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Chen Sanshi transmigrated into a chaotic world at the end of a dying dynasty. Fortunately, he had the Grinding System by his side. At first, he just wanted to make a living by hunting—earn some money, and one day join a martial arts school to learn a bit of fist and kickwork. His dream was simple: to become a modestly wealthy man who could live comfortably. But heaven never follows one’s wishes. Officials were greedy and oppressive, martial schools bullied commoners, and to survive, Chen Sanshi had no choice but to enlist in the army, becoming an archer. Starting from [Archery (Beginner)], he ground day and night until he reached [Ten-Thousand-Stone Bow—Every Arrow Unavoidable]. He could shoot down an enemy general’s head from one hundred li (about 50 kilometers) away! From [Basic Spearsmanship for Infantry], he pushed himself beyond limits until he mastered [Dragon Spear of Nation-Suppression—The More He Fights, the Braver He Becomes]. Standing firm with his spear on horseback, he alone could roar and make one million enemies retreat! Years later, Chen Sanshi had fought north and south across countless battlefields. He was now unmatched under heaven, commanding two hundred thousand elite iron cavalry. As his generals draped the imperial yellow robe over his shoulders, he looked helplessly at them and sighed, “You all… you’ve really made me suffer, you know?” ______________________________________________________________________ You can read advance chapters of this novel and other novels in my patreon patreon.com/NO_NAME1412

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?

Erwin, a talented archaeology professor, came across a relic of the Third Reich that took him back in time to the Second World War, where he became cannon fodder in the ranks of the German army. [ Warning: I want to make it clear first of all that this novel is only for the hard of heart and strong of stomach, if you don't meet those conditions, don't come crying later. Also, put aside your patriotism, the protagonist is a German soldier, so if your country suffers losses, I'm sorry, but you knew what was going to happen, don't be fool ]

**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.

Yao Zhi died in regret due to exhaustion and transmigrated into an unrecorded kingdom in history. Waking up to find herself in a body weighing more than 200 jin, she was in despair. As she was ready to curse Heaven, she found herself bound with a system. With an auction system on hand, she embarked on the journey of pampering her rough husband and building her business. -------- Cover art by Zackbill ( @bila_art24 on X )

Trent Sullivan wakes as a seventeen-year-old Ezio Auditore in 1476 Florence, finding his soul fused with a hybrid Isu-fragment consciousness interface. This living ledger tracks his achievements to unlock muscle memory and latent Isu technology while he works to rewrite the Auditore tragedy. Racing against a ticking quest timer, he must use modern strategic thinking to evacuate his family and survive a city filled with Templar informants.

"A World of Pain, A World of Sorrow, A World of Disdain, Devoid of Tommorow." Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he lived however he pleased. A spoiled noble brat who never faced consequences. Until the night everything changed. What should have been a celebration turns into a nightmare, and in the blink of an eye, he finds himself standing in the middle of the Great Svaron War — a catastrophe fought four hundred years ago, where entire continents collided and countless lives were erased. This was no glorious war of heroes. Lands were stripped bare, cities reduced to graves, and everything living became food for vultures. Men, beasts, monsters... none were spared from the true scourge of war. Out there, his name, title, and bloodline mean nothing. Survival is the only thing that matters. Thrown into an age of death and ruin, he must either fight... or be swallowed by the battlefield like everyone else. Will he fall, or does fate roll a dice.

"This is a world-first story. The history is the story. Stay with it." The world has ended before. Not in myth. Not in metaphor. It ended completely — gods unmade reality reaching for something they were never meant to hold, and existence corrected itself the only way it knows how. It took fifty thousand years to forget. Another hundred thousand to rebuild. It is about to happen again. This is not one story. It is many — stitched together across millennia, told through the eyes of those who lived inside a world that carries its own wounds forward. A nameless being waking in a summoning circle, learning what it means to exist. A woman who hesitated when she should have fought, and traded a year of her life for knowledge that is quietly unmaking her. A girl in an apothecary being handed a promise she doesn't yet understand. They do not know each other. Not exactly. But the world remembers. It always remembers. Stay long enough and you will see how the threads connect — how every choice echoes, how every name given in love becomes a weight carried forward, how the pattern emerging beneath the history is not a mystery to be solved but a wound that never fully closed. Knowledge is the weapon. History is the scar. And somewhere in the silence between chapters — You will realize you already care.

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.

The Kingdom of broken stars was once the brightest empire under the sky. But one night, the stars fell… and with them, the truth was buried. Princess Aren was born in the shadow of that fall. The court calls her cursed. The kingdom calls her useless. But when a whisper from the forbidden forest speaks her name, Aren realizes her fate is tied to the broken stars above. Now, with a mysterious boy who carries light inside him, she must choose: stay silent and let the kingdom rot, or uncover a secret that could destroy the throne… or save it. In a world where history is written by liars, can a girl no one believes in rewrite the stars?

