revenge

He wasn’t the strongest, nor the most talented or clever. Just a nobody. And yet, he was the one who survived until the end. When alien races invaded and the world fell into ruin, Adel endured. He watched heroes die, cities burn, hope vanish. And in the final battle, just when he had accepted his death, fate offered him one last, mocking chance: to go back. This is the story of how a mistake, a survivor who was never meant to exist, will bend the world to his hatred.

​"Power is a currency, and loyalty is a liability. After a shocking political betrayal strips the Maharaj of Mithla of his seat, his hidden heir emerges from the shadows. With the city on the brink of chaos, he begins a systematic dismantling of his father's enemies. In the cutthroat nation of Tenjiku, one man plans to rewrite the rules—one betrayal at a time." "If you enjoyed this first glimpse into Tenjiku, please leave a rating and vote with your Power Stones. It truly helps this story reach more readers!".

After graduating from college, a disillusioned regular day man reflects on his life, tired of how he was being treated by his peers, and his decision whether he's going to take revenge and go the dark path or build his dream of being rich and famous.

In a world ruled by gods and ancient bloodlines, a quiet young heir returns from the brink of death carrying secrets no mortal should possess. He does not seek power… he studies it, he dissects it and remakes it to his taste. Behind a gentle smile and careful kindness, he walks among mortals as one of them — offering salvation to those who follow. Yet in the hidden depths of his domain, reality itself bends to his will, and even things that shouldn’t be become raw materials. Some call him hope while others will soon call him calamity. For the godless do not pray for miracles.
They create them.

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[Rebirth + Abuse of Trash + Sweet Love] In her previous life, Su Li was blind and helped her husband to ascend to a high position. When he became successful, she abandoned him. Her grandfather's family and her father, the Shangshu, who had lived a clear and upright life, were decapitated and beheaded. She herself died with two bodies and could not close her eyes. God has eyes and she was reborn. In this life, she protects her relatives and steps on scumbags and bitches. When the scars faded, her appearance was stunning. Her medical skills were superb and amazing. ... A certain prince who was upright and elegant outside was clinging to the beauty in his arms: "This prince feels uncomfortable all over, and I need Li'er to check it out." Love this translation? Support me on Patreon for early access, exclusive content, and more! Your support keeps the translations coming—subscribe today! Join me on Patreon: Patreon.com/flokixy

warning!!!!book contains strong sexual content!!!! I carefully carried the hot coffee in my hands as I walked into his office. Empty. I let out a small breath. "Pheew…" Looks like the CEO isn't here yet. I placed the coffee down and glanced around once before slowly sinking into the chair behind his desk. The chair was… different. Thick leather. Soft, but firm. Expensive. The kind of comfort that didn't ask — it took. For a second… I let myself relax. My thoughts drifted. My mother. It's been a month. No calls. No visits. But she's fine… Kelvin said so. "She's in a coma." My chest tightened. I closed my eyes. Just for a minute. Just one..... A hand gripped my jaw. Firm. Cold. My breath caught as my head was tilted upward, And then I saw him. My heart stopped. He was.. No… that wasn't normal. No man should look like that. Sharp features carved like they were designed, not born. A straight nose, defined jaw, lips that held no softness , only control. And his eyes… Cold. Not empty. Just… calculating. His silver hair caught the light, smooth and clean, like polished steel under moonlight. Not old , no ..it only made him look more dangerous. Too perfect. Too wrong. Too handsome. "Who are you?" he asked. His voice… Low. Smooth. Something that didn't ask twice. A shiver ran down my spine. I blinked, still half lost between sleep and reality. "Look, handsome… it's my dream. You don't really get to question me, okay?" A pause. Then A smile. Cold. Slow. Dangerous. "Your dream huh…?" he repeated. I nodded slightly, still dazed. "Okay." The word came out too easily. Too calmly. His gaze lingered on me like he was studying something. "Seems Erica finally found me exactly what I wanted…" he muttered. My brows pulled slightly. "…a brave, innocent little cat." My heart skipped. "But she didn't have to drug you." Erica…? Cat…? Drug…? This dream is getting confusing... Before I could think. He moved. Fast. Too fast. His hand slid to the back of my neck, pulling me forward... And his lips crashed into mine. My eyes widened. Warm. Firm. Possessive. "Mmm…" The sound slipped out before I could stop it. Why does this feel so real…? Is this how dreams feel? My body reacted before my mind could catch up.pleasure burned through my whole body....dreams does feel Good. My hands moved on thier own, sliding onto his shirt theninto his hair. Soft. Smooth. Too real. I pulled slightly. "This is too—" Pain shot through my lip. "Ouch!" He bit me. I froze. Pain. Real pain. My eyes snapped open fully. This isn't a dream. Oh no. Oh no. I'm in the CEO's office. I pushed against his chest, stumbling back as I shot up from the chair. My face burned. I couldn't even look at him. My head dropped immediately. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. With shaky hands, I pointed to the table. "Y-your coffee… sir." Silence. Heavy. Thick. I could feel his eyes on me. Watching. Measuring. I need to get out. Now. I turned quickly, reaching for the door. "Stop." Does it look like you get to walk in and out here by chioce??? I froze. Slowly… I turned back. "Who are you?" he asked again. This time, colder. Clearer. "My name is Eve, sir… your new personal assistant, sir." A scoff. Sharp. "Assistant?" His footsteps were slow as he moved closer. "Dozing off… in my chair… on your first day?" My throat tightened. "Seems like you'll be dozing off in a lot of places these days…" A pause. Then, lower till he got to my height level "…little cat." My fingers tightened around the door handle. "I..I have to go, sir." Coward. "Call me if you need anything else." I didn't wait. I opened the door and ran like he would chase after me. messing up on the first day of my mission!!! how ironic.

