Mãe Solteira

"Drink up, brother," they said, passing me the poisoned wine. In my first life, I was the fool who conquered an empire only to hand it to my family on a silver platter. My reward? A silver goblet laced with nightshade, a dagger between my ribs, and the sound of my own brothers laughing as I choked on my own blood. They seized my throne, slaughtered my loyalists, and completely erased my legacy. Then, I blinked. I wasn't lying on the cold stone floor of a locked treasury. I was standing in the middle of the Grand Pavilion, ten years earlier, holding the exact same golden chalice. Julian was right next to me, patting my shoulder with his fake, loving smile. The universe had hit rewind. My body is ten years younger. My vast mana pools are gone, reduced to a flickering spark. I am physically a weak, untrained prince surrounded by apex predators. But I remember everything. Every hidden treasure, every forbidden spell, every upcoming disaster, and exactly how each of my brothers breathes. They think I am still their naive, easily manipulated pawn. They have no idea that the gentle prince died in that treasury—and a monster woke up in his place. I’m not going to fight them for this rotting kingdom. I'm going to let them starve. I will cross into the forbidden lands, awaken a dark system, and build an empire so terrifying it will swallow theirs whole. My name is Kaelen. They wanted my throne, but they will drown in their own blood to reach it.

As he considered the attack on Atlantis City, Drake's face darkened for a moment, but he shook his head to clear his mind and looked the king in the eye.I can only say that I was going about my business in the city from which I came when it was suddenly bombed.I was, as far as I could tell, the only one who made it through that.After that, I fell down a shaft, struck my head as I fell, and eventually fell asleep.Next thing I knew, I was here in chains.I'd rather keep things that way;I really do not want to discuss my past right now.Everything just went missing. The observers debated what they had heard as more murmurs and hisses filled the grotto. "I'm expecting that by 'bombarded' you imply that your city was gone after, right?"The crowd's murmuring was stopped when the king asked. Shortly after, Drake replied, "Completely leveled."Bastian tapped the high position arm with a claw a couple of times as he suspected peacefully.After that, he stood up straight and spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear. Bastian stated, "I would easily be able to say you’re not guilty of anything" if this decision were simpler to make.While the crowd erupted into a hystearical commotion, Andromon and Prismo shared a brief glance, displaying a hint of surprise.However, "I'm afraid I can't just let you off the hook, after your involvement with the actual thief's escape," he continued, immediately silencing the grotto.

You called me a beggar today. Tomorrow, I will buy the air you breathe." ​Emeka Osei was the definition of brilliance trapped in poverty. A first-class Economics graduate from UNN, he was destined for greatness—until his own uncle, Chief Boniface, framed him for fraud to seize the family’s legacy. Betrayed by his fiancée, Adaeze, for a wealthier rival, Emeka was left to rot in an abandoned warehouse in Apapa, Lagos. ​Just as he reached the depths of despair, a cold, blue interface flickered before his eyes. ​[DING! Deep Ambition Detected: 120/100] [System Activated: INFINITE WEALTH SOVEREIGN] [Mission: Attend the Zenith Capital board meeting in 18 hours. Reward: ₦50,000,000.] ​Equipped with the Business Insight Eye, Emeka no longer sees a world of struggle; he sees a world of hidden assets, corporate secrets, and raw profit. From the high-stakes casinos of Victoria Island to the oil-rich creeks of Port Harcourt, Emeka begins a ruthless climb to the top. ​He isn't just seeking revenge; he’s staging a hostile takeover of the entire continent. Those who spat on him while he was down will soon find themselves begging for a seat at his table. ​Tags: #Independent #InstantBillionaire #Face-Slapping #System #Revenge

Unknown to me, I wasn’t the worthless piece of shit my in laws view me to be. I was the strongest member of a secret clan who lost his memory while on a mission. Years gone had given my enemy the perfect time to destroy all I left behind. But now I’m back, and every single of those who crossed me would feel the wrath me; The Almighty Mael Ze’Ev had in store for them all. …………… “Pick your poison Joe, you can either step down and remain honored, or be stubborn and watch me wipe the floor with you.”

Victor just wish to live his life in peace. However, life is just to cruel to him, as he live his life beaten and degrade all the time. At some point in his life, Victor will end up in the brink of death. As he reminisce the past, a voice out of nowhere spoke to him. "Who's there?" Victor yelled "You need not worry, I am a friend." The voice spoke much clearer and sounded like child. "Who are you?" He asked again. "I'm the Watcher…" "Watcher?" With the help of the Watcher, Victor will turn his life around. As he fulfil the wish of others, he'll discover secrets about his family which lead him no choice but to take action. Action in which a life may be at stake.

