historical

Xiao Qingya was reincarnated as a pitiful cannon fodder in an ancient drama novel. Well, again.  In her grandfather’s generation, her maternal family was exiled. Now they worked in the countryside as farmers. But… this family wasn't ordinary farmers! The family was full of main characters, but also cannon fodder. The author wrote a lot of stories featuring the same universe. Her mother, father, brothers, and sisters were the future major characters. The mother was a female protagonist who went through so much abuse just to be reunited with her husband and awaken her memories in the previous life as a modern woman! The twin elder sisters’ lives were full of misunderstandings, the kind that would make them fight to the death until only one of them remained alive. The second brother lost his life just to protect the female lead, but unfortunately, the male lead in his story wasn’t him. And the eldest brother…  He was a prodigy in both martial arts and medicine. However, after he failed to save the sickly Xiao Qingya, he fell into depression. He was caught up in his younger twin sisters’ feud and eventually lost his life, too. *** The System fell silent. Another pitiful cannon fodder script for its host. Why did it even get bound to such a small baby who had no power to do anything yet? Its host was truly pitiful. This time around, she would also die young, just like the other books she had been reincarnated into. Feeling useless, it could only tell its host the truth.  Xiao Qingya didn't mind at all. Bored, she spent her time gossiping with ghosts. Yes, she could also see ghosts! However, just as she waited for her time to log off from the book… Eh, why did her parents reunite early? Her sisters lived peacefully with each other, and even her brothers thrived more than ever. Farming peacefully, they were saving themselves from famine and plague by hoarding! The family replied in their hearts: It’s because we heard your inner thoughts. You changed the family’s fate! [Inner Thoughts Exposed + Ancient Time + System + Farming + Space Storage + Famine + General's Daughter + Ghost-Seeing Baby + Slice of Life + Group's Favorite + Palace Drama]

When a veteran Wall Street strategist is inexplicably cast back to 1985 Tokyo, she finds her new family on the brink of financial collapse. Rather than despair, Saionji Satsuki views the era’s economic volatility as a playground for her advanced financial literacy. With the Plaza Accord looming and the Japanese yen poised for a historic transformation, she begins a ruthless climb, turning a desperate situation into a masterclass in wealth accumulation. Satsuki doesn’t just ride the wave of Japan’s bubble economy; she orchestrates its fallout to her advantage. By pivoting from currency speculation to a massive industrial empire, she secures a stranglehold on the nation's future infrastructure, from cutting-edge tech to vital pharmaceuticals. While the rest of the country eventually succumbs to the "Lost Decade," the Saionji Group emerges as an eternal titan, its shadow stretching over every corner of Japanese society.

[18+] [MATURE CONTENT] He died once — pushed to death by the one person who had spent years making his life hell. || He woke up in someone else's body. Someone else's wedding. Someone else's empire. The rules of his new life were simple: smile at the banquets, pour the tea, be the perfect house-husband. Survive. Gerffron Wadee was very good at surviving. He had already done it once, in a different body, in a different world, under the hands of someone who hated him for simply existing. || He had not planned on Styrmir. He had not planned on the boy locked in the dungeon beneath the estate — eighteen years old, body wasted to half that, eyes like winter that had forgotten it was allowed to melt. He had not planned on the way that boy flinched at raised voices but never at his. Had not planned on the nights spent teaching him to read, the mornings teaching him to fight, the quiet dangerous in-between hours that felt like something Gerffron had never once been allowed to have. || He told himself it was pity. Then responsibility. He ran out of lies around the time Styrmir started looking at him like he was the only fixed point in a spinning world. The Duke has her own secrets. The Crown Prince has his own designs. And the past Gerffron thought he'd left behind in another life has followed him across worlds, wearing a brand new face. Gerffron Wadee has survived one lifetime of being destroyed by someone he trusted. He knows exactly how dangerous it is to let someone matter. || He lets Styrmir matter anyway. || Because some loves don't ask permission. They just arrive — quiet, inevitable, and absolutely impossible to undo. BL isekai | slow burn | dark secrets | he came back to life just to lose his heart all over again

