I Raised Cinderella Preciously

I grew up with nothing just me, my mom, and the empty ache where a father should've been. I’d always thought he was some nameless stranger, long gone and dead. Then, right after I claw my way into this elite university on scholarship, my world shatters. Turns out my father wasn’t some faceless nobody he was William Cross, a billionaire, one of the world’s wealthiest men, and now he’s dead, leaving me his empire.It should’ve been a blessing, but it’s a curse. The “System” he left with his legacy gives me skills I desperately need but at a cost agonizing pain that feels like it’s tearing me apart from the inside. And now, as I stand alone, surrounded by powerful enemies who want me destroyed, I realize that inheriting billions might be the thing that finally breaks me.

"I just want to get what I deserve for the twenty years that I was presumed dead! And I hate the person who left me there! Alone!" Tom Cobb has just returned after being declared missing and dead twenty years ago. He returned despite many obstacles. It turns out that it's not just Arthur, the half-brother who left Tom alone at the age of seven during the annual school function, who wants to seize all the Fischer family's wealth. It's also Jill Reynolds, Arthur's future mother-in-law. She is the mastermind of everything. Tom does not stay silent and shows how much he is capable of after returning from the dead. Tom will show that he is the only heir who deserves everything. So, welcome to the Tom Cobb world. Hi, y'all. This is my first book in Meganovel. Don't forget to leave comments and reviews for y'r best suggestions to me. Happy reading! NB: The book cover's copyright is held by its creator, and I respect their ownership. If they prefer I not use it, I'm willing to replace it.

"Ma, Samson promises. Samson is going to repent; I won’t be a thug anymore. I'm going to find a real, honest job. So please, Ma, don't come back to haunt me, okay?" Samson knelt, tears streaming down his face, though his expression still looked like someone ready to pick a fight with the Angel of Death. Bejo held out an umbrella. "Boss, it’s almost sunset. We need to go collect the 'protection money' from the cafe owner," he said. "Hey, Bejo! I just promised Ma that I’ve repented. You little devil! Do you want my mother to rise from her grave because of what you just said, huh?!" Samson stood up. His towering height, nearly two meters, made Bejo instinctively jump back three steps. "But Boss, our stomachs aren't exactly followers of the repentance movement," Bejo squeaked, trembling. Samson wiped his fierce face. "From this second on, call me Samson the Protector. I’m going to find honest work. Anything! As long as I'm not shaking people down anymore." A wealthy woman looked Samson up and down, scrutinizing him. "Your body is quite large. It just so happens I need a new guard dog. I just fired the old one because he was afraid of cockroaches." Samson was ready to explode. "Hey, lady! You think I—" "Fifty million a month. Meals are provided, and you get an Italian suit for a uniform. Interested?" the woman interrupted, handing him a gold-plated business card. Samson fell silent. He then whispered under his breath, "Ma, this is honest work, right? Just being a guard dog for a billionaire."

The sound of the wind was clear, it was a lucid reality. I keep on walking, I have no choice. Succumbing to my fate? Who knows. Despite the sound of death and the breeze of love, I abandon it all, therefore I embrace the emptiness. Withering with time and stuck in the pathway of it all. Fated to be a young master, doomed as a commoner. The sky fell to the ground but despite all of that he is bound to realize that everyone is equal in face of heaven and earth, in face of him including everyone. Journey of a mortal to an indescribable change, an indefinite trace of the trail of the chaos itself. The absolute chaotic neutrality. He shall be the fiend himself, and the saint himself in the gist of his situations.

An Introverted but brilliant person was forced to play a game he hates as a school project And when I say hate I mean Hate to the extent he cursed the game and its developers But the gods must hate him as he wakes up in a world he only saw through a screen He must survive and strive in this world of ancient powers And just before I forget "Your Majesty should I prepare the hall for the Grand Sect meeting in the afternoon" "........" "As is it you that is hosting it would be best to give them the lotus hall as a sign of good relation" "........" "Sect Leader...." "is there something not to your liking" "Sect Leader Sih.. " A SECT LEADER!!!

"I have come to defeat 20 enemies. I have already defeated one; I will not run and I will not hide, to the remaining 18 devil candidates out there, come and take me on if you dare!" Burnaman yelled. "What the hell?!" I blurted out as I stepped backwards. Trevor Martins is a 22-year-old man who lost his family in a car explosion, and since then he has lived a life of pain and despair. He then plans on committing suicide, but instead of falling to his death, he fell into the hands of a high-ranking demon named Mordecai. Trevor was selected as a devil candidate to become the next ruler of hell. Finding out that he was supposed to duel with 20 other devil candidates to keep his newly found powers and happiness. Will he use his newly found devil powers wisely? Will he fight the other candidates? Will he become the next ruler of hell? Read to find out in this fantasy, thriller, and action-packed novel.

Being the only son and a part of the richest and most powerful family man in the world was really something to look out for and considering the part of the comfort and recognition it brings makes it more amazing and interesting. I love the access my family's wealth and given me and everything but one thing i never liked about it is the fact that i can not go out as every other person without being noticed and attracting unnecessary attentions which made me not comfortable but thinking about the other part of being rich. I still want to be rich even in my next world.

My life looked so bad. Even though I loved my wife, it wasn't going well because I was a penniless nobody, so people constantly insulted me. Someone suddenly appeared and told me about me, which turned out to be very extraordinary. With this, I can do anything and even protect her.

The edge of the Attorgron forests lay about fifty miles to the east.I could get good water there, and it was closer to me than the other water source I was going to, but it had its own set of issues.One reason would be that my pursuers would expect me to head there for water, in addition to the cover the forest could provide us as we headed north; however, I would unavoidably run into the Attorgron people at some point along the way. I was a wanted man with a bounty on my head to them.Because of that, I was well worth the effort it took for them to locate me and inject me with one of those poison darts they were so fond of.Thank you;Instead of dying from poison burning my insides, I would take my chances out in the open.

I have worked hard for my wife and her family. I ignored the bad treatment from my in-laws. For me, my wife's happiness came first. However, she betrayed me. She had an affair with my boss! That was the reason why I was often assigned out of town. Apparently, her family found out about the affair, and even encouraged them to be together. My wife asked for a divorce, and I was unceremoniously kicked out. However, a miracle happened. A new life as a tycoon was about to begin!