historical

A compulsive liar fights to escape death, only to sink deeper into the web her lies have spun. Every ally, every enemy, drags her further into chaos—where morality is tangled, and survival demands a truth she may never tell. A medieval African story✨

In this world, where knights wield swords and mages command magic the house of Snow after countless wars finally united the lands and forged the holy empire, for over a thousand years the empire grew and expanded standing today as the strongest power on the continent however the ruling emperor recently passed away due to poor health leaving his son Alan Snow to Inherit the throne but soon trouble mounts as scheming nobles plot a coup so to protect his family's rule over the holy empire Alan have to do things he never thought he would. "WARNING" This novel will have mc humiliated by character's Involving #Cuckold #Femdom #NTR #netorare #netorase #Clean ups #sph #Chastity Cage #Forced Feminization #Bdsm # Cbt#Harem If you are not Into that stuff please kindly leave and let others enjoy.

In a world where mythical creatures hide just beyond human sight, only a few know their secrets… and protect them. Seventeen-year-old Aira has always lived for excitement, curiosity, and the thrill of the unknown. Life at Greenhaven College, nestled in the misty hills of Assam, seems ordinary—until strange dreams and unexplained events begin to bleed into her reality. One late morning, a mysterious boy on the sports field catches her eye, and a feeling she can’t explain stirs inside her. As Aira navigates her chaotic college life, teasing friends, running late for classes, and discovering hidden truths, she realizes the world she thought she knew is far more magical—and dangerous—than she ever imagined. Secrets, legends, and creatures thought to exist only in stories are closer than she thinks… and some are watching her. Will Aira uncover the mysteries before they uncover her?

I am not a hero, but I once dreamed of becoming one. However, fate and the world conspired to shatter my dreams. This world was created by light and darkness, by heroes and villains. If everyone wants to be a hero, then who will be the villain? The world laughed at my suffering and called it justice. I used to believe them. I don't anymore. And so, I was forced into a role I never wanted—the villain. Yet every step I take feels like betraying those who love me, those who believed in me and sacrificed everything so I could survive. I am not a villain, nor are the others. There are no evil people in this world; they are victims of societal cruelty and the system. Destiny is not something you can reject… but you can choose how you live it. Darkness is not the opposite of light… it is where light is born and dies. And I? I am the end of everything.

**WARNING** CONTAINS SCENES OF EXTREME PHYSICAL VIOLENCE AND DISTRESSING PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA● The heavy thud of the bridegroom’s footsteps echoed against the polished floorboards of the veranda. The pungent, sharp scent of wine mingled with the cold night air. Dazed and unsteady, he flung open the carved double doors with the reckless haste of a drunkard and stumbled inside. Hàn Yuè (汉月) sat on the edge of the bed, silent and with her head bowed. Her thin, white nightdress stood out in stark contrast to the darkness of the room, which was illuminated only by the flickering candlelight. Her chest rose and fell rapidly with every breath; she knew this union was no marriage, but a blood pact between two powerful clans. The groom cast a heavy, bleary-eyed gaze over her. He slammed the door shut and leaned against it. Hàn Yuè looked up, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. A cruel sneer played on the man’s lips as he rasped: "I still find it hard to believe that the unattainable daughter of the Lán (嵐) clan has fallen into my hands like this. Well... such was your fate; you had better get used to it. From now on, we are husband and wife, and we have got a long, exciting night ahead of us!" Without a word, Hàn Yuè rose. With a sorrowful expression, her trembling hands reached for the ties of her robe; the soft silk slipped from her shoulders and pooled onto the floor. The groom, his eyes glinting with arrogance, reached to untie his sash when, suddenly… The silence that had engulfed the room was shattered by the horrific sound of splintering wood. The broad blade of a sword pierced through the wooden door with unrestrained violence, passing straight through the groom's spine. The bloodied tip of the blade protruded from his abdomen, stopping directly in front of Hàn Yuè’s terrified eyes. Pinned to the door, the groom’s eyes bulged from their sockets as his body convulsed. A stifled, rattling sound emanated from his throat. Hàn Yuè covered her mouth with trembling hands and staggered back in horror. A moment later, the shadow behind the door pulled the sword out with a swift, ruthless motion. A fountain of blood sprayed from the groom’s mouth, splattering the floorboards and staining the girl’s white skirt. The man’s knees gave way, and he collapsed face-first onto the ground. Hàn Yuè’s long, piercing scream echoed through the cold air of the chamber, whilst dark red droplets of blood had left their mark upon the white silk of her gown. **ABSTRACT** Prince Hēiláng (黑狼), desperately enamoured with the noblewoman Hàn Yuè, finds his path to union thwarted by formidable political constraints. In his quest to claim her, he strikes a perilous bargain—a choice that irrevocably alters the course of their lives and unleashes consequences far more brutal than he had ever conceived.