"You want to leave me?" Wanqing asked, her voice lacking emotion. "Who do you think you belong to?!" **** Lin Anning died in a snowstorm after being betrayed by her husband and her step mother. But instead of resting in peace, she wakes up in the body of a slave girl in ancient China. Yes, a mere slave girl! While trying to escape and find a way home, she crashes into the cold and unforgiving noblewomen Gu wanqing. Instead of begging for forgiveness, Anning chose to run. Sadly, Wanqing has her dragged back, slaps her for her insolence...and then buys her. Something about the girl reminds wanqing of the white tiger she once raised; beautiful, defiant and unwilling to bow in submission. But Gu Wanqing is betrothed to the crown prince, a cruel man who demands absolute obedience from his woman. As Anning's rebellious soul begins to crack Wanqing's frozen heart, the dangerous connection between them eventually draws the attention of the most powerful man in the empire. And in a world where a slave's life is worth less than air, defying fate may eventually cost them everything. Will Lin Anning defy fate by loving Gu Wanqing or will this forbidden relationship lead to their demise? Find out!

In a rigid aristocratic society where marriages are political and mistresses are open secrets, Alina Ashworth, daughter of a bankrupt merchant is sold to the most powerful and feared man in the kingdom: Austin Moore, Duke of Ravenmoor. Her official title is his bed warmer. This humiliating title means she is his to use, display, and discard. Yet, he never touches her. Every night, she comes to his room, lies on his bed, but he doesn’t even look at her. But in public, he is a different man. At banquets, his hand is always on her waist and he introduces her to others with possessiveness that make men step back and women glare. Furious at being used as a prop, Alina decides that she will not be his silent ornament. If he wants to display possession, she will give him a performance worth watching. Soon, she weaponizes her bed warmer title, turns the humiliation into power and makes him fall for a woman he was never supposed to want.

"Before the crosshairs, all men are equal." In 1939, a modern youth named Walter is transmigrated to the Finnish front lines, beginning his journey in the "Hell Mode" of the Winter War. To survive beneath the crushing steel torrent of the Red Army, he transforms into the "Butcher of the Snowy Night," fighting shoulder-to-shoulder with the legendary sniper Simo Häyhä. From the frozen forests of Karelia to the vengeful counter-offensives launched with German support, and eventually deep into the purgatory of the Eastern Front within the Soviet heartland, his journey is one of blood and iron. On the long trek from Ladoga to Stalingrad, his former conscience is forged by the fires of war into cold, ruthless instinct. This is the story of how an ordinary man evolves step-by-step into a pinnacle predator, carving his legend into the most brutal permafrost of World War II.

Betrayed by his partner and killed in the line of duty, Sub-Inspector Benedict Holstan wakes up in the body of a 5-year-old "useless" noble. Cast aside by his father and left to rot in an abandoned manor, Caelum Valtheron spends years studying ancient grimoires, waiting for his moment. When he enters the Royal Academy, the world expects a failure. Instead, they get a powerhouse. As the only student accepted into both the Knight and Magic programs, Caelum catches the eye of the second Prince, Elias. But Elias carries a dark secret, a poison that kills in 300 seconds without a willing sacrifice. Caelum has the magic to stall the clock. But in a world of political betrayal that mirrors the one that killed him, can he solve the mystery of the poison before time runs out for them both?

"The masterminds are cooler than heroes," I mutter as I stare at the chess pieces before me. It is easier to be the one who sits in the shadows and moves the pieces, likewise deciding the flow of the game. Heroes will foolishly sacrifice their lives for the good cause and villains will sacrifice the world for their own gain, but masterminds will use both the heroes and villains to their own benefit. Why, you ask? Well, that's because I've lost my life once while trying to be a hero so, I don't want that anymore. I'd rather be a mastermind who molds the world as per my convenience and live peacefully. Because, why not? *** [Defender of Divine Glory says you are the hope of this world.] What? [Goddess of Wisdom believes that you will be the one to save the world.] Wait, what?! [Propose the Grand Duke the idea of a fake marriage.] And, why would I do that?! [Stop the assassination of Prince Eric.] Why would I save him?! [The candidates for the throne are:... Who will you choose?] Ah! I give up... It seems like a curse that anyone who wishes for a slacker life in Isekai will have to go through the most troublesome things. In my past life, I died because of one rookie mistake but after being transmigrated in the world of fantasy I've gotten an opportunity to start afresh, but unlike the protagonists who look for their love and glory, I'd rather make money and live a life of a slacker. I have magic, I have power and I have money, what else do I need? Well, that was the plan but this damn system is getting on my nerves. I mean who in their sane mind would want to mess with the complicated royal family and political affairs? But that's not all though. I've also become the saviour of this world. Things just can't be anymore worse! Besides, the penalty of failing this quest is... [Failure: Destruction of the World.] It seems like if I screw up in selecting the right person then the destruction that is going to befall the world won't be stopped. If I speak of my reward then it's this vague thing. [Reward: Fulfillment of any wish.] "If that's the case then, I'd rather choose the person who would be the best fit for the throne." And that's how I decided that I would become the Kingmaker.

