revenge

She is a princess raised in the shadows of power. He is the enemy she was told to hate. In a world where loyalty is bought with blood and love can be a weapon, Amélie must navigate betrayal, desire, and a legacy that refuses to stay buried.

Oskar Zelek, a 42-year-old NEET and unfulfilled economist, dies stabbed by a drunk thug while defending a girl… but fate gives him a second chance. Reborn as a tiny hydra in a dangerous, chaotic world, he begins a journey from helpless hatchling to one of the legendary Demon Lords. Alongside the cunning and noble vampire Valeria, Oskar builds a nation of monsters, uniting forests, mountains, and islands under their banner. Together, they navigate deadly dungeons, battle powerful cataclysms, and confront rival gods, human empires, and treacherous guilds seeking to exploit the unstable portals of their world.

“Once the greatest paradise in the world, Himmel Islands was shattered by the dark lord Noctyr, splitting the land into three deadly domains: Ochisuita, where peace-loving people cultivate the land; Chusei, where warriors train to fight only when necessary; and Noctyrs Domain, a hellish land ruled by monsters and bloodthirsty humans. Young swordsman Koi Ren, armed with his legendary sword Koru, must face monstrous Monarchs, deadly tournaments, and secrets hidden in his own family. In a world of betrayal, elemental powers, and epic battles, survival isn’t enough—you have to fight to become legend.”

Shen Yueyin has lived countless lives, each one ending in the same nightmare: Heaven demanding she kill him, Yin Beichen, the man who will become the Devil Lord, the harbinger of destruction. Every death, every life, has honed her skills, but never her heart. Each time she lifts her blade, she trembles, not from fear, but from the impossible pull she feels toward him. Heaven watches. It manipulates. It punishes. Immortals, mortals, and divine assassins stand in her path, yet none can stop the inevitable collision of fate and desire. Yin Beichen is dangerous, terrifying, and merciless, but beneath the darkness, he is achingly human, fragile, and magnetic, and every stolen moment between them twists Yueyin’s resolve until she cannot tell duty from longing. In a world poised on the edge of ruin, she must decide: obey Heaven and watch the man she cannot stop loving die, or defy prophecy, risk everything, and ignite a war between gods and mortals. Some love is rebellion. Some hearts refuse to burn, even if the world catches fire

It all started with a dirty little secret. Freshly arrived on the Douluo Continent, I made the "mistake" of overhearing the truth: the famous Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang, is no genius—he is a plagiarizing fraud. To silence me, he tried to kill me. Big mistake. On the brink of death, my Martial Soul, the Scarecrow, awakened its true demonic form, dragging me back from hell with a second Martial Soul in hand. Now, I am no longer prey; I am the puppeteer of souls. Yu Xiaogang? I will make the world see your hypocrisy as I twist you into the most despised Evil Soul Master in history. Tang San? Your precious disciple will fall with you, transformed into public enemy number one. As the Demon Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, I will rewrite fate. Death is too merciful a gift for you two... prepare for a fate worse than hell. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 20 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Bankai10

The Sovereign’s Return: Zhang Chen’s Path of Blood and Glory ​"Betrayed by his love and hunted by his sworn enemies, Zhang Chen was stripped of his supreme cultivation and left for dead. But destiny had other plans. Escaping the clutches of death, he retreats to a hidden world, nursing his wounds and tempering his soul. Now, he rises from the ashes, mastering ancient, forbidden arts that the world has long forgotten. He is no longer the man they broke—il he is a storm of vengeance returning to reclaim his throne. Let the heavens tremble and his enemies flee, for when Zhang Chen ascends, every debt will be paid in blood!" ​

Chen Xinyu, a young disciple of the Verdant Cloud Sect, carries a hidden mark and a past shrouded in secrets. With his master’s guidance and his companions by his side, he walks the arduous path of cultivation, seeking strength and meaning in a world full of trials. Hua Ling, the enigmatic crown prince of the demon realm, treads a path seemingly opposite to Xinyu’s. When their worlds collide, enmity gives way to an unlikely bond—one forged through rivalry, trust, and a friendship that defies boundaries. As their fates intertwine, the line between friend and foe blurs, and the journey of cultivation becomes a test not only of strength, but of heart

