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Aina is the youngest child of Duke Evrian, one of the founding fathers of the Edarian Empire. Despite the prestige to her name, she remains ostracized by fellow nobles due to the nature of her birth. Born to a prostitute mother who died when she was but a child, Aina had to learn the ways of a noble lady at a young age. At 20, the Duke of Fremont, a man Aina has never met before, has asked for her hand in marriage. Unable to refuse, her father placed the shackles of marriage on her hands. However, Aina is determined to break off the engagement. Plagued with secrets she carries from her past commoner life, Aina resolves to break off the engagement with the Duke.

The year is 2494, and the world is not like the one we know now. Dominic Lazarus, a final year student is pressured by his friends to join the new MMORPG - World Conquest Online, the biggest and most realistic Virtual Reality Game in History. The Modern World is in a state of peace after recent conflicts between neighbouring kingdoms, but political strife is still high. With the World walking on a tight rope, will World Conquest Online give people the escape from reality that they desperately need. Join Dom as he tried to build his own Kingdom in the Wilds of World Conquest Online, as he tries to juggle his real life issues and those in game. As the Game slowly starts to take over not only his life, but the worlds, follow this growing cast on their journey. *Author Note - Currently aiming for 3/4 Chapters a week. For new Readers, Welcome! The first 20 or so Chapters are in need of a writing update at some point, I wrote them 3 years ago and I have definitely improved since then.*

Josselyn, the daughter of a traitor’s family, is summoned to the palace as the only one who knows the secret herbal remedy to cure the Queen’s illness. She is appointed as the royal healer’s assistant—and from that moment on, her life is forever changed. Crown Prince Killian, a cold and ruthless man, suddenly begins to take an interest in her. Every glance he gives stirs curiosity and envy among the four men around her: a loyal royal knight, a patient and attentive healer, and two noble brothers who each possess their own dangerous charm. They all know about Josselyn’s desire for revenge against the kingdom she believes is responsible for her parents’ deaths. And each of them has their own plans to use her. Five men. Five different ways of claiming her heart—awakening a turmoil she has never known before. But Josselyn cannot simply surrender to their allure. Her past wounds and burning resentment keep her wary of Killian, convinced that the prince played a role in her family’s tragedy. Caught between consuming passion, subtle manipulation, and a vengeance that refuses to fade, Josselyn must make a choice: to surrender to an unexpected love… or to fulfill the revenge left behind by her parents—even if it means turning her back on every man who desires her.

Orion Blade, who was trying to live a normal life away from his royal duties, now has to go back as he received a letter in which stated his father, the king, had died. He now has to go back into the second layer of planet Earth, called the Inner World.

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

Gyeongseong, 1934. Seo Min-Jae works as a Korean interpreter under the Japanese administration, a position that keeps him alive and despised in equal measure. Kim So-Eun is a seamstress with quiet hands, dangerous loyalties, and a heart already pledged to Joseon’s resistance. She should have stayed far away from a man like him. He should have never stepped into her boutique. But in a city built on surveillance, coded messages, and betrayal, love becomes its own kind of treason. As So-Eun pulls Min-Jae into the orbit of the resistance, he discovers that the woman he cannot stop loving may also be using him for the war she has already chosen over her own life. And when history takes her from him, time itself refuses to let go. If There Is Still Time Left is a historical romance of occupation, sacrifice, and impossible devotion, about a man who would cross lifetimes to save the woman he was too late to love out loud.

I am a nurse, trying to survive another night shift. Then I saved a man who shouldn't exist. Marcus is a Roman general—wounded, dangerous, and impossibly out of time. One moment, he belonged to an empire that ruled the world. The next, he was in mine… with enemies that refused to stay buried in the past. Now we’re running. From the police. From my ex, who won’t stop hunting us. From a truth that’s starting to unravel everything I thought I knew about myself. Because the longer Marcus stays, the more impossible things become. He speaks of honor like it’s law. Looks at me like I already belong to him. And protects me like I’m something worth going to war for. I keep telling myself he’s just my patient, that I'm merely helping him. But patients don’t kiss you like it’s a vow. They don’t risk everything to stay by your side. And they definitely don’t make you question where—and when—you truly belong. Because if Marcus is right… Then helping him return to his world might not just mean losing him— It might mean losing myself with him.

The world has ended like the religious texts said. what happened of the world after? The gods and Gods turned their backs on all that was left of creation. The beasts mutated. The Beasts were released. The horrors that were hiding in the shadows were now in the open. Humanity clung to the last hope, words written in the texts.... will they survive?

In a world where magic is everything and the world survive on it, two girls born without magic. Their life were neither normal nor simple but bound with burdens and regrets. They were orphan and one day change everything. Will they will survive in this world or they will make the world to bow them? It's a tale of mistry, sacrifice, love, bond, and an unseen things that how a single incident changes/impact our future, our will and our way to think and see the world. I don't want you to read this if you don't want or don't like, because we are the owner of ourselves and no one could force us for anything. Thanks for coming.

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!

