You Re Not My Dad

"You're nothing but a stain on the Kinkaid name," his father spat, the words sharp enough to leave a wound that would never heal. "Look at you, still clinging to that name like it means anything. You’re not a Kinkaid. You’re just the mistake we all regret." Laxus Kinkaid had everything taken away from him by his father and handed it over to his Favourite Son, Luther. From his inheritance, to his own fiance, and there was nothing he could do, after all he was the bastard of the family. Giving up, he decides to move on and start his life afresh but he was never able to escape his family's torment. Eventually, he learns the truth about his father's wealth; His father did not earn his wealth, he took everything from his mother in a plan with her sister resulting in her death moments after she gave birth to Laxus. This marks the beginning of his battle for his birthright and his vengeance. But, will Laxus prevail, or will he fall victim to his family's iron claw just like his mother?

“You’re just a contract husband. Don’t forget your place.” Gianna Moretti sneered as she shoved the papers across the table. The man in the wrinkled suit only smirked. “My place? Darling, you’ll find out soon enough it’s far above yours.” She thought she was buying a nobody. A desperate man willing to be humiliated, to wear her leash for money. A man she could throw away once the contract ended. But Vincent wasn’t a nobody. He was the hidden warlord—the commander of the Eagles of the West. A man who built his empire with fire, blood, and the corpses of his enemies. When Gianna’s family turns on her… when the mafia comes to collect… when rivals laugh at her for marrying a beggar— Vincent rises. “You called me worthless? Watch as I destroy everyone who touched what’s mine.” In one night, the groom they mocked becomes the nightmare of kings. And Gianna realizes too late… the man she tried to control is the one who will never let her go

Finding out you're not the original person but the clone of someone is no easy thing. Try surviving it with zombies on your tail

They laughed when you had nothing. Your ex humiliated you in public, calling you worthless. Your family turned their backs, and your boss threw you out like trash. Rock bottom wasn’t just a phrase—it was your reality. Until the day everything changed. When a mysterious man in a black suit steps out of a sleek convoy and hands you a letter sealed in gold, your life flips overnight. You’ve just inherited the unimaginable: the fortune, empire, and secrets of the world’s richest consortium. Now, you're not just rich—you’re untouchable. From surviving in the shadows to commanding boardrooms, buying skyscrapers, and reshaping your past with limitless power, your story becomes one of revenge served ice-cold. The same people who mocked you now crawl for your attention—and mercy. But with great wealth comes darker enemies, hidden agendas, and choices that could destroy the very soul you once fought to save. Because in this new world, money doesn’t just make the world spin—it spins you.

"It's over between us, Dylan, Don't you get it. I'm not in your class anymore..." "You're too broke for me. It's over..!!" Dylan was devastated after his four-year relationship ended abruptly. He couldn't help but think of all the efforts he had put in to make it work, only to be cheated on by his partner with a wealthy classmate. Dylan at his lowest received a notification from an unknown system. "Host detected!!" "Congratulations! You're the luckiest man among billions. You are chosen to be the Ultimate ruler of the infinite world!" "Initiating system pairing, paring begins!" "20% 50%...... 70% System paring according to host needs." "Analysis complete!!" "Transaction begins......" "Wow!! I'm definitely the most richest man in the world. I will repay all those that have hurt me!!"

“Don’t make a scene, Marcus.” Sophia’s eyes, always so cold, flicked over him as if he were an unwanted stain. “A Saintess can’t be sullied by a man like you. Keep your distance.” For three years, Marcus Steel was a ghost in his own marriage. His wife, worshipped for her holy power, never let him near—not even a touch, not a night together. Yet every gathering, she let Alexander—her so-called ‘brother,’ his former best friend—rest his head in her lap, her hand stroking his hair, their laughter intimate and careless for the world to see. “Does it ever bother you?” Marcus whispered one night, desperation thick in his voice. “That you give him what you never gave me?” Sophia only smiled, distant as ever. “Alexander needs me. You… you’re just my duty.” When the earthquake shattered the banquet hall, Marcus reached for her through the falling debris. “Sophia! Please! Just take my hand—help me!” But her golden barrier was already around Alexander. She didn’t even look at Marcus as he screamed, “I’m your husband! Don’t leave me—” “I can’t save everyone,” she said, voice like ice. “Alex is injured. I promised to protect him.” As rubble crushed his body and hope faded, something ancient awoke in Marcus. Flames danced in his blood, power surging from the pain, the betrayal. From the ashes of humiliation and heartbreak, a dragon roared to life. Marcus Steel is dead. The Dragon King rises—and the Saintess will beg for mercy she never showed.

Constantine was once the God of Mercenary, feared and revered by all who knew him, but an accident on the battlefield cost him his reputation and stripped him of his title. Now he is simply Constantine Easton, a low rank security guard and the estranged son of a billionaire father that didn't want him. He is a man who likes staying at the bottom and living his life without the struggles of being at the top, but what happens when the only way to protect all the beauties around him is climbing to the top? "You think you can take what is mine because you're stronger than me? You don't know who you're dealing with." If life throws a bullet his way, he'll pick it up and shoot the hell out of whoever dares get on his nerves. If he had touched the sky before, then he'll go past the stars now. "Only I will be king."

"Apologize to Mike and get the hell out of here, before we really destroy you, you stupid cleaner!" he snarled. The taunting laughter from the group echoed around the court. Ethan’s cheeks burned as he clenched his fists, but he didn’t let the tears fall. Not now. Not when he could still hold his dignity—though it was quickly slipping away. Melissa’s eyes shifted uncomfortably, and for a moment, Ethan saw something in them—a flicker of fear. But it was quickly replaced by an air of indifference. She shifted on her feet, glancing away, clearly uncomfortable but refusing to step forward. The group continued to mock him, calling him a beggar and a loser. "Look at him," one of them laughed. "A poor idiot who thinks he’s better than everyone else!" The mocking continued, but none of it hit harder than the silence from Melissa. Ethan turned his head toward her, his voice cracking as he asked. “Melissa, what the hell are you doing here? You... you’re my girlfriend!” His voice trembled with a mixture of anger and hurt. The heir of the Elliot family, but his parents didn’t tell him the truth. They wanted Ethan to feel the difficulties of life.

"What the... why does everything look so different? And why do I feel taller? Ryu, do you see this interface? Is this some sort of glitch or something?" - "I don’t think this’ a glitch, dude. We're in the game, like, for real! Look at us, I'm a knight now, and you're a wizard. This is insane!" In a world shaped by the neon-lit magic of a mysterious MMORPG, Kai and Ryu, two disillusioned gamers, find themselves thrust into a reality where the virtual becomes tangible. Transformed into their in-game avatars—a wizard and a knight, respectively—they navigate this enchanting yet treacherous realm.

Three years ago, he gave up on his massive fortune to lead a reclusive life in the countryside with his mentor. Three years later, he returns over a marriage agreement. To his surprise, the engagement is called off. "Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a quack doctor from the countryside! How can you possibly be worthy of me, the Dragonia's first goddess of war?"