The Imbecile Lord Is Married To Five Beautiful Goddess

Wrongly convicted and imprisoned, Luthan King's world was shattered by deceit and betrayal. With his sights set on reclaiming his family's business and clearing his name, Luthan unleashes a cunning plan to bring his enemies to their knees. But as he rises to power, Luthan must confront the darkness within himself. Will his thirst for revenge consume him, or can he find redemption in his quest for justice? Dive into this gripping tale of betrayal, power, and corruption, where the lines between right and wrong are constantly blurred.

After a failed confrontation with his wife's perpetrator Daniel ended up being plunged into the sea. The next thing he knew he woke up in a mysterious world filled with magical beings and savage monsters. He will embark on a journey that will bring him back home.

When the apocalypse hits, everyone gets a God to protect them. Kenji gets the God of Lost Socks, and his survival is officially the biggest joke in the wasteland.

When Ethan, a long-time employee at a renowned company, was fired on charges of theft and embezzlement, his life fell apart. Intending to ask for a raise, Ethan instead received a dismissal letter. His misfortune continued when he got a call that his mother was in critical condition and then caught his girlfriend cheating with his own boss. Publicly humiliated, Ethan felt his life hit rock bottom. In his state of chaos, a meteor suddenly fell right next to him, unnoticed by anyone else. From the meteor, Ethan's phone emitted a mysterious system that allowed him to get whatever he wanted by completing missions. Each mission completed not only brought him money but also power that transformed his life.

They buried his mother like a footnote. Stripped him of his name. Spat in his face and said he was "no longer part of the Morrison legacy." But Ethan Morrison didn’t break. He disappeared. Now, he’s back—wearing a tailored suit and carrying a blood-soaked legacy. At the grand banquet, while the Morrison family raises a toast to their fake success, he steps through the door and silences the crowd. “Security!” “Throw him out!” “He’s nobody!” Ethan’s voice slices through the noise. “You dare speak of legacy in front of the true heir of the Kidman family?” They laugh. Until Marcus Webb—the Kidman family’s ruthless envoy—goes pale and bows. Not to Richard. Not to Derek. Not to Vanessa. To him. “W-what is the meaning of this?” Richard stammers. Ethan smiles coldly. “It means I no longer need to kneel… because I own the throne you built on lies.” This isn’t a comeback. It’s retribution. And Ethan? He’s no longer the discarded heir.

John Carter, was only not hated but ridiculed by his in-laws because according to them he wasn't worthy of their daughter. They humiliated him in every way possible and forced his wife to divorce him and get re-marry to a rich man! Heartbroken, devastated and angry, he decided to prove his worth to not only his wife, but his in-laws and to everyone who treated him worse than a servant! Blessed with mysterious healing skill, he began his journey of becoming the greatest doctor of the world.

“Sign the papers, Yemin. You’re nothing but a lapdog living in my house,” Katherine sneered, flipping her perfect hair. “You should be thanking me for keeping you around this long. Even my maid is more useful than you.” Her new lover, James Franx, smirked. “Man, I almost feel bad for you. Almost. Must suck knowing your only talent is folding laundry and giving foot massages.” The whole room burst into laughter. Yemin just stood there, silent. They called him a loser. A househusband. A pathetic joke. But what they didn’t know? The man they mocked owned the very restaurant they were dining in. The billion-dollar contracts they bragged about? His name was on every single one. And when the truth dropped, their smiles vanished. "Throw them out," the CEO of Ravol Company ordered, his voice cold. Katherine's jaw dropped. "W-What? No, this has to be a mistake!" James turned pale. "Wait! You don't understand! He’s just a nobody!" Yemin chuckled, finally looking them in the eyes. "You’re right, James. I was a nobody. But tell me… what does that make the fool who was just begging at my feet?"

“Hello, daddy? Are you my daddy? Please come and save me! I hate it in here!” The great overlord, Andrew Carter, is thought to be a nobody by his inlaws, but now he has returned to rage vengeance on everyone who has wronged him in the past years.

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.

When Mona, the Duke's only daughter, married Styles, he was nothing short of the man of her dreams. Tall, handsome and smart. All it took was one accident to change that. Styles lost not only his legs but his handsome face now all she had left was an ugly cripple she couldn't stand. So she enslaved him and moved on with her life. To crown it all, the sinfully gorgeous Emperor of Black Empire was asking for her hand. No woman would throw that away for a nobody rocking a wheelchair. Unknown to her, the ugly crippled man locked away in the servant's quarters might not be a nobody after all.