Mãe Solteira

"Daddy! Help me! I don't want to die! I'm not a worthless bastard!"Xayne Xavier was attending his rank conferral ceremony at Mount Tiberius after five years of bloody battles when he received an unexpected call. On the other end, his daughter was on the brink of death, and his wife had been taken captive.Filled with rage, he immediately rallied a force of three hundred thousand North Plains warriors and three thousand Dracarium elites to return to Shalholm and wage a merciless war against those who had hurt his family. Although he had not seen his wife and daughter in five years, they had now become his lifelong goal to protect and his reason for living.

No one understood what the old master was thinking when he said Richard Gray should marry his granddaughter, Linda. Richard Gray was an orphan and a nobody, so why? But the old master had insisted and so Richard became the disgraced son-in-law of the Wayne family. His wife and in-laws despised and ridiculed him. Things start to get interesting when Richard receives a strange phone call asking him to come claim his inheritance. "Me? But I'm an orphan? How?" What is Richard Gray's true identity? And what will he do with such a huge amount of money? Take revenge on those who had made his life a living hell, perhaps?

Moses was known as the penniless live-in-son-in-law of the Twelve Cities. Shunned by his own clan, and ridiculed by society, Moses was the embodiment of failure and mockery. He slaved under the powerful MOMO family, for three grueling years. But everything changed with one phone call. “Mr. Moses, We went through a thorough review of our records, and we confirmed you purchased the highest amount of stock when our company was starting out.” “I'm happy to let you know that you hold the highest shares in Rockechilds Empire. Your stake translates to a personal net worth of $35 trillion.” Find out how Moses rose to top, crushing all those that laughed at him.

Mason who came from a lineage of powerful magicians found out that his ancestors didn't pass any magic wand or spell to him, this made him face challenges in magic school as he often got bullied. Mason's life changed forever when he impulsively steals a magical suit once hidden away in a wealthy rival's mansion m what he thought was a ticket to power soon reveals itself as a cure, one that binds him to the dark legacy of Vazquez, a legendary magician whose past clings to the suit. Haunted by dangerous spirits drawn to its energy, Mason must go through a dangerous path to break the curse and frees himself from the spirits' relentless pursuit.

For three years as a son-in-law of the Huxley family, I was treated like a servant, insulted daily, and even beaten. I had to leave the Huxley family with nothing, and they even asked their colleagues to block me from all business in the city. They had all made a big mistake. I'm not a loser like they think. I am the sole heir of the most influential family. Now that they want to get down on their knees and beg me to come back, it's too late. "Danny, we were family in the past, but because of a misunderstanding, we became divided. Let's unite again. Haven't you always loved me? I'll be an obedient wife to you," Laura pleaded. "Family? You and the Huxleys are not my family anymore. We're done!"

The year is 2100. Earth is no longer ours. Fifty years ago, an alien race brought humanity to its knees. What remains of us now hides in The Edge, a mirrored illusion of Earth, controlled by fear, lies, and silence. I was born in hiding. Raised to obey. Taught to fear the truth. But when I cross over into the real world and meet a mysterious hybrid girl who shouldn’t exist, everything I thought I knew begins to unravel. The aliens aren’t the mindless monsters we were told. The real enemy… might be leading us from within. Now I’m caught between two worlds: one built on secrets, the other built on blood. And the fate of both may rest on the shoulders of a boy who was never meant to survive. They call me Voidborn. I call this… a reckoning.

Victor just wish to live his life in peace. However, life is just to cruel to him, as he live his life beaten and degrade all the time. At some point in his life, Victor will end up in the brink of death. As he reminisce the past, a voice out of nowhere spoke to him. "Who's there?" Victor yelled "You need not worry, I am a friend." The voice spoke much clearer and sounded like child. "Who are you?" He asked again. "I'm the Watcher…" "Watcher?" With the help of the Watcher, Victor will turn his life around. As he fulfil the wish of others, he'll discover secrets about his family which lead him no choice but to take action. Action in which a life may be at stake.

