Forbidden Love

Julian gave up his wealth, his family, and his identity for the woman he loved. For three years, he lived as a mocked and humiliated house husband while secretly helping his wife rise to the top. But on their anniversary night, he discovers the cruel truth—he was never more than a placeholder in her heart. Betrayed and discarded, Julian finally walks away. What his ex-wife doesn’t know is that the “useless” man she looked down on is actually the hidden heir to a business empire powerful enough to crush everything she built. And now that he’s done loving her… He’s taking everything back.

Arthur Moore inherited nothing from his father except debt. At twelve years old, his life was destroyed when his father died after taking a $35 million loan using the family company as collateral. While the rest of the Moore family abandoned him to escape responsibility, Arthur and his sick mother were left behind to drown beneath crushing interest rates, endless labor, and humiliating poverty. For years, Arthur worked like a slave under the bank that owned his debt, enduring abuse, insults, and endless suffering just to keep his dying mother alive. Then one terrible night changes everything. Arthur discovers the truth his mother kept hidden from him for years: He is the sole heir to a hidden trillion dollar empire that controls world banks, corporations, luxury brands, and the global economy from the shadows. Overnight, Arthur's life changes completely. The poor delivery boy who was once treated like dirt is suddenly enrolled in Royal Elite Academy—the most prestigious and ruthless institution in the world, where students are ranked by wealth, bloodline, and influence.

Kael Dravon is an eighteen year old orphan living on the outskirts of Draven's Hollow, a small town built over ruins no one will explain. He has no family, no cultivation ability by every official measure, and no place in a world that ranks human worth by spiritual power. He has survived on isolation and discipline alone. On the morning of the Ashveil Order's tri-annual recruitment visit, something shifts inside Kael during his daily meditation. A seal of ancient origin fractures and releases a cultivation base so immense and so foreign to the known elemental spectrum that it destroys the Order's examination crystal on contact. The Order, alarmed and intrigued, takes him as an outer disciple. Within the Ashveil Order, Kael is immediately targeted. Daven Sorrel, the Order's top genius and the son of a senior elder, sees Kael as a threat to his standing and orchestrates a campaign of humiliation against him. Kael endures it with cold patience, studying the Order's resources, absorbing its techniques, and growing at a rate that defies every known cultivation model. As Kael rises through the Realms, he begins uncovering the truth buried beneath his own existence. His parents were not wanderers or commoners. They were the last surviving members of the Dravon bloodline, direct descendants of a lineage the Heavenly Dominion Empire declared extinct two decades ago. The Ashveil Order participated in their destruction. His entire childhood of erasure was not an accident. It was a containment strategy. The First Being's blood does not permit containment.

In a land ruled by strength and bloodlines, Alan Smith is a nobody, an orphan who can’t awaken any power. But fate twists violently the day he uncovers a forbidden relic buried by his vanished parents: the Heart of Nihros. What begins as a desperate journey to survive spirals into a destiny that threatens the balance of the entire realm. Alan learns the secrets of healing lost to time, the art of war drawn from gods, and chaos magic that should not exist. He gathers allies, makes enemies, and discovers that the world itself is a story being written, and he’s not supposed to be the hero. From weakest to warlord. From healer to harbinger. From forgotten to god.

They burned his home. They murdered his family. They executed him before the entire kingdom. They should have made sure he stayed dead. When Arthur Kensington awakens the forbidden Eclipse Ascension System, he gains the ability to devour bloodlines, steal powers, and evolve without limit. Now every kingdom wants him dead. Every ancient clan fears his rise. And every god watches from the shadows. But the deeper Arthur digs into the truth behind his power, the more horrifying reality becomes. Because the boy they condemned as worthless is no ordinary cultivator. He is the beginning of the end. And the Seven Realms are running out of time.

Sinopsis : In a world where the brilliance of a Beast’s aura dictates destiny, Kenzo Julian is a Zero, a worthless outcast born in the slums. But Kenzo possesses the Eye of Origin, a forbidden sight that reveals the pure genetic codes hidden within 'rotten' eggs discarded by the elite. While the corrupt Gold Dragon oligarchy rules with an iron fist, Kenzo is secretly hatching a primordial army from the trash heaps of the Empire. From a discarded Void Egg to the birth of a God-tier entity, follow Kenzo’s ruthless ascent as he shatters the social order. When the false light of the aristocracy fades, the true Architect of the Void shall rise to reclaim the world.

Dante had it all—wealth, respect, and a bright future as the heir to his family’s empire. But in the blink of an eye, he lost everything. Framed for stealing family funds, disowned, and left to rot on the streets, Dante became the world’s laughingstock. Even his girlfriend turned her back on him. Everyone called him a traitor, but they didn’t know the truth. Victor, his older brother, and Lucas, his cunning cousin, were the real villains. Victor bribed a witness to frame Dante, while Lucas poisoned their father to tighten his grip on power. Together, they destroyed Dante’s life to secure their own. But Dante wasn’t the type to stay down. Fate stepped in, as the Mafia overlord system was activated . In an instant, Dante went from rock bottom to untouchable. Now, he’s back, playing a game of revenge. He’s not just taking their money; he’s taking their empire apart piece by piece. Victor and Lucas will lose everything—clients, power, trust. They took everything from him. Now it’s Dante’s turn. And when he’s done, they’ll wish they’d never betrayed him.

They called him broke, useless, a nobody. Even the girl he loved sold him out for a flashy lifestyle he couldn’t afford. But on the night Vincent Morgan hits rock bottom, the truth about his bloodline shatters his old life—he’s the sole heir to a trillion-dollar empire. Overnight, Vincent becomes one of the wealthiest men on the planet. But money isn’t just power—it’s revenge served cold. With every dollar, he rises. With every name, he remembers. And now? He’s rewriting the rules of respect. You underestimated Vincent Morgan. That was your first mistake.

{~I am dominant with my fantasy power entry~} In a world where strength rules, Cain Ashford is just another background character, or so he believes. Enrolled in a prestigious academy for warriors and mages, he spends his days playing the role of a low-key side character while secretly fantasizing about running a shadowy faction… just for fun But unbeknownst to him, his every word shapes reality. He is the reincarnation of the Abyssal Tyrant, a legendary overlord feared across history. His former subordinates, now elite students, teachers, and operatives, have recognized him, and they’re determined to help him reclaim his throne. Meanwhile, an enemy from his past lurks within the academy, manipulating events to erase him before he regains his power. As Cain unknowingly outmanoeuvres his foes, his legend begins to rise once more. Will he ever realize the truth, or will he continue playing the greatest role of his life while unknowingly reclaiming his destiny?

They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade — my own sword, stolen during the battle — still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then...