Face-slapping

Rapheal lost everything. His identity, title and status when the real heir return and he is proven to be a fake. Switched during birth. Yet the Devereux family refused to let him go. They forcefully married him to his fake younger sister to retrieve his inheritance. Humiliating him at all turn. His face was ruined during a company riot when someone poured acid on him and the family's tax evasion was pinned on him. Raphael was sent to prison where he died. He wakes up two years before with a system that helps him secretly build wealth, while he hid his true capabilities. Then a old man appears with a gold credit card claiming to be his real family.

As a poor orphan, Lucas had endured nothing but scorn, humiliation, and contempt his entire life. For years, he believed that was all life was about—until he met Ariadne Brook. She became the light in his dark world, the kindness to the world's wickedness, his warmth in a cold world, and the love to the world's hatred. She was everything the world couldn't be. But the same couldn’t be said for her family. They were just like the rest of the world. Living with the Brooks, he was treated as nothing more than a servant—unpaid, ridiculed, and humiliated. Still, for Ariadne, he endured it all. Yet, every man has his breaking point. One day, Lucas reached his. And he left. For six years, he disappeared without a trace. It was almost as if he had vanished from the face of the earth. Ariadne waited until she couldn’t wait any longer. She was about to marry another. But then, Lucas returned. And this time, he was different. He was no longer the timid young boy she knew. Confidence radiated from him, as if he now sat at the top of the world. Lucas has sworn never to let Ariadne cry or suffer again. For she was his woman, the very reason he was still alive. The only reason he pushed through all he faced during those six years he vanished. She was there for him when the whole world was against him, and now he would be there for her! He would cherish and protect her. Even if it meant going against the whole world, for her, he’d gladly do it. If the world couldn't have angels, then for her, he would become the devil!

In a world where power and status are divided into brutal hierarchies from immortal clan lords to the short‑lived E‑level citizens **Liam Reagan** stands at the very bottom. Once the humble heir of a forgotten bloodline, Liam loses everything in one shattering stroke: his home stolen, his mother left to die, and his wife’s betrayal orchestrated by powerful elites. But far beyond his city’s borders, the ancient Reagan family one of the most feared immortal clans senses a spark of ancestral power awakening in a distant land. Their lost heir lives. Their bloodline breathes again. As the mighty prepare to cross worlds to reclaim him, Liam struggles in the ashes of his ruined life, unaware that his destiny has already stirred the gods themselves.

He isn't running from the pain anymore, he is farming it. In a world where Mana is birthright, Lin Feng is a "Nullity,” a social ghost destined for a short life of slavery in the prestigious Silver-Spire Academy. Until he unearths the Cursed Tablet of the Weeping God. Lin Feng has no affinity for magic. In a society of gods, he is effectively cattle. But the Tablet introduces a twisted celestial mechanic: The Misery-to-Might Gacha. He cannot cultivate power through meditation or stones; he can only "earn" spins by absorbing genuine suffering, physical trauma, and the sting of betrayal. While the world's elite hoard gold and spirit stones, Lin Feng hunts for humiliation. To the bullies of the Academy, he is a punching bag. To Lin Feng, every broken rib is a "Super-Rare" pull, and every public shaming is a step toward a "God-Slaying" reward that will turn the world’s hierarchy into a graveyard.

Marcus was the campus joke. His girlfriend cheated, his classmates mocked him, and Fred, the school’s million prince tried to erase him. But Marcus didn’t die, rather, he awakened. And when a top executive shows up to call him Boss, the entire school realizes the truth. The guy they stepped on is the true power they should have feared.

In his previous life, Jeremy died slowly at the hands of the woman he loved most. His wife poisoned him little by little, took everything he had built with his own hands, and before his final breath, he learned one truth more cruel than death itself, the son he raised was never his. But fate gave him a second chance. When Jeremy opened his eyes, he found himself ten years in the past, back to the days when he was still young, naïve, and blinded by love. This time, he won’t live for love. This time, he will live as who he truly is: the sole heir of the business empire he once abandoned for a woman’s lies. They once mocked him. Soon, they will kneel before his name.

"Oh shut up, please!" Olivia said dismissively without any hesitation, standing up and folding her arms to her chest. Jason looked shocked, his eyes moved to her, then to the others, who still hadn’t said a word in his defense. "Why have you chosen to be this useless?" she continued in a low growl. "You haven’t worked a single day since we got married. Maybe you just like sitting in that chair, being pitiful, and using it as your excuse for why you're a broke man." Jason’s teeth clenched. He wanted to defend himself, to explain again, but the moment he opened his mouth, Olivia raised a hand. "Don’t say a word, I’m not done. You think you can play the victim forever? My family paid for your therapy, flew you around the world, gave you access to the best doctors, and yet here you are, back with the same damaged spine and still sitting in that chair." She rubbed her forehead. Jason lowered his gaze, disappointed at her reaction but he didn’t talk.

“Don't embarrass yourself. It’s not like this is new.” Carlos dropped the bag and with each step he took toward them, the years of loyalty, sacrifice and love burned to ashes in his chest. His fist clenched involuntarily. “You were my brother, Robert,” his breath weakened with pain while his eyes gleamed. “And you... I was planning to marry you, Andrea!” “You?” Andrea snapped with a scoff, wrapping a sheet around her. “You can’t even pay your rent on time. You’re a delivery boy, Carlos. A nobody." Framed by His best friend and lover, Alex is forged by the experience gotten from his betrayal and misfortune into discovering his true identity and rightful place as a Seclair heir. And to take revenge on all those who were behind his misfortune with the help of the system whose golden aim is to make him the grand master of the SOLO SYSTEM.

For Neal, being a caregiver for the Nelson family was like signing into servitude. He did all he could to serve the family only to be abandoned and casted away. But Neal wasn't that useless orphan they used to know. He was the desired and most sought after man. The heir to the Beckman family. The legendary empire that controls 40% of the nation's wealth.

“I’m not here to stay her bestie, Aiden. I came back to New York to marry her.” Wesley slips a card from his pocket, holding it out like it’s radioactive. “This is me being generous. There’s a hundred thousand dollars loaded on it. Take it. Go home, pack your things, and disappear. I’ll tell everyone you left because life got too hard.” Aiden stares. Not at the money—he could buy a hundred of those cards without blinking—but at the audacity. Because if Wesley knew who he really was… He’d be the one begging to disappear. **** By day, Aiden is the fool. The humble househusband with a dish towel slung over his shoulder, humming as he mops floors, checks the stew, and gets barked at by his in-laws like he’s less than nothing. Everyone thinks he’s soft. Gullible. Replaceable. But by night? He becomes the man the city's richest fear. In a dark room filled with shadows and smoke, he gives orders—orders that no billionaire, no politician, no enemy dares question. They call him sir. But to his wife’s family? He’s still just the broke son-in-law. They don’t know the game they’re playing. Yet.