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Madam Ottiline's words trickled down his ears as he felt super pumped about the news he had just heard. His heavy gaze lingered on her as he got hitched through myriads of thoughts within himself. If everything was true, it meant that his current grave peril would be reversible. He chuckled sably and inwardly to himself at the hardy Boyz. He couldn't help but be gleeful about their reactions when they found out who he was. He felt a tug of relief etched in his heart. "I need to check on my foster mom, grandma," He implored facing Ottiline who nodded her head and not in repugnance. Her lips curved into a broad smile as she spoke with her lips twitching upwards in an amicable manner. "Of course dear. You can confirm it for yourself, then she would be able to confirm how she and your foster Dad found you to keep you safe and bring you up to this point," Ottiline voice boomed in an aced manner. Axel's life had a massive breakthrough when his true identity as the son of the richest Entrepreneur in the world was unravelled. From being japed and bullied in High school, he ends up at the top and investigates a dark secret about his true wealthy parent's death.

You know exactly what I mean," she blurts, her voice filled with frustration. "I know you wanted a life of wealth, far from the wretched one you live and I wanted to offer you that if you had just taken my offer and back out" She spat. He feels a surge of anger rising within him, fueled by her accusations. "Shut up!" He snapped, his voice laced with bitterness. Yet he hurriedly forced a thin lipped smile. "You know Exactly what I'm saying is right.," she retorts, her orbs blazing with a mix of anger and disgust. "I will never be able to love you, Ares! You are undeserving of me! I deserve way much better than your crap!" she seethes with venom, her words laced with anger and disdain. He can't help but chuckle, unable to contain his amusement. "And you think I'd settle for a brat like you? You will never be enough for me," he retorted, his voice dripping with sarcasm. ••• Ares, wrongly imprisoned for 3 years, seeks justice after being framed by a rich kid. A mysterious old man in jail teaches him martial arts and medicine. On release, Ares finds his mother blind and his father dead due to the rich kid's revenge. Ares vows to seek retribution.

They also say that force rests in the flesh. That energy that travels along veins, pivoting a huge amount of him as a member of it is even of a more primeval nature.  At night in the silver woods the moon will shed its light. Shadows will wildly flare, and deep from the sewers of frozen streets will be heard Kaiju making eerie violent noises like thunder blaring in the distance.  To Farouk it has come: those scary rings in his ear as he sleeps, while he isn't being addressed. The flames of all elements slither around his fingertips.  In his blood the water that engulfs him. The intense anger that chokes around his heart as earth rumbles. Gloria far ahead of the level of towers is seen by those, exactly at the place where eyes glow like stars and skin glistens.  As a confidential asset, they have a Minecraft verse, with want for their power.  The glorious Tournament of Kaiju is something that people with lofty status and blood have as a reason to betray their fellow man. It will be a great hurt to them because of this.  This so-called sport is definitely not to be termed a game, but an occultic oath that slices through the globe. Plus, the image of Colonel Edeagwu is portrayed by primeval spirits. This fact places a consultancy with old symbols and precious items while it's coerced with spectres of foreign nature.  As the wheels are still progressing, the doors are yet to open. Flourishing bonds will break, when the words of the world shall rise, alongside when they'll die. 

Julie’s expression hardened, her desperation transforming into a steely determination. "If you really love me, you would do this for me," she insisted. "You have nothing to lose, Jason. But for me, it means everything. My career, my future... It’s all at stake here." Jason Grey felt the weight of her words pressing down on him, a crushing pressure that made it hard to breathe. He loved Julie deeply, but the idea of sacrificing himself for her crime was unthinkable. "Julie, this is insane," he said, his voice strained. "You’re asking me to throw my life away for something you did. I can’t do that." After taking the fall for a crime his wife committed, Jason was released from prison after five years. Upon returning home, he found his wife in an intimate position with his best friend. Feeling betrayed and heartbroken, Jason confronted his wife, only for her to show no remorse and reveal her intention to divorce him. Just as everything seemed to be going wrong for Jason, he received a phone call from a woman who revealed his true identity: he was actually the son of the owner of a multi-billion-dollar enterprise, and his real name was Jason Tempest. Now, with a new identity and a renewed sense of purpose, Jason vowed to take revenge on his wife and best friend for their betrayal. However, he also needed to prove himself worthy and adapt to the cutthroat world of business.

“We can kill him now, he is of no use to us anymore” these were the words Nick Furgesson heard as he wanted to open the door to his father’s room….. fuck, an eye opener. He thought he was the favorite son of the world richest man, Gregory Furgesson. What he heard next almost made him puke blood, he was adopted?he wasn’t the hair to the large conglomerate his father has?and he was about to be killed because he had done all the dirty work his supposed father wanted him to do? “Run away nick or you won’t be able to take revenge on him for what he has done” he heard his sister’s voice from behind him. Like lightning he ran out of the house into the dark streets of London where he was knocked down by a black Bentley and the story changed. Five years later, Nick is back to take revenge on his deadly father and household for wanting to kill him but he says to his foster sister, “ Don’t worry Fedora, I will not let anyone in the world touch you, you saved my life five years back. Let me repay the debt” and he also says to his wife,” the world i plan to give Fedora, you are also at liberty to do whatever you want with it, I will back you ladies up and no one will be able to hurt you no matter where you are on planet earth.

