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Vijay, an ISRO scientist, gets reincarnated in the Vijayanagara Empire, which has not yet weakened but unified South India in a parallel Earth similar to the current one, with slightly altered people and events in the 17th century. Watch how he guides the ancient nation back on the right track again. For Resources Discord: https://discord.gg/mRRVjFaf5H For UPI Donations: authormithunreddygaru@kotak Disclaimer: This novel is a work of fiction that explores historical events within the context of a parallel Earth. Any similarities to real-world historical occurrences are purely coincidental and are a product of the author's imagination. The intent is to offer an alternate perspective on history and should not be construed as an accurate representation of actual events. Reader discretion is advised.

Camilla Hudson was the world’s most sought-after assassin, known only as "The Black Widow." After years of bloodshed, hunting down corrupt politicians, she finally collected her final paycheck, laid down her sniper and prepared for a peaceful retirement of luxury and... WebNovels. But when her favorite story is left on a brutal cliffhanger, Camilla does what any frustrated reader would do: she trashes the author in the comments. "I could do a better job than this!" The Universe took her literally. Transmigrated into the body of the pathetic, love-crazed Lady Camilla, the female lead who just attempted suicide over a divorce. To return to her world, she must give the book an ending and mark it completed. Her plan? Sign the papers, take the money, and leave or she would be stuck inside the story forever. However, she’s been granted a terrifying new perk—The Cursed Tongue. Every "bad" word she utters becomes a reality. But there’s a secret perk she doesn't know about: Lord Damon can hear every single one of her murderous, sarcastic thoughts. The General, who once overlooked his clingy wife, is now terrified, intrigued, and utterly obsessed with the "new" Camilla. As she tries to sprint toward a "Happily Ever After" (and a quick exit), the General suddenly tears up the divorce papers. "You want to leave, wife? Over my dead body." Can Camilla write her own ending when the Male Lead refuses to follow the script?

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.

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

Ellena is an orphan. She stayed in a small orphanage in the countryside for 18 years till the high school graduation. After that she moved to the city and has been working as an administrative officer since then. There's nothing worth mentioning about her life except for one day she suddenly transmigrated to a distant place where magic and myth, past and present entangled together sucking in her body and soul. *** This is my first novel, please be kind as English isn't my native language :) Credit to the owner of the picture.

He claims she belongs to another man… but he looks at her like she’s already his. Aveline Willowgrave was born to wealth, dignity… and a future she would never live to claim. At ten years old, she watched her parents die. The years that followed were worse. Her uncle stole her inheritance, her home, and her freedom. And at last… he sold her. She was masked, chained, and priced like livestock before a room of hungry men. Just as the crowd surges forward to strip her bare, a single voice cuts through the auction… A bid so high it silences the entire hall. A knight from Greenvale. He does not save her. He buys her. And when he removes his helmet, Aveline’s breath catches. Theron. The quiet orphan boy she once mocked when her world was still soft and golden. Now, he stands before her, powerful, controlled… and impossible to read. He tells her she was never meant for him. She was purchased as a gift, for Prince Vaelor of Greenvale, the Crown Prince whispered to be as cruel as he is untouchable. Cornered between slavery and a fate worse than death, Aveline makes the only choice left to her. “Don’t give me to the prince,” she whispers. “Take me as your mistress instead.” But Theron did not return to her life by accident. He has his own reasons. His own secrets. And as Aveline is drawn into Greenvale’s glittering court, she begins to wonder... Why did he choose her? Why did he disappear days before her parents died? And why, when he looks at her now, does it feel less like hatred… and more like something far more dangerous?

There is a veil that hides all supernatural races from humans. A curse that brings pain to the inhabitants of the veil. Magic has to be used at the cost of a life and the stars have been long forgotten. The only way to reverse the curse is to find a Dîva, an extinct race of supernaturals equivalent to gods. The prophecy gives them hope that an Āsimati will find a Dîva that will save them all. But what if this Dîva will be the cause of their extinction? 1 or 2 chapters per week. extra chapters if ten power stones are reached

Experiencing a suffocating marriage with the man whom she was arranged to marry made Joanna want to leave him. But it was a failure as she died as the wife of the man who abandoned her and her son before they divorced. On the verge of her death, she made a wish to not encounter him again if there was a next life. She wished for the end of their fate only in this lifetime. She wanted to forget everything about him. However, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the room of the mansion of the man she just married. She was awakened by a dream that seemed to be a nightmare of her past life. She didn’t remember completely everything that had occurred in her past life and the dream was fragmented. But deep inside her heart, she only felt one thing. She was adamant about leaving him, to be far away from him. Therefore, she left his mansion just before she met him in person in the present lifetime. However, what she didn’t expect was that the so-called husband pursued her, not allowing her to leave him. Would Joanna be successful in leaving the man in this lifetime? Would fate play the same tragedy as her past life? --- As he pulled his finger away from her soft, warm lips, he said, “It is good you stopped winding up, Joanna. Otherwise, I would have used the other method to make you stop blabbering over the same, boring topic endlessly.” When he noticed the stubborn woman was about to prove herself to be stubborn, the man leaned forward in a swift movement, facing the woman’s stupefied face which was an inch away from his. “Continue to blabbering, don’t blame me if I apply my other method right now,” the man murmured above her breath, trailing his gaze from her quivering eyes to her lips before moving it back to her now widened eyes. --- *Cover doesn’t belong to the author. Credit to the artist/owner.

