I Became The Pope, Now What?

They tagged me trash unworthy of a legend's legacy. So I became the devil seated on the throne. ****** They called his father a saint. And called him a disgrace. Theon Dravorn is eighteen, powerless, and hated. On the day he demands his father’s legacy from the archmage who stole it, he’s branded ungrateful and cast into the Netherworld Spirit-Devouring Wasteland to die. He doesn’t. The ASTRAL VILLAIN SYSTEM binds to his blood. It promised strength, demanded evil, and bred scorn. Each mission feeds his power with hatred, resentment, and blood. Refuse, and it kills him. Obey, and he becomes the demon his father died fighting. Now Theon learns the truth: Ren Dravorn didn’t fall as a martyr. He was murdered. And the killers wear halos in the Celestial Realm. To avenge a saint, Theon must become a monster. The only question is how much of his soul he’ll burn to get there? [For fans of morally grey cultivation, demonic systems, and sons who inherit war instead of peace.]

Alexander was known as the nerdiest student on campus. He had to live a life of exile. However, he was quite close to the most popular girl on campus, Michelle. She was the girl Alexander loved so much that even made Alexander think that Michelle loved him too. But it turned out it was all bullshit, Alexander became a victim of bullying from rich kids on campus, he was trapped and will be killed by them. Until one morning, when Alexander woke up, everything suddenly changed. His life on campus became very enjoyable according to what he had always hoped for. He became very rich and was one of the most popular students on campus. A return button was pressed, Alexander returned to his miserable life. Alexander’s eyes widened completely when he realized that in reality he was in a two-dimensional world that felt so real. So, in which world dimension will Alexander choose to live? A dimension where he was only known by Jenifer—the nerd with the thick round glasses? Or the dimension where he became very popular and got the girl of his dreams, Michelle?

The enhancement serum was meant to create superhumans—faster, smarter, stronger. Instead, it wiped out most of civilization and turned the rest into Hollowed: vicious, mutated monsters. Elias Mercer should’ve been dead. Instead, he became something new—immune, stronger than a Hollowed, and guided by a mysterious (possibly digital) voice in his head. He’s the first successful mutation—and now, everyone wants him. Hunted by Viratech, the shady corporation that created the virus, Black Sun, a ruthless cult with dark motives, and other mutated survivors who’ve lost their humanity, Elias is stuck in a crumbling world ruled by chaos. His body keeps changing, the System in his head grants strange abilities with dangerous side effects, and his forgotten past might hold the key to everything. To survive, Elias must uncover the truth behind the virus, his own identity, and whether saving the world means losing what’s left of himself. Monsters. Mutations. Mystery. And a war on the horizon.

The last strand of patience I had snapped into shreds when she chose her ex-lover’s son over our dying daughter. Now she paraded around smiling, flaunting him like a trophy, while I was left with nothing but the cold, lifeless body of my child. This wasn’t about hurt anymore. It wasn’t even about pain. She’d stolen a soul from me — and she would feel every atom of what I felt, and more. “I want a divorce.” “That’s not happening. You and I are in this together,” she screeched, eyes boring into mine, searching for the man who always bent to her will. “You will sign the papers,” I said, every word a quiet stone. “Make me!” I stepped closer. My hand closed at her throat — delicate, trembling under my grip — and forced her to meet me. “Sign the papers,” I whispered, voice low and cold. “Or I’ll make you suffer so that even our daughter hears your screams from six feet under.”

A sky filled with fire and screams. But death wasn't the end it was the beginning. He wakes in a lavish royal chamber, not as himself, but in the frail, dying body of a mysterious young boy named Kael. The problem? Kael is no ordinary child. He’s a forgotten royal, shunned by nobles, pitied by the kind-hearted Princess Seraphina… and possibly the heir to something far more dangerous than a throne. He remembers his world technology, logic, science. But here, power comes in the form of spiritual energy, ancient bloodlines, and magic tied to forces long buried. Everyone thinks Kael is weak. Insignificant. Disposable. They’re wrong. As he unravels the secrets of Kael’s identity, he discovers whispers of a forbidden prophecy, a war that nearly tore the kingdom apart, and a dragon’s bloodline that should have been erased centuries ago. Now, hunted by those who fear what he might become and drawn to the fierce, mysterious Seraphina, He must navigate royal courts, deadly conspiracies, and a body that doesn’t feel like his own. But just as he begins to grasp his new reality “The sky rips open. A roar echoes across the kingdom. Something was coming. And it wasn’t friendly. Something ancient has awakened… and it remembers Kael’s name.” #adventure

