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He spent three years on his knees. He was never meant to be there. Three years ago, Kael woke up in an alley with no memories and no name. A wealthy family took him in, married him to the daughter they'd given up on, and turned him into their live-in servant—the one who apologizes when vases break and doesn't fight back when fists fly. Then something inside him starts to wake up. Hunters begin appearing. Beautiful, inhuman things that speak a name he doesn't recognize, and when they say it, something in him answers. Memories start bleeding through—memories of power, of judgment, of being something far more than human. Kael wasn't a nobody who lost his past. He was a god. The one who held other gods accountable. And when he got too close to their secrets, they ripped away his power, erased his mind, and buried him in a mortal body to suffer and forget. Now he's remembering. But every time he reaches for what he used to be, he loses a piece of the life he built here—his memories, his emotions, his connection to the wife who stayed. His brother, a god of war, is coming to finish the job. Seven days until he arrives. Kael can become what he was and lose everything human about himself, or stay who he is and die.

David's wife, Sandra, can’t stand the thought of being married to a prisoner. Ashamed of both her husband and the stain his new reality might leave on her image, she rushes to file for divorce barely a day after his sentence begins. To her, it isn’t about loyalty or love, it’s about keeping her career spotless. But when a buried truth surfaces, Sandra learns that the very man she is desperate to cast off is the one who made it possible for her to rise to the top as CEO. She makes the bold choice to return. But discovers that her old position has been taken by the one person she fears the most; her ruthless boss. On the flip side, David is hardened. He is willing to do anything, even kill, to make sure she never reclaims the position.

A blind librarian inherits a mountain of dead gods, and the world wants to steal their ghosts. Li Ming was born to be nothing. Then he became the Keeper of the Azure Archives—a secret library holding the screaming ghosts of ten thousand lost martial arts and fallen legends. He cannot see, but he can listen, and the dead won't stop whispering. A brutal sect hunts him for his secrets. A screaming sword begs for release from a prison of silence. A dying forest entrusts him with its last memory. And deep within his archive sleeps a ghost that remembers how to kill a god—a ghost everyone wants to steal. Li Ming can’t fight, but he can listen. And in a world where the greatest power is what’s already been lost… a quiet librarian might be the most dangerous keeper of all.

For over a decade, Axel lived like a ghost- hidden in the shadows of Outer Bank X, cut off from a world that had moved on without him. But when Axel finally reaches for the power that stole everything from him, the System breaks. Instead of a normal pool of energy, his status screen shows a single, impossible symbol: "—". To the Empire, Axel is nothing—a zero, a bottom-feeder with a faulty awakening. They don’t realize the dash isn’t empty. It’s infinite. While the "Hero" elite ration their mana just to survive, Axel is a glitch in the machine, able to cast the highest-tier spells as easily as a heartbeat. He never wanted the spotlight. He never asked to be a savior. But as the corrupt Citadels tighten their grip on the weak, the boy who spent his life in hiding discovers something no tyrant can control: limitless potential.

They took everything from him, his dignity, his freedom, his name. But when Brian Ashton walked out of prison, he didn’t come out a broken man. He came out to bury them all.

"I don't want you anymore, you lowlife, pathetic, poor man!" she yelled at him. Oliver watched his wife quietly; he was planning to reveal that he is a trillionaire, the awaited lord who will shake the world.

“What the hell is going on!” Axel lost it demanding a response. “I am breaking up with you!” He stares at her as though she had grown horns trying to decipher the words that slipped from her lips. “Can you hear yourself? What is wrong with you?” He spat with utter frustration and hurt which she didn’t seem to care about one bit. “It’s over between us. We can’t be together. I am tired of having to make compromises. Being with you is a liability I can no longer live with—” she trails off. ••• Betrayed and left for dead, Axel Storm rises from the ashes with a mysterious ring that holds the key to his family's legacy and his own vengeance. After a brutal humiliation, Axel must get revenge while harness his power and wealth.

Bang! The door was kicked open from the outside and three policemen came in holding guns. “What's happening?” Bruce had never been so confused in his entire life. The police ignored his question as they walked towards him, pointing the guns straight at him as one of them said “Don't try to do anything funny Mr Bruce Ortiz, do not move an inch.” “Hey I don't know what I did, what did I do?” Bruce looked around as though he could see an explanation of this written on the wall somewhere. “Mr Bruce Ortiz, you're under arrest for the theft of $750,000!” “What!” Bruce's eyes opened in shock “What the hell are y'all talking about? I've never stolen anybody's money in my life.”

Getting dragged to a nightclub by his friend didn’t sound like the worst way to spend the night — until Elfric Woods ended up in the basement of a cult that worships the devil! Out of everyone in the room, he was the one chosen to have his wish granted by the devil himself. Except... Elfric didn’t have a wish, or so he thought. It was all a massive misunderstanding — and now there’s a demon living inside him rent-free, whispering in his ear: "What is it you desire most in this world?" In Lauxdale, a city ruled by untouchable aristocrats, the commoners struggle while the nobles stay rich and powerful. But when a boy with no ambition makes a deal with the devil, the balance of power may shift. Will Elfric become the spark that ignites revolution? Or just another soul dragged into the dark? The answer lies in the choice he will make.

For three years, I was nothing more than her janitor husband. She sneered at me, her family spat on me, and in the end, she shoved divorce papers into my hands and walked away with another man. But the world didn’t know the truth. I wasn’t just Alexander the nobody. I am Alexanderiel Warrick—the lost Centimillionaire King. At the bank, they laughed—until they saw the endless zeroes in my account. At the gala, her new lover bid eight million. I said, “Twenty-five.” The room went silent. Now elites bow. Women admire. And my ex-wife? She drowns in regret, watching the man she discarded rule the world she always dreamed of. “Alexander, please… I was wrong.” “Too late, Lila. The janitor you mocked is now the King you’ll never touch again.”