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"Honey... Where have you been? Can you help me?" Glenn asked his wife; his body was completely paralyzed. "Don't 'honey' me, Glenn. I'm fed up with all this pretense. Why are you so stubborn? It would have been easier if you died in yesterday's accident..." Amber snapped, glaring at him, visibly frustrated. Glenn was surprised by his wife's words, and then Jason, his business partner, suddenly appeared and warmly embraced his wife. Glenn's world immediately crumbled. What betrayal cuts deeper than discovering those closest and dearest are the perpetrators? Glenn Smith knows it all too well. The revelation of his wife, Amber, deceiving him, fostering a secret love with Jason—his colleague—and Ethan not being his biological son but a product of their affair, shattered Glenn's world. The very individuals he lifted from poverty and elevated status stabbed him in the back. Yet, a life-threatening accident thrusts Glenn back in time to when he first encountered this deceitful duo; he seizes a second chance. Once a naive, unsuspecting man, Glenn now vows to metamorphose into someone unrecognisable, someone ready to retaliate against them!

"They should have buried me deeper." After a decade in a coma, Dr. Adrian Zhao wakes with a deadly gift: he can see how to kill with surgical precision. Now he’s hunting everyone who betrayed him, starting with his venomous ex-wife. But when the forbidden daughter of America’s richest woman becomes his only weakness, Adrian must choose, revenge or redemption. Medical genius. Hidden identity. Face-slapping vengeance.

Three years. That's what I got for playing the hero. For saving her, I was thrown in a cage, disowned by my parents, and betrayed by the woman I loved. Now I'm out, and the beautiful woman I sacrificed everything for looks at me with nothing but scorn. She has no idea who I've become. She sees an ex-convict; I see a woman who's about to learn a terrifying lesson. Making her beg is just the start......

“Sign the papers, Yemin. You’re nothing but a lapdog living in my house,” Katherine sneered, flipping her perfect hair. “You should be thanking me for keeping you around this long. Even my maid is more useful than you.” Her new lover, James Franx, smirked. “Man, I almost feel bad for you. Almost. Must suck knowing your only talent is folding laundry and giving foot massages.” The whole room burst into laughter. Yemin just stood there, silent. They called him a loser. A househusband. A pathetic joke. But what they didn’t know? The man they mocked owned the very restaurant they were dining in. The billion-dollar contracts they bragged about? His name was on every single one. And when the truth dropped, their smiles vanished. "Throw them out," the CEO of Ravol Company ordered, his voice cold. Katherine's jaw dropped. "W-What? No, this has to be a mistake!" James turned pale. "Wait! You don't understand! He’s just a nobody!" Yemin chuckled, finally looking them in the eyes. "You’re right, James. I was a nobody. But tell me… what does that make the fool who was just begging at my feet?"

"You're a church rat, Deigo. Poor and pathetic. I can't keep living with someone who can't provide for me. I should have listened to my parents when they warned me Deigo. You are a worthless waste of time, I should have never spared you a glance Deigo. I deserve better than you" Deigo felt numb, pained. "How can you say that? I've given you everything. Protected you, loved you... Our child..." Sophia rolled her eyes. "That child is not yours. It's Benjamin’s. And I'm tired of pretending otherwise. It’s time you face reality Deigo. People like you don’t belong in my world, you should be with your poor kind of people and not me, so please, let's save both of us the trouble and move on” Deigo's world shattered. ••• After being forced into a three-year marriage to protect Sophia's family, Deigo discovers she's pregnant with another man's child. Heartbroken, she presents to him a divorce paper, Deigo signs the divorce papers. Thrown into jail, Deigo vows to rise again and make them pay for their betrayal.

-What if heaven is not what is generally believed as?- . 21 Ascenders were chosen. Each with the utmost goal of attaining perfection.With the mindset of becoming the perfectionHe planned for.A young boy from Earth finds himself in another realm, strange voice in his head and so his adventure begins.———I didn’t choose this life. No, I’m supposed to be dead. Somehow, under bizarre circumstances, I find myself in Heaven.No, not the Christian biblical heaven or the Islam Paradise.No, I find myself in Orun,(Yoruba word for heaven) and it’s 7 worlds.In this place, the weak is chaff before the strong. And true strength can only be attained through pushing ones limit.In this 7 heavens, Nothing is impossible. Dragons, Masquerades, Vampires, Drakons and yes, Irunmoles exist.What I find about myself is that I am a sort of contingency plan, to carry out the legacy of The Mad Prime.He who was once an Angel but died an Arch Demon. The Fallen Legacy Of a Genius Being and by the Gods, his Legacy shall by me, Fall or Rise.I am Bayo, I am the Number One, FirstBorn Of my siblings and we have one mandate...ASCEND Through the 7 heavens and establish a new order, for our Patron, Trixius The Great!——————————-Cover image is Google sourced.Please RATE, COMMENT, VOTE. Inspires me much.Update schedule is 1 Chapters Daily.—————————

They called him Pauper Benedetti. The boy with three shirts, the charity case no one believed in. But when Marco returned after five silent years—he didn’t come back poor. He came back as the War God, forged in fire, crowned in blood, and wealthy enough to make billionaires tremble. He walked into Oriana Caruso’s engagement wearing a cheap suit and carrying a velvet ring box. He left with a wife. Just not the one anyone expected. Isabella Caruso—the quiet, unwanted sister—was the only person who dared speak the truth for him. While Oriana laughed, while society mocked him, Isabella stood alone. So Marco knelt before her with a pink-diamond necklace worth more than the entire ballroom. “Marry me,” Marco said, voice steady. “Why me?” Isabella whispered. “Because when the world pointed guns, you were the one who didn’t flinch.” Now Isabella wears the necklace society can’t stop staring at—while Oriana glares with burning regret. Because the War God didn’t just return wealthy. He returned powerful. And he’s not done. Billionaires will kneel. Families will fall. The world will learn exactly who Marco Benedetti is.

Kurono Ichiru is a student who died tragically in a traffic accident. A god appeared before him and fulfilled his wish to be reincarnated into his favorite game, the only problem is... "Huhh! That idiot god reincarnated me into a magic stone!" To make his life more sufferable, the tutorial villain finds him, and now the two of them must work together to stop their enemies from destroying the kingdom. A story of misunderstanding with the protagonist and the villain has just begun!

Adrian hurried to shake his head. “I swear I didn't do it! I would never hit Layla," He turned to his wife. "Tell him, Layla, tell the truth! Why are you even doing this to me?” Layla looked up with teary, mischievous eyes. "Officers, that bastard threatened to kill me if I kept on insisting that he sign the divorce papers," Her sobbing grew louder. "I'm tired of this abusive marriage. Adrian is a monster!” "Officers, what are you still doing when you should be arresting this murderer?!" Adrian froze immediately as his body recognized that voice. He turned around slowly to stare into the burning eyes of his long-lost brother, Ryan. What?! Ryan was back after all these years? Not only that, he had called the police on him? Great news or terrible news? ****** Adrian's once perfect life comes crashing down when Layla, the woman he loved and cherished so much orchestrated a lie to throw him into jail due to the return of her ex boyfriend, Ryan. After enduring abuses and maltreatment in jail, Adrian is set free on bail by his wealthy grandfather. Now he is the richest man in the country with a net worth of over ten trillion dollars. Would he let his enemies go scot-free or would he make them pay?

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.