Ciúme

I was born the third son of the empire's most powerful bloodline, destined to be nothing. No magic, no talent. Just a weakling, a stain on my family's name. My older brothers awakened powers that could shape kingdoms, while I was mocked, ignored, and treated as disposable, and in my family, weakness isn't forgiven. In my awakening ceremony, I nearly died, but the magic system changed my life forever! 'Forbidden System Detected. Condition Met: Host on Brink of Death. Initializing Evolution Protocol…' A power long sealed within the royal bloodline chose me, the powerless one. A system that feeds on my pain, breaks the limits of my body and soul, and evolves me beyond what this world allows. No magic? It will create one. No talent? It will forge one. No future? It will build one. I will become the one whom they have never seen coming!

"Yes Daddy!" She groaned yet again as my palm hit her bottom for the sixth time. "That's good, I want to make your ass permanently red and you won't be able to sit down at work for days." I paused after the eighth spank and ran my palm over her reddening cheeks. "You have a lovely backside. I think I'm going to have to spank you quite often to keep you in check, and I'm looking forward to doing just that." **** Reincarnated... Yes I might have. System? No I didn't get that thing... But I got something better, a talent that let me make love with women and grow stronger! Watch me rise to power while building an army of women through the multiverse, parallel universes and beyond! For this is my calling!

"You stopped being useful to me ever since that time! You couldn't even buy me a common Hermès Birkin bag. The 11th Lowry edition jewelry was my biggest fantasy back then! You couldn't get it for me. You made my friend steal the spotlight and buy it! You made her steal my shine! I hated you with all of my heart." Her face had turned red, flushed with hate. "It was such a big relief that you went to the prison. I was able to finally get rid of you." She chuckled as she stopped talking. Slade's ex-girlfriend, whom he had gone to prison for, yelled in his face. He had just caught her getting engaged to someone else, yet no remorse. Little did she know. The pushover ex-boyfriend she used to know died in the prison. The Slade standing in front of her is a new BEING! A god that all the powerful men cower before like cornered animals!!!

Edgar, a young slave, gets slapped into the creepy valley of vipers, a place of utter darkness. His failure to return might not end the world full of freakish cultivators, but it would mean Fabby, his elder sister, has to spend her slave life alone among smiling predators that threaten her life and honor. But how can a cripple and an inexperienced Edgar survive the fall, then climb the valley that not even the most heinous criminals of the world would choose for a hiding spot? Even if he somehow does, will he continue to live as a slave, or will he fight for his and his sister’s ‘freedom’- the word a slave never even dared to whisper and live another day? Will Edgar keep swimming in suffering, or will he sink his teeth into the sharks that surround the siblings? “One day, I’ll set up an inn, and people will call me the Lady Innkeeper Fabby!” said Fabby, with her pretty nose turned up a bit. “Sounds cool, but what about me?” the innocent younger brother, Edgar, pulled her skirt and asked while licking on tamarind candy. “You’ll be a waiter, of course,” she assured. “Eh? Waiter?" his cute little expression warped very fast. "No, I don’t want it.” “You won't be a regular waiter but the head waiter!” “Still, no,” he shook his little head a little too quickly. “Why don’t you be the head waitress, and I’ll be the innkeeper!” “Huh? Then what’s the point of me dreaming of becoming an innkeeper, you idiot!” she caught his ear for a good bit of twisting. "Ow, ow, ow!"

He did not care if the prayer stole precious seconds from the timer. Between speaking to God and the damnation the system promised at zero, there was no question which came first. “Dear Lord,” he murmured, “Ye who see all hearts and weigh all sins… hear me now as I stand at the threshold of damnation. What I am about to do is cruel and unforgiving. A stain no river may wash from my hands. Yet, if this evil must be borne so that greater horrors may perish, let that burden fall upon me. “I know the gates of Hell stand open before my feet, and should this act be the step that leads me through them… so be it. Let history curse my name—if by my damnation, others are spared. “But Lord…” he continued quietly, “when the trumpets sound in the final days, when the dead rise and judgment cometh upon all souls, I ask only this of You: do not forget that I once wept for what I became. Do not forget that I hated the necessity of my hands. Don't forget that though I walked willingly into darkness, I did so that others may remain in the light. And if mercy exists even for the damned… then let me be counted among those shown pity. “For the sins I commit in Your name, for the evil I embrace in pursuit of a righteous end, and for the soul I surrender this night… I beg Your forgiveness.” He lifted his gaze and fixed Vir Ossium a death stare. “... Amen.” —————————————— Kael was just an ordinary guy—until the night he died. But instead of staying dead, he is thrown into a brutal death game. The rule is simple: Be the last Kamen Rider standing... by any means necessary.