Seventeen-year-old Mateo Reyes has always trusted logic. Patterns make sense. History has answers. Mysteries can be solved. Until one leads straight to him. Hidden within the ancient walls of Intramuros, Mateo uncovers a relic known as the Sunstone—a forgotten artifact etched with Baybayin, tied to a past that was never meant to be remembered. What begins as a puzzle quickly becomes a journey across the Philippines, as Mateo and his fearless best friend Lila follow a trail of riddles buried in history itself. From the shadowed bells of Balangiga to the shifting rivers of Butuan and the sacred heights of the Cordillera, each clue reveals something impossible: The islands were never separate. They were part of a hidden network—built by ancient Filipinos to protect their identity before it could be erased. But someone else has been searching longer. A secret organization known as the Watchers will stop at nothing to claim the network and control the truth. And at their center is a man who doesn’t just want the past— He wants to decide who deserves it. As the puzzles grow more dangerous, Mateo realizes something even more unsettling: The clues aren’t guiding him. They’re judging him. Because this was never just a mystery. It was a test. And Mateo Reyes was chosen to take it. Now, with the final secret within reach and the Watchers closing in, Mateo must make a choice no logic can solve: Hide the truth. Control it. Or trust the world with it. Because in the end, history isn’t just something you discover— It’s something you prove you deserve.

Di Jun is the Demon Lord, a powerful king whose heart is as cold as ice. A curse is killing him, and the only cure is a mortal woman named Hua Qian, a simple doctor whose life energy is pure poison to his kind. He makes her a deal: bind her soul to his for one year to save his life, and he will grant her any wish she desires. Forced to stay by his side, Hua Qian sees the lonely man behind the monster. As she heals his body, she begins to melt his frozen heart. Their dangerous, forbidden love grows in a world that wants them apart. But the curse is just the beginning. An old enemy who wants Di Jun's power is coming for them both, and to save the man she loves, Hua Qian must make a choice that will cost her everything.

Wei Yingluo reborn for vengeance, she is a ghost in her own skin, navigating the treacherous court with a chilling smile as she dismantles the lives of those who betrayed her. But in the palace's forgotten corners, she meets another outcast the "crippled" Crown Prince, a man who sees the storm behind her eyes and recognizes it as his own. A forbidden connection, whispered under the moon's cold eye, begins to bloom. This new love is a dangerous warmth, a beautiful and terrifying prison that threatens to melt the icy hatred that fuels her, forcing her to question what she truly wants: retribution for the dead, or a future with the living.

The Creator has become the Creature. Thirty-three-year-old Carrie Smith was a master of misery. A jaded author who lived for tragedy, she spent her nights crafting cold, god-like Alphas and the women they were destined to break. But after a glitch in reality, Carrie wakes up in a nightmare of her own making. She has transmigrated into Li Lian—the twenty-year-old cannon fodder she designed to suffer. The Script is live. And she’s the target. Now trapped in a world governed by her own cruel rules: The Law of the War-Path: The Luna must prove her worth by serving the Alpha and his scouts. The Alpha’s Decree: Commander Yan—the man she gave a heart of stone—is determined to destroy her to protect another. The Body’s Betrayal: Despite her resistance, Li Lian’s body is programmed to crave the very monster she’s trying to escape. As Carrie tries to break free by defying the plot, something goes terribly wrong. Her indifference makes the cold Alpha interested. Her defiance confuses the Script. And her rebellion begins to rewrite the tragedy itself. General Wei may be more than just a character—he might be her only ally. But the Script is evolving. And it is determined to make her a victim. Can a cynical author survive her own story without becoming the tragedy she wrote? Or will the villain she created prove that some monsters… are impossible to escape? . . “I wrote you to be a monster, Commander Yan Liang. I didn’t realize I’d be the one you devoured.” . . -This book contains historical elements; 100% of the ancient Chinese facts used are gotten from research. Please do not come for the author if there's a misunderstanding. Ty. -Book cover is mine. But just in case, reach out to me on IG and I'll take it down.

