Your So Ugly Jokes

“I’m not here to stay her bestie, Aiden. I came back to New York to marry her.” Wesley slips a card from his pocket, holding it out like it’s radioactive. “This is me being generous. There’s a hundred thousand dollars loaded on it. Take it. Go home, pack your things, and disappear. I’ll tell everyone you left because life got too hard.” Aiden stares. Not at the money—he could buy a hundred of those cards without blinking—but at the audacity. Because if Wesley knew who he really was… He’d be the one begging to disappear. **** By day, Aiden is the fool. The humble househusband with a dish towel slung over his shoulder, humming as he mops floors, checks the stew, and gets barked at by his in-laws like he’s less than nothing. Everyone thinks he’s soft. Gullible. Replaceable. But by night? He becomes the man the city's richest fear. In a dark room filled with shadows and smoke, he gives orders—orders that no billionaire, no politician, no enemy dares question. They call him sir. But to his wife’s family? He’s still just the broke son-in-law. They don’t know the game they’re playing. Yet.

"Name's Andrew Lapis, bud. Just your run-of-the-mill guy coasting through a mundane existence. My family? As average as they come, all huddled under the drab roof of a cookie-cutter house. University? Yep, I'm there too, pulling down grades that'd make any 'ordinary' student proud. Except for Logic Reasoning. Turns out, I've got a knack for that—extraordinarily good, if you ask me. My nightly routine? Well, it's a real nail-biter. Me and my buddy, we hit up the same old coffee shop, play the same old card games. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm no slouch when it comes to those cards. You could say I've got some pretty extraordinary skills up my sleeve. But here's the kicker—life was as dull as dishwater, or at least it used to be. That was until I stumbled upon certain people that turned my world from yawn-inducing ordinary to a whirlwind of the extraordinary. My reality? It flipped like a pancake on a hot griddle. Gone were the days of ordinary, replaced by a high-stakes world of dirty dealings and opulent casinos. So yeah, you could say my life went from poker nights to playing dirty, but in the swankiest casinos you ever did see."

"How dare you to raise your voice? You are nothing but a leftover food person," Cole spat the wine on his face violently. Stella relished the taunts of her husband. Aside from that, to make it more enjoyable for her. She add the fuel in it, and asked everyone attention in the party. She asked the audience with a mocking chuckle, "My darling husband, has told me to behave like a wife. Do you all think I should follow my poor husband?" The audience laughed with her, underestimated him. The insults was unbearable for him. But the concealed truth was more essential to him than continual humiliation. Aiden was pushed out of the house to beg and eat meals from trash by his parents at age 10. He was taken to the jail to murder his uncle. Fortunately, he was adopted by a mysterious old man, who taught him all types of wisdom. At the age of 16, he became the best killer on Dark Web. At 17 he received his PhD degree in the greatest university. At the age of 20, he rose to become the rich men' most renowned physician and covert Mafia boss. But he yearned for solutions to all of his existential queries.And the only person knows about it, Lord Osric. To know his childhood hidden truth, he became son in law of Osric's family.

Madam Ottiline's words trickled down his ears as he felt super pumped about the news he had just heard. His heavy gaze lingered on her as he got hitched through myriads of thoughts within himself. If everything was true, it meant that his current grave peril would be reversible. He chuckled sably and inwardly to himself at the hardy Boyz. He couldn't help but be gleeful about their reactions when they found out who he was. He felt a tug of relief etched in his heart. "I need to check on my foster mom, grandma," He implored facing Ottiline who nodded her head and not in repugnance. Her lips curved into a broad smile as she spoke with her lips twitching upwards in an amicable manner. "Of course dear. You can confirm it for yourself, then she would be able to confirm how she and your foster Dad found you to keep you safe and bring you up to this point," Ottiline voice boomed in an aced manner. Axel's life had a massive breakthrough when his true identity as the son of the richest Entrepreneur in the world was unravelled. From being japed and bullied in High school, he ends up at the top and investigates a dark secret about his true wealthy parent's death.

Elliot scanned his eyes round Lexa's curvy body, making her nervous. “Wow. Such beauty,” he said, with the most glorious smile. “A-are you him?” Alexa had never felt so weak. “What was I thinking? I forgot I can’t kill royals so easily. I definitely won’t want to kill you.” He bowed before her. “I’m sorry your majesty. I forgot you were royalty.” Alexa gulped. He moved like flash, appearing here and there within the twinkle of an eye. He sped to her back and held her waist. She whimpered. “I know everything about you and I know what you want,” he whispered in her ear. “I know you want me.” She pulled away from him. He smiled… a deadly smile. Alexa wanted to be strong, she was a Queen after all. “If you know what I want then you must tell me what you want in return.” "Everyone knows that the devil wants," Elliot said, smiling with great lust. *** Will the love between the devil and a prized angel ever succeed? Will a prophecy overrule a witch's curse? Will Elliot be given an second chance into holiness? Will their love prevail and will their forbidden love be accepted by the realms?

