I Became The Ugly Lady

Daniel Biao was kicked out of his family when he was only 10. From that day he was adopted by a mystery old man, who taught him all kinds of knowledge. At the age of 16, he became the best killer on Dark Web. At 17 he got his PhD degree in the best university. At 20 he became the most famous doctor among the rich guys... However, when he was 24, he disappeared. The richest men are all trying to find out him to save their lives, people on dark web are trying to find him to assassinate their enemies... In Cloud city, a young man walked into Wilson family, he took out a marriage contract and was mocked. “The loser like you want to marry our daughter? It’s a daydream!” But Daniel just shredded the contract. “No, I’m here to regret it.”

Ken Buckle had once faced a hundred enemies alone, single-handedly elevating his Nation to the pinnacle of the world. But just as Ken Buckle was hailed as the unparalleled war god, the world assumed he would ascend to the peak of Laiming Nation, standing on the world stage. Then came a shocking piece of news. Ken Buckle, the illustrious war god of Laiming Nation, retired, he turned into an ordinary security guard and became the son-in-law of the richest man. People bullied him and humiliated him. See how he slaps people in the face with force and status. Since this is the empire I founded, let's see how I stir it up!

Barned and rejected from entering into the king's palace, he became a live-in son-in-law of Lord Marcus. He was maltreated by his mother in-law, grandmother-in-law and wife's cousins. Fortunately, Charles had just received a letter of apology from the palace with a compensation of $900,000,000,000 for all damages caused to him and request for his ascension into the throne of The British Kingdom. Now, it's payback time to all who maltreated him as a live-in son-in-law and those who masterminded his banishment plots from the Palace which also led to his mother's death. "As long as I live, I must avenge Queen Ava's death!"

Amongst the wedding visitor, a masculine voice boomed and said after the priest declaration. "I have something to say, my daughter would never be getting married to a bastard." Declan Rowland was broken and shattered on the inside. Right at the altar, his bride was snatched all because he had unclear speech and couldn't fit in. Life was hell for Declan until he discovered himself. Find out his once place of rejection became his abode of vindication.

"Ma, Samson promises. Samson is going to repent; I won’t be a thug anymore. I'm going to find a real, honest job. So please, Ma, don't come back to haunt me, okay?" Samson knelt, tears streaming down his face, though his expression still looked like someone ready to pick a fight with the Angel of Death. Bejo held out an umbrella. "Boss, it’s almost sunset. We need to go collect the 'protection money' from the cafe owner," he said. "Hey, Bejo! I just promised Ma that I’ve repented. You little devil! Do you want my mother to rise from her grave because of what you just said, huh?!" Samson stood up. His towering height, nearly two meters, made Bejo instinctively jump back three steps. "But Boss, our stomachs aren't exactly followers of the repentance movement," Bejo squeaked, trembling. Samson wiped his fierce face. "From this second on, call me Samson the Protector. I’m going to find honest work. Anything! As long as I'm not shaking people down anymore." A wealthy woman looked Samson up and down, scrutinizing him. "Your body is quite large. It just so happens I need a new guard dog. I just fired the old one because he was afraid of cockroaches." Samson was ready to explode. "Hey, lady! You think I—" "Fifty million a month. Meals are provided, and you get an Italian suit for a uniform. Interested?" the woman interrupted, handing him a gold-plated business card. Samson fell silent. He then whispered under his breath, "Ma, this is honest work, right? Just being a guard dog for a billionaire."

Everyone in Eclipse City dreams of awakening an ability. I spent twenty-five years being one of the powerless. Then a monster attacked during one of my deliveries, and a strange voice appeared inside my head. [SYSTEM ACTIVATED.] For the first time in my life, I had power. But there was a problem. The system hated me. Every mission became more dangerous. Every reward came with a hidden price. When I refused to obey, it punished me. Then I discovered the truth. I wasn't the system's chosen host. I was its biggest threat. Previous hosts had all died after reaching Level 50. The system had made sure of it. Now I'm approaching Level 50, and the system is becoming desperate. It wants me to open something called the First Gate. It doesn't want me to know what's behind it. And the more I uncover, the more I realize that my entire life may have been part of the system's plan. But the system made one mistake. It gave its prisoner enough power to become its enemy. Now I'm going to break every rule it gave me... even if the truth behind the First Gate destroys the world I know.

Anna Moore summoned 10 hefty bodyguards to surround him."You're only a bastard that bore the legacy up until Simon Costa's death! Go on your knees before I break your bones!" ___Once heir to the prominent Costa family, Wayne lost his parents and became a live in son-in-law to the Moores, bullied and ridiculed by virtually everyone he came across.He disappeared for four years, and seemingly returned as a lowly mechanic.But. . . Things do not always seem as they appear.Glaring maliciously at his enemies, he swore. "I'll make them pay for murdering my parents. Yes! And right under their noses, a bastard would rule the empire!"

Ever wondered why isekai protagonists always wake up comfortably in bed, complete with their predecessor's memories and a tearful sister/maid at their side? Well, our hero isn't so lucky. No convenient memory inheritance. No peaceful awakening. No helpful NPC guide. Instead, Kyle opens his eyes to find himself bound and at the mercy of a ruthless sorceress wielding a whip, demanding answers he doesn't have. Zero tutorial, straight to the boss fight. "Talk! Or else…" "Lady, I don't even know who I am!" Trapped in a medieval fantasy world where magic is heresy and the Church hunts practitioners without mercy, Kyle must navigate political intrigue, dodge religious persecution, and somehow survive the schemes of a dangerous sorceress - all while armed with nothing but his wits and a mysteriously acquired AI companion with a talent for unhelpful commentary. Welcome to a fantasy world where: Your enemies are smarter than you Your allies might kill you tomorrow The Church wants you dead And your snarky AI buddy won't stop critiquing your life choices

Have you heard about Sabastian Westchester? No? Well, let me tell you about him. He was always seen as a poor man who had to endure the hardships of a demanding relationship and societal prejudices. But unbeknownst to those around him, he harbored a hidden secret that would change his life forever. Join me as I tell you the tale of Sabastian Westchester, a humble diner worker who became a powerful billionaire, and witness the transformation that comes with self-discovery.

In the underworld of ruthless power and unforgiving loyalty, I made an oath that would bind me for life—a blood oath sealed by vengeance, desire, and a woman who became my most dangerous weakness. They call me a monster, a king in a kingdom built on violence and fear. But I never asked for this life. I only wanted to survive. Then she walked into my world—fiery, untamed, and brimming with secrets. Our bond was meant to be temporary. A flash marriage. A simple alliance in a world where trust is a currency no one dares to spend. But with her, everything changed. The Mafia doesn’t forgive, and neither do I. She’ll learn that soon enough as I drag her through a storm of betrayal, bloodshed, and passion she never expected. Our marriage may have been a lie, but my hunger for her is very real. Now, we’re both trapped by an oath we can't escape, each step we take pulling us deeper into a world that only one of us will survive. And in the end, the savage honor I live by might just be the death of us both.