Modern Books for Men
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Broken to billionaire: A vengeful return
Betrayed by his own family and left for dead, Desmond Ashford lost everything-his inheritance, his identity, his past, and even his memory. Forced to endure years of humiliation as a lowly live-in son-in-law, he later gets divorced by his wife and finally regains his memory and discovers the shocking truth: he is the rightful heir to an empire. With unlimited power and wealth at his fingertips, Desmond embarks on a path of vengeance, destroying those who wronged him. But just as victory seems near, a shocking revelation changes everything-his supposed brother was never family, and the mother he thought was long dead might still be alive./0/60405/coverorgin.jpg?v=bacae26c403b741d2d78d05da89866d8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Secrets Of The Worthless Husband
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret./0/17856/coverorgin.jpg?v=edfdaebb67fb32901b5d1d91cb8c0a4f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The last survivor
The world as we knew it ended in the year 2087. It wasn't a sudden event, but rather a gradual decline. The environment was deteriorating, and the weather patterns were becoming more and more extreme. The governments of the world were too busy fighting each other to pay attention to the warning signs. By the time they realized what was happening, it was too late. The Earth was no longer habitable, and the few remaining humans were forced to flee to space stations orbiting the planet. One of those humans was a young woman named Samantha. She was born on one of the space stations and had never set foot on Earth. Samantha had always been fascinated by the stories her parents told her about the planet, and she dreamed of one day exploring it. But that dream was shattered when Samantha's space station was destroyed in a freak accident. She was the only survivor. For months, Samantha drifted through space, scavenging what she could from other abandoned stations. She knew that her chances of survival were slim, but she refused to give up. Finally, after months of drifting, Samantha's luck changed. She discovered a functioning space shuttle with enough supplies to sustain her for years. She knew that her best chance of survival was to find a new home, somewhere she could start over. Samantha spent months searching for a habitable planet, but most of them were either too hot or too cold. Finally, she came across a planet that was almost perfect. It had a breathable atmosphere, and the environment was similar to Earth's. Samantha landed her shuttle and set up camp in a nearby forest. She spent her days exploring the planet, searching for food and water, and trying to find any other signs of life. As the days turned into weeks, Samantha started to become more and more isolated. She missed the company of other humans and longed for someone to share her experiences with. One day, while out on a hike, Samantha stumbled upon a cave. As she explored the cave, she heard a strange noise coming from deeper inside. Curiosity getting the better of her, Samantha followed the noise until she came across a hidden chamber. Inside the chamber, Samantha discovered a strange device, unlike anything she had ever seen before. As she examined the device, she accidentally activated it, and a bright light filled the room. When the light faded, Samantha found herself standing in the middle of a bustling city. The people around her were all dressed in strange clothes, and the buildings were unlike anything she had ever seen before. Samantha was confused and frightened, but the people around her were welcoming. They explained to her that the device she had activated was a time machine, and she had been transported back in time to the year 2021. Samantha was amazed by the world she found herself in. She had always been fascinated by history, and now she had the opportunity to experience it firsthand. She spent months exploring the city, learning about the people and the culture. But Samantha knew that she couldn't stay in the past forever. She had a mission to complete, to find a new home for humanity. With the help of the people she had met in the past, Samantha set out to find a way to transport herself back to her own time. It wasn't easy, but Samantha eventually found a way to recreate the time machine and return to her own time. When she arrived back in the year 2087, Samantha was greeted with a sight she had never expected to see. The Earth was green again, the skies were clear, and the environment had been restored. Samantha knew that she had succeeded in her mission. She had found a new home for humanity, a planet that was once again habitable. She knew that there were still challenges