Modern Books for Men
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
/0/32215/coverorgin.jpg?v=e86ba2294850b90827dd8bac72012d32&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rise Of The Abandoned Son.
Abandoned as a baby, Trevor Rowe is no stranger to rejection, but he hits rock bottom when he finds out his partner's betrayal. Just trying to get by, he encounters a stranger, and his life turns around for good. Or for bad? Will his new found life and fortune be his undoing, or will he rise above it all and thrive?/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!!!/0/24116/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?/0/59162/coverorgin.jpg?v=35926e6e093f15633b4d1c400fc18061&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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."/0/24125/coverorgin.jpg?v=236e28a86c2849076b463723c3a95f76&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/37104/coverorgin.jpg?v=68d10420ed630a7c9feef6ac04379d00&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/51384/coverorgin.jpg?v=b0913f47a46f2d489016aaecaa977884&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Complicated Life
Rudy Gray's mother was a famous actress,who everyone believed died in a car accident but she was actually killed right in front of him when he was little. No matter how hard he tries to report to the cops or his mom's friend and coworkers about her death they won't believe him, thinking the kid is saying nonsense,so he decided to seek revenge. On his path for revenge,he ended up getting killed by the man who he believed was on his side. But luckily he was rescued./0/65025/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e1c5a6c1a447121269143708ed86f41&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Son-in-law Dominance
Ken Buckle had once faced a hundred enemies alone, single-handedly elevating his Nation to the pinnacle of the world. But just as Ken Buckle was hailed as the unparalleled war god, the world assumed he would ascend to the peak of Laiming Nation, standing on the world stage. Then came a shocking piece of news. Ken Buckle, the illustrious war god of Laiming Nation, retired, he turned into an ordinary security guard and became the son-in-law of the richest man. People bullied him and humiliated him. See how he slaps people in the face with force and status. Since this is the empire I founded, let's see how I stir it up!/0/46858/coverorgin.jpg?v=686a1b497588f682bc07aa7ba16c632e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rejected Son-in-law's Revenge
Caleb endured years of feeling like a nobody, facing neglect from his wife, Olivia, and her family who judged him based on his financial status. He lived a life filled with misery, holding onto the hope that someday they would embrace him for who he was. However, when Olivia divorced him and her family disowned him, Caleb's life took a dramatic twist. He discovered that he was the rightful heir to the city's largest company. Now, as Olivia seeks reconciliation, the question arises: Will he return to his past life, or will he seek retribution for the years of suffering he endured?/0/18308/coverorgin.jpg?v=72d67862bbd8eca142f0de1f1616534a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mighty Soldier King
Former special forces soldier Peter Wang is tasked to serve as a security guard in one of Golden City's top firms to protect his beautiful employer, Bella Song. As a fighter who survived the grueling life in the military, he dismissed the job as menial and simple. Little did he know, he gravely miscalculated. At the heart of a seemingly peaceful city, Peter found himself treading dangerously through vicious gangs and atrocious personalities while winning the hearts of several beautiful women along the way --the elusive Bella, esteemed Amelia, sweet Elaine, youthful Shelly, gentle Lisa, and more. Who can defeat our Mighty Soldier King? Read to find out./1/114021/coverorgin.jpg?v=a81125f52c7718f3a813304fb9f6f42a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Husband Returns To The Top
For three years, Connor lived as a ghost. A crippled, useless Uber driver, enduring a self-imposed exile orchestrated by his dying grandfather's will to prove he was worthy of the Hoffman empire. He even married into the wealthy Barlowe family, becoming their favorite punching bag. On the very last day of his test, his final Uber passengers slid into the backseat. It was his wife, Genevieve, and her wealthy lover. They didn't recognize him behind his mask. Right there in his rearview mirror, they kissed hungrily, mocking her "pathetic loser" of a husband and plotting to dump him after her sister's wedding. The next day at the wedding, they didn't just want a divorce. They wanted to publicly crucify him. Her lover framed Connor as a violent, cheating degenerate. They rallied the city's elite, getting his Uber manager to publicly fire him and convincing the entire ballroom to blacklist him from every job, apartment, and business in Ninverton. They even brought in an arrogant Vice President from the Hoffman Group to publicly declare Connor was a fraud, sealing his social execution. Standing alone in that lobby, surrounded by the mocking laughter of the people who had trampled on his dignity for a thousand days, Connor felt the last shred of his patience burn away. They were so utterly, hopelessly blind. Then, his encrypted phone rang. "Mr. Wise, the test is officially over. You are now the Global CEO of the Hoffman Group." Connor looked at his cheating wife and the arrogant elites laughing at his demise. He dropped the signed divorce papers on the table. The game was over. The slaughter was about to begin./0/40374/coverorgin.jpg?v=0db12381e42bc75436c2b78dcf25f22c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unworthy Husband Comes Back
