You're Still Mine

If you had to describe a person with a hard life, who would it be? Someone who experienced a horrible tragedy? Someone who tries his best but is still treated like trash? Nathaniel was such a person and despite his life full of unfortune he always gave it all. His hard work finally paid off as he managed to enter one of the best schools in his country but as he was about to graduate another tragedy struck down his dreams. “Is my life a joke? Maybe I should have a laugh as well”. Follow Nathaniel on his path of madness and destruction.

[Divorce + Hidden Identity + Face-slapping + CEO] For three years, Lucas washed clothes, cooked meals, and served the Carter family like a servant, hiding his identity as the sole heir to the world's richest banking family. He did it all for his wife, Lily. But on their third anniversary, instead of a "Thank You," he received a Divorce Paper. Lily sneered: "Lucas, you are just a useless man. I am now a manager, and you are still trash. We are in different worlds. Sign it, and get out." Lucas signed with a broken heart. But the moment he walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, a fleet of Rolls-Royces stopped in front of him. An old butler bowed: "Young Master, the strict training period is over. Please come home and inherit the Empire." ... Three days later, at a billionaire's banquet. Lily looked at the man standing on the stage, being worshipped by kings and presidents. He looked exactly like her ex-husband. She knelt down, crying: "Lucas, I was wrong! Please take me back!" Lucas looked at her coldly, holding a beautiful CEO in his arms: "Who are you? Security, throw this crazy woman out."

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship candidate, Christopher Wesley is dead; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. When Vanessa begins to get calls from an unknown person wanting money he claims Christopher had stolen, Alaric has no choice but to accept that their killer is yet to be found. He is determined to get to the bottom of this case and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for Vanessa.

Infidelity amidst triumph and defeat - isn’t too high of a price to pay when you’re a college soccer league talk of the town, but when you are secretly loving your girlfriend’s best friend, and your girlfriend secretly love the water boy while you are bound to a hospital bed; it is a whole different ballgame. “You and Rebecca been loving each other, behind my back Daniel?!” "You have been loving the water boy, while have been sick and in the hospital?! I can’t show my face anywhere now! Drama escalates in the blink of a scandal on American state Campuses. A text, a post, a cringe compromising photo! No secret is too loud to be kept under wraps! No star is too popular to quiet a scandal! The Dream League trophy needs to come home a second year in a row! It is up to one injured striker, one substitute, one faithful team, one dismantled cheerleading squad, one determined coach! “You are nothing but a lowdown dirty filthy scumbag! I will see to it that you never step foot on another campus soccer field!” Will a bad tackle and a web of deafening scandals stop The Holloway Pinnacles from taking home the Championship title a second year in a row? One team has to raise the trophy! One team have to turn and walk away! Will love take it all, or is it a campus story flooded with erotic steam and sensual boiling points?

“You’re nothing but a useless, poor ex-husband, Daniel! Your existence is nothing more than a black stain on my life! In my eyes, you’re no better than a piece of roadside trash!” To Seraphina Monroe, Daniel Leonard was a burden that could be discarded at any time for the sake of the Monroe family's business ambitions and the warm embrace of a wealthy man like Evan Vanguard. However, their arrogance crumbled in an instant the moment the divorce papers were signed. A mysterious Centurion Black Card activated in Daniel’s hand, connecting him to the Financial Reversal System, which granted him instant and unlimited capital! Daniel chose neither to hide nor to pretend to be a lowly servant any longer. With billions of dollars at his fingertips, he immediately shook Wall Street. He purchased the Monroe family's mansion estate, acquired controlling shares in their allies' companies, and stood as an equal partner beside New York’s Business Goddess, Cheryl Cole Ashford. From this moment on, the Dragon’s financial revenge began. One by one, supply chains were cut off, partnership contracts were unilaterally terminated, and the stock market was manipulated until his enemies crawled across the floor begging for mercy. By the time regret began to burn within Seraphina’s heart, it was already too late. Her ex-husband had already risen to the very top of the world as an untouchable True Billionaire! What happens next?

