Divorce Romance

[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."

The youthful prodigy of the Alliance, the Necromancer Kyo the Deathweaver, is dead. But he was not slain by the illness that haunted him. Killed mercilessly by a traitor to the alliance he had sworn himself to, during a war between that same Alliance and the corrupt dogs of the Maburh Empire. He died for nothing, but he did so valiantly. Another youth taken by war. So why is it that he is awoken, 50 years later? Why is it that he finds a world where the Alliance lost and the traitor that slew him is hailed as a Hero? Why is it that he finds a world that does not remember his name? That won't do. That won't do at all.

"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.

Anatoly Maksimovich Dushny, a sixth-year student at Pacific State Medical University thinks he has his life figured out. Graduate, become a doctor, escape poverty. The path is hard—endless lectures, hospital shifts, impossible exams—but at least it's predictable. Then one ordinary day, everything goes wrong. At first, it seems like bad luck, the kind any medical student might face. Embarrassing, frustrating, but manageable. It isn't. The problem keeps growing. Every attempt to fix it makes things worse. Strange coincidences pile up. Mysterious people start watching him. Innocent mistakes turn into dangerous conspiracies, and he slowly realizes that someone—or something—is pulling the strings. Blending dark humor, escalating mystery, and nonstop misfortune, this is the story of one spectacularly unlucky medical student whose worst semester is only the beginning.

Arthur Vance was always looked down upon he was literally below the wealth chain….and also married to a business woman. To save his dying mother , Arthur Vance pleaded to be assisted to save his mother …but his wife responded with a divorce paper thrown at him and mocked by his wife’s new rich fiancé. Making him homeless and having no place to go and limited time to save his mother. He’d activated [Ding! Infinite Cashback System Activated. For every dollar spent, receive 100x cashback.] Where every money he spends he gets 100x cash back making Arthur a very powerful figure overnight. Having the power and wealth ….Arthur will make sure he gives hell tp everyone who ever looked down on him. Starting with his wife and her lover.

My name is Tobe, and I am just a poor boy from the Mainland slums. In our city, a massive concrete wall separates the poor people from the rich elites who live on the Island. The rich have everything: wealth, high-tech weapons, and powerful magic guilds. We have nothing but dirt and rifts, dangerous tears in reality that let monsters crawl into our streets. To keep my fourteen-year-old sister, Amarachi, safe, I worked myself to the bone. But the Island elites do not care about people like us. They tricked me. They used my family, took our blood, and left us to die so they could unlock a dark, legendary power called the Calamity Core. But I did not die. Instead, I woke up with a blue digital screen floating in front of my eyes. The system gave me a unique power that no other hunter has: Sovereign Necromancy. With every monster I kill, and with every corrupt elite I strike down, I can command their souls to stand up and fight for me. Every shadow I touch becomes my loyal soldier. Now, the rich elites are hunting us down to steal the core inside my sister's chest. But Amarachi is not a helpless child anymore, and I am no longer a weak boy from the slums. With an army of shadows at my back, I am breaking through their walls. I will protect my sister, destroy their corrupt guilds, and make every single billionaire pay for what they did to us.

A story of a cruel undying villain, Malachi who was reincarnated 300 years into the past after being killed by the Heroes. With his dark necromancy power coupled with his unmatched wisdom, and battle experiences, he seeks vengeance to those who wronged him in the past and the presence. Heartless and not knowing the concept of morality, Malachi only care about his own.

"Give your mask to Mike. He's important. You're just a firefighter." Derek removed his mask. Carried them both down three floors. A beam crushed his leg. His wife walked away without looking back. He limped home. Found Mike in his pajamas. Erin cooking steaks she never once made for him. "Do you love me?" "You gave me credibility. I gave you a life you couldn't afford. A fair exchange." She slapped him when he asked for divorce. Not because she loved him. Because his timing ruined her keynote speech. A wildfire swallowed an entire county. Derek walked into the deadliest sector. Nobody expected him to survive. Erin ordered sushi with Mike. But Derek didn't die. He pulled a stranger from a burning house and shielded him with his own body. That stranger was Jerry Black. The DNA test confirmed the impossible. The firefighter she left to die was the missing heir to a quadrillion-dollar empire.

Synopsis: Twenty seven years old Ethan Allen gotta a divorce from his three years old contracted wedding, after been maltreated and slaved by his contracted wife and inlaws. Things went tough, until a sudden day which he transformed from grass to grace and promise to make those who maltreated him pay for their price. 

“Do you even know what you’re worth?” Alex Morgan lowered his head as his CEO wife, Vivian, threw a contract onto the table. “You’re just an employee. A useless husband who has achieved nothing.” Alex had spent years standing behind Vivian, supporting her career, sacrificing his own dreams, and helping her build her company. Yet when he finally closed a $10 million deal, she gave all the credit—and a $100,000 bonus—to another man. “Lucas deserves it. You? You should be grateful I even married you.” Those words broke something inside Alex. He quietly placed his resignation letter on the table. “Then congratulations, Vivian. You’re finally free of your worthless husband.” She laughed. She had no idea that Alex had just inherited his grandfather’s fortune. No idea that the “broke employee” she looked down on secretly controlled billions in Bitcoin. And she certainly had no idea that the man she had humiliated was about to become a trillionaire. For years, Alex had swallowed every insult. Now, he would make them pay. “I begged you for love once.” Alex looked at Vivian coldly. “Now you’ll beg me for mercy.” When the man she called worthless returns as a billionaire—and her biggest business rival—Vivian finally realizes the husband she threw away was the most valuable man she ever had. But by then, Alex has already made his decision. He doesn't want his wife back. He wants revenge.