ahead, but she was determined to face them head-on. And so, the last survivor became the first of a new generation. The future was uncertain, but Samantha was ready to face it. She knew that if she could survive the end of the world, she could survive anything. Chapter 2 Samantha spent the next few years exploring her new home, mapping the terrain, and studying the flora and fauna. She was amazed at how quickly the planet had recovered from the damage caused by humanity. As she explored, Samantha came across small pockets of human survivors who had managed to eke out a living on the planet. They welcomed her with open arms, and Samantha was glad to have company once again. Together, they worked to build a new society, one that was built on the principles of sustainability and cooperation. They knew that they couldn't make the same mistakes their ancestors had made, and they were determined to create a better world. Samantha took on a leadership role, using her knowledge and experience to guide the new society. She was respected and admired by the people, who saw her as a symbol of hope and perseverance. But despite the progress they had made, there were still challenges to be faced. The survivors/0/27556/coverorgin.jpg?v=287cf386f550330ba69b182ca46a6c3f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Warehouse Treasure Hunting: Start With The Crown Of Thorns
I joined the Warehouse Treasure Hunting hoping to afford my aunt's treatment. It didn't take long before things quickly turned complicated. "Apologies, Reverend, but these isn't the real Crown of Thorns in my hand! They are just thorns!" "Your Royal Highness, this is not King Arthur's Excalibur. These are just two pieces of iron!" "And you, lady who claims to be a vampire, leave me alone. I don't have the blood of your ancestor, Cain!" I looked at these strange people with a confused face. Didn't I just buy some ordinary warehouses?!/1/112972/coverorgin.jpg?v=1dfdbc0bd6afa9074bcbed607c6c7b40&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Superstar System: Rise To Stardom
After dying in an accident, Alex awakens in another world in the body of a poor student who was betrayed by both his girlfriend and his best friend, then beaten to death in a dark alley. A mysterious stone that followed him across worlds awakens the Superstar System, turning effort and discipline into growth. Carrying two lives' worth of regret and one unfinished dream, Alex steps onto the path of fame, determined to rise from nothing and reach the stage that once felt impossible./1/104681/coverorgin.jpg?v=85c1f5bf1435b73b306ad1d728f4236b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Midas Protocol: Seducing My Rival's Wife
I sat in the freezing conference room, my knuckles white as I strangled a cheap plastic pen. Outside, Manhattan was weeping in the gray rain, but inside, the air was sterile and dead. I stared at the polished mahogany table, seeing the distorted reflection of a man who hadn't slept in forty-eight hours—a man about to sign his own divorce papers. Across from me, my wife Linda wouldn't even look at me. She was too busy drumming her fingers near a diamond ring that cost more than I had made in the last five years combined. Then the door swung open, and Simon Thorne walked in. The billionaire heir didn't say a word; he just walked behind Linda and placed a heavy, possessive hand on her shoulder, marking her as his. "Let's wrap this up," Simon said, checking his Patek Philippe with the bored tone of a man ordering a coffee he didn't want. Linda finally looked through me like I was a ghost and told me to stop dragging this out. She whispered that I couldn't even afford myself anymore, a physical punch to the gut given I’d lost my job three weeks ago. After I signed, Simon flicked a business card at me, mockingly offering me a job as a doorman for minimum wage. I walked out into the downpour, shivering in a suit I couldn't afford to dry clean. My phone vibrated with a text from my landlord: "Pack your things. Keys by tonight or I’m calling the cops." I stood on the corner of 5th Avenue with exactly $42.18 to my name, watching Simon kiss my wife through the glass wall of the penthouse. I was thirty, homeless, and drowning in a city of lions. I wanted to roar until my throat bled, but I just stood there, a drowned rat in a world of predators. How could I have lost everything so fast? Why was the woman who promised to stay through "for poorer" now leaning into the arms of the man who just humiliated me? Suddenly, my phone screen exploded with a blinding golden light. An app called the Midas Protocol installed itself, declaring poverty a disease and itself the cure. With one tap, a million dollars bypassed a federal hold and hit my account, and a "Nemesis Card" appeared in my digital inventory. I didn't hesitate. I typed Simon Thorne’s name into the vengeance algorithm and hit execute. The game had officially changed./0/24116/coverorgin.jpg?v=eec81529a7e2c70d240d599f92f0b7d5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Embolden star
