James Charles Feet

"Useless, impoverished son-in-law!" "Get lost!" ... These were the harsh words that Elmo Brown constantly had to endure while living with the Lara's family. His wife's family looked down on him, her relatives belittled him, and even his wife who is an upcoming actress constantly berated him, going as far as betraying him and being with another man. She had no shame when Elmo confronted her with evidence of her infidelity, and they forced him to divorce her. Little did they know Elmo had inherited the mighty Brown family fortune and now possessed wealth and power. The wife's relatives who once scorned him would now be trampled beneath his feet, one by one! The family that humiliated him would now be forced to grovel at the soles of his shoes! His unfaithful wife sought out a wealthy and powerful man, so he would show her what true, absolute power was. With Elmo's appearance, everything else was merely a speck of sand in his journey of revenge and reclaiming all that was rightfully his.

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.”

I saw a small figure of a young boy running away from us in the distance.A wolf stood in the boy's shadow.However, this wolf was enormous.It had a head as big as a bear's and stood five feet tall at the top of the hump. It had pale grey fur.The boy was being chased by a worg, not a wolf.The boy had a good lead, but the massive worg's strides would quickly reduce that lead.In a split second, I made up my mind.I made a hasty dash for the boy.Lisa was also moving quickly, and she was following me.However, looking back, she faltered.I was aware that she has not yet regained her strength.Regardless, I turned back to the boy who was still running straight at me and said, "This way!Come to me!The young man gave me a nod and fled as quickly as he could.However, I was aware that the boy would be overtaken by the worg before I could even miss him by a few feet.I raised my arm back and pulled out my hatchet.Duck!”I let the hatchet fly as soon as the boy fell.

To protect his wife's family, Eddard took the fall for a hit-and-run, spending three brutal years in Hell Prison. But the moment he steps into the sunlight, his wife, Arya, dumps him to protect her company's upcoming IPO. Her toxic family calls him a worthless cockroach, kicks him to the curb, and violently tries to steal his late parents' villa. They mock him for having nothing, eager to replace him with a wealthy billionaire heir. But they have no idea who they just discarded. While in prison, Eddard wasn't just rotting—he was inheriting. He is now Zeus, the absolute supreme leader of the Apex of the Stars, commanding global wealth and power spanning six continents. He is also the legendary Medical Saint, possessing mystical healing arts that the world's most powerful tycoons will beg for on their knees. As the city's true elite line up to bow at Eddard’s feet, his ex-wife’s family is still pathetically bragging about their minor corporate status. When his true identity is unleashed, Arya and her treacherous family will learn the devastating cost of betrayal. They will beg for his mercy—but the Apex does not forgive.

Osric Thorne was the discarded heir of the Thorne shipping empire, a man who thought he had everything until his wife, Elowen Vane, and his best friend, Cuthbert, threw him off the Gilded Sovereign in the middle of a Category 5 storm. With his feet chained to an anchor and the scent of Elowen's expensive perfume lingering in the salt air, Osric was meant to be a forgotten feast for the scavengers of the abyss. Instead, his family’s "worthless" heirloom—the Abyssal Pearl—reacts to his dying rage. Fusing with his heart, the pearl awakens the [Leviathan Evolution System]. In the crushing, lightless depths of the Atlantic, Osric doesn't drown...he adapts. By consuming the apex predators of the sea, he gains their power: the obsidian armor of the great white, the bio-electric discharge of the deep-sea eel, and the terrifying sonar of the prehistoric leviathan. Now, a monster is rising from the depths. Osric Thorne isn't coming back just to reclaim his company; he’s coming back to dismantle the Vane legacy piece by piece and turn the surface world into his personal hunting ground. He was once a man of the boardrooms, but he has returned as the Warden-King of the Abyss. The elites of Oakhaven are about to learn a bitter truth: the ocean doesn't forgive, and neither does Osric Thorne.

