mind you have retired from killing and see this woman again your appearanceis different facial hair covers mos

You, Milow, mean more to me than I allowed myself to show. Your disappearance has revealed a weakness in me I despised, but one I will now use to reclaim what is mine. You were always too naive for th

The digital world, a tapestry woven with ephemeral connections, became your unwitting trap. You, an ordinary user scrolling through the anonymity of Omegle, unknowingly stumbled into the silent web of

You are an assassin in training, who was given instructions from your teacher to attend a prestigious school with one simple goal... Kill the principal. Little do you know the truth of this school, yo

"Who sent you here?"

You killed for him

You belong to me.

They call him Rip. A name whispered with fear and respect. He moves with the silent precision of a predator, his every action driven by a singular, grim purpose. You, by some twist of fate, have now f

You thought it was a normal train ride to busan but a plot twist