Luke sat behind the wheel of his car, driving his fiancée, Fiona, to their university. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous. After all, Fiona was one of the richest girls on campus, and she was his fiancée. He wanted to make a good impression on her and her friends. As they pulled up to the university gates, Fiona's friends were already there, waiting for her. They were all dressed in designer clothes and expensive jewelry, laughing and chatting loudly. Fiona's smile faded when she saw Luke's old car, which was not as shiny and flashy as her friends' cars. "Luke, can't you drive a decent car?" she said, rolling her eyes. The other girls giggled and snickered, and Luke felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment. Fiona's friends were quick to follow her lead and started making fun of his clothes, his car, and his manners. They teased him about being poor and being unworthy of Fiona's love. Luke felt a pang of hurt in his chest. He had always known that Fiona came from a wealthy family, but he had never expected her to be so cruel. He had thought that their love was based on something deeper than material possessions.

Jamie Aldridge never asked for this. He never asked for the system, for the power, for the missions that drag him deeper into Seattle’s underworld. But when life throws a digital demon into your head, what choice do you have? Play the game or get played. Simple. Except it’s not that simple. Because this game? It’s rigged. And the stakes? Well, they’re higher than Jamie could ever imagine. "Who the hell are you?" Jamie demanded, his voice rough with exhaustion, and his mind a tangled mess of fear and fury. The Broker smiled, a thin, calculated curve of lips that held no warmth. "I'm the man who’s going to change your life, Jamie. Or end it. Depends on how well you play." "Play?" Jamie spat, barely holding back the urge to punch that smug look off his face. "I’m not playing your game. Not anymore." The Broker’s eyes shone with a dark and knowing aura. "Oh, but you are. You just don’t realize it yet." Now Jamie’s on a collision course with forces beyond his control—shadowy figures who pull the strings, secrets buried so deep they might as well be myths, and a system that seems determined to push him to the brink. And just when he thinks he can’t take any more, life throws him another curveball: Emma. His unbearable bully of a wife. Pregnant. Yeah. Ain't gonna end well. In a world where survival is a day-to-day battle and the lines between ally and enemy blur with every step, Jamie has to figure out one thing—how to win when every move feels like a losing one. Because failure? It’s not an option. Not when his life, and the life of his unborn child, hangs in the balance.

“Yeah, I’m sure he’ll be back,” Kaelan said. “We need to leave.” Kaelan picked the four daggers up then headed for the door. The duo left the room and made their way down the stairs. “Huh? Are you leaving?” the innkeepers voice sounded behind them. Two scythe is hand, each connected to chains. “You havent paid your clean up fee. Im sure you two messed up the room with your fun.” Kaelan raised a brow, but Lira spoke first. “How much?” “Ten Sarls.” She didnt complain. She placed it on the front desk beside and asked, “can we leave now?” “Yes, yes. Do come again. I like customers like…” the innkeeper paused. His grip on the scythe got tighter. “Tch, they are back again.” Liras ears twitched, and her hand tightened around her dagger. “They are here,” Kaelan said, while looking around. A shadow moved across the broken window. Then, the door burst inward, splintering at the edges. Three assassins tumbled in, cloaked in black, daggers flashing in the dim light. One lunged straight for Kaelan. Kaelan bent to the side, letting the blade slash past him. He grabbed the table and swung it, smashing the first attacker into the wall. The impact sent dust into the air, and the man groaned. “Hey! My Sarls,” yelled the innkeeper. Glass shattered as assassins came in through the window. “I’m gonna kill ya,” he said and charged at them. Lira was already moving, slicing, dodging. Her attacker was fast, but she was faster. Kaelan tossed a dagger at him. It pierced his neck from behind. Lira turned to him, but he didnt pause. He grabbed the third assassin, swung him like a rag, smashing his back into the wall. Kaelan bolted out the inn and Lira leapt after him.