Han Ye was an orphan raised within the Han Clan, treated as nothing more than a disposable servant. Born without talent, bloodline, or spiritual roots, he was destined to live and die as trash. Betrayed and sentenced to death, Han Ye should have perished in the darkness. Instead, at the moment of his death, he awakened a System—an authority left behind by the Creator God itself. In a world ruled by cultivation, fate, and heavenly providence, Han Ye possesses none. No blessings. No destiny. No favor from the heavens. Only a System that defies all logic. From the lowest mortal realm to the peak of existence, Han Ye will carve his own path—step by step, realm by realm—until even the heavens are forced to bow. This is the story of a man who walks the path to Sovereignty.

(Dark Mafia Romance | Explicit Tension | Enemies to Lovers | Possessive | Revenge, Secrets, & Redemption | Spicy 18+ Adult) She was sold like property. He bought her like a sin. When Anaya Brooks is betrayed, ruined, and auctioned to the underworld, she expects chains and pain. What she gets instead is Lucien Moretti, a mafia king who rules with blood on his hands and control in his veins. He doesn't touch her. That's the cruelest part. Lucien watches her eat. Sleep. Breathe. His restraint is deliberate. His gaze is not. Every order is a test. Every silence is charged. Every step she takes closer to him feels like standing on the edge of something dark and inevitable. She learns quickly: Lucien doesn't need to touch her to own her. And when he finally does, it's slow. It's controlled. It's devastating. She lets him believe she's obedient. She lets him think she's breaking for him. All while hiding the truth that could get her killed. Anaya didn't come to his underworld to be claimed. She came for revenge. But desire complicates everything. The way his hands pin her without force. The way his voice drops when he wants her to behave. The way he looks at her like she's already his undoing. Lucien doesn't forgive betrayal. And when he learns she's been lying to him from the beginning. He won't just break her heart. He'll destroy everything she touches. Including himself!

Lara's trauma went from mild to chronic when she divorced her husband and went ahead to get inseminated from a sperm bank. She wants to be a single mother. Love has become a fairytale and men were only a bunch of liars and deceivers. She's done with marriage and love. Being a single mother would be the best decision she'd ever made. How would she have known that she made the wrong decision at that moment and fate turned her failure to fortune when she realised that she was carrying the child of the billionaire mogul Curtis Rodney. “You have just an option…” Curtis declared. Other options do not apply to him, he always has his way and the woman before him now has no option but to accept his decision as her only option. “And what is this option of yours?” Lara snapped at him.

[ WARNING: R18 MATURE CONTENT] I was a fool Forty-five years old. Senior accountant. Seventeen years of marriage. Two children I thought were mine. Then, in one night, everything broke. I was fired by my greedy boss. I returned home early… and found my wife in bed with my childhood best friend, Zack. The truth followed like knives. The children weren’t mine. She had been cheating for fifteen years. Every asset — every savings, every property — had already been transferred into her name. When I fought back, they killed me. I thought it was the end. Instead, I woke up twenty-four years in the past. A screen appeared before my eyes. [SYSTEM INITIALIZING] [WELCOME, HOST, TO THE HEAVENLY DESIRE SYSTEM] To grow stronger, I must charm, seduce, and conquer desire itself. Fine. This time, I won’t be the fool. This time I will play the game — and I will not lose. My ex-boss’s innocent-looking daughter… who's sweetness will be mine alone to taste Zack’s mature, lonely mother… with a body made for sin. The cold beauties who once looked down on me… The seductive teachers… The hidden heiresses… The married women with frustrated nights… They will blush. They will tremble. They will want me. And the ones who betrayed me? They will kneel. They will beg. I won’t forgive them. . . . "...hey system are you sure that this is going to work?" [Not too sure, but hey… let’s find out.] "shit! Please whoever gave me this system, I want a refund" Don't forget to Add to Library and follow the story — daily updates and lots of temptation ahead. # [STRONG OVERPOWERED MC],[ MILF], [SMUT], [BEAUTY] [NTR] but no Netorare, [WEAK TO STRONG], [BETRAYAL], [REVENGE] [SLICE OF LIFE]

This is a story of Degenerates and Cucks. But this is also the story of a boy named Jimmithey Johnrey James, a seemingly normal person who is dragged into the world of degeneracy. Will he fight for what is right or will he fall into the degeneracy and become a degenerate himself? - (All characters are 18+! Unless it's stated otherwise!) - If you enjoy the series, please recommend it to friends or send it around!