Chen Xi looked at the soldier who had just thrown a boulder weighing several hundred pounds and silently gazed up at the sky. Is this really the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty? Lü Bu single-handedly breaking through an army of ten thousand, how does that even make sense? Zhao Zilong truly seemed possessed by the dragon's spirit, cutting a mountain in half with a single sword strike—can he really be human? Dian Wei, single-handedly protecting Cao Cao and killing thousands of infantry and cavalry as they broke out of the enemy camp—this combat power is off the charts! Something seems off here. Chen Xi casually grabbed a goose feather fan, waved it, and as a strong wind rose, he sighed deeply. ____________________ You can read advance chapters of this novel and other novels in my patreon patreon.com/NO_NAME1412

this is a remake of my story ‘Vikings:winter is coming’ if you want to read the original, go to search up Aga_tuguy my old account. tried signing in and did everything for a month before I gave up and decided to make a new one. changing some stuff and doing some things differently from my original. ——————————————— this book will contain slavery, blood and gore, forced stuff, just the bad stuff in history basically I’m not gonna sugarcoat it, it’s going to get dark in some parts. if it’s to much don’t read!! cradits goes to the TV show Viking and and George RR Martin show/books.

10/07/2018 (This is an original story that came from my wild imagination.) I will be posting this story at Royalroad. I am Riku Minaru, 50 years old and died with a tumor, I had died with no regret, hoping for a peaceful rest. But before my life fades away I heard a voice. [System initiating a connection to the host, processing complete] HUH?! WAIT! WHAT? SYSTEM? WTF! ( Author: This story is full of nonsense so if you want to read then read in your own risk, and I might add up that English is not my first language so please if there's an error don't hate me.) ;p

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

Presented as an official archival record of the the world Above the Blue Sky, this collection compiles state documents, national annals, ideology treatise and firsthand accounts spanning across multiple centuries of conflicts and renewal. Through the rise of powers, the collapse of regimes and the shaping of modern societies, these archives preserve the living memory of a realm define by war, crisis, culture, myth, events and political transformation. Disclaimer (Please read to prevent misunderstanding): This work is entirely fictional and created for worldbuilding and entertainment purposes only. The author does not support or promote any form of extremism, racism, discrimination, violence, or hostility toward any individual, group, or organization. Any resemblance to real events, ideologies, or political systems is purely coincidental. The views and actions depicted within this series do not reflect the personal beliefs or political opinions of the author.

The Eternal City is no longer built on seven hills, but on thousands of steam pipes and buried secrets. The year is 1000 AD. The New Roman Empire has reached the zenith of human civilization. Under the reign of Emperor Aurelius II, Rome has transformed into a global steam-powered metropolis where Navis Aeria airships rule the skies and Via Ferrea iron trains connect the continents. Pax Romana is no longer just a history but an enduring prosperity. However, this peace is merely a thin layer of paint over a cracking machine. A secret message via pneumatic telegraph reaches the palace stating that the Province of Iberia has exploded in rebellion. For the Senate, this might be a common peasant riot, but for Aurelius II, there is a terror he cannot explain. The Emperor is forced to leave the throne to lead his legions to the front lines, leaving a restless Rome under the responsibility of his son, Romulus III. Amidst the political tension, the court historian Aelius Tacitus and his student, Cassian, discover that this rebellion is not just a fight for territory. There is a mysterious technology used by the rebels that should not exist and an ancient symbol appearing on city walls. While tasked with finding a worthy empress for Romulus III, Aelius begins to realize that what he wrote about the bloody history of Romulus I in 476 AD was not just the past. It was a warning of a storm heading toward Rome. Civil war is lurking. Secrets of hundreds of years are waiting to explode. And when Brass meets Blood, Romulus III must prove if he is strong enough to hold the crown that has burdened his ancestors for five centuries. One empire built on steam. One secret buried in history. One rebellion that will change everything. Note: This story is a sequel or a continuation of the era from the book: When Rome Stood Firm.

Lan Wangji's grief broke more than Gusu Lan's rules. It broke the barrier between life and death. His forbidden ritual to resurrect Wei Wuxian failed catastrophically. Instead of his soulmate, he summoned a flute devil wearing Wei Wuxian's perfect face—a murderous copy that knows their most intimate secrets and now terrorizes the cultivation world. While Lan Wangji faces accusations of heresy and hunts the monster he created, Wei Wuxian's actual soul awakens in a stranger's body with no memory of his past life. Now, the Second Jade must protect this fragile, reborn Wei Ying from a world that fears his name and from the vicious reflection that wears his smile. To save the man he loves, Lan Wangji must destroy the darkest manifestation of his own guilt—a ghost that looks exactly like the reason he broke every rule in the first place. [Extremely sorry because I'm irregular..but I'll try my best to give you the best chapter that you'll feel satisfied and seen by us♡]

Plagued by ominous dreams, Shinya Akame, a half-breed Metonym, is a social outcast in his village. With few friends and only his beloved mother to rely on, he tries to learn and grow until one fateful day, his friends take him to the place where they found strange black mushrooms and stumble upon something ancient that changes the course of Shinya's life and reveals secrets that will shake the world.

"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.

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.