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She, a modern hidden ghost leader of an organization which gathered insane prodigies proficient in the various differing skill-sets. Highly skilled in medicine and poison, executes covert assassinations, viewed as insane and demonic in the eyes of people of the world. Killed in an accident, and reborn into the body of a disfigured young girl. What? Face disfigured, identity stolen? A return to the family dim and hopeless? Her identity can be given up, her family can be forgone, but as for the one who harmed her predecessor who inhabited this same body, if she didn’t at least make them scream in unimaginable agony and throw them into a state of wretchedness, how could she live up to her demonic reputation? Endless turmoil ensues and it’s a battle to dominate over all! See how she shook the world dressed in a suit of red, her sword up against the dominant powers that rocked the Heavens! Her name spread across the seas, shocking the earth!

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.

Reincarnated as the villainess Liliane von Hohenberg? Fine. Destined to die? Nope! I just want to live rich, eat good food, and… secretly ship my favorite second male lead. Too bad he’s fated to suffer and turn into the main villain. Can I save him? Whatever, this ship must sail—even if it breaks the original story!

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.

"Did you know? The reason why the Gojos and the Zenins are on bad terms? It was during the Keicho period. Their respective clan heads killed each other in a fight." 400 years ago... Keicho Era, 1598. The theft of the Mitsuboshi no Yari—Three Star Spear—forces an uneasy and precarious alliance between Seijiro Gojo, the impulsive hot-headed heir of the Gojo clan, and Kaoru Zenin, the brillaint prodigious Zenin clan's heir, who, unbeknownst to all, is in truth a woman. Now, as the Tokugawa and Toyotomi forces stand on the brink of a full-scale war, and tension stretches from Edo to Osaka, they find themselves standing on opposite sides of a conflict that neither of them wanted.

Rowan Ashcroft died in the 21st century and woke up in 1875 as a nameless orphan in Victorian London. He had no family, no magic, and no future... until a Hogwarts letter changed everything. The wizarding world of 1875 is brutal. Muggleborns are Mudbloods. The lowest caste in a society that hasn't changed in centuries. Rowan, an orphan with no magical bloodline, is exactly the kind of person it was built to crush. But he has something no one in this world expects from him: a mind sharp enough to see how the whole system works. And how to break it. He'll do it through magic no one has tried, duels no one thought he could survive, and secrets buried so deep that finding them puts a target on his back. All of it before Grindelwald rises and the world tears itself apart. Warning: No romance as Rowan is 11-13 years old. --- RELEASE SCHEDULE: -Daily updates -Schedule subject to change as the story progresses This is cross-posted on other platforms. If you want to support me, please head to my page, where you can subscribe to chapters before they're published here. More than 50 chapters are available for free. Pat /R_Lockey Thank you!

#Beastworld #R18 #StrongFL As Claw Kingdom devours the surrounding territories and expand with a ferocity of a corrupted beast, the fierce Margay Tribe finally falls. Their lands are claimed—but their greatest prize is their untamed princess, a legend who eluded capture until now. To seal the conquest, she must choose a mate from Claw Kingdom and pledge loyalty to the King. The chosen male is as ruthless and proud as she is defiant. Neither will bow. What begins as a political union erupts into a battle of wills that threatens to fracture the newly bonded mates. In a world ruled by strength, only one question remains: will they destroy each other—or build a force no one can challenge? Will Eris finally put down her pride and learn to love her new mate or will they be fighting tooth and nail until one of them breaks?

Loki—abandoned at two years old when his father - a baron secretly coerced by the Demon Cult - was executed along side with his mother for treason after repeatedly failed attempts of assassination. Despite having his parents getting killed-he remains neutral, Loki isn't like others who only live for revenge. All he wished for is Peace and Freedom But the world will not let him have it. Every time Loki finally finds a quiet corner to disappear into... someone comes to drag him back into the fight. A human who only ever wanted to be left alone, in a world that refuses to forget him.

The fjord lay calm, its surface like polished glass, reflecting the leaden clouds hanging in the sky. Flocks of ravens circled back and forth, heralding the bitter northern winds soon to sweep southward. This was the very first scene the protagonist beheld after traveling through time to ninth-century Scandinavia. He had become nothing more than an ordinary self-sufficient farmer, with only a barren, desolate wheat field to his name. For centuries, the glory of the Roman Empire had crumbled into dust. The world lay shattered, kings waged endless wars against one another, and in this turbulent, dark Middle Ages, his first task was simply to survive—then, somehow, to find a way to end the chaos… .......... HeadOver to my patreon for 75+ advanced chapters: patreon.com/YonkoSlayer

