Mère Célibataire

“You should have died today!” After five years of failing to awaken a Guardian Beast, Aeron was finally declared a Forsaken and sentenced to death. His family was ashamed of him. His fiancée abandoned him. Even his own father wished the execution had been completed. Then, on the day he was supposed to die, something finally awakened inside Aeron. A tiny snake. Everyone mocked him again. But they didn’t know why the beasts around him suddenly became restless. They didn’t know why dragons, which had disappeared thousands of years ago, began roaring across the sky. And they didn’t know that the little snake around Aeron’s wrist was hiding a terrifying secret. Aeron had spent five years being treated like a worthless man. Now, he was about to discover that he had been born with the power of the Dragon God. “Powerless? You’re the most powerful man alive!”

“I took the fall for your family’s mistake. And this is how you repay me?” Alisha laughed. “Marrying you was the biggest mistake of my life. I thought I could turn a charity case into a man. Turns out, you’ll always belong in the gutters.” Her words shattered the last piece of Rhy’s heart. Five years ago, Rhys sacrificed everything to protect a family that was never truly his. Branded a criminal, he entered prison with nothing. But Rhys walked out a king. Now the ex-con they mocked has returned as the most powerful man in the city: a legendary healer, an unstoppable fighter, and the hidden heir to an empire beyond imagination. The woman who discarded him wants him back. The family who betrayed him begs for forgiveness. The enemies who hunted him pray it’s not too late. They called him trash. Now they’re about to discover what happens when a king stops holding back.

As they entered the grand foyer, Sonia felt overwhelmed by the opulence surrounding her. Crystal chandeliers hung from high ceilings, and priceless artwork adorned the walls. It was a far cry from the life she had known. Once they were alone in one of the spacious rooms, Tyler turned to Sonia. With gentle hands, he reached for her veil. "May I?" he asked softly. Sonia hesitated, her heart racing. After a moment, she nodded, closing her eyes as the veil fell away. "You're beautiful, Sonia," Tyler said, his voice filled with sincerity. Sonia's eyes flew open in surprise. "How can you say that? My face... it's..." "a part of who you are?," Tyler finished the sentence for her. "And you are beautiful." He paused, his expression growing serious. "Now, we need to take care of those injuries from earlier." "What do you mean?" Sonia asked....

"What the fuck! Who are you?! You're the one standing at the end of the street, right? Who are you!!" "Howl." The man named Bast Howl was a guardian deity sent to protect animals on earth. Anna is a detective who investigates an unnatural death case. But in the midst of her investigation, Anna is attacked by a mysterious human figure, causing Anna to be injured. Anna is attacked by a mysterious human figure, causing Anna to get hurt. Suddenly another mysterious man came just before a sharp knife pierced his heart. Howl was sent to find out the traitor who fled to earth and echoed into a human figure who killed many humans and animals on earth. Howl and Anna share the same mission, until they decide to work together. But when the two live together, feelings of love arise between each other. This absurd love story makes them unable to be honest about their feelings. Can they solve that mysterious case? Can they be together?

Identity is all in a global city that never sleeps, never forgets. Your name is what makes the difference on who you can access or the value you have and what awaits you. However, there is a man who is not connected to the system. No records. No history. No name. He grew up in the shadows of an ultra-controllable metropolis, managing to survive on his instincts, intellect, and secrets he does not even comprehend completely. Once a perfect machine of the city starts to fail, due to his inexplicable presence, strong institutions begin to pursue him not to kill him but to define him. As he continues digging he finds out buried a fact that the system was not meant to safeguard people. It was designed to erase them. And he might be the only fault it is impotent to amend. Stuck between underworld connections, high-end enforcers, and an enigma that surrounds his creation, he has to choose whether to vanish forever... or to shred the illusion of the city. Since the system will never name you again, you are either nothing or you're dangerous.

Left to die on the ninth floor of the Ashcrown Trial Tower by his own cousin, Kael was never supposed to survive the fall let alone come back changed. In the dark beneath the Tower, something ancient and starving made him an offer no dying man could refuse: power enough to unmake anyone who ever called him worthless, in exchange for a piece of himself he can never get back. Now bound to the forbidden Voidforge System, Kael can take apart any ability used against him and rebuild it as his own — stronger, stranger, and no longer bound by the caste rules that once decided his worth before he was born. The Tower thinks he’s dead. His cousin thinks the throne is already his. The examiners have already closed his file. They’re all about to learn what happens when a Nullborn stops asking to be seen and starts making sure no one can look away.

When the media exposed that I was the true heir, they dragged me back from the countryside—not to welcome me, but to shut me up. My mother called me an embarrassment. My three sisters begged my father to keep the fake brother instead. My ex-girlfriend? She laughed and said, "He's everything you'll never be." They don't know that the real heir died years ago. I'm just a transmigrator who woke up in his body and I've already read the novel about this family's downfall. I know the fake brother is planning to bankrupt my father. I know the lottery jackpot he's about to win. I even know the exact moment my mother will kneel and cry for my forgiveness. They want a scapegoat? Fine. I'll play the fool. But by the time they realize I'm not the victim, I'll own everything they love.

So I wrote Acnefera on Webnovel. The grammar was awful. The spelling was inconsistent and I am going to rewrite it. it is going to make more sense and it's going to be better with more fleshed-out characters and better motivations better villains. I'm going to rewrite the story even better. So enjoy.

Patricia was bullied for a decade for believing in her husband. They said Marco had abandoned her. They destroyed her wedding certificate, , declaring her loyalty a pathetic joke. But through the humiliation, she held onto one unshakable truth: her husband, Marco, was a hero who would return to her. When Marco Bianchi finally steps back into her life, it’s not as the humble soldier they all mocked. It is as General Marco Bianchi, the Supreme Commander of the Allied Forces, the legendary Defender of Seraphia. Butthen, they found out where he really works—a old, broken-down water plant. Now, they're forcing him to prove his power in front of everyone and Marco accepts the challenge. Now, as the elite of the city gather to witness his downfall, one question remains: Who will walk through the banquet hall doors? A legion of the world's most powerful dignitaries... or a handful of maintenance workers, sealing Marco's fate as the greatest impostor of them all?

Warren made to speak but just then the MC got the stage, officially welcoming everyone to the gala. Just then Lady Williams joins them. Surprised couldn't describe what she felt seeing Warren at the gala. “What's he doing here?” She asked. “We’re just as shocked as you are grandma,” Troy said. “Don't stand close to us. I don’t want anyone thinking we are actually associated with a commoner like you,” Laurel said. Soon they were interrupted by the loud voice from the speaker. “...Please welcome on stage, the host of tonight's gala and newly appointed CEO of Sterling Heights, Warren Easton.” Loud cheers and applauses erupted immediately. Warren made his way to the front and stood until the noise died down. His eyes squarely on the Williams family. He watched as their faces switched from the looks of confusion to realisation to that of surprise. He had them where he wanted them. Bingo.