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(GL) The 3rd Imperial Princess Will Rule the World!

The empire rejoices at the birth of its youngest princess, Minato Miyamoto—a girl with jet-black hair and piercing purple eyes, the only child to inherit the beauty of her late mother. Beloved by all, she seems innocent, fragile… and utterly unassuming. But Minato hides a secret no one could imagine: she is the reincarnation of the Demon King, the very being who once sought to plunge the world into chaos. The hero who defeated her in her past life claimed victory… but Minato survived, reborn into the body of a princess, carrying all the memories, cunning, and power of her former self. Gifted with Dark Magic that can absorb and consume even the purest of light, and Gravity Magic that bends the very laws of the world, Minato walks a delicate line between her royal duties and her hidden ambitions. In public, she is the perfect princess, adored by the emperor, her siblings, and the people of the empire. In private, she is a calculating prodigy, plotting, training, and mastering powers that could make her unstoppable. The former Hero, once celebrated as the savior of humanity, has become something far more dangerous—a tyrant determined to reshape the world under human supremacy. Now, Minato must prepare to confront the one who defeated her, all while navigating court politics, sibling rivalries, and the delicate illusions of her “perfect” royal life. The youngest princess may appear fragile… but the world has yet to see the Demon King awaken. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ TAGS: Yuri, Harem, Futa Mc (sorry not sorry), Female Harem, Romance, Girls Love, World Domination, Future Smut
Kiamei_ · 9.9k Views

Fate/Grand Order: Prologue – Radiant Star of the Human Order

The soul has perished, leaving behind only emptiness. Yet in its final cry of anguish, it stirs the one who dwells beyond the hollow world: the Omniscient Observer. By the will of this Observer, a nameless spirit is granted a new destiny — to be reborn as a Servant, cast into a crimson Singularity where humanity’s future has been stolen. A mythic-scale crime upon human history itself: the Incineration of the Human Order. The vessel bestowed upon it is none other than the Hero King, Gilgamesh — the Golden Monarch who severed ties with the gods and began the age of mankind. Arrogant and merciless, he judges all from his resplendent throne. And yet within this golden vessel dwells a forgotten soul, stripped even of its name. What upheaval shall this curious hero bring to the journey across human history? The White Beast watches in silence, ever observing its progress. The King’s laughter echoes across the Singularity. Behold the most luxurious restoration of Human Order in history, funded by boundless wealth and lasting for six entire months. “What? Chaldea is a black company powered by nothing but energy drinks? Fools! I shall renovate and rebuild it myself!” Through the Hero King's unending generosity, Chaldea undergoes a glorious transformation. Private rooms, pristine living quarters, an infinite power engine. An ever-turning, immortal paradise — Chaldea, reborn. And ever-present are the true treasures: the readers who continue to witness and support this tale. Over ten thousand strong, they remain unwavering, unmatched, and unshakably true. Here stands a Gilgamesh the world has never seen before. A saga woven by a pure soul and a delighted vessel — the Epic of Gilgamesh begins anew. The King’s journey is far from over. May this tale add a new brilliance to your own. I entrust it to you. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds
Greyhounds · 1.1m Views

Royal Secret: I'm a Princess!

After living as a famous Korean vlogger-slash-mukbanger, Neoma died a (shameful) death and regressed to her tragic first life--- the life where she has to live as a hidden princess with a tyrannical father and a yandere twin brother. She died at the hands of her psycho brother in her first life. But luckily, she charmed her "big brother" this time. Her father remains a sc*mbag, though. But a blessing in disguise happened when her twin brother got "sick." Because of that, she has to pretend as the "Crown Prince," forcing her father to treat her well. She thought she was finally on the road to becoming a lady of leisure. But, despite her laziness, she still ends up completing royal duties that put her closer to the throne than her sick twin brother. The next thing she knew, they already prophesied her to be the first empress of their very patriarchal empire. Now Neoma finds herself in the middle of the succession war she never wanted to be involved in! *** [EXCERPT 1] “Neoma de Moonasterio, the first princess of Moonasterion Empire. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero’s proxy.” [The hell is this psycho saying?] Neoma, despite her confusion, still smiled at her father--- the emperor. “Father, what do you mean by that?” “From now on, assassins sent by my enemies would target Nero,” the emperor explained. “Until he’s strong enough to protect himself, you’ll pose as your twin brother.” Her smile froze, but she still acted innocent. “But Father. If I take my brother’s position, then wouldn’t the assassins mistake me for him and…” She stopped talking when she realized that was exactly what the emperor wanted her to do. [This sc*mbag wants me to be bait?!] “You’re no longer a princess, Neoma de Moonasterio. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero de Moonasterio,” Emperor Nikolai said coldly while looking down at her with glowing red eyes. “Try to survive until your twin brother comes back to take his rightful place, understood?” Neoma was too shocked to react. [Are you f*cking kidding me, you sc*mbag?!] *** [ORIGINAL BOOK COVER. Artwork by sola_cola.] *** [EXCERPT 2] “I’m so sick of your tyrannical a*s,” Neoma yelled at her father aka the emperor. “I won’t forgive you for hurting Lewis and Tteokbokki!” “What will you do about it then?” Nikolai asked with a smirk. “Kill me?” “Yes! I’ll f*cking kill you, sc*mbag!” “Language,” he warned her, upset that his five-year-old daughter curses like a sailor. “Using vulgar words is unbecoming of the future Crown Prince.” “I’m a princess!” Upon yelling those words, the royal princess’s eye color changed from ash-gray to red. [This is getting serious.] “Stop it, Nero,” Nikolai told her sternly. “If you keep that up, the royal knights will come and–” “I’m not Nero!” Neoma screeched angrily. Then she jumped in the air with her left fist, ready to punch him. “In the name of the moon, I’ll punish you!” [What…?] And Princess Neoma, pretending as the Crown Prince for her sick twin brother, punched Emperor Nikolai, her father, in the face.
sola_cola · 5.8m Views