An unearthly beauty with black hair, snow-white skin, and bright red lips... Yue Ran has been told that she was born exceptionally beautiful for as long as she can remember. She meets all people's expectations for beauty, but she is a girl who loves no one but herself. Only such a person can be invincible in many small worlds. Ah, but there is one thing she lacks: free will. [World 1- White Rich Beauty (Completed)] Villain: "You saved my life, but I still treated you so badly… How about I promise you with my body?" Male protagonist: "Don’t be scared, Ran Ran. Don’t look if it’s scary." Male Supporting Character 1: "You look very beautiful today." Male Supporting Character 2: "Yue Ran, you are the one who provokes me first!" [World 2 - Unloved Daughter of Yue Mansion (Completed)] [World 3 - Dodder Flower in the Zombie Apocalypse (Completed)] [World 4 - Loyal Maid Who Died Because of Beauty (Completed)] [World 5 - White Lotus Transfer Student (Completed)] [World 6 - The Gentle Psychiatrist (Completed)] [World 7 - Blackened Junior Sister (Completed)] [World 8 - Substitute Bride of the Demon King (Completed)] [World 9 - The Ill Lady in a BL World (In Progress)] [World 10 - The Competitor ()] [World 11 - Short-Lived Cannon Fodder ()] [World 12 - Abandoned Fiancé in the Infinite Dungeon ()] [World 13 - Poor Illegitimate Daughter ()] [World 14 - Sacrificial Sword of Heaven ()] + - + - + - + - + - + Also known as: "I am a villain, and I act like a villain, but everyone loves me", "I feed on love". + - + - + - + - + - + Please help support me at: ko-fi.com/xanaclarke Every donation is greatly appreciated!

Bad news: You’ve just been conscripted by the Emperor. Good news: You’re now in charge of recruiting the Cursed High Lords, and your chess pieces can be brought to life. You can even possess and personally command them. Bad news: You only have 500 points, and can summon nothing beyond basic units. Good news: By leveling up, you can earn more points, gain greater authority, and eventually claim your own colony as a newly appointed Planetary Governor. Bad news: A Necron tomb lies right beneath your seat of power. Good news: Even more Cursed High Lords are waiting for your call to arms. So gather your allies, prepare for the unexpected, and plunge into a chaotic yet thrilling Warhammer 40,000 adventure where every move could change the fate of your world. -------------------------------- 70 advanced chapters are now available on Patreon!

if you want to read until the latest update, you can visit my patreon at patreon.com/caleredhair. thank you everyone! —— After being knocked out and abruptly awakened by a punch, Morin finds himself a prisoner of war. He initially believed he was in a world on the eve of a conflict similar to World War I, but quickly discovers the actual situation is far more bizarre. For starters, why is he, an Imperial soldier, allied with volunteers from the International Brigades?! Assault Troopers who look like walking Iron Cans carrying swords and shields, Armored Knights powered by a mix of diesel and Magic, and battle mages marching with the army… All of this tells Morin that this world has serious, fundamental issues. But his immediate concern is how to survive this conflict, a war ironically touted as ‘the war to end all wars.’ Key Elements: Magically Modified World War I Real Men Use Bolt-Action Rifles Diesel-Powered Armored Knights Airship Boarding Actions This is a Fans-Translations

Ye Qianning becomes a six-year-old little dumpling. Not only does she possess dual-system special abilities, she also has four fathers. “Daddy!” The little dumpling cries tearfully, leaving the four prominent, dashing figures of the imperial capital utterly flustered. The Scholar-Official Daddy: “Little girl, you can't just claim anyone as your father. Hurry up and go back where you came from.” The Foxy Daddy: “If I had a daughter, she would surely be the greatest beauty in the world. How could she be as chubby as a ball!” The Businessman Daddy: “The Gu family hasn't produced a daughter for three generations. How could she possibly be a child of my Gu family?” The General Daddy, however, is excited: “Hahaha, I was fated to have no children, and heaven suddenly gave me a little meat bun. Come on, daughter, let's go home with Daddy!” A little girl suddenly appears in the General's residence, causing several influential figures of the capital to lurk by the wall every day. Eventually, they just stop leaving, all declaring that they will only leave when their own daughter comes home with them. The General Daddy roars angrily: “Why didn't you acknowledge her back then? Now, if anyone dares to snatch my daughter from me, I'll fight them to the death.” Beside them, a prim and proper little boy mutters under his breath with his hands behind his back: “When she grows up, she is going to marry me and be my wife.” Hearing this, the four prominent fathers' eyes blaze with fire, looking extremely dangerous. The little dumpling watches the drama that unfolds daily and facepalms in resignation: “She just wants to cultivate her spatial dimension to live a long life... Matters of love and romance, stay away.”

