To X Who Doesn't Love Me

Osric Thorne was the discarded heir of the Thorne shipping empire, a man who thought he had everything until his wife, Elowen Vane, and his best friend, Cuthbert, threw him off the Gilded Sovereign in the middle of a Category 5 storm. With his feet chained to an anchor and the scent of Elowen's expensive perfume lingering in the salt air, Osric was meant to be a forgotten feast for the scavengers of the abyss. Instead, his family’s "worthless" heirloom—the Abyssal Pearl—reacts to his dying rage. Fusing with his heart, the pearl awakens the [Leviathan Evolution System]. In the crushing, lightless depths of the Atlantic, Osric doesn't drown...he adapts. By consuming the apex predators of the sea, he gains their power: the obsidian armor of the great white, the bio-electric discharge of the deep-sea eel, and the terrifying sonar of the prehistoric leviathan. Now, a monster is rising from the depths. Osric Thorne isn't coming back just to reclaim his company; he’s coming back to dismantle the Vane legacy piece by piece and turn the surface world into his personal hunting ground. He was once a man of the boardrooms, but he has returned as the Warden-King of the Abyss. The elites of Oakhaven are about to learn a bitter truth: the ocean doesn't forgive, and neither does Osric Thorne.

When a city forged in dragon fire turns against it's own heir, a power long erased from history awakens. Evans Draker, a brilliant researcher, reluctant noble, and bearer of the rare Celestro Dragon Force, loses everything in a single night. Falsified evidence brands him as a traitor. His brother frames him. The council condemns him. And his own father, the Grand Lord of Drakarion casts him out. But betrayal doesn’t kill him. It awakens something else. In a secret chamber, moments before Ronan’s assassins can rip the Celestro force from his body, the impossible happens. The dormant blood within Evans erupts, shattering the extraction bindings. The Primordius Dragon—the first and supreme dragon force believed extinct for thousands of years—stirs awake inside him. Its roar becomes his heartbeat. Its power becomes his rebirth. Now marked as a criminal, hunted by the city he once swore to protect, Evans rises from exile carrying a force capable of overturning nations. And as he uncovers the conspiracy that destroyed him, he finds that Drakarion’s downfall began long before his disgrace. Clans scheme. Warlords gather. Enemies hide in the shadows. But none of them are prepared for the return of the one thing they thought time had buried forever— The Almighty War Dragon.

She buried her husband three years ago. She's been visiting his grave every year since, telling herself the same lie: that grief fades, that closure is real, that Adrian is gone. Then a photo lands in her phone. A billionaire at a gala, laughing at something off camera. Adrian's face, on a stranger's body, wearing a stranger's name. Elena tells herself it's coincidence, until she's sitting across from Damian Voss in his own office and he says her name, a name that was never on her business card. Damian doesn't remember her. He doesn't remember much of anything before the coma that rebuilt him from nothing, a new identity, a new life, built on top of a silence nobody in his life has ever questioned out loud. But somebody built that silence on purpose. And somebody is still protecting it. The closer Elena gets to the truth, the more it costs her, and the more it costs the people around her. Because the man who buried her husband's identity didn't do it to save him. He did it because a dead man can't testify. Some graves don't hold what you buried in them. Some marriages don't end the way you think they did. And some men come back not because they escaped, but because someone finally let them go.

Everyone believes Elias Kane is the son of a murderer. After his father is killed and blamed for a crime he didn’t commit, nineteen-year-old Elias loses his home, his family, and the life he once knew. Hunted by mysterious men and carrying a pendant his father died protecting, he soon discovers a secret powerful enough to bring an entire empire to its knees. The Black Archive holds the truth. The Circle of Thirteen will kill to keep it buried. But Elias doesn’t know whom to trust—not even the people who claim to have known his father. Because the deeper he digs, the more he realizes one terrifying truth: His father didn’t die trying to save the world. He died preparing Elias to destroy it.