Ryudien Noxes, a sixteen-year-old assassin from the feared Noxes Organization, successfully completes a mission to eliminate his own people before sensitive information can fall into the wrong hands. But on the night of the mission, everything changes. While escaping, Ryudien encounters Damnern Solv—the Fifth Strongest Warrior in the kingdom. Despite using every skill, trick, and escape method he possesses, Ryudien is completely overwhelmed. In the end, he loses his life at Damnern's hands. As death approaches, only regret remains. He never experienced happiness. He never lived like a normal person. He only knew how to survive. Then, fate grants him an impossible miracle. Ryudien is reborn. But not as the person he once was. He awakens as a baby girl named Elyra. Given a second chance at life, Ryudien swears to take revenge on the man who killed him. However, fate seems to have a cruel sense of humor. Because Damnern Solv is no longer his killer. He is now his father. Caught between the hatred of his past life and the warmth of a family he never had, Elyra must face a painful question: Can she continue seeking revenge against the man who once took her life... when he is now the man she must call Papa?

Nathan Esmeray had been wandering the wilderness for a long time with no one but his wolf, Axel, to talk to. Alone and afraid of everyone after seeing his entire pack annihilated, Nathan had to learn how to survive on his own. He never planned on reclaiming his human form or creating any kind of relationship ever again. Until he met Griffin DeLuca. ********** Griffin was content. Living in his cabin at the base of Red Peak Mountain he was happy spending his days hunting and hiking the nearby woods with only his dragon, Kael, as a companion. Until one day, when the skinniest wolf he had ever seen ended up in one of his traps. Carefully releasing the wolf, he soon found himself with a four-legged follower, and he couldn't have been happier. ********** Follow Nathan and Griffin's story of finding the one person they didn't know they were looking for while seeking revenge against those that would willingly wipe out an entire species for no other reason other than they could. ********** UPDATED RELEASE SCHEDULE Chapters released on Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday and every other Sunday at 12 pm CDT

For six years, Liu Yuan endured the darkness of blindness and the mockery of being a useless Rank 9 Spirit Master. As the orphaned son of Shrek Academy martyrs, he thought the academy would be his sanctuary. Instead, the arrogant Elder Xuan ruthlessly expelled him, deeming his mutated Spirit Eye a worthless waste of resources. But the moment he stepped out of Shrek's gates, the 'malignant mutation' finally completed its evolution, shattering his blindness and awakening the legendary, heaven-defying Double Pupils! Armed with eyes that can see through all falsehoods, distort space, and unleash devastating laser beams, Liu Yuan's stagnant spirit power skyrockets. Rejecting the hypocritical 'glory' of Shrek, he catches the eye of the eccentric Body Sect, becoming the personal disciple of a Super Douluo. With his overpowered Double Pupils and an immortal body regeneration ability, he rapidly crushes geniuses across the continent, solo-killing ten-thousand-year Spirit Beasts and leaving his peers in the dust. As Liu Yuan's monstrous talent shakes the world, the upper echelons of Shrek Academy finally realize the catastrophic mistake they made. Desperate to reclaim the future Limit Douluo they threw away, they resort to begging, kneeling, and even carrying thorns to apologize. But with the Body Sect and the Heavenly Soul Empire standing firmly behind him, will Liu Yuan ever forgive the academy that abandoned him, or will he personally shatter Shrek's ten-thousand-year undefeated myth on the grandest stage of them all? [RAW: 斗罗绝世：谁说重瞳必须走控制？] [TAGS & CATEGORY] Category: Fanfiction - Anime & Comics Tags: Action, Adventure, Transmigration, Overpowered, Face-slapping, Cultivation, Weak to Strong, Revenge, Academy, Evolution Topic: #SOULLAND #DOULUODALU #FACESLAPPING #OVERPOWERED #TRANSMIGRATION

