Vientre Al Alquiler

For three years, Diego Herrera was mocked as nothing more than a “substitute husband.” His wife sneered, “Diego, you were never my man—you were Alejandro’s replacement.” Humiliated, treated like a parasite, Diego endured in silence. Until the night he walked away. What no one knew? The man they despised was the God of Martial Arts, a healer feared in every hospital, and a hidden CEO whose empire made generals and billionaires kneel. “Diego, you’re worthless!” Isabella spat. He looked at her once, cold and final. “Worthless men don’t make CEOs tremble.” From boardrooms to battlefields, his name will shake nations. Doctors, generals, tycoons—every one bows before him. And every woman who once laughed at him now fights to catch his eye. Heiresses, celebrities, even daughters of the most powerful families… all whisper the same thing—they want him. But Diego has no need to chase. He is the storm. The boss. The man untouchable. “You’ll crawl back to me!” Isabella mocked. He smiled faintly. “No. You’ll kneel.”

Broke, jobless, and just one bad day away from giving up, Jake Morrison thought life had hit rock bottom. That was until a tragic accident killed him—only for time to snap back like a rubber band, giving him a second chance... and a mysterious power: the ability to rewind time by sixty seconds. With each reset, Jake turns misfortune into opportunity—from saving a young girl from abuse, to surviving gang ambushes, to winning the lottery with calculated precision. But every miracle comes at a price. As he navigates shadowy threats, run-ins with ex-lovers, and the twisted politics of Stellar International Corporation, Jake realizes he’s being watched—and not everyone wants him to succeed. Thrown into a world where secrets are currency and power is everything, Jake finds himself pursued by gangsters, entangled in corporate warfare, and caught between two women: Grace, the selfless landlord who believes in him, and Christine, the seductive classmate with motives of her own. Money. Power. Revenge. Love. Jake’s got one minute to rewrite his future… But what happens when time runs out?

"Take the lifeboat," his wife said coldly. "You're strong enough to survive." Those were the last words Dante Moretti heard before the woman he loved sailed away... with another man. Dante spent every penny he had to rent a luxury yacht, hoping to give his CEO wife the romantic proposal she had always dreamed of. Instead, she brought her handsome assistant, mocked Dante's love, and treated him like an inconvenience on his own surprise trip. Then a monstrous storm struck. Bleeding from a head wound and desperately fighting to keep the yacht from sinking, Dante begged his wife for help. "Ginevra... please. I can't hold the wheel alone." She never even looked at him. Instead, she chose her assistant. She gave him the only working lifeboat, stole the engagement ring Dante had bought for her, and left her own husband behind to drown in the freezing sea. As darkness swallowed him, Dante accepted that he had been abandoned by the woman he loved. But the ocean refused to let him die. Deep beneath the waves lay an ancient sanctuary where forgotten gods had slept for thousands of years. There, Dante was chosen by the God of War, inherited the supreme legacy of the Sea God Dragon, and awakened as the new Sea God Commander. The weak husband everyone mocked died beneath the ocean. The man who returned was a ruler of the seas, a dragon whose command could shake heaven and earth. Now, his CEO wife believes his divorce is nothing more than an empty threat, while the assistant who stole her heart eagerly waits to take Dante's place. They think he will beg. They think he still loves them. They are about to learn the terrifying truth. The man they abandoned no longer wants revenge. He won't forgive anyone.

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.

Alex Carter charged into burning buildings for a living, but nothing scorched deeper than watching his wife walk out of the smoke with another man—leaving him behind to die. One hospital room later, he learned the truth: the woman he had loved, protected, and nearly died for was holding another man’s hand, spending millions on his comfort while Alex bled alone. Divorce was quiet. His disappearance was silent. The world thought the firefighter vanished… But he was only rising. Nobody knew Alex was heir to a global financial dynasty worth more than nations—money measured not in millions, not in billions, but quintillions. When he came back, he came back wearing a crown no one saw coming. “Is that really you, Alex?” Lisa whispers when she sees him again—suited, powerful, surrounded by security and black cars. “No,” he answers, eyes cold as steel. “That man died in the fire. I’m just the king that climbed out of the ashes.” Now the woman who abandoned him kneels at the gates of his empire, the man she chose crumbling under the weight of Alex’s return. She left a firefighter. She will crawl before a Quintillionaire King.

