Your Boyfriend Peter Fanart

Betrayed by the one person he loves the most and battered to the brink of death– he was left to gasp at the face of death, slowly counting his time till his consciousness faded. In that dreaded moment all that Aiden could think of was getting back at those who put him in this place. His desire for vengeance and power soared through every muscles of his– that desire awakened in him an answer. [Do you want to avenge yourself] [Do you seek to stand on top of the world with fame, riches and glory] [Do you want to make your enemies tremble at the sight of your might] [You have activated The Vengeance System] [Host is 99.99% compatible with 'The Vengeance Systsm'] With a new variable, follow Aiden on his path from rags to riches and his bloody revenge against his foes...

He was already the greatest. In his former world, Dorian Ash climbed a mountain at twelve, descended at eighteen, and spent a lifetime defeating every warrior who dared stand before him. No master. No equal. No ceiling left to break. Then fate moved him somewhere new. A world where power is everything. Where cultivation decides your worth, your status, your right to breathe. Where the strong grind the weak into the dirt without a second thought. He wakes up in the body of a failure. A laughingstock. A lovesick fool who wasted three years chasing a girl instead of chasing greatness — and died with nothing to show for it. But the soul now wearing that broken body? He has never lost. Not once. Not ever. Armed with the mysterious Void Absorption System and a martial technique so ancient the world itself tried to erase it, Dorian begins his climb. Not for revenge. Not for recognition. Not for anyone. Only for one reason. The pinnacle of this world exists somewhere above the clouds — and he intends to stand on it. Every academy. Every kingdom. Every realm. Every so-called immortal who believes their ceiling is the absolute limit of what a human being can become. He is coming for all of it. The void does not ask for permission. It simply absorbs everything in its path.

Aleric died once already. Pushed off a rooftop by the same people who made his life a living hell. He thought that was the end. But then he woke up in Jusavia. He was in a new world, in a new infant body and a fresh chance to start all over again. He made himself one promise: never again would he be hopeless and weak. Never at the mercy of people who saw him as nothing. At fifteen, everyone in Jusavia awakens their Class. It's everything. Your power, your future, your entire worth as a person. Fire mages who burn through armies. Healers who pull people back from death itself. Aleric's Awakening Ceremony was supposed to change his life. It did. Just not the way anyone expected. While everyone else got their shiny new Class, fire this, sword that, holy whatever, Aleric got a blank screen and a room full of whispers. Classless. His father looked at him like he'd just dragged garbage into the house. His fiancée laughed in his face and tore up their engagement contract in front of the whole academy. The nobles who used to bow to his family name? They walked past him like he didn't exist. The academy sent a letter the same day. "We regret to inform you that your enrollment has been revoked." And so, they exiled him and shipped him off to the Frontier Training Grounds, a glorified dumping ground for failures and corpses. Aleric figured he'd die in the first dungeon. Just like he died on that rooftop. But this time, he wasn't going down without a fight. Then he killed his first monster, and something changed. Absorption activated: Skill acquired. He had gotten a skill that was going to change his life in ways he couldn't dare to fathom.

"Say olive, I need your brain for a sec" Olive frowned not expected such words. "Its rare for you to ask for advice, so what happened Marcus?" Olivia rested her chin on one hand looking intrigued. "Its just.." Marcus hesitated,his expression though made Olivia more intrigued. "You see...I think my sister wanted to sleep with me" Hearing such sinful confession left olivia's mouth hanging. "...what?..." She could only reply. "It started a month ago, remember our plan?" Olivia nodded. "Yeah I accidentantly told them I wanted to leave the house, then Cassie that woman actually followed me and saw me with Natalie" "Did the plan failed?" Marcus shook his head, "No, but its not the part you need to be concern of" "Okay okay sorry continue" A sigh escaped from Marcus,"Then when I came home they suddenly became touchy, I mean real touchy, one time they would deliberately show too much skin" "Are you sure you are not over thinking?" "Olive you know me, do you think I am the type to overthink?" "That's fair, but do you have any solid proof?" "There is actully..." He couldnt help but look down and whispered, "I got home drunk one night and...." "And?" "Dont tell me...you.." "No.." he denied instantly. "They just touch me" "Marcus, to be honest isnt it your fault?" The young man flinched his face from worry to devoid of any emotion. A calm stillnes came to him, he reach for his cup, drank and then said, "I did that for my own sake, I never knew they would react that way' Olivia nodded, "True but to think your manipulation will end up turning your adoptive sisters into seductive succubus. "Actully..." "Its not just them" "I think my adoptive mother is also in it"

