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Ethan Carter stood outside City Hall, staring at the empty entrance for the ninth time. Nine promises. Nine chances. Nine humiliations. His phone buzzed. “Ethan, something came up. Let’s postpone… again.” A second later, another message arrived—this time, a photo. Her. Laughing. Wrapped in another man’s arms. Ethan let out a quiet, bitter laugh. “So this is what I meant to you…” For three years, he had given everything—his loyalty, his dignity, his future—believing love would eventually choose him back. He was wrong. “From today,” he muttered, eyes turning cold, “I stop begging.” What no one knew… The man they mocked as useless… was never poor. A single call changed everything. “Young Master, it’s time to come home. The trillion-dollar empire is waiting.” Ethan closed his eyes briefly, then smiled—calm, distant, untouchable. “Good,” he said. “It’s about time they learned who I really am.” The next time they see him, he won’t be the man who waited. He’ll be the man they can never reach. Because this time… he’s not returning for love. He’s returning as the Trillionaire Heir.

Cai Arrows was the definition of a "dud." Sent away at the age of five for his defiant nature and stubbornness too unreal for a 5-year old, he spent fourteen years on Qilan mountain. While other disciples mastered the elements, Cai was only good at three things: being stubborn, sweeping floors, and climbing trees. He was the family’s greatest shame, forgotten by everyone but the Master who tolerated him. ​But when the Patriarch of the Arrows Family suddenly summons him back to Lume City, a near-fatal accident on his way to the city changes everything. Instead of dying, Cai awakens. ​Now, the "talentless" exile has returned to a city built on greed and hidden spiritual rot. With a single black bead and a power he doesn't fully understand, Cai has already done the impossible: he brought the Patriarch back from death’s door. But in Lume City, being a billionaire isn't enough when spiritual entities hunt in the shadows and your own family is more dangerous than any demon. ​Armed with a rich legacy and a terrifying new Sight, Cai begins an unstoppable ascent. In a world of fake masters and selfish elites, Cai might be able to show them that the most dangerous person in the room is the one who has already been to hell and back.

[Mature Content(R18)]+[Harem]+[OverPower MC] Ethan’s life could be summed up in just a word: ordinary. He lived a dull, uneventful life. He grew up, went to school, then took a normal office job. His only hobby was reading smut stories, where he could vent himself through his fantasies, only to wake up the next morning and continue his ordinary life. But after being laid off due to staff reductions, a truck accident ended his life on the spot. Was Ethan’s story over? No. System A07 appeared and told him that countless versions of himself in countless other worlds were being suppressed. He had endured the manipulation and restraint of the Will of the World for far too long, and now was the time for him to rise up. The one holding the script of those foolish villains who were doomed to exit early had awakened. Saphen now held the script in his hands, leaving the so-called male protagonist with no chance to shine. However, there was a problem. As for the system’s reward, it claimed to be compensation for all the years he had endured. In every world, he would encounter a different wives. A cow girl, a CEO girl, one after another… And his side mission was to conquer them and satisfy them. Oh? So the nighttime knowledge he had accumulated would finally have a chance to be put into practice?

“Don’t make a scene, Marcus.” Sophia’s eyes, always so cold, flicked over him as if he were an unwanted stain. “A Saintess can’t be sullied by a man like you. Keep your distance.” For three years, Marcus Steel was a ghost in his own marriage. His wife, worshipped for her holy power, never let him near—not even a touch, not a night together. Yet every gathering, she let Alexander—her so-called ‘brother,’ his former best friend—rest his head in her lap, her hand stroking his hair, their laughter intimate and careless for the world to see. “Does it ever bother you?” Marcus whispered one night, desperation thick in his voice. “That you give him what you never gave me?” Sophia only smiled, distant as ever. “Alexander needs me. You… you’re just my duty.” When the earthquake shattered the banquet hall, Marcus reached for her through the falling debris. “Sophia! Please! Just take my hand—help me!” But her golden barrier was already around Alexander. She didn’t even look at Marcus as he screamed, “I’m your husband! Don’t leave me—” “I can’t save everyone,” she said, voice like ice. “Alex is injured. I promised to protect him.” As rubble crushed his body and hope faded, something ancient awoke in Marcus. Flames danced in his blood, power surging from the pain, the betrayal. From the ashes of humiliation and heartbreak, a dragon roared to life. Marcus Steel is dead. The Dragon King rises—and the Saintess will beg for mercy she never showed.

