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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.

“In a world ruled by monsters, the weak don’t die, they’re forgotten.” I was invisible unless they needed someone to humiliate. They broke my bones. The tyrants of Aegis killed my only friend. But that day, when my blood touched the floor, something inside me awakened. A voice. A system. A power that whispered: “Adapt. Survive. Ascend.” Now I’m not the prey anymore. I’m the beginning of something they can’t control. The government thinks they own the monsters. The hunters think they own the city. Worse, the bullies at Aegis Academy think they have all the power. Big fishes in little ponds.  They are wrong. I will rise to the top, I'll overturn the hierarchy, failures will become alphas. I’ll bring anarchy upon them because I can. Because the real monster… is learning to hunt back. Watch them learn what Apex truly means.

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?

Each person's destiny was thought of as a thread spun. It's a type of phenomenon that beyond's human control. I always dream about the people who met their ruin because of me. I died while feeling the guilt of my sin. I expected to wake up in hell for messing with their destiny but I met the Deity... We signed a contract.

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….

Orphaned and mistreated, Darius West lives a life of relentless struggles until he crosses paths with a tragic beauty. He rescues her, falls deeply in love, and they marry. Yet, her heart remains cold, her affection never kindled. In a moment marred by bitterness and harsh words, Lydia coldly ends their marriage. "Here, take this," she sneers, throwing the divorce papers at him. "I'm done with you, pauper. I never should have married a worthless bastard like you. I regret the day I ever laid eyes on you." Heartbroken yet defiant, he vows, "One day, Lydia, you'll see the value of what you've discarded. And don't expect mercy then." Just as despair seems to have the final say, fate intervenes with an unexpected situation that changes everything—revealing him as the heir to the wealthiest man on the planet. With newfound wealth and power at his fingertips, he embarks on a journey of retribution. "I've been through hell and back," he declares, "but now, I've got the power to turn the tables. I'll make those who mistreated me beg for mercy. It's time for payback, and I'm ready to collect."

My wife ended our marriage with a smile and a disconnected oxygen tube. Her rich lover and my own family watched me die. They celebrated when it was over. I was the husband nobody wanted, sick, poor, and in the way. So they removed me. Permanently. But some graves are not as deep as they seem. And some silences are just the calm before the storm. I’m coming back. And this time, I won’t be begging for my life. I’ll be collecting theirs.

Matthew stood there, trying to keep his emotions in check. "I did everything I could for you, Rachel. I sacrificed so much—" She cut him off with a bitter laugh. "Sacrificed? Please, you barely managed to keep up with my lifestyle. I had men lined up, rich, powerful men, who would’ve given me the world. And I turned them down for you. What a joke." Matthew’s hands clenched into fists at his sides. "I loved you, Rachel. I thought we were building a life together." Rachel smirked as she zipped up her designer bag. "Love doesn’t pay the bills, Matthew. Love doesn’t buy the things I want. And frankly, you just couldn’t keep up. So, I’m moving on—to someone who can." As she headed toward the door, she paused to deliver one final blow. "You’ll never be more than what you are right now—a pathetic, broke man with nothing to offer. Enjoy your sad little life, Matthew. I know I will." Matthew Donovan has always been underestimated. Betrayed by those closest to him and left with nothing, he discovers that his family’s exile is over, and he is the heir to a vast business empire. As Matthew steps into a life of luxury and influence, he faces new challenges, including a vengeful ex-girlfriend, her scheming brother, and a world of deceitful elites. But when a bomb explodes at a high-profile party meant to announce his return, Matthew realizes that his journey to reclaim his family's legacy is fraught with danger. With secrets unfolding and enemies lurking in the shadows, Matthew must navigate treacherous waters to protect what is his and uncover the truth behind the attack.

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.