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!"

In his final moments, he was given a chance to be back in the past by sacrificing his system. Clark promised himself that he would not let fate decide his future. … “Hey stop right there! Who are you? If you don’t have an appointment then you may leave” “Tell your master that I want to meet him” “Wait, Mister, Who are you?” “I am… Clark Montediore” His eyes glowed in the radiance of an amber. The mark of the Montediore. And that is how the missing child of Montediore came back. For his parents? For the love that he had for his family? For power? Of perhaps status? No, it is for something much more important than that.

What would you do if you woke up to find a door in your room? No, not and ordinary, well-behaved room that stays in the wall where it belongs, but one standing near the side of your bed that leads to another world.

"As the last surviving heir of the richest and most powerful family, I ask you to come back and claim your rightful place." "You want me to reclaim the family's fortune, now?" He asked, his pale blue eyes staring brightly at his butler. "Sire, this household has been waiting for you for years now. It is time." ✩★✩ Lucas Williams resumes his family fortune because he wants to protect his family.

Legend says, if you ever meet a green-eyed cultivator, run, for you'll have no chance of survival once their eyes begin to glow. This was a legend of a bygone era, unseen for thousands of years. And then, he suddenly awakened.

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.

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.

I am a fool in a world I cannot comprehend, but in my world, I am an Ace." ~ Sultan Armstrong. *** EXTRACT: Sultan's own reflection in the water, the Fool, began to animate, mouthing the words he was saying. Huh?! Sultan's eyes widened in disbelief. "What the hell?" Sultan whispered, stepping back from the pool. "W..what are you?" His voice rose, tinged with fear. ...... "I am you. You are me. I am the Fool. You are the Fool. We are the Fool."

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.

“How dare you, a pauper, mock us?” Ava asked, her tone condescending. Damian raised a brow and looked Ava in the eye. “No, Ava. How dare you mock me?” *** After a humiliating rejection and a divorce agreement from his wife, Ava, Damian Giovanni Smith was tossed out in the streets, and mocked by everyone around him, leaving him with nothing. And Ava? She was engaged to the rumored heir of the highest-ranking family in the country, Carson Ferremento. As Damian thought that his life had already ended, suddenly, a man in a suit approached him. “You're the real heir of the Ferremento family, and I will help you reclaim your power, young master.” With the sudden wealth and power at his fingertips, how would a fallen son-in-law like him retaliate?