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"Kneel and apologize to my father, or we're getting divorced!" Valentina snapped. Marco smiled coldly. "Good. Let's divorce." Five years. Five years of working himself to the bone, handing over every paycheck, feeding his wife's entire family, and loving a woman who had already chosen another man. When the apocalypse arrived, Marco sacrificed everything to keep them alive. He reinforced their home, found food, and protected them from monsters. Their reward? They tied him up, watched him bleed to death, and let his cheating wife walk away with her lover. But fate gave him another chance. Marco awakens 15 days before the apocalypse, armed with the Doomsday Shelter System and memories of the future. This time, he won't waste his kindness on traitors. He'll build the strongest fortress. Recruit the most powerful survivors. Claim unimaginable wealth before the world collapses. And when his ex-wife and the family who called him a worthless dog come begging for shelter... "Marco... please. Just let us in." He looks down from the walls of his fortress and smiles. "Didn't you say I was worthless?" "Then die outside my gate." In the new world, mercy is a luxury. And the Apocalypse King has none

My life looked so bad. Even though I loved my wife, it wasn't going well because I was a penniless nobody, so people constantly insulted me. Someone suddenly appeared and told me about me, which turned out to be very extraordinary. With this, I can do anything and even protect her.

A rain-soaked crash. His mother trapped and bleeding out in the wrecked car. Ethan Carter begs his glamorous wife Sophia to unlock the doors with one tap on her phone. At her luxury rooftop party, champagne flowing and new lover by her side, she laughs. Calls it a scam. Remotely locks the doors tighter. Leaves his mother to die inside. Ethan smashes the car open with his bare hands, carries his mom to the hospital—and gets the ultimatum: $100,000 surgery in 24 hours… or they pull the plug. Bloodied and desperate, he crashes her party. The crowd mocks him. Sophia forces him to his knees in front of everyone. He begs. She refuses. Calls him worthless. Then tosses back his mother’s cheap old necklace like garbage and ends the marriage. Back at his mother’s bedside, his genius sister helps him open the pendant. Inside: a tiny microchip and a note in his dying mother’s handwriting. “The chip holds everything—accounts, access, proof. Use it wisely, my boy. It’s all that’s left.” The man she made kneel and beg… now holds the key to a fortune so massive it could buy her entire world. And he’s waking up. One betrayal. One secret. One husband who’s done begging. How sweet will her regret taste when the beggar rises?

What would you do if you were reborn in a world where strength is decided at birth… and you were given the weakest spirit of all? Le Ken dies an ordinary man and awakens in the brutal Tianluo Continent as the owner of a Trash Cat Spirit, a power destined to be mocked and forgotten. But can the weak never rise? Can destiny truly decide who deserves to exist? Everything changes when he saves Mirinda Chan, the last Dragon Goddess, and becomes entangled in ancient secrets and a war against the heavens. As his spirit evolves and powerful enemies hunt him down, Le Ken is forced to make a choice: obey fate… or shatter it. And in a world ruled by beasts, gods, and endless conflict, one question remains: If love itself is an act of rebellion, how far would you go to protect it? Because even the weakest soul can rewrite destiny.

Aether Valerian, the mischievous God of Petty Incidents, is stripped of his divine status and cast down to Earth. Clashing directly into the serious, duty-bound Goddess of Justice, Calista Renavelle, their powers collide in a freak magical accident that binds them together with an unbreakable, embarrassing pink handcuff curse. Forced to navigate the human world while physically linked, they must survive relentless celestial rivals, absurd mortal situations, and a slow-burning attraction that threatens to turn their worlds upside down. Can a chaotic god of minor inconveniences and a strict warrior of justice find harmony, or will their combined magic tear the mortal realm apart?