"Apologize to Mike and get the hell out of here, before we really destroy you, you stupid cleaner!" he snarled. The taunting laughter from the group echoed around the court. Ethan’s cheeks burned as he clenched his fists, but he didn’t let the tears fall. Not now. Not when he could still hold his dignity—though it was quickly slipping away. Melissa’s eyes shifted uncomfortably, and for a moment, Ethan saw something in them—a flicker of fear. But it was quickly replaced by an air of indifference. She shifted on her feet, glancing away, clearly uncomfortable but refusing to step forward. The group continued to mock him, calling him a beggar and a loser. "Look at him," one of them laughed. "A poor idiot who thinks he’s better than everyone else!" The mocking continued, but none of it hit harder than the silence from Melissa. Ethan turned his head toward her, his voice cracking as he asked. “Melissa, what the hell are you doing here? You... you’re my girlfriend!” His voice trembled with a mixture of anger and hurt. The heir of the Elliot family, but his parents didn’t tell him the truth. They wanted Ethan to feel the difficulties of life.

Zhao Tian was the only son of the Ruler of the God Realm. He was born with unparalleled talent, standing above the highest bloodline from the beginning of his life. However, since his birth… something that should not have existed began to appear. The phenomenon that shook the universe when he was born was considered normal by many parties, even by his own father, because of the status and bloodline he possessed. However, not all existences saw it that way. At the peak of existence, there were those who could manipulate the cosmic order. And for the first time, something appeared beyond the reach of their understanding. The river of fate could not see him. The laws that should have governed everything… did not touch him. Since that moment… the children who were born at the same time disappeared one by one. Zhao Tian survived because he had extremely powerful parents. But the price to protect him, his entire family and subordinates were slaughtered. With damaged memories, Zhao Tian rose. He not only fought the people who slaughtered his family. But he also had to destroy the existence that could manipulate the order of the universe. “Because the universe tried to reject me. Then… I will make the universe submit beneath my feet! Remember. My name is Zhao Tian!” Rejected by the Cosmic Order

Jake Martins was a struggling husband man, he struggled between many jobs to provide for his rich wife and twin daughters but all he got from his inlaws were insults and disgrace because he couldn't give their daughter the kind of life they wanted for her. Matters became worse when he got into an accident that crippled him for a while. During this period, he caught his beloved wife in their matrimonial bed with a rich man, and when he tried to complain she rubbed his crippled and poor state over him, accused him of cheating which led to his being thrown out of the family house. In all these, the only person who cared for him was Samara, the house help to his wife's family. She took him into her little one-bedroom apartment and nursed him till he could use his legs again. His life changed when the man who hit him with a car found him and for compensation opened a business for him. That was the beginning of Jake's rise to riches. He is now a billionaire, the second richest man in Los Angeles, and is back to avenge all those who mocked him and treated him like trash including his ex-wife and her family. He would make all of them fall at his feet and beg for mercy.

After dying during a failed buttocks enlargement, Jasmine who just won a contest as the most beautiful lady in the was reincarnated in the opposite of who she was in her formal life. As the ugliest baby on earth, Ugly-face must achieve his eartly target, or be send back to hell... What is Ugly-face babbling about?" Alicia asked as she make a face at me, pinch my left cheek and said, "you can smile as long as you like. I am not a fans of yours, and your smile can't change my mind." "Let's go and play with other children. His bizarre smiling is giving me chills," Betty announced, hissed and walked off. "Will you play with him for a while?" Alice asked Alicia. "No chance, buddy. I can't touch that thing with six feet long pole," Alicia answered back, peeked at my face and let out, "babies smiles are supposed to make someone to feel relaxed, but your smilling is giving us chills." Alicia left, and I was left alone with Alice who keeps smiling back at me. "Give me your hand, sweetheart," I mumbled as I stretched my right hand towards her. "Poor baby... He is lonely and want me to carry him." "Yes, Babe. Carry me up and plant a wet kiss on my lips."

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.