Divorce Romance

He hid his identity just to help a family, but got divorced, mocked, and humiliated. He couldn't believe that the woman he so much loved and trusted will one day ask him for a divorce. However, he accepted and left, but on that fateful day, she lost everything. Nothing to burst about as she always does. She was left with no option but to run back to him to beg for mercy, so he can accept her back as his wife. This was after she discovered that he was the secret behind her success and the president of the Fredericks' company.

In a world ruled by holy knights and mages, an orphan grave-digger Kane is hunted as a heretic after accidentally raising the dead. He awakens the Necromancer King System, allowing him to command unlimited undead armies, steal souls for power, and turn any battlefield into his domain. From a hunted fugitive, Kane builds an empire of the dead, slaps arrogant heroes and noble families who branded him evil, conquers forbidden lands, and becomes the dark sovereign who decides the fate of nations. The living will learn to fear the king of the dead.

When the world encountered an apocalypse in the year 2678, demons and evil spirits Rose and dominated the universe, they captured humanities genius, killed and rendered everything on Earth useless. Earth remained a barren and desolate place in all sixteen Galaxy. However, when a child was born through the concept of Death itself, even the underworld feared his descent.

🩸 ULTIMATE NECROMANCER SYNOPSIS Kaelen was supposed to die. Crushed beneath the weight of a collapsing raid boss and his own piss-poor judgment, he welcomed oblivion like an old drinking buddy with a grudge. Instead, he woke up naked, undead, and holding a glowing black tome that whispered sweet apocalypses into his ear like a horny banshee with no sense of personal space. Now the world is his buffet, and death is just the starter. Armed with a god-tier necromancer class, Kaelen doesn’t build an army—he cultivates a fucking family of unhinged monsters. From Nyssara, his banshee lieutenant who flirts through evisceration, to Mourn, the disgruntled bone-construct with attachment issues, his undead legion is a trauma-bonded mess of love, war, and co-dependence. The gods have rules. Kaelen writes fanfiction about breaking them. Welcome to a world where magic is a drug, love is weaponized, and the word "cunt" is a comma.

Vivian Chase divorced Logan Mercer with a smile on her face and contempt in her voice. “You were never a husband, Logan. Just a burden I was too embarrassed to throw away sooner.” For years, Logan lived quietly by her side, letting her believe he was nothing more than a broke man surviving off her success. While Vivian built her glittering career, Logan stayed in the shadows—silent, patient, and underestimated. So when Vivian cheats on him with a powerful socialite and throws divorce papers in his face, she thinks she’s finally cutting off dead weight. “You’re nothing,” she sneers. “A useless beggar who got lucky marrying me.” Logan signs without hesitation, then looks her dead in the eyes. “You’re right,” he says calmly. “I was never meant to stay where I wasn’t valued.” Minutes later, seven luxury cars pull up outside. A line of suited men bow as Logan steps out. “Mr. Mercer, the board is waiting.” Vivian’s world shatters when she learns the truth: the “useless husband” she humiliated is the hidden founder of a trillion-dollar empire—the very man who built the success she claimed as her own. Now, the woman who threw him away will have front-row seats to the rise of the man she never deserved.

Joe, the marketing department staff, was constantly insulted and humiliated. He was always accused of using his wife to get the job. He just kept quiet until he finally couldn't hold back anymore. What happens next? Will everyone's views change after knowing Joe's true identity?

"My sister is dying and you are saying that you can't give my own money because you spend it on partying. You are not human but a bloodsucker vampire." Edward couldn't control his anger and yelled at his mother-in-law. "How dare you to talk to me like this? This is called the difference between a poor and a rich man who spoke like this to his mother-in-law." She didn't think once and slapped him in front of everyone. Edward gulped the insults and mocking till now but today he would do anything to save his sister. "If you want to save your sister then divorce my daughter. I will surely return the money!" She smirked as if has hit the jackpot today. "I agree to divorce, Roselyn."

Death was never meant to be played with — until he made it a game. Draven Kaine, once the Empire’s most feared necromancer, was executed for treason after raising the dead army that destroyed his own homeland. But when the veil between worlds cracks open, he awakens in his own coffin — alive, cursed, and bound to the ghost of the man he murdered. To survive, Draven must hunt the escaped souls that now haunt the living. Each spirit carries a secret piece of a greater puzzle — a game orchestrated by an ancient god who calls himself The Reaper King. Every round of this deadly game demands a sacrifice: a memory, a life, or a soul. But when Draven discovers the Reaper King’s final target is the woman he once loved, he must decide… Will he play by death’s rules — or rewrite them?

[Divorce + Hidden Identity + Face-slapping + CEO] For three years, Lucas washed clothes, cooked meals, and served the Carter family like a servant, hiding his identity as the sole heir to the world's richest banking family. He did it all for his wife, Lily. But on their third anniversary, instead of a "Thank You," he received a Divorce Paper. Lily sneered: "Lucas, you are just a useless man. I am now a manager, and you are still trash. We are in different worlds. Sign it, and get out." Lucas signed with a broken heart. But the moment he walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, a fleet of Rolls-Royces stopped in front of him. An old butler bowed: "Young Master, the strict training period is over. Please come home and inherit the Empire." ... Three days later, at a billionaire's banquet. Lily looked at the man standing on the stage, being worshipped by kings and presidents. He looked exactly like her ex-husband. She knelt down, crying: "Lucas, I was wrong! Please take me back!" Lucas looked at her coldly, holding a beautiful CEO in his arms: "Who are you? Security, throw this crazy woman out."

"If you bark for me like a good little dog, I might let you stay and sweep the floor. That’s all you’re good for anyway." "You couldn’t even afford a decent suit for my wedding. Did you dig that out of a dumpster? Oh, wait—maybe that’s your new home." Louis was insulted by his ex wife. He was standing his ex wife wedding, she has no regrets for cheating on him. But little did she knew the place where her wedding took place, the island was owned by Louis Kinder. He was trillionaire heir, not a pathetic lapdog husband.