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"You're nothing. I regretted marrying you," "Let's divorce," That was the miserable life of Smith Wilson. He was humiliated and dejected by his in-laws, and he was betrayed by the woman he trusted, Georgina Miller. He was sent out of their house. He promised to have his revenge on the Rodriguez family after finding out that he's the heir to a trillion dollars asset.

"You're just a worthless piece of trash, Elijah! You've always been nothing but a pawn in my game. Now get out of my house!" she spat, pushing him out into the downpour. That rainy night, Elijah's world shattered before his eyes. The woman he loved most lay in bed with another man. Just as he stumbled into the rain, his phone buzzed. "Elijah, it's me—your father, General Marcus Steel. The richest General in the country." Boom!" General Marcus Steel? Elijah’s body shook heavily. At that moment, he realized his life was about to change forever. How could he be the son of such a well-known figure?

Junior Smith was regarded as the useless and poor son-in-law in the eyes of all, but then, everything changed, starting with his name "So, I can call you mother?" Junior asked Emily "Of course. You're my son" Emily said "And one more thing" she continued "Your name is actually Mansion Miller Junior" His father, Mansion Miller, was CEO of D'Miller brand, the country's top company

What will you do if you find out that you're the child of the wealthiest warlord? Would it be a blessing or a curse? Alex was satisfied with his life; he had an average-paying job at a famous company and the love of his life, Shenna, but his life took a drastic turn when the son of the CEO, Bruce, took a liking to his beautiful girlfriend. Alex was kicked around like a ragdoll, publicly humiliated. Threatened to be fired from work! Until his father came to his rescue. He was given a task: seek revenge on his oppressors! Slowly, the accident became the trigger that would test his resilience as he discovered that being the heir to the Crown family would be the one to haunt his past.

"I was meant to take your father's blame, be jailed, and killed afterward so you could be with him?" Damian asked in a low, hurt voice, staring at Ravenna. "It took you this long to realize," Ravenna eyed him. "Don't play the victim card. You were a convenient scapegoat." Ravenna walked up to him and said in a condescending tone. "You should be grateful you're out. Scram, Damian!" She said, spat on his face, turned, tucked her arm into her new man's arm, and stepped into his car without a backward glance. Damian loved his wife more than life itself and wanted nothing more than to please his father-in-law, who treated him with scorn. When the opportunity came for him to finally gain his father-in-law's approval, it cost Damian everything. What happens when Damian decides to get back at those who took him for granted in the past after a revelation about his true identity? Read in the thrilling pages of "Revenge of Domenico Santoro" to witness how a once-despised son-in-law makes his enemies pay.

"Congratulations, my Heir," a mysterious figure declared, "you have proven your worth, and you're now the Heir to the God of Healing and Medicine, Elandor!" Suddenly, I found myself in excruciating pain, hanging on the edge of a hill. The figure's words barely registered, and I felt like I was forgetting something crucial. Before I could make sense of it all, I blinked, and the pain was gone. My wounds had vanished, replaced by a newfound strength. There, around my neck, hung a gemstone amulet. I gasped as the amulet shone, flooding my mind with knowledge. "In the realm of healing, I'm the ultimate arbiter of life and death. As Elandor's heir, I command over ailments and the frailty of life. I am the embodiment of healing's power and authority." As memories flooded back, I realized why I was here. Darius Blackthorn, that treacherous scoundrel, had thrown me down this hill. "I won't let you get away with this. I'll have my revenge for all the pain you caused me. I'll show those Rossi family snobs who mocked me for being poor and treated me like a live-in servant. You'll regret ever looking down on me. I'm a god's heir, and you will pay for every bit of suffering you put me through." Fueled by rage, I stood there, determined to make them all pay.

"You're unfit to marry my daughter!" Max's mother-in-law raged. "You don't even have a job and you think you'll be able to take care of my daughter, you useless human!" ---- Max was abused by his mother-in-law for being a useless loser. He has neither money nor power which was the most basic thing and was considered a loser. What nobody knew was that he was the heir of the Darkwood family, the most powerful and prominent family in the northeast. --- "Young master, the master of the family asked us to bring you back, he'll kill us if you don't go back with us." A row of men in suits bowed as they said in unison to Max. "Tell him I'm no son of his," Max growled ignoring the men. ---- But with the life of his foster mother in line and the safety of his wife who had cared for him on the line, would Max accept the huge inheritance awaiting him at home despite the anonymity between him and his father?

Constantine was once the God of Mercenary, feared and revered by all who knew him, but an accident on the battlefield cost him his reputation and stripped him of his title. Now he is simply Constantine Easton, a low rank security guard and the estranged son of a billionaire father that didn't want him. He is a man who likes staying at the bottom and living his life without the struggles of being at the top, but what happens when the only way to protect all the beauties around him is climbing to the top? "You think you can take what is mine because you're stronger than me? You don't know who you're dealing with." If life throws a bullet his way, he'll pick it up and shoot the hell out of whoever dares get on his nerves. If he had touched the sky before, then he'll go past the stars now. "Only I will be king."

"Step away. She's mine." Eric’s voice was calm but firm, his smirk barely concealed. The man in front of him scoffed. "And what about her?" He pointed at another woman. Eric chuckled, unfazed. "Also mine." The man’s face twisted in disbelief. "And… her too?" Eric nodded casually. "What can I say? A king doesn’t turn away his queens." Frustrated, the other man threw his hands in the air. "How many women do you even need?!" Eric grinned, tilting his head slightly. "As long as beauty exists, they will always belong to me." --- Life had always been cruel. Fired from his job over a ridiculous reason. Dumped by his girlfriend for being broke. Just when he thought things couldn’t get worse, a drunk driver sent him flying. Most would call it the end. For Eric Carter, it was just the beginning. [Ding! Activation requirements met. System initializing…] [Welcome to the Royal Harem System—Dedicated to building the greatest harem in history.] A slow, confident smirk stretched across Eric’s lips as he cracked his knuckles. "From today onward, I, Eric Carter, will be the undisputed Harem King." He straightened his posture, radiating newfound confidence. "Excuse me, miss. You're breathtaking. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Ambrose Li, a young 23-year-old, was known as the live-in son-in-law of the prestigious Ainsley family. His daily life was marred by disrespect, insults, and relentless maltreatment. "You must divorce Ambrose! He has brought you nothing but shame, Ava,” they insisted. When everything was going badly. A car pulled over and said, " Ambrose, the man you helped years ago is back to repay you. $10 Million is yours as a bonus, you're going to inherit the Gemstar Platinum. Overwhelmed, Ambrose Fell On his knees and screamed. "Tell The World, Ambrose Li Has Returned."