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Averielle was an orphan trained to be an assassin. One mission went wrong and she died knowing nothing but pain and solitude. But then she wakes up in the body of Seraphyne Vaelmont, the fifth daughter of House Vaelmont. A girl everyone ignored, unloved, and desperate for a little warmth. Lucky for her, she has the Wifey System. It’s supposed to teach her how to survive this new life with “wife missions” like sewing, cooking, cleaning, taking care of babies, and basically doing everything she already knows how to do. Fail a mission? Expect some punishment. But chores aren’t her only problem. Men are starting to notice her, seemingly attracted to her. For someone who once feared nothing, this new danger might be the hardest of all. Running from enemies was easy, but running from these men who starts to literally 'fight' for her? That might be impossible.

#Beastworld #R18 #StrongFL As Claw Kingdom devours the surrounding territories and expand with a ferocity of a corrupted beast, the fierce Margay Tribe finally falls. Their lands are claimed—but their greatest prize is their untamed princess, a legend who eluded capture until now. To seal the conquest, she must choose a mate from Claw Kingdom and pledge loyalty to the King. The chosen male is as ruthless and proud as she is defiant. Neither will bow. What begins as a political union erupts into a battle of wills that threatens to fracture the newly bonded mates. In a world ruled by strength, only one question remains: will they destroy each other—or build a force no one can challenge? Will Eris finally put down her pride and learn to love her new mate or will they be fighting tooth and nail until one of them breaks?

Lady Sophia Fiennes has sworn off marriage, armed with wit, reason, and Enlightenment philosophy—but the return of the charming and passionate Lord Benedict Montgomery may prove that logic alone cannot guard the heart. In a season ruled by society, whispers of the ton, and royal scrutiny, Sophia must navigate the delicate art of courtship… and perhaps learn that some lessons in love are impossible to study. Philosophies of Love Book #1 Cover Art by Y.A Miller

"A hostage." "A consort." "Perhaps a debate partner." Once the proud heir, the crown prince of Luxuria stared intently at the Emperor of Inferos empire. His hand rested against the neck of the Emperor. The man picked up his other hand like a fragile piece of glass. His cold lips kissed it, as his eyes stared down at the youth. "No." "Not anymore." What started as a political hostage situation, soon unraveled into a fight for control, loyalty and pride. 'A ten-year peace treaty and a railway network.' A price so heavy, that compelled them to pay for a lifetime. A person who bowed before someone couldn't be a ruler. But he was born to rule. ________ Read the trigger warnings.

A legendary player returns after vanishing for a century, only to find his former NPC lovers have become world-ending Monster Girls—and he must tame them all over again to survive. Step into the shoes of a ruthless protagonist who isn't afraid to use hypnosis, deception, and infinite 'save-scumming' to conquer a dark fantasy world and build the ultimate harem. From a depraved Tentacle Nun to an innocent Slime Daughter, experience a mature, R18-rated adventure where every conquest requires a different, often twisted, strategy. Dive into the Love and Trial system, where a player uses simulations to rewrite tragic fates, outsmart a corrupt Church, and solve the deadly mysteries behind his wives' transformations. Novel Tags：Monster Girls，Harem，System，Ruthless Protagonist，Time Loop / Simulation ~~~ When your weekly power status reaches 100 power stones, a new chapter will be updated. Support me and want to read more chapters: patreon.com/Briery

**Mature Content** Eilika Wolanski is the eldest daughter of one of Varos’ most respected merchants, but respect has never brought her kindness. A childhood accident left a scar across her cheek, and with it, a cruel label she can never escape. The “Unwanted Woman” of Varos. Mocked in public, pitied in private, and treated like a blemish to be hidden, Eilika grows up learning one painful truth, beauty matters more than character in high society. So when an unexpected marriage proposal arrives from the powerful House of Kingsley, no one believes it is real. The groom is Damian Van Kingsley, the widowed duke of Varos, feared for his cold temperament and admired for his unmatched looks and wealth. Rumors follow him like shadows. He has a secret mistress, a broken heart drowned in alcohol, and worst of all… A son he barely acknowledges. For Eilika, marrying Damian isn’t a dream. It’s the only option left for survival. Damian, once the kingdom’s most desirable nobleman, has been nothing but a hollow man since the death of his first wife. He has abandoned his responsibilities, pushed away his child, and lived with one vow burning in his chest. He will never replace his first wife. To force him back into duty, his mother arranges a second marriage, one he never asked for, and one he refuses to accept. Damian swears he will never touch her , will never look at her and will never treat her as his wife. But Eilika isn’t the greedy noblewoman he expected. She doesn’t ask for his affection. She doesn’t crave his title. She doesn’t even want his love. What Eilika wants… is something far more dangerous. A family. And perhaps that is the very thing Damian has been starving for all along. ~~~~ “This bed will remain cold until your last breath.” Damian’s voice boomed through the dark chamber. Eilika didn’t flinch at his words. Instead she replied gracefully, “I don’t seek love, Duke. You can visit your secret mistress every night… Just don’t come near me.” This marriage was never meant to become real, until the Duke's heart begins to betray its own rules.

