My Three Yandere Wives

In a world collapsed by unknown terrors, Samuel Gunawan finds his smartphone is the only thing that works. Inside, the DIVINE OS holds a god or a parasite, named Hermes. As Samuel struggles to survive, he must decide if the god in his phone is his greatest asset or his impending doom.

Thirty days before the world freezes, Ethan Cole is murdered by the two people he trusted most. His girlfriend. His best friend. As blood drains from his body during humanity's final days, Ethan swears revenge. Then he wakes up. Thirty days before the apocalypse. Armed with memories of the future and an Infinite Storage Space capable of storing endless supplies, Ethan begins a ruthless preparation plan. While others waste their final days partying, working, and dreaming of tomorrow, Ethan stockpiles enough resources to survive for decades. Food. Fuel. Weapons. Medicine. Luxury goods. Everything. When the Great Freeze finally arrives and civilization collapses, the people who once mocked him will beg at his door. Including the woman who betrayed him. But this time... Ethan Cole won't be the victim.

Stephen cared for Elena, lavishing her with all his love and care and she repays him by cheating on him and trembling on his emotions without pity. She calls him worthless, below her league and she has gone for a realm man. And at the heights of his emotions, the truth is revealed, Stephen isn't the worthless nobody they thought him to be, his true identity stretches way beyond what they could even fathom.

Superpowers abound. Villains rule the world. A transmigrated dork that has absolutely no idea what’s going on. Strong-armed by the Superhero Enhancement System into the thankless job of endlessly performing good deeds in a world where such actions are often met with violence, Lucas Lynn doesn't have much choice in regards to using his supposed gifts. It’s bad enough having to pretend to be a supervillain, but how exactly does Boss System expect him to save the world with only the help of a homeless teen, a dog that’s smarter than he is, and a yoyo? Oh, just trick some supervillains into becoming superheroes instead? You make it sound so easy!

Three months to live. Zero mana. One desperate lie. **That's how I became the most wanted man in Neo-Tokyo.** I told an assassin my body was "overflowing with Yang Energy." She blushed instead of shooting. I told an S-Rank Hunter her sword technique was "stiff because she's sexually repressed." She destroyed a mountain and swore eternal loyalty. I told a Succubus Queen I was "too powerful to be charmed." She became my maid. Now the is forcing me to maintain this ridiculous persona: **EXTERNAL:** "Kneel. You're not worthy of my touch." **INTERNAL:** *Oh god, if she squeezes my hand she'll break my wrist.* Every woman who desires me generates Desire Points. Lose their faith? I die. The Detective thinks I'm a criminal mastermind. The Heiress thinks I'm a caged god. My Disciple thinks my trembling is "restrained divine power." **They're all wrong. I'm just a dying scammer who weaponized charisma.** But here's the twist: The more they believe the lie... the more real it becomes. **[Warning: Contains Comedy, Face-Slapping, Steamy Mana Transfer, and a Protagonist Who Refuses to Break Character Even When Terrified]**

Max Carter has always been seen as weak, married into a wealthy family, endures mistreatment and his rich wife Emma’s coldness. While she resents their marriage, he has fallen deeply for her, enduring the family’s disdain, She never loved him, and her family made sure he knew he was an outsider. Yet Max couldn’t help falling deeply for her, doting on her despite her coldness and enduring the scorn of those around him. But everything changes when he uncovers his true identity. “I’m not the man you think I am, Emma. One day, you’ll regret underestimating me, ”

"Kill it! It's a defect! A stain like that has no right to exist in our city!" I looked at the small, pathetic puddle of black ink at my feet. The High Inquisitor’s laughter echoed through the hall, followed by the mocking sneers of the elite. My family’s last hope was crushed. My rank was zero. My future was a death sentence. But as the guard’s boot came down to crush my "beast," the world went cold. "Don't," I whispered. It was too late. The shadow didn't die. It opened its mouth. One gulp. That was all it took for a Rank-B knight to vanish into the darkness. In a world where Beast Tamers are kings and ranks are law, I was born a zero. They called my summon a "Formless Blob." They sentenced us to death before we could even breathe. Little did they know, my beast isn't from this world. It doesn't have a rank because the system can't measure the Abyss. It doesn't have a limit because it grows by eating everything they hold dear. Ranks? Social status? Respect? My shadow is hungry. And today, the elites are on the menu.

"I'll divorce Conan when Daven gets back. We only got together because he went abroad. I never expected it to drag on for three years." Conan's fingers tightened around the paper bag. Drag on for three years? For three years, he had sacrificed his identity, wealth, and position as heir to Ashworth Diamond Group to live as the Voss family's unwanted son-in-law, all for the woman he loved. But to Rhea, their marriage was nothing more than an inconvenience. Now that her beloved Daven was back, she wanted Conan gone. Fine. He would give her exactly what she wanted. After signing the divorce papers, Conan reclaimed his identity and returned to the helm of his multitrillion empire. But Rhea had no idea who she had just discarded. As her company spiralled towards collapse, only then did she realise that the husband she had taken for granted was a man far beyond her wildest imagination…and the very man she desperately needed. Desperate to win him back, Rhea eventually abandoned her pride and dropped to her knees before thousands of spectators. "Please, Conan! Let's get back together. I made a terrible mistake. I promise I won't do it again!" Conan smiled faintly. "You wish." His expression turned cold. "Go back to your lover, Rhea. You made your choice. Now live with it." And he walked away, leaving behind the woman who once thought he was worthless. She threw away an invincible husband. Now, she's begging for the one man who no longer wants her.

"A delivery boy like you is only fit to lick the dust off my shoes!" Arlo was humiliated, beaten, and dumped in the mud by his girlfriend and her new billionaire lover. He was a nobody, a 'trash' in the eyes of the elite. But then, the Infinite Cashback System awakened. [Ding! You spent $1.00. Cashback triggered: $10,000 credited to your account!] [Ding! You spent $1 Million. Cashback triggered: $10 Billion credited to your account!] Suddenly, Arlo has more money than he can spend. That luxury dealership that mocked him? He bought the whole franchise and turned it into a parking lot for his delivery bike. The corporation that looked down on him? He acquired it just to fire his enemies. From the gutters of the city to the throne of the world, Arlo is no longer a victim. He is the God of Wealth, and he’s coming to collect every debt—with interest.

For three years, Julian Cross played the perfect, obedient house husband, swallowing every insult from his entitled wife and her venomous family just to pay off his dead father's debts. His reward? A stack of divorce papers thrown in his face on their anniversary, and a mocking laugh as she walked out the door with a billionaire trust-fund kid. "Sign the papers, you useless parasite," she sneered, looking down at him like he was garbage. "You're a broke deadbeat, Julian. You'll never amount to anything." Julian didn't argue. He didn't beg. He just looked at the glowing blue screen only he could see, and chose Option 2. CRACK. He slapped her across the face, signed the papers, and walked out into the night. [Ding! Choice confirmed. Reward: $10,000,000,000 in liquid cash, God-Level Medical Skills, and a 30% controlling stake in her new boyfriend's company.] Now, the "trash" ex-husband is buying out their country club just to evict them on the spot. He’s pulling dying billionaires back from the brink of death to build an untouchable empire, and ruthlessly crushing the arrogant elites who thought they could step on him. "You thought I was a stray dog you could just kick around?" Julian whispered, looking down at his ruined ex-wife and her bankrupt new boyfriend as they begged on their knees. "You forgot one thing about stray dogs. We bite."