revenge

In a world where talent determines destiny, Ardam was branded a failure. While others awakened legendary classes and S-rank abilities, he received the lowest profession possible — Summoner. Mocked, abandoned, and rejected by the one he loved, Ardam was destined to live in the shadows. But the System was wrong. Hidden beneath his weak title lies a forbidden power — Ego, an ancient force that predates kingdoms, monsters, and even the System itself. Instead of summoning mindless beasts, Ardam forges contracts with forgotten warriors, fallen generals, and beings erased from history. Each summon carries memories. Each contract reshapes destiny. As noble clans rise and empires clash, Ardam builds something far more terrifying than strength— An army. And when the world finally realizes the truth, it will already be too late. The weakest summoner is about to become the Emperor of Ego.

He claims she belongs to another man… but he looks at her like she’s already his. Aveline Willowgrave was born to wealth, dignity… and a future she would never live to claim. At ten years old, she watched her parents die. The years that followed were worse. Her uncle stole her inheritance, her home, and her freedom. And at last… he sold her. She was masked, chained, and priced like livestock before a room of hungry men. Just as the crowd surges forward to strip her bare, a single voice cuts through the auction… A bid so high it silences the entire hall. A knight from Greenvale. He does not save her. He buys her. And when he removes his helmet, Aveline’s breath catches. Theron. The quiet orphan boy she once mocked when her world was still soft and golden. Now, he stands before her, powerful, controlled… and impossible to read. He tells her she was never meant for him. She was purchased as a gift, for Prince Vaelor of Greenvale, the Crown Prince whispered to be as cruel as he is untouchable. Cornered between slavery and a fate worse than death, Aveline makes the only choice left to her. “Don’t give me to the prince,” she whispers. “Take me as your mistress instead.” But Theron did not return to her life by accident. He has his own reasons. His own secrets. And as Aveline is drawn into Greenvale’s glittering court, she begins to wonder... Why did he choose her? Why did he disappear days before her parents died? And why, when he looks at her now, does it feel less like hatred… and more like something far more dangerous?

The beginning of the apocalypse brought chaos and disaster to humanity. It tore away the mask of society and revealed the cruelty hiding beneath. Ivy Ravencroft experienced it all firsthand. Her family was unfair and cruel, and they abused her so badly that she went blind. Her lover died trying to protect her, and she spent the next five years struggling to survive, until she finally died in the apocalypse. But then, Ivy woke up again, reborn in the first year of the apocalypse. At first, she felt hopeless. If only she had returned to a time before the apocalypse, she could have gathered food, weapons, and supplies to survive better. Still, she was grateful for one thing: she had kept her special ability, the power to create safe zones. This time, Ivy made a promise. She would protect her lover, find her real family, and take revenge on everyone who had hurt her. .................................. "Huh? Why is there a bento box lying here?" Ivy asked, confused. "What bento? Are you trying to trick me again?" Silas asked, sadness in his eyes. "This one!" Ivy said, holding up the packaged meal and waving it at him. "What the... where did that come from?" Silas stared at it in shock. Ivy’s eyes widened. She realized something, only she could see these items, and when she picked them up, they became real. "Can… I buy it from you?" Silas asked, unsure. "Of course. But I won't give it to you for free." Ivy smiled like a fox. Silas closed his eyes; he was ready for her to demand something sky-high and said, "Okay. Tell me how many gold bars you want." Ivy smiled and teased, "I don't want gold bars; they are way too cheap. I want one kiss." Silas: Blushing hard. His subordinates: "..." This wave of dog food was too unexpected! ....................................................... With the supplies, picking a superpower and a safe zone superpower, Ivy built her own residential area. She gained Kindness Energy and multiplied supplies with the help of Temporal Storage. While other bases struggled to make a simple house, she used her golden finger to make luxurious buildings and rent them out, becoming the big shot in the apocalypse.

