Please Be Patient Grand Duke

Jak was an ordinary individual living a mundane life, until a strange accident occurred and he died. But the gods had other plans and granted him a wish, reincarnating him into a new, wonderful world. There he met a beautiful goddess who took him on as a student, leading him on an incredible journey of adventure, magic and self-discovery. Jak spent the years wisely, learning all the skills and knowledge he could under the watchful eye of the goddess. He was sure that he would need these skills for his future journey. After reincarnating in this world, he started to fulfil his dreams one by one, such as having a big family with multiple beautiful and capable wives, and conquering multiple realms. With his newly acquired knowledge, he was able to become an OP quickly, making Aashi an eternal companion. After settling into a peaceful home filled with all the things he ever wanted, the otaku was ready to indulge in his favorite pastime: watching anime. Little did he know that an incredible adventure awaited him, one that he and his beloved wives would embark on together. Witnessing the unfolding of a fantastical journey, the otaku soon found himself engulfed in a world filled with danger, romance, and an ending that none of them could have anticipated. Would they make it through unscathed? It was only a matter of time before they discovered the answer. ......... Disclamer: Book.cover is not mine, if you are original artists then please contract me though the link below or comment on the chapters. Link: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100090763447190&mibextid=ZbWKwL Do follow and like my page. ....... Join my discord; Link: http://discord.gg/Abysalyounglord#0640

"Who is Mr. Maximilanno in Avrilla city?" This was the question every business owner and affluent person in Avrilla city asked. Mr. Maximilanno seemed to be the sole owner of the entire city and everyone wanted to curry favour with him as much as everyone despised Ric, a lowlife ex- convict. ******** Ric is the live-in Son in-law of the Steffanina family, he answers Ric Mariano but his documents carry Ric Maximilanno after his mother and him are kicked out of the Mariano Mansion in Westmoreland county fifteen years ago. Ric serves a jail term for his wife's father's sake in a bid to make her love him better but she leaves him in Jail, when he's released he discovers his wife is remarried. Hurt and broken he attacks the groom, he is beaten up and left to die but someone saves him. He wakes up to a new knowledge.  He is the Dragon heir. Ric continues to hide his identity under his mother's last name Mariano while everyone in the city searches to find and please Mr. Maximilanno. His disguise would enable him to take revenge on all those who looked down on him and know those who are true to him. He marries again but this time not for love but for more power and dominance. His signature is needed to approve the next Mayor of the city; the same position his ex-father in-law is campaigning for. If his ex-wife checks her divorce certificate she would know the truth, if his jailers check the conviction details they would know and if his new wife checks her marriage contract she would know. Find out if anyone would be that detailed to check and discover who the only man with the Maximilanno last name in Avrilla city is.

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship candidate, Christopher Wesley is dead; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. When Vanessa begins to get calls from an unknown person wanting money he claims Christopher had stolen, Alaric has no choice but to accept that their killer is yet to be found. He is determined to get to the bottom of this case and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for Vanessa.

"No one cares whether I live or die," Christian thought as he felt himself losing consciousness, his body weak and broken after being abused to the brink of death by his own father. When he woke, however, he found himself surrounded by a group of unfamiliar faces. These strangers, claiming to be his mother's relatives, looked at him with a mix of fury and compassion, grandfather, uncles, and aunts, people he never knew existed, stood before him. "Who dared to hurt the heir of the Sargent family?" His uncles roared, their voices trembling with rage. "The one who dares to lay a finger on my precious grandson will meet their end!" His grandfather declared with cold determination. "Here, Christian," one of his aunts smiled, handing him a sparkling black card. "This is your diamond card, one of a kind. It’s all yours, you could even buy a country with it if that’s what you want." They treated him like the most precious treasure in the world. The once-abandoned and ridiculed son of the Adam's family turned out to be the long-lost heir of the prestigious Sargent family. The same Adam family that had humiliated and tormented him was brought to their knees. Broken and desperate, they begged for his forgiveness. "Christian, we’re sorry," they pleaded. "Please, have mercy on us! After all, we’re still family!" A tale of vengeance and redemption. The Rise of Christian Sargent chronicles, a journey of an abandoned son reclaiming his identity and power as a true heir of Sargent family. As Christian unravels the mysteries of his bloodline, he forges unexpected connections, faces his enemies, and discovers the truth behind his mother’s legacy in this magical and exhilarating saga.

