A down-on-his-luck Necromancer and his dimwitted skeleton companion find a powerful, ancient artifact. But when it accidentally goes off and kills a powerful Paladin, they're forced to flee town. After meeting up with a young woman and her Ogre companion, the Necromancer finds a new purpose and a new life.

Clare and Clarissa are two sisters who survived Mental and physical abuse from their parents and finally started to live happily with their loving aunt when suddenly everything changes when Clarissa mysteriously dies , her boyfriend Daniel Doesn't believe its a normal suicide and together with Clare, her twin sister . Daniel starts to investigate the murder of Clarissa

a boy, abandoned away by the world is embraced by a society full of people considered outcasts. he was raised and train to fight for the survival of this society and wage war against the world who stood against it. Will he be successful in doing that?

Forgive me; the broken minded are not the best of storytellers. Broken men tell odd tales. My tale is of a world that scared itself into hunkering underground, spent centuries there under machine-cultivated artificial selection, and then resurfaced bunker by bunker... but each bunker quickly discovered war-causing differences between themselves and the others.

Before Peter needed Neverland, he was a talented dream mage. But something in his past shattered his psyche, splitting his consciousness into the youthful Peter and his feared shadow protector, Pan. While Peter recovers, his shadow moves behind the scenes in protecting him and his Neverland dreamscape from the prying eyes of other dream mages. When Pan discovers a hidden dreamscape full of trapped 'dream mages', he starts rescuing them and taking them to Neverland to heal with Peter. All together, they work to infiltrate and bring down the prison dreamscape before it's administrative dream mages discover and silence them. Above all, this is the story of the tall, dark and handsome shadow who goes by Pan.

Being the son of Richard Grayson doesn't change shit... I'm taking down Bruce Wayne. I started out a nice enough kid. I loved superheros. I was obsessed with superpowers...Then I helped out a few of my misunderstood friends, helping them to pursue their good intentions. But their intentions were defamed and our goals were blocked everywhere we turned... And I found out who was responsible: Bruce Wayne. My friends had the skills to handle caped crusaders, but they didn't have the skills to fight this man... but I could. I knew how. You see, in our world, money is a superpower. It changes people's moods, bend their wills, and materializes wishes; all comic-book worthy powers. Sure, money has its limitations, and there are a few who are immune to it... but doesn't every superpower have those weaknesses? I have this power. I have a lot of it. And I now have one goal of what to do with it: I'm taking down Bruce Wayne.