Mara Vex was killed for the forty-seventh time at the exact same spot—by the same people, with the same insults. She had spent eight thousand hours inside the fantasy VRMMO Aeternum Online, only to be repeatedly spawn-killed by the same toxic guild. After her forty-seventh death, her patience finally snapped. She rage-quit, deleted her account, and walked away from Aeternum Online—a world that had never offered her anything but the role of a victim. Then she went to sleep. When Mara woke up, she was no longer in the real world. She awoke upon an obsidian throne, reborn as Nyxaria. The Demon Queen, the Final Raid Boss, a level-999 entity the System never intended to be defeated. The System brands her a Calamity, the prophesied destroyer of the world. The Church declares a holy crusade against her. The toxic players who once farmed her for easy kills now call themselves “Heroes,” hunting her for loot, fame, and glory. Mara only wants to survive, and refuses to die as a monster she never chose to become. Perhaps she can even find allies capable of seeing her as more than horns and wings. And if a few toxic players happen to be erased along the way by the skill [Death’s Embrace]? Well, that’s just karma doing its job. Being the villain has its advantages. Especially when the heroes are far worse. Update Note: Advanced chapters are already available. including upcoming arc developments. Early access chapters are available on Patreon under the name R. Valensky.

For two years, Adrian Vale was the ultimate simp. He bought the expensive gifts, wrote the late-night essays, and waited like a loyal dog for a girl who never looked his way. But when he publicly confesses his love with a diamond necklace that cost him his life savings, Olivia Carter doesn't just reject him—she destroys him. Laughed at by the entire campus, mocked by the billionaire heir she leaves with, and left standing alone in the freezing rain, Adrian hits rock bottom. The "nice guy" dies that day. And something much darker wakes up. [Host Despair Level: Maximum.] [Awakening The Lust System.] Adrian is bound to a ruthless, cold-blooded system designed to forge the ultimate high-value male. Rewarding him with Lust Points for seduction and Influence Points for wealth and power, the system gives Adrian the tools to completely rewrite the hierarchy. Armed with psychological manipulation, dominant auras, and tycoon-level business insights, Adrian begins his ascent. The arrogant girls who once bullied him? They will beg for his attention. The wealthy heirs who looked down on him? He will buy their futures and crush their empires. From the campus queen bee and strict professors to untouchable billionaire CEOs, no woman is safe from his web. Adrian Vale is done playing the nice guy. The game has changed, and he’s playing to own the board.

"If you are not my mate, then why does the beast within me roar at your mere touch? Why does it growl to mark you as mine? Only Mine!” +++++ Being an Alpha’s fated mate was supposed to make Angelise Morin untouchable. But it only brought her shame. When she caught her Alpha cheating, he didn’t deny it. He didn’t even apologize. Instead, he ordered her to accept it, to obey, to bear his pups. Worse? Angelise couldn’t even reject this bastard—doing so would kill her. So she ran—only to collide with the only man her mate had ever feared. Zaerian Daemon Ranvor. The Mute Alpha. He was a devil even the Moon Goddess failed to tame. A ruthless ruler who had never bowed to fate. And to Angelise, he was the perfect weapon to bring down her enemies. Zaerian should have killed her for trespassing. Instead, the moment he touched her, something shattered. Her scent drove his beast insane. A mere glance ignited a hunger he had never felt before. He didn’t care if she was his little brother’s fated mate—he wanted her. And he would claim her. Even if marking her meant death for both. ++++ Excerpt: “It’s none of your business who I date, Alpha! Get lost!” I grumbled as Zaerian dragged me into the elevator. “Let me go!” I demanded as the metal doors slid shut. When I tried to pull away, Zaerian caught my other wrist and pressed me against the cold steel wall. His strong hand gripped my wrists firmly, effortlessly pinning them above my head. My breath hitched as his crimson gaze locked onto mine. He didn’t speak. He never did. But his silence was more dangerous than words. Zaerian moved closer, his body pressing against mine, so close that I could feel the heat radiating beneath his shirt. Slowly, he lowered his head until we were face to face, his lips a breath away from mine. “Leave-“ I gasped when Zaerian suddenly slid his knee between my thighs, cutting off the rest of my protest. “It is my business, sweetheart.” The voice was low, raw, and undeniably real. “The only man allowed to touch you is me. It will always be me.” My knees grew weak, heat rushing through my veins. But then my mind froze in realization. Wait… he could speak?!