Fifty years ago, Earth was conquered by beings who call themselves angels. They imposed a divine system that marks every human at birth — deciding who receives power, who becomes a weapon, and who is erased. Kael Vexis was born without a mark. A defect. A mistake that should not exist. During a public purification meant to erase him, something goes wrong. Kael comes into contact with a forbidden fragment older than gods and systems… and awakens the Zero Pact — the primordial authority that existed before all laws. He doesn’t receive a system. He becomes the flaw inside it. Now hunted by angels, Inquisitors, and ancient entities awakened by his existence, Kael is forced to grow stronger in a world that reacts violently to every step he takes. Each evolution allows him to steal authority from gods, resist divine law, and stand as an equal against beings meant to rule reality. As divine war erupts and the truth behind the celestial marks is revealed, Kael must decide: Destroy the system that condemned humanity — or forge a new pact where no one is born disposable.

[Warning: Mature Smut Content!] Having incredible powers, diving into dungeons to hunt monsters, and being celebrated as an idol worshiped by countless people—that’s what it means to be a Hunter. Becoming one is the ultimate dream of all people. But not everyone can achieve it, because the first requirement is awakening. Adam, a student at the world’s most prestigious Hunter Academy, failed. Powerless, he became the only ordinary person among them, mocked and bullied without end. Home was no better. His stepmother and stepsisters treated him as less than garbage. Adam’s life was nothing but hell with no escape. Until one day, as his stepsister trampled him, something inside finally awoke. He unlocked a forbidden power: the ability to stop time, along with a perverse System that had only one purpose—Revenge. From that day on, everything changed. One by one, he punished those who tormented him, bent them to his will, and began building a guild of beautiful women who submitted to him. This is the rise of Adam, the Depraved Time Lord.

Lena woke up feeling unbearably tired and sore, as though a truck had run her over during the night. As she slowly opened her eyes, something felt wrong. The ceiling above her was unfamiliar—different from the one in her bedroom. Panic shot through her chest. She tried to sit up and immediately froze. She was naked.

Once a Royal Guard of the Strongest Kingdom in Eternitus, Rykard is killed, humiliated, and forced to watch his home be destroyed by a group of other kingdoms, all hell-bent on restoring the world to a war-torn era. But his story couldn’t end there. Reborn with the new power of his kingdom’s strongest Knight, the Crimson Knight, Rykard has now become one of the strongest soul affinity users in Eternitus, left to do the only thing that he knows best, walk down a Path of War. But in doing so, now a part of this new hierarchy of Knights, having no home to speak of, and very few allies to his name, Rykard seeks to bring justice to those that were damned, and end the Knight Hierarchy that plagues this world. But can he do so while not consuming his soul in the process, or will he become the final catastrophe that reduces Eternitus to ash?

In a world where the Demon King’s legions pour through dimensional rifts, humanity's only hope is the Aegis Organization. Rank is everything. Power is fixed at birth. You are born a god, or you are born fodder. Kaelen Thorne was fodder. An F-Rank scout with a "Broken Soul Core," he was used as a decoy by a Gold-Rank party during a Night-Class raid. Left to be devoured in the dark, Kaelen’s death wasn't an end—it was a trigger. “You have died. System initialization... 1%... 50%... 100%. Rebirth Sequence: Success.” Waking up with a "Player System" in a world of fixed potential, Kaelen discovers he can do the impossible: He can Level Up. Now, while the world looks down on the "lowest-ranked" hero, Kaelen is hunting in the shadows, devouring the strength of demons, and climbing a ladder that has no top. They left him for dead. Now, he’s their only nightmare.

