God

They called him Pauper Benedetti. The boy with three shirts, the charity case no one believed in. But when Marco returned after five silent years—he didn’t come back poor. He came back as the War God, forged in fire, crowned in blood, and wealthy enough to make billionaires tremble. He walked into Oriana Caruso’s engagement wearing a cheap suit and carrying a velvet ring box. He left with a wife. Just not the one anyone expected. Isabella Caruso—the quiet, unwanted sister—was the only person who dared speak the truth for him. While Oriana laughed, while society mocked him, Isabella stood alone. So Marco knelt before her with a pink-diamond necklace worth more than the entire ballroom. “Marry me,” Marco said, voice steady. “Why me?” Isabella whispered. “Because when the world pointed guns, you were the one who didn’t flinch.” Now Isabella wears the necklace society can’t stop staring at—while Oriana glares with burning regret. Because the War God didn’t just return wealthy. He returned powerful. And he’s not done. Billionaires will kneel. Families will fall. The world will learn exactly who Marco Benedetti is.

Five years ago, I was the "worthless" foster son who had taken the fall for a crime I never committed. I went to prison for my brother's future, thinking that my family would be there to care for my wife. I was wrong. While I rotted away in Blackgate Prison, my inheritance had been stolen: they had wiped off my existence and treated my wife as a slave. They thought I would die in there. But the fate had different plans. In the darkest cell, I met with a mysterious master. I did not just survive; I was reborn. I learned the Nine Heavens Medical Art and activated the Sovereign Martial Body. I healed warlords and crippled assassins in a single touch. Now the prison gates are open. I am no longer the submissive orphan. I am a Dragon King. To my foster family celebrating my misery: Prepare your coffins. To all those billionaires trying to touch my wife: Prepare to lose your hands. I will save lives with my left hand and destroy my enemies with my right hand. The King is out, and debts must be repaid in blood.

After I took asleep in reality world, then awaken in dream world. I took asleep in the dream world, in the reality world I'm awaken. Since then, I don't know what the sleep is anymore. I slept, only to transfer my consciousness to the dream world for completing missions. The sweet days I met her only to staring her smile, that dream is caused it all gone. Encouraging myself to against The God who holds Miho as the hostage, I’m following his game to be a hero in another world planning growth my own strength to deal with slowly. On the time, I’ll punish The God with my hand as what The God did. “Miho, my dear. Wait for me, I’ll save you!”

🏆["Silver Medal" in Fantasy Category of "Meganovel Annual Writing Contest 2022"]🏆 Lukas Bellingham, a 21 year old youth dies from an illness that is dominant in males in their family. But that's not where it ends. He wakes up in the body of a boy, in a world where everything is the opposite of Earth. A world where Mortals become Gods. Will Lukas be swallowed in such a world or will he rise against all challenges and become a Deity which all mortals look up to?

A thousand years ago, humanity faced extinction. The dead. All the dead since the dawn of time rose and reclaimed the land of the living. Civilization burned. And the war dragged for ages. At the brink of annihilation, the first dragon riders carried mankind into the sky, forging the floating cities, the last refuge above the wastelands. For a century, humanity called it peace. Then Ebonspire fell. Devoured by undead hordes. Czar watched his mother and sister torn apart, leaving him with one burden. His niece, the last of his bloodline. When escape became impossible and hope rotted away, Satan came with an offer. Survive. Kill God. Or lose the only thing you have left. Now hunted by dragon knights, stalked by intelligent undead, and trapped in a primordial war, Czar fought. Not to save the world, but for survival and vengeance. My client is Satan. And my prey is God.

Ten years ago, his home was reduced to ashes by mysterious enemies, his father, mother, and brother perishing trying to save him. Zach, however, only survived because a courageous girl risked her life to pull him from the flames, sustaining severe burns in the process. Now, Zach has risen to the pinnacle of power, becoming the Supreme War God of Country Aran… a title surpassing even that of the president. No longer the helpless, broken, and devastated boy of ten years ago, he returns… not only to seek vengeance against those responsible for that tragic night, but to rebuild his family, and also to fulfill a promise he had made long ago… to marry the girl who saved his life.

Ten years ago, he disappeared silently!... After ten years, the eminent War God, Elijah Silva, returns home to repay Alice for saving his life and to punish those that tried to destroy him. Looking at his wife and a daughter he never knew he had, he made an oath; As long as they were by his side, they would have the entire world in the palm of their hands.

Jack Parker arrives in Harmonfield with a contract to marry Emily Wilson, heir to the city's most powerful family. When she publicly rejects him, his quiet strength draws the attention of Sarah Thompson, daughter of another elite dynasty. Deadly in combat and calm under pressure, Jack quickly becomes a key player in a brutal power struggle. As assassins close in and secrets unravel, questions mount: Who is Jack really? Why did his mentor send him here? And what power lies in the dragon dagger he carries?

She thought she was using him. He'd been searching for her for twelve years. "Listen carefully," Diana Morrison's voice cuts through the study like ice. "These are the terms of our marriage arrangement, and they are non-negotiable." Marcus Hayes sits across from her in his worn suit, agreeing to every humiliating condition without protest. Separate bedrooms. No physical contact. Divorce after one year. "Do you have any backbone at all?" Diana demands, frustrated by his compliance. What she doesn't know: Marcus is the Supreme God of War of West America, commander of armies, controller of trillion-dollar empires. Twelve years ago, a starving orphan boy received kindness from a young girl who shared her meager lunch. He never forgot her. Now that girl stands before him—cold, calculating, believing she's trapped a desperate nobody in a fake marriage to escape her family's control. "Perhaps I am desperate," Marcus admits softly. "But not in the way you think." When the Romano and Bennett families attack, when her business crumbles, when assassins lurk in shadows—Marcus moves like the warrior he is, leaving enemies broken and allies in awe. "Who are you?" Diana whispers, watching him dismantle threats with surgical precision. Marcus's slight smile holds secrets that could reshape nations. "I'm your husband." She thought their contract marriage had an expiration date. She has no idea the Supreme God of War never lets go of what's his. He spent twelve years building an empire to be worthy of protecting her. Now he'll spend a lifetime proving she was always meant to be his.

After an unexpected divorce with his wife, Michael decides to finally come out of the shadows and reveal his true identity, although things go haywire and he's forced to take revenge on those who had caused him pain.