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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.

You all would pay back tenfold !, For the pain you have caused me !” Alex Meyer said angrily as he stormed into the room. Alex Meyer was a 24-years old chemical engineering student, who recently graduated from the university. He was sent out of his father's house by his stepmother after the death of his father. He always gets humiliated and constantly abused by his friends and family. He was considered trash who has no value then a smear to family reputation. He was at the verge of giving up on dreams and goals when his real identity was revealed to him as the only person who has the power to hide the hidden secret of his family wealth.

"Mr. Verus,” she said, “the surgery has already been paid for.” Cassius blinked, stunned. “What? By who?” Before the nurse could respond, a tall, imposing figure appeared. The man was impeccably dressed, his presence commanding attention. “I paid for it,” the man said, his deep voice resonating in the sterile corridor. Cassius stood, his body tense. “Who are you?” The man smiled faintly, extending a hand. “Augustus Verus,” he said. “Your father.” Shock coursed through Cassius. “My father?” he echoed, incredulous. “That’s impossible.” “It’s the truth,” Augustus said, pulling out a neatly folded envelope. Inside were photographs, documents—proof of their connection. “I’ve been watching from a distance, waiting for the right moment to step in. And now, it’s time.” Cassius stared at the evidence, his emotions a whirlwind of disbelief, anger, and curiosity. “Why now? Why not before?” Augustus met his gaze steadily. “Because you had to face life’s hardships to grow. But now, you’ve earned the right to know the truth—and the power to change your fate.” He handed Cassius a sleek black card. “This is yours. It grants you access to my wealth. Use it wisely.” Cassius hesitated before taking the card, his fingers trembling. The weight of everything that had happened—his humiliation, his sister’s injury, and now this revelation—threatened to overwhelm him. But as he looked at Augustus, determination flickered in his eyes. “I’ll use this,” he said quietly, “to protect Vinna—and to repay everyone who looked down on me.” Augustus nodded, a faint smile on his lips. “Then I trust you won’t disappoint me, son.” Cassius watched as Augustus walked away, leaving him standing in the sterile hallway, a man reborn."

Introvert!? Me!? Tha hell am I an introvert. I stay indoors all day because I am afraid to get my butt kicked. Until I contract my beast, I won't be walking freely. This is a promise I made it myself. My name is Ryder and I am a black marked. In the planet where I live, it is dominated by summoners. If you guessed, then you are right, we contracted beast from the Astral Shadow plain and summon it out at will after successfully contracting the creature. Mark appears on the left shoulder of every human after birth, a mark given by the beast that chooses you. There are five different colours of mark— the brown, the orange, the red, the black and lastly, the white. Of all the marking, I was marked black. I was marked by a supreme demon monarch of the Astra shadow plain— the Dracogon. There was a 0.5 over 100 percent chance for me to survive in the contraction process but I did. I did and in the process, caused a catastrophe— i opened a link between the beasts of Astra shadow plain and the planet of humans, Terra. Everyone is in my planet is in danger because of me. Now with no other choice, I have to find a way to resolve the mistake I made, alone just like I caused it alone. ****

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

At seven, my father returned with his mistress and my half-brother, who was only a few weeks older than me. Under my mother's grief-stricken and despairing eyes, my father ruthlessly kicked us out. I always knew that my father wanted a supernaturally awakened and talented heir, however, I didn't fit the bill because I couldn't awaken any special talents and didn't show outstanding academic abilities. Moreover, my uncles and aunts were eyeing my father's position, eager to overthrow him and take his place. Competitors also harbored ill intentions towards our family, watching my father like a hawk. In this treacherous situation, my father rekindled his relationship with his mistress, the second daughter of a noble family from the Royal City. Finally, my father no longer concealed his pre-marital affair. After making it public, he brought his mistress and her talented son back home to replace my mother and me. To survive, my mother had no choice but to take me into hiding, changing our identities and fleeing to a remote town to escape their grasp and settle down. What my father didn't know was that I didn't lack talent; my talent was simply too strong, requiring an immense amount of energy to awaken, energy that my weak seven-year-old self couldn't handle. Eleven years later, I had grown up and finally awakened my superlative talent, becoming a renowned genius in the remote town. I never thought about going back to confront my father or seeking revenge on his mistress because they weren't worth my mother's and my time! My mother and I are doing well now. I believe with my talent and effort, our lives will only get better. However, I overestimated the goodness in people, and underestimated their malice!

Jason had to languish in a room beaten to a pulp, they were going to finish him off for no reason, but fate said otherwise. Jason activates an heirloom that makes him stronger, better at martial arts and a medical expert. I vow to punish every man who has accused me of murder, stalked my family and taken all of their wealth.

"You think you built this empire, Sarah? Without me, there would be no empire." **** David Blackwood has spent years in the shadows, being the silent architect of his wife’s success. While Sarah basked in fame and fortune, he worked tirelessly behind the scenes, crafting the empire she proudly claims as her own. But when Sarah demands a divorce and tries to cast him aside, David decides enough is enough. Armed with the truth—and proof of his contributions—he steps out of the shadows to reclaim what’s rightfully his. In a battle of power, pride, and betrayal, who will emerge victorious? And when the truth comes to light, will the empire David built crumble or thrive?

“Hector! Hector!” Christen screamed. “Hector! Please help me! They have our daughter!” His wife's scream was the last thing Hector expected to hear on his return home after years in the military. The house was in shambles, blood everywhere and his family was no where to be found. Little did Hector know that one phone call was going to change his life for the utmost worst and destroy everything he had built for almost a decade. With nothing left to his name, Hector is at the brink of despair, betrayed by the country he had served with his life until he is approached by a strange man. A dead man for that matter who offers Hector not just a chance for revenge against his enemies, but an opportunity to have everything he's ever wanted. In this twisting tale of revenge, death and bloodthirst, Hector finds himself entangled in a dangerous quest. This is slightly altered when he struggles as he finds love yet again with a mysterious journalist. Will this new face in the picture cool Hector's burning, vengeful heart? Or will the Chance to Play God consume him completely?

All my life, I’ve been a struggling college student, fighting tooth and nail just to make ends meet. Earning a scholarship to the most prestigious university in the country was my greatest achievement—but it also made me a target. To the wealthy elite who ruled the campus, I was nothing more than an outsider, the "poor scholarship kid" who didn’t belong. Every day, I endured their mockery, their whispers, and their cruel pranks. But everything changed with one phone call. One call that turned my world upside down. One call that rewrote my destiny. In an instant, I went from being the poorest student on campus to someone they never saw coming. And now, it's my turn to change the game.