Attraction Hétérosexuelle

Everyone called him useless. His wife humiliated him. His in-laws treated him like trash. But no one knew he was the secret heir to a billion-dollar empire. When he rises, the tables will turn. The woman who laughed at him… will beg for mercy. The family that scorned him… will grovel at his feet. He doesn’t forgive. He doesn’t forget. And his revenge will be absolute.

In a world governed by the Beast Pact, your worth is determined by the glow of a testing sphere. For Kaelen, the sphere remained dim, marking him as an E-rank "scumbag." While others bonded with majestic dragons, Kaelen was chosen by a "defective" shadow-beast that the world deemed a death sentence. Mocked by his family and betrayed by his fiancé, Kaelen is left to rot in a sabotaged dungeon. But deep in the darkness, the "defect" speaks. It isn't a beast—it is the Void Sovereign, and it doesn't want to fight beside Kaelen; it wants to become him. After years of agonizing training in the world’s most hellish dungeons, Kaelen returns. He is no longer the weakling they trampled. He is tattered, scarred, and hiding a power that could devour the world. When the elite try to kneel him again, they will realize they aren't facing a mage—they are facing the end of their era.

They laughed at his poverty. Mocked his name. Even his fiancée spat on his worth and walked away. But Shen didn’t break—he vanished. Into the shadows. Into silence. And while the world feasted on arrogance, he studied. Mastering the ancient secrets of Eastern medicine, decoding the pulse of life and death itself. Now, he returns. Not as the beggar they scorned but as the man whose hands can rewrite fate. The crippled walk at his word. The dying cling to his touch. And the elite? They kneel for a chance to dine with him. He doesn’t seek revenge he embodies it. Every miracle he performs is a reminder: The man they discarded now holds the power to decide who lives… and who fades into nothing. The rise of Shen isn’t a comeback. It’s a reckoning. And the world will remember the name they once tried to erase.

"Oh shut up, please!" Olivia said dismissively without any hesitation, standing up and folding her arms to her chest. Jason looked shocked, his eyes moved to her, then to the others, who still hadn’t said a word in his defense. "Why have you chosen to be this useless?" she continued in a low growl. "You haven’t worked a single day since we got married. Maybe you just like sitting in that chair, being pitiful, and using it as your excuse for why you're a broke man." Jason’s teeth clenched. He wanted to defend himself, to explain again, but the moment he opened his mouth, Olivia raised a hand. "Don’t say a word, I’m not done. You think you can play the victim forever? My family paid for your therapy, flew you around the world, gave you access to the best doctors, and yet here you are, back with the same damaged spine and still sitting in that chair." She rubbed her forehead. Jason lowered his gaze, disappointed at her reaction but he didn’t talk.

Ever wondered why isekai protagonists always wake up comfortably in bed, complete with their predecessor's memories and a tearful sister/maid at their side? Well, our hero isn't so lucky. No convenient memory inheritance. No peaceful awakening. No helpful NPC guide. Instead, Kyle opens his eyes to find himself bound and at the mercy of a ruthless sorceress wielding a whip, demanding answers he doesn't have. Zero tutorial, straight to the boss fight. "Talk! Or else…" "Lady, I don't even know who I am!" Trapped in a medieval fantasy world where magic is heresy and the Church hunts practitioners without mercy, Kyle must navigate political intrigue, dodge religious persecution, and somehow survive the schemes of a dangerous sorceress - all while armed with nothing but his wits and a mysteriously acquired AI companion with a talent for unhelpful commentary. Welcome to a fantasy world where: Your enemies are smarter than you Your allies might kill you tomorrow The Church wants you dead And your snarky AI buddy won't stop critiquing your life choices

He woke up in a city that doesn’t forget—but he remembers nothing. With a name that isn’t his, hunted by ghosts that wear familiar faces, and a past stitched into someone else’s war, Ethan Vale must navigate Echelon City’s labyrinth of lies to reclaim who he is. But the truth may be the deadliest weapon in a world built on deception. In the game of Lazarus, the first one to remember dies.

Three years in prison. All for her. The moment Ethan Cross walked free, his wife handed him divorce papers and called him worthless. What she didn't know? While he was locked away, he became the head of the world's most powerful corporation. Now the woman who abandoned him is begging for mercy.But mercy isn't what kings give to traitors.

He was a man who wasn’t put on this earth to be loved, but to kill. And she was a woman who was nothing more than an object to be used. They weren’t meant to find each other in this dark, cruel world. But they did, and now it’s war because there’s no way in hell he’ll let anyone take her from him. He was feared. She was hunted. Together they will fight to win this war.

Everyone thought he was a useless son-in-law, a penniless man living off his wife’s family. For years, he endured the insults and the relentless scorn from his in-laws, especially his mother-in-law, who never missed a chance to humiliate him. “You’re nothing but a parasite,” she spat one day. “Leave my daughter at once! She deserves someone better.” And so he did… but not in the way anyone expected. Three days later, a convoy of luxury cars arrived at their doorstep. Security guards opened the door with military precision. Out stepped the same “useless” husband but now in a designer suit, wearing an air of command and confidence that silenced everyone. The truth had finally surfaced: he wasn’t just rich, he was the wealthiest man in the world, a hidden titan who had chosen a quiet life for reasons only he understood. The mother-in-law turned pale. “Please,” she begged, trembling. “Don’t leave my daughter. We didn’t know who you really were…” Too late. The tables have turned, and the man once ridiculed is now the one holding all the power. But he doesn’t seek revenge, only justice and respect.

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.”