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Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

Reborn as a human, Xu Qing uses a bronze mirror to navigate the ups and downs of the mortal world, avoiding danger and seeking the path of immortality!

I was not a perfect person, not an easy teammate to get along with, and I could not even be considered a good person at all. However, no one in this world could deny that I was the greatest basketball player, not even God!

“Next, we have the most noble recipient of the Order of the Garter, the Grand Cross of Saint Michael and Saint George, the Grand Cross of the Bath, the Victoria Cross and the lower grades of Knighthood, the leader of the anti-colonial movement, the bell-ringer of the East India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a Fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong dear friend of literary giants such as Dickens and Great Dumas, a steadfast supporter of scientific luminaries like Faraday and Darwin, having served as assistant under-secretary, deputy under-secretary, and permanent under-secretary in departments of the Home Office and the Navy Department of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, the inaugural Cabinet Secretary and head of the civil service, the first graduate and most distinguished alumnus of our school. Please welcome Sir Arthur Hastings to deliver a speech on the occasion of the fiftieth anniversary of the founding of the University of London.” Arthur's gaze swept across the crowd before him, looking at the young faces and murmured, “Agares, what do you think I should say?” The Red Devil's wraith hovered behind him, saliva almost dribbling from the corner of his mouth, “Look at these ignorant souls; they still worship you as a hero. Why not say something they'd like to hear?” Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar, “Oxford is a bunch of whores' bastards!” “Oh!!!!” The audience erupted into thunderous applause. “Cambridge is the same!” he added immediately. The applause grew even more fervent... (The protagonist, possessed by a devil, travels through 19th-century Britain in a world without magic)

Having traveled to America in the year 1862, this was the beginning of a dream, the finest of times. What constitutes a true master of success? Having some notable descendants hardly counts for anything. To build an Oil Empire alongside Rockefeller To place Carnegie on the throne of the steel magnate To help Ford propel the industrialization of automobiles worldwide To lead Edison to monopolize the future of the electrical industry To be an Angel Investor for Morgan's capital Hear this, applause!

Legend of a sound mage— Volume 1: The Whispering Orphan Seren Vale was a burned-out man who died with regrets, until he woke as a child in a world where magic decides your fate. Gifted with “weak” Sound Magic, ridiculed by peers, and underestimated by everyone, Seren must rely on wit, ingenuity, and courage to survive. When a rogue mist mage kidnaps the noble girl Maeve, Seren defies all odds, using his unique powers to rescue her and earn a place at the kingdom’s Academy. Alongside his rival Fenwick and the determined Maeve, he forms a team that will challenge expectations, master synergy, and uncover the shadows threatening the world. One boy. Weak magic. Endless possibilities.

Conquer it all… to be Above Humanity. Time is not a joke—not even the moments you are living. This story unfolds across two volumes: Volume I (season 1)– (Origin Of Creator)The childhood of the Creator. A warm yet fateful tale of a father and daughter whose bond hides the seeds of destiny. Beneath the slice-of-life warmth lies the silent birth of a force that will one day shake existence itself. Volume II (season 2)–(User and Architecture) The true face of the 099Verse. Here, time is no longer a flow, but a weapon—and an enemy. The stage widens, more characters enter, and the struggle turns into a battle where every second can betray you. Told from the male POV, it is a war against gods, fate, and the ticking curse of time itself. Supernatural theme, modern world. From love to loss, from bonds to betrayals—step into a world where even time dares to play with you. Will you remain human… or ascend Above Humanity?. @(This book is a part of 099Verse)*

