Naga Male

After three years of marriage, I believed I had the perfect family. My wife, Sarah, was gentle and caring, and our son was bright and adorable. On a rare day when I finished work early, I arrived home to find Sarah asleep, slumped tiredly by the crib. My heart went out to her, and I decided to carry her to our bedroom. As I approached, Sarah's phone screen suddenly lit up. A message appeared: “Sarah, is our son asleep?"

Five years after I died, Delia—my wife, a doctor—tried to dump her first love's new mess on me again. She stormed into my old place, waving some fake agreement with my name on it, but all she found was dust. Panicking, she ran downstairs and cornered the shop owner. "William?" he said. "He's been dead five years. Heard the family of that malpractice case found him. Stabbed him up bad." Delia laughed it off, like the guy was making it up. "So what if he got suspended? He's still sulking over that?" She rolled her eyes. "Tell him this—he's got three days. If he doesn't show, I'm cutting off his sister's cancer treatment." She muttered something ugly, slammed the door, and left. The shop owner just watched her go, shaking his head. "There's no sister left," he said quietly. "She died years ago... couldn't pay for treatment."

In the third year after my death, the one who remained faithfully by my wife's side was still the bionic robot I had painstakingly designed. It looked exactly like me and carried within it every detail of my mannerisms, speech, and habits. The only difference was that it never lost its temper with her. Because of that, my wife never sensed anything amiss. Yet each night, she brought home a different man, deliberately testing "me," desperate to see the wild jealousy and rage I once wore so vividly. Then, one day, her childhood sweetheart and first love, shoved "me" off the balcony. It was only then, in her horror, that my wife realized… "I" didn't bleed.

Dari Budak Menjadi Penguasa Dunia!! Zhao Ning, seorang pemuda malang yang takdirnya berubah saat ia tanpa sengaja terperangkap dan menjadi budak di Gunung Hitam, sebuah tempat mengerikan yang dikuasai oleh Raja Iblis Levanor. Mendapat banyak Penderitaan, ketidakadilan, dan kebenencian di sepanjang hidupnya. Diabaikan dan ditolak oleh semua orang di manapun dia berada. Bukan hanya tubuhnya yang terluka, tetapi hatinya juga penuh dengan luka yang mendalam. Namun, segalanya berubah ketika dirinya dilempar ke kolam darah api yang ada di gunung hitam untuk menjadi tumbal pengorbanan darah, kunci segel hitam yang menyegel Roh Kaisar Legendaris di dalam tubuhnya hancur. Kekuatan Roh Kaisar Legendaris yang mendominasi bangkit dalam dirinya. Pengetahuan, teknik, dan keterampilan dari Roh Kaisar Legendaris yang telah ada selama miliaran tahun mengalir masuk ke pikiran dan tubuhnya, mengubahnya dengan cara yang misterius.

Penyerangan Sekte Iblis Merah membuat Feng Guang kehilangan segalanya. Desa tempat klannya tinggal hangus terbakar, ayah juga pamannya tewas dengan cara yang kejam. Namun, ada satu hal yang tidak benar-benar hilang dari Feng Guang, yakni sebuah warisan yang diberikan sang ayah sebelum kematian menghampirinya. Sebuah gulungan yang berisikan peta menuju Kitab Yongshi. Kitab yang ditengarai dicari-cari semua orang untuk mendapatkan semua kekuatan. Bagi Feng Guang warisan ini bukan hanya tentang kekuatan, tetapi juga tentang pembalasan dendam terhadap kelompok rahasia yang telah meluluh lantakkan desa dan merenggut kehidupan ayahnya. Mampukah Feng Guang menemukan kitab tersebut berbekal pada gulungan yang diberikannya? Bagaimana Feng Guang yang lemah berjuang menjadi kuat untuk bisa meraih semua tujuannya dan membalaskan dendam atas kematian ayahnya?

LEGENDA RAJA PENDEKAR Kisah perjalanan seorang pendekar muda bernama Jiu Long, hingga mencapai tingkat derajat tertinggi di dunia kependekaran saat itu. Menjadi orang nomor 1 di dunia persilatan dan mendapat julukan RAJA PENDEKAR.

Dia adalah seorang transmigran dari bumi yang mati kecelakaan dan pindah ke dunia kultivasi dimana kekuatan adalah segalanya. Menghuni tubuh seorang yang lemah, dia kini bangkit untuk membungkam semua yang menindasnya. Keputusannya untuk mempercayai seorang penjual buku yang dianggap penipu oleh banyak orang, membuat dia bisa mempelajari ilmu hebat yang kelak akan mengantarkan dia menjadi yang terbaik di dunia kultivasi.

On our wedding night, my wife demanded that I wear a blindfold. She said her body was meant only for her true love. The words hit me like a bucket of ice water, and I snapped, "Are you my wife or his?" She shot back even louder, defiance blazing in her eyes. "I married you. Does that mean I have to show you my body? Coercion is still coercion, even in marriage. My body is only for Matt to see because you simply don't deserve it." Later, she said she wanted to truly be my wife. I found myself thinking she wasn't worthy anymore.

I had my meal and was about to leave my sister's restaurant, but the manager stopped me. "Sorry, sir, but you haven't paid your tab." I never saw this guy before. He probably had no idea who I was. Kindly, I explained, "Put it on your boss' tab. She knows what to do." The manager instead gave me a look of derision. "Sir, we're a 3-star Michelin restaurant. We do not put anyone's bill on another person's tab." He handed me an itemized bill. The guy had it ready and printed. I went through the list. The meal alone cost 75 grand. The 'dining utensil gleam maintenance fee' ran up to 45 hundred. There was also an exclusive air purifier fee, which would cost 75 hundred. And there was a 'VIP calm headspace service fee' that ran up to 15 grand. Those were the ones that stood out, but they were far from the last. I had no idea my sister was running an extortion gig. Mirthlessly, I laughed. "I'm your boss' brother. Tell her she's talking to me when she comes home." The manager did not let me go. "Just say you can't afford it. You're not the first one to try and claim you know Ms. Grayheim. I know leeches like you well enough." I texted my secretary. 'Tell my sister she either fires this guy, or I pull my funds out.'

I made the decision to break up with Layla Freeman as I opened my eyes once more. She wanted to take Charles Jones and his son home so she could take care of them, so I would logically leave. I had a lot of arguments with Layla in my former life because of Charles and his son. She paid for Charles’ son’s wedding using the money I had saved for my retirement. Ultimately, the bitter cold killed me in the winter. When Layla found out about that, she was not filled with sadness. Rather, she accused me of dying on her godson’s wedding day. I would leave her and not have anything to do with her in this life.