One night that’s all it took to turn Ethan Morrison from the Morrison family’s "good-for-nothing black sheep" into a man with nothing left to lose. He stumbles home late ready to surprise his fiancée for their anniversary only to catch her tangled up with his half-brother the golden boy their father adores. Before he can even process it his old man shoves him out the door sneering that he’s "embarrassment trash" who never belonged in their home. And when he races to his mom’s grave to fall apart in private he finds it dug up flowers trampled headstone spray-painted with lies. They think he’s gone for good that he’ll crawl away and die in some gutter where they figure he belongs. But then a black SUV pulls up and the driver says three words that change everything: "You’re a Kidman." The richest man alive just found his lost grandson. Now Ethan’s back in the city dressed in custom Italian suits and moving with the kind of power money can’t buy. The same ball where they humiliated him a year ago he’s walking right through those doors. Every single one of them who spit on him who hurt him who desecrated the one thing that mattered they’re about to get a front-row seat to exactly what happens when you mess with the true heir. They called him worthless. Now they’ll either kneel or get knocked flat on their faces.

Roman Walter had been humiliated for three years. A garbage collector. The company joke. Married to beautiful Mira Donaldson, who grew to despise him. On their third wedding anniversary, Roman carried a secret. Millions saved. A card that could restore Mira’s stolen company. He was ready to reveal everything. Then he walked into the office. Mira’s best friend Mario was on one knee. Diamond ring gleaming. Proposing to Roman’s wife. She said yes. In front of everyone, Mira destroyed him. Their marriage was forced, she claimed. He was poor. Worthless. She wanted an open marriage to be with Mario, the vice president’s son. Roman signed the papers without a word. Hours later, a Rolls Royce crashed through the parking lot. A stunning woman emerged, calling Roman “boss.” She revealed his true wealth. Millions in gifts prepared for Mira. Luxury cars. Designer everything. A penthouse. All of it waiting. If Mira had stayed one more day. Mira refused to believe it. Just tricks from a desperate man. Back at the office, the mockery continued. Coworkers blamed Roman for lost bonuses. Mira painted herself as his victim. Then the CEO made an announcement. Roman Walter was now chairman. Majority shareholder. He’d just invested twenty million dollars. The room went dead silent. Every person who’d insulted him now worked for him. Mira stood paralyzed, watching her mistake unfold. Mario’s face drained of color. Roman surveyed them all with ice-cold eyes. His revenge had only just begun.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

BLURB They killed him for being weak and not to expose them Big mistake. Ethan Hardy was the invisible man, the loyal employee, the devoted husband, the guy everyone walked over. When he caught his wife in bed with his boss, they didn't just betray him. They murdered him. Strangled him. Dumped his body in the ocean. But the ancient seal embedded in his chest had other plans. Now he's back from the dead with powers that shatter concrete and bend reality. The forgotten heir to a hidden empire of awakened warriors. The inheritor of a sentient artifact that whispers secrets of unimaginable strength. Revenge is just the beginning. His enemies wanted him gone. Now they'll beg him for mercy. He won't give it.

"He died in prison." That's what they told the world after poisoning his father, murdering his mother, and framing Alexander Kane for attempted rape. Uncle Robert and stepmother Victoria thought they'd buried their problems along with the broken boy they left to rot in a cell. They were wrong. Five years later, the city's elite gather at a red-carpet banquet to meet the mysterious War God—the general who single-handedly won the nation's greatest conflict. Alexander Kane walks in with a coffin. "Good evening. I believe I was invited." The room freezes. Victoria drops her champagne. Robert's laughter dies when Alexander kicks open the coffin, revealing a corpse and ringing phone. "Where's your guard dog now?" "He's in the coffin." One by one, the liars fall. Bones break. Secrets bleed. When even General Hawthorne drops to one knee, calling him "Sir," the city finally realizes: The boy they buried returned as the man they fear. Now it's time for blood, justice, and retribution. Every debt will be paid. Every traitor will kneel. Because Alexander Kane didn't just survive prison—he conquered death itself.

He died as the Emperor of the Underworld. He rose as the disgrace of his enemies. Don Vittorio Valdieri, a mafia legend feared for half a century, was betrayed and died at the height of his power. But death was not the end. His soul awakens in the body of Leo Ravelli, the grandson of his sworn enemy, a failure scorned by all and nearly destroyed by debt. In a modern mafia world that has evolved into a shadow corporation, Leo Ravelli slowly reveals fangs he was never meant to possess. Armed with the memories, strategies, and cruelty of a true Godfather, he rebuilds an empire from within the body of his own enemy. When old traitors resurface and a bloody war erupts once more, one truth becomes clear. A Godfather can die, but his power never truly leaves

Marco Deluca died a nobody. He woke up in a world of awakeners, mana cores, and noble families who treat commoners like insects. His body? Unawakened. His future? Garbage destined for the gutter. But he brought something back with him. The Infinity Money System. Now every gold coin he spends becomes power. Every luxury purchase accelerates his growth. And when the coldest ice princess in the empire—Isabella Moretti, the A-rank prodigy who makes S-rankers tremble—calls him worthless trash? Marco drops one hundred thousand gold coins at her feet. "I can't fight you. But I can buy you." One man. Unlimited wealth. Zero cultivation. And he just made a deal with the most dangerous woman in the world.