Mystère

"You're worthless, Alex. A parasite who's been living off my daughter for three years!" Catherine's words echoed in the hospital room as Alex stood there in his stained apron, unable to pay his wife's medical bills. His card was declined. His best friend refused to help. His in-laws treated him like trash. But what they didn't know was that Alex Munroe was actually Alexander Castellano, the billionaire heir who had walked away from his empire three years ago to test if anyone would love him without his money. Now his wife Nora wants a divorce. Her family is selling her off to save themselves from bankruptcy. And Alex has exactly two weeks to decide: reveal his true identity and reclaim his power, or let the woman he loves slip away forever. What happens when the beggar becomes the king? When the powerless reveal themselves as the most powerful? And when revenge becomes the only path to redemption?

Freshman year? Pfft. Make friends, party, maybe read some school crap so you don’t get tossed out? That ain’t Jace Prescott’s life. Eighteen years old, thinking he got his girlfriend knocked up—and the plot twist? She’s been using him like a damn lab rat. Five months of his life, filmed without him even knowing. And her? She acts like she’s the victim. Well, fuck that. Jace’s uncle calls him up: “You’re CEO now, kid.” And just like that…everything changes. Suddenly, Jace’s got money, power, and zero fucks to give. Get ready, because he’s about to slap egos, crush reputations, and serve chaos hotter than anyone in that goddamn school can handle. Face-slapping, life-flipping, “did-that-just-happen?” madness incoming. And trust me…if you can’t handle people getting roasted mercilessly, maybe step away. Jace doesn’t play nice.

“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

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

When I woke up with a hangover, I found a handsome and naked stranger sleeping beside me. --- I’m Tanya, a surrogate’s daughter, an omega with no wolf and no scent. On my 18th birthday, when I planned to give my virginity to my boyfriend, I found him sleeping with my sister. I went to the bar to get drunk, and accidentally had a one-night stand with the handsome stranger. I thought he was just an ordinary werewolf, but they said he was Marco, the alpha prince and the most powerful Lycan in our kingdom. ‘You slut, you’re pregnant! Fortunately, Rick is kind enough to let you be his mistress and save you from shame.’ my stepmother said, tossing a pregnancy strip on the table. Rick was an old pervert. No she-wolf could keep up with his sexual demand. No she-wolf could survive with him more than 1 year. When I was in despair, Marco came to my rescue. He got down on one knee, took out a ring and said he would marry me. --- I thought Marco married me because he loved me, but later I found that was not the truth…

"Oh shut up, please!" Olivia said dismissively without any hesitation, standing up and folding her arms to her chest. Jason looked shocked, his eyes moved to her, then to the others, who still hadn’t said a word in his defense. "Why have you chosen to be this useless?" she continued in a low growl. "You haven’t worked a single day since we got married. Maybe you just like sitting in that chair, being pitiful, and using it as your excuse for why you're a broke man." Jason’s teeth clenched. He wanted to defend himself, to explain again, but the moment he opened his mouth, Olivia raised a hand. "Don’t say a word, I’m not done. You think you can play the victim forever? My family paid for your therapy, flew you around the world, gave you access to the best doctors, and yet here you are, back with the same damaged spine and still sitting in that chair." She rubbed her forehead. Jason lowered his gaze, disappointed at her reaction but he didn’t talk.

"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.

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.”

“Look at him. Completely useless.” Whispers spread like poison as students mocked Asta. He stood alone before the crystal ball,his palms open, waiting for his family’s legendary flame. Nothing came. “No spark. Not even rookie fire. What a joke.” Laughter rang out. “I heard he killed his mother, like, he literally ate his way out from his mothers womb like a monster!” Asta trembled. “It’s not true… I saw the man in the black cloak…” The Empress rose,her eyes cold. “You worm. No flame. No worth. Get out of my sight you disgust me.” Asta walked away through jeers, to the labor pits. An old worker whispered. “They’re blind. I see the Legendary Dragon Flame in you...sleeping deep.” Asta stared at his palm. A dark smile grew. If the old man was right… he wasn’t weak. He was the strongest. When the Dragon Flame wakes, those who laughed will kneel in ashes. Did he awaken it? Did he take revenge? Dive into the fantasy to find out.

"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?