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Genius Daddy in the City

An ordinary man, Ye Chen traveled to the cultivation world by accident and became a phenomenal immortal of that era. After 3,000 years in the cultivation world, he was betrayed and traveled back to earth through a spatial tear. Five years had passed in the mortal world, but when he came back with his abilities, he found out he now has a daughter!

The Girl I Could Never Measure Up To

While trying on a wedding dress, I had a heart attack, but my fiance was coaxing his female companion to try on my wedding dress. He didn't care about how painful and suffocating I was lying on the ground, but instead knelt down on one knee and focused on tidying up her skirt. On her way home, she shared a wedding photo. The groom is my fiance.

THE NAMELESS: THE FIRST GUEST

Everyone is born with a Name. A Name determines who you are, what you can become, and how the world remembers you. Everyone has one. Except Kael. For nineteen years, he has lived as a simple Grave-Scribe, recording the Names of the dead. Until one corpse opens its eyes and whispers— “You promised you would come back.” That same night, an ancient message is uncovered beneath the graveyard: THE FIRST GUEST HAS RETURNED. Now ancient artifacts recognize Kael, powerful people are searching for him, and a mysterious girl claims to remember things he never lived. Kael only wanted to leave his small town. But what if the person he is searching for... is himself?

I Reincarnated as the Last Prince of a Fallen Kingdom

He died as a soldier. Not on a glorious battlefield... But by throwing himself onto a live grenade to save his comrades. His sacrifice changed more lives than he could ever imagine. When the gods judged his soul, they granted him one final chance—not in a fantasy world, but in humanity's own history. He awakens as the last surviving prince of a kingdom erased from the map. His father is dead. His family has been hunted to extinction. His people live as refugees while powerful empires carve the world apart. Armed with the mind of a modern military strategist, he must survive assassins, outwit legendary generals, forge alliances, and rebuild a kingdom from nothing. But history has no mercy. One wrong decision can destroy a nation. One victory can change the fate of continents. Can the last prince reclaim his homeland... Or will his kingdom vanish forever into the pages of history?

Rebirth of the Sovereign: Unmatched CEO’s Vengeance

"In my past life, I built a hundred-billion-dollar empire, only to be poisoned by the two people I loved most." Julian Vance, the brilliant and ruthless CEO known as the "Sovereign of Capital," had it all—unmatched wealth, an empire built from scratch, a beautiful wife, Victoria, and a brother, Marcus, whom he raised like a son. But his world shattered on a rainy night when a glass of poisoned wine left him paralyzed on his penthouse floor, forced to watch his wife and brother laugh as they stole his company and left him to die. Driven by pure rage, Julian’s soul refuses to perish. Instead, he wakes up five years in the past—on the exact day he was supposed to hand over the keys to his fortune. Armed with memories of the future, decades of financial mastery, and absolute ruthlessness, Julian rewrites his destiny: The Traitorous Brother? Stripped of his titles, bankrupted, and thrown into prison. The Cheating Wife? Left penniless, humiliated, and exiled from high society. The Rival Turned Ally? Serafina Sterling, the gorgeous billionaire heiress, steps into his life to form an unstoppable power couple that dominates the global market. Watch the Sovereign reclaim his crown, slap his enemies into oblivion, and conquer both business and love in his second life!

Returning from death for the second time

Seven years later, when God reborn me, what I saw was my fianc é and my best friend having sex on my Italian bedsheet. He started a new life, but he forgot that he prayed in the monastery for half a year just to prove his love for me.

SHADOW SOVEREIGN:My Apocalyptic Empire

In the tenth year of the Cataclysm, humanity is on the brink of extinction. But mankind wasn’t destroyed by monsters alone. Behind the apocalypse stood cosmic beings who treated Earth as nothing more than a battlefield a game where humanity was nothing but expendable pieces. Zane Cross, one of the last human warlords, fought for ten years to survive in that hell. He built an army. He conquered territories. He became one of humanity’s strongest survivors. And in the end, he was betrayed and killed by the very people he had sworn to protect. Then Zane awakens ten years in the past. Ten minutes before the Cataclysm begins. This time, he remembers everything: * The hidden dungeons. * The coming disasters. * The precious resources everyone else will overlook. * The powerful enemies humanity isn’t prepared to face. * And, most importantly, the mistakes that led to his downfall. With the newly awakened [Apex Sovereign System], Zane refuses to repeat his past. He will seize every opportunity the Cataclysm provides. He will build a fortress no monster can breach, forge an army from the shadows, claim territories before his enemies even understand their value, and turn his sanctuary into an empire. But the apocalypse is only the beginning. As Zane’s power grows, he begins to uncover the truth behind the Cataclysm and realizes that Earth was never meant to survive. This time, Zane isn’t fighting to survive the end of the world. He’s going to conquer it.

The Trillionaire Tycoon System

Three Chances

After proposing, he broke his promise for the third time at the wedding dress shop. I angrily found him, only to see him embracing his ex , completely naked.

