God

Ezra Kade is the weakest Awakened in Meridian City. Three years at the bottom of the rankings. Three years of being the joke nobody bothered updating. Then he falls into a collapsed tunnel and puts his hand on something that shouldn't still exist. **[Congratulations, Host. You have died.]** He doesn't get powers. He gets a body count. Inside him now: the corpse of a god, executed centuries ago by nine enemies who thought they'd finished the job. They didn't. Every one of them Ezra kills, he inherits a piece of their power — and the god wakes up a little more inside his own skull. He has thirty days before Vaelgrith finishes waking up and takes the body back. Nine enemies. One countdown. And a voice in his head that isn't sure anymore whether it wants to share him or replace him.

She left her husband on their wedding night... to spend the night with another man. On the night they were meant to start their life together, Selena Sterling slips out of her honeymoon suite to comfort her sick assistant leaving her new husband with a shattered promise. Everyone thinks Dennis Doom is gentle, fragile, and harmless. Only Alex Crown knows better. For three years, Alex loved her crazily— hiding his true identity, abandoning a life of unimaginable power and giving everything to the woman he loved. But when she chooses another man’s tears over her husband’s heart, something in him finally breaks. She thinks he’s just an ordinary man—one who will always forgive, always wait, always stay. She has no idea the man she's pushing away is the legendary commander who built her empire from the shadows... or that the moment he walks away, everything she owns will begin to crumble. And while Selena struggles to save a marriage she believes is still under control, the helpless assistant she keeps defending is quietly tightening the noose around her life. When the truth finally comes to light, will she still have a husband to fight for? Or will she watch the man she abandoned become the king she can never reach again?

Draven Ashworth, the fifth son of a legendary general, expectations are high, but the testing crystal remains cold under his touch. "No elemental affinity detected," the examiner announces. Cast out as the "hollow prince," discovers his grandfather's dark secret—a pendant that absorbs the memories of the dead. Now every fallen hero's knowledge flows through him. Their sword skills. Their magic. Their final moments. The family disappointment isn't powerless after all. He's something far more dangerous. He is peerless.

'What did I do to deserve all this?' James thought to himself as tears of sorrow and regret streaked down his eyes, 'Just because I'm the unwanted one? They've decided to treat me like trash and throw me away. Well, I've decided to grant them their wish– I'll die here and save everyone the bother of seeing a failure like me.' **** The next time he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a light blue screen hovering in front of his face. 'What the hell is this?' [Ding!] God program..> Now armed with the power of the system, James Jade embarks on a grueling journey of revenge against those that made his life a living hell.

The Return of the God of War is a story based on the betrayal of the person that should be honoured and celebrated but the reverse or opposite is the case, so watch out for what happened at the end of the day

In a world where everyone tames powerful beasts, Lucien Drax is humiliated with a cracked, dying egg and labeled a failure. But when it hatches, everything changes. What he bonds with isn’t a beast… but a sealed Nightmare God. As Lucien rises from the lowest rank, fear follows in his wake, and those who once mocked him begin to disappear. Yet the more power he gains, the more dangerous his bond becomes. Because the creature at his side isn’t loyal only interested… and increasingly possessive. While others tame beasts… Lucien tamed a god.

He spent three years on his knees. He was never meant to be there. Three years ago, Kael woke up in an alley with no memories and no name. A wealthy family took him in, married him to the daughter they'd given up on, and turned him into their live-in servant—the one who apologizes when vases break and doesn't fight back when fists fly. Then something inside him starts to wake up. Hunters begin appearing. Beautiful, inhuman things that speak a name he doesn't recognize, and when they say it, something in him answers. Memories start bleeding through—memories of power, of judgment, of being something far more than human. Kael wasn't a nobody who lost his past. He was a god. The one who held other gods accountable. And when he got too close to their secrets, they ripped away his power, erased his mind, and buried him in a mortal body to suffer and forget. Now he's remembering. But every time he reaches for what he used to be, he loses a piece of the life he built here—his memories, his emotions, his connection to the wife who stayed. His brother, a god of war, is coming to finish the job. Seven days until he arrives. Kael can become what he was and lose everything human about himself, or stay who he is and die.

He died at the height of cultivation. He woke up in the body of Lin Fan — F-rank, the weakest awakened human in the eastern city, a name people use as the punchline of a joke. He planned to sit quietly, heal, and work out who killed him. He never gets the chance. Because people keep kneeling. An old woman bows to him in the middle of the road. A billionaire forgets his own sentence halfway through it. A beast that hasn't lowered its head to anything in a thousand years calls him Your Majesty. And the girl who spent three years guarding a loser's reputation looks up at him without a flicker of surprise and says, softly: "You finally came back." He has never met her. That is the whole problem, and it is total. Everyone who looks at his face is remembering a man he cannot recall. His memories are complete — he's certain of it. He remembers the climb. He remembers the sky. He remembers the poison. He just can't remember his own name. Somewhere behind him is a life so vast the world still bends toward it. Somewhere ahead is the woman who has been waiting for him to come back. And the people who killed him the first time are still out there — still powerful, still watching, still certain he is dead. They're about to be very disappointed.

Alex Verlaine was a walking, talking blood-bag who only existed to donate plasma to his ailing brother-in-law. His selfless love for his wife is repaid by betrayal and his sacrifices mocked and ridiculed by his mother-in-law. But when Alex discovers his wife never loved him and is already in the arms of another man, he casts his veil aside and reveals his true identity as the Legendary Miracle Maker. They treated him like a servant, now he is back to make them kneel like slaves. They called him a penniless loser, only to discover that he was the wealthiest man in Alexandria. "Just who are you really?" Felicia asked in a trembling voice, her face rapidly losing color. Alex looked into her hazel eyes and breathed like a man possessed, "I am the God you will kneel to from tonight, or watch your whole world burn to ash. I am Alexandria's beating heart, and the only one who can save your dying brother." Felicia clasped her hands, falling to her knees in submission. "Please forgive me. I was wrong to insult you. My family needs you. Please give me another chance!" Alex grabbed her face, squeezing her flushed cheeks, and whispered in a husky voice, "Then beg me like you mean it!"

Sebastien Hunt, son of the mighty God of war family was made to marry into the Wilson's family to save himself from being killed. An unfortunate incident that happened on his wedding night made him handicapped and therefore he lost all respect and was continuously mocked by the family of his beloved wife, Isabelle Wilson who stood by him despite all mockery. Then one day he miraculously recovers. Will he find out who was responsible for his situation? Will he get revenge before it's too late? Read to find out. Snippet “That isn't possible. Isn't it this Sebastien that isn't even capable of protecting himself not to talk of protecting another person” And they all laughed agreeing with what the speaker said.