Gay-for-you

The Judge nodded and a gleeful smile formed across his mouth. "On the basis of the prosecutor and evidences, I declare Elijah guilty of sexual assault to Miss Chloe." Elijah looked at the Judge, his eyes as dead as last year's snow. He didn't say anything. "As punishment for your actions, Mr Elijah," the judge announced coldly and unforgivingly. "You'll be stripped of your inheritance from Lord Owen. You're hereby sentenced to spend the next eight years in prison with nothing to your name." The judge banged his gravel, sealing Elijah's grim fate. "You'll regret this," Elijah grinded his teeth bitterly, tears smarting his eyes. "I swear to God, I'll make every single one of you pay!"

"Congratulations, my Heir," a mysterious figure declared, "you have proven your worth, and you're now the Heir to the God of Healing and Medicine, Elandor!" Suddenly, I found myself in excruciating pain, hanging on the edge of a hill. The figure's words barely registered, and I felt like I was forgetting something crucial. Before I could make sense of it all, I blinked, and the pain was gone. My wounds had vanished, replaced by a newfound strength. There, around my neck, hung a gemstone amulet. I gasped as the amulet shone, flooding my mind with knowledge. "In the realm of healing, I'm the ultimate arbiter of life and death. As Elandor's heir, I command over ailments and the frailty of life. I am the embodiment of healing's power and authority." As memories flooded back, I realized why I was here. Darius Blackthorn, that treacherous scoundrel, had thrown me down this hill. "I won't let you get away with this. I'll have my revenge for all the pain you caused me. I'll show those Rossi family snobs who mocked me for being poor and treated me like a live-in servant. You'll regret ever looking down on me. I'm a god's heir, and you will pay for every bit of suffering you put me through." Fueled by rage, I stood there, determined to make them all pay.

Died as a virgin. Reincarnated with a big rod. ________________________ Ding! [You have acquired the bad luck system. The God of death sympathized with you for dying pathetically. You have been gifted with a divine rod. Your meat rod is the tool you would use to rise to the top. Grow faster and stronger to conquer all the beauties and face the tribulations of the world] _________________________ "Eh. Where am I? What! A bad luck system!" Trying to comprehend what had just occurred as strange characters appeared in his view. Vincent tried to talk and move his body but he realized that he was in the body of a baby. ________________________ Vincent Oswald, a popular hentai writer, and tentacles creator died in a tragic accident and reincarnated into another world. A dog-eat-dog world, a world of cruelness, a world where you could have your head rolling for a plate of meat soup. _________________________ Let's see how Vincent survives in this cruel world and strives for the top, as a boy that was born with a silver spoon. ======================== Elves+Demons+Vampires+Yandere+Op Characters and so many fantasizing things. ======================== Note: No NTR towards Mc.

Rosalie Jacobs had been married to Byron Lawrence for three years before finally getting a divorce. The entirety of Coast City frowned upon her as the outcast wife of a rich family.Six years later, Rosalie returned to the country with a pair of twins and became a world renowned miracle doctor.Countless people flocked to marry her.Suitor No. 1 said, "Miss Jacobs, are your children missing a father? What do you think of me? If you agree, I will treat them like my own."Suitor No. 2, "Miracle doctor Jacobs, I was blown away by your beauty and talent when I first met you. I would like the chance to love you to the best of my ability for the rest of my life. President Lawrence is blind to turn his back on you. I would never leave you!"Just then, a little girl appeared. She hugged Rosalie's leg and said, "Mommy, daddy has been kneeling on the washboard for three days and three nights now. He asked if you’d calmed down yet. If you have, he wants to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get remarried."