The romantic love story between Micheal. L and Rosie. Love at the first sight story; Micheal is a business tycoon while Rosie is a college student working in a fast-food restaurant after her parents kicked her out of the house after being ashamed because of her as she was imprisoned in the case of murdering a girl; who used to be her classmate. Did she kill someone or it was someone plan?/1/106246/coverorgin.jpg?v=9dbebf7bf0a8774340ffea625d0b88cb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound By The Legacy Pact: My Protector
The crystal chandeliers of the Plaza Hotel screamed money, framing the wedding of Chelsea Grimes and Julian Davidson as the ultimate corporate merger. But as the officiant prepared to unite two of the city's most powerful dynasties, the heavy double doors didn't just open-they exploded inward. Gideon Combs stood in the wreckage, a man in a frayed trench coat and grime-caked boots, looking like a stain on a pristine canvas. He wasn't there to object; he was there to enforce a "Legacy Pact," coldly informing the bride that her debt to a dead man hadn't been fulfilled and she didn't get to walk away. In seconds, the ballroom turned into a butchery as Gideon dismantled elite bodyguards with nothing but a broken wine bottle, eventually sending the groom flying into a tower of shattering champagne glass. When the military arrived, the room expected a firing squad, but instead, a four-star General snapped a sharp salute to the "vagrant," calling him a national asset. My family, the Singletons, saw this as a threat rather than a salvation; when I chose to stand by Gideon, my own grandmother stripped me of my keys, my cards, and my inheritance, casting me out into the pouring rain. I couldn't wrap my head around why the world's most powerful men trembled at the mention of Gideon's mentor, or what secret was etched into the black iron ring on his finger. I had traded my billionaire lifestyle for a man who looked like a drifter but fought like a god, and I had no idea if he was my protector or my ultimate ruin. As we stood on the sidewalk with nothing but twelve dollars and the clothes on our backs, Gideon's phone buzzed with a half-million-dollar bounty already active on the dark web. He didn't flinch; he just looked at the shadows closing in and whispered. "Game on."/1/106247/coverorgin.jpg?v=c57e069b906f986aaa0b250b4086526e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Discarded Husband's Spectacular Comeback
I spent three hours searing the perfect wagyu steak and chilling a bottle of 1996 Dom Pérignon for our anniversary. My wife, Evelin, texted me saying she was stuck in a late board meeting. "Don't wait up." But a bank alert on my phone told a different story: a $5,600 charge at a VIP lounge in the Meatpacking District. When I tracked her down, I didn't find her in a boardroom; I found her sitting on my business partner's lap, laughing as he fed her chocolate-covered strawberries. When I confronted them, Evelin didn't even look guilty. She called me hysterical and a "prude" for interrupting their night. Hank mocked me to my face, calling me a pathetic "trophy husband" who was probably home ironing napkins while they were out having real fun. When I finally snapped and defended my dignity, my own wife slapped me across the face and had her security throw me out like trash. "You are nothing without the Carney name. You're a stray I picked up." By the time I hit the sidewalk, she had frozen all our joint accounts and blacklisted my name from every major firm in the city. I had spent ten years managing her family's billions and fixing the books her lover messed up, only to be left with ten dollars in my pocket and a suitcase full of dusty law books. She thinks I'm a broken man who will come crawling back to beg for mercy just to afford a meal. I realized then that our marriage was just a corpse I'd been dragging around, and she was the monster who had killed it years ago. I felt the sting of her slap and the weight of her betrayal, wondering how I could have been so blind to the person I shared a bed with. Standing in a cramped apartment in Queens, I blocked her number and called a "shark" lawyer I hadn't spoken to since law school. "I'm the biggest shark in the tank, Dom. Let her try to ruin you." Evelin thinks she took everything, but she forgot one thing: I'm the one who knows exactly where the bodies are buried in her family's ledgers. The war has just begun./1/106248/coverorgin.jpg?v=5684c969e6115dc505ea47082570f78e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Madam: Your Husband Quit