Reincarnation of the strongest ranger god

Light spent ten years of his life helping build Nightvale, one of the strongest guilds in Infinite World, the revolutionary VRMMORPG that changed the global economy forever. He found the hidden dungeons. He solved the boss mechanics. He discovered the secret classes, the rare item locations, and the market trends that made his guild rich and powerful. And when they no longer needed him, they threw him away. Stripped of his position, his influence, and the wealth he deserved, Light spent his final days bitter and forgotten. Then he woke up. Ten years in the past. Eighteen years old again. Three days before Infinite World launches. The game hasn't begun. The economy doesn't exist. The guilds haven't formed. And every secret Light knows hasn't been discovered yet. But he's not dreaming of revenge. He's not trying to save the world. He's not interested in becoming the strongest player alive. Not yet. First, he needs money. Simple, quiet, unremarkable money. Because Infinite World isn't just a game. It's an economy. A society. A way for millions of people to earn real-world Credits while living in a fantasy world. And Light knows exactly where the opportunities are hiding. He just has to be careful not to draw too much attention while he takes them. --- What to expect: · Slow-burn progression with realistic pacing · An intelligent protagonist who plans before he acts · Actual game mechanics, economy, and player behavior · A massive world that expands over time · Money first, power later · Comedy, action, and character development · The slow rise from nobody to someone who matters

The Leon Conglomerate

A modern-day military and history enthusiast is unexpectedly transported back to the 18th century, just years before the outbreak of the Mexican-American War. Even more alarming, he finds himself aligned with the weaker side, deeply entwined with the Mexican military. Determined to change the course of history, he sets out to rebuild Mexico’s army and revive its economy, striving to secure a prosperous future for the nation. With strategy, cunning, and modern knowledge at his disposal, he must lead Mexico to victory in a war that history once deemed lost.

THE VENGEANCE OF ASH Book I — The Ashen Child

CRIMSON NOCTURNE Book I — The Blood, Moon & Iron my other book and Book I — The Crown of Ash and Iron and THE GREAT EUROPEAN WARBOOK I — THE RISE OF THE MARSHAL

FROM SLAVE TO EMPEROR

*FROM SLAVE TO EMPEROR* William Leonard was a war hero. Until he was framed for assaulting the crown princess. Death sentence. Family executed. Everything gone. In the end, the king “pardoned” him — demoting him to slave and sending him to die at the West Frontier. As a final insult, he was forced to marry Princess Aurora, the ice-cold genius who believed he used her to escape slavery. But William isn’t the man they think he is. He remembers another life. And in this life, he has one goal: revenge. Trapped with assassins on every road, bandits in the mountains, and a wife who holds a sword to his throat, William does the impossible. He recruits them. He turns a fraud into a business god. He turns an assassin into a maid. He turns enemies into stepping stones. The West Frontier is broken — drought, refugees, corruption. Perfect. Because a broken land is exactly where an Emperor is born. _“Don’t worry, old fart king. I won’t die until I kill you. And the woman standing beside me? She will be Queen.”_

The Billionaire War God's Return

Five years ago, Adrian Voss was a ghost, an abandoned son, a humiliated nobody cast out of his own powerful family. ‎ ‎Then he vanished. ‎ ‎In those five years, he became a legend in the shadows, the undefeated War God, commander of an elite global force feared by nations and worshipped by soldiers. ‎ ‎Now, he’s back. ‎ ‎But not for glory. ‎ ‎Not for revenge. ‎ ‎At least… that’s what he tells himself. ‎ ‎When Adrian returns to the modern city that once rejected him, he finds everything unchanged, his ex-fiancée married his cousin, his family still sees him as trash, and the powerful elite still rule from the shadows. ‎ ‎What they don’t know? ‎ ‎The man they mocked… now controls unimaginable wealth, unstoppable power, and a network that can bring empires to their knees. ‎ ‎Every insult will be repaid. ‎Every betrayal will be crushed. ‎Every secret will be exposed. ‎ ‎And this time... ‎ ‎Adrian Voss doesn’t forgive.