Five years ago, he upped and left his wife without informing her. He had always felt unworthy. As a result, he decided to go and become a better man. It took him five whole years of daily hard work. When he was satisfied, he returned as a powerful and honorable man. He intended to start a family with his wife. But he got back to meet the greatest shocker of his life. He actually had a daughter!/0/51407/coverorgin.jpg?v=941714e32a59abbd35a5dc6f32dfe660&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Amorous Doctor
Ding Ning was just an ordinary youngster from a small border town in southwest China, but he had learned tremendous medical skills from his masters since his childhood. After graduating from college, he stayed in Ninghai City and tried to seek a job in a hospital there, but things did not go well at first. However, he accidentally saved Shen Muqing who was from a rich and powerful family, and then got involved in the confrontation between Ninghai special police team and a mysterious organization called Vampire Mercenary Group in order to protect Ling Yun who was his landlord’s daughter. It became the turning point of his life. After that, he started an incredible adventure during which he would find out the real identities of his father and masters and discover the secrets behind the mysterious organization Vampire Mercenary Group and the special weapons and tactics team Dragon Soul… The story tells about how he opened nine apertures, fought with rogues, chased after various pretty girls and established a rich and powerful family by himself. He climbed up to the peak of his life step by step, and finally became medical sovereign./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."/0/47531/coverorgin.jpg?v=163d03fb2a17d75850541b8e3ed07b39&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Your Savage Son-in-law Is Back!
Synopsis: Young master Dominic Thales was once a respected figure in his family’s wealthy empire but he fell into a coma after a mysterious accident that left him incapacitated for three years. During his coma, his newly wedded wife Brielle, who was six months pregnant at the time of the accident, received unwavering support from Dominic’s family. However, tragedy struck the Thales group, sending their fortunes into doom. With the financial crisis, Brielle was forcefully separated from her husband and her newly borns were taken under by her family. Seven long years later, Dominic awakens, but he is no longer the revered young master. His beloved wife is gone, and his kids are under a different name. Determined to reclaim his family, wealth, and the love he lost, Dominic fights back at his in-laws./1/106585/coverorgin.jpg?v=763bae030e221f4730d1d82cf9590c25&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Master Of Deception's Richest Game
I spent three years playing the perfect "placeholder" boyfriend for a billionaire’s rebellious daughter. I was the safety net, the companion, and the professional distraction paid to keep her out of trouble until she reached her "real" future. But the moment she turned twenty-one, her father slid a fifty-thousand-dollar check across a polished mahogany desk and told me I was a defective appliance being disposed of. He demanded I sign a non-disclosure agreement and disappear forever, treating my years of service like a common trash pickup. I walked out of the estate with a face full of tragic longing, making sure the security cameras caught my wet eyes. But the second the iron gates slammed shut, I wiped my face and opened "Proxy," a high-end app for the 1% who need hired bodies for their dirty emotional work. I didn't have the luxury of a broken heart; I had a foster home to roof and dialysis bills to pay. My next gig was a "hazard pay" nightmare with Antoinette Lowe, a cold-blooded professor who used me as a vessel for her grief. One hour I was wearing a five-thousand-dollar tuxedo while she hurled porcelain vases at my head, screaming about the man who left her at the altar. The next, she had me in a French maid outfit, scrubbing her kitchen floors on my hands and knees while she mocked my dignity. I became her ghost, her servant, and her scripted lover, whispering "you are breathtaking" for a five-hundred-dollar bonus while a silent timer vibrated on my wrist. I lived my life in fragments: a silent audience for a violent cellist by night, and a commanding voice on a headset for a girl who couldn't sleep. I was everyone’s everything, yet I was becoming a man with no face of my own. I realized then that these people didn't want a human; they wanted a mirror that didn't bleed. Antoinette started believing the lies I sold her, convinced she was my muse instead of my paycheck. She didn't see the calculation in my eyes or the way I analyzed her every weakness just to stay in character. "I am whatever you need me to be, Ms. Lowe," I told her, my voice a perfect mask of devotion. The obsession is growing, the roles are bleeding together, and the danger is peaking. But as long as the deposit clears, I’ll keep playing the game until there’s nothing left of me to sell./0/42674/coverorgin.jpg?v=e97373e5291a901949b6f26ab8f0489e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