Excerpt Aristia could not help but stare at the platinum blonde a few steps in front of her. She seemed to sparkle with a glow that drew people in around her. Something that only happened to the main character of a novel. [Is that stupid book sure I'm the female lead?] She thought, her jaws almost going slack. At this point, she was sure she was deluding herself— or the book was deluding her. She didn't know why, but she already disliked the girl. [This is definitely not jealousy.] She rubbed her brows, watching how the innocent, naive looking girl exuding female lead aura was being flocked around already by others despite her low status. "F*ck, I'm really in deep shit!" — Aristia Andrews had just returned home from work and prepared to go to sleep, when she was given a novel. Nothing strange about that though, huh? But just after she had completed the novel, she woke up to find herself tossed into a whole new world. Taken from her world and the life she deemed perfect, and tossed into a not-so-ideal world. She becomes Aristia Amberale, the beloved five year old daughter of the only Grand Duke and Imperial Prince of the kingdom, said to be loved by all in the kingdom. Now part of royalty, she has to get accustomed to living in a backward world of Kings and Queens, Dukes, Marquises, Earls, Viscounts and Barons. Just the titles and hierarchy were enough to make her smart head spin. With beautiful and loving parents and relatives, a hopelessly adorable younger brother who just might be a sis-con, loyal-to-the-death servants, and a smart brain, join Aristia as she enjoys eating and making delicious cuisines, forms unique friendships, and creates successful businesses. However, she finds all is not as she thought it was; there just might be something bigger than she expected that the book did not reveal— something that could turn her well balanced world upside down. First of all, she discovers that her character is actually hated and not loved. Then, she finds out she's not really the female lead. Now... she has a lot of mysteries surrounding her to unfold, secrets to uncover, and a sad fate to avoid. But... "Hey, why are you looking at me with those eyes? The female lead is over there." "You, stop following me around, will you? You're supposed to hate me!" "Stay back, all of you! What's wrong with you?!" But most importantly... why are these obviously important characters not leaving her alone? And why was the cold, unloving soon-to-be Emperor husband of that powerful Empire paying attention to her instead of the female lead? It wasn't supposed to be like this...

In a world where magic and technology once coexisted in harmony, peace reigned for centuries. But as time passed, magic became a tool for selfish ambition and destruction. Following devastating wars, new and unknown entities began invading our world through mysterious Gates—rifts that humanity could neither understand nor control. These cataclysmic events fractured what was once a unified global order. Humanity split into four distinct factions: > The Royalty-Nobility Faction seeks to preserve power and tradition. > The Military Faction, dedicated to security but increasingly authoritarian. > The Freedom Faction, standing for individual rights and a future free of oppression. > The Neutral Faction, protectors of knowledge and guardians of balance. Alliances formed, and tensions rose. The Royalty and Military factions joined forces to consolidate authority and suppress opposition. In response, the Freedom and Neutral factions forged a peace pact, focusing on protecting the next generation and creating associations to resist control. Standing beside the Freedom Faction, the Church has long served as a beacon of hope and faith. This is the story of a young, ordinary boy—blessed with uncommon luck—who will rise to become one of Humanity’s Guardians. His name is Accel. -Enjoy Reading-

After being reincarnated in a parallel world eerily similar to Earth, Karlos Alejandro starts a new life as a humble fisherman. In just two years, he finds love, marries, and becomes a father to two children. With a deep sense of responsibility and love for his family, Karlos braves the sea each day, working tirelessly to provide and protect. In this second life, survival, simplicity, and family take center stage. [This novel has 47 advanced chapters on Patreon.] Patreon link: https://www.patreon.com/Puji_maki

Xiangge grew up in a golden cage. The man who raised him was also the one who destroyed his world. Emperor Mingxuan had killed his parents, taken his throne, and kept him close for eighteen years. No questions were allowed. No answers were given. Silence became Xiangge’s inheritance. To the empire, Mingxuan was a tyrant. To Xiangge, he was everything: jailer, protector, and the only warmth left in a life built from ashes. Until 'it' appeared. 'It' wanted Xiangge’s life. And Mingxuan, for the first time in eighteen years, looked afraid. That's when Xiangge realized: he'd never known his gege at all. The empire is burning. The truth is rising. To keep Xiangge alive, Mingxuan will offer everything he owns: his throne, his blood, his secrets. But some truths kill more surely than any blade. Love protects. Love destroys. This one has done both since the night the magnolia blossoms fell.

