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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.

Marked by the devil. Hunted by the damned. Forsaken by fate. At the age of six, Adanu Raksa was condemned to die, a sacrificial offering to the Carrion Flower Devil. But fate had other plans. He survived. Yet survival came with a cost. The devil’s taint clings to his soul, an unseen curse that draws horrors from the abyss. Every night, spirits whisper his name. Demons hunger for his essence. The dead rise in his presence. Wherever he goes, misfortune follows. He is a harbinger of disaster, feared and cast aside by the world. But Adanu Raksa refuses to bow to fate. If the world will not accept him, then he will carve his own path; by steel, wit, or sheer defiance. Yet in the darkness, forces beyond mortal understanding conspire. Old gods stir, forgotten evils awaken, and the cursed dagger whispers in the night. Is he a mere pawn in a game beyond comprehension? Or will he defy the very fate that seeks to consume him?

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.

“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.

“In an age where knowledge cuts deeper than knives, Victoria is about to learn far more than is safe for any soul to bear.” Victoria and Robert were torn from the gentle dullness of their ordinary century and cast into a realm governed by proto-concepts—those ancient, unblinking truths from which life, death, and divinity themselves are carved. Proclaimed “Heroes” by a world too desperate to question its own choices, they were commanded to rise in strength, confront a Demon Lord, and deliver salvation to a land that had never been theirs. Robert donned the mantle with the fervour of a man stepping into destiny. Victoria… hesitated. And in that hesitation, something old—older than scripture, older than light—turned its gaze toward her. She felt its attention like a draft through a locked room. In a moment poised between terror and terrible understanding, she accepted its offer: a contract sealed in silence, a year of her life exchanged for a thing that should never have been permitted to exist. Not in this world. Not in any. She did not yet grasp that, in straying from the Hero’s ordained path, she had not merely shifted her fate— she had begun to unwrite the very scaffolding of her humanity. Now Victoria walks like a phantom through a world that has marched on without her— one year behind the celebrated Hero, yet burdened with an insight so sharp it threatens to cut her free from mortality itself. She can now trespass upon knowledge forbidden to scholars, sorcerers, or even those who stand at the pinnacle of human mastery. She commits the kind of acts whispered only of beings who have stepped beyond the human threshold… and never returned. And in a world built on primordial, immovable truths, one truth endures: Knowledge is power. But power, when mishandled, becomes a curse that devours its bearer— quietly, inevitably, like rot beneath embroidered silk.

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

[The Throne of Eras: Divine Autocracy & The Emperor’s Crucible] The dead scream for justice, believing their hatred carries weight. Foolish. In my office on the 88th floor, the shriek of the damned is drowned out by the hum of the paper shredder. I have plucked the twelve most dangerous souls from the ruins of history—Qin Shi Huang, Cleopatra, Julius Caesar, Wu Zetian, Cao Cao… Stripped of their crowns and divested of their divinity, they retain only their greed and their memories. I have cast them into my masterpiece: The Infinite Reincarnation Game. Cycle I: The Modern Conglomerate The boardroom is their new altar. Stocks are their arrows. Hostile takeovers are their sieges. Here, the First Emperor is a draconian COO; the Queen of the Nile is a VP of PR weaponizing desire; Caesar is a Chief Legal Officer tearing through the world’s loopholes. In this tower, the rules are written in blood and capital: The Victor’s Reward: Only the Emperor with the top KPI earns the "24-Hour Sensory Sync"—the right to taste real food, feel the burn of alcohol, and indulge in the primal pleasures of the flesh once more. The Loser’s Penance: Those at the bottom are cast into "Hell Starts"—reincarnating as beggars, eunuchs, or sacrificial lambs to be trampled in the next cycle. [The Ultimate Hunt of Power and Flesh] Here, historical dignity is shredded by raw desperation. The Empress Seeking Power: Wu Zetian, who once ruled the world, sheds her imperial robes in the dead of night to kneel at my feet, begging for a "private review" to secure her seat as HR Director. The Vengeful Princess: Arsinoe, murdered by her own sister, sacrifices her soul and dignity for a single night in a synthetic body. She offers "services" unknown to the living, just for my promise to destroy Cleopatra. The High Queen of Egypt: She believes her beauty can conquer me as it did Caesar. She does not realize that to me, her legendary form is merely a bargaining chip for a desk on the 88th floor. [The Midnight Tavern: The Jury of Ghosts] Every full moon, the tavern opens. The millions murdered by these tyrants gather as my Jury. The spirits may use their accumulated spite to vote, deciding which Emperor leads the next charge—or elect the most venomous sirens to be granted temporary flesh. They return to the world as interns, socialites, or rivals, descending as my divine retribution to tear the Emperors apart. I do not need friends. I need sharp blades. I do not care for morality. I care only for the shivering beauty of a high ROI. Rules? I AM the rule. Harem? Merely the highest-tier spoils of a divine game. Let the dead shout. I smile. [Tags & Warnings] Core Tags: #InfiniteFlow #DarkFantasy #HighStakesPolitics #DivineAutocracy #GrimDark #RuthlessMC #KingdomBuilding #DarkHarem Warning: Absolute Dominance: The MC is the sole God—cold, neutral, and utterly devoid of mercy. There are no "savior" arcs here. Power Dynamics: Features heavy themes of power-play, sensory manipulation, and historical icons surrendering their pride for survival. Infinite Maps: The setting resets every arc (Modern Corporate → Warring States → Cyberpunk → Interstellar). The only constant is the cold smile at the top of the pyramid.