This story follows Lucian Thornvale, a thirty-two-year-old man belonging to a third-tier royal family. Most luxuries are at his fingertips. His wife is considered the most beautiful woman among the third-tier royals, yet there is no love in their married life—he simply cannot fall in love. Marriages between royals are nothing more than political acts. However, a forced marriage is not the reason he cannot love her. In fact, the relationship between Lucian and his wife is quite good for a forced marriage. There are no arguments, no doubts, and no cheating. They share their bed almost every night. There are giggles, laughter, and moments of joy—but none of it feels genuine. Lucian hates his life not because of his wife, but because of her grandmother. A manipulative old hag who seems determined to control every part of his fate. Yet even she is not the only reason for the emptiness in his heart. Lucian Thornvale carries a secret confusion within himself. For as long as he can remember, he has felt a quiet, buried desire—the wish that he had been born a woman. A desire he tried to suppress before it could grow into something undeniable. But fate can be strangely cruel… and strangely generous. When Lucian’s life finally collapses, he is given another chance. He awakens once again in the past—but this time reborn as a woman, the very thing he had once secretly longed to be. In a world filled with royal politics, twisted relationships, and repeating tomorrows, the newly reborn Lucian must face a question far more terrifying than death: Will this new life finally grant her freedom… or trap her forever as the cursed bride of endless tomorrows?

In this world, where knights wield swords and mages command magic the house of Snow after countless wars finally united the lands and forged the holy empire, for over a thousand years the empire grew and expanded standing today as the strongest power on the continent however the ruling emperor recently passed away due to poor health leaving his son Alan Snow to Inherit the throne but soon trouble mounts as scheming nobles plot a coup so to protect his family's rule over the holy empire Alan have to do things he never thought he would. "WARNING" This novel will have mc humiliated by character's Involving #Cuckold #Femdom #NTR #netorare #netorase #Clean ups #sph #Chastity Cage #Forced Feminization #Bdsm # Cbt#Harem If you are not Into that stuff please kindly leave and let others enjoy.

Nymera Astrelle Vale. Royal Biologist. Scientist. Rebel. A woman who lived nine centuries longer than most humans could dream. She believed knowledge should belong to everyone. She believed power should not belong only to the rich. She believed humanity could evolve together. She was wrong. — In the 55th century, humanity ruled the stars. But power belonged only to the elite. Only the wealthy could awaken as Gifted Humans — beings with abilities capable of turning ordinary people into kings. Emitter types. Transformation types. Mutant types. Nymera spent centuries unlocking their secrets. And then she tried to give that power to everyone. The empire called it treason. — On the throne world Uranus, beneath the gaze of the emperor himself— Joseph I the Bloody. Absolute Monarch of the American Empire. Her emperor. Her patient. Her judge. Her executioner. The blade fell. Nymera Astrelle Vale was executed as a traitor to the crown. — She died believing her fight had meant something. She was wrong again. — Then— A white room. A confused cosmic administrator. A divine mistake. And a soul sent somewhere it was never meant to go. — May 5th, 1820. London. — Nymera opens her eyes again. Not as the revolutionary scientist of the future. But in the body of someone else. Someone history will remember as a monster. — Because somewhere in Europe… A name waits for her. A destiny written in betrayal. — Mordred Vanderbilt White. — In her first life, she tried to save the world. In this one? She might destroy it. ----------------------------------------- Author Note: This is a spin-off of my other story (I Became Beyonce’s Half Sister) and is apart of the I.C.T.M.T universe. WARNING WARNING ⚠️⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ Content Warning: Throughout this story, there are scenes involving strong language, physical and emotional abuse, sexual situations, violence, and other mature or disturbing themes. Please read with discretion.

“Do not expect a husband, Woman. I have no room in my chest for a heart– only the King’s law.” I flinched, my eyes filling with fresh tears at the cruelty of his words. "My Lord, I only-" “Be silent,” he spat, not even looking at me. "You are no wife. Only a burden I must now carry across the kingdom.” He gripped my upper arm with a painful force, his strength bruising and indifferent, as he dragged me toward the towering, battle-scarred warhorse. “If you have any dignity left in you, stay downwind and out of my sight. Looking at you is a chore I no longer wish to endure."

