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After a mysterious accident swapped their bodies, Michelle woke up as the woman she hunted, while Reina found herself living as the detective who chased her. Michelle had to survive in the body of the woman everyone wanted dead, while Reina, wearing Michelle's face, fought to clear her name.

I was born and lived inside a virtual game world, till I was tricked by the Great Administrator and got kicked out to the Real World for my bad mouth! I am Athanasios, a citizen of the virtual game world of Elysium. The world I'm living in, is a paradise or that's what everyone says. It's boring and all day I'm forced to play games like Tetris to mine virtual coins. That's the only way to buy new avatars or expand my dungeon tower, the only two things that actually matter to me. However, everything changed when I received a strange message saying I can try a new game experience. But there was a catch! Instead, I was tricked and transferred to the real world. Things aren't that much different from the virtual world: Goblins plague the villages, dragons tear down cities and adventurers try to loot dungeons. In fact, this world is better than expected! So realistic and not to mention that for the first time in my gaming life, I managed to multiclass from level-1. You see, I drank the blood of a Vampire Lord by mistake and became a vampire mage once I got here. The problem is that I wasn't meant to drink his blood and now he and his minions hunt me. At least, most of them identify as hot, so no reason to complain on that either. What troubles me however, is that there's no exit button from the Real World and the only way to get back to my world is by finishing the missions I was tasked. Warning: This novel contains harem elements, strong language and graphic violence.

Ten thousand years ago, the God of War was murdered by the people he trusted most. Now he's back. He woke up in the wrong body ...weak, mocked, disposable. Kai Ashborn is the servant everyone ignores, the disciple everyone forgets. But something is cracking open inside him. Ancient power. Ancient rage. Ancient memories of a throne that was stolen and a war that never truly ended. He won't announce himself. He won't beg for respect. He'll simply rise. And when the heavens finally realize what's walking among them again, it will already be too late to run. The God of War doesn't ask for his crown back. He takes it.

Michael attended the military academy just so he could make his wife achieve great heights in her business, but when he returns he is handed a divorce by his wife. She calls him dead weight, and a failure. If only she knew that all her success came from him.

James Davidson believed love could conquer all—even the warnings from his grandfather. So he married Rose, the woman he fell for at first sight, and kept the full truth of his vast empire hidden to test her heart. But love turned cold. When he faked a financial fall, Rose changed. So did her parents. They mocked him, neglected him, and eventually betrayed him. After a heart-wrenching night, James drove off heartbroken—only to wake up in a hospital, barely alive. No one came. No wife. No family. Just silence. Now James is done pretending. He’s done begging. He’s walking away—but not quietly. The man they took for granted is back. And this time, forgiveness will not be free.

When a boy watches his parents murdered, he’s left with a book that holds the power to destroy an empire. Years later, under a false name, he returns to the city that buried his past to burn it all down. But as his revenge spirals into war, Derick must choose: justice for the dead… or redemption for himself.

Ferdinand Johansson suddenly had a tragic accident and had to be declared dead unilaterally. His sudden death caused his family's business empire to collapse because Andie, his cousin, did not want to take responsibility for choosing to live a life of luxury with the women he hired. What will happen to Ferdinand in the future?

Life takes a drastic turn for Chase Andersons when he suddenly wakes up in a body that isn't his. Theo's body. The last thing he remembered was being hit on the head with a vase and slipping into the cold hands of death. He was supposed to be dead, but fate wasn't done with him.

On the day Jamie lost his mother to cancer, he also lost his only accommodation and his girlfriend. Years of torture, humiliation and servitude from his stepfather and stepbrothers, Jamie was nothing more than a miserable bastard to the Reynolds, one they so desperately needed to do away with. His mother’s death was their perfect opportunity as his stepfather evicted him from his house, abused him and his dead mother publicly, and ordered the doctor to sell her corpse to organ harvesters. His stepbrothers made a spectacle of him and his dead mother, treating them as though they were worse than animals. And to crown their hall of humiliation, they took his girlfriend and cost him his job. With everything lost, there was nothing to live for anymore. Jamie owed the hospital over $100,000 and his boss over the same amount. His life was at risk, his existence was meaningless, and everything was set against him… Except for a sudden alert of $10,000,000,000 and a call from the world’s richest and most powerful man, claiming to be his grandfather. Jamie wasn’t a bastard after all; he had a family—a rich and powerful family at that—and he was their rightful heir. With a net worth of tens of trillions of dollars and the power to shut down the world with the snap of his finger… What fate awaits all those who did him wrong? What end has he destined for those who mocked his dead mother and her dignity? What was in the heart of the trillionaire for those who made his life hell and paraded their measly change over him? Revenge is best served cold…Or whatever temperature the Rich and Powerful Jamie Ashford wants!

A scavenger’s son, Corin bonds a dead relic to save a bleeding stranger, and the mark it leaves behind is a countdown to his own heart. Now a Warbinder with royal blood hunts him, a hidden lord wants his mother’s cure turned into a weapon, and the ledger on his arm never stops counting.