In her previous life, Bethany was a top-tier survivor in an apocalyptic world where clean water and food was rarer than diamonds and betrayal came quicker than bullets. Ruthless, smart, and fiercely adaptive, she rose to become the leader of The Red Dawn Alliance, a powerful syndicate of Awakened ability users. But just when she thought she'd secured peace for her people, her most trusted aide and the only friend she dared to have stabbed her in the back in exchange for power. Literally. Now, Bethany wakes up… not dead, not in the apocalypse but inside a historical Chinese novel called Crimson Blossoms Under Heaven, a dark revenge drama she had once binge-read for the plot (and the hot male lead). She’s not the heroine. Nope. Instead, she had become Lan Yue, a lowly handmaiden doomed to die after betraying her mistress, the novel’s brilliant heroine. A cannon fodder side character destined to be nothing more than a footnote. But Lan Yue had no intention of playing her role. Why fight for someone else’s glory? Why throw herself into dog-blood drama filled with betrayal, revenge, and endless schemes? All she wanted was simple: Eat good food. Sleep as much as she wanted. Live quietly, far away from the chaos. Unfortunately… the heroine had other ideas. At first, her smiles were sweet, her words dripping with warmth. But the more time passed, the more Lan Yue noticed something was wrong. The heroine’s touches lingered too long. Her gaze burned hotter than it should. And instead of chasing the male lead, she clung closer and closer to her. “Lan Yue,” the heroine’s lips curled in a chilling smile, “Where do you think you’re going? You’re mine.” Lan Yue: “...” Wait. Weren’t you supposed to love the hero?! Please also check out my other books Why Is Every Male Lead Obsessed With Me?! (BL) #Quick Transmigration Love Me, Bury Me: Restart the End #Isekai

Give me some ideas or references for the future plot of the story! If you wanted to read 20 Chapters ahead and more, be sure to check on my P-Tang12!!! >English is not my main language as you all will see >Will try my best to make the story enjoyable and can not promise that everyone will be happy as let's be real not all can be pleased >The early chapters will be a bit slow-paced for the continuity of the story From, Author ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lie Fan was a Normal High School student who loves The Three Kingdoms History, He already plays all of the three kingdoms games and read the Romance of the three kingdoms. When he was walking home from school he encounters a very strange necklace in the street, when he takes the amulet he was reincarnated to the three kingdom era which was 17 years before the beginning of the yellow turban rebellion “Finally I can change the course of history!” Follow Lie Fan in his struggle to rewrite history with the help of a system

A prophecy names one true moon. ----- Lyria has spent her entire life in the shadows — scorned, scarred, and invisible. The illegitimate daughter of a king who pretends she does not exist, she has learned to want nothing and expect less. But when fourteen alpha suitors arrive to compete for her sister's hand, five of the most powerful men in the kingdom cannot seem to stay away from the girl they were never meant to notice. Each one is powerful enough to shake kingdoms. Each one is drawn to her in ways that defy reason. But Lyria can only choose one, and the road to that choice will cost more than she ever imagined. And Jacinta will burn the kingdom down before she allows Lyria to take what she believes is hers.

After confessing her love to her childhood best friend, Gabrielle finds herself rejected and sold to a cruel high official in exchange for power by the best friend whom she loved so much. Hurt, betrayed, subjected to abuse, and stripped of her noble title Gabrielle begins to lose all hope until one day she runs into a man from a neighboring kingdom in need of help. Despite the danger Gabrielle agrees to help this man get back to his kingdom only to find that he is King and he is smitten with her. Will Gabrielle find her happily ever after with her new found love or will a sudden change of heart from her childhood best friend tear them apart?