The story begins in 1978, Ladakh, where we meet Major Abhimanyu. He receives a mysterious musical message, setting the tone for the narrative. The chapter likely lays the groundwork for an intriguing tale of mystery and adventure.

The Russian Empire will collapse. War will consume Europe. Ukraine will rise… only to fall into chaos. In 1900, Pavlo Skoropadskyi wakes up with knowledge of the future. He knows how it ends. A puppet Hetman. A broken country. A lost chance. This time, he refuses. Decades before the storm, he begins to prepare — building industry in the south, forging alliances among nobles, and shaping a power base strong enough to survive the coming collapse. But history does not change quietly. Empires will fall. Wars will come. And the more he tries to rewrite the future… the more dangerous it becomes.

When Rosalind follows her father to a grand banquet in the kingdom of Eryndor, she expects nothing but humiliation as her father intends to pawn her off to settle his gambling debts. Rosalind is fiercely unwilling to be controlled and is definitely unprepared for the attention of King Alaric, the kingdom’s feared tyrant whose dangerous charm and ruthless reputation make the bravest men tremble and women weak in their knees. Intrigued by her defiance, Alaric claims Rosalind as his own, and suddenly she is trapped in his castle, under the scrutiny of his watchful eyes, sinful tongue, and burning touch. Desperate to escape, she discovers a secret ally in a mysterious servant, one whose true identity shocks her and forces her to question everything she thought was real, with the fact that her father hadn't been in debt at all but had handed her to the malicious king with evil intentions. Rosalind finds herself caught between two men: the controlling, prideful king who desires her completely, and the enigmatic servant who sees her as more than a prize. In a palace where deception is law and freedom is impossible, can Rosalind survive and who will truly claim her heart?

"Love is a sin for me, but for you, I'm willing to carry that sin." Iskandar Linwood is the King of Werewolves. At the age of 12, he gained his Supreme Alpha form and began the conquest to bring all the packs under his rule. No one has seen him fully because of the mask that covers the right side of his face, so that people cannot see the horrendous burn mark present there. Everyone says he is the other name of death. Whoever has tried to go against Iskander's wish, the person goes through the most horrible death. Yohana Arlington belongs to the Night Silver Pack. She was born wolf-less; however, it didn't limit Yohana's true strength from coming out. Two years ago, when Yohana's parents passed away, chaos occurred in her pack. Being wolf-less, she couldn't lead her pack. However, with her strategic planning and smartness, Yohana gains the trust of the elders of the pack and helps her brother become the next alpha of the pack as soon as he turns 18. One thing that Yohana is unaware of is the darkness that has begun lurking over her. Her brother sells her to the vicious Werewolf King, Iskander Linwood, as a slave to save the pack. Yohana has no way but to serve the werewolf King, because if she refuses, he will flood the river of blood in her pack. Can Yohana, who is a slave now, win Iskander's heart filled with only darkness? Will she carve a path for herself to become the Queen of the werewolves by making Iskander fall in love with her?

Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.

“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.

