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Love bound them. Deception sealed their fate. In the quiet village of Wisteria, Damaris lives freely—weaving tales and tending her herbs. Until a mysterious gardener arrives. Cold, silent, and unnervingly perceptive, he disrupts her peaceful life, sparking clashes, teasing, and an undeniable connection. With every passing second, irritation was slowly shifting to unease and unease to something neither of them can dare name. In a land of quiet mornings and dazzling nights, Damaris finds herself unsettled by his presence, sensing that behind his silence lies something dangerous. *** Excerpt How had they ended up in that position? Just a moment ago, there had been a distance between them. Now, the lake swallowed more than half her form, her chest pressed against his, her hand locked in one of his own while the other wrapped around her waist, daring her to break free from him if she willed. Yet her will was lost. His gray eyes held hers, steadfast and unyielding, seizing all form of reason from her. The water was cold, yet in that moment, a sort of warmth bloomed within her. From her heaving breasts to her feet that stood atop his own. “I—I thought you were immune to my charms,” the words left as a whisper that tickled the deepest parts of his ears. He leaned closer. “So did I” His lips met hers. Her world came to a still as she felt her entire being become molten silver. And Damaris knew… She was already undone.

Love of Fortune and Steel is a historical fantasy that weaves together romance, comedy, adventure, and the clash of worlds. James, a modern-day banker with an unwavering passion for history, experiences an extraordinary transformation during a routine museum visit. A mysterious supernatural force transmigrates him into a parallel medieval realm—a world familiar yet distinctly altered with its own unique nations, rulers, customs, and the presence of mana, a mystical energy that enhances martial prowess. In this enigmatic land, James encounters Bisera, a formidable and strikingly beautiful general of the Vakerian Empire, locked in a desperate struggle against the powerful Gillyrian Empire. Utilizing items granted by the supernatural entity, James saves Bisera’s life. Grateful and believing him to be a divine emissary sent by the Universal Spirit in response to her prayer, Bisera invites James to join her in defending the Vakerian Empire. As two souls isolated by their disparate worlds, a profound romance swiftly ignites between them. However, Bisera’s devout faith and the heavy burden of her responsibilities compel her to restrain their relationship, fearing that any overt passion might conflict with her duties and incur the wrath of the Universal Spirit, condemning their souls and the Vakerian Empire to ruin. James, enthralled by Bisera’s personality and talent, finds himself irresistibly drawn to her, yet frustrated by the invisible barriers she maintains. The vast differences in their worldviews and customs, coupled with James’s determination to return to his own world—an eventuality that might irrevocably separate them—act as chains on their blossoming love. With his modern knowledge and items, along with Bisera’s reliance on him, James quickly becomes an invaluable asset to the Vakerian Empire. However, this also makes him a target of Vakerian court politics and Gillyrian diplomacy. Their bond is further tested with the arrival of Saralta, a bold and free-spirited cavalry commander from the Vakerian steppes. In stark contrast to Bisera’s reserved and devout nature, Saralta pursues James with unbridled confidence and charm, challenging Bisera’s deeply held beliefs. Saralta’s liberal approach to love ignites a complex and often comical love triangle, forcing Bisera to confront her fear of losing James to Saralta’s advances and her greater dread of endangering their souls should they succumb to their feelings. As the Gillyrian onslaught intensifies, James, Bisera, and Saralta are swept into a maelstrom of love, duty, and faith. Bisera grapples with her unwavering sense of duty and steadfast faith, torn by the love that binds her to James. Saralta oscillates between the allure of freedom and the demands of propriety. Meanwhile, James must navigate his deep emotional devotion to Bisera and his fiery physical attraction to Saralta, all while striving to find a way between the two worlds before losing them both.

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Johan Blackwood transmigrated into an alternative world set in 1920, amidst the massive economic and social struggle. In this violent era, he wished to climb the ladder—to reach a height no man had ever stepped on before. Armed with a mysterious ability he called [Insight], Johan aimed for greatness.

