You're Still Mine

“Those girls were never yours. You were useful because you worked, paid the bills, and helped me build my company. Now, I no longer need you!” For fifteen years, Andrew worked himself to exhaustion to be a good husband and father. He endured his wife’s family’s insults, swallowed their humiliation, and sacrificed everything to give his family a better life. He believed his love and loyalty meant something. Then after a fatal accident, he lay dying in the hospital bed, but his wife abandoned him. She thought she was finally free of the husband she had always looked down on. She was wrong… Andrew survived, but the man who returned was no longer willing to accept the life they had forced on him. Victoria still saw a worthless fisherman she could control. Her family believed he was too insignificant to challenge them. They didn’t know what lay behind the man they had spent fifteen years looking down on. When Victoria threatened him again, he looked her in the eye coldly. “I spent fifteen years bleeding for your parasitic family. I’ve already regretted enough for one lifetime. There’s nothing left to regret.” The woman thought Andrew was returning to settle a family dispute……….she had no idea what else was about to return with him………

On the day their daughter died… Lyra chose to comfort another child. Brandon spent seven years loving a woman who slowly stopped loving him back. He endured the coldness, the humiliation, and the pain of watching another man and his son replace him and his daughter inside their own home. Still, he stayed. Because he believed that even if Lyra no longer loved him… she would always love Maggie. He was wrong. On Maggie’s sixth birthday, Lyra abandoned her sick daughter to celebrate another child instead. When Maggie collapsed in Brandon’s arms, Lyra still refused to believe the truth. “You used your own daughter to manipulate me!” she screamed in disgust. Meanwhile, Maggie’s tiny body trembled violently as her failing heart slowly gave up. “Lyra… please…” Brandon begged brokenly. “I’ll kneel if I have to. Just take us to the hospital…” But Lyra looked at her dying daughter with cold disappointment. “I’m ashamed of both of you.” Then she abandoned them on the side of the highway. As Brandon desperately carried his little girl toward the hospital, Maggie smiled weakly through her tears. “Daddy… don’t cry anymore. When I reach Heaven, I’ll ask God to send someone who will love you better than Mommy did.” Moments later, her tiny hand slipped away forever. That was the moment Brandon Hale died too. The gentle husband who forgave everything disappeared forever, replaced by a man driven only by grief, revenge, and the truth behind his wife’s betrayal. But when Lyra finally realizes the horrifying mistake she made… It’s already too late. “Brandon… I’m sorry…” she sobbed at his feet. “I never wanted Maggie to die…” Brandon stepped away from her trembling hands, his eyes empty and cold. “It’s too late.”

I died in the snow outside her dorm. She learned my name too late. Then she died beside me Then I woke up seven days before the sky turned gray with every memory of how the world ends. Everyone on this campus wears a rank on their wrist. Gold gets a warm bunker. Gray gets scraps. I have nothing. No tag. No family. No name on any list. That's exactly why no one is watching me. I know what's coming. I know who leaves her behind. I know which doors lock and which ones don't. What I don't know is how to speak to the girl I've loved since before this life began. So I do it quietly. A warm coat left at her door. A shift covered. A meal already made. She reads my silence as coldness. She laughs at another man's jokes. And the people who ruined her the first time? They remember too. They woke up just like me and this time they're coming for her before I can reach her. Seven days. Then the sun goes out. Everyone had a title except me. Maybe that's the only reason I'm still alive.

Bang! The door was kicked open from the outside and three policemen came in holding guns. “What's happening?” Bruce had never been so confused in his entire life. The police ignored his question as they walked towards him, pointing the guns straight at him as one of them said “Don't try to do anything funny Mr Bruce Ortiz, do not move an inch.” “Hey I don't know what I did, what did I do?” Bruce looked around as though he could see an explanation of this written on the wall somewhere. “Mr Bruce Ortiz, you're under arrest for the theft of $750,000!” “What!” Bruce's eyes opened in shock “What the hell are y'all talking about? I've never stolen anybody's money in my life.”

"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.