Trigger Warning: This story contains dark themes, including abuse, non-consensual situations, emotional trauma, humiliation, and violence. Reader discretion is advised. •••••••••••••• Sofia was considered a burden and was never loved because she weighed a few pounds more than what was considered the perfect slender figure. Her younger sister, Lola, was the apple of everyone’s eye—the complete opposite of Sofia. Lola had it all: a beautiful face, a slim body, and she was even dating Damien, the soon-to-be Alpha. Everyone believed Lola was destined to be his mate. The future Luna. The perfect choice. Then fate turned cruel. Lola died, and Sofia was condemned for murder when a damning video showed her pushing Lola to her death. Overnight, she became a murderer in everyone’s eyes—even to Damien, the Alpha heir she secretly loved. On the day of her execution, Sofia is offered a choice. Die… Or live as a sex slave to the Alpha heir who hates her. Soon, word spread. Everyone heard about the famous Alpha Damien’s sex slave. Powerful men began to come forward—Alphas, Betas, and allies of the pack. Some were curious. Some wanted a taste of her. Others wanted to prove their strength by claiming what Damien despised. And with each passing day, the line of men grew longer. But what none of them knew was that a prophecy had long been whispered about Sofia. A prophecy spoken years ago. It said that the girl marked by fate would not only possess a rare and dangerous gift, but that kings, Alphas, and powerful men would one day fight each other for the right to claim her. A woman whose existence would ignite wars. A woman powerful enough to change the fate of packs. And Sofia… was the girl in that prophecy. Then came the real trouble. Damien’s uncle stepped into the picture. A respected Alpha. Calm. Influential. A man no one ever questioned. From the moment he saw Sofia, his interest was clear. He wanted her—and unlike the others, he had the power to challenge Damien. Soon, Damien was no longer the only one laying claim to her. For the first time, he had a real rival. And neither of them yet realized that the prophecy had only just begun to unfold.

The Kruul King burns the world to ash, and his Archons leave nothing but poisoned earth in their wake. To stop the slaughter, three desperate heroes must journey into the Shadowfern—lands where the ground itself decays beneath your boots and reality frays at the edges. They need a guide who knows the poisoned paths. They find him in Snowdrift: Thal, a giant of few words who has walked these lands longer than memory serves. But the only road to the Shadowfern runs through the Empyrean Spine—mountains forged from ancient sacrifice, where dragon-magic still lingers and the fog forces travelers to confront what they've buried deepest. Nyra carries an axe forged from grief and a rage that has never cooled. Luken wields power he doesn't fully understand, magic that answers to something darker than his will. Valen fights with the desperation of a man who has already lost everything once. Together, they follow a legend who may be their only hope—or the catalyst for something far worse. Because some oaths were never meant to be broken. Some doors were never meant to be opened. And in the spaces between worlds, ancient forces are stirring that make the Kruul King look like a passing shadow. Some journeys don't end in glory. They end in sacrifice. This one ends in blood.

I was just your average college student, scraping by and surviving one day at a time. Then my girlfriend dumped me for a richer guy, and that was the day I nearly threw everything away. [Ding! Billionaire System Activated!] [Spend Money to Get More Rich!] [The greater the cost, the greater the return!] [Ding! Starter Pack Received!] [$100,000 has been credited to your account!]... Watch how I rose from the bottom and made everyone who ever looked down on me regret it.

CONTENT WARNING: [THIS NOVEL CONTAINS MATURE THEMES, EXPLICIT CONTENT, HAREM RELATIONSHIPS, AND ADULT SITUATIONS. 18+ ONLY.] One hour before the ritual, in the shadowed alcove of the Ritual Hall, Lin Feng claims the proud Wang family daughter, Wang Xue—the cold, untouchable Frost Lotus—in a raw, forbidden union. Her body yields, her pride shatters, and something awakens deep in his mana core: Lust, the missing primal emotion. In the Azure Continent, every youth at age 18 faces the sacred Mana Stone Ritual. One card, two cards, ten cards—fifteen for true monsters. The number decides your fate: genius, trash, or something in between. Lin Feng, the unacknowledged bastard son of the Lin Family Head—born from his mother’s forbidden affair—has endured eighteen years of mockery, beatings, and cold silence from his own clan. Everyone expects him to manifest garbage. No one expects anything from the “whore’s son.” From ridiculed bastard to the sovereign who devours emotions and ascends chaos itself—this is Lin Feng’s rise. He will steal cards, conquer harems, and fuse the primordial forces through bodies and souls. The heavens will tremble. The clan that mocked him will kneel. And the woman who once looked down on him will beg for more. #R18 #Mature #Smut #Harem #MILF #Taboo #Netori #DualCultivation #Fantasy #Cultivation #CardSystem #OverpoweredMC #FaceSlapping

