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"A coffin?" Alex mocked, his laughter echoing through the hall. "For me? You should’ve brought one for yourself, lunatic."Alex Carter’s cruel smirk wiped clean with a blade to Charles Carter’s screams as he loses more than just his pride, Jack is a man on a mission."You laughed at me when I was down," Jack says, his voice calm but cold. "But now, you’ll remember my name—for the rest of your short lives."Once, Jack Sullivan was a name whispered with respect and fear—the legendary commander of the Iron Wolf Battalion. But a devastating betrayal left him broken, his memories shattered, and his enemies triumphant. Reduced to a mentally impaired shell of himself, Jack became a laughingstock, mocked by his in-laws and dismissed by the powerful elites of Havenwood. "They called him a fool, a servant, a man broken beyond repair. Now, they’ll call him their worst nightmare." But Jack isn’t a fool anymore. His memories have returned, and so has his unrelenting thirst for justice.

Immortal Emperor Dao was tricked into believing that capturing the wheel of time and space would fulfil his longtime wish of having children and a Dao companion of his own, but he ended up losing his original body, and his soul travelling through space into Earth possessing Old Ye who has eleven grandchildren. "Grandpa, I lost my job because my Boss instructed me to tell you to sell the Old Ye property" "Is your boss tired of living? Don't work for him, a Boss like that isn't even worthy to be the shoe carrier of Emperor Dao's grandson" "Grandpa, My husband's family want me to divorce my husband because I couldn't give birth to a child" "Is just giving birth to a child, I will give you a pill that you will give birth to triplet, are they worthy to be in-laws of Emperor Dao? They should be burning incense to their ancestors for getting such an undeserving opportunity" Heaven above and Earth below, who can make prideful Emperor Dao lower his head?

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.

She slipped off the engagement ring, her voice cold. “You’ll never be the man I need,” she said, walking out and leaving me broken. Years later, as I stood successful and untouchable, she begged for my help. My heart ached, but I turned away. “You made your choice,” I whispered.

The only successor of the royal family is forced to live a life as a slave for five years, to learn the true meaning of life and to build his eternity, not knowing how to beg or be at someone's mercy, this prince had a very hard time even finding food, "those weird conditions are killing me, can't he just pass the throne to me without these stupid ailments" Alan gritted his teeth in anger. But his life becomes more of a hell when he was forced to marry a princess of a small kingdom, just dust under his feet. Knowing that he is just a slave, her family, and other royals mock him and torture him with all their strength, but what will happen if his identity as a successor of the throne of the greatest empire is revealed... Will they be able to stand before him... How will that princess react when she'll find out that her husband whom she thought was nothing but a slave is a prince and is going to succeed to the throne...... Watch out for his journey through the magical world of the cultivation and his growth from strong to strongest.

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.

In the underworld of ruthless power and unforgiving loyalty, I made an oath that would bind me for life—a blood oath sealed by vengeance, desire, and a woman who became my most dangerous weakness. They call me a monster, a king in a kingdom built on violence and fear. But I never asked for this life. I only wanted to survive. Then she walked into my world—fiery, untamed, and brimming with secrets. Our bond was meant to be temporary. A flash marriage. A simple alliance in a world where trust is a currency no one dares to spend. But with her, everything changed. The Mafia doesn’t forgive, and neither do I. She’ll learn that soon enough as I drag her through a storm of betrayal, bloodshed, and passion she never expected. Our marriage may have been a lie, but my hunger for her is very real. Now, we’re both trapped by an oath we can't escape, each step we take pulling us deeper into a world that only one of us will survive. And in the end, the savage honor I live by might just be the death of us both.

The last strand of patience I had snapped into shreds when she chose her ex-lover’s son over our dying daughter. Now she paraded around smiling, flaunting him like a trophy, while I was left with nothing but the cold, lifeless body of my child. This wasn’t about hurt anymore. It wasn’t even about pain. She’d stolen a soul from me — and she would feel every atom of what I felt, and more. “I want a divorce.” “That’s not happening. You and I are in this together,” she screeched, eyes boring into mine, searching for the man who always bent to her will. “You will sign the papers,” I said, every word a quiet stone. “Make me!” I stepped closer. My hand closed at her throat — delicate, trembling under my grip — and forced her to meet me. “Sign the papers,” I whispered, voice low and cold. “Or I’ll make you suffer so that even our daughter hears your screams from six feet under.”

Three years ago, he gave up on his massive fortune to lead a reclusive life in the countryside with his mentor. Three years later, he returns over a marriage agreement. To his surprise, the engagement is called off. "Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a quack doctor from the countryside! How can you possibly be worthy of me, the Dragonia's first goddess of war?"

"Come on, waiter," Tom taunted, his voice dripping with contempt. "You should lick it up while it's still cool," he added with a sly chuckle as his friends eagerly removed their phones to capture August’s humiliation for their amusement. August was devastated, the money he had been saving for the past eight months barely amounted to $180. How would he muster $800 to spare himself from this humiliating ordeal? Stooping that low to lick the liquor on the floor was an option he rather succumbed to death sooner than consider.  "Please, give me until tomorrow. I'll find a way to borrow the money and pay you back," August pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice. But Tom was not having it with him. “No waiter, everything starts and end today. If you are going to pay me the money then is going to be today and right now, or I will have to force you to lick up the liquor”. August's devastation intensified as he realized the gravity of the situation, this was not optional like Tom presented it the first time. His intentions were clear; he did not at all cared about the money all he wanted was to have August lick the floor for their amusement.