The charm of farming life in springtime is profound. Transmigrated into the life of a pregnant abandoned wife, Bai Ruozhu resolved to live off the land, the water, and the space, striving to prosper through farming and trading with her cute baby. In passing, she also hopes to find a handsome man to be a father to her child. But that masked demon, could you please stop climbing my window all the time? ====== Other completed works include "The Poison Doctor of the Noble House," "Fortune Meets Wisdom," "Reborn and Refusing to Marry the Wealthy," and more. With proven quality, you're welcome to jump right into these adventurous plots!

Mei Wanying was reborn. In her past life, she forced a marriage with her family's adopted son, Pei Yan. Pei Yan hated her to the core, and on the day after their wedding, he left to guard the Border. She went to find her husband with a pregnant belly, only to discover that his heart belonged to another. Mei Wanying fled in disarray, but unexpectedly, she was captured by enemies on the way. Unwilling to be humiliated, she ended her life with a hairpin. Upon her rebirth, Mei Wanying no longer obsessively clung to Pei Yan. She hid from him, avoided all occasions where Pei Yan appeared, and even returned to her old home in Jiangnan. News came back that Mei Wanying was getting married. Red candles flickered as a noble and distinguished man appeared in the bridal chamber and lifted her wedding veil. The corners of Pei Yan's eyes were crimson, "Mei Wanying, how dare you marry someone else?" Mei Wanying called him Elder Brother. Pei Yan's eyes reddened with anger. Brother, my foot! "I am your husband!"

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!"

Hua Manman never expected to transmigrate into a satisfying palace-intrigue novel, becoming the cannon fodder female supporting character in the book. She tried to turn the tables, but discovered that as long as she didn't act according to the plot, she would feel a heart-wrenching pain as if being stabbed by a knife. In that case, she might as well just lie flat and be a salted fish! But what was baffling was, why did that Prince Zhao, known for being sinister, ruthless, and treacherous, always like to stare at her? ... Prince Zhao discovered that something seemed to be wrong with his ears. As long as he stared at someone, he could hear that person's inner thoughts. For example, right now, Hua Manman was crying with tears streaming down her beautiful face: "To be able to receive the Prince's favor is truly a blessing this humble servant has cultivated in a past life!" However, what she was thinking in her heart was— "Oh my, this chili oil today has quite a kick! It's making me cry so hard I can't even stop." ... (1v1, Sweet)

Ye Chutang, the heir of an Ancient Medical Family, toiled her entire life, only to die unexpectedly just as she was about to take over. Reborn into a new life, all she wants is to be a salted fish and laze her life away. Who knew she would start with a critical blow: her parents and eldest brother were assassinated, leaving her and three children behind. Her third brother was gravely injured, her fourth brother was in a coma, and there was a nursing baby crying out for food. She weighed the cold corn bun in her hand and looked up at the sky in despair; one person dragging along three, this hand of cards was so bad it would be better to start over. The Little Milk Group tugged on her pant leg. "Hungry." Ye Chutang: "..." Get up and get to work! Ye Chutang's plan was perfect: raise the children, then retire to live out her days. But as it turned out, a certain man would not let her have her way. "Second Miss Ye, you've delayed me for so many years. You ought to give me an explanation." Ye Chutang: "6." You were the one who lingered at my door and refused to leave back then, and now it has become my fault? The Ye Family became extraordinary: The Ye Family's third son is the dynasty's top scholar, the Ye Family's fourth son is renowned in the Northwest for his great military achievements, and the Ye Family's Fifth Miss has a business empire that spans the world, her wealth rivaling a nation's. Only Second Miss Ye of the Ye Family, busy raising her younger siblings, had unknowingly grown older, her marriage prospects becoming a worry. Until one day, the all-powerful Duke Dingbei, Shen Yanchuan, arrived with a ten-li-long bridal procession to marry her. Ye Chutang was silent for a long time. "This time, you're in charge of the kids."

Transmigrated into the body of a homely peasant girl, Juhua, she ignores people's looks of disdain or pity, like a wild chrysanthemum blooming wantonly, quietly opening in the fields and Zhang Yang-ing her vigorous vitality amidst the bleak autumn wind! When youth is as indifferent as a chrysanthemum, love is also quietly watching… ************** Yuan Ye's new book, "Sun and Moon Shine Together," is now being uploaded. Friends, please add it to your collection, recommend, and support it. My deepest thanks!