On the night she agreed to drink for the man she loved, Lena Smith lost everything. Betrayed by her fiancé. Humiliated by her best friend. Sold out by her own family. Drugged and framed, Lena wakes up in a stranger’s bed just days before her wedding—only to discover it was all a carefully orchestrated scheme to steal her company and destroy her reputation. The people she trusted most had been plotting against her for years. But they made one fatal mistake. The “stranger” from that night is no ordinary man. Raymond Black—ruthless CEO, feared business tycoon, and the most powerful man in York City—does not believe in coincidences. And after one night with Lena, he has no intention of letting her go. While her enemies prepare to crush her, Lena rises from betrayal with evidence in hand and vengeance in her heart. They wanted her broken. They wanted her company. They wanted her ruined. Instead, they awakened a queen. And now, with a dangerous man by her side, York City is about to witness what happens when love turns into war.

They called King Kaelen the most brutal Alpha to ever lead the Black Ridge Pack, until his own blood betrayed him, leaving him to die with thirty-two stabs to the heart. He expected the void of the afterlife. Instead, he wakes up a century later in the body of Linus, the useless third prince of the Blue Moon Kingdom. ​In this new world, Linus is nothing but a decorative pawn, a frail Omega sold to the enemy Emperor Fenrir to stop a war. To the court, Linus is a pathetic sacrifice. To his best friend, Silas, he is a rival who needs to be eliminated. To Fenrir, he is just another malnourished rabbit destined for a cage. ​But they’ve made a fatal mistake. ​The boy they see is a weakling, but the soul inside is a King who refuses to be submissive. Kaelen doesn't want a soft bed or a master; he wants his throne back. As he suppresses his Omega pheromones and unleashes a century-old bloodlust, the Iron Fang Empire realizes that their Omega concubine is actually the most dangerous man in the palace. ​The original Linus is dead. The man who replaced him is a monster in silk robes, and he’s ready to show the world that even in the body of an Omega, a King always rules. ​The Emperor wanted a mate to claim. He’s about to get a partner who might just conquer him instead.

Willow Hale survives the crash. Miles was driving. Nothing happened to him. That should have been the worst part. Instead, Willow wakes in a hospital bed to discover that her life has already been reassigned. Before the accident, Miles was her fiancé. Now he stands beside her hospital bed calm, composed, and deeply sympathetic, holding the hand of another woman. Christy Cordell. His boss’s daughter. Miles explains the situation to the doctors with quiet confidence. According to him, he and Willow broke up weeks before the accident. It was mutual. He stayed by her side only out of decency. Then he adds one more detail. Willow ended the relationship because she had already started seeing someone else. Zane. Miles’s best friend. The man who has never hidden his dislike for her. The one person in the room who could destroy the lie with a single sentence. Instead, Zane gives a small nod. Drugged, injured, and surrounded by people repeating the same story, Willow realizes too late what is happening. One careless joke about being confused after the crash gives Miles the perfect excuse to turn betrayal into fact. In one quiet, clinical moment, her engagement disappears, her memories are dismissed, and her heartbreak is recorded as trauma. So Willow stops arguing. She stops crying. She lets them believe she is weak. But Willow remembers enough to know this was never a misunderstanding. Miles had already begun replacing her before the crash. Zane helped him finish it. They believe they have rewritten her life while she was too broken to fight back. They believe they got away with it. They are wrong. The Quietest Knife is a dark romance about gaslighting, betrayal, obsession, and revenge. Some men destroy you loudly. The most dangerous ones do it gently, with concern in their voices and blood nowhere on their hands. And sometimes the quietest knife cuts the deepest.

When a blazing meteor tore across the night sky, the world called it a miracle. Ten years later, Malik Thorne called it a curse. ---------------------- Betrayed, alone, and buried among the dead, he awakens in darkness. He is reborn through the remnants of an ancient being far more powerful than he could ever imagine. "The Void calls for us, Malik..." An ethereal voice hissed. ---------------------- In a world ruled by the Aeterni, magicians whose bodies can command the primal currents of nature, Malik stands alone. Stripped of light, fused with death and shadow, he walks the boundary between man and monster. To survive, he must embrace both. "Never again will anyone decide my fate." ---------------------- Yet if fate itself resists, will Malik rise high enough to silence even destiny?

