Mère Célibataire

"You can't subdue me to a position I've never dreamt of... To you, I'm worthless and poor, but I believe there's more to me being myself." "You should stop forcing me to turn, and going in from behind, I'm not an open door meant for every passerby..." These were the wailing and sobbing words from Kendrick, the trampled son-in-law. His world battered and soiled. Once a proud man, a family’s test found him a solace, entangled with Louis in a world of passion and pleasure. But as they say, "time flies." His newfound world crumbled, he finds himself, a maid to the Roger's family, pride succumbed by love, duty exchanged for servitude. Beaten and battered, mocked and humiliated, Vulgar words pierced through his eardrums daily, causing his eyes to widen in surprise, and his jaw to clench in pain. But then, the hands of time turned. Kendrick's resilience begins to awaken. With his secret heritage revealed, he prepares to reclaim his destiny. Will the Roger's family realize who Kendrick truly is before it's too late? Or will Kendrick’s transformation from humiliated servant to powerful heir shatter their world forever?

Silas and Thеo wеrе еvеnly matchеd, thеir grunts and shouts punctuating thе air. "You took еvеrything from mе!" Thеo scrеamеd, his ragе giving him strеngth. "And I'd do it again," Silas spat back, his knее connеcting with Thеo's stomach.

“You’re just a contract husband. Don’t forget your place.” Gianna Moretti sneered as she shoved the papers across the table. The man in the wrinkled suit only smirked. “My place? Darling, you’ll find out soon enough it’s far above yours.” She thought she was buying a nobody. A desperate man willing to be humiliated, to wear her leash for money. A man she could throw away once the contract ended. But Vincent wasn’t a nobody. He was the hidden warlord—the commander of the Eagles of the West. A man who built his empire with fire, blood, and the corpses of his enemies. When Gianna’s family turns on her… when the mafia comes to collect… when rivals laugh at her for marrying a beggar— Vincent rises. “You called me worthless? Watch as I destroy everyone who touched what’s mine.” In one night, the groom they mocked becomes the nightmare of kings. And Gianna realizes too late… the man she tried to control is the one who will never let her go

Modern esports is by no means a game. You can completely lose everything and even your life because of one stupid mistake. I was the top player on the planet, but after I was framed, I had to leave. Though with large debts, but alive. But the brother stayed and, it seems, contacted the wrong people. Now he's gone, and all I have is a few scant clues from the virtual. Well, hold on bro, I'm coming.

For three years, Diego Herrera was mocked as nothing more than a “substitute husband.” His wife sneered, “Diego, you were never my man—you were Alejandro’s replacement.” Humiliated, treated like a parasite, Diego endured in silence. Until the night he walked away. What no one knew? The man they despised was the God of Martial Arts, a healer feared in every hospital, and a hidden CEO whose empire made generals and billionaires kneel. “Diego, you’re worthless!” Isabella spat. He looked at her once, cold and final. “Worthless men don’t make CEOs tremble.” From boardrooms to battlefields, his name will shake nations. Doctors, generals, tycoons—every one bows before him. And every woman who once laughed at him now fights to catch his eye. Heiresses, celebrities, even daughters of the most powerful families… all whisper the same thing—they want him. But Diego has no need to chase. He is the storm. The boss. The man untouchable. “You’ll crawl back to me!” Isabella mocked. He smiled faintly. “No. You’ll kneel.”

Kael Draven got played. Poisoned and kicked to the curb by his own blood, he was left to rot in a pitch-black mine while the Eternal Night gnawed at his bones. It was supposed to be a straight-up death sentence. But when his blood awakens his mother’s forbidden ring, he scores a God-Tier Forge System that turns cursed scrap into weapons of mass destruction. In a world where the dark eats everything, Kael is about to show his family that being an exile is just another word for being the most dangerous man alive. "You thought the dark was my prison?" Kael snarls, hammer in hand. "Nah, man. It's my workshop, and y'all are just extra material for the forge." With a system that appraises hidden stats and fuses forbidden horrors into god-tier gear, he’s climbing out of the pit to take back his birthright. His enemies think they’re safe behind their fancy magic flames, but the Smith is back, and he’s bringing the real heat. #Action, #Adventurous, #Fast-Paced Plot, #Tragedy, #Heir/Heirness, #Hidden Identity, #Intelligent, #Ruthless, #Decisive, #Brave, #Betrayal, #Face-Slapping, #Level up, #Revenge, #Weak to Strong

Many planets exist in the universe, and each one had strong individuals of various races, some of these strong individuals rose above the masses and became a god. However above all gods was the mysterious Creater, no one knew if he was like the other gods but much stronger, or if he was there for the creation of the universe. Perhaps he created it himself but despite the many theories, nobody knew for sure. However everyone knew of his strength and wisdom And it was because of his strength that the realm was mostly peaceful. Creator: “Everyone, I’m bored. I’m ready to face the next thing in life! But if I leave, chaos will reign due to your petty power struggles, therefore I will create a challenge called the tower. You must either give up your power completely or challenge the tower having your memories wiped and your strength reset. The one to reach the very top will gain my strength, good luck young ones.” And so a race began! Although everyone immediately forgot what he said when they entered the tower… but who knows, maybe they can gain back some memory and learn why they are there? Why did they decide to join the tower? Cover thanks to freepik.com

"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.

Daniel only wanted an ordinary day. Classes, a bit of hanging out, then home before the rain grew heavier. But that humid afternoon became the beginning of the apocalypse. Humans began attacking humans, and the transformation happened right before his eyes. “Monsters don’t need a screen to be real.” Daniel said quietly. “And now they’re here. Everything Xavier talked about has come true.” This was not an ordinary outbreak. The colder the air, the faster they evolved. An air conditioner left running could become a death sentence. Rain was no longer a relief, but a trigger for slaughter. Trapped on the upper floors of the campus building, Daniel survives with Chania, Bianca, Xavier, and Kimberly. Five people with different fears, ways of thinking, and moral limits. Outside, the monsters grow faster. Inside, human decisions become even more dangerous. Chania said, “He almost bit us.” Daniel replied, “Not almost. He stopped being human a while ago.” This is not a story about heroes trying to save the world. This is a story about survival as the temperature continues to drop. And about one rule that cannot be negotiated. In Degrees of Death, the ones who die first are not the weak, but the hesitant.

"You think you can stop me, Aiden? You're nothing but a pawn in this game." Malrik's voice echoed through the cold, sterile darkness of the virtual world, laced with malice. "In The Abyss, I am the ruler. And you will fall, just like everyone else." Aiden Cross never wanted to return to The Abyss. But when his sister’s mysterious death resurfaces in the form of a cryptic message, he’s pulled back into the deadly virtual world he tried to escape. Now, he must navigate shifting alliances, face dangerous enemies, and confront a hidden AI that holds the key to everything. But with every step, the line between reality and illusion blurs—each move he makes seems to play into the hands of the malevolent forces that control it all. In the fight to uncover the truth and save humanity, Aiden will have to decide: is he a hero, or is he just another pawn in a game he doesn’t understand? But when the virtual world begins to merge with reality... Will Aiden be able to stop Malrik before it’s too late? Or will the game consume him entirely? The countdown has begun. The question is... who will survive the game?