A soul, once famous for standing proud on a famous battlefield, is thrust onto the modern racetrack. The roar of the crowd replaces the thunder of cannons. The vibrant turf replaces the muddy fields of war. She was born for the relentless, ground-shaking charge, yet this new world worships the fleeting brilliance of lightning speed. Against the brightest stars in racing history, each a master of this new world, a soldier must find glory in a racer's victory. Can a soul forged in conflict, ever truly find glory on a path meant for peace? Uma Musume: Pretty Derby is owned by Cygames. All rights reserved. The historical horse names are the property of their respective owners and stables. This is a work of fan fiction. I do not claim ownership of any official characters, settings, or names.

Crown Prince Gu Lian was born brilliant—admired by all, his path seemingly carved in stone: ascend the throne and protect the realm. With a loyal general, A Lie; a peerless strategist, Ai Miao; and a fiancée hailed as the capital’s most beautiful woman, he was the perfect heir in the eyes of the world. At age ten, the arrival of Murong Che, a hostage prince from a neighboring kingdom, disrupted the calm like a stone cast into still waters. Gu Lian quickly noticed that Ai Miao, his deep-thinking advisor, paid this heterochromatic youth an unusual amount of attention. To Ai Miao, Murong Che was a flawless “creation”—a vessel to mold, a key piece in a bloodless conquest. But when Gu Lian realized his dreams were haunted not by his fiancée, but by Ai Miao, his life veered off course. On a stormy night at fifteen, stripped of pride, he begged: “I need your love, Ai Miao! I want your mind—so full of empire and ambition—to hold space for me, Gu Lian!” The Emperor and Empress, alarmed by the prince’s dependence and forbidden affection, issued a secret decree. Under the guise of “greater ambition,” Ai Miao was exiled to a foreign land, leaving behind a cruel misunderstanding: a silent departure that shattered Gu Lian’s heart. Five years later, Ai Miao returned triumphant. The prince he had mentored now sat as a puppet monarch; the neighboring kingdom was all but dissolved. But what awaited him was Gu Lian’s frozen hatred, the imperial couple’s silent threats, a scandalous trap of seduction—and a chasm between them that seemed impossible to cross. Misunderstandings, schemes, jealousy, and the weight of duty loomed large. Gu Lian was forged into a blade by pain; Ai Miao clung to his original vow in silence. Until an unexpected aphrodisiac incident ignited everything—burning away their masks. In the collision of desire and truth, they confirmed with their bodies the loyalty and longing that had never faded. “I’ll be your bedmate,” the once-proud prince whispered, stripped of all dignity, eyes burning with obsession. “Just don’t touch anyone else—man or woman. Ever.” And Ai Miao, the master tactician, finally lowered every defense. In the overwhelming tide of pleasure, he saw his heart clearly: All the flawless plans, all the legendary victories—none compared to holding this man. From wary tests to life-and-death trust, from heartbreak to reunion—they must face courtly daggers, imperial pressure, and the tangled mystery surrounding a diplomatic princess. Together, they will purge the rot within and beyond the palace. This is an epic of growth and guardianship. Witness a cold strategist who plots each step for love, with devotion that cuts to the bone; a young crown prince who clings to emotion and carves out a golden age. Two mighty souls, bound to each other alone. Watch them break every chain and write a royal legend unlike any before—at the very peak of power, side by side.

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The fjord lay calm, its surface like polished glass, reflecting the leaden clouds hanging in the sky. Flocks of ravens circled back and forth, heralding the bitter northern winds soon to sweep southward. This was the very first scene the protagonist beheld after traveling through time to ninth-century Scandinavia. He had become nothing more than an ordinary self-sufficient farmer, with only a barren, desolate wheat field to his name. For centuries, the glory of the Roman Empire had crumbled into dust. The world lay shattered, kings waged endless wars against one another, and in this turbulent, dark Middle Ages, his first task was simply to survive—then, somehow, to find a way to end the chaos… .......... HeadOver to my patreon for 75+ advanced chapters: patreon.com/YonkoSlayer

