Crush-to-love

"Oh my God! When last did you have a shower?! You reek!" He yelled pinching his nose to block out the smell. **** "Just go and die in a ditch or something!" **** "Exactly! Crawl back to whatever hole you came from!" **** "Of course not. I definitely don't know a dirty, poor delivery boy who slaves his ass off only to be paid little to nothing." **** "Oh! You idiot! You were meant to take it on the counter! Do I need to teach you everything like a child?!" **** He just wanted this world to end right here and right now. Enough was enough! When was he ever going to enjoy his life?! When?! He was miserable. He just wanted to die right now. Everyone hated Arthur Duderte, including the woman whom he thought loved him. Everyone turned their backs against him, until mother luck shone on him and he received news that he was the heir of the Duderte Empire... One of the biggest empires in the City. Now, he had the power to get revenge on those who had ridiculed him in the past.

Adopted at five. Betrayed at twenty-three. Carson was framed for crimes he never committed, then deliberately left to die by the stepmother and stepsister who called him family. With his final breath, Carson swore they wouldn’t get away with it. He woke up a year earlier—armed with a ruthless Harem System and the power to rewrite his entire identity. This time, he won’t be the pitiful orphan. This time, he’ll take everything… and every woman worth claiming.

Saint is the powerful heir of the dragon clan. However, he went missing a year back after losing his memories to the sinister act of the Seven Clans, a Council of the strongest clans that controlled the world. Maltreated by his new in-laws, and powerful figures in the City, an attempt on his life by Jack Sparrow in an attempt to win his wife over leads to the flooding back of his memories. Armed with the memories of his true identity, Saint sets back to take back what was taken away from him. With these people being very powerful people however, and figures hiding in the dark shadow veils of the city beyond the Seven Clan that controlled life on earth, his part isn't going to be a pretty one.

He toiled tirelessly across three part-time jobs, hoping to prove his worth to her, but in her eyes, he remained nothing but a 'lowlife.' Their fateful encounter at a restaurant ended in a brutal public humiliation that not only stripped him of his dignity but also his means of livelihood. However, in the depths of his despair, an old, forgotten phone and a startling revelation changed everything. Ethan Harrington, once thought to be an ordinary man, discovers his true identity as the lost heir to a colossal consortium. Now, it's time for the ultimate transformation, from underdog to quintillionaire, from rags to riches. Join Ethan on his journey of wealth, betrayal, deceit, and his quest for revenge on a world that once belittled him. They will regret it... soon, they will.

Lucas, a live-in son-in-law is mistreated and despised by his in-laws and wife. After he tries to question his wife's engagement to another man, he is beaten, forced to sign the divorce papers, and shot dead. But instead of being dead, a strange twist of fate lands him in the body of Nathaniel Hayes, the wealthiest man in the country, who has been in a coma for ten years. He wakes up to fortune and is fueled by a desire for revenge on the Ross family and everyone who had despised and shunned him. He vows to make them all regret. However, Lucas faces a dilemma when he discovers a threat to his new identity. Can he get even with his enemies while keeping his new life safe?

Jaai was a deadbeat son-in-law who was considered a stain to the honor of the Hullervard family.... ..... Imagine you've been slaving away all your life to please your wife... Suddenly found her cheating on you. Due to the suddenness of the event and some unforseen circumstances, you lost your balance on the top of a staircase and fell to your death... death? A powerful system saves you and gives you another shot at life... First thing, you left the hospital and went running to your mother-in-law's house to report the infidelity. But boom... you were said to have lost your memory... that the impact of the fall must have made you lose your memory... How will you take your revenge? Fight with all your might to prove that you've not lost your memory? Or Accept their claim and pretend to have lost your memory? With a system on your side, how hard can it be to use pretense as a tool of revenge, as you JOB your way to UPPER ECHELON...?

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.

My blood brothers shattered my Divine Core and threw me away to die in the mortal slums. The unarguably God of War is now a familiar figure to the world as the "useless" live-in husband of Ravenwood's coldest CEO, Aria Sterling. Kaelen Vance was the top predator of the secret supernatural world. After losing his powers, he is mocked by arrogant billionaires and despised by a wife who believes she wed a coward. But Kaelen is simply waiting his turn, secretly practicing an illegal, bloody art that he hopes to use to re-establish his broken foundation from scratch. As ruthless factions underground attack Aria's empire and threaten the only family that had sheltered him, they make a fatal mistake. The people who are out to kill her are unaware that the man who is sweeping her floors is a silent "trash" and the most dangerous man in the world. Kaelen has had enough of being a fool. He will save the wife who is slowly coming to understand his terrifying reality, and he will kill every arrogant young master, secret sect and traitorous Sovereign that stands in his way. They thought they killed a God. Now, he will make them bow to a monster.

When a reality-shattering tear swallows a Chicago subway platform, Raymond Vance awakens in Sector 404, a desolate, starless wasteland dominated by nightly monster waves. Every transmigrated human receives a basic Lord System to construct defensive outposts, but cosmic radiation corrupts Raymond’s system firmware. He gains the unique ability to build reality-bending fortifications and Eldritch weaponry without material resources—but at the direct cost of his own sanity. ​Forced into an active survival loop, Raymond must harvest resources and fresh water during the hostile daylight hours while defending his crumbling shelter against lethal mutant packs at night. Every territory upgrade drains his mental stability, triggering physical hallucinations, auditory torment, and manifestation of cosmic horrors in his peripheral vision. ​The stakes escalate rapidly when an organized army of level-five Ironclad Brutes blocks him into his sector. Rather than rushing his defenses, the brilliant Skull King initiates a strategic siege to starve him out. Trapped between a tightening military perimeter outside and his fraying mind within, Raymond is forced to adapt his system mechanics by sacrificing his own physical vitality and blood to reinforce his defenses. Dropping into critical sanity levels, Raymond must outsmart the giant army, conquer the shifting local terrain, and survive a forced arena teleportation to claim dominion over the entire valley.

Born and bred in the heart of Dansoman, Tero Mandem never had a silver spoon—just street smarts, scars, and survival. Abandoned by his father and raised by a market woman mother, Tero grew up in the cracks of Accra’s toughest corners: Lapaz, Mataheko, and the deep ends of Dancity. By seventeen, he had made his name feared. By twenty-one, he was leading a gang, living fast, and chasing fame through music, money, and madness. With his boys — Problem, O Don, O Von, Lovelone, and Biggie — they ran the blocks like kings without crowns. Studio by day, street by night, they were untouchable. Tero’s voice carried weight both on mic and in chaos. But the life came with a price — blood, betrayal, broken trust, and brushes with death. Fame wasn’t enough. The cheers grew quieter. The shadows got louder. When the streets turned cold and everything he built started falling apart, a moment came — in a police cell, heart racing, blood on his hands — where Tero saw more than the mess. He saw a man he didn’t recognize. And then, through an encounter he never expected, he found light. TERO MANDEM is a story of grime and grace. It’s the journey of a young Ghanaian man torn between power and purpose, sin and salvation, chaos and Christ. From backstreets to backstabbing, from betrayal to the Bible, Tero’s transformation is raw, real, and revolutionary. This isn’t just a gang story. It’s a redemption anthem. And when the street speaks, it speaks through scars — but also through the healing that follows.