A hero must be compassionate, selfless and courageous. But that isn't all. Because a hero must also be powerful. In this world, power is everything. Strength decides who gets to save lives and who's left with community service. That’s why I was nothing — a rank 50 E-Class reject, skating through the streets, saving what little I could while the real heroes battled gods and monsters. Then one day, I died. Almost. Dragged into the abyss, I was given a second chance: the Forever Core. An armor that evolves. A system that never stops adapting. Every battle, every hit, every mistake, I come back stronger. Now, the monsters that once crushed me can’t kill me the same way twice. I must adapt. Evolve. I must grow stronger and fight harder. Because humanity is worth fighting for. Even if I have to burn every villain alive to prove it.

Blurb She believed the lies. Her mother made sure of it. One moment, I was her husband. The next, I was a monster in her eyes — a poor man accused of hurting the woman I loved. They threw pictures in my face, forged proof, and handed me divorce papers. And she, Sally, stood there in silence. Not a word. Not a tear. That was the day I died — and a king was born. Years later, I returned richer, colder, and untouchable. The world now bows to my name. But my revenge is just beginning… until Yvonne Wells, a scandal-tarnished model, storms into my life. She was supposed to be my contract girlfriend — a shield against the chaos. I never meant to drag her into my storm, but she became the only light that could calm it. Now, the same family that destroyed me is crawling back, desperate to rewrite the past. But I’m not that broken man anymore. I’m the king they abandoned — and this time, I give no mercy.

I reincarnated into a harem game that my best friend loved, my past memories are of a young gay man that was killed tragically by a drunk driver. I am now Yuki Aikyo a young aristocrat in the Romance Fantasy ++ universe. Follow me as I try and find romantic capture targets, avoid the pitfalls of pretty women and try to make it to high school.

Jeffrey Miles had a good life up until the time his physique got activated, The Fate Broken Physique. The Physique was not a physique but a curse. Fate was always against him and those close to him suffered or died in one way or the other. His lovers dead, unborn children dead, friends dead. He tried and tried so many times to fight against Fate but how could an average human win against Fate. But what if he became a new being, a being with immense potential, would he finally be able to defeat Fate and break his curse. Witness Jeffrey's cultivation journey as he went from a normal human to a Defying Paragon. * This story is a slow paced novel by the way.* For those who want to support me, please support me on Patreon: p-a-t-r-e-o-n.com/user?u=54454179 That's the link above. Meganovel bans the word Patreon, so I have to use p-a-t-r-e-o-n. Just remove the lines in between the word p-a-t-r-e-o-n to get the right link.

Izzie Brown held a young boy's hand and dragged him excitedly, calling out for her father, "Dad..., I want you to meet someone," A middle-aged man with a dark blue stunning suit turned to them, "Who is this, Izz?" She was so excited and came near to him, "Dad, that's Steven Tyler, I told you, he is my love" That man with the suit looked at Steven, rolling his eyes from the bottom to the top of his hair. "Izz... I thought you were just kidding, never did I expect that you would come with a trash like him", Izzie interrupted him, " Dad, that's harsh....how could you...?" "Then what else do you expect me to call him?" "But..!!" "Shut up and get him out Izzie, don't dare date him again," "Dad, listen to me, he is a military man, Dad please, I love him..." Izzy's father glared at the young man while his jaw clenched. He called his men and asked them to throw Steven out, and held Izzie back. Steven was humiliated by her father, just because he was a poor soldier, but the fact was something more..... He promised himself that he will make them pay for their deed and for sure he will, a soldier never stops.... not in a battle, not in life... He became the one at the top.. then counted their days to make them pay. Read Steven's life from leap to top....in this book. Thank you for reading. Happy reading. Please leave a review to let me know about my work.