supreme lord shapeshifter

Donald Warren sniffs of trash popularly known as lord of the fallen city of Atlantis, desperate to drown when Mercedes Maybach Exelero pulled beside him, enigmatic as it's inviting Warren is deep in pocket and no longer a trash.

Logan is poor and bored, and agree with his friend to summon elves to grant them what they wished for. Logan thought it would be a silly game but it was real and two Dark Elves were summoned. Now he had to learn about magic and start training because lord Voidmoth and indeed the Dark Queen is out for his head. Time for him to unlock abilities and summon more Dark Elves to build his harem before full battle began. Passion and magic, Logan would do anything to keep his women safe and.... Satisfied. 18+

"What do you think you're doing Harvey? How dare you walk into my room without knocking?!" Gracia angrily exclaimed as she got up from the bed while covering her half naked body with a sexy red lingerie, something she never wore in the presence of Harvey, her husband. Harvey's fist tightened, his knuckles white with tension as his teeth grounded against each other. This moment epitomized utter disrespect, and he will not tolerate it. "How could you do this Gracia?!" Harvey yelled. "Who's this young man, how dare he interrupt our moment?" The man she was making out with said,glaring disgustingly at Harvey as he got up from the bed, wearing only a boxer and wrapping his arms around Gracia's waist. *********** On the night of his wedding anniversary, Harvey was made to sleep at the stables as the affluent guests couldn't stand the thought of spending the same abode with him. Despite this, he woke up early to make breakfast for the same people who humiliated him only to find his wife making out with another man on their matrimonial bed! When he retaliated, she threw divorce papers at him and sacked his betrayed self out of her mansion. May the Lord bless the day he broke free from the Andersons. His life took a graceful turn when it was revealed to him that he’s the biological son of the most talked about mogul in the city! Now that he has not only money but power, he swears on his mother's grave to make all those who looked down on him, wipe the very dirt on his shoes with their tongues!

In the aftermath of a crushing defeat, King Brothlander harbors a dangerous plan for revenge against the Bauthinians, who were instrumental in his downfall. Little does he know that a pair of Elerian envoys dispatched by King Waigni have uncovered his sinister plot. The envoys reveal King Waigni's proposition to aid King Lauihnio in defending his kingdom from the vengeful Brothlander. However, this assistance comes at a price—an alliance that would bring significant economic benefits to Eleria. Fearing the loss of his kingdom's sovereignty, King Lauihnio vehemently rejects the offer, vowing to protect his realm single-handedly, without relying on neighboring powers. Amidst the growing fear that looms over his kingdom, King Lauihnio makes a surprising decision: he releases his incarcerated uncle, Lord Mordian. Though the sorcerer possesses only a limited repertoire of spells, his legendary skill with a sword earned him the status of a war veteran. This unexpected move raises eyebrows, as Lord Mordian once plotted to usurp the throne during the early years of King Lauihnio's reign. Nevertheless, the uncle pledges his unwavering support to his nephew in these perilous times. As the story unfolds, the novel delves into a captivating tale of double male leads—King Lauihnio and Lord Mordian—both driven by their intertwined pasts and shared quest to ensure the safety of Bauthinia. Will they succeed in their audacious endeavor? The answer awaits within the pages of this gripping narrative.

‘Wake up, child. It's time to claim what's rightfully yours. Your time of being seen as a street dog has passed. Now is the moment to shine and exact vengeance upon all those that wronged us,’ the injured woman from earlier whispers to Phil while he's unconscious. •• He died and lost his identity, and died again to regain it. Now, the bullied, murdered, no-good garbage picker son-in-law, is Alexander Lord, the trillionaire heir of Labyrinth City, who has returned from the dead to exact vengeance on all those who wronged him—no one will be spared from his wrath.

Anom, the infamous thief lord, is unexpectedly contacted for a new job: stealing a mysterious stone from a newly-appeared otherworldly island. Intrigued by the challenge, he accepts the proposal and ventures to the island, which has emerged mysteriously in the middle of the ocean. As researchers from around the world gather to unravel the secrets of the otherworldly island, Anom stealthily infiltrates its depths. However, his success is short-lived, as he finds himself trapped before he can make his escape. With limited options, he delves further into the heart of the island, where the true enigma awaits. This pivotal step alters Anom's destiny forever. He encounters a grumpy angel, is basically kidnapped to another world, and unexpectedly falls in love with a goddess. As his journey on Earth concludes, Anom realizes that a new, more exhilarating and mystical tale, awaits him, waiting to be written by his own hand.

Barned and rejected from entering into the king's palace, he became a live-in son-in-law of Lord Marcus. He was maltreated by his mother in-law, grandmother-in-law and wife's cousins. Fortunately, Charles had just received a letter of apology from the palace with a compensation of $900,000,000,000 for all damages caused to him and request for his ascension into the throne of The British Kingdom. Now, it's payback time to all who maltreated him as a live-in son-in-law and those who masterminded his banishment plots from the Palace which also led to his mother's death. "As long as I live, I must avenge Queen Ava's death!"

Hells were spawned from all parts of the world. Arthas and his friends were tasked to eradicate them. With job classes as a source of power to get stronger and battle demons, they struggled to fight for humanity. They fought and one by one fell, only Arthas and Lukas remained. Arthas was then betrayed in their last fight on the last Hell with his friend and his lover. With a chance given by a mysterious Godly entity, he received newfound powers. He will become the Job Class Overlord. The Supreme ruler of all job classes! With a second chance given to him, he was reborn in the past as a weak kid, a cripple bullied for many years. With his job class that rules other job classes, he will become stronger and stronger; finally take his revenge and kill the demons that have plagued the lands.

[Host Detected; Do you want to become the most powerful person in the universe? Unlock special abilities and gain immortality. Yes or No?] After being betrayed and left for dead by the wife he loved and the family he trusted, Xaden activated the Supreme System. He never knew that the ring his grandfather gave to him before dying possessed such a power. Now he has a chance to become the Trillion Dollar Consortium heir and the Supreme Manna Mage. With enemies to fight in the physical dimension and a war brewing in the alternate universe, will he succeed?

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]