You Re Not My Dad

My name is Ronin. I'm a freelancer, and I love reading novels. However, I never thought I would die due to the extreme frustration I experienced after reading a novel called "Savior of Mankind." Yes, you heard me right. I died due to extreme frustration after reading that terrible "Savior of Mankind" novel. After I died, I woke up in the form of a sword and realized that I couldn't do anything in this state. Then, a light in the shape of a human appeared in front of me and said, "As for your last wishes, I am going to reincarnate you in a parallel world that is completely based on the novel that caused your death." "But wait, what are my last wishes? Why am I reincarnated as a sword? Why are you sending me to that terrible planet based on the awful novel that led to my death?" shouted the consciousness of Ronin, which resided inside the sword. What will the human-shaped light do before sending the sword to that parallel world? What will the sword do after it enters that parallel world?

“Richard, I do not know why you're acting like you know nothing. It's no hidden knowledge that you've constantly mismanaged funds, bribing corrupt officials like yourself, it's all documented. There's evidence you know?” ********* Over two years ago, Dalton City was on the brink of ruin, having natural resources in abundance; they were the target of their enemies and corrupt officials whose aim was to destroy and corrupt the system.  All of these changed when Richard Day, the enigmatic and feared acting mayor took over after fighting and winning various wars for Dalton City. Richard is surrounded by many enemies who seek his downfall, and amongst them is the least expected, Betrayed by his fianceé and her father, Richard has no choice but to step down and let them take over. But let the world await and fear his comeback, because Richard Day's Legacy isn't to be toiled with.

"You're so useless. Good for nothing husband" After ten years of loyal service, Salvador finally gathers the courage to ask for a raise—only to be humiliated, underpaid, and fired instead. Returning home with shattered pride, he faces an even colder reception from his in-laws and a wife who no longer sees his worth. Stripped of his dignity and desperate for a way out, Salvador must decide: will he keep enduring, or finally rise and reclaim the respect he deserves?

All the effort I put into you and my life was trivialized and met with nothing but contempt. Until the truth is revealed, my identity as an invincible heir has made me a much stronger person. I will return all the pain I have received. I'll show them what I'm capable of, until they suffer.

“You're a burden, Nicholas. A worthless pauper. Among the eight billion people around the world, you deserve to be called a Man.” Nicholas Bellingham had faced humiliation and disgrace from the colleague at the Dublic Cooperation . They were only making jest of him, despite all the bullying, Nicholas didn't bother about them. As if that wasn't enough, He caught his girlfriend having an affair with his boss, and they lied against him and threw out of the company. Heartbroken and devastated, he was about losing hope when suddenly it was revealed to him he was the Lost Heir to the greatest family in the world. Nicholas planned to get revenge on those who had hurt and show them who the real boss is!

Alton has lost everything in his life and at the bitter end of his life he was given a chance to wish for one thing. See as Alton right his wrongs and take revenge on the people who were against him in his first time at life. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hi everyone first I would like to thank you for reading and as this is my first book so I would love it if guys comment or you could message me directly so I can improve my writing and thus deliver better work. Thank you. Join the discord server: https://discord.gg/tRSbK2b22k

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.

The war in the Eastern Land dragged on far longer than anyone expected. It left behind nothing but desperate orphans. But one child was different. Driven by vengeance, he slaughtered over a hundred invading soldiers with his bare hands. Fifteen years later, he became a god of war hidden in plain sight. No one knew who he truly was. To the world, he was nothing more than a loyal stay-at-home husband—until the day his wife betrayed him for another man. "So, money and power were all you ever wanted?" he asked. "If you had told me from the start, I could have given you more than he ever could. I am King Fox, the legendary God of War!" SLAP! His wife struck him across the face before the crowd. "You’re nothing but a cheap mercenary. I wish you had died in the trenches!" That divorce forced him out of hiding. Now, he will take his revenge to the bitter root and build an unmatched military dynasty.

The last strand of patience I had snapped into shreds when she chose her ex-lover’s son over our dying daughter. Now she paraded around smiling, flaunting him like a trophy, while I was left with nothing but the cold, lifeless body of my child. This wasn’t about hurt anymore. It wasn’t even about pain. She’d stolen a soul from me — and she would feel every atom of what I felt, and more. “I want a divorce.” “That’s not happening. You and I are in this together,” she screeched, eyes boring into mine, searching for the man who always bent to her will. “You will sign the papers,” I said, every word a quiet stone. “Make me!” I stepped closer. My hand closed at her throat — delicate, trembling under my grip — and forced her to meet me. “Sign the papers,” I whispered, voice low and cold. “Or I’ll make you suffer so that even our daughter hears your screams from six feet under.”

In the underworld of ruthless power and unforgiving loyalty, I made an oath that would bind me for life—a blood oath sealed by vengeance, desire, and a woman who became my most dangerous weakness. They call me a monster, a king in a kingdom built on violence and fear. But I never asked for this life. I only wanted to survive. Then she walked into my world—fiery, untamed, and brimming with secrets. Our bond was meant to be temporary. A flash marriage. A simple alliance in a world where trust is a currency no one dares to spend. But with her, everything changed. The Mafia doesn’t forgive, and neither do I. She’ll learn that soon enough as I drag her through a storm of betrayal, bloodshed, and passion she never expected. Our marriage may have been a lie, but my hunger for her is very real. Now, we’re both trapped by an oath we can't escape, each step we take pulling us deeper into a world that only one of us will survive. And in the end, the savage honor I live by might just be the death of us both.