You Are Mine

Alex blinked slowly. His brain struggled to process the scene. Then his gaze shifted to the man, the one proposing. Daniel Foster. The so-called cousin. Alex let out a quiet breath. “What the hell…” His voice wasn’t loud, but Lily heard it. Her head snapped toward him. For a brief moment her face froze. Then her expression turned cold. “Alex?” The crowd also noticed him. Students began whispering. “Who is that?” “Wait… I think I know him.” Alex walked forward a step. His eyes moved between Lily and Daniel, still trying to process what he was seeing. “Your cousin?” he asked slowly. “So… cousins propose with rings now?” Daniel frowned slightly. Lily’s face immediately darkened. “What are you doing here?” she snapped. Alex stared at her in shock. “You don't remember? I just got out today.” Her brows furrowed. “You shouldn’t be here.” Alex tilted his head and he scoffed loudly in disbelief. “Why not?” “Because you belong in prison,” Lily said looking irritated. The words hit him like a slap as he took a step back. The crowd gasped. Alex stared at her silently. “Prison?” he repeated quietly. “Yes.” Lily crossed her arms. “You’re a murderer, Alex. And murderers belong in prison.” The crowd erupted in whispers. “Murderer?” “Wait… I remember now!” “That’s him!” A girl pointed at Alex. “He’s the student who killed someone in a car accident three years ago!” Another student laughed. “Holy shit it really is him!” “So he’s out already?” “Why is he back here?” More people started whispering and pointing. Alex could hear everything clearly as he clenched and unclenched his fist. But his eyes never left Lily.

Five hundred years ago..... The earth was destroyed and a new world was created. The survivers were taken to that world. The world were you can survive if you have a talent/potential. The talents were divided into groups. Born after many years passed, Aurora is born different. She is the daughter of one of the most hated group (the miscreants). Her life changes when she got entangled with one of the supreme lords ruling Sirenna. Will love bloom between them? Even though it was forbidden for a supreme lord to fall in love........

A kid from Earth was transmigrated into a world where the strong eats the weak. Will he survive? This is the story of an ordinary boy blessed with the best talent and endowed with the greatest luck, as a hardcore anime, webtoon, and light novel fanatic, is he living his dream or living his worst nightmare? "All of you bully me just because I am weak?" "All of you dares to ignore my very existence?" "Starting now, this world shall turn upside down!" "I will rise through the ranks and become the God Emperor!"

"I gave you my cultivation core to save your life; you gave me copper coins to bury my mother." Betrayed by his fiancée and crippled by the Iron-Fang Clan, Lucian was left to die in the toxic Bone-Yard. In a world where status is was determined by forgers he was nothing but trash that scraps junks. But the junkyard hides a secret: the Heaven-Forging System. While the elite mock his rags, Lucian is refining the world’s scrap into divine artifacts. The Ice General kneels, the Emperor trembles, and his rise to power triggers even the universe.

It is only natural for people to doubt you when you have nothing to show. But in Gerald’s world, doubt was the least of his problems. He was despised, abused, betrayed, mocked, and humiliated. At the height of it all, an unknown figure from his past, Uncle Sam, appeared in his life. One encounter, and Gerald was not just Super-rich but was the only one who could save his dying and long-lost family. What happens when his tormentors find out their fortune could be gone with one snap of Gerald’s fingers???

They mocked him, calling him useless—the forgotten second son of the richest man alive. When his wife’s family threw him out after using his brilliance to rebuild their empire, the world saw him as a fool. But what they never knew was that the man they humiliated had already built a trillion-dollar empire in secret. Now, the man they looked down on is returning, not to beg—but to reign. Every family that laughed will crawl. Every traitor will pay. “The difference between you and me? You needed me to rise. I only needed betrayal to awaken.”

“You’re making a mistake,” Jensen said. Rose laughed in his face. “A few hundred dollars from payday and you think you can give me the life I want?” The room erupted with laughter as she walked away with a wealthy heir, leaving Jensen humiliated, beaten, and abandoned in the pain. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. That same night, the broke boyfriend everyone mocked awakens as the world’s youngest billionaire. Now, the elites who looked down on him will beg for his favor. Rivals who crushed him will learn what real power looks like. And the woman who traded him for money will discover that the man she discarded was worth more than entire empires. But wealth attracts monsters. As ancient families, ruthless corporations, and hidden enemies close in, Jensen realizes becoming a billionaire was only the beginning. Can he build an empire powerful enough to survive… or will the fortune that made him become the reason he loses everything? Stay and find out.

In a world driven by wealth and status, Logan Ledger a live-in son-in-law of the prestigious Fairfax family, has becomes the target of their disdain. But Logan's love for his wife, Maya, was beyond material and high profile status. Will love prevail? Logan's foster mother's life is at stake, he desperately seeks financial assistance from his in-laws. The cold-hearted response from his mother-in-law shatters his hopes. "I will lend you the money only if you divorce my daughter. She has rich suitors now." Rosalind offers a deal that threatens to tear Logan and Maya apart: money in exchange for their divorce. To her, their marriage is nothing more than a contract, dissolved by her father's passing. "Mother! Maya is not a commodity that you can sell to whoever is wealthier, my wife and I love eachother and that's all that matters, contact or no contact." Will he succumb to the pressures of a society ruled by wealth, or will his love prove to be an unbreakable force that overcome all obstacles?

Darius Kane was branded a coward, the last “loser” of a slaughtered noble house. Three years later, he returns—a decorated war commander with a vendetta forged in blood. “You shouldn’t have come back,” sneers Vincent Reksar, smirking at the man he thinks is powerless. Darius’s eyes narrow. “Funny. I was thinking the same about you.” Every enemy who mocked his family, stole his home, and left him for dead is about to face a reckoning. The city’s most feared clans gather for a wedding—a perfect stage for Darius’s return. Haley, his ex-fiancée and the traitor who betrayed him, tries to dismiss him. “You’re nothing, Darius. You’re still that loser—” He cuts her off coldly. “Losers don’t get second chances. Commanders do.” Now, vengeance marches at his heels. The loser is the commander. And the war for justice has only begun.

“You're not a nobody,” Victor Moon said, his silver eyes unreadable. “You're the man gods once feared.” Banished from divine memory and stripped of celestial might, Marcus Steele walks among mortals in plain clothes and quiet patience. Bound by an ancient marriage contract, he arrives in Manhattan—a city of supernatural elites—to claim his betrothed. But Diana Sterling, the ice-cold CEO of Sterling Industries, publicly humiliates him, mocking his appearance, status, and power. She doesn’t know who she’s mocking. None of them do. “Take your money,” Diana sneers, hurling a check worth millions. “We're not equals. You don’t belong in my world.” She’s wrong. When shadow demons strike, Marcus reveals a glimpse of the war god he once was—effortlessly annihilating threats, catching the attention of Sarah Moon, heiress to the most feared family in the supernatural underworld. “Marcus,” Sarah whispers, fierce and elegant, “I want you to be my partner.” As Manhattan’s elites scramble to earn his favor, old enemies emerge from the shadows, desperate to keep Marcus from reclaiming his throne. But with each battle, his power returns—and so do his memories. “Tell your master,” Marcus says, standing over broken assassins, “that some wars aren’t worth starting.” They wanted a pawn. They mocked a drifter. They awoke a god. Now, Marcus Steele is done pretending.