Ronx gets taken out of his normal life and is forced to join the dangerous organization called "Undead Crow", Which is an organization that eliminates criminals with powerful abilities. The story is taken place in the Victorian era but still has modern stuff like guns or coffee shops.

“I gave you my soul in my last life. In this one, I’ll settle for your crown.” ~ In my first life, I was the devoted Queen. I waited two months for my husband, King Lauren, to return from the front lines—only for him to walk through the palace gates with a beautiful young maiden by his side and a decree in his hand: ‘She would be the new Queen’. And because of that evil beauty he brought to our kingdom, I died a discarded "nobody," executed for a crime I didn't commit. But death didn't take me. It sent me back. I woke up on the morning of his return. The crowds are cheering, the flowers are blooming, and my husband is about to humiliate me in front of the entire kingdom. But he doesn't know I've changed. He doesn't know I've returned with a special skill that makes me the most dangerous woman in the room. Before he can introduce his "New Queen," I hand him the one thing no one in this kingdom has ever dared to ask for: Divorce papers. In our land, a Queen asking for divorce is an abomination punishable by stoning. But Lauren thinks I’m bluffing. He looks me in the eye, tears my petition to shreds, and growls, “You are my wife. I will never stamp those papers.” He thinks he is keeping me trapped. He doesn't realize he has trapped himself in a palace with a woman who knows every one of his secrets—and is prepared to burn his kingdom to the ground just to see him sign his name. My goal is simple; I will make him fall... not in love, but to his knees. Since he spent my first life making me cry. I’ll spend my second making him bleed.

Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV) "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Do you believe in destiny? Because I do-and maybe that's why everything happened the way it did. I wasn't looking for love, but somehow, it found me in the most unexpected way. There was no grand announcement, no dramatic moment-just a quiet feeling that this person was meant to be in my life. From the very beginning, it felt like the universe was gently nudging us toward each other. Coincidences that were too perfect to ignore. Timing that seemed impossibly aligned. Every step, every turn, brought us closer together, as if some invisible thread was pulling us into the same orbit. And when we finally found each other, it didn't feel like a beginning-it felt like a continuation of something that had always been there. A love that felt familiar. Safe. Right. This is a story of soulmates, of silent signs, and of a love so deep, it feels written in the stars. Because when destiny steps in, all you have to do is believe-and let it lead you home.

Jackson Hewitt, second son of a marquis, was engaged to Crown Princess Elodie Aria Althan. At their graduation ceremony, Elodie called off the engagement, admitting she loved her knight, Fabian. Jackson wasn't surprised-they had agreed as children to break things off if either fell in love. He accepted the annulment, but before he could leave, Elodie suddenly declared he would instead be engaged to her younger sister, the cold and stoic second princess, Evira Alva Althan. Shocked, Jackson thought, 'This wasn't part of the deal!?'

Alternative Title: Villain's Saviour, Game Over Again Lin Ji’an, a modern master chef, never expected to wake up inside a dog-blood BL cultivation novel. Worse, she transmigrated into the role of the "vicious cannon fodder", the crossdressing Third Young Master destined to humiliate the future Villain and die a miserable death by his hand. Her mission? Simple. Feed the starving slave boy and the future villain, Xie Wangchen, fix his broken body, and make sure his "Blackening Value" doesn't hit 100% and destroy the world. She beats up the arrogant Heir, face-slaps the evil Stepmother, and cooks her way into the Villain’s heart, purely to survive, of course! But as they head to the Celestial Sword Sect, Lin Ji’an realises something is wrong. She thought she was raising a cute, obedient little brother. She thought she was just a "straight bro" helping him out. She thought the main plot’s protagonists would chase the original MC. So why is the Villain looking at her with eyes darker than the abyss? Why is he threatening to cripple anyone who smiles at her? And why are the original male leads suddenly lining up to taste her cooking? Lin Ji’an: "I’m just here to cook and survive! I’m straight! And I’m a girl!" Xie Wangchen, who was sharpening his sword, looked up with a smirk tugging in the corner of his lips, "Luggage? No. You are my world. And I never let go of what is mine."