"If you want to collect your pay and something extra, quickly dispose off this and come for your pay," Harry sneered, tossing a used condom at Oliver with the contents spilling on Oliver's body. This is one of the many humiliations Oliver endured daily to meet his needs. In a world where wealth and status determine one's fate, Oliver, the campus poorest , saw his misery deepen when his girlfriend left him for the campus richest guy. When Oliver's despair reached its peak, fate intervened. He finds himself as the heir to the powerful Howard conglomerate, suddenly finding himself at the reins of affairs of its vast empire. Forgiveness is not an option. Oliver won't stop at nothing to avenge the wrongs done to him, exacting his revenge tenfold

From Erwin Wickison I never asked to be here. One moment I was living my life, and the next I was dragged—along with millions of others—into a place ruled by a system that treats us like pieces on a board. Every Game is built to break something, whether it’s a body, a mind, or the small parts of myself I keep pretending are “good.” I’ve watched people die. I’ve watched people change. And I know I’m changing too. I just hope there’s something human left in me by the end… if there’s even an end. WARNING. This book contains smut, psychological decay, moral collapse, human intimacy twisted into survival, and a variety of horrors that do not wait for your permission before sinking into your mind. It will not hold your hand. It will not apologize. And it will not stop once you open it. If you continue, you’re choosing to step into a sequence of events designed to peel apart the comfortable assumptions you rely on to feel “safe.” Some of you will be fascinated. Some of you will be disturbed. Most of you will not remain the same. I’m not here to reassure you. I’m only here to tell you one thing: Whatever you think this is, whatever you think you know… you don’t. And once you begin, you can’t go back. — Welcome to the Games

After dying during a failed buttocks enlargement, Jasmine who just won a contest as the most beautiful lady in the was reincarnated in the opposite of who she was in her formal life. As the ugliest baby on earth, Ugly-face must achieve his eartly target, or be send back to hell... What is Ugly-face babbling about?" Alicia asked as she make a face at me, pinch my left cheek and said, "you can smile as long as you like. I am not a fans of yours, and your smile can't change my mind." "Let's go and play with other children. His bizarre smiling is giving me chills," Betty announced, hissed and walked off. "Will you play with him for a while?" Alice asked Alicia. "No chance, buddy. I can't touch that thing with six feet long pole," Alicia answered back, peeked at my face and let out, "babies smiles are supposed to make someone to feel relaxed, but your smilling is giving us chills." Alicia left, and I was left alone with Alice who keeps smiling back at me. "Give me your hand, sweetheart," I mumbled as I stretched my right hand towards her. "Poor baby... He is lonely and want me to carry him." "Yes, Babe. Carry me up and plant a wet kiss on my lips."

Max stepped forward, his heart racing as he searched the man’s face, looking for some resemblance, some hint of familiarity. “Who… who are you?” he managed to ask, his voice barely above a whisper. The man studied him for a moment before responding, his voice thick with emotion. “I am Reginald Reid, your grandfather.” The words hit Max like a thunderbolt. “Grandfather?” he echoed, his mind racing. He had never imagined he had a family, much less one of such prominence. Reginald nodded, his gaze filled with a mixture of pride and regret. “Yes, Max. You are my grandson, and the last direct heir of the Reid family.” Max stepped forward, his heart racing as he searched the man’s face, looking for some resemblance, some hint of familiarity. “Who… who are you?” he managed to ask, his voice barely above a whisper. The man studied him for a moment before responding, his voice thick with emotion. “I am Reginald Reid, your grandfather.” The words hit Max like a thunderbolt. “Grandfather?” he echoed, his mind racing. He had never imagined he had a family, much less one of such prominence. Reginald nodded, his gaze filled with a mixture of pride and regret. “Yes, Max. You are my grandson, and the last direct heir of the Reid family.” Max’s mind swirled with confusion. “But… why didn’t I know? Why didn’t anyone tell me?” A flicker of pain crossed Reginald’s face. “There were… complicated reasons. When your parents passed away under tragic circumstances, it was decided that you should be raised away from the family, for your own safety. It was not an easy choice, but it was necessary.” Max’s heart twisted at the mention of his parents. He’d spent his end of the year

Granted another chance by Fate to redeem himself, Persia swore to make his oppressors all kneel before him. " Your first order young master? " " I want the Juans clan on their knees "

“You cheated on me Olivia and you, don't you know she is my girlfriend?” "Let's see if she'll claim you just as you're claiming her." This is the biography of Robert Edward, a poor student of Campbell University who juggles different jobs and faces societal disrespect just to pay his fees and give his girlfriend the life she desires. But guess what? The girl betrayed him and left for a richer guy! However, Robert stormed the live stream and, like any other boyfriend, confronted them, only to get beaten up nearly to death. Robert wasn't sure if he was going to survive, but in that dire moment, he did something hilarious. He picked up his phone and dialed 112. He said, "There's an emergency at Campbell Campus Room 050." That was the most hilarious call ever, but little did he know it would lead to a grand moment!