Dominação Do Mundo

How will you feel when everyone rejects you? How will you feel when your wife becomes a Villain overnight? From something to nothing, Peter, a poor ordinary man, goes through hell when he lost all his Money. He moved to Los Vegas with his wife, where life takes an ugly turn. From being the favorite Son-in-law, he became the worst son-in-law. Disrespect and shame was his middle name. Getting desperate to make money, he was ready to do anything, but suddenly, there was shocking news that got revealed. What happens when a good man turns bad? Welcome to the world of Peter, The journey of a rejected a man.

"What do you think you're doing Harvey? How dare you walk into my room without knocking?!" Gracia angrily exclaimed as she got up from the bed while covering her half naked body with a sexy red lingerie, something she never wore in the presence of Harvey, her husband. Harvey's fist tightened, his knuckles white with tension as his teeth grounded against each other. This moment epitomized utter disrespect, and he will not tolerate it. "How could you do this Gracia?!" Harvey yelled. "Who's this young man, how dare he interrupt our moment?" The man she was making out with said,glaring disgustingly at Harvey as he got up from the bed, wearing only a boxer and wrapping his arms around Gracia's waist. *********** On the night of his wedding anniversary, Harvey was made to sleep at the stables as the affluent guests couldn't stand the thought of spending the same abode with him. Despite this, he woke up early to make breakfast for the same people who humiliated him only to find his wife making out with another man on their matrimonial bed! When he retaliated, she threw divorce papers at him and sacked his betrayed self out of her mansion. May the Lord bless the day he broke free from the Andersons. His life took a graceful turn when it was revealed to him that he’s the biological son of the most talked about mogul in the city! Now that he has not only money but power, he swears on his mother's grave to make all those who looked down on him, wipe the very dirt on his shoes with their tongues!

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]

I remember the day everything burned like a wound that would never heal. Flames stole my family — my parents were ripped from me, my little brothers and sisters turned to ash — all because debts bled our name dry. They came in the night with torches and cold mouths, set our home alight, and watched the world I knew collapse into smoke. When I thought the world had taken its last piece of me, something — someone — stepped through the blaze. I could not tell if it was man or woman; the fire kept the savior's shape blurred and holy, as if the flames themselves had given birth to a protector. They pulled me from the ruin and vanished like a promise. For seven years I answered a different kind of fire. I joined the army and let the drill and the discipline burn the broken parts clean. My hands learned steel. My bones learned marching. My nights learned keeping watch. I learned how to turn pain into armor, sorrow into strategy. I was forged in training fields and battle lines until a new name fit me. I am Kaelor Thane now — not a child who once cried over ash, but a force that arrives on the war road without apology. They called me the God of War because I learned to move like thunder and strike like winter. I carry no mercy in my pocket; I carry only the weight of a debt to be settled. Those who think they can stand between me and what I owe will learn the hard truth: I do not forgive. I do not forget. I return to make the ledger even, and I will make them pay in ruin, pain, and a silence that remembers my name.

What will you do when you find out the woman who killed your parents, the woman you have vowed to have revenge against, is your mother? Devon was switched with his wife at birth by his murdered fake parents and was the rightful owner of the inheritance from his dead father-in-law. But will his mafia mother-in-law, who has hated him since day one, let him have it easy when she has been striving for her other son to get it all? "Hello, my name is Devon Nelson and I changed from fugitive to billionaire when I learned the truth. Unfortunately, my mother wants my life."

Evan Stone, a live-in son-in-law of the Reynolds family endured constant humiliation and embarrassment from them because of his poor status, even his colleagues treated him in disdain. After being tricked into signing the divorce papers between him and his wife, he was kicked out of the family. But things take a huge turn when he finds out he is the heir of the wealthiest and most powerful family in Metropolis Central, the Stone family. Now that his real identity has been revealed, what will he do with this newfound fortune? How will he repay all those who caused him suffering? Find out now on THE LEGACY OF EVAN STONE.

Despite being dedicated to his job for several years, Asher Parker, a master mechanic, continues to be looked down upon and mistreated. Asher is only paid below the minimum wage standard. As if fate truly hates him, Asher discovers that his girlfriend, who has been taking most of the money from his salary, has cheated on him and broken up with him. Amid his despair, Asher experienced something out of his mind. His life was about to change drastically. [RING!] [Do you want to accept the consortium system? Yes/No] [Open mission: spend all the money available to change your fate. Become a super urban man!]

Shawn Pendragon, a seventeen-year-old boy, was living an ordinary life on earth. He was a student at Jefferson High School. Just like other people, he had a low profile. He loved keeping things private, never posting on social media about what was going on in his life, and never trusting anyone, not even his own family and closest friends. That day, about one o'clock in the afternoon, Shawn and his best friend, Justin Meyer, were crossing the highway when a rushing ambulance suddenly appeared. His friend managed to survive, but he was unfortunately hit and died on the spot. That ambulance didn't have a chance to bring him to a hospital; he was brought to a morgue instead. "Where am I?" Shawn wondered when he opened his eyes and found out he was lost in the middle of nowhere. It was a place he had never been—the place where his new journey was about to begin.

Love, what about it? For love, Logan did the unthinkable, he did so many things all for what? Betrayal. Moved by love he rejected that which gives him power. He abandoned his own family, but in the end it was all futility and chasing after the wind. The woman he loved and married loves someone else, she deceived and toiled with his emotions for three whole years. Logan went through so many humiliations all for Love. Should he ever have a means to redeem himself, how would he react? What would he do to those who stepped all over him? Find out in this awestruck story by LADY E.

I want to create a kingdom where life is as convenient as I wish it to be. A comfortable world where everyone can laugh and enjoy their lives as much as possible. That's what I truly and honestly want. Ideals without strength are nonsense, and strength without ideals is empty, right? I'm a greedy guy, but I don't have an interest in seeking strength just for the sake of power, without the ambition to do something with it. But... "What are you saying? I'm the mastermind of the war between Dragons and Humans?" "Yes, Your Majesty. At that time..." "What are you saying? I am the mastermind of the Demon Race invading the central continent?" "Yes, Your Majesty. At that time..."