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He was mocked. Betrayed. Bullied. And humiliated at every turn because he was poor and a nobody. Until—he encountered a system that changed his life. Now, the same Nathan everyone mocked for not being able to pay a $9 million bill had just spent over $1 billion in less than 12 hours. And tonight wasn’t going to be about revenge—it was about domination. At the ESU Gala, Michael would choke on his pride. Amelia would regret betraying him. Ava would dance for him. Melody would whisper his name. Bella would crawl back in tears. He wasn’t coming as the pauper they all mocked but as the Student Trillionaire with Seven Beautiful Women. Everyone who ever mocked him… would bow. Tonight, the whole city would know his name. Nathan Rhodes—the new king of campus.

When the world ended, it wasn’t with fire or ice—it was with a game notification. One night, humanity wakes up to find reality rewritten into a deadly survival game. Monsters roam the streets, dungeons tear open from the skies, and every human is forced into a player’s role. Except for Ethan Cross, a failed gamer who spent his life mocked for being weak and useless. But when the system awakens, Ethan isn’t just another player— he receives the hidden [Game Master System], giving him the power to set rules, break limits, and bend reality. In this brutal new world where survival is everything, the weak are slaughtered, and betrayal hides behind every smile, Ethan must rise from zero to the ultimate Game Master—or die trying. Level up. Rule the game. Rewrite fate. Because in the apocalypse, the only law is survival.

Ethan Blackwood enters the corporate jungle with nothing but his mind. Inside a failing company ruled by a proud, small-minded boss, Ethan quietly fixes what veterans couldn’t—systems, strategy, profit. But instead of gratitude, he meets arrogance. Instead of recognition, humiliation.

"Being insulted by my wife's family doesn't make me desperate, wait for my wife to rise, I will turn things around!" Su Juan tries hard to be accepted in his wife's family until one day, an artifact recognizes him as its master.

Meeting his end by a women he has no memory of, Cyrus is thrust into a fate that he never asked for. If that wasn't bad enough, He cant remember a single thing about what he was tasked with doing. Can a man with no memory really tackle a foe that knows everything?

Adam was a son-in-law of the Jones family. Not only was he humiliated, but he was practically turned into a slave of the family. Due to the love he had for his wife, he was enduring all the humiliations until he caught his wife cheating on him, on their two years wedding anniversary night. He was shattered and heartbroken. Clara didn't feel remorseful but served him a divorce letter and wouldn't stop bragging about how wealthy her new boyfriend was. Not only that, Clara's new boyfriend, Felix, also slapped Adam and offered him money, if he would lick his feet and beg for forgiveness, not knowing Adam was a Prince, who hid his identity just to find a true love. Watch how he takes revenge on his wife's family and those that humiliated him in the past. “Forgive us, Your Highness” They apologized, but it was already late.

It started with the first $100 from Forex after losing nearly $15,000+ in the past few years. A small gain, but it was everything to Reese Myles. A sign that maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t cursed to fail forever. Then came the Wealth Accumulation System. On the night Reese should have died, crushed and heartbroken on the cold asphalt, clutching that first win in his hands with so much regret that he hadn't made anything good of himself, fate had other plans. [Wealth Accumulation System: Initialization Complete] [Current Net Worth: $0 | Projected Worth: Infinite] [Debt: ...........calculating] Reese can now invest, trade and avoid losses now that he is armed with WAS. Forex is going to make him a billionaire...or maybe even more than a billionaire, and he will defeat his rival, on both sides, crypto and trading, and take down everyone who treated him like trash.

A murderer. A crazy woman. Is what they all call me. Apparently to me, I'm seeing the dead, which makes me crazy to everyone, but I know I'm not. Being stuck in a psychiatric hospital with a pending murder case at hand is not how I pictured this time of my life. I don't really get it. I am a lot of things that I'm not proud of, but certainly not a murderer. How on earth will I be able to vindicate myself if the dead is making me look like a murderer? How will I be able to vindicate myself when my past ways isn't even something to write home about, and all it can do is just spice up my case? How will I be able to save myself when I, and the dead was never in good terms, and I happen to be the cause of it all? What have I done to myself?

Five years ago, Caleb Thorne vanished on the battlefield and was presumed dead. His family was ruined, his assets seized, and his sister forced to become collateral for a debt held by the most powerful banking family in Switzerland. They thought Caleb was dead. They thought the Thorne family was trash they could trample upon. They were dead wrong. Caleb has returned, not as an ordinary man, but as The Soul Sovereign. Within his pitch-black shadow dwell 10,000 soldier spirits known as "The Hollows," hungering for fear. When enemy guns explode in their own hands and billionaires begin screaming hysterically at empty walls, one thing becomes clear: The King has returned. "You ask the price of my sister's life? Unfortunately, your money holds no value in hell." Don't make him angry. Don't look into his eyes. And for God's sake, never touch his family.

Ace thought he could fuck his ex and walk away clean. One night in that cheap motel with Lena was supposed to be just a mistake. One raw, desperate fuck where she rode him like she owned his soul, her scorching velvet pussy gripping him so tight he forgot his own name. But the hickeys on his neck the next morning set everything on fire. Clara saw them. Clara lost her shit. And suddenly their “open” marriage looked like the hypocritical joke it had always been. Now Lena won’t let go. She’s not the girl he left behind anymore. She’s Nova now — colder, meaner, and ten times more dangerous. Packages start showing up at his door: her soaked panties that still smell like her cum, a single black rose, and then the steel cock cage. Cold. Unforgiving. Clicking shut around his throbbing dick while she watches with that satisfied little smile. Every time Ace tells himself it’s over, his cock betrays him. Every time he tries to be the good husband, he ends up back between her legs, leaking and desperate, hating how fucking perfect it feels to be used by her again. Clara is lying. His job is slipping. And Nova is tightening the leash. He knows he should stop. He knows this is going to destroy him. But the truth is worse: he doesn’t want to. Some exes don’t just come back. They lock you up and make you beg for more.