Vraie Et Fausse Héritière

The entire Carmichael family looked on in curiosity as the convoy of Fords rolled into the mansion's grounds. It looked like a King was making his entrance. The cars came to a stop and a driver ran over to pull the passenger door open. Luke stepped down from the car and shocked silence swept through the Humsworth family. He looked at them, a smug smirk curving his lips. "L-luke?" His wife, Fiona, stuttered. "In the flesh. Hello, in-laws, your wretched son-in-law is finally home…" *** What would you do if you were insulted and shamed by your wife's family for being poor, but one day, you discover that you're the heir to a lost fortune? Luke Bradford is the average, wretched son-in-law of the rich Carmichael family. He is shamed, disgraced and abused by his wife's family until one day, he finds out that he's the heir to a Diamond empire running into trillions of dollars. Luke returns with one thing on his mind…to take revenge on every single person who dared to hurt him in the past, but the Humsworth family have also vowed that a low class peasant like him will never lord over them. Taking a path through drug money, lies, deceit, treachery…and even the deadly mafia, will he succeed, or will the sneaky Humsworth family clip his feathers before he can even fly?

From Erwin Wickison I never asked to be here. One moment I was living my life, and the next I was dragged—along with millions of others—into a place ruled by a system that treats us like pieces on a board. Every Game is built to break something, whether it’s a body, a mind, or the small parts of myself I keep pretending are “good.” I’ve watched people die. I’ve watched people change. And I know I’m changing too. I just hope there’s something human left in me by the end… if there’s even an end. WARNING. This book contains smut, psychological decay, moral collapse, human intimacy twisted into survival, and a variety of horrors that do not wait for your permission before sinking into your mind. It will not hold your hand. It will not apologize. And it will not stop once you open it. If you continue, you’re choosing to step into a sequence of events designed to peel apart the comfortable assumptions you rely on to feel “safe.” Some of you will be fascinated. Some of you will be disturbed. Most of you will not remain the same. I’m not here to reassure you. I’m only here to tell you one thing: Whatever you think this is, whatever you think you know… you don’t. And once you begin, you can’t go back. — Welcome to the Games

Blurb – The Smith’s Legacy Genre: Urban | Trope: Fake Identity, Family Drama, Redemption | Tone: Emotional + Adventure “You’re not good enough for her, Asher. You never were,” Ava’s mother spat. “I wasn’t trying to be good enough for your daughter,” Asher said slowly, his eyes darkening. “I was trying to be enough.. for her.” "But since I am not, I will take everything, until she has way less than enough." _____ Asher Smith never wanted to inherit his father’s empire, he wanted to build his own life, from scratch. So, he walked away from the Smith name and legacy, faking a humble identity at Cornell, where he met Ava Harper, beautiful, comforting, and full of dreams. Their whirlwind love turned into marriage, but love wasn’t enough to withstand pressure. Especially not from Ava’s mother, who saw poverty as a crime and Asher as a curse. One betrayal shattered everything. Now, Asher is back, not as the broken boy you would expect, but as the true heir of Smith Corporation. And when Ava sees him again.....it’s too late. Because the girl she once resented for sitting too close to Asher? She is wearing white now. And she is holding his hand with a ring on it.

Catching my girlfriend of four years on all fours while some guy slammed into her from behind as she screamed 'harder' was not exactly the sight I ever expected to walk in on. My heart didn’t just break; it hollowed out. I drank myself stupid trying to numb it, but alcohol never really does the job. Then, like an idiot, I drove home drunk and ended up crashing straight into a truck. On the brink of death, a wickedly sexy demon appeared. She offered to save me and grant me power, so long as I gave her one thing in return: entertainment. Next thing I know, I’ve been blessed with a Charm skill. And as it levels up, life gets… chaotic. Suddenly I’m being chased by all kinds of women—college professors, thirsty single moms, even high-class cougars with more money than morals. As I climb the social ladder and build real influence, one goal stays burning in my chest: to serve the girl who betrayed me a cold, delicious revenge she’ll never forget. Additional Tags: Incest, BDSM, Rags to Riches, MILFS, Cougars, Harem PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THESE TAGS!!! All Characters In Any Smut Scenes In This Book Are Over The Age Of 18.

Franklin's poisoned hands touched the wall, and immediately, the snake-like venom with which his hands decorated crawled up the walls. Tightening itself over the blocks, making the little crumbles gather on the forest floor, dying along with everything around it, Franklin watched as his poison worked on the walls. “Stop, this is unlike you. You can always change yourself,” said a voice that Franklin did not acknowledge at first. “You don't know me. I was born for domination and conquering.” He said as though he was trying to convince himself. “You are a giver of life. What gives you the right to think like that?” The female's voice was angry now. She emerged from the trees to stand before him. “I am a feeder of light, nothing more. I will conquer all who thought I was weak,” Franklin said, seething with anger now looking at who it was. “You think you're so bold, follow me and let's find out,” Lily said as she started running the opposite way. She aimed to let him come jolting out of his reverie, and if she tried all, then so be it. With a growling snarl, Franklin stopped forcing the walls to come down and took off after Lily. He had the mission to eliminate her once and for all.

