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"What happened is, you are nothing but a poor and wretched husband, I was stupid leaving my wealthy family to marry a scumbag like you, and now I am an outcast from my own family because of you" Hannah blasted. "But I thought we loved each other" "Yes. I did, but you're not worth it, you can't take good care of me Marcus. I mean look at my skin, it's all dark and filled with spots, one year with you was more than hell. And I'm comfortable with my new job, and I'm earning more than you can ever afford" she abused. When this happens to you, when your wife cheated on you and felt no remorse, when she rejected you in public. There's only one thing to do. Be rich Follow Marcus on his epic journey towards retribution.

Ten years ago, an inter dimensional crack opened between the planets, exposing Earth to all external attacks. Through the Crack, the devils invaded Earth and started their massacre on Earth but were defeated by humans not long before their arrival and the crack was closed. Few years later, a system appeared on earth, giving humans superpowers. 69 dungeons also appeared on earth and an uncountable number of monsters invaded Earth. The super humans were tasked with fighting off the monsters and the devils. But I am different. I am a Hybrid of Devil and Human, I'm both superhuman and Dungeon Master. I need to the kill monsters, but I need to herd them too How will I serve both races at once?

James struggled to sit up, his body throbbing with pain. How much more of this can I take? Everywhere I turn, it’s nothing but mockery and betrayal. For years, I’ve been nothing but a pawn in someone else’s game. His mind drifted to his sister in the hospital, clinging to life because he couldn’t afford better care. Maybe they’re right. Maybe I am worthless.

My name is Seraph. In a world that is filled with magic, science and arts of unbelievable kinds, I'm relatively ordinary. But then I met them. A group of assassins that work the machines of the world behind closed curtains. And the most striking is their leader, the woman which is the greatest mystery in the world. Though to the world we are all dead, each of us has a story of their own. I wonder if I can find myself a home among these people who call themselves Valkyries and more importantly can I solve all the riddles that surround them?

I am Just a not-so-normal teenage girl who everyone thought was perfect in all way but the truth was I was only a tool---a puppet to both my father and mother, HE needed me for fame and praise, to have something to boast about infront of everyone and SHE needed me to have others pity and for my father's love.... But I ended up pushing myself off a tallest building in the whole city--the skyscraper, before I hit the ground god seemed to have taken a liking in me and liked to see me suffer even more..... I got reborn in the body of Seraphina Charlotte, A simple mob character in the novel named "the Palace internal affair" which revolve around the heroine and the 6 prince of the kingdom. I got reborn to be yet again a puppet to both my mother and father, Seraphina knew very well that she's a puppet and no one really loved her so She accidentally tripped and her head smashed against a rock, which ended seraphina's life and now I'm here... After getting reborn to a 10 years-old child's body, I began my journey in this world as a puppet and ended up as the male leads escort knight... Despite having 'charlotte' as my family name which means 'free man' I never got freedom, it's the one thing I don't have but desperately want and needed, even in my last life.

Three years. That’s how long I worked part-time jobs, skipped meals, and saved every cent to support Olivia’s "future." I thought we were building a life together. I was wrong. The moment I stepped onto campus as a graduate, she didn't just dump me, she dragged me through the mud. She chose a sugar daddy twice her age, spat in my face, and humiliated me in front of everyone I knew. I was left with nothing: no job, no money, and a broken spirit in the middle of a Los Angeles storm. But then, the System woke up. “Mission triggered: Slap the slut in the face. Reward: $300,000.” The payout was instant. The revenge was sweet. Olivia thinks she traded up for a king, but she just paved the way for me to become a titan. She wanted a man with money? Fine. I’ll buy the luxury store she’s shopping in and make sure she’s never allowed to walk through the doors again. I’m Willy Morgan, and the days of being a stepping stone are over. The hunt is on, and the system is paying for every hit.

I was a chained dog in my past life, condemned to death for biting my own master. Society turned a deaf ear to my pleas, and justice remained ever so blinded. Nevertheless, it was a life filled with pain and suffering, leaving me with little interest in continuing. So I willingly gave up my life. However, after my demise, I found myself reincarnated! To my surprise, I was reborn into the most powerful house of the empire, in the grandest manor of all Everhart. I had become a prince in the great Everhart Empire. But wait….. I am a bastard? Who cares? I am rich, I will live this life lazing around!!! But In the situation where his brothers and sisters were constantly at his throat, and the fight for the throne was ever so intense, can he really do that? In this world of sword and Magic, where Sword masters roam and Great Magicians run wild, the tale of the Emperor’s bastard son toward the path of the Supreme Ruler is about to begin! Follow him as he encounters the trials and variables in these unknown lands….

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.

Transmigrated unknowingly, I found myself to be blessed by the goddess of luck, But Too bad. The luck didn’t last long... Shackled to the duties of a hero that is destined to be die in battle and.. Who gets his everything stolen by the ‘protagonist’ of the story… Is this my punishment, for asking the author to.. “ Please pity the Heroes!” As my blood boiled in anger, I decided. No matter the plot, no matter the reason If I live to see the next day, I will give the author such a gruesome death, even The Lord of Hell will shrivel up in fright. But first, I have to kill the Protagonist…

Crown Of The Forbidden Heir I was never meant to lead a kingdom,only to survive it. Born with forbidden magic and raised as a weapon, I spent my life hidden from the very world I was destined to rule. But when the Crown Prince dies and the throne falls into chaos, my name becomes the prophecy everyone fears. Hunted by kings, claimed by monsters, and bound to a power I struggle to control, I must rise not as a chosen savior… but as the new King they never saw coming. Because destiny didn’t make me a hero. It made me unstoppable.