In the glittering, cutthroat world of the Lagos elite, image is everything. For Winifred Nifemi, it was a prison. Raised as the "perfect" adopted daughter of a powerful Senator, Winifred has spent her life as a high-profile influencer, her every smile curated for the public eye. But behind the filters and the silk gowns lies a lethal secret: Winifred is a world-class hacker, living a double life as a digital vigilante. Her world shatters when she infiltrates the servers of the Adeyemis—her family’s fiercest political rivals—and discovers a truth more twisted than any conspiracy theory. She wasn't just an orphan; she is the discarded twin of Jane Adeyemi, the "Golden Girl" of Nigeria. Winifred was abandoned at birth by her mother, Favor Adeyemi, simply because she didn't fit the family’s "aesthetic" brand. Now a target of a ruthless cartel and a shadow government known as "Regency," Winifred is forced to go on the run. Her only ally is James Adebayo, a former elite soldier turned bodyguard who has his own reasons for wanting the system to burn. From the high-stakes galas of the Lagos Yacht Club to the dangerous "dead zones" of the mainland, Winifred and James must stay one step ahead of a professional hit squad led by the man who raised her. As they peel back the layers of a national conspiracy, Winifred realizes that to take down her mother’s empire, she must stop being a ghost and become the fire that consumes the brand.

This webnovel is called The Gambit. The name is already taken and the book has no chapters so idk if it is the placeholder for a book TBA but whatever I'm still not changing the name. We can throw hands if it gets to that. I changed the plot multiple times already and at this point I'm starting to get tired of myself already. I mean, there's just too much potential and I don't think that I'm up to the job. But I'm trying, ok? So relax. I'm doing this all by myself so please be patient and try to understand. I need to ship out 1500+ words chapters per day while I work overtime for chump change (webnovel doesn't pay me - I'm referring to my real job). English is not my first language bro and I don't care. I don't have enough time and I'm short staffed - get it? short staffed? because I'm short. Ah nevermind. Moving on.. Someone suggested using AI to help me edit my story - not type it. I tried but man I absolutely hate this shit. It keeps changing everything bro. I don't like that. I JUST WANT YOU TO PUNCTUATE AND FIX THE TENSE AND MAYBE SOME WORDS I GOT WRONG NOT STERILIZE MY STORY OMG! So what I'm saying is that I'mma do this myself and if the editing sucks then step up and edit it for me. All love, the rot.

When a government accountant dies in a mysterious crash, investigative journalist Daniel Kareem receives a secret file moments before the man's death. Inside is an archive of corruption, hidden payments, and suspicious deaths linked to a powerful secret organization known as The Ninth Circle. As Daniel investigates, he discovers the conspiracy reaches deep into government, business, and law enforcement. But powerful people do not protect their secrets quietly. And someone is already hunting him.

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“Life is a banquet, and I was the only one on the menu.” Kaizen’s world didn’t end with a bang. It ended with the sound of a rope tightening. After uncovering his mother’s affair with his own school bully—a betrayal that drove his father to suicide—Kaizen was left with nothing but mockery, poverty, and a hollow smile. Faith, family, dignity… all devoured long before his death. Then came the so-called Mercy of the Gods. Summoned alongside his classmates to another world by the Goddess Ishtar to stop a world-ending calamity, Kaizen is granted a “Holy Gift” like the others. While heroes receive legendary weapons and divine magic, Kaizen is humiliated once again with the lowest-ranked skill of all: [Gluttony]—a useless hunger in a land of monsters. A curse. A joke. A perfect sacrifice. That is what everyone believes. What neither the heroes nor the Goddess herself realizes is that Kaizen’s hunger is not for food. It is an absence—something that should not exist. A void that does not simply kill, but erases. In a world that expects him to die quietly, Kaizen begins to rise. Each step forward strips something away—from monsters, from heroes… and eventually from the Gods themselves. Ishtar wanted a Hero. Instead, she unleashed something far worse. A mistake that is learning how to eat.

Raised by a necromancer with glowing green eyes and a questionable moral compass, Harry grows up mastering the art of death—literally. Horcrux crafting? Check. Conversing with ghosts? Easy. Questionable life choices? Well, he’s pretty sure he turned out alright. The Wizarding World isn’t ready for this version of the Boy Who Lived.