The Love Hypothesis

Elliot scanned his eyes round Lexa's curvy body, making her nervous. “Wow. Such beauty,” he said, with the most glorious smile. “A-are you him?” Alexa had never felt so weak. “What was I thinking? I forgot I can’t kill royals so easily. I definitely won’t want to kill you.” He bowed before her. “I’m sorry your majesty. I forgot you were royalty.” Alexa gulped. He moved like flash, appearing here and there within the twinkle of an eye. He sped to her back and held her waist. She whimpered. “I know everything about you and I know what you want,” he whispered in her ear. “I know you want me.” She pulled away from him. He smiled… a deadly smile. Alexa wanted to be strong, she was a Queen after all. “If you know what I want then you must tell me what you want in return.” "Everyone knows that the devil wants," Elliot said, smiling with great lust. *** Will the love between the devil and a prized angel ever succeed? Will a prophecy overrule a witch's curse? Will Elliot be given an second chance into holiness? Will their love prevail and will their forbidden love be accepted by the realms?

Ethan Gust world was devastated when blood spilled. In pursuit of the truth about his origin, Ethan finds himself ensnared in a perilous and fascinating trip where an ancient snake coils across the heavens, love flickers, and monsters stalk without rest. He needs to control his inner strength in order to live before the secret of his birth is discovered

For eight years, Adrian was invisible on purpose. He was the husband nobody introduced at parties. The man Brenna hid from every important room, every powerful table, every conversation that mattered. He cooked the meals. He raised their daughter alone in every way that counted. He absorbed the insults, the mockery, the quiet humiliation of being called useless in his own home — and he never said a word to defend himself. That was never weakness. That was patience. Then, on the one night Brenna finally pushed too far — smashing plates, screaming that he and his daughter were nothing but dead weight dragging her down — Adrian didn't beg. He simply signed the divorce papers, asked for nothing but his little girl, and made one phone call he hadn't made in years. By morning, hundred luxury cars line the street outside his door. Grown men who run empires drop to their knees in front of him, calling him "master." A family more powerful than anyone Brenna has ever met has been waiting years — just for him to come home. Now the same people who mocked Adrian at galas and hotel lobbies are about to watch their world collapse in real time: contracts cancelled, reputations shattered, careers ended, all in the space of one single day. He doesn't have to raise his voice. He doesn't have to lift a hand. He simply has to exist in the room, and everyone who ever underestimated him will do the rest. Adrian was never the broke, forgotten husband they laughed about behind his back. He was the man an entire city had been quietly waiting to bow to — and he's done staying quiet. They spent eight years underestimating a king. Now it's his turn to remind them exactly who he is.

Darius Wicaksana was humanity's executioner, the monster who brought the world to its knees. Now, gifted with a second chance, he wakes up before the collapse. Hailed as the world's greatest hero, Darius knows the truth: the darkness that consumed him hasn't disappeared, it is waiting for him to slip up once more.

Cast aside as a magicless failure, Ethan was slaughtered during the Abyssal Incursion. Instead of death, he awakens ten years in the past with the mysterious Monarch Sovereign System. Now armed with future knowledge, infinite stat points, and bloodline extraction skills, Ethan refuses to be weak again. Hunting beasts, slaughtering rivals, and conquering divine dungeons, he sets out on a ruthless path of vengeance and supremacy. In a world ruled by monsters and corrupt elites, only the Apex Sovereign dictates the rules.

They called him broke, useless, a nobody. Even the girl he loved sold him out for a flashy lifestyle he couldn’t afford. But on the night Vincent Morgan hits rock bottom, the truth about his bloodline shatters his old life—he’s the sole heir to a trillion-dollar empire. Overnight, Vincent becomes one of the wealthiest men on the planet. But money isn’t just power—it’s revenge served cold. With every dollar, he rises. With every name, he remembers. And now? He’s rewriting the rules of respect. You underestimated Vincent Morgan. That was your first mistake.

They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade — my own sword, stolen during the battle — still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then...

Dante had it all—wealth, respect, and a bright future as the heir to his family’s empire. But in the blink of an eye, he lost everything. Framed for stealing family funds, disowned, and left to rot on the streets, Dante became the world’s laughingstock. Even his girlfriend turned her back on him. Everyone called him a traitor, but they didn’t know the truth. Victor, his older brother, and Lucas, his cunning cousin, were the real villains. Victor bribed a witness to frame Dante, while Lucas poisoned their father to tighten his grip on power. Together, they destroyed Dante’s life to secure their own. But Dante wasn’t the type to stay down. Fate stepped in, as the Mafia overlord system was activated . In an instant, Dante went from rock bottom to untouchable. Now, he’s back, playing a game of revenge. He’s not just taking their money; he’s taking their empire apart piece by piece. Victor and Lucas will lose everything—clients, power, trust. They took everything from him. Now it’s Dante’s turn. And when he’s done, they’ll wish they’d never betrayed him.

He was once nothing, a lowly staff member in the Hart family company. Framed by the ruthless Hart patriarch, betrayed by his colleagues, and thrown into prison, he never made it out alive. But fate gave him a second chance. Reborn years earlier, he awakens determined to avenge his death. To everyone else, he’s still the poor, insignificant son-in-law who married into the Hart family only to be despised, mocked, and eventually divorced by their youngest granddaughter, who traded him for a man from a powerful family. But beneath the disguise lies the truth, he is the heir of the most powerful family in the nation. And this time, he’s not alone. With a trusted friend who knows his secret, a loyal vice president managing his empire in the shadows, and the skills of an undercover detective, he begins his silent war. The Harts humiliated him once. Now he will tear their empire apart, piece by piece even if it means facing the woman who scorned him and discovering she’s tangled in the city’s darkest crimes. “Rebirth of the Hidden Heir” is a modern-day rebirth revenge thriller filled with betrayal, fast-paced suspense, and explosive romance, where every alliance is a risk and every family dinner could end in blood.

kneeling before the tomb that houses the remains of nanny Naomi, Redmond Red knew clearly without doubt that he has only one responsibility and that's to crush every soul that brought about the premature death of the purest soul. twenty years ago, eight years old Redmond Red's family was assassinated, fifteen of them while he was only able to escape by a whisker following the sacrifice of his nanny. "Dear boy, protect my baby girl" Nanny Naomi had cried out in sorrow before their cruel sword penetrated into her. For years he has been tormented by her last moments. He could remember her heavy pants, the hot sweat that soaked her cloth and the uncertainty in her eyes. Twenty years later, he is back to reward everyone according to their deeds. They said on his right hand was the sword of vengeance while on the other was a list, the "death list". Cursed is one whose name were scribed in his list for they shall meet a fate so excruciating that the devil will weep.