What if, in an alternate universe, Lord Krishna never existed during the era of the Mahabharata? What if Karna was never found by a charioteer, but was instead taken away by the Sun God, Surya, when Kunti abandoned him? Instead of being called as Sutaputra or Radheya, what is he is called the son of Goddess Sangya? What if Karna’s birth was not an accident but carried a cosmic purpose? In this world, with no Lord Krishna, the enemies whom he slew, like Narakasura and Kamsa, exist... their actions bound to leave deep marks on history. And what happens to the Pandavas with no Lord Krishna to show them the way? Will they be forced to take drastic steps? How would the history turn out? This fanfiction reimagines the epic with Karna at its center, not only as a warrior caught in royal conflicts of the Kuru Dynasty, but as a man searching for the true reason behind his existence. **** Note: This is just a fanfiction. Don't take it too seriously about certain events or actions.

In Illuminés, the City of a Thousand Lights, power belongs to alphas and obedience is carved into the bones of omegas. Soren was supposed to be safe a beta, invisible, untouchable. But fate branded him with the rarest mark: an Omega Dominant, a living anomaly whose beauty could ignite wars and whose scent could bend kings to their knees. He hides behind layers of powder and lies, serving in the Palace of Golden Ashes where predators roam and secrets bleed through gilded walls. Every breath is a gamble, every glance a blade. Because if they discover what he is, he won’t just lose his freedom he’ll lose himself. And when the Alpha of Alphas turns his gaze toward him, survival becomes a dangerous game of desire and power. PS: It my first tentative to write a novel so it will not be perfect but I will still try enjoy☺️

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_makii

Eloise’s hand trembled as Damien closed the distance between them. “You know too much,” he said, his voice low yet threatening. “Then give me reason to keep your secret,” Eloise replied, her chin lifting with defiance. She had nothing to lose now with her father gone. Damien’s gaze softened, just enough to keep her confidence alive. “Be mine, Eloise. Only then will both our futures remain intact,” he accepted the proposal. *** Upon her bedridden father’s request, Eloise Wilkins travels to town to stay with her uncle’s family for the season. Whilst Elosie enjoys her stay, she is unaware of her uncle’s plans to steal the money her father has set aside for her to inherit after his death. One fateful night at a ball brings a shocking revelation about her father’s death, and the culprit behind it is someone she least expected. Before her uncle seals her fate, Eloise stumbles into a childhood friend whom she proposes to using a secret he needs to remain hidden to force him accept her offer. With the help of her new husband, could Eloise expose the truth behind her father’s death? … After a reunion with his childhood love, Damien Hawthorne does the unexpected and gets married to the ever-so-cheerful Eloise Wilkins. Damien uses his power to help Eloise expose her family’s deeds and reclaim what belongs to her. Given a second chance with Eloise, Damien doesn’t intend to let her slip between his fingers again.

Chen Wanqing is over eighteen and still unmarried. One day, her grandmother comes to visit, wanting to give the marriage painstakingly arranged for her to her younger cousin, and her cousin's fiancé to her. Sisters swapping fiancés—if word got out, it would be a huge laughingstock. Chen Wanqing firmly refuses! Her younger cousin, furious and desperate, confronts her: "In your last life, you took a winding path for half your life before finally choosing him. Now, I'm letting you two be a loving couple ten years earlier. What are you hesitating for!" Chen Wanqing: "!" * The difference in Zhao Jing's life, from being a commoner to enjoying a prosperous official career and leaving his name in history, was just one Chen Wanqing. * Younger cousin: "What about Zhao Jing's bad luck? What about his life full of hardships? How is it that after marrying my older cousin, he has risen rapidly and enjoys a prosperous official career?" I'm totally freaking out! Could it be that I was reborn just to bring them together sooner!

Jin Qianqian never would have thought that just by inheriting a legacy, she would inexplicably gain a mysterious space. She didn't know where the space led to—the apocalypse, transmigration, or infinite survival? The moment she thought of all those web novels she had read, Jin Qianqian couldn't sit still anymore. It was time to hoard, hoard as much as she could, preferably filling the entire space. Just as she had squandered all her money and was preparing to head back, the person in the seat next to her turned out to be the dreamboat of her dreams. While she was agonizing over whether to confess her feelings, the plane crashed, and she actually traveled back to ancient times with her dreamboat! The ground was parched, her mouth full of sand and grit. She had become one of the fleeing refugees. Looking down at her own emaciated body, she didn't forget to pat her chest. Shamelessly, she comforted the dreamboat who was in the same predicament, "Senior, don't worry, I'll support you!"