“I’m not here to stay her bestie, Aiden. I came back to New York to marry her.” Wesley slips a card from his pocket, holding it out like it’s radioactive. “This is me being generous. There’s a hundred thousand dollars loaded on it. Take it. Go home, pack your things, and disappear. I’ll tell everyone you left because life got too hard.” Aiden stares. Not at the money—he could buy a hundred of those cards without blinking—but at the audacity. Because if Wesley knew who he really was… He’d be the one begging to disappear. **** By day, Aiden is the fool. The humble househusband with a dish towel slung over his shoulder, humming as he mops floors, checks the stew, and gets barked at by his in-laws like he’s less than nothing. Everyone thinks he’s soft. Gullible. Replaceable. But by night? He becomes the man the city's richest fear. In a dark room filled with shadows and smoke, he gives orders—orders that no billionaire, no politician, no enemy dares question. They call him sir. But to his wife’s family? He’s still just the broke son-in-law. They don’t know the game they’re playing. Yet.

Suddenly appearing in a different world, it looks like I got caught up in a Hero Summoning. And of course, I’m not the Hero, but it’s another guy……and while being very cautious and scared of the cliche-like development, I was thrown into the maelstrom of war……or not. The Demon Lord? It was defeated a thousand years ago. Hero? He’s just the main actor in a festival. Nobles? They’re kindly taking care of us. The Demon Race? They have good relationships with Humans. Wars? It’s already 800 years since the last one. Monsters? The Guild and Order of Knight are taking care of them. Return to Earth? It is eventually No-Risk. What I’m planning after being caught up into this? I’m gonna enjoy the life in a different world as much as I want to, go on a cultural exchange and sightseeing, and after experiencing the festival that is only held once every ten years……I shall go home safely. The other world was――at Peace. A kind world where the three races, the Demon Realm’s Demons, the God Realm’s Gods, the Human Realm’s Humans, they are kind neighbors to each other, with everyone living a peaceful and fulfilling life. But although I wished to peacefully spend a year before my return, for some reason, the heavyweights of this world keeps gathering around me....

"You have nothing. You are nothing." Those were the last words Jane spoke to Mac Clement before throwing him out like trash, choosing her wealthy lover over the husband she thought was worthless. What Jane didn't know? Mac Clement is the secret heir to a multi-billion dollar empire and the hidden CEO of Golden Enterprise, the very company that made her family's business successful. For two years, Mac lived as a nobody in Nixon City, investigating his parents' murder while loving a woman who saw him as dead weight. Now the mask comes off. Watch as Mac systematically destroys everyone who dared look down on him. Jane's family business? Crushed overnight. Her new boyfriend's company? Next on the list. The powerful Thompson family who killed his parents? They're about to learn what happens when you cross the wrong man. But when Mac recruits desperate art student Shirley Chen for his revenge plan, he uncovers a conspiracy that runs deeper than corporate rivalry. The Thompsons have been manipulating Nixon City for decades, and they'll kill anyone who threatens their empire. Now they have Shirley. In the ruthless world of corporate warfare, Mac Clement is about to show everyone exactly who they dismissed. Some people shouldn't be underestimated. Revenge is a dish best served with absolute power.

"You’re fired! A man who can’t get it up doesn’t deserve to work in my company!" David Vexley lost everything in a single night. He was fired by his female boss because of his impotence. He returned home only to find his wife, Camelia, sleeping with their neighbor, Robert. Humiliated, beaten, and finally dying a pathetic death at the hands of his wife’s lover. David’s corpse was dumped into the cold river bottom like trash. However, death was not the end. His blood awakened an ancestral heirloom ring: the Eros & Thanatos System. David rose again with a perfect body. His impotence was cured, and his strength was godlike. But there was a price to pay: every time he used his power, his lifespan decreased by one day. The only way to survive was to satisfy women's desires and absorb their energy. Driven by vengeance for his mother's death and the humiliations of the past, David began his hunt. However, his first steps toward revenge led him into trouble with the most powerful Mafia organization. His arrogant former boss now kneels as his personal servant. Camelia, the treacherous wife, and Robert, the corrupt cop, are waiting their turn for hell. The Mafia kingpin awaits his wrath. "You used to mock me because I was weak. Now, you will beg for mercy at my feet." Is David ready to sacrifice everything for revenge, or will his lust kill him first? Note: Contains 21+ scenes, violence, and is highly addictive.

"Congratulations, my Heir," a mysterious figure declared, "you have proven your worth, and you're now the Heir to the God of Healing and Medicine, Elandor!" Suddenly, I found myself in excruciating pain, hanging on the edge of a hill. The figure's words barely registered, and I felt like I was forgetting something crucial. Before I could make sense of it all, I blinked, and the pain was gone. My wounds had vanished, replaced by a newfound strength. There, around my neck, hung a gemstone amulet. I gasped as the amulet shone, flooding my mind with knowledge. "In the realm of healing, I'm the ultimate arbiter of life and death. As Elandor's heir, I command over ailments and the frailty of life. I am the embodiment of healing's power and authority." As memories flooded back, I realized why I was here. Darius Blackthorn, that treacherous scoundrel, had thrown me down this hill. "I won't let you get away with this. I'll have my revenge for all the pain you caused me. I'll show those Rossi family snobs who mocked me for being poor and treated me like a live-in servant. You'll regret ever looking down on me. I'm a god's heir, and you will pay for every bit of suffering you put me through." Fueled by rage, I stood there, determined to make them all pay.