Lucas Graves was an ordinary young man from a futuristic world—until a tragic accident took his life. Now, he awakens as Xavier Alden, the son of a noble in an ancient era where cultivation reigns supreme. But Xavier was weak, betrayed, and left for dead. With no memories of Xavier's past life, Lucas must conceal his true identity while uncovering the truth behind his predecessor’s downfall. Determined to grow stronger, he begins practicing the forbidden Dual Cultivation Technique, a path long shunned for its overwhelming power and dangerous consequences. But to fully unlock its potential, he must conquer the world’s most extraordinary beauties, forging bonds that will elevate his strength to unimaginable heights. As shocking secrets unravel and war brews in the shadows, Lucas is thrust into the turmoil of a world on the brink of chaos. To survive, he must defy fate, master the lost art of cultivation, and carve his own destiny—before the past catches up with him. NB: The novel may start at a slower pace, allowing for deep world-building and character development, but I assure you, the story will become increasingly engaging as it unfolds.

Sera, an assassin known as the Angel of Death, was on her way to live a normal life—a life without killing. But suddenly, she is magically transported to a strange land ruled by Azron Mort, a ruthless lord and warrior who has claimed thousands of lives. To survive in this unfamiliar place, Sera pretends to be mute, hides her assassin skills, and does everything she can to avoid angering Azron Mort. But how can she stay out of his way when she is living under his roof with no chance to escape? And worst of all… she has caught the warlord’s attention. Chaos seems to follow her everywhere, leaving her no choice but to unleash her hidden skills to protect the people who have become important to her. A story of two people from different worlds, each forced to kill in order to survive, whose lives become intertwined in ways neither expected.

“I would rather go to war than marry him.” Prince Aurelian never expected his fate to be sealed with a single decision—a political marriage to his enemy, Prince Draven of Nightbane. Cold. Unreadable. Infuriating. Everything Aurelian despises. Forced to share a room, a future, and a name, their rivalry only burns hotter. But behind Draven’s silence lies something dangerous, and behind Aurelian’s defiance hides a heart that may not be as guarded as he thinks. As jealousy rises, tensions snap, and secrets unfold, one truth becomes impossible to ignore— The villain may have fallen first… but the prince might fall harder.

This Novel explores the trials of a delusional traveler through everything his world has to offer, be it mysterious questions with no answers in sight, devilish creatures that could murder him in an instant, or factions that rule hundreds of continents with iron fists. Follow him as he travels the strangely massive world with his untrustworthy revolver, necessary grit, anger issues, and an unhealthy ounce of schizophrenia. All while an annoying scarlet sky looms over his cranium.

[Mature Content - R18+ | Lustful Romance] The law says you must fall in love in six months. But what if you’ve already sinned with the wrong man in one night? In the Kingdom of Arindale, marriage is not a contract—it is a performance. The egotistical Emperor and his romance-addicted Empress believe they are the world’s greatest matchmakers. Their law is simple: every high-society couple has six months to "fall in love" through a series of mandated, intimate courtships. To fail is to insult the Crown; to succeed is to secure the bloodline. Lady Kaia Taryn is the black sheep of a decorated military house, a rebel with a sharp tongue and zero interest in the "perfect" life. Her sister, Victoria, is the empire's darling—the woman destined to marry the Paragon of Arindale: Prince Aeron Valdamar. To the ton, Prince Aeron is a statue of virtue—cold, disciplined, and untouchable. But Kaia knows the truth. She knows the way his hands feel when they aren't wearing white gloves. She knows the dark, voyeuristic hunger in his eyes. And she knows exactly what he sounds like when he’s breaking every rule of "respectable" society. Because one month ago, under a mask of anonymity and a haze of spirits, Kaia and Aeron shared a night of depravity that should have remained a ghost. Now, Kaia has been moved into the palace, promised to Aeron's soft-spoken younger brother, Prince Beckett. She is forced to watch her "perfect" sister be courted by the man who branded her skin in the dark. But Aeron has no intention of playing the saint for long. Behind the silk curtains of the palace, a treacherous game begins. It starts with a lingering look during a royal promenade. It escalates to secret touches beneath the Emperor's banquet table. Soon, Aeron is demanding more than just her memories—he wants to watch her break, and he wants her to watch him ruin her. Between the Empress’s forced romantic dates and the constant threat of the gallows, Kaia and Aeron are spinning a web of lies. They are supposed to be falling for their betrothed, but in the shadows of the Arindale court, they are busy committing the most delicious treason of all. Falling in love was the law. Falling in lust was their death warrant.

Felix, a business elite, died in a car accident under a heavy truck, but his soul accidentally traveled to New York in 1860 and became a 19-year-old Irish youth with nothing. With only 100 dollars in his pocket, he built a canning factory from scratch using modern business thinking, expanding it to become a company. During the turbulent years of the Civil War, his assets soared thanks to precise planning. With the advent of the Gilded Age, he expanded into oil, steel, military industry, railroads, and even ventured into media, real estate, electrical technology, and the hotel industry. From a contemporary elite to a 19th-century pauper, how did he create a multi-faceted, top-tier family tycoon in America a century ago? This is a translation America 1860: Building a Financial Tycoon from Scratch 美利坚1860：从零开始当财阀

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.