The Billionaire's Prodigal Wife

You’ve heard of the lost city of Atlantis and black Panthers Wakanda, but what if I told you there was an alternate secret lost civilization living among us? This story follows a young girl named Arielle Scarlett. A warrior fighting for the protection of the people she lives among but will love prove to be her biggest obstacle? Or will she find that she can be empowered by it?

Ten years ago, an inter dimensional crack opened between the planets, exposing Earth to all external attacks. Through the Crack, the devils invaded Earth and started their massacre on Earth but were defeated by humans not long before their arrival and the crack was closed. Few years later, a system appeared on earth, giving humans superpowers. 69 dungeons also appeared on earth and an uncountable number of monsters invaded Earth. The super humans were tasked with fighting off the monsters and the devils. But I am different. I am a Hybrid of Devil and Human, I'm both superhuman and Dungeon Master. I need to the kill monsters, but I need to herd them too How will I serve both races at once?

In the Era where some Elite families are ruling the world, while all other people are considered as low class and are treated cruelly by Elites. Among the Elites there is a boy named Keith who decides to change these wrong parameters by going against his own family.

Xavier Winthrop, the war God of Erindor with indomitable powers and resources, chose to retire and live an ordinary life with the woman he loves, only to be ruthlessly betrayed and stabbed in the back. Poisoned by the love of his life, his kidney stolen, and legs crippled, he faces the worst kind of agony. Watch as he returns to the spotlight and brings them to their knees. They beg for mercy, but mercy was a language not in his dictionary. All his enemies only have one fate—total annihilation.

“What good years, wasted on trash like you.” With these words, Orion cast off his old shell. His old personality. His old kindness. That betrayal was the last straw that broke apart the last vestiges of softness and kindness within his body. Such feelings weren't welcomed during an apocalypse anyways. If he could, he would thank them. Then kill them again. A lycan left no enemies alive after all. * Regressing to the beginning of the apocalypse with profound knowledge of the future and the betrayal of his closest friends in his heart, Orion sought only one thing. He would utilize everything that he could to become the strongest, even if it meant throwing his humanity away. That was the start of his reign. It was the slow Advent of the Void Lycan.

Simon faces humiliation at every turn. Seeing his girlfriend having sex with a popular boy drives him to the brink of a breakdown. A brutal beating makes him question his worth. Satisfaction System lures him with the promise of power and greatness. With all the women at his disposal, will he go for pleasure or revenge?

The Richardsons stand at the pinnacle of high society—an elite dynasty whose immense wealth and influence have been passed down through generations. With power comes expectation, and with legacy comes rivalry. Ethan, the rightful heir to the Richardson empire, finds his claim challenged by his older cousin Liam, who believes age alone makes him the more deserving successor. The family is torn as both young men are put to the ultimate test—a battle of wit, will, and worthiness—to determine who truly deserves the crown of inheritance. But in a world where secrets simmer beneath polished smiles and truth is a dangerous weapon, only one truth will rise above all: The rightful heir cannot be denied.

Reborn with all his memories, an Immortal King is determined to immediately resolve all his past regrets. However, he discovered that things were not that simple. A huge and hidden conspiracy, which seemed to make him a chess piece had been prepared in advance! And a big secret that has not been revealed will bring him into chaos! But he was undeterred and laughed up to the sky. “The Heavens and the World are one thing. Heaven and Hell are two. Two in one, everything is under my will." "I am the Immortal King! Want to destroy the King? Are you worthy?"

Arrows surrounded the entire palace of the Kingdom of Bahda, fire burning in several places, thousands of bodies lying covered in blood, heads that were separated from the countless body. The Kingdom of Bahda led by King Zakra was successfully controlled by the kingdom of Namla, the head of King Zakra and his family was hung on the walls of the gate was shown to the people who were still alive when they had lost the leader. Screaming the people of the people were welcomed by the laughter of the Royal Namla family, after all the efforts they finally got what they wanted. Bug bug bug. The sound of a kick sounded very loud, a 17 -year -old young man who just opened his eyes pulled the legs of someone who kicked him and made one of the kicking him fall. "How dare you kick the king," Akra said, stood up, his eyes looked at some of the people who were still surrounding him. "See he goes crazy because we kick him," said another teenager. "Ha ha ha." The sound of laughter filled the surrounding Akra.

John Whitaker had nothing but his name—just a plain, useless name in a world ruled by money, influence, and cold-hearted power. He was the unwanted son-in-law of the Prestwick dynasty; an empire worth hundreds of billions. His marriage to Eleanor Prestwick was a shameful secret, something the Prestwick family pretended never happened, and whenever they had to acknowledge it, they reminded everyone that John was the charity case Eleanor brought home from a job internship in a poor neighborhood out of pity. They called him a parasite. They treated him like a stray dog that refused to leave. They spat on his dignity, sneered at his dreams, and sneered even louder when his mother was diagnosed with stage four pancreatic cancer. When he begged for help on his knees, in tears, in public; they laughed. John almost lost his will to live. But fate has a way of rewarding the broken. That very night, when he had no place to sleep, and his mother was on the brink of death in a public hospital ward stinking of poverty and pain, a letter arrived. An inheritance. John Whitaker was not who he thought he was. He was the sole blood heir to the late Howard Ravenshore, the secretive trillionaire who had disappeared from the global stage ten years ago. A man with holdings in every continent, silent power over more than forty governments, and a fortune beyond imagination. His assets were masked under shell companies, shadow trusts, and ghost accounts—untouchable, invisible, unstoppable. And now all of it belonged to John. In an instant, the man who once begged for pennies became the richest human being alive.