Ain T That Loving You

They dragged his dying mother out of her hospital bed like she was garbage. Joshua Hart had endured three years of humiliation as the powerless live-in son-in-law of the wealthy Cavesh family. He swallowed every insult. Every sneer. Every reminder that he was “nothing.” All for one reason—his mother’s life depended on their money. Then, on the day she needed emergency surgery, they cut him off. “Admit your mistake. Apologize,” his wife said coldly. “Maybe then I’ll consider helping.” At the hospital, nurses laughed in his face. “Swipe your card, beggar.” “You can’t even afford oxygen in here.” They called security. They called him worthless. They didn’t know that twenty minutes earlier, a forgotten investment had turned him into the majority shareholder of Galaxy Tech. They didn’t know his account now held billions. They didn’t know the “pathetic son-in-law” had just wired one hundred million dollars to the very hospital trying to throw his mother into the street. When the director whispered, “Joshua Hart… the transfer came from you?” He simply picked up his black card and looked at them one by one. “You were right about one thing,” he said calmly. “I won’t beg.” Now the people who mocked him will learn a brutal truth: Never humiliate a man who has nothing left to lose—especially when he becomes everything.

Gibson sat across from his mother-in-law, his heart racing as he tried to process her shocking demand. “Divorce?” he repeated, his voice trembling. “Yes, divorce,” the woman replied with an arrogant sneer. “I don’t think you’re good enough for my daughter.” Gibson took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions. He knew his mother-in-law had never approved of him, but he had never expected her to demand a divorce. “May I ask who wants the divorce?” he asked calmly. “It doesn’t matter,” Helen, his mother-in-law replied dismissively. “All that matters is that I want it.” “With all due respect, I don’t think it’s that simple,” Gibson said firmly. “My wife and I have built a life together. We’ve been through a lot, and we love each other.” The mother-in-law scoffed. “Love? Don’t make me laugh. You and my daughter were struggling to make ends meet when you got married. But now, thanks to her hard work, she’s become the CEO of a top 10 company in the city. She can do much better than you.”

Why can't everyone be rich and live a normal life? Where all wants can be acquired. A global question that keeps eluding most people's grasp. Unfortunately the reality is that, it is not possible because that's the circle of life. How then can you be among this elite? Where wealth keeps on calling and you answer. Keep abreast as this book (NUMEN OF WEALTH) unravels this mystery.

The city calls him “nobody.” On paper, he’s just a broke young man with nothing but scars and a bad attitude. But in the shadows, Caden Pierce is the Septamillionaire Heir—the ruthless King of the Underworld. His enemies fear him. The elite don’t even know he exists… yet. After ten years of brutal training, Caden’s ready to tear his enemies apart and claim everything that’s his. When the spoiled heiress Vivian Montgomery is thrown into his arms—literally—he gets a taste of power, privilege, and the poison of high society. She calls him a “nobody.” Her circle mocks him. They have no idea he owns the ground they walk on. “You think money makes you untouchable?” Caden smirks, stepping over his latest rival. “Sweetheart, I buy men like you for sport and toss them out with yesterday’s trash.” But when the old-money dynasties scheme to bury him, and gunmen storm the club with Vivian in their sights, Caden doesn’t blink. “Let’s get something straight,” he growls, shoving a pistol under the lead thug’s chin. “You came for a princess. You found the king.” Enemies want his head. Socialites want his wallet. And Vivian—she wants him gone. But Caden Pierce didn’t survive hell to bow to anyone. He’s got seven million reasons to settle old scores. And one savage promise: this city will remember his name. Buckle up. The king is back—and he’s done playing nice.

The Return of the Sword God!. The most powerful Sword Cultivator swung his sword against his enemies. The Law of time was reset! The Evolution restarted. Now, he is back to the beginning. Every Karma must be sought out. If you can survive my first strike, you can't survive the second. Because I am the most powerful Sword Cultivator.

“Even with your annual salary, you can’t afford my daughter’s perfume!” Maria growled at Sawyer. “A mediocre man like you is not even qualified to smell her perfume, let alone hold her hand!” “What perfume do you use, Sasha?” Sawyer asked. “All our family members use Goldblood perfume,” Sasha stated proudly. “It’s the best there is. It’s worth 800K a bottle—not something you can afford.” “You should leave, or our Big Dog will see you out!” Maria warned in an icy tone. Little do Maria, Sasha and their family members know that Sawyer, the man they kicked out of their mansion, was the Empyrean, the only son of the two legendary figures and was also a potential candidate for the supreme commander of Earth’s armies! They all refuse to believe his words, but when the truth gets revealed, they all crawl and beg for his forgiveness!

“You have thirty days to reveal yourself.” That was the letter Knox Rivera received after inheriting an Empire built on blood, money hungry parasites, and secrets. What do you do when the brother of the man whose throne you inherited places a target on your back and uses your own name as bait to control you? When powerful enemies don’t see you worthy of owning what they believe belongs to them? Fresh out of prison, Knox is dragged into a deadly world where betrayal knows no limits, loyalty becomes too expensive, and every mistake costs blood. But while the city sees him as an unworthy heir… They fail to realize they are awakening something far more dangerous than the empire itself.

In his final moments, he was given a chance to be back in the past by sacrificing his system. Clark promised himself that he would not let fate decide his future. … “Hey stop right there! Who are you? If you don’t have an appointment then you may leave” “Tell your master that I want to meet him” “Wait, Mister, Who are you?” “I am… Clark Montediore” His eyes glowed in the radiance of an amber. The mark of the Montediore. And that is how the missing child of Montediore came back. For his parents? For the love that he had for his family? For power? Of perhaps status? No, it is for something much more important than that.

Ace was reincarnated into a fantasy world. Born in a poor family, he could hardly feed himself. Life was hard but somehow he managed to survive with his adopted mother and a disabled sister. At the age of fourteen, every member has to undergo the awakening ceremony. This day can change your destiny if you awaken a good talent then you will be like a rising star but if you awakened a bad talent then your life would be very ordinary. On the day of the awakening ceremony, Ace's name was called. The instructor said," the talent is colorful grass". The people looked at Ace with dazed expressions and then they began to look at him disgusted. The principal of the academy said," you are expelled from the academy. Don't ever people let them know that you study in my school".

Welcome to Roshniar Roshniar is a seemingly ordinary world, with a bloody history... like all worlds that bear the fruit of life... Indeed it is ordinary save, for its one paculiarity... Roshniar is a world that has known the touch of the gods, or so all Roshnians would have you believe... Believe in their gods if you will, or not... it matters not... For the day of change has come, in a different way from the ancient rights... None could have been prepared for the day on which the Titanic God set his gaze upon their world... Welcome to Roshniar! A world in which the apocalypse has arrived... Great change awaits those who walk these lands where our journey begins... And perhaps even their views of the gods will change forever... But that's a thought for another day... --- A/N: To all who join this is a High-Fantasy so buckle up for a long journey filled with world building and locations across the land and stars... and many a place you cannot yet fathom, if you aren't a fan of world building than this probably isn't the place for you, , it's going to be a long road and I hope to guide many a reader along this path filled with many a twist and turn. And once more: Welcome to Roshniar!