Fake Heiress

Brad Jackson was a normal university final year student whose girlfriend just broke up with him on their department costume day. Maybe due to the sadness, Brad entered the wrong room, wearing a strange hooded cloak found in his late father’s closet. He didn’t realize that he just entered an occult meeting, but thought that it was another department having their costume day. One thing led to another and he became the chosen one that’d unify the supernatural world… but what would happen if they discover that he’s a fake?

Apocalypse came when a cosmic wave descended upon the world, devastating the human race and Chaos spread everywhere. In this Apocalyptic world. He who had ambition, an indomitable will and was a genius, he awakened a trash superpower after struggling for years. . . When all hope was lost and he was on the verge of Death, he took a gamble with everything he had against the one who come to kill him. . . . . Read the story to find out more :-P The Mc is Evil so read at your own risk.

Nicole Stanton, the richest young woman in the world, showed up low profile at the airport but she was immediately swarmed by reporters.Reporter: “Ms. Stanton, why did your three-year marriage with Mr. Ferguson come to an end?”She smiled and said, “Because I have to inherit my billion-dollar family fortune…”Reporter: “Are the rumors that you’ve been dating a dozen other young men within a month true?”Before the billionaire heiress could speak, an icy voice came from not far away. “No, that’s fake news.”Eric Ferguson stood out in the crowd. “I also have a billion-dollar net worth. Ms. Stanton, why don’t you inherit my family fortune?”

On his nineteenth birthday, the Hemsworth Family shamelessly revealed to the wealthy families in Arty City that Jeff is not only an illegitimate son but a fake son who isn't related to them by blood. They kicked him out of the family, telling the world that his family requested them to bring him(Jeff) back. The next day, his family who was said to be running a small farm in the village came to pick him up in an expensive car.

When my daughter, Lila Haye, was declared brain-dead, my wife, Emma Hayes, urged me to consent to organ donation. Consumed by sorrow and struggling to cope, I uncovered a devastating secret: Blake Thompson, Lila’s attending physician, was Emma’s ex-lover. They had lied about Lila’s true state to coerce me into signing the consent form, intending to save Blake’s own daughter, Sophia. The sight of Emma lovingly holding Sophia while appearing like a perfect family shattered me. In a rage, I confronted them, only to be pushed from a building, resulting in my death. However, I was mysteriously given another chance, finding myself back on the day of the consent signing. As I gazed at Lila lying in the hospital bed, I vowed silently that this time, I would ensure both Emma and Blake faced the consequences for their betrayal.

They buried his mother like a footnote. Stripped him of his name. Spat in his face and said he was "no longer part of the Morrison legacy." But Ethan Morrison didn’t break. He disappeared. Now, he’s back—wearing a tailored suit and carrying a blood-soaked legacy. At the grand banquet, while the Morrison family raises a toast to their fake success, he steps through the door and silences the crowd. “Security!” “Throw him out!” “He’s nobody!” Ethan’s voice slices through the noise. “You dare speak of legacy in front of the true heir of the Kidman family?” They laugh. Until Marcus Webb—the Kidman family’s ruthless envoy—goes pale and bows. Not to Richard. Not to Derek. Not to Vanessa. To him. “W-what is the meaning of this?” Richard stammers. Ethan smiles coldly. “It means I no longer need to kneel… because I own the throne you built on lies.” This isn’t a comeback. It’s retribution. And Ethan? He’s no longer the discarded heir.

Mason's life takes a sharp turn when he's falsely accused by his boss's spoiled daughter, leaving him with nowhere to run. But just when things couldn't get worse, his world is flipped upside down again—he’s sold to Olivia, a powerful heiress, who buys him to play the role of her fake fiancé in exchange for his freedom. It doesn't end there as a new figure emerges with the claim that Mason is actually the long lost heir to the Steele dynasty. Thrown into a world of wealth and manipulation, Mason struggles to navigate the new dangers and allure of his new life. As tensions rise and their staged romance blurs into something real, Mason finds himself torn between duty and desire. But as secrets unravel and the past refuses to stay buried, can Mason trust Olivia with more than just his heart? His life is no longer his own—and neither is his heart.

Stripped of everything in one brutal night ,his fiancée in his half-brother's bed, his father's contempt, his mother's grave desecrated—Ethan Morrison was meant to disappear. But when the richest man alive reveals Ethan is his lost grandson, the hunted becomes the hunter. They mocked him as worthless trash. Now the true Kidman heir returns to the banquet that destroyed him, ready to watch his betrayers kneel.....or break.

“A Thorne doesn’t bleed. We just leak the weakness until the diamond remains." Framed by his brother and betrayed by his fiancée, billionaire Adrian Thorne is left to rot in a brutal prison. But you can't cage a ghost. After a daring escape, Adrian discovers he is the pinnacle of a secret genetic experiment: Project Thorne. Now, armed with the "Ghost Protocol," Adrian returns to dismantle his enemies' lives. But as he hunts his betrayers, he discovers a terrifying truth. He has a twin, and the game is just beginning. Revenge is eternal.

“Don’t make a scene, Marcus.” Sophia’s eyes, always so cold, flicked over him as if he were an unwanted stain. “A Saintess can’t be sullied by a man like you. Keep your distance.” For three years, Marcus Steel was a ghost in his own marriage. His wife, worshipped for her holy power, never let him near—not even a touch, not a night together. Yet every gathering, she let Alexander—her so-called ‘brother,’ his former best friend—rest his head in her lap, her hand stroking his hair, their laughter intimate and careless for the world to see. “Does it ever bother you?” Marcus whispered one night, desperation thick in his voice. “That you give him what you never gave me?” Sophia only smiled, distant as ever. “Alexander needs me. You… you’re just my duty.” When the earthquake shattered the banquet hall, Marcus reached for her through the falling debris. “Sophia! Please! Just take my hand—help me!” But her golden barrier was already around Alexander. She didn’t even look at Marcus as he screamed, “I’m your husband! Don’t leave me—” “I can’t save everyone,” she said, voice like ice. “Alex is injured. I promised to protect him.” As rubble crushed his body and hope faded, something ancient awoke in Marcus. Flames danced in his blood, power surging from the pain, the betrayal. From the ashes of humiliation and heartbreak, a dragon roared to life. Marcus Steel is dead. The Dragon King rises—and the Saintess will beg for mercy she never showed.