Taking its root in real events—apparently, from the just-concluded 2022 FIFA World Cup in Qatar; The great heist details the greatest heist the world has ever seen. And through fast-paced narratives, gives an account of the chain of events that followed after the World Cup Trophy went missing on the final day of the Association Football World Cup Tournament in Qatar. Fast-paced, Cliffhanging, Page-turny; The great heist would not only have you hooked and riveted right from the first chapter, but would also leave you breathless, and have you biting your nails as you flipped through its pages. ‘A Da Vinci Code meets Money Heist’, The Great Heist tells the story of “A band of seasoned thieves who set out on the most daring mission of all time after meticulously planning a heist that will not only shock the world but will surely alter the pages of history forever. With help rendered from the shadows by the brain behind the heist—the one they called ‘The Firm’, who drew up the blueprint for their heist-in-a-heist caper—this gang of principled thieves planned on doing the seemingly impossible; stealing the World Cup Trophy on the final day of the World Cup tournament in Qatar and using it as a screen to commit the biggest art robbery in the world since the Boston’s Gardner Museum art robbery of 1990.”

"A mutt like you really thought he could marry into our family?" Isabelle Carter sneered, tossing a box at Karvel Cross’s feet. His old belongings spilled out—along with the engagement ring he had spent months preparing for Mariya. Laughter rippled through the room. "Pick it up, stray," Vincent Langford mocked, swirling his whiskey. "That’s all you’ll ever be. A discarded pet hoping for scraps." "Congratulations, Mariya," he said, voice eerily calm. "I hope your new fiancé doesn’t end up treating you the way you’re treating me.” But the humiliation wasn’t over. Her mother called him a mutt, Vincent Langford, a smug rival, mocked his existence, and soon, Karvel became nothing more than a joke among the elite. A discarded man with no value. What they didn’t know? The stray they cast aside… was a trillionaire heir. Karvel Cross is no longer the broken man they once laughed at. With secrets deeper than the ocean and a past that refuses to stay buried, he’s about to show them all—Mariya, Vincent, and the entire world—that the man they underestimated is the one they should have feared all along. "Dear ex, I don't need you anymore."

I was a disgrace to the Prestwick family—a poor, unwanted son-in-law they wished their daughter had never married. She had chosen me for my looks, but now, even that wasn’t enough. She wanted out. A divorce. To erase me from her life and marry into wealth like her family had always intended. But I loved her. Despite the insults, the humiliation, the way they treated me like dirt beneath their feet—I refused to let go. That was my biggest mistake. Frustrated by my defiance, my brother-in-law took matters into his own hands. He killed me, tossing my body into a cold, dark river, leaving me to sink into oblivion. I should have died. I did die. But before I took my final breath, a man appeared before me, cloaked in shadow, his voice like a whisper from the abyss. "What is your last wish?" I should have begged for revenge. I should have cursed their names. But all I wanted was one more chance. One more chance to live. And so, I was granted life again. But I was no longer the same. My soul was no longer my own. My body was no longer mine to control. Because I had been reborn as something far more powerful. I was no longer John Prestwick. I was the Devil himself.

Mu Qiu jolted awake, the stench of decay filling his nostrils. He wasn't in his old apartment; he was sprawled on cracked asphalt, surrounded by the moans of the undead. He was reborn in the apocalypse. Worse, his body, dormant for two years, had mutated. He was a Corpse King, an apex predator with the power to devour and assimilate. Then, a voice echoed in his mind, clear and precise. [Congratulations, Host! You have successfully bound the Supreme World Sign-In System!] [You have arrived at your first sign-in location: Ravaged City Center. Reward: Holy Lord's Demonic Energy.] Mu Qiu stared at his clawed hands, the flesh pale and cold. A system? In this hellhole? [Next sign-in location: Mutated Zombie Hive. Estimated time: 12 hours.] [Daily Quest: Devour 100 Lesser Undead. Reward: Evolution Points.] [Status: Corpse King - Level 1. Evolution Points: 0. Demonic Energy: Acquired.] [Inventory: Empty.] He could see the information floating in his vision, like a translucent screen. The world was a nightmare, and survival as a human was impossible. But as a Corpse King with a system? That was a different story. [Would you like to absorb the Holy Lord's Demonic Energy?] Mu Qiu's jaw clenched. Yes. [Absorption commencing...]

He was overlooked, underestimated… and mopping your floor. Frank Ashford was supposed to conquer the tech world. But brilliance alone doesn’t pay bills—or buy power. Reduced to cleaning offices in the very system that rejected him, Frank stumbles upon a classified code that could either resurrect a failing empire or destroy it entirely. His reward? A fast promotion to CEO—and a death sentence. Inside the boardroom, betrayal brews. Outside, a killer waits. And somewhere between power and survival, Ella—the daughter of the man who gave him a chance—may be the only one who can save him… or break him. The deeper he digs, the darker the truth becomes. One code. One company. One janitor. And a war no one sees coming. Frank Ashford was once the pride of his graduating class—brilliant, ambitious, destined for greatness. But years after leaving university, he finds himself scrubbing toilets and mopping floors at a towering multinational empire that barely knows he exists. Then, a buried code, a desperate company, and a silent war within the boardroom thrust him into the eye of a corporate storm. When Frank solves the impossible, he doesn’t just unlock data—he unlocks power. But with every step forward, he uncovers betrayal, lies, and a deadly conspiracy that could cost him everything—including the only person who ever believed in him.