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THE DANDY EMPRESS AND THE SICKLY EMPEROR;I don’t want to be an Empress

This is the story of Lin Xue, a dandy young woman who values beauty and wealth above all else. At fifteen, she unexpectedly meets her soulmate. Instead of excitement, she feels only frustration. "I thought I’d meet him at twenty," she grumbled. "My lady, you can meet your soulmate at fifteen or older," her maid replied. "Fifteen is too early! I hope he doesn’t propose. I’ll just tell him to wait until I’m twenty. I want to enjoy my life first." Months Later… "You… You’re the Emperor?" Lin Xue’s mind reeled as she recalled her past words she had spoken so carelessly. [Flashback] "I heard the Emperor is handsome. Hah! I’ll call him ‘Handsome Without a Brain.’ He’s too young to rule a nation! He should be enjoying his youth instead. What a fool! If I were Emperor or Empress, I’d abolish that ridiculous law about marrying at fifteen!" Lin Xue scoffed. [End Flashback] She turned pale. I badmouthed the Emperor… in front of the Emperor. I’m dead. The Emperor leaned back, amused. "Miss Lin, do you remember your words? Let me refresh your memory ‘Handsome Without a Brain. He should enjoy his youth instead of ruling a country.’" He smirked. "Well, Miss Lin, since you’re so concerned about my lonely youth, why don’t you join me? After all, you are my destined Empress. Waiting until you’re twenty is too long. We’re getting married now." Lin Xue’s jaw dropped. "I refuse!" "Oh? Do you want to die early? Because I don’t mind being a widower," he teased, his smirk deepening. Lin Xue huffed. "You’re sickly. A sickly Emperor!" The Emperor chuckled. "Then wouldn’t it be poetic if I died in your arms?" "Shameless!" Lin Xue fumed. Her maid whispered to her, "Miss, if you marry him, you won’t have to worry about money ever again." Lin Xue perked up. "Really? …Fine! I’ll marry you!" But their story is far from a fairy tale… War. Plague. Revenge. Robbery. Assassins. Treason. Can a dandy girl and a sickly Emperor survive the storm? **Enjoy The Dandy Empress and the Sickly Emperor: I Don’t Want to Be an Empress! **
haivee · 19k Views

Envil To Beginning Fake

At the moment a young girl comes to perceive a cruel truth—that she is neither the protagonist, nor a soul embraced by destiny—she comes to understand one essential principle: those who stand at the margins live without guarantee of survival. Fate does not shield them. Death arrives without foreshadowing. The smallest misstep may become an absolute end. From that moment onward, every step must be measured, every choice carefully weighed. Not because she is weak, but because the world concerns itself only with those deemed important. And yet, amid such limitation, she discovers a fissure within the laws of narrative: destiny may not protect supporting figures— but it never ceases to observe those who give rise to conflict. She does not desire glory. She does not yearn for the spotlight. What she seeks is merely security—a single grace that would allow her to endure until the story’s conclusion. And for that, there exists but one role the world cannot afford to ignore: the villain. Thus the innocent girl begins to don a mask. She learns deception, cultivates manipulation, and places herself where she will be hated—yet never erased. She does not seek to defeat the hero; she seeks only to ensure that her presence is sufficiently disruptive that the narrative cannot discard her. This is not a tale of wickedness born of ambition. It is a tale of survival within a world that never intended to save the weak. A story of a girl who wishes to remain insignificant— yet becomes far too dangerous to be allowed to die.
Summertime455 · 1.1k Views

WHISPERS OF THE MOON MIRROR

Blurb: In the heart of the Whispering Pines Forest, silver wolf Luna has always followed one rule: humans are the enemy, never to be trusted. For generations, her pack has lived in isolation, guided by the ancient ways and protected by their alpha's iron law. Everything changes the night Luna discovers the Moon Mirror—a crystalline artifact buried beneath the oldest oak in the Sacred Grove. When she touches it, she hears a voice she shouldn't understand: human speech. But the artifact doesn't just let her understand humans; it allows her to speak to them, to share thoughts and feelings across the barrier that has divided their species for centuries. At first, Luna keeps her discovery secret. But when a young human woman named Aria stumbles into the forest, desperate and fleeing from those who would harm her, Luna makes a choice that will change everything. She speaks. Aria seeks Luna's help to find a legendary healing herb deep in the forest—the only thing that can save her dying younger brother. As Luna guides Aria through the dangerous woods, a profound connection forms between them, one that transcends species and challenges everything Luna has been taught. But the pack's ancient traditions exist for a reason. Humans once hunted wolves to near extinction in these lands. The elders remember. The alpha will not forgive this betrayal. And when Luna's secret is discovered, she must choose: return the Mirror to the earth and sever her bond with Aria, or break with her pack forever and forge a new path—one that could either unite two worlds or destroy the only family she's ever known. In the end, Luna will learn that sometimes the greatest loyalty isn't to tradition, but to the truth of your own heart.
nancynehemiah002 · 1.6k Views

Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off

Su Qinglan sat cross-legged on the grass, holding the chubbiest tiger cub she’d ever seen. “Aww… Look at you,” she whispered, booping its tiny nose. “So cute I could eat you up...” A sudden shadow loomed over her. “What’s so good about this stinky cub?” a deep, amused voice asked. She blinked up… and froze. Towering above her was a tall tiger beast man, his golden eyes narrowed in a lazy, predatory smile. “Let’s have ours,” he said. Su Qinglan’s brain short-circuited. … Ours? OURS?! Before she could process, in the next moment she was hoisted up onto his broad shoulder like a sack of grain and carried straight toward the cave. Su Qinglan was so choked by the suddenness of it all… she forgot to even complain. *** Su Qinglan’s knees knocked together as she stared up at the enormous serpent. Its cold, red eyes narrowed, the flick of its tongue tasting the air between them. “D-Don’t eat me,” she stammered, hugging herself. “I...I’m not tasty… really, I’m stringy and full of… uh… bad cholesterol.” The snake’s head lowered until it was mere inches from her face. Her fox ears twitched wildly. And then, before she could blink...its massive body shimmered, scales turning into bronzed skin and lean muscle. Standing before her was a man so breathtakingly handsome that Su Qinglan’s poor fox eyes watered just looking at him. Su Qinglan swallowed hard, her tail fluffing up in panic. “I… I…” Her voice cracked. Okay, new problem… the snake is hot. She squeezed her eyes shut. “If you… if you really want…” She blurted, her face burning, “…y-you can… take me.” *** One moment Su Qinglan was fighting with the zombie king with all her might. Boom! The next, she woke up in a bizarre beast world… inside the body of a lazy, pampered, fat local tyrant everyone hated. The “original” Su Qinglan had been an arrogant, scheming villainess who spent her days bullying weaker beast women, chasing after handsome males, and terrorizing the tribe kids. Now, thanks to fate’s twisted sense of humor, Qinglan had inherited the body and the bad reputation. But honestly? Being fat in a beast world was still better than starving in the apocalypse. At least here, she could eat. The only problem? In this world, men weren’t just men, they were beastmen. Tall, strong, dangerous… And apparently, every beast woman was expected to have several husbands. The catch? The “original” Qinglan’s antics had scared away every decent male within a ten-mile radius. Armed with her apocalyptic survival instincts, a sharp tongue, and a mysterious system that suddenly activated... "Binding with host…" "Congratulations, host, for successfully arriving in the beast world." Qinglan decided she wasn’t going to cry about fate. If she had to live here, then she’d live big, literally.
Violet_Melody99 · 1.2m Views