Arrogant

“I’m not here to stay her bestie, Aiden. I came back to New York to marry her.” Wesley slips a card from his pocket, holding it out like it’s radioactive. “This is me being generous. There’s a hundred thousand dollars loaded on it. Take it. Go home, pack your things, and disappear. I’ll tell everyone you left because life got too hard.” Aiden stares. Not at the money—he could buy a hundred of those cards without blinking—but at the audacity. Because if Wesley knew who he really was… He’d be the one begging to disappear. **** By day, Aiden is the fool. The humble househusband with a dish towel slung over his shoulder, humming as he mops floors, checks the stew, and gets barked at by his in-laws like he’s less than nothing. Everyone thinks he’s soft. Gullible. Replaceable. But by night? He becomes the man the city's richest fear. In a dark room filled with shadows and smoke, he gives orders—orders that no billionaire, no politician, no enemy dares question. They call him sir. But to his wife’s family? He’s still just the broke son-in-law. They don’t know the game they’re playing. Yet.

In the frozen heart of Midgard, Kratos and Atreus find themselves drawn into a nightmare that predates even the gods themselves. When entire villages begin vanishing into thin air—leaving only frozen blood and whispers in the wind—the Ghost of Sparta must confront a horror that cannot be killed by blade alone. Something ancient stirs beneath the Nordic ice. The Draugr no longer stay dead. The forests breathe with malevolent intelligence. And Atreus begins hearing voices that shouldn't exist voices that know his true nature, voices that call him by a name even Kratos fears to speak. As father and son venture deeper into cursed territories where reality itself fractures, they discover that some evils were buried for a reason. The lines between the living and the dead blur. Trust becomes a luxury. And Kratos must ask himself: what happens when you've killed gods, but the true monsters were waiting underneath all along? This is a story of survival, sacrifice, and the terrifying realization that in the world of Norse mythology, death is never the end it's just the beginning of something worse.

“3 million dollars is nothing to me. Kneel,bark like a dog, and I might consider your request,” the governor’s son sneered. Declan fell to his knees, his pride shattered, just to save his frail grandmother. But instead of mercy, the arrogant heir tossed three cent coins at his forehead, injuring and leaving him bleeding on the floor. That was the day Declan swore vengeance. He would rise higher than them all. He would build an empire. And when the time came, they would kneel before him.

In a world ruled by holy knights and mages, an orphan grave-digger Kane is hunted as a heretic after accidentally raising the dead. He awakens the Necromancer King System, allowing him to command unlimited undead armies, steal souls for power, and turn any battlefield into his domain. From a hunted fugitive, Kane builds an empire of the dead, slaps arrogant heroes and noble families who branded him evil, conquers forbidden lands, and becomes the dark sovereign who decides the fate of nations. The living will learn to fear the king of the dead.

s that not our loathsome son-in-law?" "I bet he is. That son of nobody still come back after stealing from us." "I sometimes feel pity for him... Did you hear that Johnson is not his son?" "Yep. I heard from madam Alice... Served him right, he believes he is part of us because one of us gave birth to a son for him." "One more year and we will be free of his pitiful face." "Did you think he will survive if we chased him out of the villa?" "No, he won't. He is so dependable on us and will commit suicide as soon as he left that gate." "I may have compassion on him and employ him as my driver." "You are too kind. I can't even employ him as my laundry man." "Hahaha!"

Fritia, once known as a great Republic was hit with a tragedy. Dimensional ruptures appeared all over the country. These ruptures emitted a poisonous miasma which killed the residents slowly. The powers in-charge had no option but to build a dome around the only place where no ruptures appeared, the capital. Years later, it was discovered that the miasma granted certain people magical abilities. Gin Sofiaso, the last born of a family of powerful mages dreams of being a powerful mage and even surpassing every member of his family and becoming the strongest mage in the kingdom. His dreams are shattered when he is confirmed to have no potential as a mage. Incidentally, he is s*ck*d into a rupture and gets granted with abnormal gifts. Meanwhile, a terrible evil broods in the shadows and threatens the peace of all Fritia. Will Gin still manage to achieve his dream of being the most powerful mage?

In the mountains sat a small village, populated by normal people. Cows mooed, pigs ate, and humans did their fieldwork. On usual days like these, a normal person in the village would enjoy some fried chicken under the shade of a tree. "Mmm, delicious chicken..." Not everyone had access to the chicken. Only a certain family did. But as time passed, someone arrived in the village and took away the items that helped the villagers live their lives. Some young people left with the man, thinking that they would strike it big. And one of those people was the owner of the chickens. Bai Feng, a connoisseur of food, a monster that's heavier than iron, a fool that's half smart and half dumb. Cultivation isn't for everyone, but with luck, everything is possible. Could Bai Feng cultivate and reach the apex? Or would he have to stumble along the way due to the passions of life, increasing the difficulty of his path? But one thing was for certain. Bai Feng would surely enjoy life along the way. Cultivation or not.

Tiana thought she had risen to the top and no longer needed her poor husband – Jalen. Jalen is humiliated, divorced and kicked out of the house. As if to stamp the final seal, Tiana pulls out a check from her purse. She extends it towards him. “Three million dollars,” she said. “For everything. Take it and leave.” But fate has a different story install for her. She doesn’t know her so-called poor husband is a secret billionaire; the one who secretly pushed her to the level she is now. After casting Jalen away, life begins to happen; life handed her a bitter dose of reality. Now struggling to keep her company, Black Blossom, afloat, she finds herself standing in front of the one man she never imagined she’d see again... her ex-husband, now a powerful billionaire. “How are you the president of this company?” she whispered, eyes wide. Jalen’s lips curved. “You left me broken. Now you’re here for crumbs.” Old wounds reopen. Pride clashes with regret. But what happens when the tables turn and the man she once walked away from now holds the key to her breakthrough?

"Rapist!" That was the first word she hurled at him—right before throwing her clothes in his face. "You had sex with me without my consent, you monster!" Those were the final words that shattered everything. After three years of humiliation and being treated like filth by the woman he called his wife, Ryan finally asked for a divorce. But if only she—and her arrogant family—knew the truth. Just one word from him could reduce all their wealth to dust. The man they called useless... He’s the billionaire they’ll regret betraying.

GAME cannot be separated from people's lives A Famous MMORPG GAME, The strange World II becomes the game that dominates the top A GAME that can make anyone get Wealth, glory and even Fame In-game ranking affects everything The Holder of the Number 1 position, his existence is so mysterious that he doesn't even want to gain fame Suddenly the Number 1 left GAME The Strange World II for no reason Time after time passed The Legend number 1 returns to the game With his new identity Ready to shake the arrogant and arbitrary players