The Kingdom of Tomorrow

33 Doses Later, the Alpha Begged for Forgiveness.

Lately, I’ve been waking up with wolf bite marks all over my body—different sizes, different depths, scattered like a brutal mosaic. As a werewolf, I’m hypersensitive to the lunar cycle. Every shift in the moon, every ripple under my skin—I feel it all. No bite goes unnoticed. Alpha Derek told me it was because I was special. Said he couldn’t help himself—had to sink his teeth into me. He called it instinct. Said it was the Alpha’s natural urge to claim. Said it was love. But I knew he was full of shit. I studied the wounds. Closely. Carefully. No two were the same. The shape of the jaw, the way the flesh had been torn—it didn’t add up. I counted thirty-two. Thirty-two bites. From thirty-two different wolves. This morning, I was walking down the hallway, holding iced coffees for the underclassmen, when I heard Lily’s bright, sugar-sweet laugh echo around the corner. “Alpha Derek, haven’t you been a little too hard on Amy lately? I mean, yeah, she’s cold and she snapped at me, but you didn’t need to go that far just to defend me. If she ever finds out, she’s totally gonna come for you.” Derek let out a low, guttural chuckle—pure wolf. “Come for me? Please. What the fuck gives her the right? She’s just an Omega struttin’ around like she’s royalty just because she’s got seniority.” He scoffed. “Besides, that moonstone serum I whipped up? It erases her memory clean. She won’t remember a damn thing.” Lily giggled, her voice soft and sweet as venom. “You’re such a bad Alpha. I swear, I’m too nice sometimes. But honestly? Amy’s always walking around like she’s some untouchable Luna. Somebody needs to knock her back into pack order.”

Others Summon Legendary Dragons And Knights, While I Summon OP Slimes

In a world where greatness is measured by the legends one summons—ancient dragons, divine knights, and mythic beasts—Arthur Kingslayer was born a disappointment. When the Talent Discovery Orb flared with countless shifting colors, the kingdom held its breath, certain a prodigy had been revealed. But the verdict was cruel: talentless. Laughter followed. Whispers spread. And for Arthur’s father, the mighty King, shame turned into something far worse. To erase the stain on his bloodline, the king declared a grand hunting festival. The prey was his own son. Driven into the forest like a fleeting beast, Arthur watched helplessly as the only person who ever loved him—his loyal maid, Areal—was beheaded before his eyes by his father himself. Arrows tore into his legs as he fled, blood soaking the earth, yet Arthur refused to die. Dragging his broken body through mud and roots, he collapsed into a narrow pit, hiding there until the sounds of pursuit faded into silence. When he awoke, death had not claimed him. Instead, something else had answered. Before him wobbled a small green slime—weak, ridiculed, and dismissed by the world. At that moment, Arthur’s long-dormant talent panel ignited, its words glowing with an impossible authority: “Slime detected. Initiating bond in response to Slime God Talent.” Abandoned by blood. Branded a failure. Reborn through the weakest summon in existence. As hatred hardens into resolve, Arthur Kingslayer swears vengeance upon the kingdom that tried to erase him. In a world obsessed with legends, he will rise through what they scorn most—and prove that even a slime tamer can devour gods.

From Alpha’s Luna to Alpha of My Own Life

Everyone said I was the fated mate of Alpha Daniel, the president of Silvermoon Group. During the university's anniversary performance, my solo dance captivated this young werewolf heir at first sight. Daniel pursued me from freshman year to junior year, and I was eventually moved by his patience and sincerity, finally accepting his courtship. After graduation, we held an extravagant bonding ceremony and officially became mates. At the wedding, Alpha Ryan of the Greyback pack quipped, "To marry your fated mate, kid, you've got it made." In the third year of our marriage, I gave birth to our little wolf pup. During the nursing period, I was swollen and exhausted. It was then that Freya Bloodthorn, who had pursued Daniel for five years, returned. She was the princess of the Bloodthorn pack, with fiery red lips, radiant and flamboyant, like a blooming rose. Every gesture exuded captivating charm. The way she looked at Daniel, a mix of heat and a touch of grievance, as if recounting the entanglements of the past.

MY LOST LOVE HIDDEN SECRETS.

After Divorcing and Going Abroad, Artist Wife Regretted

At a dinner party, the genius artist's wife used her hands insured for millions to crack open crabs for her male assistant. It was just to coax her without an appetite to eat something. And when I was drinking to the point of vomiting blood to get her investments, I asked her to fetch me some stomach medicine. She outright refused: 'My hands are for painting, don't you have your own hands?' For ten years, she couldn’t even be bothered to change her rejection phrasing. That day, sobered by the cold wind, I asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. Shen Xiaolan, in this rushed and chaotic world, we are no longer on the same path. At a dinner party, the genius artist's wife used her hands insured for millions to crack open crabs for her male assistant. It was just to coax her without an appetite to eat something. And when I was drinking to the point of vomiting blood to get her investments, I asked her to fetch me some stomach medicine. She outright refused: 'My hands are for painting, don't you have your own hands?' For ten years, she couldn’t even be bothered to change her rejection phrasing. That day, sobered by the cold wind, I asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. Shen Xiaolan, in this rushed and chaotic world, we are no longer on the same path. At a dinner party, the genius artist's wife used her hands insured for millions to crack open crabs for her male assistant. It was just to coax her without an appetite to eat something. And when I was drinking to the point of vomiting blood to get her investments, I asked her to fetch me some stomach medicine. She outright refused: 'My hands are for painting, don't you have your own hands?' For ten years, she couldn’t even be bothered to change her rejection phrasing. That day, sobered by the cold wind, I asked a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement. Shen Xiaolan, in this rushed and chaotic world, we are no longer on the same path.