Earth prayed for a savior. It got Zane Walker. Now it's too late to pray for something else. He was too busy plotting a murder to notice that his perfect plan-as he called it, was about to fall apart. Weak, hated, and utterly powerless, he should have been the first to die when the apocalypse struck. Instead, he was appointed the "Twentieth Heir to a Dark Throne." But that's not what bothers him, he's just annoyed his plans were ruined. He doesn't know why the gods tremble at his name. He doesn't know why the elite Black Sun hunters search for him across dimensions. He doesn't remember shattering his own power to escape a prison of his own making. All he knows is that the world has finally gotten interesting.

In a world ruled by Power, silence can be deadlier than any blade. Gray lives a quiet life in a remote village until the day his home is engulfed in flames and everything he loves is torn away. From the ashes of tragedy, something ancient awakens within him… a power that even the gods once feared. As kingdoms fall and Sovereigns wage war, Gray walks a path lined with betrayal, blood, and truth too dark for mortals to bear. Each step he takes pulls him closer to the throne covered in mystery

    The Romano estate was silent, too silent for a house that usually pulsed with the rhythm of power and danger. The chandeliers glimmered like frozen stars above the marble floors, and the scent of cigar smoke lingered in the air—a reminder that men had been here, making decisions that would change lives. Alessia Romano stood at the top of the grand staircase, her fingers gripping the railing as she listened to the muffled voices coming from her father's study. Her heart pounded in her chest, a steady drumbeat of dread. She had grown up surrounded by secrets, but tonight, something felt different. The air was heavy, suffocating, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath. Her father's voice, deep and commanding, carried through the door. "It's settled then. The marriage will take place in two weeks." The words struck her like a bullet. Marriage? Her breath caught, and she pressed a trembling hand to her lips. She didn't need to hear the rest. She already knew what it meant. The Romano family had been at war with the Morettis for decades. Blood had been spilled, alliances shattered, and trust destroyed. The idea of peace between them was laughable. And yet, here her father was, arranging a marriage with the enemy. Her mother's portrait hung on the wall beside her—a woman of grace and quiet strength. Alessia stared at it, searching for comfort, but found none. Her mother had died when she was young, leaving her to navigate the brutal world of the mafia alone. The door to the study opened, and her father stepped out, his expression unreadable. His dark suit was immaculate, his silver hair slicked back, his presence commanding as always. "Alessia," he said, his tone calm but final. "Come inside." She obeyed, though every step felt like walking toward her own execution. Inside, two men stood waiting. One was her father's consigliere, and the other—tall, broad-shouldered, with eyes as cold as winter steel—was Damian Moretti. The name alone sent a chill down her spine. She had heard stories about him. Ruthless. Calculating. A man who ruled his empire with an iron fist and a heart of stone. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the world seemed to still. His gaze was sharp, assessing, as if he could see straight through her. "This is my daughter, Alessia," her father said. "She will be your wife." Her pulse roared in her ears. "No," she whispered, shaking her head. "You can't be serious." Her father's expression hardened. "This is not a request. It's a necessity. The families need peace, and this is the only way." Damian's lips curved into something that wasn't quite a smile. "Don't worry, princess. I don't bite—unless provoked." The mocking tone made her blood boil. "I'd rather die than marry you." "Careful," he murmured, stepping closer. "In our world, words like that can be arranged." Her father slammed his hand on the desk. "Enough! This union will happen. You will do your duty, Alessia." Tears burned behind her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She lifted her chin, meeting Damian's gaze with defiance. "You may have my hand, Mr. Moretti, but you will never have my heart." He leaned in, his breath brushing her ear. "We'll see about that." The words sent a shiver down her spine—not of fear, but of something far more dangerous. As she turned to leave, her father's voice echoed behind her. "The wedding will be in two weeks. Prepare yourself." Outside the study, Alessia pressed her back against the wall, her chest heaving. The world she knew was collapsing, and in its place rose a future she didn't want—a future bound by blood, betrayal, and a man whose touch could destroy her. But as she stared out the window at the dark horizon, one thought burned in her mind. If this was her fate, she would face it on her own terms. And Damian Moretti would learn that the mafia princess was no one's pawn.