"The strength of one man is limited, but the strength of an army is endless." Mo Shen spoke from his throne while billions of soldiers were kneeling in front of him, ready to destroy their foes. "Stop pretending to be a god." A woman wearing a full set of golden armor raised her voice. Mo Shen shook his head and simply smiled. "Pretend to be a god? I'm the smartest and most powerful being in the universe. I never pretended to be a god. All this time, I was pretending to be human. " His eyes illuminated the whole battlefield, and the horns of war signaled the beginning of the end. This is not the story of a hero. This is the story of a true conqueror, a true god.

“Yeah, I’m sure he’ll be back,” Kaelan said. “We need to leave.” Kaelan picked the four daggers up then headed for the door. The duo left the room and made their way down the stairs. “Huh? Are you leaving?” the innkeepers voice sounded behind them. Two scythe is hand, each connected to chains. “You havent paid your clean up fee. Im sure you two messed up the room with your fun.” Kaelan raised a brow, but Lira spoke first. “How much?” “Ten Sarls.” She didnt complain. She placed it on the front desk beside and asked, “can we leave now?” “Yes, yes. Do come again. I like customers like…” the innkeeper paused. His grip on the scythe got tighter. “Tch, they are back again.” Liras ears twitched, and her hand tightened around her dagger. “They are here,” Kaelan said, while looking around. A shadow moved across the broken window. Then, the door burst inward, splintering at the edges. Three assassins tumbled in, cloaked in black, daggers flashing in the dim light. One lunged straight for Kaelan. Kaelan bent to the side, letting the blade slash past him. He grabbed the table and swung it, smashing the first attacker into the wall. The impact sent dust into the air, and the man groaned. “Hey! My Sarls,” yelled the innkeeper. Glass shattered as assassins came in through the window. “I’m gonna kill ya,” he said and charged at them. Lira was already moving, slicing, dodging. Her attacker was fast, but she was faster. Kaelan tossed a dagger at him. It pierced his neck from behind. Lira turned to him, but he didnt pause. He grabbed the third assassin, swung him like a rag, smashing his back into the wall. Kaelan bolted out the inn and Lira leapt after him.

After six years of brutal warfare on the frontlines, Trevor John returns to Cloud City as a discharged soldier, carrying nothing but a worn duffel bag and his late father’s final wish. To the eyes of the elite, he is nothing more than a poor, nameless veteran — especially in the eyes of his arranged fiancée, Amanda Kalton, the proud and beautiful CEO of Rose Corporation. Amanda, along with her arrogant admirers and high-society circle, looks down on Trevor with nothing but contempt and ridicule. They mock his plain military uniform, trample on his dignity, and repeatedly try to humiliate him, believing he is just another worthless man trying to climb the social ladder through marriage. But they are all gravely mistaken. Beneath his ordinary appearance lies a terrifying identity and unimaginable power. The man they scorn is the disciple of the legendary Divine Sage, a hidden dragon who dominates the battlefield and holds authority that can shake the entire city. Armed with the legendary Heavenly Dragon Card and connections that reach the peak of power, Trevor has returned not just to fulfill his father’s dying wish, but to uncover the truth behind his father’s mysterious death.

"H...How could you do this to me!" Joshua's voice cracked as he felt the cold sting of betrayal wash over him. He stood there, witnessing another man slamming into his wife. The woman whom he had sacrificed everything for, and yet she was naked with another man. "Oh my God, Joshua! Can't you see I'm busy?" Elizabeth yelled, biting her lips to hold back her moan. "Get out, you pathetic bastard!" She spat, and the man behind her smiled at Joshua, making his world crumble. I will make them pay! I will burn their world to the ground!!

Everyone thought Jace Prescott would ruin his life before twenty. Then the girl he planned to marry destroyed him in front of millions. For five months, nothing between them had been private. Not the secrets. Not even the moments he thought belonged only to them. Millions had been watching. The same day his life fell apart, a dying billionaire appeared with a shocking claim: "I’m your uncle. And you’re inheriting my empire." Jace has no interest in forgiveness. And in a school full of arrogant rich kids, fake saints, and people who mistake kindness for weakness… That’s about to become everyone’s problem.