“Don’t make a scene, Marcus.” Quinn’s eyes, always so cold, flicked over him as if he were an unwanted stain. “A Saintess can’t be sullied by a man like you. Keep your distance.” For three years, Marcus Steel was a ghost in his own marriage. His wife, worshipped for her holy power, never let him near—not even a touch, not a night together. Yet every gathering, she let Alexander—her so-called ‘brother,’ his former best friend—rest his head in her lap, her hand stroking his hair, their laughter intimate and careless for the world to see. “Does it ever bother you?” Marcus whispered one night, desperation thick in his voice. “That you give him what you never gave me?” Sophia only smiled, distant as ever. “Alexander needs me. You… you’re just my duty.” When the earthquake shattered the banquet hall, Marcus reached for her through the falling debris. “Quinn! Please! Just take my hand—help me!” But her golden barrier was already around Alexander. She didn’t even look at Marcus as he screamed, “I’m your husband! Don’t leave me—” “I can’t save everyone,” she said, voice like ice. “Alex is injured. I promised to protect him.” As rubble crushed his body and hope faded, something ancient awoke in Marcus. Flames danced in his blood, power surging from the pain, the betrayal. From the ashes of humiliation and heartbreak, a dragon roared to life. Marcus Steel is dead. The Dragon King rises—and the Saintess will beg for mercy she never showed.

“You aren't destined to be rich. Stay poor, wear rags, and find women of your own caliber.” Those were the parting words of Jayden's girlfriend when she dumped him for a wealthy man. He had always noticed her shifting behavior, her expensive new outfits, and her sudden obsession with appearance—but what could a nobody like him do? He was just an ordinary worker grinding day and night at a local bakery. He had literally gone hungry just to please her, only to be cast aside like trash. Devastated and broken, Jayden returned to his empty room. Then, his phone buzzed. A single message changed everything. A bank credit with nine zeros. Before he could even process the impossible sum, a phone call came from a stranger—the Vice President of the world-renowned Apexium Conglomerate. But this wasn't a random stroke of luck; it was deliberate. It was a chilling realization that he was being watched, and that outsiders knew the dark secrets of his past better than he did. The call revealed a shocking truth that turned his ordinary life upside down: he was the sole heir to an untouchable empire. To claim his legacy and survive the corporate leeches waiting to end his life, Jayden must drop his simple existence and split his life into three ruthless identities: A life in the morning as an ordinary baker using his old life to quietly investigate, infiltrate, and gather evidence against his enemies. Life in the afternoon as the powerful, untouchable CEO exuding absolute confidence and authority in the boardroom. A life at night as a brutalized student pushing his body to the absolute limit, training in lethal martial arts under a ruthless master to survive the shadows. The game has changed. They underestimated him. Let's find out how wrong they were.

Matthew stood there, trying to keep his emotions in check. "I did everything I could for you, Rachel. I sacrificed so much—" She cut him off with a bitter laugh. "Sacrificed? Please, you barely managed to keep up with my lifestyle. I had men lined up, rich, powerful men, who would’ve given me the world. And I turned them down for you. What a joke." Matthew’s hands clenched into fists at his sides. "I loved you, Rachel. I thought we were building a life together." Rachel smirked as she zipped up her designer bag. "Love doesn’t pay the bills, Matthew. Love doesn’t buy the things I want. And frankly, you just couldn’t keep up. So, I’m moving on—to someone who can." As she headed toward the door, she paused to deliver one final blow. "You’ll never be more than what you are right now—a pathetic, broke man with nothing to offer. Enjoy your sad little life, Matthew. I know I will." Matthew Donovan has always been underestimated. Betrayed by those closest to him and left with nothing, he discovers that his family’s exile is over, and he is the heir to a vast business empire. As Matthew steps into a life of luxury and influence, he faces new challenges, including a vengeful ex-girlfriend, her scheming brother, and a world of deceitful elites. But when a bomb explodes at a high-profile party meant to announce his return, Matthew realizes that his journey to reclaim his family's legacy is fraught with danger. With secrets unfolding and enemies lurking in the shadows, Matthew must navigate treacherous waters to protect what is his and uncover the truth behind the attack.

