All About My Romance

"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.

By night, the frozen kingdom of Vatala is a realm of terror, where legends feed on fear and blood. Axil and Faris are lured by duty into ancient shadows of deception and madness. The icy chill of dread howls as cursed Vikings ravage the western sea, a knight cloaked in dispair transverses the twisted Forrest and a black blade echoes chaos. Thundering horse hooves, the clang of rusty chains, a stench of scorched blood – all evil began as something else...

🏆 ["Silver Prize" and "New Rising Star" in System Activated of "Meganovel Biannual Writing Contest"] 🏆Transmigrating into a cultivation world, Wushu Shengli found himself in an outer disciple’s body! With his trash cultivation talent, he feared that he wouldn’t live long in a world filled with young masters, hidden powerhouses, and immortal gods who could overturn the world! Fortunately, his golden finger arrived in time! [Cultivation Sign-In System has integrated into the host’s soul!] -Ding! [Since it’s the host’s first sign-in, the host will receive a random Supreme Grade reward!] -Ding! [Sign-in Complete! Host receives Supreme Cultivation Talent!] After receiving an unrivaled cultivation talent, Shengli truly felt invincible in the cultivation world! Cultivation resources? Just sign-in! Receive a thousand-year-old spiritual vein! Cultivation technique? Just sign-in! Receive the inheritance of a sword immortal! Cultivation physique? Just sign-in! Receive an Immortal Body Physique! Young masters? Just sign-in! Receive a Face-Slapping Manual 101! Jade beauties? Sorry, women will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword! “I become invincible after signing in!”

The grand hall of the Phoenix family estate was filled with people, all waiting with baited breath for the arrival of the exiled grandson. Finally, the doors at the far end of the room swung open and the crowd erupted into cheers and applause as Nicholas strode confidently into the room. He was tall and mysterious, with an air of authority that overwhelmed everyone present. He wore a diamond encrusted face mask which only had two openings revealing his piercing blue eyes. His dark hair was styled in a sleek, modern cut, and he wore a tailored suit that showed off his broad shoulders and athletic build. As he made his way through the crowd, people reached out to touch him, as if to confirm that he was real. He was Lord Fitzpatrick favorite grandson, returned from exile after three years of being away from his family and his home. The family conference meeting was held in the grand dining hall of the family's estate. The tables and chairs had been pushed to the sides of the room, leaving a clear space in the center. The entire family, including his parents, aunts, uncles, stepmother's, concubines and cousins, had gathered and were now kneeling on the ground, their heads bowed in shame. Nicholas stood in the center of the room, looking down at his family with a mixture of shock and confusion. He had been falsely accused of poisoning his late grandfather and had been shunned by his family for three years. These people bowing before him were the ones who casted him away, made him an outsider. Now he was going to be their Lord and master. At the front of the room, The family's patriarch, his father stepped forward and knelt down on the floor. "Welcome home, our Lord."

"Watch how the almighty Weldom family crashes from top fifty to bottom ten," Richard thundered. "How are you going to do that? Rob us clean? You must be a joker," Victoria fired back." "Just sit back and watch." Richard, the Son-in-law of Lady Tashia was treated like an outcast and insulted even by servants. His rights where denied and he was oppressed. Unknown to them, the man they saw as a worthless piece of garbage was Davis Armstrong only son, the wealthiest man in benin city. He came Into the Weldom family in the disguise of a poor man for the sake of love. But gradually, his love his turned into passionate hatred and the Weldoms have succeeded to bring out the beast in him. Now, his missions are to make sure his father's killers rot in jail and the Weldoms pay for every single pain they caused him.

After losing his parents in an accident, Richard lived in an orphanage and was then chosen by Mr Travison to marry his granddaughter Hellen, the beauty of whom many dream of. Mr. Travison chose him because he knows his origins, he knows that his grandfather is a very rich man but he did not reveal this secret to anyone. Unfortunately after the death of Mr. Travison, Richard has been enslaved in return for all that work he is paid for with ridicule and name calling. When his grandfather dies, he will inherit his Enterprise and he will become a billionaire in no time. With his personal powers and the money on his card. The whole world around him will become his territory. When his in-laws learn that he is now rich, they will all be devastated by the news. what will become of them? Will Richard take revenge?

Bruce Ace stood on the altar, awaiting the arrival of his bride. News reached him that his bride had gone shopping with a billionaire's son and had ditched him. He got insulted and fired by his boss on the same day. His fate change and he married another lady only to become rejected by her family. Bruce Ace took a walk to the bar to free himself of all his worries. There, a man found him. "Bruce Ace, your networth is over 700billion USD. Do you know this?" These were the man's words.

Herbert Halloway was a political and high-profile criminal (mafia boss) whose malevolent acts were with zero traces. He was wanted by the Nigerian government - five Supernumerary (SPY) female Police disguised as cocotte at the Oriental Hotel. Herbert Halloway fell head over the heels forthwith he caught sight of them. The five Supernumerary female police executed the duty. Herbert Halloway’s Achilles heel had been gripped. Amidst the police plan to apprehend him, one of the Supernumerary police discovered that Herbert Halloway was her father who saved her mother, Ma’am Akwete from being murdered years ago. She was coerced to disclose the police plan to Herbert Halloway and he was on the run with his daughter.

After returning from a devastating battle, Kaiden learned the bitter truth. The wife he missed so much was a traitor and not the one who saved him. He will save the real savior, then give her an extraordinary life.

"Step away. She's mine." Eric’s voice was calm but firm, his smirk barely concealed. The man in front of him scoffed. "And what about her?" He pointed at another woman. Eric chuckled, unfazed. "Also mine." The man’s face twisted in disbelief. "And… her too?" Eric nodded casually. "What can I say? A king doesn’t turn away his queens." Frustrated, the other man threw his hands in the air. "How many women do you even need?!" Eric grinned, tilting his head slightly. "As long as beauty exists, they will always belong to me." --- Life had always been cruel. Fired from his job over a ridiculous reason. Dumped by his girlfriend for being broke. Just when he thought things couldn’t get worse, a drunk driver sent him flying. Most would call it the end. For Eric Carter, it was just the beginning. [Ding! Activation requirements met. System initializing…] [Welcome to the Royal Harem System—Dedicated to building the greatest harem in history.] A slow, confident smirk stretched across Eric’s lips as he cracked his knuckles. "From today onward, I, Eric Carter, will be the undisputed Harem King." He straightened his posture, radiating newfound confidence. "Excuse me, miss. You're breathtaking. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"