i keep witches while others keep dragons

"You cannot be married to this poor, low-key dude, he doesn't have what it takes to take care of you" "Mom, but I love him." "What love are you talking about? Do you even know how to love? ****** Meet Jace Winston, the live-in son-in-law of one of the famous families in Madrid. Despised by his in-laws because of his poor background. What happens when he becomes a centibillionaire and rises to power? "Jace, don't leave my daughter please." His mother-in-law implored.

"Step away. She's mine." Eric’s voice was calm but firm, his smirk barely concealed. The man in front of him scoffed. "And what about her?" He pointed at another woman. Eric chuckled, unfazed. "Also mine." The man’s face twisted in disbelief. "And… her too?" Eric nodded casually. "What can I say? A king doesn’t turn away his queens." Frustrated, the other man threw his hands in the air. "How many women do you even need?!" Eric grinned, tilting his head slightly. "As long as beauty exists, they will always belong to me." --- Life had always been cruel. Fired from his job over a ridiculous reason. Dumped by his girlfriend for being broke. Just when he thought things couldn’t get worse, a drunk driver sent him flying. Most would call it the end. For Eric Carter, it was just the beginning. [Ding! Activation requirements met. System initializing…] [Welcome to the Royal Harem System—Dedicated to building the greatest harem in history.] A slow, confident smirk stretched across Eric’s lips as he cracked his knuckles. "From today onward, I, Eric Carter, will be the undisputed Harem King." He straightened his posture, radiating newfound confidence. "Excuse me, miss. You're breathtaking. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Junior Smith was regarded as the useless and poor son-in-law in the eyes of all, but then, everything changed, starting with his name "So, I can call you mother?" Junior asked Emily "Of course. You're my son" Emily said "And one more thing" she continued "Your name is actually Mansion Miller Junior" His father, Mansion Miller, was CEO of D'Miller brand, the country's top company

Lu Zhen is the young master of Lu branch family. He is crippled in a fight against Jin Ha and his Dao Heart is broken. This leads to his cultivation stagnating and after painstakingly cultivating for three years without improvement he commits suicide in a forest. An opportunity than represents itself. The blood essence of a powerful beast, the Supreme White Lion, fuses with his body and the soul of this beast accepts Lu Zhen. It is now Lu Zhen and Lu Zhen is it. "This time, I'll get my revenge, I'll trample all of you beneath my feet and as for the Heavens. I'll stand above them, everything and everyone will bow beneath my feets. I SHALL BECOME...THE BEAST EMPEROR! "

"I was meant to take your father's blame, be jailed, and killed afterward so you could be with him?" Damian asked in a low, hurt voice, staring at Ravenna. "It took you this long to realize," Ravenna eyed him. "Don't play the victim card. You were a convenient scapegoat." Ravenna walked up to him and said in a condescending tone. "You should be grateful you're out. Scram, Damian!" She said, spat on his face, turned, tucked her arm into her new man's arm, and stepped into his car without a backward glance. Damian loved his wife more than life itself and wanted nothing more than to please his father-in-law, who treated him with scorn. When the opportunity came for him to finally gain his father-in-law's approval, it cost Damian everything. What happens when Damian decides to get back at those who took him for granted in the past after a revelation about his true identity? Read in the thrilling pages of "Revenge of Domenico Santoro" to witness how a once-despised son-in-law makes his enemies pay.

The Numenorian Empire. A land ruled by a handful of individuals with the power to harness the elements and push their bodies to its utmost fighting potential. For eons it has enjoyed its place at the top of the food chain; the Imperial Numerators working hard to maintain Emperor Babbage's rule against both internal and external forces. In the Empire's hubris, they pushed the Denominators, the ones gifted with an affinity for smithing and the power to bestow enchantments, to their utmost limit...All while treating them like the dirt off their heel.Numerators gloated their superiority, often at their partner Denominator's expense as the former used the latter for all sorts of things. Live target practice, general punching bags, others even abused their partners to the point of driving them to suicide. It was a system that fostered superiority in firepower and physical prowess, one that's all too common in such a medieval setting.Enter then 24-year-old Crimson.Having been reincarnated against her will, she'll have to do her best to make the most of the bad hand dealt to her by fate. Born not as a powerful Numerator capable of wielding the elements themselves, but instead with the skillset befitting of a lowly Denominator, the former unemployed medical graduate will struggle not only against the growing unrest within the Empire but also with her own acquired neuroses and fluctuating teenage hormones.It's hard enough being a modern woman in a backwater world, it's even more insufferable when you know you can make a difference. Armed with only her vast amounts of random knowledge and gameplay-molded logic, Crimson will try to mold the world around her in her own modern standards. It should be easy, right?Too bad she never finished her engineering degree.

"I'll rise above this, and you'll face the consequences of your actions," he declared, a silent promise to himself amidst the noisy laughter. “Now, you see that she was only using you all these time,” Jack said, and Sydney smiled slyly. Sydney's cold words cut through the air, echoing her heartless confession. "That's so true, I only used you to solve my Math problems. I would never want to kiss a guy drowning in unending poverty. This is not a fairy tale, where a princess gets to kiss a frog," Sydney declared, glancing down at the hole on the top of Micheal's shoe.

"I can't believe you are so shameless! You don't feel any guilt at all." "I've been with you for a while now and all I have seen is poverty. How long do you think I can hold out like that?" Lisa defended herself "A poor guy like you does not deserve Lisa. You should be in the streets like the dog you are!" Mark spat at him. **** "You'll both regret doing this. I promise you." ••••••• Nicola is someone looked down on by so many people. He has no good job and he only has his good looks. He had only his girlfriend who he thought loved him until he found out she was cheating on him. She also looked down on him just like everyone else. Done with the betrayal, he had different thoughts running through his head until his breakthrough came. He found out he was the rich heir of the richest family in the world. All he had to do was come back to his family. His life changed overnight but many still did not know his identity. Will he be get back at all those who looked down on him or will he forgive them?

"Come on, waiter," Tom taunted, his voice dripping with contempt. "You should lick it up while it's still cool," he added with a sly chuckle as his friends eagerly removed their phones to capture August’s humiliation for their amusement. August was devastated, the money he had been saving for the past eight months barely amounted to $180. How would he muster $800 to spare himself from this humiliating ordeal? Stooping that low to lick the liquor on the floor was an option he rather succumbed to death sooner than consider.  "Please, give me until tomorrow. I'll find a way to borrow the money and pay you back," August pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice. But Tom was not having it with him. “No waiter, everything starts and end today. If you are going to pay me the money then is going to be today and right now, or I will have to force you to lick up the liquor”. August's devastation intensified as he realized the gravity of the situation, this was not optional like Tom presented it the first time. His intentions were clear; he did not at all cared about the money all he wanted was to have August lick the floor for their amusement.

Ethan thought his life was over when his mother fell sick, and the costs of her operation were astronomical. Desperate and without any hope, he married Chloe in the hopes that she could help him. Hoping that she would provide the much-needed support and financial relief he sought. However, Ethan soon discovered that his marriage to Chloe was a mere façade, lacking the genuine empathy and concern he yearned for. She appeared disinterested, detached from his personal struggles, her focus solely on her own pursuits. When he couldn't produce the funds for his mother's surgery, Chloe mother urged her to abandoned him. Just when he thought things couldn't get any worse, a mysterious man approached him with a black card and the promise of riches beyond his wildest. "Greetings, young master," the man spoke with a sense of purpose. "I've been searching for you for a long time."