C Berman Fear Street

Matthew stood there, trying to keep his emotions in check. "I did everything I could for you, Rachel. I sacrificed so much—" She cut him off with a bitter laugh. "Sacrificed? Please, you barely managed to keep up with my lifestyle. I had men lined up, rich, powerful men, who would’ve given me the world. And I turned them down for you. What a joke." Matthew’s hands clenched into fists at his sides. "I loved you, Rachel. I thought we were building a life together." Rachel smirked as she zipped up her designer bag. "Love doesn’t pay the bills, Matthew. Love doesn’t buy the things I want. And frankly, you just couldn’t keep up. So, I’m moving on—to someone who can." As she headed toward the door, she paused to deliver one final blow. "You’ll never be more than what you are right now—a pathetic, broke man with nothing to offer. Enjoy your sad little life, Matthew. I know I will." Matthew Donovan has always been underestimated. Betrayed by those closest to him and left with nothing, he discovers that his family’s exile is over, and he is the heir to a vast business empire. As Matthew steps into a life of luxury and influence, he faces new challenges, including a vengeful ex-girlfriend, her scheming brother, and a world of deceitful elites. But when a bomb explodes at a high-profile party meant to announce his return, Matthew realizes that his journey to reclaim his family's legacy is fraught with danger. With secrets unfolding and enemies lurking in the shadows, Matthew must navigate treacherous waters to protect what is his and uncover the truth behind the attack.

Three years ago, Ethan Walker disappeared without a trace. Now, he’s a nameless laborer scraping by on menial work, with no memory of who he used to be. But when a striking woman tracks him down and calls him young master—the missing heir to one of the country’s largest conglomerates—everything he thought he knew begins to unravel. She gives him a black card with no limit, a ring that once belonged to his late mother, and a truth too powerful to ignore. That same day, his ambitious wife demands a divorce, claiming he’s unworthy of her success. Humiliated and heartbroken, Ethan walks into the bank to prove the woman’s wild story wrong—only to discover a fortune that could buy the city itself. The man everyone mocked as worthless is, in fact, the one they should fear the most. When Ethan Walker remembers who he is, the world that betrayed him will kneel.

Jian Lei is the shame of his village, a nineteen year old with no spiritual root, mocked by elders and abandoned by his own clan. When bandits raid his village and kill the only person who ever believed in him, a dying flame buried in his chest ignites for the first time. That flame is the last fragment of the Infernal Sage, a being who once tried to burn down the laws of heaven itself. Jian Lei is thrown onto the cultivation path, hunted by sects who want the flame, courted by prodigies who fear it, and slowly falling for a woman whose family may have helped bury the Sage's name a thousand years ago. To save the people he loves he must claw his way from mortal dust into a force strong enough to make heaven answer for its crimes.

Three years ago, Orion Blackwood lost everything — his home, his name, and the family empire that ruled Moonhaven. The noble houses conspired against him. His fiancée, Elysia, betrayed him. And the world left him to die in flames. But the man they buried wasn’t a corpse. He was reborn — as the War God, a legend feared across continents. Now, Orion returns to Moonhaven not as a broken heir, but as the man the powerful dread to face. His first mission: protect Isabella, the daughter of his family’s most loyal servant, and her injured father, Cyrus, both tormented by the same people who destroyed the Blackwoods. From the gutters of Moonhaven to the marble halls of the elite, Orion begins his silent war. Each enemy falls — The Rook Family, The Quinn family, The Strider, and finally, Elysia Ashton, the woman who sold his bloodline for glory. And when he walks into her wedding carrying a coffin, everyone learns one terrifying truth: The War God has returned to bury the living.