In an age of blood, steel, and freezing spray, a Viking’s worth is measured by the swing of his axe. They are raiders. They are conquerors. They are the terror of the North. Ragnar, the eighteen-year-old bastard son of a starving chieftain, is none of these things. Just a month ago, he was a Senior Naval Architect in Seattle, designing high-efficiency cargo vessels. Now, he stands on a frozen fjord in 865 AD, facing a suicide mission to England that threatens to wipe out his village. Mocked for his refusal to raid and his obsession with "wizard words" like logistics and drag coefficients, Ragnar is dismissed as a coward. But they are all wrong. Where they see a longship, he sees a displacement curve waiting to be optimized. Where they see a storm, he sees wind energy waiting to be harnessed. They say his methods are madness. Soon, they will realize that while they are playing at war, he is engineering an empire. -------- Disclaimer: *Kingdom Building & Tech-Uplift: MC uses modern engineering to revolutionize the Viking Age. *Weak-to-Strong: Starts as a despised bastard, progresses to a wealthy tycoon/warlord. *High Detail: Detailed descriptions of ship-building and primitive industrialization.

The story follows the awakening of an ancient vampire named Constantine, long entombed within a coffin in the ocean's lightless depths, only to be liberated by chance at the hands of a group of treasure hunters. Now, having reclaimed his freedom, he embarks on a dark quest to find his lost kin and exact his long-awaited vengeance."

A disgraced noble in hiding. A General betrayed by his own men. In the cold silence of the Northern border, General Liu Sheng was ready to die a nameless death. Instead, he woke up in a room that smelled of bitter herbs and quiet secrets. Wen Jingting is a man hiding from a past that already destroyed his family. He didn’t want to save a General. He just wanted to be left alone. But as he heals Liu Sheng’s broken body, he realizes he can't keep his own heart cold anymore. They were never meant to meet, but in a world of sharp blades, they are the only anchor that keeps the darkness at bay. Some debts are written in blood. Others are written in the stars. *A standalone story in the Zhu long universe. Perfect for fans of fated souls and slow-burn drama.*

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.

"A tragic plane crash was supposed to be the end. Instead, it transports a lonely soul—a boy who never belonged to anyone—into a past he doesn't recognize. Now, he wakes up to a life filled with a devoted lover, a powerful family, and a destiny he never asked for. In this world of royalty and shifting power, can he learn to protect the people he finally calls his own?"

Power is inherited. Control is demanded. In the Maahri Empire, a queen must navigate a court where betrayal is expected and survival is not guaranteed. Princess watches, learns, and waits. Rules are made for women. Breaking them may be the only way to survive.Every smile hides intent. Every move is calculated. Every chapter is a step closer to the throne… or to ruin.

In a world where humans and werewolves coexists peacefully, there’s a young human girl named Angel, who wants nothing more in life than to become a Nun of the holy church. But on the day of her Ordination, disaster strikes, and her already sad life takes a rocky turn down the hill… How would she survive this terrible fate??

What held two people together? well, the answer is simple it is memories. The time we spend with others which will give you a meaning to your life are the memories that can never be erased . They'll cling to you like an anchor, keeping you grounded when you might drift away, or pulling you under when you try to rise. Like a coin with both hell and heaven. It is up to our's to choose this one are we thinking them as. Some might see them as the meaning of their lives while others see them merely as burdens. But what if someone clings so desperately that they refuse to let go, gripping tighter and tighter, even when it means holding on past death itself? Well, like they say, not even death can tear them apart. They'll follow you to the very edge of hell and beyond, just to stay by your side. For you, they would watch the world burn… no, they would set it ablaze with their own hands. There's nothing they wouldn't sacrifice, nothing they wouldn't destroy. Dare I call this love? well I just did... My first written story on webnovel so, Show me some support by commenting.. "the story is just frictional and have no relation with the real history..!" HOW TO READ : (season 1) (.) indicates, someone's internal voice...(mostly MC's) *(.)* indicates ,that person internal voice.... Ex : shaan * hi ( they are staring)* , it is shaan internal voice. {.} a conversation without MC knowing (new) Not brackets, it is just the narration without anyone thinking it...

WARNING: Largely Erotica Lailah, a beautiful Nymph, was spat out by the sea after angering the great Poseidon. Luckily, she was rescued by the cunning Ja Lia, who of course, immediately felt a strong sexual attraction to her. He made advances, and she submitted, wanting to repay him for his kindness. But she liked the sex a little much. Transforming into an insatiable seductress, she proceeded to test will of other men, who unknown to her were Ja Lia's siblings. Angered by this betrayal, Ja Lia sets sail on the open sea but met with new fate. Poseidon would recruit him against Lailah, who already carries his child.