Daniel wasn't your everyday nobody. His life transitioned from that of a loser to that of a winner after being bitten by some bastard. "You're my perfect successor." "My ass..." It turns out it was a curse... from that moment on Daniel became a vampire, a loser that suddenly became a vampire, sounds sort of cliche if not for the beatings that he received in the streets, struggling to get some 'food' until he gained enough experience to control his powers. Apparently, after becoming a winner, getting a few girlfriends and transforming his own experience by a hundred and eighty degrees, life seemed to not be quite done with him yet. After a series of unfortunate occurrences, Daniel found himself in a mad new world with a new name, and certainly a new family of sorts. ** ** "You're..." "I'm your Demon Empress, my cute familiar, make me something to eat~" "w-wait where are you touching?! a-and you're..." "I'm the first familiar, a Kitsune..." "... a what? forget it... you?" "I'll introduce myself, I'm the second familiar, an Octopus~ my belly is rumbling!" "How many tentacles do you have?" "Don't pay attention to her! I'm the third familiar, an Oni! and I have two horns and I'm hungry!" "I can't see the other... hold up... what is that moving goo?!" "I'm a slime... please don't slip on me, also, I'm hungry." "Why are you all hungry!?" "My sweet familiar, here is your first task... cook me something delicious." "Like what?" "I wonder how vampires taste~" "..." ** ** #romance, #harem, #action, #system, #tournaments, #overpowered, #R18, #vampires, #demons, #magic, #strongToStronger, #slimegirl, #octopusgirl, #demongirl, #kitsunegirl, #evolution

Blake glanced at everyone in the room. Despite how they just treated him, he went down on his knees to beg them, throwing the shame and the hurtful feeling he was having at that moment through the window. “Please help me, my sister is dying. Even if you don't pay me for being a substitute husband on the wedding day like you promised, I will pay back every single penny” he pleaded. Maria kicked him hard on his stomach, making him stumble on the ground. “Were you assuming that I would give you a ten million you didn't work for? Are you stupid or pretending to be stupid?” she fired. Maria used Blake to save her face that day, a year ago. He was just the perfect person she needed, he was a cleaner, and it also felt like he needed money. Promising him money was the only thing that got him married to her. He is just a wretched pauper, she would never give her money to someone like Blake. “How do you intend to pay back if we lend you the money? From your part-time jobs?” she taunted. “Is leeching off us not enough? Now, you want more?” Mrs Jones added, bursting into a cynical laughter. “What have you done for us? You couldn't afford your tuition fees and dropped out because of that, what should I expect from someone of your caliber?” At that moment, Blake knew that they would not help him no matter what. Standing up with a shallow sigh, he peeked at them and shook his head. What was he thinking? **** Just when he thought life has ended, Blake found out that he was the owner of a company worth trillions of dollars. Will he seek revenge or hide his identity from his In-Laws?

"Ma, Samson promises. Samson is going to repent; I won’t be a thug anymore. I'm going to find a real, honest job. So please, Ma, don't come back to haunt me, okay?" Samson knelt, tears streaming down his face, though his expression still looked like someone ready to pick a fight with the Angel of Death. Bejo held out an umbrella. "Boss, it’s almost sunset. We need to go collect the 'protection money' from the cafe owner," he said. "Hey, Bejo! I just promised Ma that I’ve repented. You little devil! Do you want my mother to rise from her grave because of what you just said, huh?!" Samson stood up. His towering height, nearly two meters, made Bejo instinctively jump back three steps. "But Boss, our stomachs aren't exactly followers of the repentance movement," Bejo squeaked, trembling. Samson wiped his fierce face. "From this second on, call me Samson the Protector. I’m going to find honest work. Anything! As long as I'm not shaking people down anymore." A wealthy woman looked Samson up and down, scrutinizing him. "Your body is quite large. It just so happens I need a new guard dog. I just fired the old one because he was afraid of cockroaches." Samson was ready to explode. "Hey, lady! You think I—" "Fifty million a month. Meals are provided, and you get an Italian suit for a uniform. Interested?" the woman interrupted, handing him a gold-plated business card. Samson fell silent. He then whispered under his breath, "Ma, this is honest work, right? Just being a guard dog for a billionaire."