"You have nothing. You are nothing." Those were the last words Jane spoke to Mac Clement before throwing him out like trash, choosing her wealthy lover over the husband she thought was worthless. What Jane didn't know? Mac Clement is the secret heir to a multi-billion dollar empire and the hidden CEO of Golden Enterprise, the very company that made her family's business successful. For two years, Mac lived as a nobody in Nixon City, investigating his parents' murder while loving a woman who saw him as dead weight. Now the mask comes off. Watch as Mac systematically destroys everyone who dared look down on him. Jane's family business? Crushed overnight. Her new boyfriend's company? Next on the list. The powerful Thompson family who killed his parents? They're about to learn what happens when you cross the wrong man. But when Mac recruits desperate art student Shirley Chen for his revenge plan, he uncovers a conspiracy that runs deeper than corporate rivalry. The Thompsons have been manipulating Nixon City for decades, and they'll kill anyone who threatens their empire. Now they have Shirley. In the ruthless world of corporate warfare, Mac Clement is about to show everyone exactly who they dismissed. Some people shouldn't be underestimated. Revenge is a dish best served with absolute power.

"You will regret this day, Alexia. You chose Raymond over me after everything I've done for you. No problem. It's your life after all. But karma is real, Alexia. Just remember this." These were Brian's last words before storming out. Brian's life had always jumped from one difficulty to another and he was always ridiculed by his peers because he was poor. Worse, his girlfriend whom he thought loved him chose him over a richer guy. And as if things couldn't get any worse, he was attacked. But that day marked the change of his life after being saved by some men. He discovered he was the heir of the highest-ranking family in the city who were thought to have been wiped out of existence. With his newfound wealth and power, Brian makes sure all those who ridiculed him get what they deserve. And he must overcome the obstacles on his path to rising from Pitiful to Powerful while keeping his identity concealed. *** "We are not here to tell these stories. Brian, you and your mother are here because you are both Addams." "But you are not just an Addams. You are the heir of the Addams family. A/N: This is my first time writing in this genre, so the first few chapters may feel off or cliche, but I promise that as you read on deeper, the book becomes better and you'll love it. Thanks.

"Congratulations, my Heir," a mysterious figure declared, "you have proven your worth, and you're now the Heir to the God of Healing and Medicine, Elandor!" Suddenly, I found myself in excruciating pain, hanging on the edge of a hill. The figure's words barely registered, and I felt like I was forgetting something crucial. Before I could make sense of it all, I blinked, and the pain was gone. My wounds had vanished, replaced by a newfound strength. There, around my neck, hung a gemstone amulet. I gasped as the amulet shone, flooding my mind with knowledge. "In the realm of healing, I'm the ultimate arbiter of life and death. As Elandor's heir, I command over ailments and the frailty of life. I am the embodiment of healing's power and authority." As memories flooded back, I realized why I was here. Darius Blackthorn, that treacherous scoundrel, had thrown me down this hill. "I won't let you get away with this. I'll have my revenge for all the pain you caused me. I'll show those Rossi family snobs who mocked me for being poor and treated me like a live-in servant. You'll regret ever looking down on me. I'm a god's heir, and you will pay for every bit of suffering you put me through." Fueled by rage, I stood there, determined to make them all pay.

Twenty years ago, nine heroes across the world fought the Monarch of Oblivion, a Godlike being who sought to erase humanity. Among them were Korea’s Han Seojin and Lee Mirae, one of the strongest of their generation. The Monarch fell, but his final words promised doom: “When the Monarch of Calamity returns, he will awaken the others. When peace blinds you… they will remind you of fear.” To the world, the heroes claimed victory and founded the World Hero School Competition, a global system said to train future defenders. In truth, it was a hidden plan created to find those capable of resisting the Monarchs when they ever rise again. Years later, their second child Han Jiwoo lives a quiet life in Seoul — unaware of his parents’ past or the secret buried within him. During his Awakening, his mana fractures the test crystal, revealing an impossible result: Dual-Class — Combat and Unknown. Unknown… the same signature as the Monarch of Oblivion's core but known to no one other than his parents and headmaster. Sent to Eclipse Academy, a once-glorious school now fallen from prestige, Jiwoo becomes the center of attention — admired, doubted, and watched. But when a fateful duel pushes him to the brink, his second power awakens, and within his consciousness, a forgotten voice speaks once more. Bound to the Monarch who once threatened humanity, Jiwoo must master the power that defies gods while forging his own path between light and void.

“So this is what you really want, Jasmine?” he asked, his voice calm yet laced with an undercurrent of disappointment. “After everything?” She crossed her arms, her expression hardening. “Let’s not pretend there was ever an ‘everything’ between us. You don’t get to guilt me, Ethan. I’ve been miserable, living with a man who has no drive, no ambition. I’ve wasted enough time.” Ethan’s mouth tightened, but he stayed silent, letting her words sink in. She’d always seen him as a failure, the quiet husband who blended into the background. And now, with the prospect of a new life on the horizon, she was willing to cast him aside without hesitation. In that moment, Ethan felt something within him shift—a quiet yet powerful resolve. She had no idea who he was, what he had done for her, and the lengths he had gone to support her dreams while sacrificing his own. The weight of his hidden life, his secrets, his true identity, all of it bore down on him, but he remained silent. He calmly reached for a pen, signing his name with a steady hand. As he finished, he pushed the papers back to her, his eyes meeting hers with a new intensity. “You’ll get what you want, Jasmine,” he said quietly, each word filled with a weight she couldn’t quite decipher. “But I want you to remember this moment.” She blinked, confused, perhaps even a little unnerved by his composed demeanor. “Remember it? What are you talking about?”