Everyone in Chicago thought Keith Cross was nothing—a discarded war hero turned human blood bank for his in-laws. His wife called him a leech, her mother demanded he donate or die, and her new lover promised to "drain him dry." But what they didn’t know? That “worthless freeloader” they mocked… was the Miracle Doctor they’d been desperately begging to save their dying son. “You think you can throw me out like trash?” Keith says with a slow, deadly smirk. “You’ve been living off my charity this entire time.” When Keith flashes his black VIP card, the world shifts. Elite restaurant managers fall to their knees. Security guards bow. And his ex-wife? She drops to the floor, begging for mercy after publicly calling him a busboy in disguise. “You said I was a blood bag,” Keith says, towering over her. “Funny. You never asked whose blood ran this city's veins.” She called him weak. He became untouchable. Now he’s back—to take everything they stole, and leave them gasping in the dust of his name.

"You're nothing but a useless loser," Caroline sneered. "Without me, you'd be sleeping on the streets." For three years, Darius endured humiliation as a house husband. He cooked, cleaned, and loved his wife with everything he had. In return, she cheated on him with a wealthy businessman and treated him like dirt. The night Darius discovers the truth, he finally stops pretending. "We're getting divorced." Caroline laughs mockingly. "You have no money, no power, and no future. You'll come crawling back." What she doesn't know is that Darius is the long-lost heir to one of the richest families on Earth—an octomillionaire empire that controls corporations, banks, and powerful figures across the globe. Within days, CEOs bow before him. Billion-dollar contracts land at his feet. Even feared underworld bosses tremble when they hear his name. Meanwhile, Caroline watches her company collapse after losing the one man she never should have betrayed. When the truth is finally revealed, she can only stare in shock. "You... you're the Octomillionaire Heir?" Darius smiles coldly. "Now you know exactly what you threw away." A betrayed husband. A hidden heir. A ruthless rise to power. This time, regret will be her punishment.

Three months before the apocalypse, Sean Miles got a second chance at life. In his previous life, he trusted the woman he loved with everything he had. She repaid him with betrayal. When the apocalypse began, Sean was infected by a mutated wolf while trying to protect the survivors. Desperate for the antiviral serum he had brought back, he returned to his wife—only to find her in bed with another man. “Jessica… where is my serum?” She looked away. “Sean, I gave it to Zach. He was sick.” “A cold?” Sean stared at her, barely able to stand. “You gave the only serum that can save my life to your lover because he had a fever?” “Don't be dramatic. We'll find another one.” But there was no other one. Sean died knowing the woman he had protected for six years had chosen another man over him. Then he opened his eyes. Three months before the apocalypse. Alive. Young. And holding memories of everything that was coming. This time, Sean had no intention of being anyone's fool. He divorced Jessica before the apocalypse began. Then he used his memories of the future to win hundreds of millions in the lottery, hiding his fortune where she could never touch it. While the world laughed at the man who suddenly disappeared from his wife's life, Sean was preparing. Jessica thought she had finally gotten rid of her useless husband. She had no idea that the man she abandoned was preparing to become the most powerful survivor on Earth. When she eventually came begging, Sean would have only one answer. “You chose him when I had nothing.” He looked through the fortress window as the first signs of the apocalypse appeared. “Now that I have everything… why would I choose you?”

The city calls him “nobody.” On paper, he’s just a broke young man with nothing but scars and a bad attitude. But in the shadows, Caden Pierce is the Septamillionaire Heir—the ruthless King of the Underworld. His enemies fear him. The elite don’t even know he exists… yet. After ten years of brutal training, Caden’s ready to tear his enemies apart and claim everything that’s his. When the spoiled heiress Vivian Montgomery is thrown into his arms—literally—he gets a taste of power, privilege, and the poison of high society. She calls him a “nobody.” Her circle mocks him. They have no idea he owns the ground they walk on. “You think money makes you untouchable?” Caden smirks, stepping over his latest rival. “Sweetheart, I buy men like you for sport and toss them out with yesterday’s trash.” But when the old-money dynasties scheme to bury him, and gunmen storm the club with Vivian in their sights, Caden doesn’t blink. “Let’s get something straight,” he growls, shoving a pistol under the lead thug’s chin. “You came for a princess. You found the king.” Enemies want his head. Socialites want his wallet. And Vivian—she wants him gone. But Caden Pierce didn’t survive hell to bow to anyone. He’s got seven million reasons to settle old scores. And one savage promise: this city will remember his name. Buckle up. The king is back—and he’s done playing nice.

The world of martial arts was shocked by the emergence of a young man who inherited the legendary supernatural power of the highest level of the martial arts. But not owned by a white sect figure, but by a young man who massacred in the name of revenge for his family, who had been killed. A scandal involving most of the white sect figures. His actions earned him the title of Death Shadow Warrior, and people in the martial world regard him as a terrifying and vicious ghost. Until finally he discovered the fact that the white sect figure was only trapped by the ambition of someone who wanted to rule the martial world. Would the Death Shadow with his Seven Divine Gates still be a slayer? Or he will become a hero for the martial world, which is facing a great disaster from the evil mastermind.