For eight years, Adrian was invisible on purpose. He was the husband nobody introduced at parties. The man Brenna hid from every important room, every powerful table, every conversation that mattered. He cooked the meals. He raised their daughter alone in every way that counted. He absorbed the insults, the mockery, the quiet humiliation of being called useless in his own home — and he never said a word to defend himself. That was never weakness. That was patience. Then, on the one night Brenna finally pushed too far — smashing plates, screaming that he and his daughter were nothing but dead weight dragging her down — Adrian didn't beg. He simply signed the divorce papers, asked for nothing but his little girl, and made one phone call he hadn't made in years. By morning, hundred luxury cars line the street outside his door. Grown men who run empires drop to their knees in front of him, calling him "master." A family more powerful than anyone Brenna has ever met has been waiting years — just for him to come home. Now the same people who mocked Adrian at galas and hotel lobbies are about to watch their world collapse in real time: contracts cancelled, reputations shattered, careers ended, all in the space of one single day. He doesn't have to raise his voice. He doesn't have to lift a hand. He simply has to exist in the room, and everyone who ever underestimated him will do the rest. Adrian was never the broke, forgotten husband they laughed about behind his back. He was the man an entire city had been quietly waiting to bow to — and he's done staying quiet. They spent eight years underestimating a king. Now it's his turn to remind them exactly who he is.

My wife ended our marriage with a smile and a disconnected oxygen tube. Her rich lover and my own family watched me die. They celebrated when it was over. I was the husband nobody wanted, sick, poor, and in the way. So they removed me. Permanently. But some graves are not as deep as they seem. And some silences are just the calm before the storm. I’m coming back. And this time, I won’t be begging for my life. I’ll be collecting theirs.

"Pardon?" Keegan pinched the bridge of his nose. "We were supposed to do this subtly, Eva. You don't just drop this kind of news like a bombshell." Eva didn't look remorseful. "He needs to know the truth." "Truth? What are you talking about?" Travis asked. Realizing Eva's hand was still in his, he withdrew it. Keegan shifted his gaze to Travis. He sighed and took out his phone. He said as he typed. "This is the DNA test result we carried out with your sample." He handed him the phone. With a frown, Travis's eyes scanned the screen. His eyes widened. The results stated that their DNA samples matched. How could he be a child of the Novaks? *** Travis's life was pretty much ordinary and average until one fateful night took the life of his adoptive father. He woke up in a mansion and they told him his biological father was the head of the Novaks, one the most influential family in the country. But it isn't a dream come true. Is he ready for the dangerous game of wealth, betrayal and secrets that comes with this new heritage?

To the vast majority, the concept and understanding of death was not very welcoming. To them, death was the end of life, the power to destroy life and the end and destruction of all hope and happiness. To those who had given up on life, it was like the first rain of the year; A kind shower that ended the heat and suffering of their miserable life. But to the Quinn Family, death was none of these. Their understanding of death was a whole new definition, and wasn't something that the ordinary man would easily come to terms with. To the Quinn's death meant transcending to a whole new world, they didn't fear death like the rest did, rather they accepted it and sometimes called onto the Angel of death to heed to them. To the Quinn Family, transcending to a higher being was the purpose of living and this had driven the family into different acts that the society strictly abhorred. Everything concerning the Quinn's was termed evil to the extent that they word evil had been replaced by Quinn in their town

Vincent was poor, mocked, and treated like nothing in medical school. The people he trusted betrayed him, and the girl he loved left him for money. What they didn’t know was that Vincent was the hidden heir to a trillion-dollar medical empire. After graduation, he steps into his real life and takes control of his uncle’s hospitals. With the help of a mysterious elixir, Vincent becomes Doctor V, a man whose hands can cure diseases no one else can. His name spreads quietly, and powerful people begin to fear and respect him. As Vincent rises, he takes revenge on everyone who humiliated him—destroying companies, exposing secrets, and crushing his enemies one by one. Leena, the woman who broke his heart, returns to him desperate for help when her family falls sick, only to realize Vincent is no longer the man she once knew.

Bridget Arnold, he was born into a family with his father, passed on his unique skill to make puppets. But unfortunately, he experienced life during the war, leading to death. She has encountered a lot of heartbreaking events. He also had a chance to change his life. With the blood of a powerful ancestor in the family, he was brought back to life again. In exchange for this, he has gold hands and guidance systems. From there, the protagonist opens up an incredible development for the future. The main character is not a fanatic or a fan of the harem surrounding him. But his puppets... who would have guessed? Bridget Arnold likes to be a puppet. He likes to see all the warm and warm emotions in the world. The protagonist changes the world step by step. He has made puppets, and he has developed extensively throughout the five continents. Meet a man who hits a man, meet a demon, fear nothing!