Gay-for-you

Have you ever thought of an identity that could storm the city, the country, even the entire world? NO! Jason Spectre has been revealed as the last surviving heir of the Spectre family, his identity is a force to be reckoned with, one that will shake the entire world, and the people inside. It's time to regain all that was taken from him. Those that humiliated him in the past will make their abode six feet beneath the earth. Jason will not rest until all his enemies are buried. It's bigger than the underworld, bigger than hell itself, you just offended Jason Spectre! He is coming, he is coming for you!

Miguel's hand crept to his face in shock. "Did you just slap me?" he asked Annabelle. Shock was written all over his face. Nothing like this had ever happened. Annabelle folded her arms across her chest and stared back at him without any sign of remorse. "I would do it again if you don't learn to accept your place," she told him coldly. "My... place?" Miguel said. He would be angry that she hit him in the face, but at that point he hadn't fully understood what was happening. Just then, Mrs. Adolfo stepped forward to stand in front of him, just beside her daughter, Annabelle. "Enough of your ranting," she said to  Miguel. "Ranting is all you can do. While your mates are out there making money, you are ignorant of everything else."

He was a man who had nothing to his name nor anyone he could call a family. Just living as a corpse without any goal. He had lost all motivation to live and was just pushing the days because of a promise he made. 'Make sure to enjoy your life' He remembered the face of a woman who gave up her whole life for him. He looked at the rope in his hand, feeling disgusted at himself. He felt like his life had no motive. But that's when it happened. [The Necromancer System has chosen you] [The system is recommending you climb the Tower of Myth] [If you successfully climb to the top of the Tower, any one of your wishes will be fulfilled, no matter what it is] [Do you want to take the test of the Myth Tower?] [Yes/No] A reason for him to live appeared. The story of the One who had regained his will to live is about to start....

Blurb: “What the hell are you doing in my house?” Karvel growled, voice shaking with fury. “Why are you answering her phone?” “Oh, I’m much more than a houseguest now, flea-boy,” Vincent said with a purr. “She finally got tired of playing with a neutered mutt like you. I mean, let’s be honest—you've been her decorative doormat for years. Not even housebroken, are you?” Karvel Donovan thought rock bottom was marrying into a wealthy family who treated him like trash. He thought betrayal couldn’t sting worse until he heard his wife in the arms of another man on their anniversary. Until the hospital threatened to throw his dying mother into the streets. Now the mutt they mocked is about to show them what happens when a dog stops begging… and starts biting.

"Yes Daddy!" She groaned yet again as my palm hit her bottom for the sixth time. "That's good, I want to make your ass permanently red and you won't be able to sit down at work for days." I paused after the eighth spank and ran my palm over her reddening cheeks. "You have a lovely backside. I think I'm going to have to spank you quite often to keep you in check, and I'm looking forward to doing just that." **** Reincarnated... Yes I might have. System? No I didn't get that thing... But I got something better, a talent that let me make love with women and grow stronger! Watch me rise to power while building an army of women through the multiverse, parallel universes and beyond! For this is my calling!

"MASTER. You are the son of the richest billionaire in the city, and your father wants you to take over" From the bottom of the society, Bruce finds out his real Identity and power, climbing up the ladders of wealth, and royalty, with a thirst for revenge on all of those who come after him

“You went to prison for me, Marcus... and I still chose him. What does that make you now?” “A God,” he replied, eyes glowing with divine fury. “One you’ll live to regret betraying.” After three years in a prison he could have shattered with a single thought, Marcus Kane—known once in legend as the God of War—returns to a broken world. His family, ruined. His mother, blind. His honor, mocked by the woman he sacrificed everything for. But behind his calm eyes now burns celestial fire. While mortals whisper rumors of his past, Marcus walks among them with godlike power cloaked in human skin. When thugs threaten his mother, they kneel. When doctors fail, he heals with ancient arts. When traitors laugh at his downfall—he answers with divine retribution. “You dare call me a beggar?” “You’re lucky I don’t call down heaven itself.” From luxury mansions to blood-soaked banquets, Marcus reclaims his destiny. As he crosses paths with powerful CEOs, martial masters, and an infuriatingly stubborn heiress named Valentina Romano, one thing becomes clear— They mocked the man. They will worship the god.

"This is madness. No. We're not going to do that at all." While saying that, he looked at the few people whose attention seemed to only be on the Tome in front of them. Somehow, he could see the greed on their faces. "Don't tell me you will do as It says? Do you know how many will suffer because of this?" "We will only try on the basis of Knowledge. What if all this, just another lie?" One of the men interrupted with an answer. "Just another lie? We all know and sane enough to realize there is a Hell where we can finally managed to escape. And all of that is the merit of the Paladin Knights. Don't you try to deny it." He replied in a harsh tone and anger almost overflowed. "But think about it? If it was real. As real as it could be. A power that could even prolong one's life." Said by another man in the group who seemed excited by the prospect of a longevity that lasted as far as the planet itself existed. ... ... Then it all ended with a choice that made him decide to leave the group. He paused, then turned to look behind him, gripping his bag tightly. “Soon… You will all regret this. All that's left are sins and guilt that you will have to bear for the rest of your life." ... ...

Man, always lives in wrong ways and sins. No one in the world lives because he is perfect, or because he is sinless. Everything that moves on the earth has him at his fault. Sometimes, you are not aware, that you have committed a sin that you must pay for in the world of the abyss. The sound of death’s music is one of the reasons why my work increases. The word karma is attached to my name. I am the maker of karma. It's up to the person, whether they learn their lesson or they repeat their mistakes. It is up to them to decide, what path they will choose, whether to go to heaven or to be one of my disciples.

What do you do when everyone underestimates you? Knox Rivera knows the answer: Let them mock you Let them dismiss you Let them celebrate their victory Then show them the dragon they just awakened. Two years in prison. A murdered father. A blind mother was tortured for six years by his father's mistress. A girlfriend who cheated—pregnant with a child that might not even be his. Knox has every reason to be broken. Instead, he's the secret heir to $200 billion, trained in supernatural combat by a prison alchemist, and planning the most brutal revenge South City has ever seen. “They tortured my blind mother for six years. So I bought their family—and now I'm going to burn it down." Lady Morgan wanted payment for her husband's death? Knox will give her a bill she can never pay. He gave them hope. Now he'll watch them drown in it. Because the best revenge isn't getting even—it's making them beg for mercy you'll never give.