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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.

In a world where your worth is measured by your talent and violence is the supreme power. Jett was talentless. He was used, humiliated, betrayed by the only people he trusted — and then discarded like trash. Then he died. But death wasn't the end for Jettai Ghalkhan. It was the beginning. [Congratulations, you are dead!]

What would it be like to go from being poor to becoming the heir of the richest man? A contract for the inheritance of the richest man’s estate, not only gives him money but also a beautiful fiancee! Ordinary people need to work hard to succeed, but Brentely Carter doesn’t need it.

I replaced his father to go to jail. The marriage I wanted didn't happen. He who loved me finally left me.  It was too late for them to come back by my side with the new me, the untouchable. I had come out on top among all. 

They didn't see it coming, none of them did. The Wayne family got into an 'accident' years ago, the plan was simple. All of them had to die. Unfortunately, one survived and he's back for revenge. The question is will he get his revenge or will he fail?

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.

His mother was abandoned, left to rot in a storage room. His blind sister had been sold as a gift to powerful men. And the woman he sacrificed everything for stood laughing beside her new lover. "My future is worth more than your entire family," Olivia sneered. Something inside Kevin died that day. But what Olivia didn't know was that prison hadn't broken him—it had transformed him. The desperate prisoner she mocked was secretly the last disciple of a legendary master. The same man now held the favor of billionaires, business empires, and the most powerful figures in the country. Holding his dying mother in his arms, Kevin made a vow. "You took everything from me." His eyes turned cold. "Now I'll take everything from you." They betrayed a son. They sold a sister. They created the billionaire who would become their downfall.

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.

Ten years ago, Caleb Vance was a boy forced to watch his family crumble as his father chose a mistress's ambition over his mother's life. Hunted into the frozen northern borders, Caleb didn't just survive; he became a god of the battlefield, the legendary "King of the North." He thought the war was over, but a single, terrified phone call from his sister, Mia, pulls him back to the city that spat him out. His aunt is broken, his sister is being sold to the highest bidder, and the woman responsible for his mother’s death now sits on a throne of stolen Vance wealth. Caleb isn't returning for a seat at the table—he’s returning to flip the table over. With an elite army at his back and a ledger of secrets that could burn the world down, Caleb will show City B that some debts can only be paid in blood.

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?