Everyone thinks the God of War died 743 years ago. They couldn't be more wrong. He wasn't killed; he was erased. Ronan Ash has nothing to his name. No family to claim him, no rank to protect him, and zero divine affinity a crushing, humiliating void in a world where every other student at the Imperial War Academy radiates power. To everyone else, he’s a punchline: an orphan clutching a rusted sword with nothing but an F-rank future ahead of him. Then, the System wakes up. Welcome back, Host. You have been dead for 743 years. Suddenly, Ronan is haunted by memories he doesn't recognize, hunted by enemies he’s never encountered, and guided by a System that knows infinitely more about him than it’s willing to reveal. It speaks in riddles, hiding his skills and sealing away his true potential. But buried deep within its data is a ledger containing six names: the six beings who wiped a god from history to claim the world's thrones for themselves. They are still alive. They are still worshipped. And they are still watching. To find them, Ronan must climb from the absolute bottom of a world that has already forgotten his existence. To defeat them, he will have to evolve into something even the gods feared. And to survive, he’ll have to demand an answer to the one question the System refuses to touch: Why was the God of War erased, and what was he truly becoming?

"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.

Oliver Hunt lost everything—his memories, identity, and dignity. He became the Henverton family’s punching bag, enduring their scorn as the worthless son-in-law. But when a mysterious woman approached him, everything changed. “You’re our leader, Commander. It’s time to reclaim your throne.” Oliver discovers he's Zero, the God of Mercenary. A legend feared by all, known for completing impossible missions without fail. Unleashing his power, Oliver is out for revenge. Those who crossed him will pay. The world will bow before him... or burn.

"You think you can stop me, Aiden? You're nothing but a pawn in this game." Malrik's voice echoed through the cold, sterile darkness of the virtual world, laced with malice. "In The Abyss, I am the ruler. And you will fall, just like everyone else." Aiden Cross never wanted to return to The Abyss. But when his sister’s mysterious death resurfaces in the form of a cryptic message, he’s pulled back into the deadly virtual world he tried to escape. Now, he must navigate shifting alliances, face dangerous enemies, and confront a hidden AI that holds the key to everything. But with every step, the line between reality and illusion blurs—each move he makes seems to play into the hands of the malevolent forces that control it all. In the fight to uncover the truth and save humanity, Aiden will have to decide: is he a hero, or is he just another pawn in a game he doesn’t understand? But when the virtual world begins to merge with reality... Will Aiden be able to stop Malrik before it’s too late? Or will the game consume him entirely? The countdown has begun. The question is... who will survive the game?

For three years, Julian Cross played the perfect, obedient house husband, swallowing every insult from his entitled wife and her venomous family just to pay off his dead father's debts. His reward? A stack of divorce papers thrown in his face on their anniversary, and a mocking laugh as she walked out the door with a billionaire trust-fund kid. "Sign the papers, you useless parasite," she sneered, looking down at him like he was garbage. "You're a broke deadbeat, Julian. You'll never amount to anything." Julian didn't argue. He didn't beg. He just looked at the glowing blue screen only he could see, and chose Option 2. CRACK. He slapped her across the face, signed the papers, and walked out into the night. [Ding! Choice confirmed. Reward: $10,000,000,000 in liquid cash, God-Level Medical Skills, and a 30% controlling stake in her new boyfriend's company.] Now, the "trash" ex-husband is buying out their country club just to evict them on the spot. He’s pulling dying billionaires back from the brink of death to build an untouchable empire, and ruthlessly crushing the arrogant elites who thought they could step on him. "You thought I was a stray dog you could just kick around?" Julian whispered, looking down at his ruined ex-wife and her bankrupt new boyfriend as they begged on their knees. "You forgot one thing about stray dogs. We bite."