Amor Após O Casamento

Alpha Monroe is the youngest most deadliest billionaire alive who hates love to the core but prefers to be addicted to sex and making wealth, hence, what happens when he gets given a rogue who is a hybrid of a werewolf and a witch as a maid that teaches him how to fall in love again... But in doing so, she does not know that Alpha Monroe is begining to develop feelings for her.

High in the sky, I stood above everyone! Looking down on the destruction brought by me! Necessary it was! Needed it was! Only after Chaos will the Order arrive! The story begins with "Once upon a time"! But ends once the villain dies! What I need is peace! Not the vengeance! What I seek is a path! To the glory, a step me! -------------------------------------- Mortal Earth! A planet similar to our Earth but a little backward in terms of technology. Instead, they have energy in their body with which they can perform magic. But not everyone has the ability to understand and use this energy. In the history of Mortal Earth, there are Seven Wonders which were created by the strongest humans. Their wishes and dreams were what structured these Seven Wonders of the world! A guy died under the collapse ceiling, and is transmigrated there. With full of adventure started by owning one of the Seven Wonders of the World, will he be able to find out his true goal in life? ------------------------------------ An Original by the author--- Many things that will happen in the novel is pure imagination and not related to the real world. Update- One chapter every 24 hour Also, english is not my main or second language.

John Whitaker had nothing but his name—just a plain, useless name in a world ruled by money, influence, and cold-hearted power. He was the unwanted son-in-law of the Prestwick dynasty; an empire worth hundreds of billions. His marriage to Eleanor Prestwick was a shameful secret, something the Prestwick family pretended never happened, and whenever they had to acknowledge it, they reminded everyone that John was the charity case Eleanor brought home from a job internship in a poor neighborhood out of pity. They called him a parasite. They treated him like a stray dog that refused to leave. They spat on his dignity, sneered at his dreams, and sneered even louder when his mother was diagnosed with stage four pancreatic cancer. When he begged for help on his knees, in tears, in public; they laughed. John almost lost his will to live. But fate has a way of rewarding the broken. That very night, when he had no place to sleep, and his mother was on the brink of death in a public hospital ward stinking of poverty and pain, a letter arrived. An inheritance. John Whitaker was not who he thought he was. He was the sole blood heir to the late Howard Ravenshore, the secretive trillionaire who had disappeared from the global stage ten years ago. A man with holdings in every continent, silent power over more than forty governments, and a fortune beyond imagination. His assets were masked under shell companies, shadow trusts, and ghost accounts—untouchable, invisible, unstoppable. And now all of it belonged to John. In an instant, the man who once begged for pennies became the richest human being alive.

On the day of his wedding to Lisa Grandier, Scott Goodman was betrayed by the very woman he was about to marry. The wedding was called off, and he was left to face the scorn and insults of the Grandier family. To his shock, the woman he had been searching for and wished to marry was not Lisa, but Luisa, the illegitimate daughter of the Grandier family who had been sold to a brothel. Scott rushed to the brothel to rescue Luisa. Using his strong military connections and influence, he lifted her from despair and guided her to greatness. At the same, hiding his title as the War God, he systematically destroyed the Grandier family and others who had harmed the woman he loved! [Enjoy my other book: The Great General.]

Aric Blackthorn is cursed by a power that loves him too fiercely, a psychic leviathan with no respect for boundaries—a Devil’s Fruit that warps flesh, mind, and fate. When House Blackthorn is torn apart by ancient betrayals, Aric must master psychic warfare and arcane combat to survive. But the power inside him hungers, and if he gives too much, it might devour everything he holds dear. Devil’s Fruit: I Couldn’t Evolve is a brutal, sensorial journey into love turned monstrous, where sarcasm scythes through blood‑dark magic and each spell is a promise of beauty and violence. Aric Blackthorn awakens in the ruined halls of his ancestral keep, the psychic presence of his Devil’s Fruit thrumming in his mind—a beast that speaks in riddles and carves runic fractures through reality. Determined to reclaim his legacy, he forges uneasy alliances: Seris the shadowsmith, Vira the mercurial envoy, and Kael the steadfast guard. Every encounter sparks a battle of senses and strategy—color‑bleeding mana webs, sigil‑etched swords, psychic pressure like thunder in the veins. As Aric climbs the ladder of power, House Blackthorn fractures under envy, and rival factions—Elowen’s hollow‑vein cult, Garrick’s iron‑sigil enforcers, Thane’s dread‑spiral cabal—seek to claim the psychic core within him. But when his psychic companion Lysander whispers that love is the greatest threat, Aric must choose: let the fruit consume him, or turn its monstrous devotion into salvation. Sacrifices will bleed sincerity, sarcasm will break bones, and comedy will red‑raw the absurdity of power.

“Richard, I do not know why you're acting like you know nothing. It's no hidden knowledge that you've constantly mismanaged funds, bribing corrupt officials like yourself, it's all documented. There's evidence you know?” ********* Over two years ago, Dalton City was on the brink of ruin, having natural resources in abundance; they were the target of their enemies and corrupt officials whose aim was to destroy and corrupt the system.  All of these changed when Richard Day, the enigmatic and feared acting mayor took over after fighting and winning various wars for Dalton City. Richard is surrounded by many enemies who seek his downfall, and amongst them is the least expected, Betrayed by his fianceé and her father, Richard has no choice but to step down and let them take over. But let the world await and fear his comeback, because Richard Day's Legacy isn't to be toiled with.

A long time ago, Zarall, a powerful magician practiced magic and was feared and admired by all. He always carried his sword, a powerful weapon made by magic and coveted by many. An act of betrayal ends Zarall's life and his sword disappeared along with him. Many years after, his sword reappears. Who has woken the Sorcerer's sword up and what could this mean for the kingdom?

Daron Lunerd Finds himself in a heartless family's where he is treated like a slave, knowing he is poor alone made them hate him for being married to their heiress, but what they do not know is that Daron is a runaway heir of the richest incorporation in the world, with his eyes blinded with acid and their betrayal... He not only uses his wealth but his new found system force to revenge, because it's payback time!

Death was never meant to be played with — until he made it a game. Draven Kaine, once the Empire’s most feared necromancer, was executed for treason after raising the dead army that destroyed his own homeland. But when the veil between worlds cracks open, he awakens in his own coffin — alive, cursed, and bound to the ghost of the man he murdered. To survive, Draven must hunt the escaped souls that now haunt the living. Each spirit carries a secret piece of a greater puzzle — a game orchestrated by an ancient god who calls himself The Reaper King. Every round of this deadly game demands a sacrifice: a memory, a life, or a soul. But when Draven discovers the Reaper King’s final target is the woman he once loved, he must decide… Will he play by death’s rules — or rewrite them?

I am a fool in a world I cannot comprehend, but in my world, I am an Ace." ~ Sultan Armstrong. *** EXTRACT: Sultan's own reflection in the water, the Fool, began to animate, mouthing the words he was saying. Huh?! Sultan's eyes widened in disbelief. "What the hell?" Sultan whispered, stepping back from the pool. "W..what are you?" His voice rose, tinged with fear. ...... "I am you. You are me. I am the Fool. You are the Fool. We are the Fool."