*NonRape-General langauge* Liora’s life takes an unexpected and cruel turn when she’s sent to the royal court as a concubine for the disgraced Prince Lucien, a man whose past is shadowed by betrayal and loss. Stripped of his royal title, Lucien has long distanced himself from love and loyalty, existing in a cold, indifferent world. Thrown into this world of palace internal battles, power struggles, and betrayal, Liora must face not only Lucien’s frosty demeanor but also the dangerous secrets that lurk within the court. Every move she makes is watched, every word is questioned. Yet, despite his distant nature, she can’t shake the feeling that beneath the hardened prince lies a man struggling with the ghosts of his past. As Liora tries to find her place in this hostile environment, she faces a constant dilemma: Can she warm the prince’s cold heart and heal his wounds, or will she fall victim to the very same forces that tore him apart? 'Can she thaw lucien’s frozen heart, or will his haunted past consume them both?' Arranged marriage,Disgraced prince,Court intrigue,Royal concubine,Forbidden love, Political drama, Palace secrets, Unwanted bride, Betrayal. Haunted memories, redemption,Royal court drama, second chances

[Obsessive ML, Indulgent, Forbidden Historical Romance] Read this if you crave a forbidden affair between two nobles. On the night meant to seal her fate in silk and candlelight, Caelith Emberlyn discovers her new husband cheating on her with her own cousin. Before the humiliation can swallow her whole, another man steps out of the shadows—dangerous, powerful, and far more terrifying than heartbreak. He is the feared Commander of the Shadow Imperial Guard, a man whose name alone stills the court and stains the capital with silenced dread. Where others see a cold enforcer of the throne, he sees only her—wronged, furious, and far stronger than she appears. And he offers her a choice. Stay. What her husband failed to give—loyalty, devotion, power—he vows to place in her hands in his stead. But this is no gentle rescue. Their alliance begins in secrets and smolders in the dark, a forbidden affair that could shatter reputations and topple dynasties. He is ruthless in war and relentless in love, determined to claim not only her presence at his side but the guarded heart she refuses to yield. Meanwhile, her repentant husband returns with soft words and tender promises, swearing to cherish her forever. Yet regret comes too late in a world where power is currency and affection is a battlefield. Caught between a contrite prince of light and a possessive shadow king who would burn the world to keep her, she must decide: Will she return to the safety of a love that broke her… Or step into the fire of a devotion fierce enough to consume them both?

[Substitute Marriage + 1960s + Boss + Childbirth System + Cunning, Irritable, and Obsessive Boss & Easily Fertile, Emotionally Stable Young Lady] Tang Qiyue is reborn on the very day her father forced her to marry in place of her half-sister. Seeing her calculating father and stepmother, Tang Qiyue decisively donates all her dowry and hides under her new husband’s protection. When her awful family learns about this, they are utterly furious! Tang Qiyue’s mood instantly brightens, and she carefully prepares a feast to reward her new husband. But who would have thought… —Her older sister, who ran away from the arranged marriage to become a sent-down youth, seethes with hatred after learning that Tang Qiyue has given birth to three sons and is treated like royalty. Why is she so lucky?! She had expected Tang Qiyue to live a tragic life, but instead, it is she who ends up childless and alone for the rest of her life.

"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.

At the dawn of the thirteenth century, the Mongol tribes were rising from the vast grasslands, forging an empire that would soon shake the foundations of the world. As Genghis Khan prepared for his western expedition, a modern traveler found himself inexplicably transported into this turbulent era. Caught between survival and opportunity, he faced an impossible decision. Should he flee to the Southern Song Dynasty, hoping to resist the unstoppable Mongol advance? Or remain within the Mongol Empire itself, navigating the dangerous currents of power and ambition? History had shown that the mightiest empires often fell not from external enemies, but from fractures within. Determined to survive — and perhaps reshape history — he chose the most dangerous path. To stand beside the conqueror of the world. But before he could influence the future… He first had to convince Genghis Khan that he was worth keeping alive. (This story is purely fictitious and any similarity is purely coincidental.)

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.

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

“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.

Alternative Title: Villain's Saviour, Game Over Again Lin Ji’an, a modern master chef, never expected to wake up inside a dog-blood BL cultivation novel. Worse, she transmigrated into the role of the "vicious cannon fodder", the crossdressing Third Young Master destined to humiliate the future Villain and die a miserable death by his hand. Her mission? Simple. Feed the starving slave boy and the future villain, Xie Wangchen, fix his broken body, and make sure his "Blackening Value" doesn't hit 100% and destroy the world. She beats up the arrogant Heir, face-slaps the evil Stepmother, and cooks her way into the Villain’s heart, purely to survive, of course! But as they head to the Celestial Sword Sect, Lin Ji’an realises something is wrong. She thought she was raising a cute, obedient little brother. She thought she was just a "straight bro" helping him out. She thought the main plot’s protagonists would chase the original MC. So why is the Villain looking at her with eyes darker than the abyss? Why is he threatening to cripple anyone who smiles at her? And why are the original male leads suddenly lining up to taste her cooking? Lin Ji’an: "I’m just here to cook and survive! I’m straight! And I’m a girl!" Xie Wangchen, who was sharpening his sword, looked up with a smirk tugging in the corner of his lips, "Luggage? No. You are my world. And I never let go of what is mine."