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Terry was a man who was willing to be poor and leave his luxurious life to marry the woman he loved. However, his wife cheated on him with another man. In addition, his wife asked for a divorce and left him for his mistress. While he was down, the family who had abandoned him came back to Terry and asked him to return home. However, Terry, who was hurt by past events, certainly refused the offer. On the other hand, Daniel, who is his father's enemy, offers to be his heir. He promises to help Terry get revenge, both on his ex-wife, his ex-wife's mistress, and his family, especially his father! Will Terry accept the offer? And what drastic changes will Terry make to get revenge on the people who have hurt him in the past? "I'll make sure you're ruined and begging for mercy from me when I'm successful! Insult me all you want for now. But wait for my revenge. I will repay you a hundred times more painfully than you did to me!" Terry said.

I was a disgrace to the Prestwick family—a poor, unwanted son-in-law they wished their daughter had never married. She had chosen me for my looks, but now, even that wasn’t enough. She wanted out. A divorce. To erase me from her life and marry into wealth like her family had always intended. But I loved her. Despite the insults, the humiliation, the way they treated me like dirt beneath their feet—I refused to let go. That was my biggest mistake. Frustrated by my defiance, my brother-in-law took matters into his own hands. He killed me, tossing my body into a cold, dark river, leaving me to sink into oblivion. I should have died. I did die. But before I took my final breath, a man appeared before me, cloaked in shadow, his voice like a whisper from the abyss. "What is your last wish?" I should have begged for revenge. I should have cursed their names. But all I wanted was one more chance. One more chance to live. And so, I was granted life again. But I was no longer the same. My soul was no longer my own. My body was no longer mine to control. Because I had been reborn as something far more powerful. I was no longer John Prestwick. I was the Devil himself.

“Get a grip?” Xander laughed bitterly. “I had a grip—until she left me with nothing.” Once a mocked son-in-law, Alexander "Xander" Cage lost everything when his wife betrayed him. Love, home, family—snatched away in a single day. Now, he’s out for revenge. And nothing will stop him… not even the woman begging on her knees to be taken back. But as Xander climbs back to power, forgotten memories start to haunt him—visions of another life, another self. A shadow with his face. What if the biggest betrayal didn’t come from her… but from his own blood?

“Aria, don't make me lose it. I’m talking about Ethan. Our three-year-old son who is living abroad.” Max reminded her. “Umm…Max, I get that your pocket is empty, but does your brain have to be empty, too? I mean, how could you believe in the existence of a child you’ve never seen? Like how?” Aria asked, seemingly stunned by Max’s dumbness. Max, still not able to comprehend the situation, asked, “So, are you saying our son is not abroad?” “Dumbass, she’s saying there is no son! There have never been! Gosh, how are you so slow?” Ava wondered, shaking her head in disbelief. ***** For three years, Maximilian Stratford, the CEO of PetroVista, a trillion dollar oil and gas group of companies, hid his identity to win a challenge against his grandpa's. For three years, he lived with his in-law, enduring insults and humiliation. For three years, he loved blindly believing in the existence of a son that doesn't exist. For three years, he worked hard to provide for the child, doing menial jobs he had no idea existed until now. Now he knows everything and is ready for revenge against his wife and her family …but they was a reason his grandpa gave him such a challenge, which he failed to realize in those years. What is the reason? Will he ever be able to find out and properly get his revenge?

I grew up with nothing just me, my mom, and the empty ache where a father should've been. I’d always thought he was some nameless stranger, long gone and dead. Then, right after I claw my way into this elite university on scholarship, my world shatters. Turns out my father wasn’t some faceless nobody he was William Cross, a billionaire, one of the world’s wealthiest men, and now he’s dead, leaving me his empire.It should’ve been a blessing, but it’s a curse. The “System” he left with his legacy gives me skills I desperately need but at a cost agonizing pain that feels like it’s tearing me apart from the inside. And now, as I stand alone, surrounded by powerful enemies who want me destroyed, I realize that inheriting billions might be the thing that finally breaks me.

I thought love was supposed to be my escape—but it became my downfall. The girl I gave everything to, the one who promised forever, betrayed me with a smirk and a kiss... meant for someone else. Not just anyone—but the heir of a billionaire empire. And when I walked in on them, shirtless and laughing, I wasn’t just heartbroken—I was humiliated. She didn’t even flinch. She just said, “You never had a chance.” And the whole campus agreed. Poor. Powerless. Pathetic. That was me. I hit rock bottom that night. I wanted it all to end. But the universe had other plans. A strange light filled my vision, and suddenly, a screen appeared before me: [Activate the ‘Destiny System’? First Task: Spend $5 million in 72 hours. Rewards Await.] At first, I thought I was hallucinating. But then the money came. Real. Tangible. Endless. Now, I have resources that could shake the world—but so do my enemies. And they’re not just rich. They’re ruthless. Every step I take, someone tries to pull me down. But I’ve changed. I’m no longer that helpless kid begging to be loved. I have the system. I have the drive. And I’m not just going to take revenge— I’m going to rewrite the game. Not only am I having the power of the system but I am also the lost heir to the system wealth. The only question is: What will I lose in the process? Do I have to take revenge or seek out something more than just teenage revenge?