For two years, I was Hillary Mitchell's trophy husband-a velvet cushion in public, a parasite in whispers. All part of a contract. The day it ended, I dropped my ring and walked away. I thought I was free. But freedom was a lie. Hillary froze my $5 million, leaving me broke and forced to protect spoiled heiress Brielle Harris. Now I'm trapped between two cages: Hillary's mansion and Brielle's campus. A "simp" by day, a pawn by night. Then Hillary saw us together. She didn't just want me back-she wanted to own me. She dug up my sealed past: the foster violence, the suicide attempt. "You belong to this family forever," she whispered, eyes hungry. That's when I snapped. I tore both contracts apart. If I'm going to be a monster... I'll be the one they never see coming./1/106249/coverorgin.jpg?v=8cca9622d357546a1be015d544e8f5bb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ex-Wife, Please Have Some Self-Respect
I was driving through a rainstorm in upstate New York, pushing my old Volvo to the limit just to pick up a Dior gown for my wife, Catarina. She needed it for a gala tonight, where she planned to spend the evening standing next to the man she actually loved, Atticus Deleon. The truck hit me head-on, crossing the center line and sending my car rolling down an embankment in a shriek of twisted metal and shattered glass. As the steering column crushed my chest, my brain didn't see a white light; it was pried open by a digital tsunami, flooding my mind with the "Quantum Archive"-billions of data points on surgery, high-frequency trading, and combat. I woke up in the ICU with three broken ribs and a concussion, but the only thing waiting for me was a screaming voicemail from my wife's assistant. "Jorden, where the hell are you? Catarina has been waiting for thirty minutes! You are so incompetent it's actually impressive." There was no "Are you okay?" or "Are you alive?"-only fury over a ruined dress and a missing tie. While I was being resuscitated, my wife was on Instagram, singing "Endless Love" with Atticus and laughing at my "tantrum." She even called the family lawyer to freeze my credit cards, wanting to make sure I couldn't even buy a coffee without her permission. For three years, I had been the "useful husband," the doormat who apologized whenever she stepped on my toes. But the accident had overwritten my desperation with cold, hard logic, and I realized I had almost died for a woman who viewed me as a liability with a negative return on investment. When Catarina finally stormed into my hospital room to demand an apology for ruining her night, I didn't look at her with the usual puppy-dog eyes. I looked at her with ice in my veins and handed her a manila envelope I had drafted myself. "Sign the divorce papers, Ms. Evans. I'm done being your canary."/0/37104/coverorgin.jpg?v=68d10420ed630a7c9feef6ac04379d00&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Ancestral heir Ethan's revenge
After enduring three years of marriage to an unfaithful wife, Ethan Sinclair's world shatters when he catches his wife, Maya Reynolds, in a compromising position with the West heir, Tony West, a well-known Tycoon of the west. The betrayal leads to a tumultuous confrontation where Maya requests a divorce, setting the stage for a night of unexpected discoveries. In a twist of fate, Ethan learns that he is the heir to an ancestral legacy. As the divorce is finalized, Maya, consumed by regret, returns seeking forgiveness and a second chance, pleading, "I was wrong. Can you please take me back?" However, Ethan, haunted by betrayal, delivers a resolute response: "It's too late."/0/95926/coverorgin.jpg?v=798bda284c0194c4de815668d73517a5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BEYOND BETRAYAL: WAR WITHOUT END
Betrayed by his own family, Carrick Aurum Gale was left for dead. But death was only the beginning. Reborn with a powerful system, Erebus, Carrick rises from the ashes to reclaim his rightful place as the most powerful Mafia Lord. With ruthless determination and cunning strategy, he builds a new empire, the Zenith Family, and sets his sights on vengeance against those who wronged him. The streets will run red, allegiances will be tested, and the very foundations of power will be shaken. The boy who was once discarded will become the master of his own destiny. Witness the unrelenting ascent of Aurum Zenith, the Mafia Lord who will stop at nothing to claim his throne./0/61980/coverorgin.jpg?v=cd83a4048f7e544ef0a43db91063053e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
TRILLIONAIRE SON-IN-LAW IN DISGUISE