Jin Yue survives by staying unseen. In the river-slums of the capital, he lives as a nameless wanderer...quiet, careful, and determined never to draw attention. But when a patrol leader intervenes in a moment he should not have, Jin Yue realizes something has changed. Someone has noticed him. As rumors spread of a mysterious “Moon Ghost” who hunts criminals under cover of night, the city prepares for a grand tournament...an event meant to uncover hidden talents and dangerous anomalies alike. Jin Yue wants nothing to do with it. Unfortunately, the tournament is designed to catch people exactly like him. Drawn into the spotlight against his will, Jin Yue finds himself entangled with the very man tasked with hunting the Moon Ghost, an upright cultivator whose interest feels disturbingly familiar, and dangerously personal. Beneath moonlight and blood, past ties begin to surface, secrets stir, and a truth long buried threatens to tear the empire apart. Some ghosts are born from hatred. Others are born because the world never gave them a place to live.

Eden got struck by lightening while leaving hate-comments on an ongoing Webnovel he hates. And as karma would have it, he woke up as the villain of the novel. In the novel, The emperor had announced that anyone who brings him the head of the Villainous Wizard of EL, will be rewarded handsomely. And So Everyone, Especially the Powerful Male leads of this novel, are bent on killing this Villain - The same villain Eden woke up as! Eden knew he had to do everything to escape death, even if that meant seducing and snatching the male leads of the original female lead to use them as powerful shields! ******* 1st Lead: "I will have your head with this sword if you ever get that close to me again" The Crown Prince threatened. "Well not after I'm done undressing you, Your Royal Highness" Eden shamelessly replied. 2nd Lead: "Why don't you have a drink with me?" The Grand Marquis had poured him a poisoned drink. "Well it'd be sweeter if I drink directly from your mouth My Lord" Eden offered him the drink. 3rd Lead: "Why don't you go bring me my book? Eden" The Grand Duke requested, an ambush set and waiting to kill Eden in the library. "Don't worry My Dear Duke, I have a better book here about two boys making out!" Eden offered. 4th Lead: "I've heard about your Impeccable magical skills Mr Wizard, can you perhaps teach me some?" The Mage requested, aiming to drain Eden's powers and life! "Don't worry sir, tonight I'll teach you a better skill I excel at - in Bed!" Eden tugged his collar. 5th Lead: "Can you help me find a partner to the Royal ball" The naive 'Little' prince was the worst at making evil plots. "Don't worry, I'll be your partner to the Royal Ball" But he was Eden's favourite because he was the least threat! ***** Mr Guide: "Hey Eden, I think something is wrong with the Original Story Plot, Thus You're going to be Mysteriously assassinated at the Upcoming event by someone other than the male leads!!" Eden Cried "What?! Someone Please Get me out of this Novel Right now!"

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.

"Abbot, the demon possessing my daughter will leave today, right?" "The profit I earn from trade and lending, is that pleasing to God, or has it already become the sin of usury?" "When disaster and injustice strike, why does God remain silent?" A top tier financial con artist has his soul transported to Florence in 1345, opening the story by impersonating a monastery abbot. In 1345, the House of Medici has not yet risen to power. The dawn of the Renaissance is still buried beneath the darkness of the Middle Ages. In 1345, the Black Death is about to arrive. Death is sharpening its scythe, ready to reap half of Europe. In 1345, theology is the only truth allowed to shackle thought. And he understands better than anyone how to define “truth.” He drains the wealth of the entire city with a single “gold certificate.” He triggers a crisis that turns Florence’s banking giants to dust beneath his feet. He writes doctrines of his own, disguises greed as “divine grace,” crowns the rising bourgeois class, and becomes the spiritual totem of capitalists. He ignites the Renaissance, frees the mind, and opens the age of “man.” When the plague sweeps across the land and all voices fall silent, he builds a kingdom on earth amid the ruins. With economic power in his left hand and the cross in his right, he becomes a pope who rules both matter and faith. * * * Hundreds of years later, in the estate of a 33rd degree Freemason. A young heir holds that green bill said to rule the world and points at the pope’s profile printed on it. "Father, why is this pope printed on the dollar?" The father reverently touches the back of the bill and says, "In God We Trust." ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• WARNING: The Mc is a bad guy who will use Christianity to fool the masses. He will deceive, kill and do a lot more in the name of God. So people who are very religious or don't like this type of Mc, read at your own risk. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• 100 Powerstones = 1 Bonus Chapter. To read 26+ advance chapters and support me, visit my p@treon at - P@atreon/SilverShark769