Silence. Like a nice bucket of shhhhhhhhh. Everyone shut the effing fudge UP! That's all I've ever wanted. *Sigh.* But silence comes in different flavors. There's mint - the peaceful kind that wraps around you like a blanket. The kind I chase at 2 AM. I've cried once. Just once. With a bucket beside me, watching heroes with super suits and impossible strength tear each other apart. Somehow that feels less broken than my reality. Then there's the suffocating silence at school. Not an ice cream flavor. This one tastes like metal and shame. High school is my personal hell. Empty wallet, empty lunch tray, empty seat beside me like I'm radioactive. Empty soul on Wednesdays because middles are always the worst. *The usual.* But Emily made the silence bearable. Mint-flavored again. Until she broke something between us. *Snap.* One moment she's whispering secrets with me, the next she's weaponizing them. She scattered my private thoughts, added her own twisted lies. The betrayal burns hotter than the stares drilling into my back. I went from invisible to spectacle. Being a ghost feels like luxury when you're dodging spit balls and "accidental" lunch trays. But somewhere between my third panic attack and contemplating switching schools... *Something shifted.* Like in those games you play, when your character suddenly glows and the screen flashes: "New Skill Unlocked" And it wasn't just in my head. I tested it. Small things at first – a pencil moving across my desk when I focused hard enough. Then books. Then someone's lunch tray right as they walked past Emily. *tap tap tap* I used to think rock bottom was the end. *Well ladies and gentlemen,* it's just a really messed up spawn point. And now? I don't stumble from cliffs anymore. I swim in gravity, and dive head first.

Julie’s expression hardened, her desperation transforming into a steely determination. "If you really love me, you would do this for me," she insisted. "You have nothing to lose, Jason. But for me, it means everything. My career, my future... It’s all at stake here." Jason Grey felt the weight of her words pressing down on him, a crushing pressure that made it hard to breathe. He loved Julie deeply, but the idea of sacrificing himself for her crime was unthinkable. "Julie, this is insane," he said, his voice strained. "You’re asking me to throw my life away for something you did. I can’t do that." After taking the fall for a crime his wife committed, Jason was released from prison after five years. Upon returning home, he found his wife in an intimate position with his best friend. Feeling betrayed and heartbroken, Jason confronted his wife, only for her to show no remorse and reveal her intention to divorce him. Just as everything seemed to be going wrong for Jason, he received a phone call from a woman who revealed his true identity: he was actually the son of the owner of a multi-billion-dollar enterprise, and his real name was Jason Tempest. Now, with a new identity and a renewed sense of purpose, Jason vowed to take revenge on his wife and best friend for their betrayal. However, he also needed to prove himself worthy and adapt to the cutthroat world of business.

The dying star pulsed, it’s heart on the verge of collapse. Twelve figures, cloaked in unimaginable power, stood amidst its final throes. On one side, six beings (the angels) blazed with light so intense, it dwarfed the star's dying brilliance. Across from them, five figures (the demons)exuded a chilling darkness, a black hole's silent hunger, their very presence accelerating the star's demise. And in the center of this cosmic ballet of light and shadow, stood Reaper. He seemed to absorb the dying star's essence, his form cloaked in a darkness deeper than any of the others, a living embodiment of the star's final, terrible scream. But then, the things discussed were by no means simple, the fate of the world was resting on their soundless star toppling discussion. The intensity of the conversation loomed above the star like an omen of death, accelerating it's death even further. Suddenly, the figure in the middle broke the sacred rule, yelling in a language that speaks for all, his voice was like the rushing of a mighty wind. I Reaper, will dethrone and destroy that God, make him pay for neglecting us all and if you don't join me, you will all suffer the same fate. The faces of the angels and demons -a vortex of light and darkness- went grim as they moved to strike down the tyrannical being. But before they could, Reaper, the demon of death and chaos was gone. Our story...begins here.

The era of Lorenzo, the devoted boyfriend, was over. Reborn from those depths was a man forged in the fires of humiliation and betrayal. A man whose sole purpose was to make Michael and those who had wronged him pay...in full.   One way or another, this city would be mine. And those who once mocked me would kneel at its feet, forced to bear witness to my ascension.   ****   Little did Lorenzo, now known as Vicario, know that his wish for vengeance would be granted the night he vowed retribution against those who had wronged him.   After spending some years building a fearsome reputation abroad after a humiliating past in his home city, he returned to exert his rage.   However, he uncovered a startling family secret his mother had kept hidden—a revelation that threatened to derail his single-minded pursuit of revenge.   As he navigated this newfound truth, would the formidable figure he had become be shaken? Or would unearthing his origins only fuel the flames of his vowed retribution? Or would his descent into the darkest recesses of his past prove to unearth more than he bargained for?     In this gripping tale of one man's thirst for payback, loyalties will be tested, secrets exposed, and the depths of vengeance explored.