Mère Célibataire

The Judge nodded and a gleeful smile formed across his mouth. "On the basis of the prosecutor and evidences, I declare Elijah guilty of sexual assault to Miss Chloe." Elijah looked at the Judge, his eyes as dead as last year's snow. He didn't say anything. "As punishment for your actions, Mr Elijah," the judge announced coldly and unforgivingly. "You'll be stripped of your inheritance from Lord Owen. You're hereby sentenced to spend the next eight years in prison with nothing to your name." The judge banged his gravel, sealing Elijah's grim fate. "You'll regret this," Elijah grinded his teeth bitterly, tears smarting his eyes. "I swear to God, I'll make every single one of you pay!"

Killing Justice Ortega was supposed to be a joke. Fiction. A figment of their imagination. At least that’s what Arden Academy’s best and brightest student Ava Hernaez thought when she included Skylar Mijares and Thana Ruiz in her plan. They only meant to scare her off, but the night turned into something deadly. With Justice dead, and the remote community of The Circle thinking she’s missing, the three girls Justice wronged must come up with a way to catch the real culprit. It just can’t be them, not when they’re good girls, and certainly not when Justice has been a bitch to almost everyone at Arden. Turns out telling everyone Justice’s killer is roaming free might just expose what they had planned for Justice all along.

“I don’t even know why you're still here, the only reason why my daughter married you was so she could claim her grandfather's wealth,” his mother-in-law smirked. For 2 years, the God of war faced maltreatment in his in-law’s mansion. He had played the role of a dutiful husband, all while secretly working to change his brother's biometrics to his own. He was thrown divorce papers on a sunny day and with the divorce finalized. It was time to return to the billionaire life and revenge on those who wronged him but with dual identities. Two different men, different personalities and identities but one face. He will make his mother in law beg at his feet.

[🥉 #10 System in my real life 🥉 ]"I don't have any powers and I don't want any." Victor snorted. "Well, there is no turning back now. At this stage, you can't control your primal instincts and your will to morph. Although, they are vital for a shape-changer." Maks's eyes rounded, pacing back and forth, "I can't control my primordial instinct..." He said. "It's primal_" "They're the same thing!" He yelled back. He was going to freak out if he found himself in a situation where he couldn't help himself. He gazed at his hands. Then he started slowly. "This is your first and least level of cultivation, you'll have to keep going."

When the nation’s most mysterious trillionaire, Chris Alphonso, accidentally becomes entangled in the chaotic world of Deborah Lewis, the iron-willed daughter of a billionaire, neither realizes how a mistaken Uber ride will unravel the lives of two powerful families. Deborah is desperate her father’s empire will only be hers if she marries a man of equal fortune. Chris, living incognito beneath the radar of the elite, accepts a contract marriage proposal that should have been a simple façade. But secrets have gravity. As their fake union deepens, they’re pulled into a dangerous web of corporate espionage, family betrayal, and a love neither saw coming. In a world where appearances rule and loyalty is currency, two hearts must decide what’s worth more power, truth, or each other.

POV Kaelen For me, life is a constant challenge. I’m a werewolf, but I’ve been blind my whole life, which has made everything so much harder. Over time, thanks to my wolf instincts, I’ve developed my other senses to the point where I’ve become the best fighter in the pack. Not many people know me well; the only one who truly understands me is my best friend and Alpha, Chase. But despite my strength, I’m haunted by a fear worse than death: the possibility that, because of my condition, I’ll never be able to find or recognize my mate. Then, when I least expected it, while I was out in the human world, I caught a scent. I knew instantly it was her. I’ve started a difficult search to find her, but I’m terrified of what might happen. Will she understand what I am? Will she reject me? Or, like in my worst nightmares, will she just vanish like a shadow in the daylight?

After I took asleep in reality world, then awaken in dream world. I took asleep in the dream world, in the reality world I'm awaken. Since then, I don't know what the sleep is anymore. I slept, only to transfer my consciousness to the dream world for completing missions. The sweet days I met her only to staring her smile, that dream is caused it all gone. Encouraging myself to against The God who holds Miho as the hostage, I’m following his game to be a hero in another world planning growth my own strength to deal with slowly. On the time, I’ll punish The God with my hand as what The God did. “Miho, my dear. Wait for me, I’ll save you!”

Hero? Savior of this world? Children of miracle? Fuck about that all!! I'm just a teenanger, so I just wanna do whatever I do!!

I’m no longer the useless husband. Every single one of you will pay with blood, with sweat, and with tears. And even when you kneel before me and beg for mercy, I will show you none!

"God did not save this world. I am the one who cleansed His filth." Behind the seemingly normal modern world, a dimensional rift called the Leak continues to spew forth demons. Humanity survives thanks to the Church of Sanctum Veritatis and the Order of Demon Hunters. Elios is their best executioner. Armed with runic bullets and a silver knife, he slaughters demons not for faith, but as revenge for the death of his wife and child five years ago. When the demons begin to surrender and mission data is manipulated, Elios discovers a terrifying truth: the Church isn't exterminating demons, they're breeding them. Behind all the leaks lies the Hell's Crown Project and an Arc-Demon controlling everything. Now Elios must choose: remain the Church's cleanup crew, or destroy the system that sustains hell itself.