"Just sign the divorce paper and get out of my life for good, you worthless man!" Rose yelled at her husband, Michael with disgust. Michael had always been badly treated like rags by both his wife and in-laws just because he was poor. Rose, his wife, kicked him out of her life for good, but just as things were becoming tough for Michael. Just an encounter automatically changed his entire life for good. Now, read how he takes revenge on those who once humiliated him......./0/29129/coverorgin.jpg?v=6221dc2b3f6a3a16f6585ac037acba2b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rag To Riches: My Crazy Awesome Life
On the third anniversary with my girlfriend, with an expensive ring and a LV bag, I planned to propose to her. But shockingly, I caught her cheating on me. Albeit heartbroken, I chose to break up with her. But right after that, I got bound in a mysterious system. As long as I finished the task given by the system, I could immediately get rewarded with a Maybach 62S worth tens of millions of dollars. From then on, I had been leading a perfectly luxurious life. I humiliated my materialistic ex-girlfriend and the system rewarded me with a billion dollars. It continued on and on. Afterward, after finishing more tasks of successfully humiliating someone, I was rewarded with an opportunity to change my appearance into the highest level and an entertainment enterprise worth ten billion dollars. When I became the chairman of a company, the director's daughter was shocked to see me. "Dad, what is he doing here? Tell the security to throw him out!" she ordered. Wiping his sweat, the director answered in a shaky voice, "I can't do that. He's the new owner of our company. He's actually the one that has the right to fire me!" Wanted to know more of my story? Just read on./0/33041/coverorgin.jpg?v=b8b23c96c0959d5a030e12572a4e13c7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Glorious Life Of Mr. Smith
Ever since I was a child, I had always been poor. Every time I came home from school, I would be met with the sight of my father busying himself in the kitchen. From my earliest recollection, I would always remember my father wearing his old factory uniforms in the house. His hair was snow-white and he had very dark skin. He would usually smoke cheap cigarettes and the car he drove around was a Santana which was a real wreck. Despite all our hardships, my father threw himself into his work for 18 years and raised me to his best abilities, and I ended up not disappointing him as I managed to get into a very good university. Because I came from poverty, I had to work a part-time job in order to pay the high tuition fees. I knew my classmates must’ve looked down on me because I was so poor, but I did my best to not let that bother me. On the day of my 18th birthday, my father announced that he was going to give me a birthday present and that he would bring it to me in person. That day I saw my father in a new light. My father’s coarse snow-white head had turned shiny black. He had replaced his tattered clothes with expensive Givenchy suits, and he even wore a Patek Philippe watch around his wrist. The old Santana was now a limited edition Rolls Royce. I stared at my father with bewildered eyes and asked him in an incredulous voice, “Dad, is our family really the richest in the world right now?” My father took out a Mayan Sicars cigar worth $500,000, lit it, and blew out a smoke ring. “Son, I know you’ve suffered a lot for the past 18 years, and I feel ashamed that I couldn’t have provided more for you. I want you to take this ten million as pocket money first. You can ask me for more later if it’s not enough!”/0/90297/coverorgin.jpg?v=5b78ec9a5e44dcc5af095cd985d1ba97&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Slade to Herondale: A Son-in-law's Rise to Power
The sound of screeching tires dragged his attention and a line of at least seven exotic cars drove towards his direction. "Greetings young master Herondale!" they chorused, bowing their heads. "What?!" He asked, confused. "You've got the wrong person." * * * * * Maltreated, insulted, humiliated, and poor, Allen Slade still hangs under the wings of his wife and her family-the same people who wouldn't hesitate to embarrass him because he has no choice. On the day of his wedding anniversary, after getting a gift for his wife with his last cash, Allen bumps into her in bed with her boss. She informs him of her engagement with her boss and chases him out to the cold street, leaving him broken and homeless. But fate has other plans. Men in black rush towards him, unveiling a whole new information. He is the heir to a vast fortune and his biological family wants him back! The once humiliated Allen Slade becomes Allen Herondale In two minutes! What happens when his ex-wife and family finds out? You guessed right. They come crawling back!!!/0/86700/coverorgin.jpg?v=a4adf43d79e85a4875ca9c981490b0bf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