Franklin's poisoned hands touched the wall, and immediately, the snake-like venom with which his hands decorated crawled up the walls. Tightening itself over the blocks, making the little crumbles gather on the forest floor, dying along with everything around it, Franklin watched as his poison worked on the walls. “Stop, this is unlike you. You can always change yourself,” said a voice that Franklin did not acknowledge at first. “You don't know me. I was born for domination and conquering.” He said as though he was trying to convince himself. “You are a giver of life. What gives you the right to think like that?” The female's voice was angry now. She emerged from the trees to stand before him. “I am a feeder of light, nothing more. I will conquer all who thought I was weak,” Franklin said, seething with anger now looking at who it was. “You think you're so bold, follow me and let's find out,” Lily said as she started running the opposite way. She aimed to let him come jolting out of his reverie, and if she tried all, then so be it. With a growling snarl, Franklin stopped forcing the walls to come down and took off after Lily. He had the mission to eliminate her once and for all.

Constantine was once the God of Mercenary, feared and revered by all who knew him, but an accident on the battlefield cost him his reputation and stripped him of his title. Now he is simply Constantine Easton, a low rank security guard and the estranged son of a billionaire father that didn't want him. He is a man who likes staying at the bottom and living his life without the struggles of being at the top, but what happens when the only way to protect all the beauties around him is climbing to the top? "You think you can take what is mine because you're stronger than me? You don't know who you're dealing with." If life throws a bullet his way, he'll pick it up and shoot the hell out of whoever dares get on his nerves. If he had touched the sky before, then he'll go past the stars now. "Only I will be king."

"Oh my God! When last did you have a shower?! You reek!" He yelled pinching his nose to block out the smell. **** "Just go and die in a ditch or something!" **** "Exactly! Crawl back to whatever hole you came from!" **** "Of course not. I definitely don't know a dirty, poor delivery boy who slaves his ass off only to be paid little to nothing." **** "Oh! You idiot! You were meant to take it on the counter! Do I need to teach you everything like a child?!" **** He just wanted this world to end right here and right now. Enough was enough! When was he ever going to enjoy his life?! When?! He was miserable. He just wanted to die right now. Everyone hated Arthur Duderte, including the woman whom he thought loved him. Everyone turned their backs against him, until mother luck shone on him and he received news that he was the heir of the Duderte Empire... One of the biggest empires in the City. Now, he had the power to get revenge on those who had ridiculed him in the past.

What would you do if you woke up and decided to look out at the dawning morning only to see yourself still lying in bed? What would you do if your 21st birthday was the last time you would ever age? What would you do if you were being chased by the NSA? How would you feel if you were hunted by a creature that could take any form it wished? That is Michael’s life. From the time he was fifteen he knew he was much different from everyone else. He had his own successful technology company and was at school at MIT. This is as far back as he can remember any true memory. He had always known things, whether it was about people or just events, and went with his feelings about whatever split in the road was set in front of him. Staring out the window of his bedroom, he turned around to find he was still in bed. Was it a dream? Before figuring out what was going on, the government was trying to catch him. Running from the NSA and trying to figure out how to control his new powers, he runs into something very evil that wants nothing less than to kill him. His new enemy can take on any form he wants at any time. Using his power to split himself in two, he spends his time trying to find out one other mystery. How did the government know about him before he did? Learning to split his body, trying to find his purpose in life, searching for the woman he lost and trying not to get killed, Michael comes to find out one truth to his reality. The only thing he has to fear in this word is himself.

“Everything you own belongs to me, even the air you breathe! I’m here for revenge, watch me take back every single asset you have!” Mark Gustave mentioned. Once a son-in-law to an influential family, he was treated like trash and was asked to leave their lives like a commoner. Cheated and driven out by his wife, he was yet to forget the pain. Little did they know that he is the heir to the richest family in the city. Mark Gustave is the heir they never expected!!!

"I hate you. Because of you, I have become a laughing stock! You are better off dead, and you have always been nothing to me!" These words drove Lucian Drake to the edge, right after his wife cheated on him. He was ridiculed and insulted for being a cripple. Now he was no longer to play according to their rules. He would forge his own path, claiming his right as the supreme Urban Grandmaster. He would leave them in the dust and they would beg for his forgiveness!