Don T Bully Me Miss Nagatoro

Erin Sullivan was a child who grew up in a chaotic and broken family where his father Ricardo killed his wife Rebecca as well as his mistress Elizabeth. Erin was endowed with a cruel ability to control anyone’s mind and that brought him so much anger and hatred towards his father that he killed him using mental manipulation. A few years later, there was a boy living in the subdivision who was accidentally hit by a car by saving the life of a kitten as a result, he had so many injuries but miraculously survived and his checkup became clear after the accident so his family believed that the kitten shared it’s nine lives with the boy so it saved him from any disasters or accidents. Soon Erin and the boy named Albert Santos crossed paths at a funeral mass in a small chapel and there for the first time Erin was shocked and curious when suddenly a sense of danger came to his mind when he saw Albert but the days passed again, they never met again and Erin was not given the opportunity to introduce himself to Albert. Erin was able to attend high school at an exclusive university in Manila where he met Jessica, the second woman who captivated his heart but it wasn't easy when Erin found out that Jessica was just playing with his feelings and she didn't intend to accept his love and that’s what brought Park back to being a notorious killer, he controlled Jessica’s mind where he forced her to commit suicide along with her classmates constantly bully him. His murderous violence continued at the University until he and Albert crossed paths again at the same University.

Jimmy goes to surprise his girlfriend, the woman he loved and sacrificed for. He thought she shared the same love but Mirabel was done enduring his poverty-stricken love. Jimmy gets the shock of his life when he sees her with another girl. That night, he lost everything but a $20 million alert and a call from a strange number changed his life. His mother, whom he never knew, had returned, and she is the most powerful woman in the country. The poor orphan is no longer poor nor an orphan; he is out for revenge.

“Do you know who he is?” Aria whispered, her voice trembling. Her father scoffed. “Some nouveau riche fool trying to play king.” The man across the table smiled calm, sharp, untouchable. The room fell silent when he spoke. “It’s been a while, Mr. Elston.” The older man froze. Aria’s glass slipped from her hand. The name echoed in her head like thunder. Mikael. He leaned back, eyes unreadable. “Last time we met, you called me a waste bin.” “M-Mikael…” she stammered, her face pale. “Mr. Dray,” corrected the host beside him—her father’s new business rival. “My son-in-law and the current CEO of ValenCore Holdings.” The silence cracked like glass. Mikael’s smile deepened, just enough to sting. “Don’t worry. I’m not here to rebuild anything for you.” He paused, letting the words sink in. “I’m just here to watch what’s left… fall apart.”

Five years ago, Caleb Thorne vanished on the battlefield and was presumed dead. His family was ruined, his assets seized, and his sister forced to become collateral for a debt held by the most powerful banking family in Switzerland. They thought Caleb was dead. They thought the Thorne family was trash they could trample upon. They were dead wrong. Caleb has returned, not as an ordinary man, but as The Soul Sovereign. Within his pitch-black shadow dwell 10,000 soldier spirits known as "The Hollows," hungering for fear. When enemy guns explode in their own hands and billionaires begin screaming hysterically at empty walls, one thing becomes clear: The King has returned. "You ask the price of my sister's life? Unfortunately, your money holds no value in hell." Don't make him angry. Don't look into his eyes. And for God's sake, never touch his family.

In the cold, high-stakes world of European high fashion, Doni is an invisible man. A junior close-protection assistant from Southeast Asia, he is underestimated by his elite colleagues and overshadowed by his client, the temperamental global icon Cassandra Virelli. As they navigate a perilous trail from the runways of Milan to the aggressive media scrums of London, Doni's sharp eyes see what others miss: a lethal obsession creeping closer under the guise of publicity. In a world where one mistake means professional ruin, Doni must decide if he will remain a shadow or become the shield Cassandra never knew she needed—even if the cost is the heart he swore to keep professional.

Eighteen-year-old Chidi is the joke of the hunter community. While others blast monsters with lightning and fire, Chidi’s only job is picking up the trash they leave behind. Still, he works himself to the bone to buy expensive magic potions for his girlfriend, Amina. But during a dangerous dungeon raid, Amina and a rich bully named Tunde trap Chidi inside a crumbling boss room to save their own skins. Left to be crushed in the dark, Chidi’s heartbreak unlocks something forbidden: The Sovereign System. Suddenly, glowing blue screens fill his vision. He can see hidden stats, enemy weaknesses, and the evolutionary paths of every item on Earth. That rusty five-dollar blade in the trash? His system can upgrade it into a legendary sword of gods. The weak scavenger boy is gone. The Sovereign Overlord has awakened, and it’s time for everyone who laughed at him to pay.

Dylan Pierce spent five years as a mocked househusband, loving his wife and daughter while being despised for his “worthlessness.” On their wedding anniversary, his ambitious wife Rachel demanded freedom, wealth, and a life without him. So Dylan gave her exactly what she wanted… a divorce. What Rachel never knew was that the man she humiliated was the true heir of the Sterling family, the most powerful financial empire in the city. When Dylan returns to his rightful place, power follows. Contracts are canceled. Fortunes collapse. And the woman who once trampled on his dignity realizes too late… She divorced the man who could have given her everything.

With a father-in-law who is a chronic drunkard, a nagging mother-in-law that hates his guts, a wife who takes pride in her public cunt and a superior that steals all credits any chance he gets, Levi Lloyd feels his life couldn't get any more miserable. Merging with the antique ring was an accident but his life was about to transform with the strange powers it offered. Shameless In-laws, slutty wife, haughty superior; they will watch in regret as he races to the top. ------- I'll update 1-2 chapters daily!

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.

They buried me with thirty-one bodies that weren’t mine to carry. I let them. Four years of silence. Four years of small and quiet and almost human. Then I walked into Roy’s house and read his death like a page from a manual I wrote with my own hands. That was their mistake. They didn’t just wake me up. They gave me a reason.