In a world where wealth is no longer just power but an unrelenting curse, Leo Xu wakes up to an impossible system lodged in his very soul: a boundless fortune of ten trillion dollars, all locked behind a singular, maddening rule — every cent must be spent on women. Not property, not power, not freedom. Only affection. Only seduction. Only simping. From luxury resorts that shift their architecture based on a woman’s mood, to jet-powered earrings that vibrate to the rhythm of heartbeats, Leo’s journey spirals into a romantic fever dream twisted by capitalism, affection, and social chaos. But this isn’t just a harem fantasy. It’s an emotional arms race where status, sincerity, and strategy collide in a brutal economy of love. Each woman he encounters — from the ice-veined celebrity genius Amber Lin, to the enigmatic heartbreak of his past, Bella Zhao — holds power far beyond their looks. And Leo? He’s just trying to survive long enough to figure out if all this love is bought, or if he’s being sold.

As you know, angels are at the head of the good mortal world, and demons rule the ball in hell.  But the angels are not as kind as the people of the church have always made them out to be.  The human race is not so important to them. And now, in their wars for our souls, they have completely forgotten about us.  But people like me don't consider themselves to be ordinary people.  We live twice, and sometimes three times more than ordinary people are allowed to live.  Our society is called the priests of Ultima.  That's all we want to tell about our world... P.s I don't publishing here anymore!

The city rejected him, his girlfriend broke the relationship, humiliated him, and dragged his face in front of her new lover in the public because he was poor. Broken and humiliated, Benjamin walked away, stripping off everything that reminded him of her from his cramped world. That night, one call changed his life. "Mr. Volkov, this is a call from the world Bank," said the voice. "Your mother left you a message in her Safe."

I hated being locked up like a damsel in distress. Like I was some princess that needed constant protection, but deep down I was grateful. I was still struggling to summon my powers, so if I was attacked alone I would be defenseless. I understood why Valerian wanted me to stay confined within the walls of our home since there was a protection spell suffocating the entire atmosphere that surrounded it. But I was so bored. Valerian was not there to take me out and keep me occupied with his cocky smiles and quirky comments. The only thing I could think to do to pass the time was to take a stroll around the castle grounds. I exited out into the courtyard and walked past the beautiful wooden benches and vibrant trees. Roses of every colour confiscated the grounds and it was like I was walking through a rainbow. My fingertips caressed the petals and I inhaled the sweet scent of their exquisiteness as I walked through the trails. I was so mesmerized by the area that I didn’t realize where I was going. I gasped as I reached for the next rose in my path, and it crumbled from my touch. The rest of the walkway was filled with black and decayed roses that tumbled to the ground like ash from a horrible wildfire. My frightened eyes glared out into the distance as I realized the dead flowers led to a shadowy tunnel made from black brick. A sign barely dangling from a broken chain at the top of the entrance read ‘dungeon.’ My body cringed at the sight. This was the dark side of Valerian that I knew and wanted to avoid as much as possible.

Luke West, is a 21-year-old college slacker, has two great passions in life—gaming and skipping class. But if there’s one thing he truly despises, it’s rodents. Rats, in particular. Creepy, sneaky, and downright disgusting. He can’t stand the sight of them. One fateful day, on his way to pick up the latest game release, Luke is hit by a truck. Just before the darkness takes him, he catches a glimpse of something impossible—a rat grinning at him. When he wakes up, it’s not in a hospital bed. No, it’s worse. Much worse. He’s been reincarnated as a rat. A creature he’s hated his whole life. Forced to live among the very vermin he loathes, Luke is determined to survive, plotting a way to escape this nightmare. But the more time he spends among the rats and other beastmen, the more he starts to see the truth: maybe it’s not the rats or the beastmen who are the problem—maybe humans are the real pests. Just when he’s coming to terms with his new life, he learns of a brewing revolution. The rats and their fellow brethren are planning to rise up and overthrow humanity. War is coming, and Luke must decide where he truly belongs. Excerpt: “If I get out of this alive, I’m going vegan,” Luke muttered, scampering through the sewer. “Who’s alive?” a rat beside him snickered. “You’re one of us now. Get used to cheese cravings.” “I hate cheese,” Luke hissed. The older rat raised a brow. “Oh, sweet summer child. Give it time.”