Lee Jae-hoon had lived his entire life with a dirt spoon. When he reopened his eyes after briefly closing them in the library, exhausted from overwork, he found himself reborn as the eldest son of the wealthiest family in ancient Rome. A new life had begun once more. This time, he would live properly, spending money without restraint, to his heart’s content. Or would he... .... Hi, Shallowman here) I tried to use the precedented title "The Mad Tycoon of Rome", there is already a discontinued translation with this title on here, and naming slightly different wouldn't sit well with me. So I checked. It seems like the title going around is actually incorrect. And so here we are) You can glean my thoughts on the novel in reviews below

I crossed into the world of Type Moon and, for some reason, the Root itself recognized me. As long as I die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become its lord, an existence stronger and freer than even the Seven Grand Servants. So, in order to die, I started acting like a complete fool across the Nasuverse. I cursed Gilgamesh to his face in Uruk, challenged almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, proclaimed in Israel that Solomon was a demon god instead of a holy king, and even stood at Morgan’s side in Britain. Yet for some reason I am still alive. By 1994, Fuyuki City, history has given me a ridiculous list of titles: the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the miracle worker supported by Prince Camelot. On top of the Fuyuki Bridge, a young yet world weary Lovi sits on the railing, staring at the city lights and sighing. “Tell me, what exactly went wrong? Or you could just kill me here and let me finally ascend to the Throne of Heroes. Please.” Kiritsugu Emiya lights a cigarette, glances at Artoria holding the Holy Spear, at the treasury of the King unfolding beside Gilgamesh, at the crimson spear tip reaching out from the distant Kingdom of Shadows. The cigarette in his hand trembles slightly.

Olivia Henderson, a 47-year-old overweight otaku with a filthy mouth, a dead social life, and a long list of regrets, was not supposed to die that night. She was supposed to wake up, go to work, and keep pretending life hadn’t already passed her by. Instead, she was executed in her sleep. killed for something she built, something powerful enough to get her erased without ceremony. But death doesn’t offer rest. It offers relocation. Olivia wakes in Tudor England, reborn as catalina, a seventeen-year-old noble girl bound by titles she doesn’t understand and laws designed to break women quietly. A servant. A political tool. A body branded with seals that suppress her abilities and chain her will. This world has skills. bloodline but only for those the church permits. It has nobles but power belongs to only that of the cruelest among them. And it has queens but even they bleed. Armed with the memories of a modern woman who has seen war, corruption, and the worst of human nature, olivia must navigate a court where smiles hide knives, faith is weaponized, and a single mistake can mean execution. Because her rebirth wasn’t a mistake. It wasn’t mercy.It wasn’t random. Something brought her here. Something is watching. And if olivia wants to survive the tudor court, the slave seals, and the fate history already wrote for her. She’ll have to become far more dangerous than the woman she used to be. ___________________________________ 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 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.

Walking the earth with a sword in hand Love and hate freely without a plan Stray into the red dust and grievances rise Emotions become the hero’s demise A bloodstained dress is the emperor’s dream The battlefield is not what it seems One sword may bind or break the heart Next life we’ll stay forever apart ----- When a twist of fate causes high school junior Wang Jingyuan to transmigrate into an alternate universe—one where Wuxia and palace struggles play out in real life—she promptly finds herself deeply entangled in power schemes, war, and heartbreak. Left with only her wits, modern knowledge, and all the dramas she’s ever watched, she must navigate this new world and become the smart and strong protagonist of her own story—without losing herself. As the worlds collide and fates intertwine, will Wang Jingyuan find her happily ever after, or will reality shatter every beautiful daydream? ----- Note: This is an ORIGINAL story, not a translation! All rights reserved. Warning: There will be minor cursing in the story.