Crown Prince Ian Stromridge has just returned from battle, hailed as a hero, greeted with people's adoration and blessings but he brings home a beautiful woman, though he's already married leaving everybody completed nonplussed. His wife, Princess Angelica Stromridge wed him for convenience before he left for war. Their marriage lacked affection and was rife with misunderstandings from the start. From name-calling to accidental letters leading to further misconception. During his absence, Angelica played the dutiful wife, sacrificing to maintain the household, being the lovely princess and wonderful daughter in law, only to face his return with another woman whom the entire kingdom agreed was more beautiful than she was! Will she divorce or fight for his love, a love that clearly never existed in the first place? Will she clear the misunderstandings and surmount the obstacles or will it be a post-marriage love story or an ex-wife tale full of regret? Excerpt |||| "My princess..." called a maid, knocking on the door her hand trembling. "Come in." replied Angelica as the door opened hearing footsteps approaching. "What are you doing here? I gave stern orders for no one to disturb me for the entirety of the day." her austere voice rang out. "I... I know my princess... please forgive me... I... I did not mean to disturb you but... this is something very important." "Let's have it then." replied Angelica closing the book she had been reading as she laid eyes on the maid. The maid gulped, the fear evident in her eyes, she did not know how Angelica would react to the severely bad news she had brought with her, however, one thing was sure, Angelica would not react lightly at all. "My... m...y prince...ss the..." said the maid, causing Angelica to sigh in annoyance, rolling her eyes, she had better things to do than sit here listening to the maid's mumbling. "Yes, say it." said Angelica giving the maid a hand. "My princess, the crowned prince has returned." said the maid. "Oh... well that's nice... I guess I will see him later, or better yet tomorrow. There is no rush, I am sure he is swarmed by crowds at the moment." replied Angelica lazily, she really had no intention of moving from this spot. "But my princess... ther— " "Oh, you're right, it would be unacceptable if I did not come out to greet him, rumours would certainly ensue and the kingdom would be in serious hysteria as they always are." replied Angelica annoyed. "Yes, you are right, I should go and welcome him back home." said Angelica as she stood up and yawned. "My princess... that is not all, there is something else..." said the maid. "And what is that?" asked Angelica as the maid's eyes darted around the room, she did not know what to do, or how best to put this. "My princess... the... the crowned prince has truly returned but..." said the maid with a prolonged pause. "But what?" asked Angelica, her senses tingling, she had a inking that there was something wrong from the maid's strange behaviour. "But his highness..." paused the maid. "Out with it now!" said Angelica sternly. "His highness has returned with a strange woman and the rumours claim that she is his new wife!" spat out the maid as Angelica suddenly felt lightheaded and she fell back down on the chair. "My princess!" cried the maid as she rushed to her. "This is some sort of farce." said Angelica as the maid proceeded quickly to fan her with a cloth. "No my princess... it is true." replied the maid. "This is impossible. Ian must be mad, I am going to see this display of stupidity for myself!" said Angelica hotly, quickly rising up and storming out of the room as the poor maid followed behind her. ||||

In a fragile young nation still reeling from its war for independence, the First Mexican Empire stands on uncertain ground. Emperor Agustín I rules a country divided by rival factions, restless generals, and a congress already drifting toward open conflict. Into this unstable world awakens a man from modern times, suddenly reincarnated in the body of Jerónimo, the Crown Prince of Mexico. Armed with nothing but his knowledge of future history, Jerónimo knows exactly what awaits: political collapse, civil war, foreign interference, and the downfall of the empire his father is desperately trying to preserve. With every passing day, tensions between Emperor Agustín I and the congress sharpen, bringing Mexico closer to bloodshed. Determined to save the nation from its grim fate, Jerónimo begins reshaping his role—from symbolic heir to strategic actor. He cultivates allies, reforms military and political structures from behind the scenes, and maneuvers through a world of ambitious officers, scheming politicians, and foreign powers eager to exploit Mexico’s instability. But every decision carries weight. Changing the future means altering the lives, loyalties, and battles he once knew only from books. And as rebellion rises on the horizon, Jerónimo must decide how far he is willing to go—and how much of himself he is willing to sacrifice—to rewrite the destiny of an empire on the brink. The Mexican Empire blends war, political struggle, and historical realism into the story of a modern soul fighting against time itself to hold a nation together.