"Mr. Verus,” she said, “the surgery has already been paid for.” Cassius blinked, stunned. “What? By who?” Before the nurse could respond, a tall, imposing figure appeared. The man was impeccably dressed, his presence commanding attention. “I paid for it,” the man said, his deep voice resonating in the sterile corridor. Cassius stood, his body tense. “Who are you?” The man smiled faintly, extending a hand. “Augustus Verus,” he said. “Your father.” Shock coursed through Cassius. “My father?” he echoed, incredulous. “That’s impossible.” “It’s the truth,” Augustus said, pulling out a neatly folded envelope. Inside were photographs, documents—proof of their connection. “I’ve been watching from a distance, waiting for the right moment to step in. And now, it’s time.” Cassius stared at the evidence, his emotions a whirlwind of disbelief, anger, and curiosity. “Why now? Why not before?” Augustus met his gaze steadily. “Because you had to face life’s hardships to grow. But now, you’ve earned the right to know the truth—and the power to change your fate.” He handed Cassius a sleek black card. “This is yours. It grants you access to my wealth. Use it wisely.” Cassius hesitated before taking the card, his fingers trembling. The weight of everything that had happened—his humiliation, his sister’s injury, and now this revelation—threatened to overwhelm him. But as he looked at Augustus, determination flickered in his eyes. “I’ll use this,” he said quietly, “to protect Vinna—and to repay everyone who looked down on me.” Augustus nodded, a faint smile on his lips. “Then I trust you won’t disappoint me, son.” Cassius watched as Augustus walked away, leaving him standing in the sterile hallway, a man reborn."

Adrian hurried to shake his head. “I swear I didn't do it! I would never hit Layla," He turned to his wife. "Tell him, Layla, tell the truth! Why are you even doing this to me?” Layla looked up with teary, mischievous eyes. "Officers, that bastard threatened to kill me if I kept on insisting that he sign the divorce papers," Her sobbing grew louder. "I'm tired of this abusive marriage. Adrian is a monster!” "Officers, what are you still doing when you should be arresting this murderer?!" Adrian froze immediately as his body recognized that voice. He turned around slowly to stare into the burning eyes of his long-lost brother, Ryan. What?! Ryan was back after all these years? Not only that, he had called the police on him? Great news or terrible news? ****** Adrian's once perfect life comes crashing down when Layla, the woman he loved and cherished so much orchestrated a lie to throw him into jail due to the return of her ex boyfriend, Ryan. After enduring abuses and maltreatment in jail, Adrian is set free on bail by his wealthy grandfather. Now he is the richest man in the country with a net worth of over ten trillion dollars. Would he let his enemies go scot-free or would he make them pay?

The Five-year engagement is over, says the mother-in-law. You useless person, leave my home as soon as possible. Six days later, the Son-in-law became the head of a wealthy Family. The Mother-in-law pleaded for forgiveness. Good Son-in-law, I beg you not to leave my daughter. Will he be able to forgive her? Read the book to find out.

I was a disgrace to the Prestwick family—a poor, unwanted son-in-law they wished their daughter had never married. She had chosen me for my looks, but now, even that wasn’t enough. She wanted out. A divorce. To erase me from her life and marry into wealth like her family had always intended. But I loved her. Despite the insults, the humiliation, the way they treated me like dirt beneath their feet—I refused to let go. That was my biggest mistake. Frustrated by my defiance, my brother-in-law took matters into his own hands. He killed me, tossing my body into a cold, dark river, leaving me to sink into oblivion. I should have died. I did die. But before I took my final breath, a man appeared before me, cloaked in shadow, his voice like a whisper from the abyss. "What is your last wish?" I should have begged for revenge. I should have cursed their names. But all I wanted was one more chance. One more chance to live. And so, I was granted life again. But I was no longer the same. My soul was no longer my own. My body was no longer mine to control. Because I had been reborn as something far more powerful. I was no longer John Prestwick. I was the Devil himself.

Grey and Bella had been married for a year, yet Grey was unaware that Bella's intentions were not pure. After getting what she wanted, Bella became unrestrained, and her affair was finally discovered by Grey. Divorce was inevitable. However, Bella was unaware of what she had just missed and how much she would regret later. Let's wait and see...