Gay-for-you

What do you think ,you will do with the powers to control minds ,I guess God gave me this talents to sleep with all the girls that treated me badly ,oh well since I was gifted with this talent I will use this to satisfy all my urges Welcome to my story on how I become the first man to f**k up the world with my newfound talents . Yes this is a 18+ rated novels Only read if you are a degenerate because you will see alot of stuffs that you won't even know existed Yes there will Threesome, Bdsm anything you can think of Yes mc is a sick f**k ,he is unstable but you can't blame a man that thinks with his d**k. P.S : Everybody on this novel are in college so there are all above 18 years old.

Ethan's treated real bad by his rich wife, Amelia and her Family . One day, he watched helplessly as his wife cheat on him in their matrimonial bed with another guy, while forced to cook for them and sent on errand to buy condom too: Oh, yes. You must prepare a special dinner tonight. Richard loves the lobster risotto. Don't mess it up this time. And, um, make sure you buy... condom on your way back from the market. You know, just in case." "Condom? And who is Richard? Amelia, this is getting out of hand. I can't keep doing this." "Ethan, don't be difficult. This is what I expect from you. Just do as you're told, and maybe you won't mess things up for once." "I'm not your servant, Amelia. This has to stop. I won't be a part of this anymore." "Oh, please. You're just a lowly cook. Who else would want you? Now, do as you're told, or there will be consequences."

"My sister is dying and you are saying that you can't give my own money because you spend it on partying. You are not human but a bloodsucker vampire." Edward couldn't control his anger and yelled at his mother-in-law. "How dare you to talk to me like this? This is called the difference between a poor and a rich man who spoke like this to his mother-in-law." She didn't think once and slapped him in front of everyone. Edward gulped the insults and mocking till now but today he would do anything to save his sister. "If you want to save your sister then divorce my daughter. I will surely return the money!" She smirked as if has hit the jackpot today. "I agree to divorce, Roselyn."

"Oh shut up, please!" Olivia said dismissively without any hesitation, standing up and folding her arms to her chest. Jason looked shocked, his eyes moved to her, then to the others, who still hadn’t said a word in his defense. "Why have you chosen to be this useless?" she continued in a low growl. "You haven’t worked a single day since we got married. Maybe you just like sitting in that chair, being pitiful, and using it as your excuse for why you're a broke man." Jason’s teeth clenched. He wanted to defend himself, to explain again, but the moment he opened his mouth, Olivia raised a hand. "Don’t say a word, I’m not done. You think you can play the victim forever? My family paid for your therapy, flew you around the world, gave you access to the best doctors, and yet here you are, back with the same damaged spine and still sitting in that chair." She rubbed her forehead. Jason lowered his gaze, disappointed at her reaction but he didn’t talk.

They spat on your dreams. Mocked your poverty. Left you with nothing but scars and memories. But fate was listening, The moment you hit your lowest, a stranger stepped out of a sleek black limousine and handed you a golden-sealed letter. Inside? A name—yours—and a truth that would flip the world upside down: You are the heir to the most powerful financial empire on Earth. Now, with unimaginable wealth and power, you're rewriting the rules. But money brings enemies. And the past? It never forgets, This is not just about revenge. This is about dominance.

“Captain Spark, you’re insane,” Michael said hoarsely. “I’m an actor, not a cop. I’m not a monster.” “But you understand monsters, don’t you?” Ashley shot back. She pointed to the playback monitor showing his recent scene. “That look in your eyes, the way you enjoyed the kill… You’re more convincing than half the criminals in our files.” Michael had no response. Because she wasn’t wrong. The system made it easy, too easy, to empathize with darkness.

"Who do you want to go with? Mommy or Daddy?" Weston watches his girlfriend ask their four year old daughter. "I want to live with the two of you," the kid answers. "You can't, girl, you have to choose between coming with me or staying with daddy." "But..." The little girl's voice chokes with tears, "my teacher says family is to live together." "Not all families live together; we are one of those families who would never live together." "I'll stay with daddy." "Daddy is poor and won't be able to take care of you, just come with me, I will find you a better and wealthy Daddy who will buy you whatever you want, take you on vacation to Paris and Dubai..." *** It all started ten years back... Weston fled from his family like the prodigal son, started dating Ivy, got a child and squandered all his money. Now that he is poor, his girlfriend doesn't want to have anything to do with him because...who the hell wants to remain stuck with a man who can't even afford three square meals for his family? But then...what Weston's girlfriend didn't know was that her boyfriend was a multibillionaire...  

“Sarah!” Robin’s voice cracked, raw with betrayal. “After everything I did for you? The bone marrow donation—” Sarah rolled her eyes dramatically, her laughter sharp and dismissive. “Oh, please. Did you really think I cared about you? You were just… convenient.” Marcus moved to stand beside her, draping an arm around her shoulders. “Tell him about the face you made when he thought you actually liked him back. That story kills at parties.” The laughter between them burned through Robin’s veins. Every memory of their time together—every smile, every touch, every whispered promise—twisted into something ugly and false. “You used me…” Robin whispered, the truth finally sinking in. Sarah tilted her head, her expression cold and mocking. “Obviously. Let me spell it out for you, since you’re too dense to get it.” She stepped closer, her voice dripping with contempt. "I only kept you around because your bone marrow matched mine. Now that I'm cured, you're about as useful as yesterday's garbage. But look on the bright side – at least some part of you turned out to be useful. More than we can say for the rest!" After donating his bone marrow to save Sarah's life, Robin discovers their relationship was nothing but a cruel joke. Beaten and left for dead in a kennel of vicious guard dogs, his mysterious family ring suddenly activates, revealing his true heritage as heir to America's most powerful shadow organization! With supernatural abilities and unimaginable wealth as Eagle Industries' new CEO, Robin would show them what happens when you mistake kindness for weakness. After all, when you've been treated like a dog, sometimes you have to bare your fangs to survive!

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship candidate, Christopher Wesley is dead; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. When Vanessa begins to get calls from an unknown person wanting money he claims Christopher had stolen, Alaric has no choice but to accept that their killer is yet to be found. He is determined to get to the bottom of this case and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for Vanessa.

The keeper then looked at James and asked, "Isn't that the thief from earlier?" "I once learned from a man skilled in shipbuilding that if you flip a boat upside down it makes a great roof," he said. "I’ll remember that, help yourself to a room and a meal." "He is; would it be okay for him to spend the night in my room? And eat with me?” "Why would you believe a thief?" “I would,” “You may do as you wish, but I’m holding you accountable if anything of mine goes missing in the night,” and “Agreed” are all responses. After that, a bartender brought him and James their food to a table.