After her grandfather's death, Bai Hanyun was disowned by her parents and cast out of the Bai family. With nowhere else to go, she left the city and returned to the countryside. There, by a twist of fate, she discovered an antique mirror hidden in the basement of her newly purchased home. From that moment on, strange events began to unfold—until one day, she stumbled upon a prayer from a young general. Feng Xiyan, besieged by the Yuezhi Tribe and betrayed by the imperial court, had been driven into a desperate corner. With no access to water, food, or medicine, he and the citizens of Xiqiang City could do nothing but await death. But just as all hope seemed lost, Heaven intervened. From that moment on, the Feng Army and the people of Xiqiang City had enough food and water, living lives more prosperous than even the Emperor himself.

Karl Wagner is a disgruntled middle-aged instructor at the Bundeswehr Command and Staff College. He finds himself concerned about the direction in which the German nation is headed just as he is killed in a terrorist attack. Only to awaken and find himself reborn as an infant, Bruno von Zehntner, the youngest son of a noble family renowned for its part in the German war industry a few years after the founding of the German Empire. Bruno, as he is now known, desires to rewrite history and ensure the German Empire emerges victorious in the coming century. And in doing so, finds himself entrenched in a world filled with Blood and Iron!

From overworked corporate slave to… the fat niece of a future villain? At twenty-three, my life ended in the most ironic way possible, drowning in a lake while reading an online romance novel. When I woke up, I wasn’t just alive, I was inside that very novel. And worse, not as the princess or the healer or even the tragic maid. No. I woke up as Seraphine Agro, the silver-haired, chubby niece of the story’s main villain, Duke Tayler Agro, the man who would one day summon a famine, experiment on peasants, and get publicly executed. Awesome. Now I’m stuck in a half-collapsed mansion with stale soup, a broken “Duke” father who’s too kind for his own good, and an entire kingdom collapsing into plague and hunger. And to make things worse, the hero of the story—the dangerously handsome knight Sir Alex Canva, is on his way to inspect our lands. I know the plot. I know who dies. And I’m not planning to go quietly. Armed with sarcasm, stubbornness, and a questionable diet, I’m rewriting destiny, one disastrous choice at a time.

A Secretive area which located within is documents that tell of secrets, creatures and events that exist across space and time.

Xie Yunzhen went south to manage the floodings and brought back the widow of his childhood friend. At that time, they were still in a cold war. Ji Mingzhu, distracted, fell and bled on the spot. During the difficult labor, Xie Yunzhen refused to return to the mansion to see her, but instead took his childhood friend out of the city to enjoy the scenery. In despair, Ji Mingzhu passed away. Reborn, she just wants to stay far away from Xie Yunzhen. She began to look at other families, hoping to find a gentle and considerate husband. The man who was indifferent and distant to her, however, clung to her, "Ji Mingzhu, you can only marry me!" In the past life. Xie Yunzhen didn't expect that acting out of spite would make him miss Ji Mingzhu's last moments. She left. The child was gone too. His heart felt pierced by thousands of arrows, and he coughed up blood from the pain. Reborn, Ji Mingzhu wants to marry someone else. Xie Yunzhen's eyes turned red: Dream on!

The legitimate daughter of the Duke Mansion, Shen Ruoxi, married into the General Mansion, spending two years alone in an empty room. She devoted herself to serving her in-laws and supporting the household. However, her husband returned triumphant, bringing back a pregnant woman, and even promised to marry her openly as a secondary wife! Fine, she had long had enough of being the General's wife; there was nothing to linger for. A divorce letter cut things cleanly. Upon meeting again, she had already become the army's renowned miracle doctor. Why does the heartless man now look regretfully abandoned? Staring at her stunningly beautiful face, his eyes reddened. The jealous and furious Prince Zhan, embarrassed by his anger, said, "General Xiao, Ruoxi is now this prince's princess consort. If you wish to die, this prince will grant you that wish."

Ruan Susu, an older female otaku, transmigrated to become a young lady of the Duke Mansion in a fictional dynasty. Although she is an illegitimate child whose mother has died, her life is considered prosperous and luxurious! However, within half a month, Sister Ruan realizes she has transmigrated into a book about an illegitimate daughter striving for success! And she merely appears once at the beginning of the book, without even a name, only referred to as Thirteenth Lady, a Bystander! What's more tragic is that the Duke Mansion is about to face confiscation and exile, and Ruan Susu is about to swiftly change from a rich beauty to an Official Slave, feeling the universe's harsh malice coming at her, isn't she?