Sidharth, an ordinary modern-day boy, dies in an accident—only to awaken in a world ruled by steel and blood. He opens his eyes in the body of a disgraced prince of a war-torn empire. Once heir to the throne, he has been stripped of his title through court conspiracies and exiled to a remote, impoverished barony at the empire’s edge. Surrounded by hostile nobles, foreign raiders, and an empty treasury, his fate seems sealed. But Sidharth carries something no one in this medieval world understands— A mysterious Daily Login System. Each day it grants him rewards: military treatises centuries ahead of their time, elite warriors, rare resources, siege blueprints, agricultural reforms, and strategic knowledge that reshapes his territory from the ground up. With a modern mind and system-backed advantages, he transforms his dying barony into an iron fortress. Yet Sidharth is not a naive hero. When he defeats neighboring lords, he does not simply annex their lands—he binds their bloodlines. Defeated nobles are forced into political marriages with his loyalists, their heirs raised under his watch, their daughters wed into his expanding dynasty. Alliances are no longer negotiated—they are imposed. Loyalty is no longer sworn—it is engineered. Rebellion becomes impossible when your family carries his name. Castle by castle, province by province, his banner rises again across the empire. The same court that exiled him now trembles as he marches toward the capital—not as a prince seeking restoration, but as a conqueror claiming inevitability. He seizes the imperial throne. But he does not stop. As neighboring empires witness the rise of a ruler who blends modern intellect with medieval ruthlessness, coalitions form to crush him. Kings unite. Holy orders declare him a threat to divine balance. Spies flood his lands. They all learn the same truth— Sidharth does not wage war for survival. He wages war for dominion. And this time, the continent itself will bow.

In the world of Oros, steel is the only language—and Cian is a man of few words. ​The mainland is a slaughterhouse. Ten kingdoms, each mastering a unique art of death, have been locked in a cycle of conquest for a century. From the heavy warhammers of the Iron-Spire to the lightning-fast curved blades of Lion-Reach, the "Order of the Ten" determines who rules and who rots. These are the ten strongest knights alive, each a god of the battlefield representing their nation. ​Cian is none of them. He is a "muck-rat"—a nameless orphan used as a living target for noble squires. He has no title, no fancy armor, and no voice. But while the high-born brag of their lineage, Cian studies their every move, forging himself in the mud and blood of the training pits. ​When the Great War erupts and the kingdoms clash for total control of the mainland, the world will learn to fear the shadow in the blackened plate. Without a word, Cian begins his climb. One rank at a time. One kill at a time. ​He doesn’t fight for a king. He doesn't fight for glory. He fights to become the end of all things. ​The ranks are set. The blades are drawn. The era of the Black Knight has begun.

History remembers heroes. The wizarding world remembers the boy who lived — Harry Potter — the wizard who defeated Lord Voldemort and ended the darkest war in magical history. For years after the war, peace returned to the ancient halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Students laughed in its corridors, magic echoed through its classrooms, and the world slowly began to heal. But history has a strange habit. It never truly stays in the past. Because legends leave shadows behind. And sometimes those shadows fall upon the next generation. For Albus Severus Potter — the son of the greatest wizard of his age — the world is not a story of victory. It is a story of expectation. Of whispers in hallways. Of a name that feels heavier every year. But when Albus forms an unlikely friendship with Scorpius Malfoy, the son of a family once feared throughout the wizarding world, something begins to change. Together they will discover a secret buried deep within the magical world. A secret that should have remained forgotten. A secret capable of breaking the most powerful force in existence: Time itself. And when time begins to fracture… The past, present, and future will collide. Because some mistakes cannot be undone. And some legacies refuse to die. ---

Three different worlds. A pact forbidden. Would they align? Or would the world fall?

