I Grow Stronger By Eating

"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."

From the typical fantasy hero wielding a sword and shield to a cyberpunk warrior from a futuristic metropolis. From a vicious underworld monster to a literal messenger of God. Matthew Nash has complete control over who fights in his show. The possibilities are limitless. There's nothing special about him initially. He's just an average young man who enjoys professional wrestling and mixed martial arts. Aside from watching them, he is obsessed with all types of management mode from those show's games. Handling the show budget or selecting fighters and wrestlers is more fascinating to him than controlling a character to beat opponents. After he was transmigrated to another realm, a foreign entity assigned him to put on a show that focused on the fighters from many worlds. He must be able to amuse the gods and their servants across the multiverse. What kind of spectacles will he put on? Can he beat other shows that already have big names?

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.

Mo Shen was a cultivator known across the world for his evil dead and lewd cultivation method, he was chased to the mountain peaks by emperors and powerful cultivators. Not willing to die, he used a forbidden technique that created a portal which poured demons into the world while his Soul was sent to a new world. I own the right to the cover.

Framed by his elders. Betrayed by his sworn brother. Left to rot in hell.For ten years, Li Tian bled for the Heavenly Sword Sect. His reward? His dantian was brutally shattered, his cultivation stripped, and his broken body thrown into the Abyss of Ten Thousand Graves—the sect’s forbidden corpse dumping ground.They thought it was an execution.They didn't know that deep within the primordial darkness, an ancient, non-human lineage was waiting to awaken in his blood.While the righteous masters smugly cultivate their golden dantians, Li Tian is rising from the dirt, commanding an endless tide of skeletal kings and undead gods.He is no longer their disciple. He is the Lord of the Dead—and his march of vengeance has begun."You tore down my world. Now, I’ll build an army out of your bones."

For five years, Rendi Martin gave his fiancée everything. His house, his apartment, and five companies, all signed over to Evelyn. On their wedding day, Evelyn took off her ring in front of hundreds of guests. “My role is over.” She never loved him. From the start, she belonged to Alex Wijaya, Rendi’s business rival of ten years. The board had been bought, and the guests filmed every second. In one day, the richest man in Hakward City lost his fortune, his name, and his life. His heart stopped. Then a silver ring lit up in the dark. [Extreme vengeance detected. Second chance available. Accept or decline?] Rendi wakes up with a new body, eyes that can see through anything, and a System that offers him missions. He has twenty-three dollars left. The difference is that this time, every move is his own choice. The beautiful doctor who saved his life. The secretary fired for her loyalty. The cold CEO who despises her own brother, Alex Wijaya. One by one, they step into Rendi’s life. From a flea market to the stock exchange, from a rented room to the top of the city, Rendi will take back everything that was stolen from him. And Evelyn will watch the man she threw away become a trillionaire.

"You're nothing but a useless loser," Caroline sneered. "Without me, you'd be sleeping on the streets." For three years, Darius endured humiliation as a house husband. He cooked, cleaned, and loved his wife with everything he had. In return, she cheated on him with a wealthy businessman and treated him like dirt. The night Darius discovers the truth, he finally stops pretending. "We're getting divorced." Caroline laughs mockingly. "You have no money, no power, and no future. You'll come crawling back." What she doesn't know is that Darius is the long-lost heir to one of the richest families on Earth—an octomillionaire empire that controls corporations, banks, and powerful figures across the globe. Within days, CEOs bow before him. Billion-dollar contracts land at his feet. Even feared underworld bosses tremble when they hear his name. Meanwhile, Caroline watches her company collapse after losing the one man she never should have betrayed. When the truth is finally revealed, she can only stare in shock. "You... you're the Octomillionaire Heir?" Darius smiles coldly. "Now you know exactly what you threw away." A betrayed husband. A hidden heir. A ruthless rise to power. This time, regret will be her punishment.

Frank Forbes gave up everything—his career, reputation, independence—to support his wife’s dream. He raised their child. He built strategies behind the scenes. He watched her company rise. And when success finally came, she repaid him with betrayal. Murdered in silence, erased in a blind spot, Frank opens his eyes again— reborn on the very day her company goes public. The dinner is cold. The phone is playing her lover’s toast. This time, Frank doesn’t endure. He walks into the celebration banquet, shatters reputations, ends careers, and demands a divorce in front of the world. Backed by the Reclaimed Worth System, Frank will retrieve everything he sacrificed— and turn the empire she stole into the foundation of his absolute reign.

Dimas Ardhana was just a regular guy who liked spicy food too much. After a fatal incident with a bowl of 'Hell-Fire Noodles', he wakes up in the middle of the Azure Cloud Sect, where everyone thinks he's a legendary sage returned from the heavens. With no powers, a sarcastic system, and the world's deadliest (and prettiest) sword goddess watching his every move, Dimas must 'accidentally' cultivate his way to the top. Can he maintain the lie, or will his lack of spiritual qi finally catch up to him?

*On Hiatus* On the surface, Ethan appears to be a useless groom, but behind the scenes, no one knows that he is the heir to the most powerful family in the United States! His wife divorced him for money and power, and others constantly looked down on him. Until everything was exposed, Ethan returned to his true position, and everything was just beginning! All those who had scorned and oppressed him had to regret and pay the price!