The curse was named SystemTearstone—or simply crimson heart. Centuries ago, a new kind of curse system was created. it was punish the 5th class god named Jiǎng Língxi—now wearing the skin of a powerful mortal Dàozǔ from the Méi Rén Sect. The curse had no form, only a red gem floating in a dark fog. Then it met a perfectly broken yet unbreakable soul named Kirihito Orohana, later known as Wèi Yīlíng. The curse roamed for half an eternity, bound to the pure soul’s revenge and its own mission: to win the Violet Throne and become the 5th god itself. But cool ice always melts, today or tomorrow. The curse system itself is also cursed. So will he never fall for anyone and claim the throne? Or will he remove his own existence by destroying the curse—or by becoming the full Violet Gem once more? Welcome to System Tearstone— where soft beginnings lie, and descent is inevitable… and beautiful. Author’s Note : The beginning may feel soft—almost deceptively gentle. Please don’t be fooled. System Tearstone is my beloved monster. Written without safety, without shortcuts, carved straight from bone and breath. It is a story about devotion that scars, about gods who fail, and about choosing to feel— even when feeling hurts. If you choose to read this, you become one of my tearstones— something fragile, something precious, kept close through both tears and quiet smiles. This is not a game system. It is an emotionally cursed one. announcement: This book's version 2 will come soon! don't be mad at your little author for being messy here! it was just the first time. the next one will be better I promise♡. but I can't guarantee that the ver.2 would be my last try with this book. I might rewrite this book many times in many way. so you'll meet them in many ways better and better rather before. [Extremely sorry because I'm regular..but I'll try my best to give you the best chapter that you'll feel satisfied and seen by us♡]

They harvested his father. They threw him into hell, but they never guessed what they were forging. In a world where elites steal supernatural powers from the weak, Leon Storm’s father was scrubbed from existence after a suspicious crash. All that remained was his paintbrush—and a volatile golden power now erupting in Leon, a storm of golden light, forged in grief and rage. Thrown into a lethal academy and a cruel world where failure means death, Leon faces elites who feed on the powerless and monsters that haunt ruined cities. Every closed door, every doubting voice, only sharpens his edge. As the storm within him grows, one question remains: Control the storm, or become the disaster the world deserves. The choice is his.

In his past life, Huo Yuhao was the obedient son-in-law, Tang San's perfect pawn. He endured manipulation, lost his loved ones, and was forced to serve the Tang Clan. But before the Divine Realm collapsed, Yuhao took his revenge: a dagger in his "father-in-law's" back and a leap into the temporal void. Fate granted him a second chance, but with a cruelly amusing twist: he has awakened 10,000 years before Tang San is even born. When little Tang San finally opens his eyes on the Douluo Continent, thinking he is a unique genius with his "Tang Sect Hidden Weapons," he has no idea that the Supreme God ruling the world from the shadows knows him better than he knows himself. You want to hunt spirit beasts? Those are my pets. You want to found the Tang Sect? Sorry, I patented that idea centuries ago. Yu Xiaogang wants to teach you theory? I wrote the books he plagiarized from. Tang San, welcome to my era. Get ready to dance in the palm of my hand Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 30 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/LightKira10

“I want to live too...” Those were the last words he uttered before being left behind, torn apart by the fallen. Yet betrayal, anger, and frustration were not the deepest emotions he felt. Not even the pain of being ripped apart, flesh by flesh. It was clarity, much like his name. Lucid understood then that maybe, just maybe, he had spent his life the wrong way. Perhaps, in his next life, he would have better luck. However, Lucid awakens in a strange purple forest that feels both foreign and strangely familiar. Against all odds he had survived; he had not been reincarnated. Nor transmigrated into another body. He remembers everything; that much remains clear. He is still himself. Yet his face is hidden behind a peculiar haze of mist-like substance, and his body is covered in torn rags. Suddenly a voice chimes inside his head—a beautiful, elegant voice. A voice that seems to belong to a long-fallen deity named Alice. But upon realization, she is just as lost as he is. She cannot remember her own past, and yet, she carries a hope he himself lacks. Alice guides him forward through the scattered realms, and as they journey together, Lucid may be the only thing capable of restoring this fallen deity to her former divinity. And in return, she may be the only one capable of leading him home. Or perhaps fueling the twisted desire buried deep within him. Revenge. After all, he has not forgotten.  *** What to Expect •  Slow-burn •  Transmigration, Isekai and fantasy •  An overpowered protagonist forced through brutal struggle and grit •  Heavy moral conflicts, difficult choices, and the weight of duty •  A consistent main cast that grows and supports one another •  Mystery-driven worldbuilding •  Character-focused progression •  Subtle romance  •  AI opening chapter illustrations  *** Schedule: 2 chapters on Tuesday  2 chapters on Saturday  *** Patreon Daily release schedule   *** Join my Discord! https://linktr.ee/Cr1msonLight

