My Irresistible Love

I was dumped from my crappy office life into a glowing fantasy hellhole. Yeah, right. No OP powers, just me, office grunt Akira, grinding like a noob against skeletons and goblins. Then this haughty but hot elf collars me as her slave. "Kneel, worm," she sneers. Do you think you can handle the survival shenanigans while a dominant elf humiliates you every day, reader? Or are you too busy with your own boring grind? Dive in if you dare. It's lewd, brutal, and way better than your stupid reality. FR.

I remember the day everything burned like a wound that would never heal. Flames stole my family — my parents were ripped from me, my little brothers and sisters turned to ash — all because debts bled our name dry. They came in the night with torches and cold mouths, set our home alight, and watched the world I knew collapse into smoke. When I thought the world had taken its last piece of me, something — someone — stepped through the blaze. I could not tell if it was man or woman; the fire kept the savior's shape blurred and holy, as if the flames themselves had given birth to a protector. They pulled me from the ruin and vanished like a promise. For seven years I answered a different kind of fire. I joined the army and let the drill and the discipline burn the broken parts clean. My hands learned steel. My bones learned marching. My nights learned keeping watch. I learned how to turn pain into armor, sorrow into strategy. I was forged in training fields and battle lines until a new name fit me. I am Kaelor Thane now — not a child who once cried over ash, but a force that arrives on the war road without apology. They called me the God of War because I learned to move like thunder and strike like winter. I carry no mercy in my pocket; I carry only the weight of a debt to be settled. Those who think they can stand between me and what I owe will learn the hard truth: I do not forgive. I do not forget. I return to make the ledger even, and I will make them pay in ruin, pain, and a silence that remembers my name.

Benjamin Hart was heartlessly murdered in cold blood by his wife, Serena Marcelline. She neglected her sick daughter, fighting to reinforce her career as the city mayor, while she was knowingly losing her family. Aria, her daughter died out of her own negligence . She eliminated her husband clean, as divorcing him would be scandalous to her career, choosing another wealthy man over his him. But unbeknownst to her, her ex- husband who she thought was dead was never dead. He was given a second chance, and he returned, reincarnated as the supreme Lord, the most powerful being in the world.

They killed his father and framed him for crimes he didn't commit, they also didn't stop until they stole and destroy everything he loved. They all thought they were done with Marcus until five years later. Five years in a supernatural realm transformed him into something the monsters never expected. Now he's back with powers that defy reality, wealth that commands respect, and a hunger for revenge that won't be satisfied until every enemy bleeds. The ex-fiancée who betrayed him? She wants him back. The sister he thought was dead? She's been weaponized against him. The cosmic entity devouring dimensions? It's coming for him specifically. Marcus Vale thought he was hunting the people who destroyed his family. He didn't know his entire bloodline was designed for war, that his mother has been building an interdimensional army, or that making the Devourer cry would be the *least* weird thing about his week. Revenge was supposed to be something simple. Instead, he's got: - Three powerful women fighting for his attention - A reformed apocalypse monster as a pen pal - 500 supernatural soldiers about to invade Earth - And a family tree that connects to literal demons And now everyone—human and monster alike—is about to learn what happens when you push a Vale too far.

They thought he was dead. They thought they had won. Left for dead on the battlefield, Supreme General Asher Blackmoor of Drakmont was written off as a blind, broken man. His wife betrayed him, his parents were tormented, and his enemies celebrated his downfall. But Blackmoor doesn’t fall. He rises. Now, the man they believed defeated has returned—stronger, fiercer, and hungrier for revenge. Armed with a vengeance that burns brighter than the fires of war, he will crush anyone who dared to cross him, past or present. Because in Blackmoor’s world, no one escapes justice. They should have killed him when they had the chance. What does the General have in mind as he makes his comeback?

Three years ago, she was a poor judge of character. She was willing to donate her kidney and become disfigured for an a**hole. However, not only did that man cheat on her, he had even nearly caused her to lose her life!Three years later, she regained her beauty. Upon her glorious return, she swore to make all a**holes pay for what they did.It was widely known that Stanley Batton, the wealthiest tycoon in Atlantis, was a cruel man feared by many. Although he had the facial features of a passionate man, he was known for his heart of ice.People constantly speculated on the kind of woman who would be able to open his heart.However, to everyone’s surprise, he kneeled on one knee under the spotlight, and in front of every known media company, to tie a butterfly knot on her shoe.“Stanley Batton, what do you really want?” She seemed panicked and flustered.He laughed at himself. “Xyla Quest, no one else but you can take my life away!”

Benjamin Joseph is a product of adultery. His mother had an affair before she conceived him. He has an ugly past; he saw a scene that ruined his mental health. Due to his past, he develops Othello Syndrome and only sleeps with women with certain physical features; green eyes and an hourglass figure- just like a certain woman. He meets Angela Davis, an entertainment reporter, who was humiliated by her ex at a party. "If he thinks he's found someone better, find someone better as well", he advised her that night as she wept heartbroken. They cross paths again and fall deeply in love with one another. Will she leave Joseph just like everybody does? Or will she help him get better? Will Joseph learn to trust and respect her love for him?

In the gripping world of organized crime, Gabriela, a reluctant heiress, discovers she is destined to inherit the formidable power of "The Die" from her father, the notorious crime lord. As she grapples with the weight of her newfound responsibilities, a mysterious man, sworn to protect her, enters her life. However, the lines blur as their connection deepens, leading to an unexpected twist – the enigmatic guardian finds himself entangled in a forbidden love with Gabriela. Together, they navigate a treacherous underworld, where alliances are fragile, and betrayal is inevitable. "Kings of Crime" is a riveting tale of power, passion, and the blurred boundaries between duty and desire.

"Ever since I adopted you, you have brought nothing but bad luck on me. I don't want you as my son any longer. I disown you." Those were the words that Harlan's father told him on the day he thought he had had enough misfortunes. First, he was insulted by the girl he had a crush on for four years and next he was sent away from work.  When Harlan got to his cupboard room that night, he met an unexpected visitor... One thing led to another and Harlan was adopted by a wealthy man which made him become Harlan Smith, the rumoured billionaire's hidden son. His life changed for good and it was time to get back at the bullies in school and live the life he has always dreamt of. But then, Harlan got to know more dark secrets about his birth.

My girlfriend dumped me for a rich scumbag.He humiliated me in front of everyone — all because I was broke.But just when I thought life couldn’t hit me harder...“Ding! 15,000,000 dollars have been transferred to your account.”One text changed everything.The father I never knew?A billionaire.The life I never dreamed of?Now mine to claim.From a penniless loser to the heir of a trillion-dollar empire — my revenge begins.And then she appeared — my stunning, mature assistant, whispering softly: “Sir, I’ll handle all your needs.”Money. Power. Status. Desire.This is where my new life begins.