Rebirth + Era + 1960's - Femine + System Space + Military + Powerful Male protogonist At seventy-eight years old, she died with nothing but regret. Only at the end of her life did she learn the cruel truth— the world she had struggled through was nothing more than a novel. And she… was cannon fodder. Her father, once a Squad leader, was falsely branded a traitor and executed. Her three brilliant elder brothers were crushed one by one, stepping stones for the novel’s so-called “female lead.” Her family’s blood paved the road to the heroine’s glory. She could only watch helplessly as the heroine’s family prospered while hers was destroyed. Powerless. Broken. Too late. But fate was not finished with her. A falling flowerpot ended her life— and opened her eyes once more. 1958. She is thirteen years old again. Her parents are alive. Her brothers are alive. Everything has not yet begun. In the turbulent 1960s era, she awakens with memories of her previous life and an unexpected System Space that grants her resources and hidden advantages. This time, she will not be cannon fodder. She will not allow her family to be sacrificed. She will not let the so-called heroine step on their corpses to rise. Amid famine, political storms, and the shifting tides of the era, she quietly builds strength, gathers supplies within her mysterious space, and protects her family step by step. And standing in the shadows of the military compound is a powerful, sharp-eyed man— a future commander whose destiny was never meant to intertwine with hers. In her previous life, he stood at the peak of power. In this life, he watches her change everything. This time— She will become the author of her own fate. (Original) PS-: The Story is taking place in the parallel world, so although the historical events are same, characters are fiction.

Zhi Wan is an orphan living under someone else's roof, always cautious and meticulous, until she fell into the water one day and gained the ability to share dreams with others. She thought she would never meet the man from her dreams in her entire life, so in the dreams, she did all sorts of outrageous things. Until one day, she saw the Jade Pendant at his waist and finally realized that the man who did all those outrageous things with her in the dreams was none other than this powerful official, known for being aloof from women, cold, and ascetic. Startled, Zhi Wan decided to flee. But before she could even board the ship, she was surrounded by that powerful official and his soldiers. "I have received a secret report that Miss Zhi is connected to a recent major case. Please come back with me to assist in the investigation!" The man from her dreams, now dressed in his official uniform, was speaking in a serious, bureaucratic tone. Zhi Wan: "..." Confined to the ship's cabin under the pretext of assisting an investigation, Zhi Wan finally couldn't bear it anymore and decided to expose the man's hypocritical facade. "What a show of official authority. You weren't like this in the dreams!" The man loosened the collar of his official uniform, cornering the young lady against the wall, "Oh? And what am I like in your dreams?" Zhi Wan: "..." "Be good. The things we didn't finish in the dream, let's continue them now!" the man coaxed in a hoarse voice. (1v1, Double Clean)

Ye Qianning becomes a six-year-old little dumpling. Not only does she possess dual-system special abilities, she also has four fathers. “Daddy!” The little dumpling cries tearfully, leaving the four prominent, dashing figures of the imperial capital utterly flustered. The Scholar-Official Daddy: “Little girl, you can't just claim anyone as your father. Hurry up and go back where you came from.” The Foxy Daddy: “If I had a daughter, she would surely be the greatest beauty in the world. How could she be as chubby as a ball!” The Businessman Daddy: “The Gu family hasn't produced a daughter for three generations. How could she possibly be a child of my Gu family?” The General Daddy, however, is excited: “Hahaha, I was fated to have no children, and heaven suddenly gave me a little meat bun. Come on, daughter, let's go home with Daddy!” A little girl suddenly appears in the General's residence, causing several influential figures of the capital to lurk by the wall every day. Eventually, they just stop leaving, all declaring that they will only leave when their own daughter comes home with them. The General Daddy roars angrily: “Why didn't you acknowledge her back then? Now, if anyone dares to snatch my daughter from me, I'll fight them to the death.” Beside them, a prim and proper little boy mutters under his breath with his hands behind his back: “When she grows up, she is going to marry me and be my wife.” Hearing this, the four prominent fathers' eyes blaze with fire, looking extremely dangerous. The little dumpling watches the drama that unfolds daily and facepalms in resignation: “She just wants to cultivate her spatial dimension to live a long life... Matters of love and romance, stay away.”