What if Jay Jay had a twin sister? What if Jay Jay’s family was broken, but they were on good terms? What if Jay Jay didn’t have blood trauma? What if the Twins knew Serina in the past? What if Kiefer didn’t make a revenge plan for the sake of his mother? This is a Jayfer fanfiction and I am not the real author. I respect the real author Lara Flores, so now let’s dive in!!

[Obsessive ML, Historical Romance] Read this if you like old-fashioned historical romance novels you found in your mother's library. On the night meant to seal her fate in silk and candlelight, Caelith Emberlyn discovers her new husband cheating on her with her own cousin. Before the humiliation can swallow her whole, another man steps out of the shadows—dangerous, powerful, and far more terrifying than heartbreak. He is the feared Commander of the Shadow Imperial Guard, a man whose name alone stills the court and stains the capital with silenced dread. Where others see a cold enforcer of the throne, he sees only her—wronged, furious, and far stronger than she appears. And he offers her a choice. Stay. What her husband failed to give—loyalty, devotion, power—he vows to place in her hands in his stead. But this is no gentle rescue. Their alliance begins in secrets and smolders in the dark, a forbidden affair that could shatter reputations and topple dynasties. He is ruthless in war and relentless in love, determined to claim not only her presence at his side but the guarded heart she refuses to yield. Meanwhile, her repentant husband returns with soft words and tender promises, swearing to cherish her forever. Yet regret comes too late in a world where power is currency and affection is a battlefield. Caught between a contrite prince of light and a possessive shadow king who would burn the world to keep her, she must decide: Will she return to the safety of a love that broke her… Or step into the fire of a devotion fierce enough to consume them both?

    When her father, emperor Baron Reyes, gets murdered by an unknown killer, Zeya Reyes, his outlawed daughter, was immediately set to be the next heir to the throne as the Empress of Stygia, the land of everlasting shadows. Once back in her home nation, Zeya finally sees with her own eyes of the terror this monster has caused and sets out to put an end to it as her last promise to her late father. In order to do this however, Zeya has no choice but to rekindle her relationship with a particular Kaxarene named Varen Edevane, the infamous emperor of Stygia's neighboring nation, Exousia, known for his ruthlessness both on and off the battlefield.     However, as much as is it against the princess's wishes, Varen too needs her help to resolve the same issue happening in his own empire, with countless innocent people unjustly murdered by the very same monster responsible for Baron's death.     As the mayhem caused by this mysterious creature continue to grow larger, Zeya and Varen have no choice but to set aside their differences and work together to bring back the peace their nations fought so hard to keep after the war. Throughout their journey, ancient and uncovered secrets will reveal itself as the pair band together to defeat their common enemy, causing massive shifts in their perspectives of one another. Can love between these two individuals be rekindled even after the hurt, loss, and betrayal they've caused one another? Will they be able to put an end to this monster's wrath successfully, or will their lengthy past be too compelling of an obstacle to do so?

"You want to be in the same room," Cassian drawled slowly, "While I fuck another woman?" Cixi thought about the contract she wrote herself, a smile pulling on her lips as she turned to face him. "Absolutely." Some might think she was mad. To be truthful, Cixi didn't think she was quite sane either. Her drive to live had been mangled and left in tattered pieces, so what else was she to do but find a reason to keep breathing again? Her life had been hell, and it had shown her that only the devils got to be happy, while everyone else burned. And since she wasn't a devil, she just needed to make a contract with one... A billionaire mafia boss who was a walking sin, feared and revered, and had more power than he knew what to do with it? He will do. Dear Readers, Here are the goals for Powerstone contributions to get extra chapters. 40 Powerstones—1 extra chapter 60 Powerstones— 2 extra chapters 80 Powerstones—3 extra chapters 100 Powerstones—5 extra chapters Thank you for your enthusiasm and engagement!