the right man in the wrong place can make all the difference

Spoiler Alert: This synopsis reveals major plot points. Cevver is twenty-three years old, failing his physics degree, living with his parents, and spending most of his days scrolling through bad news on his phone while his friend Ibrahim tries to drag him to the billiards hall. He is not a hero. He is not a genius. He is not even particularly interesting. He is just tired — the kind of tired that sits behind the sternum and does not go away after sleep. One evening, he forgets a pot of water on the stove, lights a cigarette, and the gas ignites. That is the end of him. Or so he thinks. Before he dies, he meets something. Two blue lights. A voice. Polite. Strange. Ancient. It says: "Rise and shine, my dear." Then it says: "Wake up. And smell the ashes." Cevver does not remember this. He wakes up as a newborn in the arms of a woman named Charlotte Freeman, in a world that is not his own. His new name is Hector. His new family is the Freemans. His new home is the village of Marivan, in the country of Yazna Polivina — one of the three great human nations left in a world that has turned against them. This world has magic. It has elves, beastfolk, spirits, and ancient creatures that walk the earth. But humans cannot use magic. Only one race of humans can — the Hazens, who believe they are chosen by God (whom they call Zaan). They are not good people. They use their blessings to dominate. To control. To claim that the world belongs to them. Humanity used to be united. Then, over a century ago, something happened. A Hazen hero — immortal, blessed with every miracle — was killed. By a mysterious human whose identity was never discovered. No one knew who did it, but everyone blamed each other. War broke out. The human nations shattered. and the hazens emerged as the victorious Now, thT humanity is divided. The other races have taken back their lands. Many humans live in hardship, trapped in occupied cities, dreaming of a freedom that feels impossible. Hector grows up in this world. He learns to walk. To talk. To shoot. He makes a friend — a baby Kramatosk named Mutt. He learns to love his new parents, even though they can never replace the ones he lost. He carries the guilt of the fire. The weight of his old life. The hum of depression that followed him across worlds. And somewhere, watching him, is the blue-eyed man. The one who said: "Rise and shine." The one who gave him a second chance he never asked for. Hector does not know why he is here. He does not know what the blue-eyed man wants. He does not know why he keeps dreaming of ashes. But the world is breaking. The Hazens are rising. The other races are pushing back. Humanity is losing someone will open the way. will Someone free them? Some may call it the Freeman. The Opener of the Way. The one who will destroy the divine connections of the hazens and the other races that have held humanity down for a century But Hector is not a hero. He is just a man who was given a second chance and has no idea how to use it. but Will this Freeman open the way for humanity again? Or will he carry the weight of two worlds on his shoulders until he breaks?
thuggnificent · 12.6k Views

The Reborn Sovereign of Ruin, Bound by His Star

Revenge is, by all means, one of the most guaranteed things to happen when a warlord with dragon blood in his veins and ether at his side is betrayed, poisoned, and reduced not to death but to decades of obliterating pain as his ether channels burn from his very soul. Only one remained. One channel, thin and fragile around his heart, survived long enough for him to endure, to wait, to plan, to manipulate, and, eventually, to return to the world with one clear purpose: to burn down the nation of the traitor who thought he had erased him for good. But then came a fortune teller at a street stall. And with the fortune teller came a dare Arik accepted for fun, a spread of cards drawn with no real expectation beyond momentary amusement. Instead, he found something far more dangerous than revenge waiting for him. His mate. A story of rebirth, revenge, enemies-to-allies-to-lovers, political ruin, ether, and the deeply unfortunate reality that the one person tied to Arik’s fate may be the very last person he should ever want. — Warnings, disclaimers, cries for help… call them whatever you want. This is the third book set in the same universe, but it can be read on its own. The world will be fully presented, so nobody needs to do homework before stepping into the chaos. For anyone curious, the first two books are: Bound by the Mark of Lies Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega This universe is ABO dragged directly into etherpunk, political fantasy, violence, bad coping mechanisms, and my ongoing inability to let powerful people make emotionally healthy decisions. There will be violence. There will be gore. There will be smut. There will also be vengeance, terrible restraint, worse impulses, emotional damage, and at least one man reacting to fate like it personally insulted his bloodline. Good luck.
Amiba · 354k Views