Fantôme

Anger, hatred, sorrow, grief, despair. Who would have thought that my happy-go-lucky life would turn out like this within a day? My parents, dead. My family abandoned me. The world ostracized and treaded over me. The Goddess- cold, strong, and against me. And finally, my weak self, the only potential-less in the world of overwhelming Potential-bearers. Just one step and everything would be over... or so I thought. My Discord ID- Elixer_Yuu#5328 The credit for the cover goes to... I don't know who it is. Anyway, if you are the artist, contact me and I will give you the credit.

After enduring three years of marriage to an unfaithful wife, Ethan Sinclair's world shatters when he catches his wife, Maya Reynolds, in a compromising position with his boss, Tony West, a shareholder at Uber Organization. The betrayal leads to a tumultuous confrontation where Maya requests a divorce, setting the stage for a night of unexpected discoveries. In a twist of fate, Ethan learns that he is the heir to an ancestral legacy. As the divorce is finalized, Maya, consumed by regret, returns seeking forgiveness and a second chance, pleading, "I was wrong. Can you please take me back?" However, Ethan, haunted by betrayal, delivers a resolute response: "It's too late."

"Here are the leftovers for you, hurry up and finish them!" Marcel glanced at the plates filled with scattered rice, chicken bones with a little meat still attached, and vegetable soup with only the soup left. "Eat on the floor, as usual." Marcel looked down and looked at his wife, Shirley. "You have the nerve to tell me to finish your brothers' leftovers?" asked Marcel in a protesting tone, as he frowned reluctantly at the plates. The oppression Marcel experienced made him want to end his life by downing his parents' formula. However, instead of dying, he was transformed into a powerful being! Will his wife's family apologize?

Betrayal is the only truth that sticks... Ryker Steele, a C-Grade interstellar bounty hunter was left for dead by the very people he worked for. Drifting in the endless void of space, he was beamed by an unknown cruiser and found himself in the care of a peculiar man. "Let's conquer the cosmos together and along the way, you'll have your revenge on the association." He receives a power unlike any other from a mysterious being. Will he get his revenge? Or will he find a new purpose in his life? Join Ryker as he sets out on his adventure spanning several galaxies. *Cover art does not belong to me*

"H...How could you do this to me!" Joshua's voice cracked as he felt the cold sting of betrayal wash over him. He stood there, witnessing another man slamming into his wife. The woman whom he had sacrificed everything for, and yet she was naked with another man. "Oh my God, Joshua! Can't you see I'm busy?" Elizabeth yelled, biting her lips to hold back her moan. "Get out, you pathetic bastard!" She spat, and the man behind her smiled at Joshua, making his world crumble. I will make them pay! I will burn their world to the ground!!

Brooklyn College, the most expensive college in The United States. The school is unique for it's gloominess. It is known to be attended by students from prestigious family who control the teachers instead of the other way round. Theo Thomas Tucker, Triple T. The most notorious and popular student. Son of the State president. He's also the leader among their school gangs. An incident occured in the college, whereby a student was murdered, investigation was carried out but there was no traces of the murderer and there's no suspect because it was a clean one. Sebestian Luca, the head of the detectives in CALEA. A very ruthless one to be precised. He does anything. Wanna know who his weakness is? Follow for more by coming along with me into Brooklyn university.

A young man woke up to a world of magic and endless possibilities. He was transmigrated. Great! Only that he now had three huge problems. One, he had no memories of his past. Two, he was a villain destined to die no matter the outcome. And three, the heroines were all kinda... should he say, obsessed? Yeah, he was fucked. [Note] No Yuri. Conflicting emotions of MC due to loss of memory for the first part. Huge plot twist, so don't fall for whatever you see. NTR? probably not, or maybe. Beta MC? Big No. Harem? Yes! Don't ask me how but I'll make it possible.

"You think you built this empire, Sarah? Without me, there would be no empire." **** David Blackwood has spent years in the shadows, being the silent architect of his wife’s success. While Sarah basked in fame and fortune, he worked tirelessly behind the scenes, crafting the empire she proudly claims as her own. But when Sarah demands a divorce and tries to cast him aside, David decides enough is enough. Armed with the truth—and proof of his contributions—he steps out of the shadows to reclaim what’s rightfully his. In a battle of power, pride, and betrayal, who will emerge victorious? And when the truth comes to light, will the empire David built crumble or thrive?

"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 ]

“Take him to my room and strip him naked!” She said, "I need him to be presented to my family first thing tomorrow morning" This is the biography of Marco Luca,the pauper. After stripping and doing different jobs to give his girlfriend the life that she desired, But guess what? She broke up with him on live TV and picked her rich boss over him.Now Luca found solace and got drunk in a club only to end up as a pawn in another game of wealth. Now he is a prestigious son-in-law treated as trash, but when an old man tells me his real identity, he is no longer the pauper stripper but Lord Ercole!