The Villainess Shall Be Mine

When he returned from the pits of prison, everyone who had a hand in his downfall shall bite their fingers in regret. No matter what. No matter who. The syndicate, the rich son of a bitch who made these all happen, and the woman who was supposed to be his love forever. They shall all face the wrath of his revenge. When Hermes Henshaw returned from prison, the only woman he loved had left him for the greatest enemy he had in the world. And with her had gone the last remaining part of his former self. Now he must take vengeance on all those who took everything away from him. One by one, bits by bits, he should rip them apart until nothing is left of them. But when he discovers a secret about himself, would he succumb to the fact that in the end, he might just become the very monsters he sacrificed everything to defeat.

Mother-in-law: “You shall leave my daughter immediately, you’re a complete piece of trash who isn’t worthy of her.”Three days later, the son-in-law drives up in a luxurious car.Mother-in-law: “Please, I’m begging you, don’t leave my daughter.”

A million years have passed since the war that shattered the harmony of Caelestia—the once-divine realm that shimmered with eternal light. The Divinomachy. It began with a betrayal. One of the Supreme Emperor’s most powerful and revered archangels, corrupted by pride, jealousy and ambition, raised his blade against his Creator. His defiance was swift and infectious—many of the Emperor’s faithful servants followed him, seduced by whispers of freedom, power, and a new order. Thus ignited a celestial war — Divinomachy. For one hundred years, the heavens trembled under the weight of clashing divinities. Brother turned against brother. Skies once filled with song now roared with the cries of battle. At last, the Supreme Emperor, weary of endless bloodshed, brought the war to a bitter close. With a divine curse, he cast down the traitors into a prison realm he created—Phlegethon and sealed their leader—while some escaped. Their punishment was eternal. Once-angelic beings were twisted into demons. Their silver skin blackened and grew scales. Their radiant wings darkened into shadows, and crimson replaced their once pure silver eyes. Even their hands bore the mark of damnation—silver claws sprouting where gentle fingers had once been. And when the fallen archangel was finally struck down, a prophecy echoed across the universe—spoken through the Emperor’s oracle: “When the stars realign and the seal weakens, the fallen one shall rise again. But from the forbidden love of both light and darkness shall be born a child—a hybrid. He shall end what the traitor had begun.” Though Caelestia was rebuilt, its wounds never fully healed. For prophecy does not forget, and the chains that bind the fallen grow weaker with every passing age. The ones who escaped hid themselves across the universe, patiently waiting for the return of their master.

Becoming a son-in-law of the eminent Brown family, I was deemed the useless one, laughed at by all as a good-for-nothing. Three years on, with the trial overcome, wielding power over the world, possessing wealth beyond measure. Once helpless to spare you from humiliation's bitter draught, now returned a king, I shall see you revel in boundless fortune and glory...

O Bored Prowler of the white pages stained in dark ink. Do ye tire and lose interest in the scrolls of endless writers that tell the dry tales of Systems? Of modern men who traverse through time and space to arrive in fantastical worlds where they achieve naught but baseless journeys? Of tasteless worlds with no intrigue, failing to grasp thy mind? If that be the case, hearken unto me, O Prowler! Let me appeal to thy desire for adventure and darkness, bringing thee into the world of LEASTRIA, where ye shall follow the story of foul men born from distorted shadow! Where selfish Stars toy with fate from their Odd Demesnes! Where the Enlightened, the Sorcerers, the Cradlers and the Genuine Accursed roam and rend the Sheltered Lands with their obscene lust and greed! Where ye shall follow the story of the Cursed Child as he seeks ‘The Bringing’ and rises from meagrehood to significance under thy eyes. Hearken unto my voice and begin this tale, if ye fear not to prowl in Mythology. Do ye dare, O Prowler, to be lost in true Fantasy? ---------------- I will be posting this story on Royal Road under the name Shade Arjuun

After cleaning all the bathrooms in O’Brian mansion every day, Kevin had enough of the mistreatment of his wife’s family members. One freakish accident in the bathroom changes everything, and it’s time to make his in-laws clean their own damn bathrooms and give him the respect he deserves! Those who stand in his path shall lose control of their bowels!

The mysteries of Reed Ryder, known to be the trash son in law of the wealthy rymeria family. Belittled for being poor, his heart wretched in agony after his beloved wife cheated on him without any remorse. The once belittled son in law shall rise, revealing the secret that he has always kept hidden! The truth that remained buried for over the entirety of his time as he existed in seclusion!!

Lucas had been living the life of a destitute; a lowly live-in son-in-law who suddenly got divorced by his wife even after all the sacrifices he made for her. Just when he thought that his life was about to come to an end, everything changed and it was time to have his revenge. “We shall rule the world together, brother!” Logan said to him, and that was the beginning of the unimaginable conquest of the Medical God!

My peaceful short life had been quickly cut off by a band of bandits that had raided my village, killing my father and capturing my mother. The bandit leader took a fancy to me and decided to make me one of them because of my face, for reasons unknown to me, but this was only the start of my journey. The more I grew up the more I realized that I had no talent, I was as ordinary as I could be, with no inherited memories, no old masters to help me improve my talent, no legacies left behind, no locked bloodlines that would burst into activity when I was in danger. But I still had something that most people didn't have. A stubbornness that many wouldn't possess, the stubbornness and sense of danger that I got for life after I saw my father die in front of me. And with that, I shall predate upon those that are more talented than me. I shall walk forward and reach the apex of the world, not because I want to protect anyone, but because that's simply what I want to do! Regardless of the methods that I have to use or the people that I have to push out of my way!

"The war of the shadow warriors intensifies as the enemy, Kullos, begins building an army.Catriona, the druid girl meets Tempestria's shadow warrior Protector, Daelen, and, through her hunger for knowledge, is determined to help.Daelen StormTiger takes her to another world to train her, but who is training whom? She believes power isn't everything, yet power is all he knows.Mandalee, the White Assassin, must unite them together, despite their differences, otherwise the war will be lost and Tempestria shall be destroyed."