Alexander walked into the room, dressed in his royal white robe that shimmered faintly under the soft glow of the candlelight. His dark hair was slicked back neatly, revealing a face carved with precision and power — sharp jawline, high cheekbones, and lips that curved with quiet confidence. His midnight eyes, deep and commanding, scanned the room before landing on the figure sitting gracefully at the edge of the bed. Serena. Her emerald-green eyes locked with his, stealing his breath for a moment. The flickering light danced across her skin, giving her an ethereal glow. Her long ginger hair cascaded down her shoulders like streams of fire and sunlight combined, adorned with delicate golden hairpins that shimmered with every movement. She was dressed in a flowing white gown that mirrored his — simple yet enchanting, the fabric hugging her form in all the right places, making her seem like a divine vision come to life. For a brief moment, Alexander simply stared, unable to speak. Then, almost reverently, he crossed the room and knelt before her. His cold, powerful hands gently took hers — smaller, softer, trembling ever so slightly. “You look…” he paused, his voice low and rough, “…breathtaking.” Serena’s cheeks flushed a delicate shade of pink, her lips parting slightly as she met his gaze. “You always know what to say,” she whispered, her tone barely above a breath. He smiled faintly — that rare, almost forbidden smile that softened his usually stoic face. “Careful, Serena,” he murmured, his thumb tracing circles over her knuckles. “If you keep looking at me like that, you’ll make me lose myself.” Her eyes softened, the corner of her lips curving into a teasing smile. "Then lose yourself my king," she replied, her voice calm yet filled with unspoken desire. "lose yourself.... In me." Alexander didn't hesitate. He rose to his feet, his hands cupping her jaw as his thumb brushed against her lower lips. Their eyes met one more- predator and , darkness and light before he closed the distance between them. His lips crashed against hers, hungry and desperate, as if the world outside no longer mattered, Serena responded with equal passion, her hands tangling in his dark hair, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them.

In a past life, Daphne was a concubine whose beauty won the Emperor's heart, but earned the Empress's wrath. Betrayed and poisoned, she died a tragic death,spending her final moments in the arms of a cold, powerful general who swore to find her in the next life. But fate has a different plan. Daphne is reborn, returned to a time before her family's ruin and her own gruesome end. Armed with a mind sharpened by a lifetime of regret and a body she now vows to make unbreakable, she forges a new path. She will not be a pawn again. This time, she will protect her family and defy the destiny that once took her life. General Alaric , the man who had loved her secretly in her past life is unaware that she's been reborn. He is a living legend, a name whispered with of awe and terror on every battlefield. Yet, beneath his calm surface lies a fiercely possessive nature. What Alaric desires, he claims, and what he claims, he holds with an unbreakable grip. This possessiveness is the darker twin to his battlefield prowess, a ruthless, unyielding trait that ensures once he decides something is his, be it territory, or a woman, he will stop at nothing to secure it. In the mood for a doting and extremely obsessive husband? You're in the right place.

Aurelia Caelistra was born to rule: brilliant, cold, and certain that the Caelistra name would secure her place among Aramont's greatest mages. But the Arcane Academy humiliates her on the first day when Kael Arden, a quiet, commoner scholarship-born prodigy bests her in a public duel. The loss shatters her certainty and exposes a gap Aurelia never thought possible: Kael sees Aether as threads to be read, not flames to be flaunted. As whispers spread and nobles scoff, Aurelia's pride hardens into determination. She refuses to be defined by a single defeat. But Kael keeps his past hidden and his motives close. His brilliance may burn as bright as hers or burn everything down. In a kingdom where magic and bloodlines shape destiny, Aurelia must learn whether legacy is a cage or a ladder, and whether the most dangerous power is the one you refuse to see.