“In an age where knowledge cuts deeper than knives, Victoria is about to learn far more than is safe for any soul to bear.” Victoria and Robert were torn from the gentle dullness of their ordinary century and cast into a realm governed by proto-concepts—those ancient, unblinking truths from which life, death, and divinity themselves are carved. Proclaimed “Heroes” by a world too desperate to question its own choices, they were commanded to rise in strength, confront a Demon Lord, and deliver salvation to a land that had never been theirs. Robert donned the mantle with the fervour of a man stepping into destiny. Victoria… hesitated. And in that hesitation, something old—older than scripture, older than light—turned its gaze toward her. She felt its attention like a draft through a locked room. In a moment poised between terror and terrible understanding, she accepted its offer: a contract sealed in silence, a year of her life exchanged for a thing that should never have been permitted to exist. Not in this world. Not in any. She did not yet grasp that, in straying from the Hero’s ordained path, she had not merely shifted her fate— she had begun to unwrite the very scaffolding of her humanity. Now Victoria walks like a phantom through a world that has marched on without her— one year behind the celebrated Hero, yet burdened with an insight so sharp it threatens to cut her free from mortality itself. She can now trespass upon knowledge forbidden to scholars, sorcerers, or even those who stand at the pinnacle of human mastery. She commits the kind of acts whispered only of beings who have stepped beyond the human threshold… and never returned. And in a world built on primordial, immovable truths, one truth endures: Knowledge is power. But power, when mishandled, becomes a curse that devours its bearer— quietly, inevitably, like rot beneath embroidered silk.

In a reality full of harmonious magic, rising tides, and sudden encounters with false prophets and dead deities, a young gaunt man has decided to isolate himself from all the chaos... and go fishing, of course. However, one can't truly keep themselves free from the tides of fate, as a sudden encounter with a monster and a crass thunder-manipulating lady thrusted him back into the chorus of the world. Pulled in by the currents, he's dragged into thrilling encounters that challenge his morals and trauma, steeling him to bear the truths of this world. Discord: https://discord.gg/PJakm7r6FP

As a heart surgeon, she saved lives. As a forgotten concubine, she's dying. Lin Xiyue died saving a child — only to wake up in the body of a "ghost concubine," abandoned in a crumbling palace with a failing heart and minutes left to live. Then the System activates. "Link with the most dangerous man in the empire — or die." His name is Ye Rong. The Shadow Emperor. A tyrant drowning in poison and madness. No one can touch him without permission. No one dares to try. But Lin Xiyue isn't here to fear him. She's here to survive. She heals him with steady hands and a calm voice. She feeds him when he refuses to eat. She sits with him through nightmares that no one else can witness. And piece by piece, the beast begins to trust. But trust, for a man who has never known gentleness, looks a lot like possession. Now her heart beats strong — and she's ready to leave. But Ye Rong, eyes burning red, traps her against the wall and whispers: "You gave me life. You think I'll ever let you go?"

Who says a eunuch can’t fall in love? In the noble courts of Valemont, everyone seems to agree that he cannot. Theodore von Virchow is the duke’s second son. A decorated war hero. A man of quiet authority whose cold composure makes even seasoned nobles uneasy. And he is devastatingly handsome. Tall, broad-shouldered, and sinfully good-looking, Theodore looks like a man carved by the gods themselves. Many whisper that such beauty is a cruel waste on a eunuch. With a single declaration, Theodore placed himself beyond the expectations of marriage, heirs, and romantic pursuits. Society accepted it without question. The court pitied him. The women stopped pursuing him. And life quietly moved on. Everyone accepted the truth. Everyone… except Everetta Whitmore. For thirteen years, Everetta has loved exactly one man. While society calls her foolish and her parents attempt to marry her off to more suitable lords, she refuses every offer placed before her. Because Everetta Whitmore does not believe love should be so easily abandoned. And if Theodore von Virchow truly is a eunuch? Then she intends to find out exactly what a eunuch ‘can’ do. Everetta begins a relentless pursuit that shocks the entire court. From scandalous masquerade balls to suspiciously convenient accidents in gardens, libraries, and moonlit balconies, she repeatedly throws herself into Theodore’s path with reckless determination. She bumps into him. Provokes him. Tempts him. And every time he tries to escape her, she only chases harder. Until one evening, Theodore finally snaps. “You are chasing a man who cannot give you anything,” he says coldly. “Have you no dignity?” Everetta only smiles. “Dignity?” she says sweetly. “If I cared about dignity, I wouldn’t be in love with you.” But Theodore von Virchow is a man who keeps his distance from the world, guarding himself behind silence and restraint. Least of all does he want the stubborn woman who refuses to leave him alone anywhere near his carefully ordered life. Yet the more Everetta chases him, the more impossible it becomes for him to ignore her. Because chasing a man who insists he cannot love her might ruin her reputation… but Everetta has never been afraid of scandal. … A scandalous historical romance about obsession, forbidden desire, and the relentless woman determined to prove that even a eunuch cannot escape love forever.