Hua Manman never expected to transmigrate into a satisfying palace-intrigue novel, becoming the cannon fodder female supporting character in the book. She tried to turn the tables, but discovered that as long as she didn't act according to the plot, she would feel a heart-wrenching pain as if being stabbed by a knife. In that case, she might as well just lie flat and be a salted fish! But what was baffling was, why did that Prince Zhao, known for being sinister, ruthless, and treacherous, always like to stare at her? ... Prince Zhao discovered that something seemed to be wrong with his ears. As long as he stared at someone, he could hear that person's inner thoughts. For example, right now, Hua Manman was crying with tears streaming down her beautiful face: "To be able to receive the Prince's favor is truly a blessing this humble servant has cultivated in a past life!" However, what she was thinking in her heart was— "Oh my, this chili oil today has quite a kick! It's making me cry so hard I can't even stop." ... (1v1, Sweet)

Ye Chutang, the heir of an Ancient Medical Family, toiled her entire life, only to die unexpectedly just as she was about to take over. Reborn into a new life, all she wants is to be a salted fish and laze her life away. Who knew she would start with a critical blow: her parents and eldest brother were assassinated, leaving her and three children behind. Her third brother was gravely injured, her fourth brother was in a coma, and there was a nursing baby crying out for food. She weighed the cold corn bun in her hand and looked up at the sky in despair; one person dragging along three, this hand of cards was so bad it would be better to start over. The Little Milk Group tugged on her pant leg. "Hungry." Ye Chutang: "..." Get up and get to work! Ye Chutang's plan was perfect: raise the children, then retire to live out her days. But as it turned out, a certain man would not let her have her way. "Second Miss Ye, you've delayed me for so many years. You ought to give me an explanation." Ye Chutang: "6." You were the one who lingered at my door and refused to leave back then, and now it has become my fault? The Ye Family became extraordinary: The Ye Family's third son is the dynasty's top scholar, the Ye Family's fourth son is renowned in the Northwest for his great military achievements, and the Ye Family's Fifth Miss has a business empire that spans the world, her wealth rivaling a nation's. Only Second Miss Ye of the Ye Family, busy raising her younger siblings, had unknowingly grown older, her marriage prospects becoming a worry. Until one day, the all-powerful Duke Dingbei, Shen Yanchuan, arrived with a ten-li-long bridal procession to marry her. Ye Chutang was silent for a long time. "This time, you're in charge of the kids."

As the eldest daughter of Marquis Xuanping Mansion, Xie Wanqing grew up under the care of her parents and elder brother. Since childhood, a marriage was arranged for her with the Princely Heir of the Wuyuan Marquis Mansion. The two were childhood sweethearts, a perfect match celebrated by everyone. Everyone praised her for her blessed life, born into fortune without ever having to endure a hint of hardship. She thought so too. Until she had a dream, in which her fiancé brought back a mistress. That mistress was of maidservant origin but possessed a stunningly beautiful appearance. He cherished that mistress like a treasure, even at the risk of going against his mother’s wishes. He wanted to break off the engagement and marry the mistress, and it was only due to his mother's threat of her own life that he was forced to marry her. They shared tenderness and affection, giving birth to a firstborn, while she was merely a decoration with no power or favor, placed in the backyard and subjected to humiliation. Later, she awoke from the dream…

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!

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?

Ye Zhi transmigrated into a book and became a vicious female supporting character who was destined to be torn apart by five horses when the male lead achieved fame and success... Even though it is also a transmigration story, who has it worse than her? Just thinking about it, she can already feel the impending pain of being torn apart by horses. No, she absolutely can't let that happen. She is only seven years old now, and the male lead, damned as he is, is only eight. Everything is still possible! She tries hard to please the humble, fallen, powerless boy, but as the day of the dismemberment draws nearer, he remains unmoved. In the end! In order to save her life, Ye Zhi has no choice but to stomp her feet and hide with her maidservants in a remote area. Anyway! She won't come out for three to five years, laughing triumphantly at her own cleverness. What she doesn't know is that after her disappearance! The infamous Chancellor Shen, who is rumored to be ruthless and sinister, stared red-eyed at the candlelight, sleepless through the night.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!