Gay-for-you

"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

"Mainland High school of all,How dare you mention that without respect"A student screamed at a passer-by who saw her in her uniform and insulted her. "Do you really know the repercussions of mentioning that name without a proper respect?"She snarled at the passer-by causing him to choke to death only with the look in her eyes. Mainland High school known outside the school area and with the School is a school of the Supernaturals by everyone in the school. Looking for EVIL, Mainland highschool is the best. Looking for Good it's still the best in that aspect, Mainland Highschool very deadly and also not deadly, it just depends on your purpose in that school. It may scream H£LL and to may some people it maybe not... ***Extract from the book*** "Your death is going to be in vain because an hopeless being is gone"Selina mocked " I'm still happy that I was given a respect as an hopeless being, what about you...Your corpse is going to be thrown into the dark sea and you will be a lunch for the fishes with three heads, in short words you will be a treat to the sea monsters" Autumn replied with a smile " How dare you?"Selina hollered in anger " Stop yelling or else you want your voice to sound like that of frog croaking sound,kro kro"Autumn mocked and walk away leaving her alone This angered Selina more as she raised her and to carry Autumn away with her powers but she felt her legs leaving the ground. "Who is that?" She screamed in fear lunged all over her body, her whole body trembled. "Your worst nightmare..."

What happens when an ordinary teen beats the god of games without knowing it? Corey Feldman is an eighteen year old gamer. His final year of high school started with a huge bang when he's challenged by a masked player for his title as best gamer, in one of his favorite game. Corey wins the game easily, and notices that the player logged off without a word. Feeling unbothered Corey had no idea he had just beaten a sentient deity at a game, and the god did not like that. When a new game comes out, stealing the eyes and hearts of all the children in his small town, Corey feels compelled to play it. The game is called the lock keeper, and the moment he plugged it in, he died. Now reborn inside the game, at level zero with a god given ability, Corey is challenged once again by the deity. “Level up, and make your way to the final round, there we will fight for the ultimate title. If you win, I will relinquish my abilities and status to you, if you don't. You better hope you win, Corey." The eerie voice bite out. Corey isn't one to back down from a challenge, but he's never actually played a game in full person. Taking actual damages and all. Can Corey outsmart the lock keeper and become the new god of games? Or will he suffer the same fate as the others who tried? Read to find out. This is a video game harem. Each chapter is a new level. I just have one question, can you survive the lock keeper?

“So this is what you really want, Jasmine?” he asked, his voice calm yet laced with an undercurrent of disappointment. “After everything?” She crossed her arms, her expression hardening. “Let’s not pretend there was ever an ‘everything’ between us. You don’t get to guilt me, Ethan. I’ve been miserable, living with a man who has no drive, no ambition. I’ve wasted enough time.” Ethan’s mouth tightened, but he stayed silent, letting her words sink in. She’d always seen him as a failure, the quiet husband who blended into the background. And now, with the prospect of a new life on the horizon, she was willing to cast him aside without hesitation. In that moment, Ethan felt something within him shift—a quiet yet powerful resolve. She had no idea who he was, what he had done for her, and the lengths he had gone to support her dreams while sacrificing his own. The weight of his hidden life, his secrets, his true identity, all of it bore down on him, but he remained silent. He calmly reached for a pen, signing his name with a steady hand. As he finished, he pushed the papers back to her, his eyes meeting hers with a new intensity. “You’ll get what you want, Jasmine,” he said quietly, each word filled with a weight she couldn’t quite decipher. “But I want you to remember this moment.” She blinked, confused, perhaps even a little unnerved by his composed demeanor. “Remember it? What are you talking about?”

"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." ... ...

“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.

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.

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.

In a society where you’re judged by what you wear and respected by what you have in your bank account. Ryan Martins, a delivery man, was disgraced and rejected publicly by his girlfriend because of his financial status. His rejection turned into a reconnection with his real identity as the heir of the almighty Regal Haven Hotel. But, then, there were obstructions in his journey. However, his system delivered a task that seemed to be the stepping stone for him. Will Ryan attain his position as a billionaire? Will he use his influence to make or mar his oppressors? What route will Ryan’s life take?

"H...How could you do this to me!" Joshua's voice cracked as he felt the cold sting of betrayal wash over him. He stood there, witnessing another man slamming into his wife. The woman whom he had sacrificed everything for, and yet she was naked with another man. "Oh my God, Joshua! Can't you see I'm busy?" Elizabeth yelled, biting her lips to hold back her moan. "Get out, you pathetic bastard!" She spat, and the man behind her smiled at Joshua, making his world crumble. I will make them pay! I will burn their world to the ground!!