"Step away. She's mine." Eric’s voice was calm but firm, his smirk barely concealed. The man in front of him scoffed. "And what about her?" He pointed at another woman. Eric chuckled, unfazed. "Also mine." The man’s face twisted in disbelief. "And… her too?" Eric nodded casually. "What can I say? A king doesn’t turn away his queens." Frustrated, the other man threw his hands in the air. "How many women do you even need?!" Eric grinned, tilting his head slightly. "As long as beauty exists, they will always belong to me." --- Life had always been cruel. Fired from his job over a ridiculous reason. Dumped by his girlfriend for being broke. Just when he thought things couldn’t get worse, a drunk driver sent him flying. Most would call it the end. For Eric Carter, it was just the beginning. [Ding! Activation requirements met. System initializing…] [Welcome to the Royal Harem System—Dedicated to building the greatest harem in history.] A slow, confident smirk stretched across Eric’s lips as he cracked his knuckles. "From today onward, I, Eric Carter, will be the undisputed Harem King." He straightened his posture, radiating newfound confidence. "Excuse me, miss. You're breathtaking. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

"His parents died as legends at the frontline. So why the hell is their only kid still a Level-F zero at sixteen?" In a war-torn world where alien rifts spit out nightmares and raw power dictates survival, sixteen-year-old Kaelen Thorne is the military academy’s favorite punching bag. Branded with a dead, F-rank core, he’s expected to be nothing more than cannon fodder. But when his blood awakens a forgotten ancestral relic, Kaelen doesn't unlock elemental magic or brute strength. He unlocks Resonance. While his arrogant peers blast monsters with fire and steel, Kaelen discovers he only needs a low, perfectly pitched whistle to make the most feral, terrifying apex predators drop to their knees and tremble at his feet. Knowing the corrupt military top brass would dissect him alive if they discovered his unique power, Kaelen deliberately masks his true strength. He keeps his fake F-rank badge, plays the helpless victim, and endures the mockery of the elite. But in the deadly, mist-choked wilderness beyond the academy walls, the "powerless zero" is quietly building a monstrous, fiercely loyal army in the shadows. The elites think they are the predators of this world. They’re about to learn what happens when the prey learns how to sing.

"If you've any conscience left in you, you'll understand that you deserve this." The prison doors closed behind him with those final words. Ethan Carvendish was the true heir of the Carvendish family, yet his existence was treated as nothing more than a stain that needed to be erased. "You're nothing but a criminal!" His father discarded him without hesitation. "I regret giving birth to you. I wish Charlie was my biological son!" His mother chose an adopted son over her own flesh and blood. "Charlie is my only brother, not a disgusting parasite like you." His sister looked at him with nothing but disgust. "It's just three years in prison. Charlie is delicate, unlike you." The woman he loved stood beside his adopted brother, forged evidence, framed him, and watched silently as he was condemned for a crime he never committed. For three years, he rotted in prison for someone's crime, while they celebrated his fall. The prison did not break him, it awakened him. Now Ethan has returned, not as the discarded heir… But as the Shadow Tyrant. A name whispered in fear. A power no one can control. A ruler the elite world cannot defy. "Son… We were wrong." The parents who abandoned him now kneel before him. "Ethan, sister regrets everything… please come back…" The sister who once saw him as nothing but a disgrace now begging for his attention. "Ethan… please give me another chance…" The woman who once sent him to prison crawls to his feet. But the Ethan Carvendish they betrayed died behind those prison walls, the one who returned is coldhearted. As the world trembles before the Shadow Tyrant, only one question remains. Will Ethan Carvendish reclaim everything that was stolen from him… or will shadow tyrant destroy them all without mercy?

‘What will you do if the world ends tomorrow?’ Seth Holden was fed up with that question. ‘I’ll die,’ he used to joke. After all, what could a mere broken home, college student with no future like him could do if faced with the apocalypse? It became reality in a matter of hours. After the first wave invasion hit, the world was filled with dead people hungered for the living ones. Seth should be dead, too, if not for . . . Dong! [Congratulations!] [You are among one hundred lucky people to have receive a System!] [Free only for seven days.] Now, Seth was amongst one hundred people who became Systemist in this infected world. He grew stronger and had a higher survival rate. However, to survive meant he would still be alive when the second wave invasion started. He knew nothing about it, except people could crack and spontaneously exploded. Seth was sure he could tackle it when the time came by levelling up. But, raising a six-year-old while running away from blood-thirsty Systemist hunters in this not-pocalypse? Well, Seth was bound to fuck something up badly. Probably himself. Oh shit. What’s the price of the System’s lifetime subscription again?