Mère Célibataire

Once mocked by his wife, discarded by her proud family, and trampled by colleagues, Evan Blake was the definition of failure. But fate had other plans. When a hidden truth reveals he’s the heir to a trillion-dollar legacy, everything changes. Power, wealth, influence — now, the same people who scorned him bow at his feet. But Evan doesn’t forget. And he doesn’t forgive easily. Especially not when the woman who mocked him comes crawling back... doing everything possible to get him back. But as Evan went on to build his power, even the most powerful men in the country want him gone. And they’re about to learn that Evan Lancaster can't be stopped. He'll make them all bite their fingers in regret!

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.

“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."

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.

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!!

On our third wedding anniversary, I lit candles, cooked her favorite meal, and waited. She said she was working late. I went to surprise her. Instead, I found my wife walking into a hotel with another man—laughing, kissing—while I stood in the street like a fool. That night, I filed for divorce. The next day, her lover shoved me into traffic. The car should have killed me. Instead, I woke up with a power I can’t explain—five frozen seconds where the world stands still, and only I can move. Five seconds to expose a lie. Five seconds to ruin an enemy. Five seconds to make them choke on every ounce of humiliation they gave me. They took my love, my trust, and the life I built. Now I’m taking everything from them—slow enough that they’ll see it coming, and fast enough they can’t stop it. She betrayed me. They tried to bury me. But I’m not the man they remember. I’m the man they’ll regret ever crossing.

Ethan Carter was a poor scholarship student in Westbridge University trying to survive with menial jobs. He was bullied by some of the rich students. But the worst betrayal comes from the person he trusted most. ‎When Ethan discovers his girlfriend in the arms of the campus playboy. He was expelled after a humiliating fight with the play boy, but fate had other plans. Ethan is not who he thought he was. He is the long-lost heir to one of the most powerful billionaire empires in the country. The poor scholarship student everyone mocked is about to return with unimaginable power, determined to uncover the truth about his mother’s mysterious death and claim his rightful place in the Wilson empire. And the people who once laughed at him? They’re about to learn that the boy they humiliated… was a king in disguise.

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!"

I’m a god of war, a mystery and perfect picture of complications. But don’t spill. They can underrate me all they want. They will never guess what my comeback becomes.