They called him Pauper Benedetti. The boy with three shirts, the charity case no one believed in. But when Marco returned after five silent years—he didn’t come back poor. He came back as the War God, forged in fire, crowned in blood, and wealthy enough to make billionaires tremble. He walked into Oriana Caruso’s engagement wearing a cheap suit and carrying a velvet ring box. He left with a wife. Just not the one anyone expected. Isabella Caruso—the quiet, unwanted sister—was the only person who dared speak the truth for him. While Oriana laughed, while society mocked him, Isabella stood alone. So Marco knelt before her with a pink-diamond necklace worth more than the entire ballroom. “Marry me,” Marco said, voice steady. “Why me?” Isabella whispered. “Because when the world pointed guns, you were the one who didn’t flinch.” Now Isabella wears the necklace society can’t stop staring at—while Oriana glares with burning regret. Because the War God didn’t just return wealthy. He returned powerful. And he’s not done. Billionaires will kneel. Families will fall. The world will learn exactly who Marco Benedetti is.

“Learn to walk with crutches, Kaelen. You are no longer part of this family.” Framed for a crime he didn’t commit, crippled by the family he served, and thrown into the freezing rain, Kaelen was supposed to disappear quietly. They thought they had discarded a useless adopted son. They were wrong. Behind seven years of obedience lies a secret fortune, a clandestine intelligence empire, and a mind capable of turning the financial world into a weapon. Kaelen doesn't return to beg for forgiveness. He returns to buy the company that threw him away. And when the Suryanegara family finally realizes who has been pulling the strings from the shadows, it will already be too late.

I died as the Nine Realms’ strongest Sovereign. Or so they thought. I woke up 5 years ago in a broken body — no memories, no cultivation, no name. The Carter family took me in as their live-in son-in-law, a dog they kicked for three years straight. The day my cheating wife threw divorce papers at me, I signed without looking back. At the crossroads, a girl in white was waiting. She called me “Your Majesty”... and returned something I’d buried: a shattered soul bead. With it came whispers. Fragments of a past life. And a truth: my death wasn’t an accident. It was betrayal. Now I have no power, but I have time. Nine soul fragments scattered across the realms. Nine betrayers who took my throne. Nine steps from trash son-in-law to the man who rewrites the heavens. They think I’m crippled. They think I’m done. Let them laugh. Every slap, every insult, every “worthless”... it’s all fuel. Because when the last fragment awakens, the Sovereign returns. And this time, I won’t die alone.

Being the Angel of death requires a lot of responsibility from Azrael. He was loved by his father but hated by his brother Black. Azrael did his job diligently until a faithful day when the forbidden happened. ︎︎︎︎ "Father, why did call for me?" "You dared to go against me and saved a child you never should have saved, Azrael. I trusted you and gave you my glory. How dare you disobey me?!" Azrael fell to his knees and begged his father. "I never meant to go against you, father. I just couldn't bear to take the child's soul away." "That child should never have been born, it will bring doom to the world. You have just saved the doom of the mortals and immortals! How will you pay for this you've brought upon us!" "I'm so sorry father, I will receive my punishment without complain. "In that case, You, Azreal are hereby sentenced to the wilderness of nothingness until my anger is appeased!" Azrael received his punishment for saving who he shouldn't have. He did what he shouldn't do as the angel of death. He interfered with the lives of mortals. But what he didn't know was the fact that there is a force behind why he did what he did. That force will destroy the whole world and the only person who can fight against it, is none other than Azrael (The Angel of death).

Aaron Jeremy Smith must experience time travel where his soul moves into the body of a man who is an employee of the security section at his company. Like it or not, Aaron must play the role of Kelvin to find out who the traitor who tried to kill him is. And Aaron had to swallow a bitter pill when he learned that the wife he had loved and cherished so far had betrayed him, along with his own cousin. They deliberately took advantage of Aaron's love for Julia (his wife) to seize all of the Smith family's wealth and kill Aaron. The love that turned into revenge made Aaron vow to destroy them both, no matter what. And it was during that process that Aaron had to get involved with the beautiful female figure of the marksman, Vivian.

A hero must be compassionate, selfless and courageous. But that isn't all. Because a hero must also be powerful. In this world, power is everything. Strength decides who gets to save lives and who's left with community service. That’s why I was nothing — a rank 50 E-Class reject, skating through the streets, saving what little I could while the real heroes battled gods and monsters. Then one day, I died. Almost. Dragged into the abyss, I was given a second chance: the Forever Core. An armor that evolves. A system that never stops adapting. Every battle, every hit, every mistake, I come back stronger. Now, the monsters that once crushed me can’t kill me the same way twice. I must adapt. Evolve. I must grow stronger and fight harder. Because humanity is worth fighting for. Even if I have to burn every villain alive to prove it.